Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 172 Reconciliation Order

Heavy snowfall in cold winter, Qingfeng Ridge.

Mo Fu held a bowl full of Linggu wine in both hands, with a rare serious look on his face, and said: "I wish you to kill Hou Chulian and the former Hou Longyuan. I will have you as my brother for the rest of my life, so do it!"

Chen Mou retracted the wine bowl he stretched out, and shouted dissatisfied: "I have told you many times that I did not kill Hou Chulian, and I don't have that big ability. Hou Chulian just disappeared and his body is not seen alive or dead. Brother Mo, please don't harm your brother. I will succeed." No?"

He skillfully did not deny the killing of Hou Longyuan.

Mo Fu rolled his eyes with disdain and said, "I will treat it as if you killed him. What does passing Yuanying have to do with me?"

He stood up, held the bowl of wine, chased it outside the table, touched it, and drank it all in one gulp.

"It feels so good! Transparent! Comfortable!"

Mo Fu knocked on the table, and two streams of wine flew out of the wine jar, filling the two empty wine bowls.

"This second bowl is for you to find new spiritual plant books and secret techniques. Brother, I understand them. Don't be pretentious. Drink!"

The two wine bowls collided again, and they drank again.

Chen Mou saw that the dark-skinned Ling Zhifu was rosy after drinking, and saw that he was pouring wine without stopping. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to pour wine and said: "It's rare to have some free time today. Drink slowly. I just want to find you." Let’s talk about some new ideas.”

"Oh, did you remember any novel spiritual planting secrets in that secret book again?"

Mo Fu suddenly forgot about the third bowl of wine he wanted to thank.

Chen Mou smiled and said: "It has nothing to do with the secret book, it's just an idea that happened by chance. Don't you think the scope of the current spiritual plant pollination technique you are trying is still too narrow? For example, you can try spiritual rice and corn, or spiritual rice and bamboo flowers. Pollination, etc. If the pollen of the two is similar, the chance of success may be greater. These are some nonsense ideas of a layman like me, so you can just listen to them."

He remembered that there were news reports about Bamboo Rice in his previous life, but he didn't know the details.

Mo Fu seemed to have been struck by lightning in the middle of winter. He froze in his seat without moving for a long time. He was shocked and inspired by these wild ideas.

I thought that the spiritual plant pollination technique was almost coming to an end.

The next step is to slowly gain experience and make small progress.

Little did he know that it was just the beginning, and there were infinite possibilities ahead, but he was narrow-minded.

Ashamed, ashamed.

Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books.

"Brother Mou, thank you. I'll have more drinks with you next time. I've had enough fun today. I'm going to see Brother Cai to think about the new idea you just proposed. Haha, you are really my lucky star. Let's go."

Mo Fu couldn't stay any longer, so he dived into the wind and snow and flew west.

Xu'er walked into the main room carrying several plates of freshly cut cooked food and said, "Why did Master Mo just leave before the food was served?"

"Don't worry about him. You go get the bowls and chopsticks. Let's drink, eat meat and enjoy the snow. We'll have half a day's leisure."

"Okay, sir, you really have ink."

A master and a servant, sitting across from each other, talking, laughing and drinking.

The days of cultivating immortals are so casual, leisurely, and unpretentious.

To solve the troubles some time ago, Chen Mou came and went to Taisu Mountain without having to work so hard.

Two new restaurants have been added, and Hua Chaoyue, Shangguan Sheng, Shen Xing, and Lian Han have to worry about it, such as recruiting chefs, formulating special dishes, and renovating the restaurant. Things are complicated and complicated. It will take three months before we can open for business.

The spiritual rice in the spiritual field has entered the flowering stage. Walking on the field road, the fragrance is fragrant.

Zhang Shi, who took over the Shangguan promotion, had a rough and fierce appearance and was very down-to-earth in his work. He came from the foot of the mountain in the east.

"Report to the Mountain Master, Elder Chi Di brought people to visit, saying that he has something important to discuss with the Mountain Master."

Chen Mou looked at Bi Yan beside him in surprise. Elder Chi Di always came to Taisu Mountain to find Bi Yan.

This was the first time that he was seriously looking for him as the mountain master.Bi Yan glanced at the mountain gate and whispered: "Chidi brought a third-level demon cultivator with a hidden head and tail. His aura is sinister, which is not a good idea. Lao Chi should be a middleman."

Chen Mou nodded, knowing what was going on, and the three of them flew down the mountain gate.

Chidi smiled apologetically and said, "I was asked by my friend to make this trip and you guys can talk among yourselves."

He first expressed his position with words, and it had nothing to do with him how he talked.

The third-level demon cultivator, wearing a black robe and a cloak, cupped his hands and said, "I have met Master Chen. I have been ordered by the Lord to bring a letter to Master Chen. Everything that the Lord wants to discuss is contained in the letter. "

A plain white envelope appeared in the furry hand, and the envelope was slowly sent to Chen Mou inside the mountain gate.

Bi Yan reached out to take it, scanned it carefully, opened the wax seal, and checked the silk letter paper inside to confirm that it was not poisoned, and then handed the envelope to the young master.

Chen Mou opened the letter and glanced at it, slightly surprised.

It turned out to be a letter of reconciliation sent by the mysterious killer organization Green Bamboo Pavilion, stating that it would not accept any assassination missions against Taisu Mountain in the future. At the signature at the end of the letter, there was a faint green flame painted like a mysterious character.

He handed the letter to Bi Yan, who was watching intently beside him.

Bi Yan glanced at it and said through the message: "It's the reconciliation order from the leader of Green Bamboo Pavilion, Green Hellfire. He has a really good nose and can smell the smell. He is worried about repeating the same mistake as Zhanji Pavilion. The reconciliation order from Green Bamboo Pavilion is just Regarding the big forces in various continents, if you accept it, you and Green Bamboo Pavilion will be able to live in peace in the future. There was a similar reconciliation order in the previous Zhanji Pavilion."

Chen Mou folded the letter and said to the third-level demon cultivator: "Please reply, the past grudges between Taisu Mountain and you will be wiped out. From now on, peace is the most important thing."

There is no one who can frighten the famous killer organization into issuing a peace order and actively suing for peace.

Chen Mou silently warned in his heart that he could not do anything outrageous again.

Has attracted the attention of interested people.

The third-level demon cultivator took out another huge envelope and offered it with both hands: "This is the Lord's apology, please accept it."

Bi Yan reached out and took the envelope into his hand. He opened it and saw a huge stack of spirit stone tickets.

Using millions of spiritual stones to express my apology, that Zhuyeqing's death was in vain.

Chen Mou said a few polite words, accepted the meeting gift, and watched the third-level demon cultivator leave accompanied by Elder Chi Di. He sighed in his heart, no wonder everyone wants to have power. Like him now, it is easy to make money.

This was unimaginable before.

Bi Yan flew with Chen Mou to the foot of the southern mountain and said with a smile: "Young Master has achieved great success, I am very happy to congratulate you."

Chen Mou smiled and said humbly: "False fame is like a floating cloud to me, so I don't need it."

He was telling the truth. If he really had the backing of a capable big family, this false reputation would have nothing to bear. Only he knew in his heart that there was nothing behind him, but he did it cleverly, making it difficult for people to understand. Virtual reality.

Bi Yan laughed loudly, and just as he was about to speak, the look on his face suddenly changed, and his feet stopped flying unconsciously.

Chen Mou stopped, looked at Bi Yan with an ugly face in surprise, and asked, "Is there any trouble?"

Bi Yan closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I may have to leave for a while. The problem of blood alienation in my body has caused my blood to surge vaguely, and my mind is restless. I have to find a quiet place to feel suppressed. Go down and calm down your Qi and blood, otherwise it will be a great sin to suddenly go crazy in Taisu Mountain."

He said it in a very normal way. He had encountered it frequently before and had experience in dealing with it.

He had not been ill for a long time and his temper was under control, so he almost thought his body had recovered.

After hearing this, Chen Mou fell into deep thought and remained silent.

The high priest once made it clear that only he could cure and resolve the bloodline alienation problem in Bi Yan's body. In the past two years, he has still not found a solution.

I hate the Riddler.

……

(End of this chapter)