All sects work

Chapter 67 The little face is dark
Only Yan Chu did not express his position at the scene, because the token in his hand was considered to be on loan and had to be returned when the time came. It was easy to hand the thing over, but it could not be returned to him. Who would be happy to leave it to him?
"This..." Steward Dongfang looked around at his outstanding face, "I recognize all the pioneers registered on the first floor. Are you Laguo?"

"My surname is Yan, and he is a sword cultivator." Zhuang Qiqi thought of a person and said in surprise, "It can't be the Sword Sect's sword master Yan Chu, right?!"

Yan Chu pursed his lips and felt as if he heard his rice bowl being thrown to the ground with a clang.

Shi Xuanying's eyes changed, and she didn't pursue his identity for the time being. She immediately returned to the first floor and said, "He found someone selling tokens on the black market, so he bought them and planned to return them. Who knew that he would be recruited directly as soon as he entered the service hall? Jin Chenji, speaking of which, it would be too negligent for you to return to the first floor to do your work, how could you not check your identity carefully?"

Although this statement is a bit confusing, it is true that Gui Feng was negligent in his work.

Steward Dongfang opened his mouth, but was choked back by Zhuang Qiqi: "Jianzi suddenly entered Chenjie inexplicably. You know, he has never entered the secret realm, and has never read the code. If something happens inside, you can You have to think about the Sword Sect..."

Mentioning those killing gods, Manager Dongfang was sweating all over, and his mind was spinning rapidly: "No way! I will use my false identity to make a new token first, and the thing will be returned to Jianzi's hand when I die."

He didn't think that Yan Chu was really kind enough to return the token, but he really had to admit his mistake. Why did something go wrong inside the first floor of Guiyi and let others take advantage of it?
Those sword cultivators are not good at all. If they knew that Gui Yilou had neglected to let the swords that they "held in their mouths for fear of melting and held in their hands for fear of falling" enter the dust... just based on this one thing It was enough to make the entire Sword Sect furious. If they knew that their belongings had been swallowed up on the first floor, they would really come to demolish the building!
However, things must be recycled.

Steward Dongfang guessed that Yan Chen didn't want the matter to be exposed, so he proposed this solution.

"Okay." Yan Chen agreed as expected.

After a few people reached an agreement, Steward Dongfang began to take stock of things.

Eighteen storage bags were hung up in the village, ten of which were filled with this time's harvest.

Of course, not all of them were treasures. She had packed up everything that fell out of the mustard. In the eyes of others, most of those things were garbage.

"Why did you pick this up?" Steward Dongfang pulled out a fishing net. It looked very ordinary and definitely not a treasure.

"It's a good net! Why don't I pick it up?" Zhuang Qiqi expressed puzzlement about this question. She opened the net and showed it to everyone, "It's just a little bit worn, not even a hole."

"What about this one?" Manager Dongfang took out another pile of discarded clam shells.

Zhuang Qiqi was even more confident: "Have you ever seen such a big river clam?"

Although rare, it is indeed just an ordinary river mussel, and it only has the shell.

"The clam shell is so thick. If you polish it well, you can make a lot of things..." Zhuang Qiqi suddenly paused and then said, "Anyway, I am useful!"

The more Shi Xuanying listened, the brighter her eyes became. She looked at Zhuang Qiqi with admiration. He was indeed the financial expert she had spotted at first sight! Look at how well this guy can live his life!
Dongfang Zhentian felt that Zhuang Qiqi's image was shattered to pieces.

The charming and passionate Zhuang Ji is secretly addicted to picking up trash!

The span of this image is so huge, it’s like a red rose turning into a grain of white rice.

"Three hundred low-grade spiritual stones, these... mortal objects, I will pack them up for you and take them away." Manager Dongfang felt that three hundred low-grade spiritual stones were too much, but there were indeed some things in there that could be sold for some money if processed.

Zhuang Qiqi curled his lips, his calculation was too loud: "Three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, even one less spiritual bead will not work."

The onlookers were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. With these rags, how dare she? !

But Dongfang's expression didn't change.

The two of them went back and forth to bargain, but the deal still didn't come to an end.

Zhuang Qiqi demanded that he carefully register even a single hair in the book, and then return it to her in full.

Under normal circumstances, Steward Dongfang would definitely leave these rags to her because he found it troublesome, but at the cusp of the storm, he did not dare to be careless, so he had to call a few servants over. Under the surveillance of Zhuang Qiqi's death gaze, they carefully I took careful inventory all afternoon.

Shi Xuanying put the soul furnace on her lap, supported her head with one hand, and brought the soul sunflower seeds to her mouth with the other hand, watching them take stock of things: "You recycle things like this, is it rigorous?"

I always feel that they work on the first floor in a careless and casual manner, and there are loopholes everywhere that can be exploited.

Dongfang Zhentian nodded: "Yes, Fatty, do you know that no one keeps anything private?"

"We have our own way to tell." Steward Dongfang raised his head and said.

Dongfang Zhentian's eyes flashed slightly: "How to spread the child?"

Manager Dongfang knows her young master very well. She can give him 30% of the things by handing him over: "Anyway, Master Sao, just wait for me to come back and ask you for something."

He then warned: "You guys are just stunned to see us doing things casually, and you think there are loopholes to exploit. The original poster likes to use traps to catch mice. Think about Tiantongmen where you were caught on the black market in the past."

Shi Xuanying was thoughtful.

Steward Dongfang took stock of the things and left them with the voucher before leading them away.

After spending ten days in the dust, they couldn't help but feel exhausted. They left all the trivial matters to Twenty-Three and each chose a room to rest.

Yan Chu lay on the bed and tossed and turned, not feeling sleepy at all.

From the beginning to the end, no one asked him about Jianzi's identity, so his heart was always hanging. He comforted himself that most sword cultivators were very good at fighting, they just couldn't find a Taoist partner, and they were still very popular in team formation.

I don't know how long it took, but just when he was about to fall asleep, the summons on his waist suddenly lit up.

"Senior brother, have you returned to Winter Fairy again?"

Tan Yao's loud voice came out. Because of Jianzi's identity, his summons could allow a few people from the master's sect to locate the approximate location. Xiaonan Lane was behind Winter Fairy, so Tan Yao thought he had gone back there again: "I'll come find you right now! "

Yan Chu suddenly woke up and stood up: "See you at the teahouse on the first floor!"

After saying that, he walked out of the house and arrived at the door of Winter Fairy in an instant. He hurried in and found a private room to sit down.

Not long after, Tan Yao arrived.

"Senior brother!" Tan Yao poked his head from the door with his arms bulging.

"Meow!"

Suddenly a round little kitten's head popped out of Tan Yao's arms. One person and the other cat poked their heads into the door frame.

When he saw Yan Chu, he stuffed the cat's head back and walked in happily. As soon as he got closer, he felt a slight change in Yan Chu's aura. He hesitated and said, "Senior brother, you look like..."

Tan Yao was only in the late stage of foundation building, and Yan Chen deliberately hid, so he couldn't tell the changes in his cultivation. However, he was inseparable in the past. He knew his senior brother too well, so he could notice the difference as soon as they met face to face.

"Yeah. I gave birth to a baby." Yan Chen admitted.

"Seriously?! I haven't heard of any thunder catastrophes recently. Senior brother, you..." Tan Yao was overjoyed at first, and then his face changed slightly, "You didn't sneak into the secret realm, did you?"

Yan Chen felt guilty, and he deliberately avoided the following questions: "You remember that I told you that I fell in love with a woman, right? Thanks to her, I suddenly realized that the birth of a baby did not bring a thunder disaster."

"Seriously?!" Tan Yao said happily, not doubting that he was there, "But I worry about it for nothing! Last time I heard you said you didn't know her, so I asked around and found out that all female cultivators like furry hair. You use this little thing to get acquainted with me. I don’t want to see you for just a few days. The progress is so rapid. It’s worthy of you!”

As he spoke, he took out a little kitten from his arms and stuffed it into Yan Chu's arms: "That's okay, it's very popular with the female cultivator, and it will definitely go a step further!"

Yan Chuan lifted the back of the kitten's neck and looked at it: "Why is its face so dark?"

This kitten is different from others. It has round eyes as blue as the stars. It has milky white fur all over its body. Only its face, ears, four paws and tail are black.

"It looks like this, isn't it cute! This is a foreign kitten from Yaozhou, very rare!" Tan Yao couldn't sit still, so he stood up and said, "Oh, senior brother, you have such a big happy event, I have to go back quickly The sect reports to the master and elders! See you later!"

He didn't even drink a cup of tea and ran away in a hurry.

In the private room, only Yan Chu and the little milk cat were left looking at each other.

The kitten may be able to please the female cultivator, but it cannot please Master Xuanying. Yan Chu expressed his doubts.

After he paid the bill, he walked out of the private room with the cat in his arms, thinking about what to do with the little thing.

"Wow!" The female nun in the lobby lit up when she saw him, "What a cute kitten!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Several female nuns pushed each other and shyly came up to talk to each other: "Sir, can we pet your cat?"

Yan Chu glanced at Mao Mao in surprise: Is Mao Mao really so attractive? !
Several female nuns took advantage of his lowered eyes to glance at him, and several little sisters shook each other's hands excitedly.

"Sorry, I have something else to do." Yan Chu hugged the little cat tightly, nodded apologetically to the female cultivators, and strode out of the Winter Fairy.

arrive home.

He saw Shi Xuanying fishing by the pond in the backyard, paused slightly, turned and walked towards her.

"Meow~"

The kitten meowed tenderly, causing Shi Xuanying to look sideways.

Yan Chuan sat on the bamboo chair next to her and handed the cat to her: "Ahem, this kitten is for you."

Shi Xuanying stared at the kitten and thought to herself: This thing is not a spiritual beast, what can it do? It's so good, there's just one more mouth to eat in the house. What does he mean by giving me this?
Seeing her expressionless face, Yan Chuan explained nervously: "Just...I heard that female cultivators like furry hair."

"Why is your face so dark?" Shi Xuanying didn't object to his shame, she picked up the back of the kitten's neck with her hand, "Can this little thing still dig coal?"

Twenty-three came over with a fruit plate, and when he saw the kitten, he was surprised and said: "Ah, this is a Yaozhou cat, so rare!"

"Huh?" Shi Xuanying brought the cat to her eyes and took a closer look, with a puzzled look on her face, "Is it more expensive to dig coal in Yaozhou?"

Twenty-three put down the fruit plate and said: "I don't know, but it is said that a Yaozhou cat on the market can be sold for two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."

Shi Xuanying's eyes suddenly changed when she looked at it, and she hugged it instead: "I'm just telling you why it looks different."

When Yan Chen heard the price of the kitten, a vein jumped in his forehead: An ordinary cat is so expensive! Tan Yao, this prodigal son!

The windfall he just got was taken away, Shuangya has not redeemed it yet, and he owes his junior brother a sum inexplicably! How hard life is!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Twenty-three trotted out and returned shortly to report: "Sect Master, I heard that the shopkeeper of Fangzhai is visiting."

Shi Xuanying's eyelids twitched, and then she heard Twenty-three say again: "It was said that Lord Jiang Dao and Young Master Dongfang destroyed his store a while ago."