Thinking of this, Mu Jiahui also took the case, and said indignantly: "Senior brother is reasonable, the kid is not a good kind for a long time, and he has a grudge against us, he must have done something to go to the spiritual field, otherwise it would never be possible." Didn't the junior brother denounce him and let himself suffer such a big loss?"

"Sue, how can you sue? Don't you know that Cui Hao's senior brother doesn't know? That is a master who doesn't recognize the six relatives and only recognizes the spirit stone, and only speaks if he is reasonable, where is the junior brother left with half a spirit stone now, how can he be expected to help the junior brother come out. A few days ago, I heard that the kid had taken shit luck and got a lot of benefits from the sect, so Cui Hao rushed over, I heard that it was hot, and I wanted a piece of the pie, hum!"

"Senior brother has also heard about this, and it is said that the reward he received is very rich, and I am afraid that there are 100,000 spirit stones, which have already spread in the sect. Suddenly, Mu Jiahui's words changed, looked directly at Chen Chun and said: "With such a large amount of spirit stones in hand, that kid's cultivation will be faster to enter the realm, I am afraid that in a few years, I will be far behind, and at that time, there will be no hope of revenge, can the junior brother swallow this breath?"

Chen Chun's pupils shrank after hearing this, he gasped, a strange flush appeared on his face, and Jiahui said in disbelief: "Senior Brother Mu still wants to deal with him, this person is now full-fledged, and it is said that he has climbed with several families in the sect, so it depends on how we can fight." ”

Mu Jiahui secretly scolded "coward" in his heart, and said in a deep tone on the surface: "If there are big families in the sect who support us and others, just to deal with that kid, but not to involve others, will the junior brother dare to fight with me and him?"

"Big family? That's a little possible, but Senior Brother Rong thinks about it, that kid is scheming and has a lot of means, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with." Chen Chun was indeed frightened by the dialect, in all fairness, now he is hiding from the dialect as much as possible, for fear of being remembered by him, after all, the dialect was offended too deeply at the beginning.

Seeing this, Mu Jiahui explained a few more words, and beat his chest and slapped his chest, but he didn't say the benefits promised by Qin Shouyi, and he also had a heart for Chen Chun, knowing that he was lively but timid, and he would only fight for himself at the moment.

If you want to drive him, you have to get the benefits in your hands, and then you can't worry about him being poor and sour. But now you can't leak everything to him, but you have to introduce him into the bureau little by little, and when the time comes, he will naturally not be able to get out, and obediently follow himself all the way to the dark.

Although Chen Chun is now in urgent need of spirit stones, Mu Jiahui also has some benefits, but he can't believe Mu Jiahui, the most important thing is that he is afraid of dialects, afraid to the bones, always feel that dialects are like a bottomless abyss, never before, this kind of elusive opponent, Chen Chun really doesn't want to provoke again.

Soon after, Mu Jiahui left from Chen Chun, not happy or sad, Chen Chun was similar to what he expected, and he did not explicitly promise him to participate in this matter, but he also reminded Mu Jiahui that he must be patient when dealing with dialects, and don't do it alone after finding an opportunity, I believe that there will be many people who are interested in cleaning him up, and maybe he can eat some leftovers with him.

Mu Jiahui felt that Chen Chun's words had some truth, not to mention others, just to talk about Qin Shouyi, Mu Jiahui felt that he coveted Fang Yan quite deeply, and always felt that he was not just to vent his anger to the Feng family, behind his kind face, there seemed to be something hidden. At this point, Mu Jiahui decided to wait first, not to rush to make a move, what means are there behind Shouyi.

In the blink of an eye, it was July, the peak of the dialect ushered in the first harvest of this year, a part of the ginkgo has matured, although it is only a part of it, but the area of the ginkgo tree planting is not small, only this time there are thirty or forty acres of ripe, the rough estimate of the yield is not less than eight hundred catties, in addition to the daily consumption of the spirit beasts raised by Qingluan, there is still a slight leftover, and the other ginkgo trees are ripe in the future, and the rations of those spirit beasts are not a problem.

And the green bamboo is also approaching the harvest season, not to mention brewing a large number of green bamboo drain, those cut down green bamboo dialect has already thought of the use, that is, to let the guys in their own shop make bamboo cups, bamboo bowls, as well as bamboo chairs, bamboo stools and many other utensils, sell to the surrounding loose cultivators and mortals, it will be a very popular thing.

The most valuable thing is the more than 100 golden-topped bamboo sunflowers, which are close to maturity under the careful care of the dialect, and then they will be a rich spiritual stone. In this wasteland, high-quality ingredients are already rare, and many small families in the vicinity and scattered cultivators who often hunt demons are willing to spend spirit stones on these high-level spiritual foods, and they don't need to worry about selling them in their own stores, maybe the selling price is even better than in the sect.

However, Fang Yan does not plan to sell them all, but plans to keep thirty plants for his own use, in addition to giving some to the deacons in the camp, he also wants to leave some senior brothers who are good friends on weekdays, among which Ji Ming has long said that he wants to come and try it.

What surprised Fang Yan was the spirit beast raised by Qingluan, and I don't know how she tinkered, a batch of young beasts were born in the spring of this year, including production spirit beasts such as green ox and green armor beasts, as well as substitute spirit beasts such as wind control beasts, and a few flying spirit beasts like Qinghe, which are diverse and widely used.

The first batch of spirit beasts were all booked by the Fang family, Fang Kun also took the time to come here, bought all these spirit beasts, and prepared to distribute them to the disciples of the clan, now the Fang family's stall is getting bigger and bigger, and they urgently need the help of these spirit beasts.

If you add the elixir refined by the dialect and the talisman made, the income will be no less than 20,000 spirit stones in a year, so that the consumption of the large array on the mountain peak can be easily dealt with, and you don't have to bother with the dialect to earn it everywhere, just stay on the peak, and everything has entered a virtuous circle.

Just when Fang Yan was looking forward to a stable cultivation environment, something quietly happened in the camp and the Fang City, which was destined to frustrate Fang Yan's wishes.

A disciple on duty every day in the camp received a secret letter from the sect a month ago, but this secret letter was sent from the Feng family, and this disciple was a peripheral disciple of the Feng family.

But in the fang market, it was a different scene, several subordinates of the dialect secretly gathered together, whispering something, looking mysterious. Among the several people, it was obvious that one of them was the leader, but it seemed that he was arranging the affairs of the others, and this person received a secret letter from the sect a month ago.

These days, dialects rarely come to Fang City, the mountain peak is now full of Pepsi, and the next days are only afraid that it will be busier, and the ability of Qingluan is still limited, and it is okay to do some chores on the peak every day.

On the surface, the city is still calm as usual, dozens of miscellaneous servants perform their duties, Liu Rong has not sent a message to Fang Yan these days, and the days have passed step by step. But in private, in some private teahouses and restaurants in the market, and even in the pavilion where the handymen are on duty, there are often two or three people who get together and whisper, as if they are plotting something, which is carried out behind people's backs, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find out.

In the golden autumn of September, Fang Yan was busy with his feet not touching the ground, and the farm work on the mountain was too busy every day, and Fang Shizhong had also begun to be busy recently, and the things on both sides together made Fang Yan exhausted to deal with, and even the time for cultivation was squeezed again and again.

The market has to hold a trade fair at the end of the month, and it is the same every year, when the monks are about to buy some items before the autumn hunt, such a trade fair just caters to the needs of nearby families and monks, and it is also a good time for a group of merchants to take the opportunity to promote, so the scale is certainly not small, and the market is also fully preparing for this matter during this time.

For this kind of trade fair, Lihuomen has also paid more attention to it over the years, for no other reason, that is, to make money. Merchants and monks who attend the fair can buy stalls in the designated area to trade, and every year these stalls are very sought-after, both from foreign families to shops in the market, and no one wants to miss this good opportunity. And the rent of this stall is not low, charging on a daily basis, and each stall has to pay five to ten spirit stones a day, which is a lot of income.

The fair generally lasts for half a month, and the camp will also send a lot of disciples to help, and all the preparatory matters in the early stage will fall on the disciples in the market.

And those merchants and families who are moved by the wind, in order to find a good stall at the fair, will find the dialect through various doorways at this time, and it is a treat and a gift, and some of them have a lot of background or hinder the face of their friends, so they have to reluctantly socialize, and they are annoying every day.

In addition, some temporary assistants will be recruited during the annual fair, after all, most of the sect's camps are stationed monks, it is impossible to transfer them because of the fair, and a large number of people are needed here, so some monks will be selected from the families and entourage of the monks stationed there, as assistants who only help manage on the periphery.

Doing these things is risk-free, and easy, and the treatment is not bad, there are a few spirit stones in the account in half a month, which is much simpler than doing some tasks issued by the sect, for which there are many applicants, and some people will also find dialects, who will let him be in charge.

In more than ten days, Fang Yan tried his best to finally settle these trivial matters, big and small. If you want to gain a foothold here, you must make friends with all parties and straighten out all kinds of relationships, these things are the most hurtful, but they are unavoidable, and the slightest carelessness will make enemies everywhere, leading to some senseless fights, which is something that dialects have always tried their best to avoid.

The matter of the trade fair is also ready to stop, all kinds of arrangements are basically ready, and some disciples drawn from the sect are also in place one after another, just waiting for the trade fair to be held. In the afternoon of that day, a deacon in charge of this matter in the camp came to Fang City with a group of disciples and assigned errands to everyone in front of the building where the dialect was sitting.

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