"Deacon Xuanzong had his arm chopped off in public, and the Zanzong didn't even give an explanation. The purpose of provoking trouble was achieved. Elder Tong has completed his task, so why continue to be tough."
"I see, we went through this trip today just to act together."
"No, it's not just Xuanzong who wants to stir up trouble. Our Thirteenth Division also needs someone who can justifiably attack the Miscellaneous Sect at any time. The handyman disciple named Lin Ansheng made an impassioned speech in public, which invisibly reflected
Our Thirteenth Division is mighty and submissive, and from the moment he left the Discipline Hall safely with Elder Ji’s acquiescence, this control fell into the hands of our Thirteenth Division."
Seeing that his subordinates were frightened, Feng Baihu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't think about it in your mind, we are just doing things, but I want to remind you not to get too involved with people from miscellaneous sects, so as not to suffer unreasonable disasters
.”
The two men subconsciously touched their waists. Feng Baihu saw this and waved his hands indifferently: "A small gift is fine, as long as you don't do anything taboo, in case old accounts are revealed one day and you are involved.
, I can’t protect you either.”
"The adults' teachings will be remembered by the young ones." The two detectives nodded quickly and assured in unison, their eyes full of gratitude "Thank you for the advice, sir."
Feng Baihu smiled, suddenly thought of something, and casually mentioned: "The deaths of those disciples of Xuanzong may not be related to those disciples of Zanzong, but what those disciples of Zanzong said may not be the truth.
We need to check it out carefully. Also, I don’t have any memory of the woman who cut off the arm of Xuanzong’s deacon, so I need to check it out too.”
The two detectives both looked at each other and saw a strange smile in each other's eyes.
It's dinner time again.
When it was time to prepare dinner, even the chef and everyone started discussing it.
At this point, no one in the Zanzong family knows that the chef has a handyman named Lin Ansheng who cannot be slutty, rich or poor, and mighty and unyielding, and would rather die than be humiliated.
The decisive steward.
The counting speed was much slower than usual, and he ordered it twice. It took longer than the time when the small pot dishes were sold out. However, during this period of time, he fully thought about it and made a decision.
If this is really the case, it would be too speechless. This is not arguing with him. This is arguing with one's own pocket and the training resources that are indispensable for martial arts cultivators!
In the dining hall.
Lin Ansheng gestured to the spiritual stone in the wooden box: "I have to go to the accounting room to pay the account, and I have to go to the kitchen to help. I will be busy until the beginning of the day."
Then, he turned around and walked away, much faster than usual.
There are still two quarters of an hour before proofing, and there are not many people in the dining hall. Shi Yurou and Qin Qianqian are indeed there. The two women are sitting side by side against the wall. I don’t know if they have eaten yet, but the table is clean anyway.
clean.
The story of chopping off the arm of Elder Xuanzong in public and killing the Buddha himself has been compiled into countless versions and spread like a plague among the miscellaneous sects.
Such a low-brow look and a soft-spoken look were completely different from the lively and delicate manner in the past. Lin Ansheng's eyes twitched and he responded vaguely: "Then I'll go get busy first."
The steward was away, so as usual, after counting, he handed over the portion that was to be handed over to the sect to the accounting office, and he kept the rest for safekeeping.
He is not narcissistic, but Qin Qianqian's state is very abnormal, so abnormal that even with a little bit of emotional intelligence, he would be 70 or 80% sure.
Sitting down at the square table, he did not immediately count the spiritual stones as usual, but was in a daze in silence. After a cup of tea, he started.
Lin Ansheng looked at Qin Qianqian and saw that the latter's eyes were wandering, he was hesitant to speak, his cheeks were still inexplicably red, and a charming thought came to his mind unconsciously.
Just when Lin Ansheng gave a bunch of reasons in his mind and tried to dispel this idea that seemed absurd to him, Qin Qianqian opened her eyes and said as if she mustered up great courage: "I have something to say to you, here
There are too many people, let’s go outside.”
After entering the back hall, Lin An took a long breath and didn't know what he felt in his heart. Anyway, it was very complicated.
Qin Qianqian lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment, then whispered: "It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you."
"It's okay." Shi Yu Rouyu waved her hand lightly, glanced at Qin Qianqian, and then said to Lin Ansheng: "Qianqian has something to do with you."
Of course, he is not the only one who is famous, but also the manager.
"Let's go over there." Lin Ansheng walked over and took the initiative to explain to the two women: "I have been busy for a long time and haven't bothered to have dinner. Please sit down for a while."
Lin Ansheng's smile was a little forced: "Senior Sister Qin, my work is not finished yet."
Is it because he refused to participate in the inner sect election, which made the chief manager feel very embarrassed, or that Yibuer's prestige was damaged, so he changed his mind and became angry with him?
Qin Qianqian glanced at the empty desktop.
Lin Ansheng felt like he was a giant panda. Whether he was rushing for the small pot dishes or queuing up to buy the big pot dishes, everyone's eyes were on him.
With less than half a stick of incense, all ninety-six small pot dishes were sold out. Looking at the half-wooden boxes of spiritual stones piled up, Lin Ansheng didn't feel the usual joy in his heart, but felt a touch of regret.
There are too many people, so go outside, that is, say in private, this is something very wrong.
Zong Chu's reputation subsequently rose to an unprecedented level.
Until now, he still hasn't figured out why the manager refused.
Lin Ansheng knew the reason very well. He had heard about it when he handed over the strong pills to Xu Le in the afternoon, and his generous words in the Discipline Hall had spread to the outside.
"No, although this woman doesn't dislike her as much as her brother does, but from the bottom of her heart she looks down on a grassroots like herself, even if her impassioned speech in the Discipline Hall today made her change her opinion.
, it’s not like taking a step back and saying that she is at the ninth level of body refining, and she is only at the fifth level of body refining. Only the weak always admire the strong, how can the strong admire the weak? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Lin Ansheng turned around and looked at Shi Yurou and Qin Qianqian who were walking forward quickly. He smiled apologetically and said, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister Qin, you are a step late. The small pot dishes tonight have been sold out."
In just a short time, he became a famous figure in the miscellaneous sect!
Afterwards, when Xu Le finished work, we went to the canteen to have dinner together.
"Lin Ansheng." He put the wooden sign with "Sold Out" on the empty table, picked up the wooden box, and grinned at Xu Le who cast his gaze. Lin Ansheng turned around and walked towards the back hall, and listened.
A shout came from behind.
Xu Le was a little confused after hearing this, and saw Lin Ansheng sitting down at the table next door. Xu Le said hello to the two women and sat across from Lin Ansheng.
Lin Ansheng took a sip of soup and suddenly said: "Fat man, in two years my fiancée will be old enough to have hair."
Xu Le, who had just put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, choked, with a look of disbelief on his face: "You, you have a fiancée?"
After hearing this, Shi Yurou and Qin Qianqian turned their heads and looked at each other with a look of deep surprise in their eyes. Then they heard Lin Ansheng hum: "Yes, we are Xiao Ding's baby relatives, and our childhood sweethearts will grow up together. In two years