The pale moonlight shone in the courtyard, and the clumps of flowers and small holly shrubs in the flower pond could be seen, already covered with a thin layer of frost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although there is not a trace of wind, the temperature is already chilling. The two people who had just floated down from the roof and landed on the stone slab below the steps made Zhou Ping, who was standing in the corridor, feel unhappy.

He has always regarded his small courtyard as a harbor of happiness, and he has never liked people jumping up and down in his small courtyard, not to mention that these two people were like thieves just now, eavesdropping on him and Chen Youneng through the window. This alone is enough to make people angry, after all, no one in the world wants to live under the watchful eye of others, which will humiliate people's dignity.

"Is there no way for you to go?" Zhou Ping said coldly with a calm face. After that, he didn't say to invite them in, or to get out of here, but he just turned around and walked into the house. After all, these two people are also the two masters of the Golden Rain Palace, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, it is better not to get to the point of such a stalemate, after all, it is not good for anyone.

Standing at the foot of the steps, Changshan Demon Po Zuo Chunni and Miao Jinlong never expected that they would come here tonight and touch a nose of ash. In particular, Miao Jinlong felt angry, and when he saw Zhou Ping turning his head lukewarmly and walking into the brightly lit room, he glared coldly at his back, as if to say: "What a cow, it wasn't for me to intercede in time back then, you have now become a ghost under the knife of Jiro Sato!"

However, anger is anger, and they are not here late at night to show how good their light skills are, nor to find out how exciting and fun it is to jump off the roofs of other people, nor to be angry. They are here to consult on important matters.

So, the two of them had no choice but to put these unpleasant little things aside for the time being, so they had to be hard-headed and cheeky, and follow the people into the door. Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni, the last to walk in the door, she is very sensible, she knows that doing things in other people's homes has to be exquisite, as soon as she enters the door, she consciously turns around and closes the door.

Zhou Ping was still sitting in the same position he had sat in when he was talking to Chen Youneng just now, while Miao Jinlong was sitting in the same position that Chen Youneng had sat in just now, and Zuo Chunni, the demon woman of Changshan, was sitting next to Miao Jinlong in a chair with a small coffee table in between.

Zhou Ping's face still didn't have a good face, but his attitude at this time was much more relaxed, just now Chen Youneng was here, as a person he had a deep friendship with, he didn't let people serve tea and entertain; There should be some polite etiquette to entertain people.

"Xiaofang, make tea. He called out to a half-open porter on the left side of the living room.

"It's coming!" came the voice of a sweet-voiced girl. This girl's name is Xiaofang, and he takes care of cleaning the house at home, making tea when receiving visitors, and when necessary, he can also accompany the guests to chat and talk.

After a while, a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a graceful and quiet expression, opened the half-covered door and walked out with a pair of vermilion ceramic tea sets. As soon as she was in the middle of everyone, she placed the tea set in her hand on the round table covered with a tablecloth in the center of the living room. After that, she blew the fire and lit the alcohol stove where the tea was burned, and began to put the vermilion teapot on the stove to boil water.

Seeing her walk out of the door and go straight to the central table in the living room to light a fire and boil water, Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni looked at her with an approving look and smiled, that look was like saying: "A good Peugeot little girl, she will definitely be able to fall into a good mother-in-law's house in the future." ”

And Miao Jinlong just took his puffy and swollen eyelids, covered the upper part of the eyeballs, and walked over the girl's face and a few sensitive positions, after that, he turned his face and glanced at Zhou Ping opposite while exhaling a long sullen breath from his chest.

"When are you going to do it?" he went straight to the point, as if he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, he just wanted to get to an end to it as soon as possible. At the same time, the reason why he spoke in such a condescending tone was because he felt that he was the master of the Fang here, and he had this level of superiority when dealing with ordinary members of the Fang.

And Zhou Ping just smiled, he didn't even bother to look at him, "I do things in a measured way," he still said softly and slowly, "What's more, the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian is not a general, it's not what you want, you can get him." ”

Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni sneered, although she didn't speak, Zhou Ping felt that she said a lot, and what she said was also very mean.

"Well, even if you make a lot of sense. Miao Jinlong still looked at him domineeringly in the tone of Lord Fang, "Then I want to listen, how did you do it, and what method do you plan to use to deal with this person named Nanjian?"

His tone made Zhou Ping very uncomfortable, so as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ping looked at him with a very disgusted expression, and asked him coldly, "Are you discussing things with me, or ordering me, or reprimanding me." ”

There was an embarrassing state of eye confrontation on the field, and Miao Jinlong seemed to want to teach this seemingly unruly subordinate a good lesson as a leader, but he felt strong resistance and anger from Zhou Ping's calm and cold expression.

At this time, the first cup of hot tea has been brewed. The lady who made the tea did not care what they quarreled about, but she only paid attention to her own hand, washed the teacup, poured the fragrant hot tea into the vermilion ceramic teacup, and then carefully placed each teacup filled with hot tea in front of every guest and host with an elegant small square bamboo saucer.

After that, she returned to the round table and watched the progress of each tea drinker, who, if their cup was dry, she would gracefully walk over and fill them with hot tea in time.

Seeing that there was an impasse in the atmosphere between the two, the Tokoyama demon woman Zuo Chunni smiled, and on her old face, the smile made her wrinkled face, which looked like the skin on a crocodile's legs, squirming strangely in motion, with a sensational sense. But no matter what, it's still a smile!

"Alas, shopkeeper Zhou. She said, "After all, Master Miao Fang is your Fang Master, and it is reasonable for him to ask about the progress of Fang Zhong's work, so why lose his temper, after all, this is not good for anyone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Ping frowned, raised his face that was still angry, but nodded at Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni, thinking that her words were not unreasonable, after all, it was not good for anyone if the two fell out.

"Then the two masters, what do you want me to do?" Zhou Ping held up the bamboo saucer under the teacup with his left hand, brought the middle of the tea to his chest, pinched the edge of the teacup with his right hand, brought it to his mouth, and blew the still hot tea in the teacup with his head back and forth. At this time, although he did not look at the two of them, his ears were straight and he listened carefully.

After that, he tried, shallowly, snorting and taking a few sips of hot tea, and finally put the cup back on the coffee table on the right side of his chair because it was too hot.

"What we mean is very simple!" Miao Jinlong said heartily, "I know that you have always had a good relationship with the deputy gang of the beggar gang, Zhu Juntao, and now he was injured by the poisonous crossbow arrow of Zhuge Ping, the righteous brother of Liu Junshan, the spear king in Matou City; ”

Speaking of this, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and then continued: "Presumably, the poison on his body has been cured at this time, so we thought that you might as well visit his condition, and at this time, the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian must also be present." Take advantage of this opportunity to invite him out for a meal under the pretense of admiration for him, and the two of us will be prepared first, and while you are entertaining him at the restaurant, we will make a surprise attack, and we will surely succeed!"