Become a legend in Hong Kong

Yunlang Town.

Liao Wenjie hurriedly hurriedly followed Yan Chixia, occasionally hopping on one leg. He had no choice but to kick out with his Tiancan kick, and he was still a little stretched.

"Master Yan, I wanted to ask you before. If you don't live in a ruined temple on the mountain, why are you going to the city?" Along the way, Yan Chixia just lowered her head and hurried on. Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth and followed closely. Only now did he have the chance to speak.

"I have a family, why do I have to live in a ruined temple?"

Yan Chixia replied angrily, there were indeed ruined temples on the mountain, and there were more than one. But these days, the world is in chaos, and there are many monsters and ghosts in the poor mountains and rivers outside the city. At night, all kinds of ghosts cry and howl, making people unable to sleep, so they live in the mountains because they can't think about it.

"No way, you actually have a family!?"

Liao Wenjie was surprised. As far as he knew, Yan Chixia should be a homeless man.

The plot of A Chinese Ghost Story is, to put it bluntly, a tramp + a prostitute, dealing with a madam + a club boss, and rescuing the top guy who is forced to go into business. In the middle, there is a little midnight story about the prostitute and the top guy blushing and heartbeating.

"What do you mean I actually have a family? What outrageous things have I done? Why can't I have a family..."

Yan Chixia muttered. After walking two miles, she realized something was wrong. She stopped and said, "There are many inns in this town. Why are you following me?"

"Master Yan, I don't want to either. I really have no choice but to do it."

Liao Wenjie held Xiaoshuang on his back and sighed: "You heard it just now, that vixen seduced me before leaving... No, he threatened me before leaving. I am not good at it. If I don't follow you, I'm afraid My life is hard to save, and I will be humiliated by her in every possible way before I die."

"With your ability, you can conquer the world. How can you say that you are not good at it..."

Yan Chixia shook her head. She wanted to say that with Liao Wenjie's ability and willingness to serve the court, promotion to a higher rank would be just around the corner. When the words came to his lips, he thought about the current situation when traitors were in power, but he didn't say them out after all.

This world cannot be saved by just one or two people!

After that, although Yan Chixia didn't nod, she agreed that Liao Wenjie would follow her, and the three of them walked on foot and arrived at a mansion in the east of Yunlang Town.

There are pavilions, gardens and rockeries, the mansion occupies a huge area, and most importantly, there is a bamboo forest.

Liao Wenjie's eyes widened. Yan Chixia had really hidden everything and secretly fulfilled Uncle Jiu's life dream.

However, the mansion is a mansion and the place is spacious, but it is a bit run down. The house was in disrepair, the yard was overgrown with weeds, the pavilion on the edge of the pond collapsed, and the entire pond was empty except for a thick layer of dead branches and leaves.

What Liao Wenjie didn't know was that this mansion was originally called Prince Yan's Mansion, and the scenery was endless and there were noisy cars and horses in front of it. After the fall of the palace, the land was still owned by the court, and no one else dared to live there. Only Yan Chixia was so bold that she not only moved in, but also changed the name of the palace to "Wumenju".

This place can be regarded as Yan Chixia's seclusion.

"Shi'er, Shi'er, where have you gone?"

As soon as she entered the door, Yan Chixia shouted at the top of her lungs. After a moment, a young man in his twenties ran out after hearing the news, jumping and jumping around him with beaming smiles.

He is not very handsome in appearance, but he has a strong physique and a majestic and majestic appearance.

Everything is fine, but it's a pity that he is mute and can't speak.

"Okay, don't jump. I'm back. Your gag can be released."

"Master, you're finally back. You've been gone for so many days, and it's really frustrating to me..."

After Yan Chixia finished speaking, Shi'er let out a long sigh of relief and kept talking, as if he wanted to make up for what he had not said during this period.

"???"

Liao Wenjie was confused. When he heard Yan Chixia shouting "Shi'er, Shi'er" at first, he thought that the old Taoist priest had raised a little beauty in the golden house, but it turned out to be an apprentice.

Then the question becomes, Yan Chixia has an apprentice, why doesn't he know about it?

"Master, who are these two?"

Shi'er looked at Liao Wenjie, who was carrying Xiaoshuang on his back, and whispered in Yan Chixia's ear: "As you said, you don't greet outsiders when you are homeless. You broke the rules."

"Shut up, you know how to speak! Think through it before speaking next time. Master, am I the kind of person who breaks the rules casually?"

Yan Chixia glared at Shi'er and explained: "The two of them are in different situations. Their lives are in danger, so we need to treat them separately."

It’s another matter, it’s not because you are the master!

Shi'er cursed in his heart and was about to say something when suddenly the door of Wumenju was pushed open and a young man dressed as a scholar came in carrying a burden.

The scholar's name was Cui Hongjian. Some time ago, Shi'er went out to slay demons, and accidentally burned down Cui Hongjian's house. In order to make up for his mistakes and provide Cui Hongjian with a place to stay, he took him back to Wumenju.

Cui Hongjian did not see Shi'er catching ghosts, but only saw him setting fire to his house. His toughness means that a wise man will not be eaten by others and refuses to live in a house without a door. Also, because he cannot beat him, his toughness means that a gentleman will not build a dangerous wall. Xia, endure the calm for a while, and stay here for a while.

In addition to having no physical skills, the scholar also liked to write articles. He was really tough. He got up early every day to grind soy milk, and carried a load to sell bean curd in the market a few miles away, in order to save money to repair the house as soon as possible.

However, after getting along for a few days, he and Shi'er settled their differences and became good friends who talked about everything... Because Shi'er practiced forbidden words, he was always the one doing the talking.

"Hongjian, why are you back so early?"

Seeing that Cui Hongjian looked like he was ready to go home, Shier hurriedly stepped forward to chase them away. He couldn't do it tonight because the irritable master was back.

"Hey, Brother Shi, so you can speak?"

Cui Hongjian was stunned when he heard this. He looked past Shi'er and when he saw Liao Wenjie and the others, he immediately smiled and said, "What day is it today? Is Wumenju so busy?"

"Shi'er, come here!"

Yan Chixia's old face darkened and she lectured: "I have repeatedly told you how many times I have told you that Wumenju does not entertain outsiders, and you are not allowed to bring people to the door. Why don't you listen to me?"

"Master, I know I was wrong, but I set fire to someone's house, so I can't let him sleep on the street..."

Shi'er subconsciously admitted his mistake. Just as he was explaining, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Yes, he brought outsiders in, breaking the rule of living without a home, but Yan Chixia also brought people here, two at a time, which was even more outrageous than him.

Thinking of this, Shi'er immediately hardened up and said with a strange tone: "Master can make mistakes, but apprentice can't. Thanks to master for teaching by words and deeds, apprentice has learned again."

"you you you……"

Yan Chixia was furious and lectured: "As I said just now, their situations are different. If I don't bring him back, it will be equivalent to helping Zhou to torture and kill people."

"Similarly, if I don't bring Hongjian back, he will freeze to death on the street, because I set fire to his house, which means I killed him."

"How dare you be so arrogant?" Yan Chixia was furious and raised her hand to flatten the person.

"Master Yan, calm down and let me say a few words of justice."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to stop Yan Chixia and said to Shi'er: "Brother, you have misunderstood your master. My situation with this scholar is really different. I paid the rent."

"What nonsense? When did I collect your rent? I'm trying to reason with my apprentice. What nonsense are you talking about? Is this about money?" Yan Chixia almost vomited blood. This fair statement was not fair at all.

"Indeed, Master Yan confiscated the rent because I haven't paid it yet."

Liao Wenjie nodded, took out five copper coins from his arms, and handed them over: "Poor people don't have many coins, so don't be too dissatisfied."

There is a reason why the money sword is not given directly.

He was so wealthy that he dropped his money sword on the ground and the number was less than fifty, so he didn't even bother to wear out his waist muscles to pick it up.

But if you give more or less, you have to divide it according to the person, and more importantly, the occasion. When it comes to making friends like Uncle Jiu or Uncle Feng, one or two money swords are used for meaning, but etiquette is light and affection is important; like Niutou, the jurisdiction is now managed, which belongs to the management of interpersonal relationships. Regarding relationships, a dozen is never too many.

When he came to Yan Chixia, the situation was different again. Liao Wenjie was greedy for his Taoist skills.

Therefore, you can’t feed too much at one time, and the water must flow slowly. Five today, three tomorrow. After a while, in order to collect the number of money swords, Yan Chixia will take the initiative to come to him.

Another point is that you need to make the money sword yourself, so it is more convenient to send copper plates directly.

"It's only five copper coins, what do I need it for?"

Yan Chixia's eyes widened and she laughed angrily: "You don't think that just for a mere five copper coins, I would break the rules I set and let outsiders come and go at will without a door, right?"

"Master Yan, add three more."

"It's a joke, you can add another hundred coins and...hey, this money..."

Yan Chixia smiled and stopped laughing. She looked at the eight innate copper coins in Liao Wenjie's hand and fell into silence. His old face was green and white, and finally turned into the color of pig liver.

Hateful, calculated.

"Master Yan, please collect the rent quickly!"

Liao Wenjie pushed the coins in front of Yan Chixia, who silently put the eight coins into her sleeves with a straight face.

"No, Master, it's just eight copper coins. Where's your integrity?"

Shi'er looked incredulous: "Master, you have been telling me all day long that money is something external to the body. If you don't bring it with you when you are alive, you won't take it with you when you die. You also said that money is like a tiger descending from the mountain. But this... that, you charge them eight copper coins for rent. , I’ve done this for Hongjian.”

"Brother Shi, how can I make you lose money? It's only eight copper coins, I can afford it."

Cui Hongjian took out a handful of copper coins from his arms, counted eight and handed them to Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia: "..."

"Master, this is Hongjian's hard-earned money from working early in the morning and working late at night. Are you really embarrassed to ask for it?"

Shi'er let out another strange sound and stabbed Yan Chixia with a finishing blow. His eyes were disdainful and his tone was disdainful. In short, he was very disdainful of the master who sold his integrity for eight copper coins.

"Ah, you are so blind, you really piss me off!"

Yan Chixia glared at Shi'er fiercely, then turned to look at Liao Wenjie, who looked at his nose and his nose, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Pure passerby.

"I understand. In that case, I will take my leave."

Cui Hongjian's face was livid. He was a scholar with integrity. He couldn't stand Yan Chixia's deliberate humiliation, so he picked up the burden and walked out the door.

"Master, I can see that you don't want eight copper coins. You just want to drive people away."

Shi'er jumped up in anger and chased out the door: "Brother Hongjian, don't leave, wait for me!"

Yan Chixia: "..."

Speechless, he glared at Liao Wenjie and walked back to his house angrily.

Liao Wenjie shrugged and muttered to see what he was doing. He had never thought of instigating the relationship between master and apprentice, and then took advantage of the situation to squeeze out all of Yan Chixia's abilities.

If you say no, then you don’t. He, Liao Wenjie, behaves openly and aboveboard. Will he be the kind of person who uses dirty tricks?

That's certainly not the case!