Getting stronger starts with owning the system

Zhou Suiyu was stunned. A word Chuan wrinkled on his handsome face, and blue veins appeared on his forehead. He said, "Before going down the mountain, the uncle ordered us to take care of you strictly, just for fear of you killing the sword. Disaster, Junior Sister Yu, someone from my Zhou would like to take this opportunity to admonish you, the most important thing is to be as calm as the waves of an ancient well, not to be turbulent, but when you should be angry, it is like a stormy sea, never to you. Indulge yourself in increasing hostility. If things go on like this, I’m afraid you may make mistakes in your practice!

Yu Shengsheng touched the head of his meatballs, and said with an innocent face grinning: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou, for his teaching, but I used to say so casually, you seem to be unable to hold onto Dao Xin, on your forehead. There are so thick blue veins exposed, no wonder I am late when you enter the door, now you are in the original state, you are still wandering in the real state, how much do you understand the essentials of the gentleman's sword intent? Do you need me to give some pointers?"

Zhou Suiyu widened his eyes immediately, snorted coldly, turned his head, and stopped responding.

"It turns out that the relationship between these Xishan disciples is not good." Yun Fan said in his heart, who silently drank the porridge.

Seeing that the two suddenly quarreled, the other two male disciples began to make ends meet, saying, "Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us. Whatever you arguing about is all in the same family. Don’t worry about the common things under the mountain. Eat, eat well."

Only the white bamboo who didn't know the male and female smiled, as if he had been accustomed to the quarreling scene, staying outside, leisurely stretched out his jade lotus root arms, picked up the dishes, and ate them gracefully.

After a while, the guardian Anto returned to the private room, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "I made a few immortals laugh. The small dispute between the people has now been resolved."

Bai Zhu asked softly: "I don't know how to deal with the security guard?"

Anto sighed and said: "Those people are just asking for money. I can't get them all if they are making trouble. If they are accused of collusion between officials and businessmen, I will be troubled by the guard. I can only let the restaurant shopkeeper take it. Some money came out and sent them."

He shook his head again and again, but he had no choice but to use this and muddy disposal method.

"Don't say it, don't say it, everyone eat food and drink, don't be disturbed by this." After all, Anto is an experienced person, and sees that the atmosphere is not right, so he quickly changed the topic.

Yu Shengsheng suddenly put down the coffin and glanced at the troubled people. The clear and innocent eyes showed a thought-provoking look.

After pushing and changing the cup, the banquet came to an end.

Anhu and the five Xishan disciples exchanged greetings, and personally sent them away from Yingyue Tower. This relieved the burden in their hearts and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncle Ambrose, what is written on the driving stickers they sent? Does it have something to do with Uncle Jia?"

Yun Fan asked at this moment.

Anto admitted: "Yes, they are here this time for Jinxiulou. Did you know that the Jia family has made rapid progress over the years. Apart from Wang's superb business skills, there is another reason?"

Yun Fan pretended not to understand, and shook his head.

"The Wang family has a cousin who is an outer disciple of the Xishan Jianzong who is responsible for the purchase of materials in Yong'an Town. Over the years, Wang has relied on his cousin's identity to behave unscrupulously, take private grievances, murder and revenge, and maliciously merge land. , I also learned about these things when I checked the Jia’s case.”

Yun Fan suddenly understood, "Could it be that they came this time for the Jinxiu Tower?"

"To be precise, all the properties that the Wang family obtained by virtue of the Xishan Jianzong identity, Jia Mansion, Jinxiulou, including the large piece of land on Hulu Street, are all owned by Xishan Jianzong after today." Talking about these things, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really worthy of the immortal family. This clever method of plundering is much higher than a Wang family. In a few words, a bunch of industries are classified In his own name."

The street where Qingyuan Inn is located is called Hulu Street. Except for the inn, the shops around that are already owned by Jia's family, and now they have become the property of Xishan Jianzong.

"Uncle Jia agreed?" Yun Fan frowned and asked.

"Well, the disciple Xishan wanted him to be in charge of this property. After all, it was his property in name. Master Jia refused. He said that he was indifferent to the prosperity and wealth and wanted to leave Yong'an Town and return home to take care of the property. As a farmer, he will take care of the old age, so Xishan disciple gave him a sum of money, which is quite generous, enough for him to spend the rest of his life."

After listening to these words, Yun Fan smiled, meaningful, and stopped speaking.

It's just that he still has a puzzle, this little thing, is it worth the inner disciples of Wuxishan to go down?

Anhu also had the same consideration, but he said helplessly: "What else they do, as long as it doesn't endanger the people in the town. Practitioners, practitioners, have always existed beyond the reach of ordinary laws."

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Secluded, alley.

"Gluck..."

Suddenly a hoarse and weird laughter came from the thick black night.

Extraordinarily weird.

The figure covered in black mist walked slowly in the secluded alley. There was a bloody festering wound on the back of his left hand, but he seemed to be unaware of pain. He still clung to a weapon shaped like a sword, a pair of evil birds. But the spiteful pupils were exposed, as if they merged with the darkness.

In front of him, there were a dozen happy-faced people who were carrying a heavy coffin and discussing the distribution of compensation.

The weird in the dark smiled suddenly.

His eyes were tightly locked on the coffin, and he immediately stretched out his right hand. A cloud of black mist rose and lingered in the palm of his palm, then suddenly shot away and slammed into the coffin.

After doing all this, he turned around silently and disappeared into the night.

"The practitioners of Xishan...This is my meeting gift for you..."

The people still carried the coffins and walked on the bluestone slabs, and the night wind was dying, blowing the treetops by the roadside and swaying, and the yellowed leaves fell slowly.

Suddenly, a strange noise came out in the darkness.

Boom-boom-boom!

It was as if someone was hitting the wood hard, making a dull noise.

"Where's the sound?" The crowd looked around, and finally followed the sound source and looked towards the trembling coffin.

"Have a corpse?" Terrible speculation emerged in people's minds, their pupils staring.

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

The sound from the coffin became more intense, shaking constantly, as if something was going to break the coffin.

"The corpse has changed, run!"

A group of people threw the coffin to the ground and ran away in a panic.

boom--!

A pair of swollen arms suddenly stretched out from the coffin and pierced the lid of the coffin. Then, hearing a huge explosion, the coffin was torn apart, and a figure lay up from it without bending his knees and stretched out his hands straight forward.