In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

"Switch to Zhuque Hall?!" The woman exclaimed, and Jia Wenju quickly covered her mouth.

"Why did I find you, a stupid bitch?"

Jia Wenju glanced around with a vigilant face and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was around.

He deeply suspected that his stupid son had inherited his mother's brain.

Like an invertebrate creature, words come out directly without going through the brain.

"I said, this is a last resort." Jia Wenju returned to his bedroom and considered the feasibility of this road.

"Once we really fall out with Baihutang, we won't say whether our business can be saved."

"You have to find a way to save your life first."

"But Baihutang has always been very good, at least much better than those who are officials."

The woman was still a little hesitant, thinking that the matter could be solved with money.

"Use your brain and think about it, what does Baihutang do?"

"They are a gang. Does the gang understand?"

Only then did the woman recall the identity of Baihutang.

"You guys wait for me at home. I'll find a way to get in touch with Suzaku Hall first."

Jia Wenju took out a sandalwood box filled with various gold and silver jewelry.

"Don't talk to anyone about this."

Completely opposite to the Jia family's frantic state, Chen Heng was now squinting comfortably.

He never thought that his words could frighten the Jia family so much, and now he is still enjoying Baihua's back.

Well, this is one of the characteristics of Qingyun Tower, the jade feet step on the back.

The girls here rarely walk, so the soles of their feet are particularly delicate, with no calluses at all.

Especially Baihua, her skills are quite good.

This is so comfortable.

"Put a little more effort."

"Master Chen, I, I really tried my best."

Baihua was panting and dripping with sweat.

Her feet hurt now, and stepping on Chen Heng's back was exactly like stepping on a steel plate.

Her feet will probably be bruised for a while.

"That's it, you won't stop until I tell you to stop."

"Yes..."

......

Chen Heng enjoyed it all night and tortured Baihua all night.

Baihua has been in the industry for three years, and this is the first time she stepped on her back and got blisters on her feet.

Feeling refreshed, Chen Heng stretched his muscles and left Qingyun Tower.

He was preparing to break through Tongxuan today, and Xiao He should have already started decoction at this point.

As for breakfast, Chen Heng had no plans to eat it at Qingyun Tower.

Yesterday I spent the whole night with someone for free, so it would be inappropriate to do it again today.

Once a week is about the same frequency.

He randomly found a breakfast stall, spent three taels of silver to cover all the breakfast in the stall, and Chen Heng started his feast.

If you eat too much meat, it’s good to have a carbohydrate meal once in a while.

In the shocked eyes of the boss, Chen Heng ate all the food he had prepared to sell all morning.

"The boss is very good at his craftsmanship." After wiping his mouth, Chen Heng stood up and was about to get on the carriage and go home.

"Sir, please wait!" Seeing that Chen Heng was leaving, the boss quickly found a dozen copper coins and handed them over.

"So many things for only two taels of silver?" Chen Heng took the copper coin and turned to look at Sang Xilin.

"Brother, you were born in a wealthy family. Of course, the food for these people at the lowest level is cheap."

"His store is quite expensive, but the one in Heiyou Alley is cheaper."

"It's just not very clean."

Chen Heng shook his head and put away the dozen copper coins.

It seems to be the same no matter which world you are in.

Some people are intoxicated, while others are hungry.

But what does all this have to do with him? He is not a saint.

There is only one thing Chen Heng needs to do, just work hard to become stronger.

"Don't go home now, take me to the entrance of the hall."

When he was practicing Baji Quan, he made too much noise, so he wouldn't harm his small courtyard.

Baihutang’s martial arts hall is a good choice.

But as soon as Chen Heng walked into the White Tiger Hall, big trouble came his way.

"Hey, you guys are very diligent today." Qi Longhu stopped practicing Heartbreaking Claws and turned to look at Chen Heng.

"We came just in time. Goulongjian has found out that the dens of the Wutong Divine Sect do exist."

"Today we will solve those troubles."

Qi Longhu put on his coat and pulled Chen Heng to go outside.

"Huh?" Qi Longhu moved his nose and looked at Chen Heng beside him with some surprise.

"Did your kid go to Goulan Street to play yesterday?"

"The smell of powder on my body is quite strong."

"I thought you were the kind of martial arts lunatic who only knows how to practice martial arts, but it turns out you also know how to relax."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and just tell me where the den is?"

Chen Heng sighed, why couldn't he just stop for a day?

"Remember the Great Ci'an Temple from before?" Qi Longhu took out the map from his bag and pointed at a huge red circle.

"The Great Ci'an Temple is one of the dens of the Wutong Divine Sect."

"They pretend to be ordinary monks, but behind the scenes they do disgusting things."

"Living sacrifice."

"That is to say, people are used as sacrifices in exchange for gifts from the Wutong God."

Chen Heng was shocked when he heard this.

Fortunately, Jing Fan and Tian'er have never been to Daci'an Temple since Xu Lang's incident.

"You must be careful, those lunatics are using their methods..."

"Stop!" Chen Heng directly stopped Qi Longhu from continuing.

"Now you just need to tell me where to go, who to kill, and how much to kill."

"Whether they are strong or not has nothing to do with me. They are not my opponents anyway."

"Young man is quite confident." Qi Longhu chuckled, but became serious the next moment.

"Destroy the Daci'an Temple and leave no chickens or dogs behind."

"Anyone who is panting will be killed, and I have to shake the eggs to loosen their yellow color."

"Those monsters have too many tricks, and they even use the bodies of animals to resurrect themselves."

"Be sure to remember."

"Understood." Chen Heng nodded.

"Then together?" Qi Longhu asked as he picked up a pair of iron gloves lying on the ground.

"No, I have to go home first. I don't have a knife."

Chen Heng shook his head.

He originally wanted to come to Baihu Hall to complete today's homework. Who would have thought that trouble would come so quickly.

After getting on the carriage, Chen Heng returned home.

Picking up the black sword, Chen Heng was about to walk outside, but he ran into Jing Fan and Tian'er.

"Where are you going?" Chen Heng gently touched Tian'er's little head, scaring her so much that she hid behind Jing Fan.

"Master, I will take Tian'er to Daci'an Temple today."

"The abbot of Daci'an Temple helped us last time, so we have to return the favor."

Jing Fan replied softly.

"Don't go. Da Ci'an Temple has been occupied by the Wutong Divine Sect demons, and I am about to destroy them."

Chen Heng said directly.

"Ah?" Jing Fan was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief.

"I understand, Master, please pay more attention to your safety." However, Jing Fan's surprise did not last long, he nodded and returned to the hospital with Tian'er.

Although Jing Fan is a weak woman, she also knows how powerful the Wutong Divine Sect is.

Da Ci'an Temple was occupied by them, and it is estimated that not a single person is left alive.

"It's a pity that the abbot of Da Ci'an Temple is pretty good." Jing Fan sighed with regret.

Chen Heng glanced at Jing Fan's back and got into the carriage with the black sword in hand.