After the Master's reinstatement

Yu Yan: "..."

No matter how little Hou Ye does not eat human fireworks, drinks dew and eats flowers, he is also a mortal.

Ordinary people have to eat and drink Lazard.

If it was in the front hall where there were many people and loud noises, the puffing sound was not public at all, and it could definitely be covered up.

However, since there are few people here and it is clean, the sound is particularly outstanding and breathtaking.

The professional attitude of the luthier is not affected at all, and he is still concentrating on the great cause of playing the piano, but Yu Yan can't——

Fart, anyone can do it, the emperor can do it, the beggar can do it, the hero can do it, the monk can do it, what is it?

In fact, if he had endured it at that time and pretended nothing happened, he would have been fine afterwards.

But when he saw the face of the young master who was about to become a fairy at any time was completely frozen, like a layer of frost, his hand stopped in mid-air, and the luminous wine glass he was holding shattered, he was as if bewitched Laugh out loud.

The key point is that it's not a chuckle, a snicker, but a laugh as if someone hit the point of laughter. He originally wanted to comfort the young master, but the smile stuck in his throat, and tears overflowed.

In the mist-covered field of vision, the little Hou Ye covered his heart with one hand, his face was ashen and dead.

Yu Yan went to comfort the other party again, but was slapped away with a palm.

Little Hou Ye was panting heavily, his eyes were red, and he looked like he wanted to fight Yu Yan desperately, but it was a pity that he was really in poor health, and he was so angry that he fell down after standing up and taking a few steps.

Good people, going in vertically and exiting horizontally, no one knows what happened inside.

The only son was seriously ill, and the old Hou Ye who loved his son made a special trip to Buzhou Palace to find out about the situation.

Yu Yan was vague and didn't tell the truth at the time. He felt that he was indeed a bit rude that time, but he also made atonement and kept his mouth shut for the sake of the young master. .

When they met again, he thought he had already written it off and it should have vanished, and he took the initiative to say hello to the young master, but the other party just averted his eyes, deliberately did not look at him, and left surrounded by a large group of servants.

Yu Yan snorted and left just like that, and the two of them haven't spoken to each other since.

It doesn't matter, no matter how powerful Tianji City is, he can't go anywhere without Zhou Gong, so he has no obligation to coax anyone.

In terms of human relationships, Yu Yan generally takes a very open view.

"Palace Master Buzhou and Marquis Tianji must have had a terrible feud, otherwise why would they have disliked each other since they were young?"

"Men turn against each other, if not for power, then for beauty."

"It must be in the Huanxi Tower. The two fought for the peerless beauty, and they have become enemies ever since."

—— For many years, people in the martial arts have thought so.

Tianji City is located on Xiyao Mountain, thousands of miles away from Jinling, especially a sick golden branch and jade leaf like Tianjihou, who will come here with a sick body, naturally not for reminiscing about the old days.

Except for the unspeakable intersection between the two, there is nothing old to talk about at all.

"Do you know that people from 28 sects are here now, and they are all waiting to trouble you."

Of course Yu Yan knew that Shang Yingqiu entertained Zhou Xuan last night with these trash.

In the past, they didn't dare to say anything when they were robbed, but now they let the Wulin League decide, a group of incompetent morons.

Yu Yan didn't answer, Tianjihou sat opposite him and slowly drank tea. He hadn't seen him in ten years, and the other person seemed to be in poor health. His long gray hair was tied in a silver crown, and his aura was otherworldly. One step away.

The man took the hollowed-out carbon ball handed over by the maid, and leaned his back on the soft cushion, his cold voice could not even be covered by the charcoal fire.

"Looking at the past friendship, Ben Hou is willing to give you a chance."

Yu Yan wanted to laugh, but his teeth were still gritted, and he hummed in a neutral way, which was more or less a reaction.

"I want the Eight Desolation Supreme Skill." Hou Tianji held the lid of the tea and slowly turned the tea leaves, "If you agree, I can promise to take you away."

When he saw that it was Tianjihou who was coming, he guessed it.

Outsiders saw that he practiced the Eight Desolation Supreme Kung Fu, and his face was not old, thinking that this kung fu could prolong life and make him immortal.

It is reasonable for Tianjihou, who is physically weak, to want it.

But this technique hides his greatest secret.Yu Yan would rather it disappear, and would never give it to others.

"Master, be careful." Seeing that the master was about to get up, the maid hurried to help him up.Tianjihou said it's okay, and walked forward a few steps slowly.

The exquisite chains that clasp Yu Yan's hands and feet are made of black iron. The few thin chains look fragile, but they are actually extremely strong, and cannot be broken without a sharp weapon.

Tianjihou is tall and tall, and has a faint medicinal smell on his body, but it's not unpleasant at all.

The man leaned over and whispered something in Yu Yan's ear.

Yu Yan's eyes trembled, he remained silent, and finally closed his eyes altogether, which meant that he would get out of here.

Tianjihou: "I will stay here for two days, you should think about what to do."

**

For the 28 doors that came to him, Fang Yuan had put his pressure on the leader more than once.

He is not afraid of trouble, but he is afraid of spending money.

The Buzhou palace disciple escaped from the water prison, anyway, from Hallmaster Fang's point of view, he was still relieved.

Although the face is not good-looking, but the face can be eaten?

At that time, he didn't investigate carefully when arresting people. A small half of them were farmers who were hired by the magic palace to go up the mountain to dig mines and collect medicines. They didn't kill them or let them go. Eating rice and doing nothing, wasting money, and running away is just right.

He privately told his subordinates.

"You go out chasing people to put on a show, and you have to be locked up after you catch them. Do you think the league is rich? If you don't catch them, you will lose face? How much is face worth? If you catch them, you will raise them?"

I really don't know how expensive vegetables, rice, oil and salt are.

After Su Er was cleared, he began to take charge of the accounts of the League. He knew that he was owed money everywhere. Although the mansion was glamorous, but before the rebuilding of the house, the food and clothing of the disciples, the damage of weapons, weddings and weddings... …

In particular, people in the Jianghu have a lot of funeral affairs, and they spend a lot of money to appease Jin, and his boss is a man who does not blink when he demolishes houses.

The repair expenses incurred during this battle with the devil Jinling were also all counted into the alliance, which has long been unable to make ends meet.

Today, Tianjihou visited the Wulin League, willing to exchange 30 gold for the devil.

At that time, he was standing beside the leader and could see clearly.

The servant brought in boxes full of banknotes from Wanfu Bank, which are used in all parts of Kyushu, and money can be withdrawn every twelve hours. Real money.

Hall Master Fang did the calculations, and besides making up for the hole, there is still more than half of the money left.

Even if the treasury is opened, most of the things in it must be returned to the original owner and returned to the 28 doors, and there are very few cheap ones that really fall into place.

Tianjihou has the best spies in the world under his command. He is thousands of miles away, but he knows everything about the situation like the palm of his hand. He said in a leisurely manner, "As for the public speaking, this Marquis will take care of it himself. You don't need to worry about this."

How nice, look at people, even the steps have been thought out for them.

Hall Master Fang winked at the leader, so hard, so hard that his eyes almost fell out of the frame.

A stern wind brushed past his cheek.

With a few bangs, the lids of several treasure chests were closed with a "snap".

In Shang Yingqiu's attitude, there was no room for bargaining.

"This is a martial arts forest, not a market. You have come to the wrong place."

No no no.Looking at the back of Hou Tianji who left in a huff, Fang Yuan cried out in his heart.

They are right, this is the place where relief is needed!

**

Yu Yan still doesn't know anything about the situation outside.

When Shang Yingqiu came over, he was concentrating on reading a book.

When in prison, always have some fun for yourself.

The "Strange Records of Martial Arts" in hand was sent by Hall Master Fang last time, and he can see all the big and small things in the rivers and lakes of Kyushu without going out.

"Master, is this book really that good-looking?"

The Record of Strange Anecdotes of the Martial Arts is very popular, so Shang Yingqiu has naturally heard of it, but he reads the books handed down from all over the world every day, so he doesn't take time to read them.

But this name is often mentioned by disciples at the dinner table, and now I am fascinated by Master, so it must be something extraordinary.

After pouring out the tea, he followed along and read a few pages.

In just a few pages, the eyebrows became more and more clustered.

Yu Yanzheng was looking at the excitement, completely unaware that the crisis was approaching.

The issue he has in hand is especially colorful. It not only announces the story behind the fact that the head of the Lei Ting sect has been infertile for many years but is happy with his son this year, and behind the fight between the Tang sect and the Nanhai sword sect is the sweet and salty dispute over bean curd.

The most interesting thing is that in the finale of the article, the writer also deduces that the birth mother of the young master of Buzhou Palace is most likely the old mother of Yinshan with a spicy and fragrant style of writing and an insightful tone.

The article is also accompanied by a picture. Shang Yingqiu glanced over and glanced at the scene where the monsters and witches were together discussing how to win the Central Plains martial arts.

Shang Yingqiu: "..."

The programmed protagonist doesn't care about it. If there is anything to care about, it's fake anyway.

"Yinshan's old mother is over ninety years old, and when she died last year, I even gave money when she went to do funeral affairs. After all the money, I only met twice. Where did the sympathy come from? It's fortunate that they can write like this."

However, Yu Yan still appreciates the sentence "the day when the deity aspires to the Central Plains is the time to marry you", which has both his momentum and tenderness, and the atmosphere is well set off. It is catchy to read, which is really good Good sentence.

These days, martial arts figures of some status are eager to find a pen to write a memoir, recording their magnificent life for future generations to admire and read.

Yu Yan wanted to ask someone to look for this person before, but unfortunately the pen used an alias, so it was a pity that he couldn't find it.

With a snap, Shang Yingqiu closed the book and put it aside.

"A lot of nonsense, much ado about nothing."

Yu Yan: "...?"

What's the matter, why are you so angry, he hasn't finished watching it yet!

The author has something to say: Godfather: I would rather be punished than expose other people's scandals. Is there anyone more chivalrous and courageous than this deity?

Leader: No, it does not exist, your chivalry makes me and other juniors very ashamed