Chapter 939 Standing in the team


    Master Gu looked at the man in front of him, whose face was like autumn chrysanthemums blooming and his smile was brighter than the sun, and he couldn''t help but be stunned.


    This is Fan Jin and Fan Diansi?


    He almost didn''t recognize it...


    Mo Hua also smiled and said, "Fan Diansi, long time no see."


    "Long time no see, long time no see." Fan Diansi said happily, then bent down his tall body and reached out to make a call, "Young master, Master Gu, please come inside."


    "Fan Diansi is polite." Mo Hua said with a smile.


    "You''re welcome, you''re welcome."


    Fan Diansi was in front and led Mo Hua and the other two into the inner hall. After sitting down, he called out, "Come."


    The steward came over before.


    Fan Jin said, "Give tea." Then he was afraid that his subordinate would be stupid, so he had no eyes, so he whispered, "Give tea good."


    Zhisi was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Diansi, is it the tea in the top grid? Master Gu came last time..."


    Fan Jin ordered him to shut up with his eyes and whispered, "It''s better."


    The steward said stutteringly: "It seems... nothing better..."


    Fan Jin''s old face turned red and his heart began to get angry again.


    This idiot is really made of a brain.


    If you have such a subordinate, you really can’t make any progress.


    "Above, there is a small box, and there is a jade box in the box..."


    Zhisi nodded and was stunned, "That''s not treasured by the Zhisi..."


    If it weren''t for the distinguished guest, Fan Jin would have wanted to kick him.


    "If you ask you to get it, you can take it. Where can you get so much nonsense?"


    Seeing that Fan Jin seemed to be really angry, the Chief Secretary didn''t dare to talk too much, so he immediately said "yes" and ran down to steal tea.


    Fan Jin sighed, turned his head and looked at Mo Hua''s clear big eyes. He stared at him, and his old face turned red and said with a smirk:


    "In a remote countryside, Zhao''s subordinates are also stupid, which makes the young master laugh."


    "Fan Diansi is humble," Mo Hua said curiously, "But you treat me with the tea from the Zhangsi to let your Zhangsi know, won''t you blame me?"


    "Where is it," Fan Jin smiled, "If the chief officer knew that he could entertain Mr. Mo, it would be too late to be happy."


    How could Fan Jin not know what kind of person the young master is in front of him?


    The genius of the Eight Great Sects, the little monster of the Taixu Sect.


    The last time Fan Jin heard the name of Mo Hua, he had a guess in his heart.


    Later, I tried every possible way to verify it and found that it was indeed true!


    At the Dao Conference, the "Chief of the Formation" was the mid-stage realm of foundation building, and the four sects were surpassed by the eight sects, suppressing thousands of Qianxue sects, and taking the lead.


    Originally, Fan Jin knew nothing about formation and did not pay much attention to the formation conference.


    But there is no way. The leader of the formation in the middle stage of foundation building is too "perverted". He is so perverted that he, the Border Diansi, who is far away in Gushan City and has never cared about formations, has also heard of the name of ink painting.


    Such a person drank the tea from Zhangsi.


    The Zhangsi went out to brag and did not lack topics for three years.


    Not only does he not blame himself, he may also thank him.


    After a while, the tea was served. The tea soup was bright and the fragrance was strong. It was indeed a good tea.


    Mo Hua took a sip and nodded.


    Fan Jin checked his expression and nodded when he saw Mo Hua nodding, and then felt relieved, and at the same time, the smile on his face became even more intense:


    "I wonder what the young master and Master Gu are coming?"


    Mo Hua looked at Master Gu and said, "Master Gu and I went to Gushan. When we came back, we found some traces, like the tomb robbers left behind. I thought this was a bit strange, so I came to Daotingsi and informed Fan Diansi."


    "Tomb robber?" Fan Jin was a little surprised.


    "Fan Diansi hasn''t found such signs before?"


    "No," Fan Jin shook his head, a little puzzled, and muttered in his heart, "The place where Gushan is not shit, why stealing a tomb? I''m afraid there is no brain pit..."


    Of course, he did not dare to neglect the issues Mo Hua said, and immediately promised: "Don''t worry, young master, I will investigate strictly afterwards to prevent any slutty and ill-gotten plots."


    Mo Hua nodded, lowered her head and sipped the tea, feeling the sweet aftertaste of the tea, and the mood was getting better.


    But when he looked up, he noticed that Fan Jin was chewing peonies and poured tea into his mouth. The surface was as normal, but his soul was uneasy and seemed to be a little restless inside.


    Mo Hua''s mind moved slightly and asked, "Fan Diansi, isn''t the promotion going well?"


    Fan Diansi was shocked and said in surprise: "How did you see this?"


    Mo Hua took a sip of tea and didn''t say anything.


    Fan Diansi didn''t know how to ask again, and sighed, "I''m going to hide it from my little brother. Recently, everything has been going wrong."


    Mo Hua asked, "Last time to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, Fan Diansi should have made a lot of contributions, right?"


    The information of the Demon Sect was "leaked" to Daotingsi after the ink painting was dug out with thunder magnets.


    Dao Tingsi''s many plans are clear and ink paintings are also clear.


    Although Fan Diansi did not make any great achievements in destroying the Demon Sect, he worked diligently and was not afraid of suffering. Even if he was just an ordinary small achievement, he had a lot of them accumulated.


    The ink painting was probably calculated. With Fan Diansi''s desperate spirit, his contributions would not have been made to reach the fifth-rank Ganxue Dao Tingsi, but there should be no problem in upgrading to the fourth-rank, or even transferring to other slightly richer third-rank states.


    Fan Jin felt aggrieved, and no one talked about it here in Gushan. At this time, the conversation started, and he was like a bean. He said to Mo Hua: "I''m not hiding it to my credit, my contribution should be enough. I even had a special consultation with Gu Diansi before. Gu Diansi said that according to the Daotingsi''s constitution, generally speaking, there is no problem. Even if I don''t have promotion, I can at least move to the right place."


    "I was so happy that I sat at home and waited for good news. But who knew that as I walked along the process, I was stuck at the end. It said that I was lacking enough qualifications and still needed to be investigated. His grandma''s..."


    Fan Jin said the swear words without paying attention.


    Mo Hua asked, "Do you know who stuck you?"


    Fan Jin smiled bitterly, "I, a little Diansi, have no power and no power, have no qualifications to know about this kind of promotion matter within the Dao Tingsi. I am nothing but a chess piece, just let the mercy of the superiors."


    Mo Hua glanced at Fan Jin without showing any expression.


    As far as he knows, most of the appointments of Daotingsi depend on interests and relationships, but they will not be promoted to Xiaodiansi for no reason.


    Maybe someone wants to keep Fan Diansi in Gushan City?


    A movement is worse than a calmness.


    Some people don’t want the personnel changes in the Daotingsi in Gushan City… “Fan Diansi,” Mo Hua asked, “Are you familiar with the Shen family?”


    ?


    "This... is indeed a bit strange." Fan Jin frowned, "But this mountain was bought by the Shen family after all, and they do whatever they like, and no one else can care about it..." Fan Jin said, looking at Mo Hua suspiciously, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what are you... asking about the Shen family?"


    "It''s nothing," Mo Hua blinked and said casually, "I passed by, saw it, I was curious, and I asked by the way."


    "Oh..." Fan Jin was skeptical.


    Mo Hua took another sip of tea and stood up to say goodbye, "It''s getting late, it''s time for me to go back."


    Fan Jin panicked and hurriedly said, "Young Master comes from afar. I must let me do my best to treat you well as a landlord."


    Fan Jin begged, "I''ll ask the young master to give me a look."


    The "noble man" he didn''t want to send to the door to leave just like that. Then wouldn''t he be in vain?


    At least you have to have a meal and have a good relationship. Otherwise, if you miss this village, you will never know if there is any store in your life.


    Ink painting is a little hesitant.


    He is not doing it for a polite situation, but his ten-day break is limited, and he really has other things to investigate.


    Seeing this, Fan Jin immediately said, "Young Master, I invite you to visit Hongyanlou. This is the largest catering building in Gushan City."


    The largest catering building?


    Mo Hua thought, "Is this kitchen building the Shen family''s property?"


    "That''s right." Fan Jin said.


    Mo Hua''s eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded, "Then let Fan Diansi spend money."


    When I arrived in front of Hongyan Building, Mo Hua looked up and was surprised.


    This building is so grand.


    A marginal and poor third-grade fairy city, the magnificent kitchen in the city is no less than some high-end kitchen buildings in the fifth-grade state and Taixu City.


    Sure enough, no matter how poor the place is, there are rich people.


    Conversely, it is precisely because in some places where the rich are too rich that the poorer the poorer.


    "Shen Family..."


    The eyes of ink painting are slightly condensed.


    Fan Jin ordered a private room in Hongyan Building, ordered a table of delicacies, and specially treated the ink paintings.


    During the meal, Fan Jin kept adding wine to Mo Hua and picking up food.


    He is obviously a golden elixir and has a burly figure, but he is extremely skilled in doing these things, no worse than his killing of demons by swinging a hammer. Ink paintings praised him as a talent.


    After three rounds of drinking, the three of them exchanged greetings and talked some gossip, and the atmosphere became much more familiar.


    Mo Hua asked, "Does the Shen family have a lot of industries in Gushan City?"


    "That''s natural," Fan Jin drank, his face turned red, and pointed to the roof. "This Hongyan Building belongs to the Shen family. In addition, on the way here, the Dan Pavilion, the weapon refining Pavilion, the Shang Pavilion... were also from the Shen family."


    There are some things that are not suitable for children, Fan Jin didn''t say.


    Those places with smoke and willows are mostly vulgar powder, which is used to welcome and send business to discuss.


    The young master is like a bright breeze and a bright moon, and he cannot get the pickled air.


    Fan Jin said: "These are the industries that the Shen family bought here in order to mine Ming chalcopyrite when Gushan was prosperous."


    "The Shen family bought a mountain, mined a mine, earned a wave of spiritual stones, and bought a food, drink and entertainment industry, and made another wave of profit."


    Mo Hua frowned and remembered something: "As the saying goes, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains. According to the general rules of the Daoting, Gushan City is adjacent to Gushan, so the minerals in Gushan should be shared by monks in one city. Why was it sold to the Shen family?"


    "This situation is quite complicated..." Fan Jin was a little difficult to talk about.


    Mo Hua poured him a glass of wine.


    Fan Jin was immediately flattered and finally sighed, "Forget it, anyone with a discerning eye knows this kind of thing, and I don''t hide it from the young master..."


    "The Daoting''s regulations are only regulations. The mines in Gushan are nominally occupied by all monks in Gushan City. But in fact, whoever takes over will be able to occupy more and whoever can take less will have too many tricks in it."


    "The local small family has ancestral property and can occupy a small mountain."


    "The ancestors and the same clan and the same surname can also mine on fixed hills."


    “There are also some scattered mines for homeless and unemployed scattered cultivators to mine for a living.”


    "Of course, Daotingsi can also occupy one piece..."


    "Although the overall situation is chaotic, it is relatively reasonable. Everyone can have a meal. The minerals in Gushan are enough to support the people in this city."


    Fan Jin shook his head and sighed, "But later, the various aristocratic families, especially the Shen family, were different when they came..."


    "Most of the casual cultivators are ignorant and short-sighted. The Shen family comes here and wants to buy a mine at a high price. Many greedy ones are sold immediately."


    "If you don''t sell it, you will be persecuted by the Shen family."


    "Some people want to gather people to resist the Shen family. But people''s hearts are different. Some are greedy for money, some are greedy for lust, and some even want to cling to them. Once the Shen family secretly exploited them, they will be divided and cannot become a climate."


    "After all the time, the large areas of the hills were sold to the Shen family."


    Mo Hua frowned slightly, "The mines have been sold. What else do the monks in Gushan City rely on for their income?"


    Fan Jin said: "The Shen family promised that if they bought a mine, they would still recruit casual cultivators to mine for them in the future, and the promised price was not low."


    Fan Jin couldn''t help but sneer, not knowing whether it was a sneer at the Shen family or a casual cultivator.


    "As soon as the mine was sold, I wanted the Shen family to fulfill their promises, but others ignored you."


    "The Shen family has a large family with a developed industry, built large spiritual weapons and cooperated with formations to mine, just like flowing water. Where do you need those low-level casual cultivators who sell coolies to knock with one hammer and one pick?"


    "The casual cultivator knows that he has been fooled, and it will be useless to want to make trouble. The mine is already someone else''s, and the spiritual gift is clearly written."


    "Even afterwards, due to the mine dispute, there were several battles between the aristocratic families and casual cultivators, but how could the arm be twisted than the thigh?"


    "After bleeding a few times, some people died, the casual cultivator became a pile of sand, and it was left alone..."


    "What''s the matter later..." Fan Jin looked at the withered Gushan outside the window, "After the family mined the mine, it rolled up the rich minerals and directly withdrew, leaving behind the dilapidated Gushan. The monks in Gushan City lost the foundation for making a living, died and fled, and their population dropped sharply. Gushan City was depressed and became what they are today..."


    Fan Jin finished speaking, his expression sighed. Master Gu also felt emotion.


    The atmosphere was a little dull for a moment.


    Mo Hua thought for a moment, her eyes flashed slightly, and she said to Fan Jin: "Daotingsi can''t get rid of this matter, right?"


    The aristocratic family coerced and tempted the casual cultivators, signed a spiritual contract, annexed the mines, and then suppressed the riots of the casual cultivators.


    There is no need to think about it, there must be Daotingsi''s support in this.


    Otherwise, the Shen family would not be able to do many rules and regulations.


    Mo Hua looked at Fan Jin silently.


    Fan Jin was so nervous that he was seen by Mo Hua, and quickly waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with me."


    Ink painting is not up to date.


    Fan Jin said helplessly: "This is all about the last Daotingsi. At that time, I had not even entered Daotingsi and I didn''t know the specific ins and outs."


    "Where are the people from the last Daotingsi?" Mo Hua asked.


    “It’s been promoted.”


    "After rising?" Mo Hua''s expression was a bit complicated.


    Fan Jin sighed: "They helped the Shen family to swallow up the mines, mine so many ores and earn so many spirit stones, which made Gushan City extremely ''prosperous''. On the surface, this is naturally a great achievement. With the achievements, and with the Shen family operating from it, the relevant chief officers and Diansi naturally promoted early and went to great success."


    "When I was in the dictionary, it was already a mess. I didn''t even have the chance to ''help the evil people''."


    He was honest and said everything in his heart.


    "And, it''s not just the Daotingsi who has been promoted." Fan Jin''s eyes were slightly sunken. "The Gushan Minerals are a symbol of the rise of the Shen family. The Shen family operated everywhere with the help of the wealth made in Gushan, and thus gradually gained its current status."


    "Some of the Shen family''s sub-branches also made huge profits because of the operation of the mines and became the core of the family."


    When Fan Jin said these words, he kept shaking his head, not knowing whether it was envy or jealous.


    Master Gu did not say a word, but his expression was obviously a little angry.


    But the Shen family is too powerful, and even if they are dissatisfied, they dare not speak out.


    Ink paintings also reveal their eyes and contemplatively.


    This banquet ended in a slightly dull atmosphere.


    Fan Jin breathed a sigh of relief. At least his goal was initially achieved.


    He invited Mr. Mo to dinner and told so many secrets.


    This friendship is somewhat deeper. If I have the chance in the future, I will help this young man with a little help. After a while, the friendship becomes deeper.


    Finally, I can hold a thigh of extraordinary origin.


    After dinner, the three of them left the private room and walked out of the gorgeous corridor. They met a group of people, currently a young man from a noble family, followed by three or four people.


    The two sides passed by. Mo Hua was thinking about things in her mind, and only glanced at her for a moment, not caring too much.


    But he didn''t take a few steps when he suddenly heard someone shouting at him:


    “Stop!”


    The sound of standing was abrupt, and everyone was stunned for a moment.


    Mo Hua turned his head and found that the one who made him "stand" was the young master of the aristocratic family opposite.


    This young man in this aristocratic family has a gorgeous dress and a arrogant expression.


    But Mo Hua had no impression of him, and seemed to be unfamiliar with him, and did not understand this person, so he called him what he did.


    "I recognize you, you are ink painting." The young man from the aristocratic family spoke.


    "oh…"


    The ink painting responded casually.


    He is now considered a "celebrity" and it seems normal to be recognized on the road.


    Ink painting has gradually adapted.


    "Don''t you know me?" The young man from this aristocratic family said with a cold face.


    Mo Hua wanted to say she didn''t know her, but she felt it was impolite, so she became a little tactful, "You are..."


    The ink painting is so "pretentious" that a hint of hostility emerges in the eyes of the young master of this aristocratic family, "Da, Qingzhou City, you and I have met you once, I am behind Mr. Linshu..."


    I remembered the ink painting and suddenly realized:


    "You are that follower."


    Follower...


    Standing among the crowd, the young master of the aristocratic family, who was surrounded by stars, immediately turned ashen.


    It is true that he is Shen Linshu''s "follower", but this "follower" is not something that everyone is qualified to say.


    I dare not say anything else, but this is in the remote Gushan City. He, the young master of the Shen family, always does whatever he wants.


    No one has ever dared to say that he is a "follower".


    "Things without eyes..." The young man from this aristocratic family looked ugly and ordered the person behind him to say, "Go, tear his mouth apart, and dig out his eyes..."


    Behind the young master, a golden elixir immediately stepped forward, and his body exuded murderous aura.


    Master Gu''s expression frightened, and immediately stood in front of Mo Hua without thinking, and the breath of the golden elixir was emitted.


    "Golden elixir?" The young master of the aristocratic family sneered, "In Gushan City, how can I compare with me?"


    Before he finished speaking, another golden elixir stood up behind him, his hands as sharp as claws and a sinister smile on his face.


    Another golden elixir was released opposite.


    At this time, the other golden elixir behind Mo Hua was a little at a loss, wondering whether he should stand up or not.


    "No, what''s going on..."


    Fan Jin''s forehead was covered with cold sweat.


    I just wanted to hug myself, but it wasn''t even a big deal, so I just drank tea and had a meal. In a blink of an eye, I was facing such a severe test of "striving" like a sea of ??fire?


    On one side is ink painting, on the other side is Shen’s family.


    Take action and offend the Shen family.


    If you don’t take action, you will offend the ink painting.


    Isn’t this killing him?


    Fan Jin was irritated.


    This is a **** world of cultivation, it’s too difficult to get through...


    He just wants to hug him, why is it so difficult? !


    (This chapter ends)