Feng Rugu took off the silver hairpin from the door panel and changed his words according to the simplicity: "It's not Feng Rugu, it's your Feng family brother who is here to see you."

This even poked the hornet's nest, and the sound of layers of springs suddenly sounded throughout the yard, even the ground, walls and tiles, and weeping willows in the yard fluctuated up and down.

The entire courtyard seemed like a giant with life and anger.

Faced with such a strange scene, Feng Rugu was not anxious or impatient, threw away the note and said loudly: "I have something to ask for it this time and brought me a reward."

The shaking stops instantly.

A figure flashed across the beam of the house, his toes were light and he stepped on the tiles silently. He immediately sat on the shadow screen with peonies painted, looking down at Feng Ruju.

Hai Jing first heard Luo Fuchun mention this person, and saw the sloppy words he threw, and then heard the sound of the yard turning around. He knew that this person was a master of Lu Ban's skills, and there was an image in his mind, thinking that he must be a rough and powerful person.

Master Rulun, who is studying the Ministry of Hu Temple in Hanshan Temple, is a monk with a tendon and flesh.

When you see the person's face clearly, all the presumptions in Hai Jing's heart are broken.

The person who came was a pretty and thin Taoist priest with black hair and cloud crown, pale skin, two silver hairpins used to tie his hair, looked a little loose, wearing a dense silver earring with his left ear, holding a thick book about one finger in his left hand, and holding a pen in his right hand.

Jing Sanchai didn't look at the other people, but looked straight at Feng Rugu. When he opened his mouth, he still had a soft voice in his mouth: "Call me to see what the reward is."

Feng Rugu pointed at the four little radish heads behind him.

Jing Sanchai looked at the four of them one by one, and said uninterestedly: "I don't kill the demon cultivator who is not as good as hurting people. The demon pills I dug up can't be sold for a few dollars."

The four little demon cultivators never thought that they had just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's cave, and they were so scared that they fought each other.

Feng Rugu said lazily: "Oh. I didn't say that these four people were rewarded. They were my 'request for something'."

Jing Sanchai put the notebook ink pen, closed it casually, and spread it out: "Give me the reward first."

Feng Rugu: "Why haven't you seen each other for a few months, you're becoming more and more petty."

Jing Sanchai said coldly: "I don't treat others like this."

Feng Rugu said happily: "Three Chai really has me in my heart."

Jing Sanchai was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and asked for compensation.

Feng Rugu spread his palms open with an expression of "no way to deal with you".

...The silver hairpin belongs to Jing Sanchai in her palm.

Jing Sanchai was furious and reached out to snatch it, but Feng Rugu transferred the silver hairpin with one hand, grabbed the wrist with the other, and pulled down the screen wall with the other.

Jing Sanchai almost fell into Feng Rugu's arms and shouted angrily: "Feng Rugu, what are you doing with your face?"

Feng Rugu said shamelessly: "It looks good."

Jing Sanchai: "..."

When Jing Sanchai was so shameless that she couldn't speak, Feng Rugu snatched another sentence: "Brother Jing, you're still angry for your brother."

Jing Sanchai spat on him: "Genggugugugugu, who is the brother to you?"

The two of them pushed and shoved each other, and they went all the way to the inner yard.

Luo Fuchun turned to Hai Jing, who was stunned and stunned: "Look, the relationship between Master and him is really not bad."

Ruyi thought, Yun Zhongjun is really familiar with the world and never follows etiquette. Perhaps in normal times, he also plays with his adoptive father Chang Boning in this way.

Thinking of this, Ruyi held the rosewood in her mouth tighter, but the tip of her tongue tasted some unexplained sour smell.

Several people followed the two people in front of them and sat down.

As we went on, everyone finally understood what the two of them had to do.

...Fengling Yunzhongjun seems to have owed someone else’s debt.

Jing Sanchai opened the thread-packing book and flipped it all the way to more than half of the square: "I won't mention the ones ahead for now, I will return the three Tianshan lotus that I owe me last time."

Feng Rugu took his account book, looked at the words on it, looked at him again, and tickled.

...Not mentioning his temperament, even the font is similar to his master, and there is a sense of cultural feeling of being forced to practice calligraphy in illiteracy.

Feng Rugu closed the account book for him: "Why should you mind these small things?"

Jing Sanchai was furious and poured the wine while cursing: "You think it's a trivial matter, but you're going to pay it back. You saved so many children in the "Life World" back then, and the gifts they gave each year could fill ten "quiet water flowing deep".

Feng Rugu said: "They sent them back, but I don't want them."

Jing Sanchai nodded: "No wonder you saved so many people, but the reputation is still so bad."

Feng Rugu was puzzled: "I don't repay my kindness. It's obviously a superior virtue, so how can I have a bad reputation?"

"You can't even pay back the favors." Jing Sanchai said, "Don't tell me that you don't understand the truth of 'Grievance becomes enemies'."

"I understand the truth." Feng Rugu said, "However, do you do this business?"

Jing Sanchai took a step back: "How to do it?"

Feng Rugu pointed to the four little demon cultivators: "Let them all stay with you, and you can take care of three meals a day."

Jing Sanchai spread his hands: "Reward."

Feng Rugu blinked, "We are all Taoist disciples, and our masters are even more intimate..."

"Shut up." Jing Sanchai shouted, "If you mention that person again, don't think about coming to the door again."

Feng Rugu shut up obediently, drank wine, and a three-point blush appeared on his cheeks, making him look even more beautiful, so he got closer to him, and seemed to be going to say something.

"Beauty is useless." Jing Sanchai saw his intention and ruthlessly exposed it, "I am not your apprentice."

Luo Fuchun: "…"

Feng Rugu finally showed no choice but to do anything, sighed, and handed the silver hairpin to his hands reluctantly.

Jing Sanchai stared at Yinchai for a while, but she was finally deflated and inserted it back, thinking that he would come to the door next time and would definitely shoot him: "Just keep it, just keep it alive."

Feng Rugu: "Well, you'll live."

When the four little demon cultivators heard this, they were shocked, but Ruyi was clear in her heart and knew that the promise was heavy.

In this world where you are proud of killing demons, it is so difficult to raise four descendants of the demons and ensure that they do not die.

Feng Rugu took another sip of wine: "By the way, there is one more thing. These four little demon cultivators are not worried about it. They still have their parents, so they may be..."

He turned his head and asked the little demon cultivators: "When was your parents last time seeing you?"

The leading little demon cultivator whispered: "Every time they come, the sect leader would ask us to stand on a huge rock in the southeast corner of the mountain and ask our parents to take a look at us. The last time we went to the huge rock was one and a half months ago."

Feng Rugu nodded and turned his head back: "Then please wait for a month and a half later in the small town at Wenshi Mountain for a while, stop a group of demon cultivators who look tired and tell them that their children are here, and if they want to take them away, they will take them away; if they think you are safer, they will continue to raise them here."

Jing Sanchai was so angry that she couldn't speak: "...you..."

Feng Rugu pointed to the Yinchai on his head: "By the way, these two things actually count as one thing. I have paid it, you can't care about me anymore."

Jing Sanchai whispered loudly: "Go to die!"

"Sorry, I live for a thousand years."

"The one who has been in a thousand years is the turtle."

"I didn't say it at the beginning, but I'm going to die in the same year and month. So do I be you."

After saying that, the two of them actually clinked their glasses and drank them all, which was a wonderful friendship.

After three rounds of wine, it was getting late.

They took half a day to go and found out that it took another half an hour. It was too late today, so it seemed that they would stay here for a night tonight.

Jing Sanchai originally planned to point to a few wing rooms at will to let them sleep peacefully.

When he noticed Ruyi and Haijing, he was shocked: "Where did the bald donkey come from?"

As one: "…"

Haijing: "…"

Feng Rugu held up the wine glass and smiled drunkenly: "Don't be as good as him. His eyes have never been good. He can only see the person he cares about, that is, me."

"Shut up, one-eyed. I'll do your crystal mirror for you." Jing Sanchai turned to ask Ru Yi, who looked more experienced, "It's okay to live anywhere?"

Like a nod.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Sanchai said strangely: "Muzz?"

Hai Jing thought, no wonder he would be beaten by his master. Then he thought about it, the master and apprentice were actually of the same nature. Just thinking about the scenes they were getting along, he felt a headache.

Ruyi is a lonely person and doesn't care much, just pointing to the "Zhiyu" sign hanging around her waist.

Jing Sanchai left the Taoist sect and walked in the secular world for a long time. She had a broad understanding of what this was. She nodded a little and ignored them. She continued to drink with Feng Rugu, drinking until the moon went up to the west building before she came out.

He casually pushed open the door of a room and found that it was the four little demon cultivators, so he closed the door.

He opened another show and found that Ruyi and Haijing two bald donkeys were sorry, and he closed the door again.

After breaking through the door twice, he found Sang Luojiu and Luo Fuchun in the wing next to Ruyi and Haijing.

Luo Fuchun had just finished bathing, and his upper body was naked, revealing his slender and beautiful honey-colored muscles; while Sang Luojiu, who had washed up early, was looking down and flipping through a book of "Lu Ban Sutra", with water still dripping on his post. When he saw him breaking into the door, he was surprised.

Although Jing Sanchai was familiar with Feng Ruju, he only nodded his two disciples. Whenever he went to "Silent Waters" and talked closely with his master, he would have closed doors and chatted with his master, so Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu felt a little embarrassed.

Luo Fuchun put on his coat and opened his mouth and asked, "But what's wrong with Master?"
To be continued...