The afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire Fuyun Mountain. This was also the best time for some monsters to absorb the Japanese essence. If you stand in the distance, you can vaguely see thousands of golden threads separated by the sunlight, falling into Fuyun Mountain. It is really beautiful. This is one of the ten scenic spots of Daxuan, known as "Floating Clouds and Falling Rainbow".
Lu Sangen, who was holding a pair of antlers, yawned and looked at the so-called "floating clouds and falling rainbows". In his eyes, this scene was far less exciting than the noodles being cooked. After all, the man who had been guarding Fuyunfang for ten years had long been tired of seeing such scenes.
The amazement in your eyes is just the daily life of others.
Lu Sangen stretched out and looked up at the huge square gate. The three words "Fuyunfang" with iron paintings and silver hooks on it were flashing with white light. This was Yuehua's upcoming recruitment and also symbolized the floating clouds. Fangjiang officially entered the night market.
The mother-in-law at home was about to give birth, and Lu Sangen, who originally only worked the day shift, also began to take over the night shift. Taking a night shift every three days, you can earn an extra eight taels of silver by the end of the month. When the child is born, he will have a small amount of savings, and he can also buy some mild elixir soup to replenish the child's body and make his future easier.
If I had known that I would have to run so hard for life if I opened my spiritual wisdom, I would have been better off just being a wild beast and living my whole life in confusion...
After swallowing a refreshing pill, Lu Sangen cheered up. In order to get this night shift job, I had a fight with a bat demon. I fell to the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood before frightening the other party and agreeing to give me one-third of the share. But I must not Damn it.
At this time, Lu Sangen suddenly felt a weak vibration on the ground. He quickly lay down on the ground and put his ears close to the ground. Sure enough, it seemed that a large group of people were coming towards Fuyunfang.
Lu Sangen quickly climbed up to the observation deck next to the archway, but after just one glance, he almost fell off the observation deck in fright. I saw a team stretching hundreds of meters heading towards Fuyunfang. At a rough glance, it numbered no less than five or six hundred. There was a demonic aura rising above the team, and there were obviously many experts.
"The bandits are attacking?" Lu Sangen was shocked. Fuyunfang was famous, so it would naturally attract people to covet it. This was the first time Lu Sangen had seen a direct attack on a large scale.
Lu Sangen took off the demon-shaking gong on the observation deck and was about to knock it down when his hand that was suddenly raised was caught by someone. Lu Sangen turned around and found that it was his immediate boss, Xiang Dali, captain of the Fuyunfang patrol team.
"Team...Captain, it turns out you are...a spy?"
Xiang Dali frowned: "Fart, what are you thinking about? What kind of spy am I?"
Lu Sangen, with tears and runny nose running down his face, rushed forward and hugged Xiang Dali's thigh: "Captain, I won't beat the gong, and I won't resist. If you want to kill me, just kill me. I just want to protect you because of our many years of friendship." The witch who lives in my house still has a child in her belly..."
Xiang Dali rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to lift Lu Sangen, and pointed at the team: "Open your deer eyes and see clearly, that is the team from Fuyun Mountain Monster Village. The flying golden eagle, and the chubby wild boar , and that... that... are all the owners of the Demon Village!"
Lu Sangen was reminded by Xiang Dali. He rubbed his eyes and looked forward again. He found that they were all faces he knew. He said sarcastically: "The evil spirit was too strong before, so I didn't see clearly..."
Xiang Dali kicked Lu Sangen: "Go and ask them what they are here for!"
Lu Sangen responded quickly and climbed down from the observation deck.
…
The moon was rising, and the long team of monsters walked into Fuyunfang. Lu Sangen diligently opened the way ahead and led them directly to a majestic building complex.
It was a complex of eight large tall buildings connected at the front and rear, with gardens and pavilions in the middle. Outside the main entrance stood two three-legged golden toad statues polished with East China Sea gold crystals. The tall plaque has four big characters written on it: "Falling to the ground makes money", but what really attracts people's attention is that there is a signature next to these four big characters, which reads: "Qingwei Gift."
Qingwei, the great heavenly master of Longhuxuantan of Taoism, is known as Taojun Qingwei.
A figure walked out quickly from the Landing Money Pavilion. It was a thin old man who looked to be in his fifties. The old man walked very fast and kept saying: "Who is it? Who is it? Who is so bold to come to my Luodeshengqian Pavilion to block the door? Let me see how many lives there are..."
The old man walked out of the gate, glanced at the demon village masters standing at the door, and stood with his arms crossed: "Are they the village masters..."
At this time, all the majestic owners of the demon village bowed and smiled in apology, cupped their hands and said, "Shopkeeper He is so polite, look at who we brought here..."
"Huh?" Shopkeeper He's eyes narrowed, "Have you found our little master?"
The owners of the demon village all dispersed, leaving a road in the middle. Shopkeeper He took a quick look and saw Song Shuhang getting off the flatbed tremblingly. He straightened his clothes, clasped his hands, and imitated the etiquette that he had seen before when a Confucian scholar paid homage to his master. , and made a Confucian etiquette: "After learning from Song Shuhang, I heard that my little shopkeeper and his demon pets can be cured here, so I came here to seek medical treatment..."
Shopkeeper He had an impatient look on his face and glanced at the village leaders: "What the hell? Seek medical attention? What do you think I am? You..."
The scar-faced man transformed into a golden eagle demon stood up and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper He, don't worry, look at the car..."
Shopkeeper He then glanced at the flatbed truck again, and his eyes paused on Chen Luo's face: "This is that..."
Suddenly, Shopkeeper He glanced at the little frog with half its head exposed on Chen Luo's chest. His eyes widened. He rushed forward, slapped Song Shuhang away, and took the little frog out of Chen Luo's body with trembling hands. Suddenly let out a scream——
"ah!"
"No one of you is allowed to move. If anyone does, I'll have cramps, peel off the skin, and pickle it..."
Then he shouted into the pavilion——
"Master, something happened to the little master..."
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Song Shuhang sat stiffly in the living room, not daring to move. When he smelled the fragrant tea that was served, he felt that the blood in his body was heating up. This was a feeling he could only feel after three days of hard training. The wood of the chair under me was once seen by a customer. It was the size of a little finger. The customer regarded it as a treasure and hung it close to his body. He said it was a dragon's blood tree watered with dragon's blood. Of course, these are all foreign objects. The thing that made Song Shuhang dare not look sideways the most was the fox girl serving on one side. Song Shuhang has never seen such a beautiful fox girl in all his years of enlightenment. Song Shuhang vaguely felt that the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his own, but she was just a maid randomly ordered by Shopkeeper He.
From the introduction of the crane shopkeeper, Song Shuhang finally understood what kind of immortal he had saved - the human being was the newly promoted earl of Daxuan Dynasty, and the little frog was the sole direct grandson of the owner of this place, Granny Jin Chan.
All the demons escorted along the way left happily. Only he was named to stay. Song Shuhang felt a little uneasy at this moment. At this moment, Shopkeeper He walked into the living room.
Song Shuhang quickly stood up and saluted. Shopkeeper He returned the salute and said, "Sir Song, please sit down for now. My master is treating your nobleman's injuries. If you need anything, just ask Yishi Song. Just treat him as if he has returned to his own home. Don't be polite."
As Shopkeeper He said, he took a few steps forward and whispered: "Based on my understanding of my master, what kind of reward can Song Yishi think about now? The Land of Shengqian Pavilion will definitely not disappoint you..."
"Reward?" Song Shuhang was stunned, subconsciously glanced at the fox girl standing aside, and quickly withdrew his gaze...
