Xue Mu woke up in a daze, his eyes still couldn't open. He could feel himself lying on the soft couch, the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and the sound of wheels rolling on the mountain road came from his ears, accompanied by the bumps.

It seems to be in the carriage...

The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant: "Master, don't worry too much when you drink some tea."

Xue Mu immediately felt that the voice was ethereal and crisp, and had great potential. Even if he couldn't sing, it would be great to use it as a dubbing CV. Having said that, which dynasty came from? He actually spoke Mandarin, but he seemed to have a little accent from some unknown place, soft and glutinous, and very comfortable.

Another female voice sounded: "By the fool Feng Lieyang, our southern foundation has been damaged by 80%. Don't talk about any major plans now, if you don't think of a solution, the sect will sit and eat the whole country sooner or later. Your uncle is still trapped in the six gates waiting for rescue, and he has to spend a lot of money. How can Master be satisfied?"

This sound is also good, with an indescribable charm, and it sounds tingling...

Xue Mu finally barely opened his eyes, turned his head slightly and saw a young woman sitting cross-legged on the side, gently closing her hair, her eyes were like autumn water, holding a book in her hand. Her side face covered by the gauze was just a glance, which made Xue Mu take a secret breath.

This woman is very beautiful... I saw someone taking a shower before falling into the water. Is it the two of them? It’s such a pity. Neither of them seemed to be wearing clothes at that time, but unfortunately they didn’t see clearly at all!

A girl in white was waving her fist angrily: "Next time I see Feng Lieyang, I will cut his thing with my own hands and send it to be a slaughter!"

"It's not the time to hold the responsibility... If you have the motivation, it's better to help your teacher settle the score."

The girl's fist stopped in the air: "Uh, what's the account?"

"Last month, Baihuayuan in the capital lost 1,320 taels, Yanzhifang in Lingzhou lost 415 taels, Xunfangzhai in Wuzhou made 74 taels... How much did we lose in total last month?"

"..." The girl quietly retreated step by step. Her eyes dripped, and her awkward appearance made Xue Mu unable to help but want to laugh.

"You, really think that just practicing qi can afford a sect? You will have to bear these things sooner or later in the future, what's the use of running?"

"That...haha... by the way, Master, I remember that I haven't done this morning class yet, so I'll go to practice the exercises first..."

"Stop! Go and take the plan for the teacher first!"

Xue Mu finally spoke: "No need to make up for the calculations, the total loss is 1,661 taels."

The girl looked at Xue Mu curiously, blinked her big eyes a few times, and said with a smile: "I brag when I wake up. This is not good, you can wait!" She seemed too lazy to make up for anything, but now Xue Mu directly reported the answer and aroused curiosity, and she ran out in a thump.

Xue Mu still felt pain everywhere in his body. He sat up with some difficulty and bowed to the young woman: "Thank you, Madam, for help..."

Before he could finish his words of thanks, the young woman turned her head suddenly. The original feeling of Qiu Shui Yingying even contained some sorrow disappeared in an instant, becoming fierce and cold, and the divine light bloomed.

Xue Mu only felt that her eyes contained some great power. The qi and blood in her body were disordered, and she couldn't help but spew out another mouthful of blood, and she was shocked.

What's this? Killing people with eyes? Is it so outrageous?

The divine light in the young woman's eyes disappeared and she frowned and said to herself: "Is there really no trace of cultivation? How is it possible?"

Seeing Xue Mu's blood surging, she couldn't speak, she pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Who are you? How could you appear in the air for no reason? What's the strange poison in your body?"

Xue Mu was asked inexplicably: "Where do I have any strange poison?"

"You have more than a thousand toxins in your body, and you also carry a diffuse source of plague. You are simply a plague. Tell me, who are you and what purpose are you?"

Xue Mu stayed for a long time and murmured to himself: "The periodic table of the elements of activity?"

Carrying all kinds of epidemic viruses, many even variability, and there were no ones in ancient times. In addition, various gutter oil, toxic milk powder and various additives raised... Someone once said that modern people are a complete periodic table of chemical elements when they are flattened. In ancient times, they are a moving source of plague. What is that true?

He had no idea how to explain this problem at all. He scratched his head for a long time and was speechless. Finally, he asked back: "Madam, can I solve my problem?"

The young woman almost got angry and laughed: "You are so polite."

Xue Mu said: "Madam, is it because she wants to get a way to create such a plague?"

The young woman's smile was restrained, and her eyes shone again: "You are very smart."

Xue Mu thought that the master and apprentice were indeed not good people, and shook his head and said, "Madam, I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed. I'm in such a situation. You can never copy the second one."

The young woman said lazily: "Since you refuse to say it, then go and die."

As he said that, he raised his hand and was about to take a picture. Xue Mu hurriedly shouted: "As long as I am one, I can already help my wife create a plague!"

The young woman's beautiful eyes flashed, she pondered slightly, and her palm slowly lowered, as if she was thinking about how to use this plague man well.

At this moment, the girl Chan'er rushed in happily: "Master, the plan is here."

Xue Mu was covered in cold sweat, and it was really a thread of life and death. This woman was definitely a demon who killed people without blinking. She was really considering using a snake-scorpion plan like biochemical plague. It was obvious that she saved herself just because of the poison that made her curious and felt that it might be useful. She was definitely not a good intention to save people. Once she felt it was useless, she would not know how to die immediately.

Xue Mu is also a supervisor-level figure. How could he be willing to let his life be held in the hands of others and be used by a woman as a plague tool? While the master and apprentice over there are ignored him for the time being, Xue Mu secretly sought a countermeasure in his heart to find the initiative.

His eyes fell on the calculation chip. In fact, this seemed to be a feasible entry point? Looking at the strange wooden chips in ancient times, he was powerless to complain. Such a simple addition and subtraction method, it would be stupid to know how to mentally abacus. Even if you have to use tools, you can still make a calculation. What the hell is using calculation chips? These women have strong military strength, and it seems that their culture is not very good...

In other words, no matter whether this is a martial arts world or a fantasy world, it is a world of obvious power, which is the so-called martial arts as the most respected? As a modern person, why do you have to compete with them for martial arts and practice endlessly hard work? Isn’t it abandoning your strengths and using your weaknesses to touch the strengths of the natives? Why bother...

From the fact that they calculate profit and loss, they also need to have food, clothing, housing and transportation, and also to develop the sect. They are not the kind of fasting immortals, nor are they the ones who are dedicated to immortality. In this way, modern people still have a lot of room for operation in such a society...

While thinking, the girl Chan'er suddenly exclaimed: "It's really one thousand six hundred and sixty-one taels!"
Chapter completed!