Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

"Brother, this bookstore is so infuriating."

Qian Yan also knew that their behavior was indeed a bit rude.

But after all, this concerns the Master. If he didn’t know it, it would be fine. But now that he knows, how can he just sit back and do nothing?

"Oh, forget it, let's think of another way."

Zhao Fan sighed.

It is normal that the bookstore did not say anything. Although no one knows how powerful the Cao family is, since they dare to say so, it proves that the Cao family should be quite famous in Qingcheng.

They are only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and this place is far away from the sect, so they definitely cannot offend the Cao family.

Qian Yan frowned, looked back at the bookstore behind him, and then his eyes lit up slightly:

"Oh, right, there is more than one bookstore in Qingcheng. We can go to other bookstores and maybe find out who this calligraphy and painting master is."

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he patted Qian Yan on the shoulder:

"What Junior Brother said makes sense, then let's go to other bookstores to have a look."

Qingcheng is very large. It took them about an hour to walk to the other side of Qingcheng, where they found a store that was just as big as the previous one.

The two men walked in and pretended to read the jade slips.

I found out that this bookstore really didn’t have Mr. Calligraphy and Painting’s storybooks.

The two looked at each other and immediately walked towards the counter.

The counter manager saw the three people coming and said with a smile:

"Have you three chosen?"

Qian Yan said, "Master, don't you have Mr. Shuhua's storybook here?"

When the manager heard this, he thought that these two were looking for trouble, but he saw that they looked serious and did not seem to be joking.

But the tone was slightly lighter:

"Mr. Shuhua is unwilling to cooperate with our Ning family, but the books written by other masters in our bookstore are also very good."

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Zhao Fan deliberately said puzzled:

"I heard that Mr. Shuhua's book is very popular. If I can cooperate with you, won't I be able to earn more?"

When the manager heard this, he sighed:

"Maybe my Ning family has offended Mr. Shuhua in some way."

Qian Yan said with some disapproval at this time:

"The Ning family has a high reputation in Qingcheng, but the Cao family is a bit bullying."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the manager, and then a kind smile appeared on his face:

"You are too kind, but...from what you said, do you think you have any grudge with the Cao family?"

The Ning family and the Cao family have had a long-standing grudge in Qingcheng, and many frictions have occurred.

The enemy of the Cao family must be a friend of the Ning family.

The person in charge could naturally see that the two people must have been brought here on purpose.

I didn't expect that he is so successful at such a young age.

Finding them is the right person.

"To be honest, we are both outer disciples of the Shangyang Sect. Although the calligraphy and painting master did not state this clearly in the storybook, as a disciple of the Shangyang Sect, we cannot sit idly by after seeing this. The elders of the sect are generous, but we cannot allow these people to slander the elders' reputation."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fan felt a little angry.

The manager didn't expect that the two of them were actually arguing about this.

I was a little surprised at the moment. I didn't expect that these two people were actually disciples of Shangyang Sect.

His tone became softer. Although they were outer disciples, everyone knew that the entry requirement of Shangyang Sect was three spiritual roots. Even if they were only disciples with three spiritual roots, in other sects, that was considered good qualifications.

"Are you two Taoist friends planning to cause trouble for that calligraphy and painting master?"

Qian Yan shook his head: "Yes and no."

Zhao Fan added:

"We just don't want this gentleman to make up stories and affect the reputation of our Shangyang Sect. Although he used homophones, anyone with a discerning eye can still see the difference."

As for the embarrassment, they really didn't know what to do for a moment.

A lot of thoughts flashed through the manager's mind, and then he suddenly and warmly invited the three people into the private room.

"How about the three Taoist friends come inside and discuss in detail?"

After saying this, he deliberately glanced at Xuan Ling who didn't say a word.

He couldn't see through the cultivation level of this female cultivator, and felt a little apprehensive.

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It is obvious at first glance that these two people are not murderers. They are at the Foundation Establishment stage and must have come from outside for training.

Judging from the way they are dressed, they should have some background.

Even if they find the calligraphy and painting master, I don't think he will be beaten to death. At most he will make things difficult for him.

"Three Taoist friends, please have some tea."

The head chef personally poured tea for the three people with a smile on his face.

Zhao Fan and Qian Yan suddenly felt something was strange.

The two of them didn't say anything at the moment, but just looked at the person in charge, wanting to hear what he wanted to say.

"I think you two Taoist friends just want Mr. Calligraphy and Painting to stop writing nonsense. How about we cooperate?"

The Ning family had approached the calligraphy and painting master many times, wanting to cooperate with him.

However, the other party was unwilling.

Now that these two people have appeared, perhaps there will be a turning point.

Afterwards, Zhao Fan and Qian Yan looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing the boss's plan.

Should we say that there is no business without fraud?

I always feel that this plan is a bit damaging, but it really doesn't mean much loss to the two of them.

You can also get the calligraphy and painting master's address and personal information.

"Junior brother, this may not be a good idea."

The two walked out of the bookstore. Zhao Fan scratched his head, thinking that this idea seemed a bit too much.

"Anyway, we just want to warn him, we're not going to kill him."

Although what he wrote was indeed a bit excessive, since no one was actually named, they couldn't go too far.

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"Is this the street?"

The Ning family specially sent someone to show them the residence of the calligraphy and painting master.

Zhao Fan took Qian Yan and Xuan Ling over there and stood at the door.

The people from the Ning family left quickly.

There was a ban outside the house, so the two knocked on the door.

This street is located in the north of Qingcheng. The geographical location is quite good and most of the buildings nearby are relatively elegant.

Zhao Fan and Qian Yan could also feel that there seemed to be a very strong formation protecting them nearby.

'knock knock'

After knocking on the door, it opened from the inside after a while.

A girl about twelve or thirteen years old poked her head out:

"Who are you looking for?"

When he saw the three people, he looked alert and did not open the door immediately.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Shuhua here?"

When the little girl heard this, her expression softened a lot and she said:

"Wait."

After saying that, he closed the door and jumped inside.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the door opened.

A beautiful woman wearing a turquoise dress and with her hair casually tied up appeared at the door.

But she did not step out of the room. The whole house was shrouded in a formation. As long as she did not go out, there would be no danger.

"I wonder what the three Taoist friends are looking for me for?"

The sound is pleasant and sounds exceptionally nice.

However, Zhao Fan frowned:

"Are you a painter?"

When the woman heard this, she frowned. Is this another person who judges people by their appearance?

The two men realized that the woman was only in the late stage of Qi Refining Stage, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But I didn't expect that the calligraphy and painting master was actually a woman.

If they had just flipped through the storybook a little more, they would have been able to tell from the text that it was written by a woman.

After all, some plots cannot be written by men.

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qian Yan took out a storybook, threw it in front of her, and asked in a cold voice:

"Is this the book you wrote?"