Demon Fox Matchmaker: I am Third Master Tushan

"An inner disciple of the Overlord Dao Sect, one thousand taels of silver."

"Elder of the Heavenly Sword Gate, two thousand taels of silver!"

"Dao Alliance Elder, three thousand taels of silver!"

Under Tushan City, Rong Rong was sitting on a stool, and the corners of her mouth were serious.

The speed of speech is gentle and clear.

Holding a pen on a piece of paper on the table, he wrote down each toll in detail.

And according to their identity, strength, status, comprehensive judgment, to collect reasonable fees.

After all, so many people, if they really let them keep a pair of leggings and go back, it is inevitable that some gossip about Tu Shan will spread.

If Tushan's reputation is ruined, it will not be worth the loss.

Collecting tolls, like doing business, pays attention to a fine stream of water.

You can't kill with a stick.

Have a Midas touch.

This is what Rong Rong learned last night by staying up late reading in the library building.

Somehow, after seeing that Tu Shan Yu vomiting blood, she seemed to have opened her head all of a sudden.

It was as if it had an epiphany.

Learn everything faster.

I didn't understand something I didn't understand about "On the Self-cultivation of the Black Fox Demon" before, but I suddenly realized.

I took this opportunity today to put into practice what I learned.

Strive to become the wisest fox demon in the mouth of Brother Yu as soon as possible.

Rong Rong is responsible for settling accounts.

Primary one to little eighteen are on the side to help collect money.

Because they are often in the library, they use it to read books in their spare time, and they know a lot.

Although it is the first time to cooperate, it is very tacit and the efficiency is surprisingly high.

The whole charging site is harmonious, methodical, and full of ritual.

The drenched monks were like salted fish who had lost their dreams.

There is a long line in front of the table, with no end in sight.

From time to time, there are Dark Moon guards, salvaging the monks in the river, like driving ducks.

Send them enthusiastically to the toll payment line.

After Honghong said those words, there was no one who couldn't think about it, risking his life and running away without paying.

At the front of the line, a bright red sign was erected.

It reads: Cherish life, please pay the fare.

It also gave the monks a kind reminder.

"Lord Steward, why are they all elders, but the money I have to pay is a thousand taels more than that of the Heavenly Sword Gate?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest who shouted the loudest just now looked unconvinced.

"Oh?" Rong Rong raised her head and glanced at him.

"I misremembered."

"You are not an elder of the Dao Alliance, but an elder of Taishang, and you should pay five thousand taels of silver."

Hearing this number, the middle-aged Taoist priest almost fainted like a lightning strike.

It's exactly 2,000 taels more than before, how many youkai does he have to sell to earn it back!

Why do you talk more and more?

And when did he become the Taishang Elder of the Dao Alliance?

Isn't this a sign of his money?

The middle-aged Taoist priest straightened his waist and said with a straight face.

"There must be a rule in everything, you don't go too far!"

"If you make a big deal out of it, you won't do any good."

"Daomeng is not something that you can afford to provoke as a small steward, you should know what to do."

He didn't know that Rong Rong was Tushan's fourth boss, and thought that he was just an ordinary steward who came to collect accounts.

Rong Rong squinted her eyes slightly and pricked up her two furry ears.

"What, you don't want to pay?"

"Then I'll just have to tell my sister..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I didn't say no!"

"It's just that I don't have so much money on hand now, can you let me go back and collect it and send it over."

The corners of Rong Rong's mouth turned up slightly, and she spoke softly.

"It's easy to do."

"Not so much, just use your magic weapon to pay off the debt."

"If it's not enough, stay in Tushan to work until it is paid off."

The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked, but he still couldn't believe it.

I think that this fox is a complete profiteer.

No, it is the powerful ghosts of the underworld, who come to the earth to ask for their lives.

It's terrible!

He vowed that in his lifetime, he would never come to Tushan again.

If Rong Rong knew his idea, he might have reduced some.

After all, if he didn't come, Tu Shan would have one less source of income.

Hong Hong, who was not far away, was a little surprised to see this scene.

Originally, Xiaomei volunteered to come to collect the bill, but she was originally uneasy, afraid that Xiaomei would suffer losses in the face of this group of cunning stinky Taoist priests.

But now it seems that it is the Taoist priests who need to worry.

"Mistress, do you feel that the little sister seems to have changed."

Xiao Yaya glanced at Rong Rong.

"It's changed, it's grown a little taller, but it's not as big as my sister's change."

"My sister grew up overnight."

"When will I grow up and become as good as my sister?"

Honghong touched Xiao Yaya's head and said softly.

"If it were possible, my sister hopes you never grow up."

The power of the demon fox comes from the utmost love, and she only now understands the true meaning of it.

I don't want my sister to be like her, hurt by love and gain great power.

It is enough for Tu Shan to have her protection, there is no need for another one to live in pain.

Xiao Yaya was a little unhappy, but did not say it explicitly.

I was afraid that I would make my sister angry again, but I silently made up my mind to practice the cold ice demon qi hard and beat those stinky Taoist priests who came to invade Tushan to the ground.

Then Meizi took their money, feeling that looking at the pained look on his face, his heart was overjoyed.

Hong Hong looked up into the distance, and there was a sadness in her eyes.

I'm afraid that these are just cannon fodder who came to test Tu Shan, and the real masters have not yet come, and these stinky Taoist priests are quite cautious.

Next is the key.

Hong Hong looked at Xiao Yaya.

"Mistress, you help Xiaomei watch a little first, I'll go see how that dead drunkard is doing."

"Sister rest assured, wrap it on me, I will not let anyone go who does not pay." Xiao Yaya patted her chest and assured, her sharp gaze sweeping over the cultivators, making their backs chill.

Honghong nodded and rushed to Tu Shanyu's residence.

At the moment in the Fox King Suite.

Tu Shanyu was sitting on the table, nibbling on a large pig's trotter.

I saw that the table was full of hearty food, and Jade Mingluan was crying while serving dishes to Tu Shan Yu.

"Gongzi really don't eat anymore, my sister said that you can't eat too greasy things when you're sick."

"Then you listen to me, or your sister?"

"My sister asked me to listen to Gongzi..."

"That's not enough, quickly bring me delicious food and drink!"

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Hong Hong walked in with a cold face.

"I've never heard of a person who is sick in bed dying and has such a good appetite."

Listening to the murderous voice that leaked a trace of murderous spirit in the charming and lazy, the big pig's trotter in Tu Shanyu's hand snapped to the ground.

Instantly no longer fragrant.