Of course, there are exceptions, such as the protagonist of the story like Ning Caichen, who doesn't need to pinch and calculate in Xuankong's heart. All the storylines are clearly written in the books I read in my life.

Ning Caichen listened to the shopkeeper's words, and he was so angry that he had nothing to say.

"No kidding!" he pulled out the account book that Jibao Zhai had booked for the shop below, but Ning Caichen had forgotten something. The wind and sun, rain and snow on the way, his own body can stand it, but where can the account books on the bookshelf stand it?

At this time, when I took it out, it turned out to be a damp piece of rain, and the numbers recorded had turned into a ball of ink, who could recognize the account by this thing?

Ning Caichen flipped through a few pages of the account book, and couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp, and said secretly: "Oops!"

But fortunately, he has quick wit, and it is not in vain that the boss of Jibao Zhai promoted him to collect the debt. Ning Caichen hugged the account book in his arms, pretended to be indifferent and said to the shopkeeper of the teahouse: "Boss, can I take a look at the stubs in your teahouse?"

He was also afraid of the shopkeeper's disbelief, so he specially added: "This is the new rules for Jibao Zhai to collect accounts!"

It's just that this Ning Caichen is smart, but the shopkeeper of the teahouse is even more cunning, seeing the other party's flickering words and erratic eyes, he was already suspicious in his heart and asked: "Is it a new rule? You can show me the account book first!"

He didn't pay attention to Ning Caichen's defenses, and reached out to snatch the account book from the scholar's arms, Ning Caichen hurriedly blocked the shopkeeper's sight with his hand, and said anxiously: "No, you can't look at it!"

But just such a moment of effort, it was enough for the sharp-eyed shopkeeper to find that the problem was wrong, and he scolded: "What kind of account is this? It's dark and messy, and you Jibaozhai relies on this kind of thing to collect accounts?"

Ning Caichen snatched the account book back, and said helplessly: "The account book is wet, but if I can't receive the account, I have no money to go back."

Princess Ao Ying looked at Ning Caichen, who looked aggrieved, and immediately felt upset for him, but Xuankong reached out and gently held her little hand, and said with a smile: "I won this bet!"

Princess Ao Ying said angrily: "Why is this shopkeeper like this, he obviously owes others but still doesn't admit it." ”

Xuankong sighed: "I don't know what the boss of Jibaozhai thinks, it was a mistake for him to send Ning Caichen, a scholar, to collect the accounts." Ning Caichen shouldn't be so compromised when talking to the boss, if he shows his momentum to override the owner of the teahouse, this account may be able to be received. ”

Princess Ao Ying didn't expect such a thing to exist in the human world, and opened her mouth and said, "Ah, why is this so? When I was in the Dragon Palace, I had also heard of the saying that it was natural to repay debts, why did the mortal world become like this now?"

Xuankong was also silent, he knew that Princess Ao Ying was nurtured by her third brother Ao Bao in the Beihai Dragon Palace, and he thought that the mortal world was really as prosperous and peaceful as the Confucian scripture written by the master.

In fact, this is already good, if you put down the world where Xuankong was in the previous life, it is the uncle who owes the debt, and the one who lends is the uncle. If it weren't for the reversal of black and white and the people's lack of livelihood, Xuankong would not have been able to mix up in his previous life.

Ning Caichen said helplessly: "Boss, you can help." ”

At this time, the shopkeeper of the teahouse came to his majesty, he walked out from behind the counter, and said with a smile: "Young man, since you don't have my account in the account book, it means that I don't owe you any money?

As he spoke, he pushed Ning Caichen out of the door, but the poor scholar was already exhausted from trekking through mountains and rivers all the way, and he stumbled and fell to the ground before he could stand firmly.

Princess Ao Ying stood up and snorted, "This is too unusual!"

Ning Caichen came to the teahouse to collect the accounts, which had already alarmed these tea-drinking people, but it was someone else's business, so they just sat and watched the play. At this time, Princess Ao Ying stood up, and the eyes of these people fell on her.

Although there is a layer of moisture to shield the outside, you can also see that this girl has a snow-white complexion and a beautiful face. He was wearing a jet-black brocade silk robe, revealing a night pearl at the neckline, which was clear and exuding a faint halo.

All the tea guests were shocked by Princess Ao Ying's momentum, and they all stopped drinking tea for a while.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse also scolded himself in his heart: "Why did such an outstanding adult enter his storefront and he didn't even realize it?" His counter was placed at the door of the teahouse, and naturally he couldn't see the scene of Princess Ao Ying transforming from the tornado.

In fact, at that time, a tornado was carrying flying sand and stones, and how could mortals open their eyes in front of such a vicious wind? Therefore, although there were many customers in the teahouse, none of them really knew when this woman appeared in the store.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly ran forward and asked, "Guest officer, what are your orders?"

Xuankong pulled Princess Ao Ying and asked her to sit down, and then said to himself, "What's the matter with that scholar at the door?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse couldn't see Princess Ao Ying's face clearly, and when he heard that he was asked about it, he laughed and said, "Oh, that's a ruffian, who came to me to collect accounts by pretending to be a servant of Jibaozhai." ”

Xuankong didn't care what Jibao Zhai was, nor what Jibao Zhai did, he instructed: "Please invite that scholar over, I have something to say to him." ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse looked at Xuankong who was wearing a Taoist robe, and stammered: "Ah, that scholar?" He also felt strange in his heart, the scholar who came to collect the accounts from Jibao Zhai looked like he was sloppy, how could there be such a big man to invite him?

This world is full of gods and demons, and those who have the courage to walk around in Taoist robes, if they are not cultivators, immortals are also disciples of famous sects, so the shopkeeper is a little shorter in front of Xuankong.

Xuankong glanced at him with a smile: "What, don't you want to?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse said with a smile: "That's a broken house, how can you drink with a big man like you at the same table?" He had to explain something, but Princess Ao Ying was already impatient.

She saw that Ning Caichen was about to walk out of the door after packing up her things, so she hurriedly raised her left hand and grabbed it towards the scholar in the form of a claw. Suddenly, an invisible suction force enveloped Ning Caichen's body, and he was hung upside down out of thin air.

Ning Caichen was suddenly picked up by the mana, and he was so frightened that he hugged the bookshelf and screamed, and he didn't dare to open his eyes until he landed in front of the Xuankong seat.

Xuankong smiled and put Ning Caichen's hands off his eyes, and said with a smile: "How about it, scholar, now your task is not completed, can you be willing to drink a cup of tea with me at the same table?" (To be continued.) )