Noisy voices sounded outside, Zuo Lengchan's gloomy face finally relaxed a little, it seems that all the factions have already arrived, now it's up to you Dongfang Bubai to escape.

Tragically, he didn't know that the factions of the Five Sacred Mountains were all entangled in different things at this time, and they couldn't escape at all.

The noisy sound was getting closer and closer, a large group of people flooded into the quiet inn instantly, Zuo Lengchan glanced over, his opened mouth froze, and the words he was about to utter were held back in his throat.

A large group of people were all dressed plainly, some were carrying loads full of green vegetables, some were half bare with arms holding a butcher knife in their hands, some were even more straightforward, holding a chicken coop , the chicken inside is squeaking, some are carrying a hoe, and it is not difficult to guess from the mud on it that they have just finished their work in the field. On the far left, there are a few young girls with their heads next to each other whispering What, from time to time pointing with white fingers, next to them, a child with round eyes, staring at them without blinking...

What is this scenario?

Even the scheming Zuo Lengchan also began to feel uneasy, the speed of the fight slowed down, seeing a group of people dressed as peasants looking straight at you, he began to wonder if he was juggling.

"Hey, these people in the martial arts are full and have nothing to do, so they start fighting again."

"That's right, last time a martial artist who was about to die passed out at my door. Seeing that he was pitiful, I hired a doctor. In the end, he just ate and drank for free at my house for three days before leaving!"

"Er Niu, you will be promising in the future, don't be like these martial arts people who fight every day and cause trouble, you are not serious!"

People began to look for undamaged chairs on their own, and sat on them. Several people started pointing and chatting together, and those without chairs sat on the ground. He taught young people earnestly and earnestly, without any intention of leaving, and took them as a negative teaching material for educating children! !

The fight failed, Zuo Lengchan stopped, his face turned red, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Amitabha" Master Fangzheng picked up the beads and meditated.

Dongfang Bubai glared at Mo Jin fiercely, and at a glance, he knew it was the kid's bad idea.

Seeing that the fight had subsided, an elderly-looking old man patted the ashes off his body after eating the last melon seed, stood up and walked tremblingly to Zuo Lengchan, and said with a very hurt expression, "Look, you Look, what has been done to this house? Life is not easy for us farmers, and it is even more difficult for this businessman to do business. Seeing how you can be a father at this age, why are you still reckless and fighting desperately? It doesn’t matter if you die, But who should pay for this loss?"

Zuo Lengchan almost lost his breath.

The old man turned around, looked up and down at Master Fangzheng for a long time, and then slowly said, "You are an elderly monk, why don't you stay in the temple to eat fast and chant Buddha, why do you come out to harm us? I still go to the temple every year Pay homage, give money for incense, alas~" The last sound was quite resentful.

The old man shook his head, turned around and walked back in disappointment, sighing sadly, "These days, the martial arts are in decline, and they will only bully us ordinary people."

"Yes, what Mr. Zhang said is correct. They have their own martial arts people, fighting and killing all day long, and shouting to eliminate harm for the people, but which of the burning, killing and looting was not done by your martial arts people?"

"My good family was ruined by a few fighting martial arts people. Fortunately, they all walked like wind, and ran away without a word of apology!"

"That is, our people live their own lives in peace and contentment. They are all restless. It doesn't matter if they fight in the martial arts. They always come to harm us. You said last time I sat in a teahouse and had a cup of tea and wanted to enjoy it. Suddenly A man jumped out of the window with a yell like a lunatic, and my heart almost didn't jump out, so who can I ask for compensation for the fine sandalwood window?"

People chattered in unison, and the more they talked, the more excited they got up, they all stood up and started spitting around Zuo Lengchan and others, even the respected and respected Master Fangzheng.Of course, Dongfang Invincible was excluded by them intentionally or unintentionally for some reason.

"This man is either rich or noble. He looks like a noble person at first glance, so everyone asked him to judge us!" A high-pitched female voice sounded, and everyone shut their mouths and looked over, looking at the lazy cat half lying on the chair.

"Yes, let this nobleman judge for us!" Everyone shouted angrily.

No matter how angry Zuo Lengchan was, he still couldn't really take action against the people. If he did, it would be implemented. Moreover, the court's attitude has been lukewarm recently. If it arouses public anger, it will give the court an excuse to suppress martial arts.

The initiative was instantly in Mo Jin's hands.

Yawning gracefully, Mo Jin got up unhurriedly, holding the small and exquisite abacus in her hand, and scanned the surroundings, without stopping at anyone, as if no matter what happened, it would not affect him at all. , the movement is elegant and not sloppy, the slender fingers moved the abacus, and said coldly and without warmth, "Since we want to uphold justice, let's pay back the seven thousand 230 taels of gold first."

!!!

In less than 10 minutes of fighting, the price went from [-] to [-]. Is this still fair?This is blatant exploitation!

The disciple of Songshan looked at his master with tears in his eyes, whether he wanted to be a vegetarian or not was entirely up to the master.

"Seven thousand 230 taels of gold can buy hundreds of inns like this. Are you robbing?" Zuo Lengchan gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression wishing he could swallow the person in front of him.

Mo Jin's face was expressionless, and her eyes didn't change at all. "It's true that you can buy hundreds of ordinary inns, but the key point is that this was built by the Mo family."

The noisy crowd fell silent for a moment, Dongfang Bubai frowned, and looked over with eyes that had been ignoring him all along.

The Mo family has businesses all over the country and penetrates into various industries. Not only in Jiangnan, but almost all over the country, it is far ahead, and it is a giant in various industries.Holds the lifeline of the country's economy in one hand.

Even the imperial court did not dare to take action against the Mohists lightly, because what was taken down was a Mohisthism, but what was destroyed was a country's economy.

Moreover, no one knows where the Mo family lives.

Hundreds of years ago, like a sleeping dragon slowly waking up, Mohism spread all over the country overnight, and it became a household name, with accommodation, restaurants, teahouses, rice shops, brothels, clothing shops, jewelry shops... as long as it is named There are almost all the shadows of the Mohists in the number industry, and it has climbed to the top of the list in just one year.

No one knows where this suddenly appeared family came from, just watched them create miracles one after another for hundreds of years, until now, no one knows where this ancient family lives.

It is said that the Mo family has been passed down from generation to generation, and each generation becomes stronger and stronger. They wear deep-sea dragon skins and eat deep-sea cleansing pearls.It is said that the Mo family lives above the deep sea, where it is like a fairyland, without special guidance, they will get lost in the sea, and no one will find them.So people called him Tianshui.

Heavenly ink painter!

What is a mere seven thousand gold in the eyes of the richest man in the country, the Mo family?

Hearing the word Mohism again, and seeing the reaction of the crowd, Zuo Lengchan finally realized belatedly that the ruined inn was black and white, and the people in the imperial court had heard of the Tianshui Mohists!

The author has something to say:

While everyone is watching, can you also leave a few words for Ni Nian?

The electricity was cut off for a whole day today, so there is no code word.depressed,.

Hee hee, thank you Yangyang, thank you only for Dongfang.Thank you for the flowers blooming like cherishing each other.

Your support made Ni Nian feel a little enthusiasm.

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