The monk of the Huangsha Sect sat alone at the table, his face full of sadness, and he did not move a bite of food, but kept pouring wine into his glass.

There was also agarwood wrapped in yellow brocade on the table, and there were words in the mouth.

"After 30 years of disturbance, it has been half a life, and the gains and losses will never wake up, only a glass of wine is the most intimate. ”

"There is wine today, drunk today, don't live too tired in life, live well, live badly, just hope that the mood can make do with ......"

He took a sip and read the drinking greetings in a small sip, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and rhythmically tapped the white porcelain plate.

The sound of the porcelain bowl was crisp, which just echoed the muddy voice, and made him even more frustrated.

When the pot of turbid wine was drunk, the chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he sighed heavily.

"The brothers entrusted me with such an important matter as buying Master's 100th birthday, but I used more than 2,300 taels of silver to buy this defective product, Huang Yan, Huang Yan, how do you want to explain it to everyone?"

"This silver is also saved by everyone on weekdays, Xiao Wu in order to make up the birthday gift money for the master, the immortal weapon is broken and reluctant to replace it, only use fine iron to repair it and continue to use it, I am really careless. ”

"The items taken at the moment must not be returned, or I will give this piece of agarwood to Master as a thousand-year-old agarwood?"

"But I returned to the sect like this, deceived my superiors and subordinates, and gave such a bad birthday gift at the 100th birthday banquet, I ......"

"Alas!"

Saying that, Huang Yan sighed heavily, pulled out the cork of another pot of wine, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.

The liquor was poured in a big gulp, and the eyes were slightly red.

Mu Chen's palm holding Mu Liang contracted slightly, and he naturally had a feeling in his heart, if he hadn't told the truth to the Huangsha Sect monk at noon today, he wouldn't have been so painful and entangled at this moment.

But if you don't tell the truth, you can't be at peace in your heart at that moment.

If this matter cannot be properly resolved, on Mu Chen's future cultivation path, I am afraid that it will also become a thin but bottomless crack, which will never be filled.

The green tendons on the back of his palm shrank, Mu Chen lifted the gauze curtain and walked straight into the box.

Huang Yan, who was holding a wine jug and pouring wine, heard footsteps, and thought it was the shopkeeper who came in, and waved his hand to let him out, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Huang Yan, who was groggy, put down the wine jug, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his side hand, and suddenly saw Mu Chen.

"It's you!"

"What are you doing again!"

"Do you still want to continue to humiliate the thousand-year-old agarwood I bought!"

Huang Yan jumped up from the stool in shock, threw the wine jug on the ground, and raised his hand to sacrifice a Yue-shaped immortal weapon.

The spiritual pressure increased sharply, and the fairy Yue approached Mu Chen's face.

His face was contorted and red, and he gritted his teeth with anger, and hatred came to his face.

If it weren't for this kid, even if he gave this year's insufficient agarwood as a gift, he would not be guilty of self-blame and anxiety in his heart.

"If it weren't for you!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be ......"

Mu Chen faced the surging immortal Yue, his broken hair floated, and he didn't hide, and he couldn't hide, and Zhang Banxian was frightened.

Mu Chen already fully understands Huang Yan's complicated feelings, in the whole matter, there is actually no one right or wrong, but the matter has come to this point, it is necessary for Mu Chen to make a decision to prevent the negative emotions from continuing to spread.

Holding his hands together, Mu Chen looked directly at Huang Yan, and suddenly bowed to him.

"Senior Brother Huang Yan, I was abrupt before, and I ask my senior brother to forgive me. ”

"This time, I went down the mountain to buy materials, and I just needed to help an uncle in the sect who was good at refining medicine to buy aged agarwood as a medicine guide for the top-grade Qingxin Pill. ”

"Mu Chen participated in the auction all day today, and only saw the agarwood auctioned by Senior Brother Huang Yan, and there were no other agarwood lots at the auction, so Mu Chen dared to ask Senior Brother to give me that piece of agarwood. ”

"I am willing to buy this piece of agarwood from my senior brother for two thousand five hundred taels of silver to please the elders in the door. ”

"Mu Chen, you're crazy!"

Without waiting for Huang Yan to recover from the shock, Zhang Banxian pulled Mu Chen back first, and slapped it on Mu Chen's head, eager to split his skull with an axe again to see what was inside.

"You—You're not lying to me......"

Huang Yan's eyes widened, and under the two thick black sword eyebrows, he twisted his nose in disbelief and opened his big mouth, even the inside of his throat could be seen.

Affected by the turmoil in the mind of the Treasurer, Xian Yue also fell to the ground with a bang, and the angry spiritual pressure spread out like a deflated ball, and the box fell silent for a while.

"Senior Brother Huang Yan, Mu Chen has no intention of deceiving or playing. ”

"Excuse me, are you willing to resell the agarwood to me?"

There was no reaction to Zhang Banxian's stopping, Mu Chen bowed to Huang Yan again, and said his request again, and his words were sincere, as if he really wanted to buy the problematic agarwood.

Huang Yan's heart fluctuated several times, and he knew that what Mu Chen said at noon was true.

Because he is not a person who listens to other people's words at will, some people say that this piece of agarwood is less than a thousand years old, so he naturally has to confirm it himself.

This afternoon, he was running around verifying the year of this piece of agarwood, and after many inspections and verifications, it was confirmed that the year of this piece of agarwood was indeed less than 1,000 years, only between 800 and 900 years.

Although there is only a difference of more than 100 years in terms of vintage, there is more than a 100-fold difference in efficacy.

Huang Yan finally gave up, returned to the inn where he was temporarily staying to borrow wine to kill his sorrows, thinking about how to explain to the fathers, villagers, brothers and brothers in the sect, and now such a 'fool' suddenly appeared, he had thousands of joys, but it was not good to show it at this moment.

"Could it be that you deliberately belittled my piece of agarwood at noon today, just so that I could sell it to you at a low price?"

Huang Yan deliberately tried it, because he really couldn't understand why this disciple of the Bamboo Sword Hall wanted to buy this piece of agarwood from his own hands when he knew that it was not worth a thousand taels of silver.

Looking at the words and deeds of the young man in front of him, he is no different from ordinary people, and he doesn't seem to be a fool.

His pupils trembled slightly, and it suddenly occurred to him that this bastard boy might just buy agarwood at noon in order to buy agarwood at a low price, so he said to himself that the agarwood year was insufficient, and the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and it happened that he was told the truth about the agarwood year.

If this were the case, he would have been able to sell the agarwood without any guilt.

"As Senior Brother Huang Yan said, Mu Chen was eager to buy incense before, so he maliciously belittled the agarwood taken by Senior Brother, and then Mu Chen was apprehensive in his heart, like a poisonous snake, and he really couldn't be at peace for a moment. ”

It was precisely because of this chance that Mu Chen was able to comprehend the way of the world, understand that the words of the mouth need to be prudent, and finally break through the boundary of refining and refining gas. ”

"Senior brother and I have the grace of enlightenment, this kindness is difficult to repay, Mu Chen should always remember it. ”

Mu Chen took the initiative to admit all Huang Yan's guesses, and Zhang Banxian on the side was just about to refute Huang Yan and explain his true intentions for Mu Chen, but his clear and pure eyes shook slightly, stopping Zhang Banxian's words.

When Huang Yan heard this, he was overjoyed, but his face was tense, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, for fear that others would see the smile that he couldn't hide.

He clenched his fists tightly, nodded slightly, and his voice was rough.

"Since Mu Daoyou is so honest, and you have chased here, I can see that you really need this piece of agarwood as a medicinal guide. ”

"You and I both belong to the seventy-two sect monks, and I am also willing to do things that are beautiful to adults. ”

"This agarwood, let it be given to you!"