Chen Mou, who was determined not to divide the stolen goods any more, hid in the West Room of Fangshi, meditated until dawn, finished his morning classes, opened the door and walked out.
On a cold winter day, with smoke rising from the roof, two maids were busy making breakfast in the kitchen.
Xu'er jumped from the wooden stake in the corner of the courtyard in front of the young master, landed lightly, and said a playful greeting: "Greetings to the young master!"
Before the young master could raise his hand, she had already stood up and said with a smile: "If you don't come out of the seclusion, we will have breakfast and go out to play, go shopping and buy things, leaving you alone to guard the empty room."
Holding the young master's arm, he walked toward the main room.
Chen Mou deliberately spoiled her interest and asked: "How many books have you read these days?"
Compared with the ups and downs and exciting experiences in Qianfeng City for a few days, he still likes the life in the city that is full of fireworks, peaceful and peaceful, simple day after day, how good it is.
It's a pity that he is the successor chosen by Qingtong Lao Dao after more than three thousand years, and he is destined not to live an ordinary life.
I can't stop thinking about advancing to Nascent Soul within a hundred years.
My hands are bloody and I have just started.
There are no fights and plots, and the company of beautiful women, these fairy-like days must be cherished even more from now on.
Xu'er was no longer afraid of the young master asking about her studies, and chirped: "I have read a lot. I have read several chapters of "Strange Stories from Eight Continents", "Thirty Years of Adventures in Changzhou", "Strange Stories of Mountains and Seas", etc.
, Young Master, their story-telling skills are not as good as yours. If I am short of pocket money, I will sort out the "Liao Zhai" you talked about before and find a shop to print thousands of copies. I will definitely be able to sell them at a good price... It will take a long time.
I didn’t hear your story. How many more chapters will you tell me today?”
Going around and around, just to listen to the story told by the young master.
Chen Mou promised to talk about it later at leisure, so he went to the main room to sit down, enjoying Xu'er's gentle kneading, and casually asked Xu'er a few questions about her practice.
After breakfast, and after Ying'er and the others finished their housework, the family of four went out to do some shopping in Shantengfang Market.
Chen Mou unconsciously compared Danyangfang with Qianfeng City. The difference between the two was huge. As seen on the streets of Qianfeng City, the foundation-building elixirs were everywhere, monks of all races were mixed, and cultivation was prosperous.
Perhaps when he goes to another city in Cheung Chau in the future, he can compare with Qianfeng City.
After wandering around for more than an hour, Chen Mou walked into the teahouse with the three girls and ordered a pot of tea and some refreshments. Feeling the prying eyes from all over the teahouse hall, he followed Ning Weizhi's approach and released a few words to build the foundation.
Breathing, all kinds of comments suddenly stopped.
In Danyangfang, the foundation-building monks are already rare masters, but in Qianfeng City, they are nothing.
Unless he is a "child of a rich and powerful family" with a profound background like him, he is very impressive when he can support everyone.
"Chen Mou...Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for a while."
Someone in the far corner stood up to say hello.
Chen Mou chuckled and held his hands in his hands: "Master Zhong, when did you come to Fangshi? Stay safe!"
Let Xu'er take Ying'er and Han'er with Dr. Cha to the window seat. He walked towards Zhong Jin, whom he hadn't seen for several years. He greeted the former blacksmith master as if there was no one else around, and also greeted Zhong Jin's senior brother Fang Que.
, I have met him a long time ago, but we have no friendship.
"The younger generation is awesome, your cultivation level has already surpassed mine."
"Where, where, it's far away from you. It's better to meet by chance. I'll be a host at noon, and we'll have wine at the Fairy's Residence. What do you two think?"
Chen Mou was still grateful to Master Zhong, and he thought of Master Zhong's kindness to him.
Zhong Jin laughed and felt that he was very proud. Chen Mou was no longer what he used to be. Whether it was cultivation or status, he was no longer the young apprentice he was back then. He agreed immediately and said: "I was talking to my senior brother about going to find you.
I had to have a drink with you when I came to Fangshi, but I didn’t expect that you brought it to my door without thinking about it.”
Fang Que answered with a smile: "How can one meal be enough? There are comings and goings. Zhong Jin, it is inconvenient for you to go out in the sect. As a senior brother, I can do it for you. Next time I invite Brother Chen back, I will definitely get a reward."
face."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. I'll be here whenever you call, haha."
The three of them drank a pot of tea while chatting and laughing, then got up and walked out.
Chen Mou told Xu'er and asked her to take Ying'er and Han'er to go shopping or go home. It was not appropriate to take them with her to a social banquet.
He knew that Xu'er was very courageous and often brought Ying'er and Han'er to the market.
I heard that she even had a fight with a street gangster. With the endless talismans on Xuer's body and the amulets given to her by the two swordsmen, they taught her swordsmanship and spells. They fought back and forth, and finally the two street gangsters
The son was arrested by the patrol monks and punished.
Since that time, street gangsters in the city no longer provoke Xuer who is shopping.
It took more than an hour to treat guests at noon. He said goodbye to Zhong Jin and Fang Que. Chen Mou was walking on Fangshi Street when he suddenly received a summons from Senior Brother Cui. When he arrived at Cui Mansion, well, it turned out that Senior Brother Gu Zong showed up. He was busy
Salute and greet.
"Hey, that's not right, Chen Mou, how can you have evil spirits?"
Gu Zong originally grinned and returned the gift, but his expression suddenly became suspicious. He carefully looked up and down at his proud little junior brother, and said: "You have murderous intentions hidden in your heart. What have you experienced?"
Logically speaking, Chen Mou lives deep in the city and has not experienced bloodshed, so it is impossible for him to be contaminated by this.
Cui Xiao watched for a long time. He could see the faint evil aura on his junior brother's body, but he couldn't see the murderous intention deep in his heart.
Chen Mou admired him greatly in his heart. He was worthy of Senior Brother Gu. He could even see the blood on his hands, and said: "I dare not hide this from the two senior brothers. In recent days, when I am practicing, I occasionally feel agitated and have a surge of energy and blood.
It’s hard to fall into silence.”
He had to find a suitable excuse.
Gu Zong frowned and said, "Perhaps it's because your cultivation level has advanced too quickly and your mood is unstable."
Evil spirits and illusory murderous intentions may also reflect the state of mind.
During the course of practice, you will encounter various problems, whether explicit or implicit. If you can discover and solve the problems, you will make progress in practice. Unsolved problems will accumulate and become difficulties and bottlenecks in the future.
Cui Xiao thought about the suggestion: "How about returning to the sect to practice?"
Chen Mou said with a smile: "A journey of a hundred miles is half a mile, and the closer it is to the end, the more you must persist in completing the journey and not give up halfway. I can resolve the troubles in my mind."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Gu Zong agreed and asked: "You haven't missed your usual morning and evening homework of chanting sutras, have you?"
Seeing Junior Brother Chen say "No", he explained: "Taoist Kung Fu is somewhat special. As the cultivation level gets deeper, it must be chanted and blessed in accordance with the scriptures. Over time, it will have unexpected effects. I will send a message to Senior Brother Zi Jian Fengzhuang later. , please ask him to send disciples to come here."
There are specializations in the art, and the teaching of scriptures by Zi Jianfeng must be based on the disciple's skills, qualifications, character, etc.
This is the truth that sutras should not be passed down lightly.
The three of them talked for more than half an hour. After receiving the summons, Gu Zong got up and left. He had a restless temper and had many things to do. Taking the time to see Chen Mou this time was a sign of appreciation for Chen Mou. Very satisfied with the performance over the year.
It was agreed that tomorrow morning, he would meet with the Buddhist monks sent by Zi Jianfeng at Senior Brother Cui’s house.
Chen Mou went back to meditate until night, entered the guest room in Qianfeng City, calculated that the time was almost up, opened the door, put away the ghost on the door frame, and nodded slightly to Hua Chaoyue and Shen Xing who were waiting outside.
"Walk!"
He returned to his unsmiling, cold and arrogant appearance.
Shen Xing followed the young master and sent a message: "The auction of Baicaofang Shop will be held on the top floor of 'Breeze Pavilion' in the city. My subordinates have obtained the notice to enter the auction house and found out that at least fifteen companies are participating, which is quite interesting." The most competitive ones are the Ling family and the Chi family of the barbarians. The starting price of Baicaofang is 300,000 spirit stones, and the outside world predicts that the transaction price will be 800,000 spirit stones..."
Report all the news he has learned in the past two days to the young master.
He accompanied the young master to Qianfeng Mountain, and witnessed the debate and confrontation between the young master and the fourth-level elders of the Hundred Tribes United Cultivation Branch. He was fearless and won the gambling battle single-handedly. Although he was a mountain bandit cultivator in the past, he always obeyed the strong. .
The young master arranged for him to be responsible for the external intelligence of Taisu Mountain and entrusted the sect with important tasks. How could he dare to neglect him in the slightest?
It also means competing with Shangguan for promotion and Hua Chaoyue, secretly competing for superiority.
After listening to it, Chen Mou gave a "very good" evaluation.
The group of people came to Breeze Pavilion, Shen Xing stepped forward to show the post, and the three of them were respectfully invited to go upstairs.
After climbing to the top floor, Chen Mou glanced around with his nostrils and immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Why is he here?"
"I heard that he won two million spiritual stones from the Wei family. Now he is in big trouble."
"Brothers, we have to discuss a countermeasure."
"Yeah, you can't mess up your position."
Faced with the sudden appearance of the disruptor, the monks sitting in the hall on the top floor started to murmur noisily, mostly transmitting messages, and sent their men out to send messengers. The Wei family had learned from the past, and they had to negotiate with the family leader. idea.
Hua Chaoyue smiled and extended her hand to invite him, and sat the young master down in the empty seat next to him.
She greeted the monk whom she had met once before, and pretended to be familiar with him regardless of whether others paid attention to him or not.
More than a quarter of an hour later, the auction officially began.
The old man on the stage preached a few general rules, introduced the location and advantages of Baicaofang shop, and said: "The starting price of Baicaofang is 300,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 10,000. Please bid."
"Three hundred and one thousand."
Some people raised their hands and offered suggestions, but they all paid attention to the man sitting alone, who was the target of public criticism.
Not long after, the price rose to 400,000.
Chen Mou raised his hand and said: "One million and two hundred thousand."
The whole room was quiet.
Here we go again, I heard it was the same last time, it’s great if you have money, can you still have fun?
Some people want to scold their mother for raising the price to the sky all of a sudden. That shop is not worth it at all. You will lose a lot of money when you buy it. You are sick in your head.
The young master and the strong barbarian man sitting in the middle of the hall were smiling on the outside, but in fact they disliked each other. Because of the appearance of the disruptor, they felt the same hatred and the two exchanged glances with each other.
"One million, two hundred and one million."
The strong barbarian man raised his hand, bared his teeth in provocation, and looked at the young Taoist priest with his nostrils pointing upward.
Chen Mou stood up and walked away, "You guys have fun."
After lightly typing these three words, he only had 1.2 million in his pocket, and he didn't want even one more penny.
He did it on purpose. Let's see if anyone dares to follow him next time.
Just smash it into your hands, you brainless idiot.
Shen Xing and Hua Chaoyue, who were following behind, almost laughed out loud. The young master never took the ordinary path.
Those who play dirty, those who play hard, there is no trace to be found, you can play however you want.
This is the confidence that you can make the decision yourself.
The strong barbarian man raised his hands and was dumbfounded.
The young man next to him laughed, got up and walked out. Of course he would not be stupid enough to raise a price to take over the order.
Some calculations are so clever that they are caught off guard.
The former shopkeeper of Baicaofang Shop smiled brightly. He made a huge profit from his last sale.