His mere status as an inspector did not make him fearful. After all, he was not under the control of the imperial court. However, the other party was a well-versed person.
And based on Zhou Wen's brief experience of subduing casual cultivators several times, including those in the late stages of foundation building, he had to pay attention to them.
"I have already shown my sincerity. Is Mr. Zhou a little greedy?"
Shen An smiled sarcastically.
Zhou Wen's face was indifferent. When he heard these words, the corners of his mouth curled up, then he raised his chin and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Forgive me for being poor."
Shen An's face was expressionless. He had struggled all the way to get where he is today. The world of spiritual practice is not just about fighting and killing, but there are also people and worldly things in it.
Thinking of this, his eyes became sharper and he spoke in a sincere tone.
"Although I am the deacon in charge of the sect's Lingshi Mine in Dingli Mountain, to put it harshly, I am just a gatekeeper. I don't have much authority and I don't have much say."
He slightly emphasized his tone:
"I can't make the decision on many things."
Zhou Wen smiled.
"The dog doesn't mind the family's poverty. It's okay. Everyone is not busy. We can talk slowly."
His words made Shen An, who had been holding back very well just now, almost lose his composure.
Doesn't the dog think the family is poor? Are you just scolding yourself for being worse than a dog?
In the end, Shen An and Zhou Wen discussed for a moment and gave up a little benefit, which was also the bottom line.
Zhou Wen accepted it as soon as he could, settled the matter, put away the contract with the spirit pattern, and then said goodbye and left.
After leaving the house, the maid led him out. As he walked, he glanced around.
So rich, Zhou Wen sighed, and suddenly thought of his house in the capital. He could only comfort himself. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. It is small, but also very cute.
ah? The flowers in that flower bed were actually supported by spiritual stones.
Zhou Wen was a little curious, so he pulled his body further and saw a gorgeously dressed lady squatting there shoveling the soil, with a maid beside him also helping.
This is Shen An's daughter. He recalled the information about Shen An and found that she didn't look like her at all. The girl in front of him had a pretty face. Shen An, well, it wasn't very easy to comment on.
He glanced twice, then withdrew his gaze and continued to follow the maid out.
There was a carriage parked at the door of Shen's mansion. Zhou Wen got into the carriage and pulled down the curtain.
The carriage was driven by a bearer and drove slowly down the street.
Zhou Wen took out a piece of animal skin from his storage bag, and then wrote on it with a pointing pen.
After a while, he hummed softly and put away the animal skin.
Looking outside, I heard a burst of noisy discussion.
"Is it Shen Yun who was riding a horse on the street just now?"
"It must be. Apart from him, who else would dare to ride a horse in the street, bump into people and then drive away."
"I just pity old man Yang, who has no relatives, no children, and is blind. He learned to paint to support himself, but the result is..."
"Yes, that old man Yang, he is good at painting, and he is also kind-hearted. He often helps some street beggars."
"…………"
Zhou Wen listened to the crowd talking on the street, with an indifferent expression on his face and a flash of light in his eyes.
…
In the evening, Lin Jie and the others walked along the street and returned to the inn.
Ning Yuan sighed while walking.
"The pillars of this Yuli Theater really have a unique charm."
"Senior Brother Ning, you are too vulgar," Lin Jie slandered. Although the woman was good-looking, she was too young and a little immature in all aspects, which made him not feel amazed. On the contrary, the opera was indeed very elegant and he liked it very much. .
Lin Jie didn't know much about opera, but the unique performance style and superb skills deeply moved him.
Sure enough, only art can impress me. While he was thinking about it, he exchanged words with Ning Yuan.
"Xiao He just showed his sharp horns."
"Junior brother Lin likes someone older?"
“Senior Brother Ning, be careful of getting caught.…”
"…………"
Zhao Guangming ignored the two people talking to each other. He was a person who liked to bury his thoughts deep in his heart.
"Old Zhao, don't you have anything to say?"
Lin Jie brought the topic to Zhao Guangming. He believed that a team must have communication and feelings to have combat effectiveness.
Lao Zhao is always so depressed. Does he want to become a wild horse in the team? Lin Jie would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.
Facing the looks from the two men, Lao Zhao pondered for a moment.
"It's really moist."
ah? Lin Jie and Ning Yuan were both surprised when they heard this. Just as they were about to say something, Lao Zhao followed up.
"I mean the throat."
Lin Jie coughed and nodded.
"Haha, I thought so too."
Ning Yuan was speechless. He slowed down a beat, and now he was the only one left without self-certification. He took out a few fruits from his pocket and handed them to Lin Jie and Zhao Guangming respectively to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Lin Jie took the fruit and took a look at it, feeling a little familiar.
Senior brother, you?
The three of them returned to the inn and went back to their rooms. They relaxed for a while in the afternoon. Lin Jie was now in a happy mood.
He washed up, sat on the bed with his upper body naked, and yawned.
No, I have indulged a lot today. How can I continue to indulge? I have to practice hard.
He thought in his mind and began to understand the swordsmanship while running his spiritual power to dredge his whole body.
Doing two things at once, Lin Jie felt warm all over his body, very warm, very comfortable and very peaceful.
in sleep
Lin Jie came to the red world with the blood filter again, and this time he was standing directly on the top of the mountain.
Strangely, the nine-tailed tiger-body and human-faced monster that appeared in the sky disappeared, and he clearly realized that he was in a dream.
Lin Jie woke up again, just when he realized that it was a dream.
The monster is gone, and the body is no longer red and hot. He was thinking about the differences from the last dream. Could it be some kind of warning and inspiration?
Lin Jie took out the animal skin from his storage bag to point to the pen.
"Xinhuo: When you sign a contract with the animal skin, you will dream..."
He described the scene in his dream and waited quietly for a reply.
"Qianli: Xu Huohuo, is there something wrong with you? You are asking this so late at night, I have already fallen asleep."
"Xinhuo: Go to bed so early? Get up and go back to sleep."
Lin Jie replied, given his character, he would not say that, but his current vest is Xu Huohuo, and it is normal for him to get angry occasionally.
"Witch: Why are you asking these? If you have experienced it, you should have guessed that this is a necessary part of signing a contract."
"Xinhuo: I dreamed of that world again today, but it's different..."
Lin Jie wrote down the scene he just dreamed of together with his conjecture.
"Qianli: Isn't it normal to occasionally dream about the scenes you have seen? Besides, that monster is quite scary."
"Witch: Oh, you coward."
"Qianli:???"
Test, why are only these two people online? Lin Jie was speechless, he had no hope for Qianli and the demon girl.
In his mind, Bai Ye seemed to know a lot, and Qing Shen also had some abilities. If it were the two of them, they should have some useful ideas.
