I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Before leaving, Ju Xia specially led Yang Zhao to another place and gave some instructions.

"Mo Lin has lost his brain these days because of his tentacles. When his tentacles grow fully, his brain will come back. So if he is embarrassing in public, you just pretend that you don't know him."

These words brought a sense of blood and tears, and Yang Zhao suddenly thought of what happened by the pool just now. If this happened again in public, she would hardly dare to think about it.

"His brain grows... grow fast."

The giant shrimp touched his eyestalk with the pliers guiltily.

"It should be pretty fast, the injury is healed, he is still a golden core..."

After saying this, there was no sound, Yang Zhao felt like he was being cheated.

"You should have told me about this situation before signing the contract."

"It's okay, except that his brain is not good now, so everything else is quite suitable."

The eye stalks of the giant shrimp swayed from side to side guiltily, and then became righteous again.

"Mo Lin's cultivation is in the late stage of Jindan, that is, his brain is not working well now, so he is willing to pay you this kind of wages, otherwise, what kind of money is he earning with his cultivation level, he should have sought an opportunity to be promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage right."

It sounded like Yang Zhao had taken advantage of it, but when he thought about the social death he would face at any time in the future, he couldn't tell the end of the deal, whether he took advantage or not.

When Ju Xia sent Yang Zhao out, Mo Lin keenly sensed that the two of them probably didn't speak well of him when they got together, so he aimed sharp eyes at the two of them.

"Get together and speak ill of me."

"how is this possible……"

"It's impossible for a little girl of the human race, but you will definitely say it."

Yang Zhao quietly moved two steps to the side, away from the fighting group.

A group of people walked out under the blessing of noisy voices, and it was a little more lively out of thin air.

But as soon as he left the gate of Lanshengyuan, he saw a group of people blocking the outside.

The leader was a young man wearing a green robe with a dull face. As for why he could be seen as the leader, because the group of people were all standing, and he was the only one sitting on a chair on the street.

This behavior is the only one on the whole street, if he is not physically disabled, then it is obvious that he is the leader of this pedestrian.

He was teasing the little black snake in his hand at first, when he saw Lan Shengyuan walking out of a group of people, he raised his eyes slightly, and just in time saw Yang Zhao who was walking on the outermost edge, with a gentle smile in his bland eyes.

Yang Zhao and the others were not blind. Naturally, when they saw the group of young people, especially when they saw the young man standing up from the chair and walking slowly, they knew that this person was coming for his group.

Ju Xia, as the host of Lansheng Garden, was the first to stand up and greet him.

"Where did you get hurt?"

"I'm here to find a foundation-building monk, Yang Zhao."

The young man stared at Yang Zhao with a pair of indifferent eyes, full of inexplicable colors.

Yang Zhao, who was named in public, was a little puzzled. She sized up the group of people, are you sure?None of them she knew, it was just a bunch of strangers.

"That's me, what can I do for you?"

"Of course I came to apologize to you." The young man tilted his head to the side, and a short middle-aged man was pushed out. He staggered a few steps and knelt down in front of Yang Zhao.

"Just now I heard you said that you would give 50 taels of silver to the middleman for introducing you to a golden core cultivator. When I saw a fortune, I wanted to steal or something. Just now, the yamen servants have found me, and our boss also brought me here to make amends. , Your lord does not count the faults of villains, please forgive me this time."

The man knelt down on the street and howled with snot and tears. His excellent singing and writing performance attracted many people's attention.

Yang Zhao silently moved a few steps to the side, refusing to accept his great gift, for fear of losing his life.

"What's the matter? Everyone has greed for a while, and there is no one who will be condemned by his heart. You should get up quickly."

This was said lightly and without sincerity, because Yang Zhao's full attention was on that young man.

She is not a fool either, she can tell at a glance that this apology is just an excuse to get in touch with her, and the apology itself is not important.

The short middle-aged man didn't listen to what Yang Zhao said, so he glanced back blindly, and saw his shopkeeper waving at him, he immediately got up from the ground, thanking Yang Zhao repeatedly, and He quickly hid at the end of the crowd.

Seeing that the middle-aged man had retreated, Yang Zhao nodded slightly at the young man, and led Mo Lin and the others out tentatively.

She didn't want to talk to the boy first, except that she didn't want to talk to see if she could avoid communicating with them, and the little snake in his hand was a bit scary.

She has never had a good impression of this cold long animal.

"Wait a minute, I hit Miss Yang like old friends at first sight, I want to invite you to have a cup of tea and chat, how about it?"

The young man patted the small head of the black snake, and the black snake crawled along his arm to his shoulder and coiled up.

"No, I'm afraid of snakes, so I can't chat with you."

These words were simple and straightforward, and added a bit of snake attack. The little black snake should understand the words, and raised its upper body to show two cute little fangs at Yang Zhao.

"Hahaha~~A cultivator is afraid of snakes. Besides, my brother is so cute. If you say that about him, he should be angry."

Um, brother?

Yang Zhao subconsciously glanced down at the boy's legs.

"If you have nothing to do, we will have an indefinite date."

She didn't have to tangle with them and wanted to go again.

"I heard that Ms. Yang is the owner of Heizhu Island and wants to do business with you."

Yang Zhao frowned slightly when he heard this, and he showed the sign given by the court with the two yamen servants, and it didn't take long, so I knew it.

"My Heizhu Island grows open-veined leaves. Under the control of the imperial court, there should be nothing to sell to you."

"You didn't sell them, but you can buy my things. Heizhu Island is a big island, and there is always a place to do business with me."

Yang Zhao felt that what he said made sense. After all, whoever bought it didn't buy it?
But I felt something was wrong in my heart. Since no one would buy it, why should I buy it from him?

But it’s okay to buy his, anyway, it costs money, and she is not short of money, she is a little hungry now, and wants to eat a big crispy beetle.

No, Yang Zhao's heart trembled, and he sensed something was wrong.

While trying to control his trembling throat, Yang Zhao didn't let his mouth say anything regretful, while trying to catch his scattered thoughts, he didn't speak for a while.

Mo Lin stood lazily by the side and listened for a long time. Seeing Yang Zhao standing there with a little ignorance in his eyes, he didn't speak for a long time, and laughed.

"You blocked here just to do business by force? Isn't this Yuntian City a rule of the Great Zhou court? When did the strong bully the weak become as popular as our Sea Clan."

He took a few steps forward, stood in front of Yang Zhao, and covered her eyes with one hand.

"The little girl from the human race behind me is only in the foundation building stage. Don't work hard on the little brother on your shoulder. The key is that it didn't work for a long time. It's not shameful."

Yang Zhao's eyes were covered in a daze, and she felt that her confused mind suddenly woke up, and she swallowed back what she was about to say.

No need for others to tell her, she also knew that she had recruited others.

However, this method is somewhat low-level.

The young man pampered the little black snake's head with his hand, causing the little snake to open its mouth and bite him.

"I told you that your cultivation base is not successful, so I told you to work hard, you don't believe me. Look at you, you can't even scare a small foundation building stage, it makes people lose face, let me comfort you, why are you biting me?"

The young man just left Mo Lin there and ignored him, causing Liu Fengzhou and Tata to frown.

In the past two days, the child at home has been sick and has no time to write.