Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Feng Yannian not only took the initiative to take over the Yinxin Ancient Flower, but also left a token. He didn't say what the token was for, he just smiled and picked up the medicine Zhang Huaigu prescribed for him, and left.

Walking and coughing.

The sickly figure made people feel the coolness of the autumn scenery all over the street even more.

The token left by Feng Yannian is black, but the word "Suppress the Demon" engraved on the token is gold.

Xu Nian didn’t know what the token was for, but there was also a man in brown clothes from the Demon Suppressing Department in Baihuai Hall.

"This is the token issued to allies by Zhenmensi."

"With this order, even though you are not a member of the Demon Suppression Division, you can still have some authority within the Demon Suppression Division, such as requesting information, seeking assistance, and even dispatching tasks within the Demon Suppression Division."

"The color of the writing represents the level of the alliance order, and different levels of authority have different levels."

"Xu Dage, the piece in your hand is gold. It is the highest level in the alliance order. Only the first master is qualified to issue it. Only two pieces were issued... Well, now including the piece in Xu Dage's hand, there are now a total of Three dollars.”

The level of authority in the Demon Suppression Division has always been linked to color.

Grey, blue, brown, gold, jade.

There is only one person in Yuse, Feng Yannian.

Although the golden alliance order in Xu Nian's hand cannot directly equate him with the Eight Golden Clothes of the Demon-Suppressing Division, some of the authority levels he enjoys are not far behind. For example, in terms of the intelligence he can access, it has exceeded Chu Huijie, who is the brown clothes of Zhenmasi, was killed.

Rounding things off, having this token is equivalent to opening the highest-level membership in the Demon-Suppressing Division?

But rights and responsibilities always go hand in hand.

Membership requires money.

What will you have to pay for holding the Demon Suppressor's ally token?

Xu Nian thought for a moment and asked: "With this token, I should not only enjoy the resources of the Demon Suppression Division, but also do I need to do something for the Demon Suppression Division? For example, when there is an urgent task, I can apply for Participate?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Huijie shook her head: "There is no such rule. The alliance token itself is issued to non-Suppressing Demon Division members who have contributed to the Demon Suppressing Division. It will not force the holder of the alliance token to do anything. .”

The Demon Suppressor Brown Yi paused for a moment and added: "If there is something that needs to be done, it would probably be to maintain a friendly relationship with the Demon Suppressor. After all, this token also symbolizes the relationship between allies."

Maintain friendly relations.

To put it simply, is to help each other?

Xu Nian nodded slightly, as long as he was not forced to do anything. If he was asked to assist the Demon Suppressor a few times a month, then he didn't want the token, but it was just mutual assistance on a friendly relationship level, which was perfectly normal.

It's like making friends.

If a friend is in trouble, wouldn't you help him if you can to the best of your ability?

certainly.

It’s okay to choose not to help, but then I’m afraid this friend won’t be able to do it either.

After finishing her sword practice, Zhang Tiantian ran over and picked up Zhang Huaigu's teapot. She drank it all like a cow drinking water to replenish water and quench her thirst. She wiped her sweat and put her head over it, looking at only A three-piece gold ally order from the town magician was issued.

She asked curiously: "Then if Brother Xu goes out to eat and listen to books in the future, like you, Sister Chu, can it be counted in the public accounts of the Demon Suppression Company?"

This stunned Chu Huijie.

When others hold the alliance order, they are thinking about the intelligence files collected by the Demon Suppressing Division from all over the world.

Who cares about whether eating and listening to books can keep public accounts?

Besides.

Chu Huijie only paid for the expenses related to her errands to Zhenmo Company's public accounts. Zhang Tiantian said that it seemed that all her daily expenses were charged to Zhenmo Company.

But the answer to this question...

"I'm not sure about that, but it probably won't work. They're not official members of the Demon Suppression Division."

When he heard that he could not keep public accounts, Zhang Tiantian immediately showed a look of regret.

"That's such a shame!"

Chu Huijie couldn't hold back: "Xu Dage shouldn't be short of this little money, right?"

"Sister Chu, why haven't you understood yet? It's not a matter of more money or less money. Taking out your own wallet and taking out the public's wallet, the food in your mouth is not the same taste!"

So every time there is something involving Baihuai Hall, let me ask you a question. I have to treat you to a meal first, right?

Chu Huijie thought silently, smiling a little helplessly, but as long as Zhang Tiantian was happy with such trivial matters, the Demon Suppression Division wouldn't care about it.

To put it bluntly.

If someone else wanted to treat Zhang Tiantian to a meal, he might not have the opportunity.

Xu Nian was a little dumbfounded listening to the exchange between the two women. This is indeed what Zhang Tiantian would have thought. The angle was strange and interesting. He looked at the golden ally order of Zhenmensi in his hand and said with a smile.

"It's a good thing that Feng Yannian's duty is to lead the Zhenmag Division. If he is a businessman, and he does business with people with such sincerity, sooner or later he will lose so much that he can't even afford the medicine to cure his cough."

Chu Huijie was noncommittal.

Where is the Zhenmo Division?

Gather information from all over the world, fight against the Heavenly Devil sect, and handle the big case of family copying and genocide...

Such a yamen does not have a very good image among the people. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can stop children from crying at night. On the streets of Yujing City, whenever people wearing the clothes of Zhenmosi pass by, the voice of passers-by will be a little lower. point.

People who have never met Feng Yannian will think that the chief lord has various characteristics of cunning, cunning and unscrupulous.

Otherwise, how can we suppress the Demon-Suppressing Division's embryo-killers?

Even Chu Huijie had similar thoughts before meeting Feng Shouzuo himself.

But actually?

Feng Yannian is just a sick man with a constant cough.

He was certainly not naive, but he was by no means sinister or cunning.

He has a gentle smile and treats others with sincerity.

What can Zhang Huaigu do if Zhang Tiantian drank a pot of tea like a cow? He silently brewed a new pot of tea, and gave his evaluation of Feng Yannian at the right time.

"If Feng Shouzuo hadn't been doing business that could easily lose money at first glance, I wouldn't bother to care about his fate."

Feng Yannian's Innate is not good enough.

But there are people like him leading the town magic department, but I don't know how many people are blessed...

...

Between the ridges.

The stooped old farmer carefully plowed a few acres of land and picked some ripe crops.

Returned to the thatched house built by myself.

"When the autumn wind blows, the eggplants become fatter."

"The eggplants are good today, I picked some back."

"Do you like eggplants braised in soy sauce, or fried into eggplant boxes?"

Asked what he likes to eat, Liu Baiyuan, who is now wanted by the town magician, is a little silent.

Although he has lived here for a short time.

But every time like this, it is unbelievable that this old farmer who cultivates the fields every day and brings back the crops he planted himself, asking them what flavors they like to eat, is actually the leader of Heavenly Devil.

Huang Nong people!

Before Liu Baiyuan could decide how to speak, the little girl who was cooking in front of the stove had already said, "I heard that there is a famous dish called Yuxiang Eggplant. Grandpa Huang, can you make it?"

Huang Nongren smiled happily: "Xiao Yu wants to eat Yuxiang eggplant? Okay, let me try..."