Taoist companions help me live forever

A quarter of an hour later.

Yu Xian swaggered out of Baiyi Pavilion with the Eight Hundred Spiritual Stones that sold magic weapons, and then quietly disappeared into the crowd.

But soon two monks with deep aura followed him out.

About half an hour later, the two came back cursing, obviously having lost their target.

And all this was seen by Yu Xian in the teahouse not far next door.

The teahouse's name is Yuezhen Teahouse, which was opened by a nearby female cultivator called Yuezhen Sect. It uses Lingcha Yuezhen Tea as its main sign.

A small pot requires a piece of spiritual stone, which ordinary casual cultivators simply cannot afford.

But Yu Xian prefers the tea master in the tea house.

All the female monks, although their cultivation levels are not high, are only at the first or second level of Qi training.

But with just a pot of moon bud tea, a clever, quiet and elegant girl can perform tea art for you.

Even the waiters in the building are tall, young and beautiful women.

It can only be said that the boss understands consumption.

It's a pity that the consumption power here has greatly failed them. If they could drive to Shangyang City, the custody business would be booming.

"Guest, please have tea."

The tea sommelier sitting opposite Yu Xian is a girl with some baby fat. She has short ear-length hair and looks quite delicate.

I picked up the tea and smelled it before drinking it.

The tea was warm, but there was a hint of icy taste in his mouth. When he tasted it carefully, only a faint fragrance of tea was left in his mouth.

It's like a bud blooming quietly under the moonlight on a branch above the moon, secretly exuding a hint of fragrance.

In addition, one's own magic power has received an extremely weak nourishment, but the effect is so weak that it cannot be detected at all if one does not sense it carefully.

"not bad."

Yu Xian made a casual comment and put down the tea cup.

The girl smiled sweetly at Yu Xian, stood up and was about to leave.

"Guests, please use it slowly."

"Wait a minute. Here are four more pots of moon bud tea. I have a few friends coming. Each of them will have a pot."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled.

"Okay, guest, please wait a moment."

Five pots of tea at one time, that is five spiritual stones, is a rare big business for her.

Downstairs at the teahouse.

Zhao Shiwen was walking in front with a sullen look on her face, and three family elders were following behind her with sad faces.

One of the female family elders was still talking to Zhao Shiwen.

At this moment, they were stunned at the same time, as if they heard something, and then they looked up and saw Yu Xian raising a cup of tea to them.

…

In the tea room.

The girl has already set up the tea set and is just waiting for the guests to come.

"The tea here is not bad. Some of you are restless, so why not drink tea and calm down."

Yu Xian nodded to the girl.

"Lingling, you can start."

In a simple exchange, he already knew the name of the tea art girl.

Of course, the main thing is the courage to throw five spirit stones.

Soon, the girl started a smooth tea art performance.

Although the later guests were not in the mood to watch, the girl still performed seriously again and again, which was considered worthy of the tea money.

After the four of them drank tea, their moods became much more stable.

Yu Xian lightly knocked on the table a few times and suddenly said:

"It seems your trip is not going well, Shiwen, what happened?"

Hearing Yu Xian's gentle voice, Zhao Shiwen's suppressed emotions finally collapsed, and she said with red eyes:

"They didn't admit that I was the new boss at all, and said that I..."

Zhao Shiwen glanced at the hostess hatefully and continued:

"... He also said that I am just a bitch who sleeps with me and comes out with me. The Zhao family is a loser who walks out and has nothing to do with them."

The air suddenly became quiet, as if you could hear a needle drop.

Yu Xian smiled at the three family elders, with a bit of coldness on his face.

"Several elders, is this what you mean?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

The three people quickly shook their heads. The old man in his seventies or eighties was no different from a kid who made a mistake. He closed his legs and sat upright.

"We have already scolded him severely. No one will dare to talk to Master Shiwen like this next time. Don't worry, Mr. Ke Qing."

"Kill him."

Yu Xian took a sip of tea and wrote lightly.

The three of them were immediately shocked, especially the girl's face, which looked horrified.

"Master Keqing, he is still a child, so don't argue with him. I will apologize to Chief Shiwen on his behalf and to Master Keqing."

Yu Xian asked: "What is the relationship between that man and you?"

"He, he is my grandson."

The girl’s wife said lao Zhizhi.

"Then it's up to you to do it yourself and bring his head over. I'll give you a moment to burn incense, so you can leave some last words and complete the bond between your ancestors and grandchildren."

Yu Xian still kept an understatement, but the words he said were chilling.

"Your Majesty, why is this happening? He is really just a child."

The old woman's eyes turned red and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Just spare him once. I promise that I will never let him appear in front of Chief Shi Wen again, and I will never let him say a word nonsense."

"Either he dies or you both die together."

Yu Xian turned over his hand and took out the reply letter from Patriarch Zhao.

The eight big characters on it, 'It is not a pity to die, it is easy to do things', are inexplicably a little more bloody at this moment.

Seeing this situation, the hostess had no choice but to stand up and walk out in despair.

"Two elders, you don't think I'm cruel, do you?"

Yu Xian raised his tea cup.

The two of them quickly offered a cup of tea in return and shook their heads in denial: "No, no, your lord, Ke Qing, enforces the law strictly for the good of the Zhao family."

"It would be great if you could understand my painstaking efforts. Severe cases require serious treatment. Originally, I didn't want to get involved in your management, but Zhaojiafang City is half as good as me now.

I still have to say something, you are too indulgent towards your own family. "

Yu Xian pointed to the Baiyi Pavilion outside the teahouse and said:

"For example, this Baiyi Pavilion, which is already a representative industry of the Zhao family, actually colludes with the cultivators to rob the cultivators and seek wealth and death."

"How can this kind of business last for a long time? Do you really think you can hide it?"

"Business in Fangshi is so bad today because of these unhealthy trends. Even our own people in Fangshi take the lead in not obeying the rules. How dare other people come to Fangshi to do business and consume.

So starting from today, no matter what happened before, everyone must do three things well in the future.

That's the rules, the rules, the rules! "

"otherwise……"

"Two elders, I will kill you first."

Yu Xian's smile looked like a devil to the two elders.

They said with mournful faces: "Your Majesty, they don't abide by the rules, how can they blame us? We are innocent."

"Then you change to someone who abides by the rules."

Yu Xian's face turned completely cold, and his voice became a little murderous.

"I've put in so much effort, I'm not here to be a nanny for you in the Zhao family, I'm here to earn spiritual stones.

I will kill anyone who dares to make it difficult to do business in Fangshi! "

"Also, remember to cooperate well with Shiwen. She is my woman. If she is wronged, it is a slap in my face, and the consequences will be serious."

Yu Xian turned his head to look at Zhao Shiwen, who was already stunned, his face thawed, and he smiled gently:

"Shiwen, are you confident that you can do it well?"

Zhao Shiwen glanced at the two silent elders and suddenly felt no longer aggrieved or nervous.

Yes, she has a strong enough backing, and she is the one who is afraid of them.

She nodded heavily and said again:

"I will never let you down."

Right now.

The hostess was covered in blood and walked slowly into the teahouse holding a box.

She raised her head, looked at the leisurely scene upstairs, closed her eyes in pain and said:

"Your Majesty, my grandson's head has been brought!"

Yu Xian looked at the hostess. After a while, he turned around, leaving only his back.

"Bury it."

The box is empty.

No wonder that person dared to insult Zhao Shiwen in person.

The naughty children have such parents who are willing to risk their lives, and they don't have to pay any price, so what else can they not dare to do?

But an empty box is better than a box with a head.

Yu Xian looked at the two family elders beside him who were flattering Zhao Shiwen, and the female family elder who would always live in the shadows.

The overall situation of Fangshi has been decided.

He couldn't help shaking his head secretly. He knew clearly that he couldn't resist, but he still instinctively wanted to make some small moves. As expected, human nature is always complicated and difficult to understand.