The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 476 It's not good, it's not good, Qianshang cut off their car
Ru Xiaonan squatted on the kitchen floor to clean up the dishes for lunch.

It's rare that Qing Moyan is not free, she has been busy in the study all morning, and she wants to make a meal for him to taste.

The stupid dog was helping her by the side, wagging its tail happily as it ran around.

Ru Xiaonan cleaned the dishes, and placed all the carrots and potatoes on the cutting board.

She paused as she picked up the kitchen knife.

Wait a minute, her sword skills are very poor, do you want to ask Qianshang for help?
She hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up on the decision.

Qianshang's power is too great, and it's hard to guarantee that she won't cook on a cutting board like Qihua did back then.

She had just cut half a potato when suddenly she saw the stupid dog pricked up her ears, turned around and barked and rushed out.

"Stupid dog?" She wiped her hands on her apron and followed.

Stupid Gou rushed straight to the gate, and Ru Xiaonan followed him out.

There were two cars parked in front of the ancient house. Qianshang was dressed in ancient women's attire, with a bamboo hat covering her face, standing gracefully facing the wind. Two very thin sword blades protruded from the sleeves, reflecting the dazzling sunlight.

Ru Xiaonan took a few steps, "Qian Shang, wait a minute..."

Before she could finish speaking, the two cars suddenly made a creaking sound.

Ru Xiaonan froze for a moment, her gaze fell on the car.

I saw that the two cars were split in half from the middle, and the people sitting in the cars were all dumbfounded, and they sat in the car for a long time without any response.

In the end, an elderly man was the first to open the car door, and climbed out of the car with difficulty.

"Excuse me..." The old man had just opened his mouth when the woman standing at the door screamed, turned around and ran into the old house.

"Please... wait a moment..." The old man's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and no one paid attention.

"Father, did we really find the wrong place?" A middle-aged man also climbed out of the car that was split in half.

The old man glanced at Qianshang who was standing against the wind in front of the car, "Do you think this kind of person will appear in ordinary people?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Qianshang with lingering fear, but muttered, "It's just a dark soldier."

The old man snorted, "You try to summon such a dark soldier?"

The middle-aged man suddenly became dumb.

The other people in the car also got out of the car in embarrassment at this time, looking at each other.

The gate of the ancient house is just so open, can they just stand here?
As their patriarchs, no matter where they go, they must be treated politely, how could they be allowed to stand here and enjoy the wind.

"Patriarch, let's go in." Someone suggested.

"If you don't want to die, just go in." The old man said coldly.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Qianshang.

The slender sword seems to be thin, but just now it split the two cars with just one blow.

Such a bad soldier...

Even the strongest onmyoji in their family has never tamed such a Yin soldier.

Considering their heads, they decisively decided to stand here and wait.

At the same time, Ru Xiaonan ran into the yard and went straight to the study.

"Qing Moyan, it's not good, it's not good!"

Qing Moyan turned around from the swivel chair and headed towards the door.

I saw Ru Xiaonan wearing a small apron, running in panting all the way.

"It's not good, it's not good..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Qing Moyan said lightly.

Ru Xiaonan stood in front of him, panting, "Two cars came outside, and there were a lot of people inside...then, then..."

"Oh, they are here." Qing Moyan turned off the laptop on the table casually.

"You, do you know who they are?"

"The head of the Mu family, and Mu Bolun's father." Qing Moyan stood up and walked out, "They called before."

Ru Xiaonan's face suddenly changed color.

"Ruined."

"What's wrong?" Qing Moyan asked.

Ru Xiaonan covered her face with her hands, "Just now, Qianshang chopped up their car, so they have to pay them a lot of money."

"Cut their car?" Qing Moyan's mouth twitched, "Scratched the car?"

"No, it was chopped off."

"What kind of cut?"

"Cut in half."

Qing Moyan fell into silence.

Ru Xiaonan looked at him eagerly, "I don't think Qianshang didn't do it on purpose... Seeing that their cars are not cheap, can you tell them that the compensation is discounted or something..."

Qing Moyan looked at her speechlessly.

This is lack of money and lack of habit.

"It's just the money for two cars, I can still afford it." She raised her hand and flicked her forehead, Qing Moyan went out first.

The Mu clan chief and others were invited into the living room.

Ru Xiaonan came in to pour water in a panic, and almost spilled it on the table several times, which attracted everyone's attention.

"I wonder if this is..." The old man looked at Ru Xiaonan.

Ru Xiaonan immediately showed a harmless smile, "Hi Uncle, I'm Ru Xiaonan."

Because she was raised by her grandfather since she was a child, she has an inexplicable affection for the elderly.

The old man's expression changed, "Could it be that you are that...orphan girl adopted by Ru Yizhou?"

Ru Xiaonan was grinning.

"Where's that old drunk in Ru Yizhou?" the old man asked.

"Grandfather has passed away." Ru Xiaonan briefly explained what happened before.

The head of the Mu family was astonished.

"So it's a pity that you died of illness. It's not easy for you to support this family business by yourself. If you can't do it, let others take care of it."

"It's okay, I can do it, besides, Qing Moyan will help me." Ru Xiaonan looked towards Qing Moyan, her eyes were full of soft light.

The old man saw it clearly, and bowed his head solemnly to Qing Moyan, "What happened last time was purely a misunderstanding. If my grandson knew that Xiaonan is the granddaughter of Ru Yizhou, he would never have become like this."

Qing Moyan was unmoved by the old man's apology, as if it should have been.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man behind the old man couldn't help feeling a little bit aggrieved.

"May I ask Mr. Qing...where are you from?" The old man's eyes shone with shrewdness when he got to the point.

Qing Moyan didn't answer right away, but watched the other party quietly.

While watching seemingly peacefully, the old man felt a strong sense of oppression attacking him.

Some people standing behind him lacked concentration, they all lowered their heads subconsciously, avoiding Qing Moyan's sight.

Even though the old man had great concentration, some cold sweat inevitably appeared on his face after a long time.

But he can only hold on.

Because he is the patriarch of the Mu family, even if he risked his life, he would never lose face in front of his younger generations.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Ru Xiaonan suddenly spoke.

"Oops, I forgot that the kitchen is still boiling!"

Qing Moyan returned her coercive gaze, and urged softly, "Then go quickly."

Ru Xiaonan trotted all the way out of the room.

Mr. Mu secretly let out a long sigh of relief, and those people standing behind him also had their chests heaving violently, secretly startled.

No wonder this man was able to destroy the demon trapping mirror passed down from generation to generation in their family.

Even senior onmyojis like them couldn't suppress this kind of power.

In contrast, they were even more curious about his identity.

"The younger generations come out in large numbers, so I really have to obey the elders." Mr. Mu laughed at himself.

Qing Mo's face was expressionless, "It should be like this."

Facing the angry eyes of everyone opposite, a long scorpion tail protruded from Qing Moyan's shadow, hooked the teapot on the table, and accurately filled his teacup.

Qing Moyan picked up the cup leisurely and took a sip, her expression completely calm.

However, in the eyes of other people at this moment, the scene in front of them is extremely terrifying.

The man who was as indifferent as water exuded a desolate aura, but his shadow was as dark as the abyss of hell, constantly exuding a strong demonic aura.

(End of this chapter)