As the sect leader of the local sect Hanying Sect, Yang Kai has been very busy these days.

The two departments of the Art of War were stationed to guard the border, and the people of Tianying City were uneasy. Many people had already planned to desert and go south. The city, which was not big in the first place, had lost many functions in vain.

The burden fell on Han Yingzong, a local snake. On the one hand, he had to persuade the fleeing people to return, and at the same time, he had to organize the outer disciples to start taking over and help ensure the smooth flow of goods to the restaurants. He really wanted to grow three heads and six arms.

Of course, Yang Kai does not need to do these small things himself, but as the leader of a sect, it is annoying enough to ask him to review and report things to him.

For example, right now, in the lobby of Han Ying Sect, the bosses of Tianying City Restaurant and Pharmacy are coming in and out, all trying to get a deal from Yang Kai, so that they can feel more at ease under the protection of this group of officers and soldiers.

"Sir, Master, if this war really breaks out, the Hanying Sect will have to help our people!"

Yang Kai's ears have become calluses these days, and he can only frown and sigh:

"Recently, we have only led troops to suppress beasts. West Asia has not raised any troops yet. Don't scare yourself. Next one!"

The acting shopkeeper of the largest medicine store in Tianying City in front of him responded in a low voice, obviously not believing Yang Kai's words.

But Yang Kai didn't have time to talk to him any more. If every shopkeeper who came to him was like this, wouldn't it be the end of the world?

"Next, today you guys...oh, is it you?"

Standing in front of Yang Kai is Bu Qianqian, who is currently in charge of Yihong Building.

After there were rumors of an upcoming war, there were not many merchants in Tianying City, so the Yihong Building naturally became deserted, and it began to make ends meet.

It is said that Bu Qianqian was in charge of Yihong Building on his behalf, just because the Yihong Building was supposed to be taken over by Gu Hanyang, a disciple of the Hanying Sect who was appointed by the Holy Emperor. Unexpectedly, this kid accidentally killed someone in Tianying City and asked the Department of National Law to take charge of it.

There was no news after he left for West Asia.

Yang Kai's teeth felt a little itchy when he thought of this evil disciple who had heard nothing from him.

His grandma said that the power behind her was so great, that she could help me with this and that. Now my building has been built, the girl has bought it, and the library has been opened. What next?

Damn it, Gu Hanyang disappeared all of a sudden?

Yang Kai was quite annoyed, but with the war on the border, strangers falling from the sky, and other emergencies, he couldn't think about it for a while.

Moreover, since new strangers have been assigned to his Hanying Sect, although there are not many of them, they all have spiritual roots and are diligent in practicing. In addition, with the library opened, their progress can be said to be rapid.

From this perspective, what Gu Hanyang arranged for him was not without benefit.

The one who stood in front of Yang Kai and reported was none other than Bu Qianqian. She walked up to Yang Kai with gentle steps and whispered softly.

"We have guests at Yihong Mansion? Are they all strangers?"

Yang Kai didn't want to hide it and blurted out in surprise.

Bu Qianqian nodded: "Although the wing rooms in the building were not spacious at first, they are still fully booked by the troops who have arrived recently. Except for the wing rooms on the top floor, which may be expensive, the other floors are basically reserved.

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Yang Kai's frown suddenly relaxed a lot: "That's good, finally cash has been deposited into the account. Since there are many people, you can let the girls queue less. After all, the business will be successful, so why not make it more popular?

Let this bunch of stragglers fight over each other and pick flowers and smell honey, you know?"

Bu Qianqian smiled brightly, looked at the sect leader with a mustache, lowered his head slightly and said, "Yes, sect leader."

She raised her eyes and looked at Yang Kai again: "The Nu family originally thought that the young master named Gu under the sect of your sect was quite insightful, but they never thought that the sect master was very handy in running the Yihong Building. He is really a smart person who knows all kinds of ways to make a living.

, it’s so admirable.”

Han Ying Sect is not a pure place for cultivating immortality and seeking enlightenment. During this period, Yang Kai naturally had a lot of chats with the steward of Yihong Tower.

As the head of a sect, Yang Kai is so strangely proficient in the art of opening a brothel. It has long been a consensus that there is no way to hide it.

"Oh, make money."

Yang Kai was not annoyed, and just sighed: "Go to Shang Xiaoyun and ask him to bring more inner disciples to guard the building. If the group of stragglers provokes trouble, just send them to the Law Department immediately."

Bu Qianqian nodded, walked out of the lobby, walked out of the inner door, and headed towards Yihong Building.

It's almost the coldest time of winter.

The cold in winter is definitely not the chilly feeling of snowflakes floating on the body. The coldest thing is the wind, which pricks people's faces like knives and needles. Compared with cold, it is more like a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Bu Qianqian was wearing a thick robe from an inner disciple of the Hanying Sect. The snowflake pattern embroidered on it provided comfortable warmth in the cold wind as usual.

The closer she walked towards Yihong Building, the more she heard the noise and bustle of people in Yihong Building.

Bu Qianqian sighed and stepped into the main hall. Many foreign soldiers were already drinking and having fun here. Looking carefully at the table, they basically only had three taels of peanuts and a few cups of grain and wine.

Right now, Yiren probably doesn't have much money and won't be able to enjoy much romance.

On the stage in the center of the main hall, a girl wearing a light blue gauze dress and a bright hairpin on her head was sitting quietly in front of a piano, holding the strings quietly and elegantly and singing:

"When will the wind and moon be tonight?

Zhu Yan exhausts all the cardamom words.

Suddenly I heard that the beautiful woman made a mistake by clicking her fingers.

The frost is falling, the plum blossoms are red, and I am timidly lovesick.

The wind disrupts the parasol trees and the rain disrupts the strings,

Cooking tea and brewing snow, dream and clouds.

May I ask the tourists where to lean?

Get drunk among the flowers and look forward to the coming year."

This is supposed to be a clear song that invites people to sit down and listen quietly, but the strangers are cheering and applauding.

Naturally, Tang Xiaobei and his friends will not be absent from the wine table.

"How about it? There are little songs to listen to and there are flower girls. Isn't this more fun than sitting in an inn and browsing forums?"

She leaned on the chair with her legs crossed in a rough and crazy sitting posture that was very inconsistent with her appearance. Several big men in the same team next to her looked at the girl from Yihonglou who was coming and going, their eyes almost popped out.

"No, brother, then, when can I start playing? It's not fun just to watch!"

Such vulgar words immediately resonated. Tang Xiaobei rolled his eyes at the person who spoke: "How much money do you have in the bag? Have you prepared the potion? I asked you to buy a whetstone from the knife sharpener in the city. Have you bought it?"

?If you want to be rewarded for your battle achievements, you have to wait until the battlefield is over. Now you'd better give me a penny and spend it in half. One more day of grinding will increase your chance of winning!"

The addict curled his lips, grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth: "What a chance of winning, this thing doesn't deduct points, you just make money by swiping it, right?"

Tang Xiaobei curled his lips: "You didn't watch it today? You have the top three in combat, but you can get out-of-print stuff. Besides, I heard that killing these monsters is only the first stage. In two days, you will have to fight with the opposite NPC with real swords and guns."

Get up!"

Ren Cai Addict yelled that she had lost her temper. She could only look around. Occasionally, there were a few tables of players who seemed to have fallen. She held a girl with a warm and fragrant soft jade in her arms. There were more tables on the table, which could bring a short period of time.

Buff food and drinks.

The money in his pocket naturally flowed into Yang Kai's small account book.

"Hmph, let's eat and drink until these idiots die!"

Tang Xiaobei rolled his eyes hugely at those hedonistic players, slapped the table and said, "Let's go, let's take you to burn Yihong Tower. With me as the first passer to lead the team, I guarantee that you will pass it in one go."

"Is it okay, boss? If I fail in this book now, I won't be able to catch up with the monsters tomorrow?"

"Just don't drop the chain!"

After Tang Xiaobei finished trying to win over his brother, he turned his head and patted the thin man next to him on the shoulder: "Are you leaving or not? Let's review it!"

Sherlock Hook then looked at her and waved his hand with a smile: "No, brother, you go ahead and I'll shoot some more material and edit the show."

Hearing what he said, Tang Xiaobei shrugged and left the table with a group of people without saying anything, heading straight to the copy of Burning Yihong Tower outside Yihong Tower.

Sherlock Hook looked at their retreating figures and shook his head with a smile.

As expected, everyone has their own way of playing games. Some people rush to the battlefield enthusiastically, some people empty their backpacks and start immersing themselves in the experience, and some people are reluctant to spend money and throw out their dirty hands and are thrown out of Yihong Tower.

And he was sitting at the wine table, stroking his chin and thinking about the girl's lyrics just now, trying to find some basis for it.

"A Yin scholar...how can I be that good?"

Sherlock Hook sighed and was about to stretch when he suddenly felt a fragrant breeze blowing on his face. When he looked up again, a gentle and pleasant woman wearing Han Yingzong's robe but with delicate makeup was sitting there.

around oneself.

It's Bu Qianqian.

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