The maid missed and the tub overturned. The maid was very panicked and screamed out.
Wen Zhao was reading a book at this time. When he heard the maid shouting, he tilted his head eagerly. The wooden basin had not yet landed on the ground, but he only glanced at it and did not reach out to pick it up.
The wooden basin fell to the ground, and the foot-washing water spilled all over the floor.
The maid looked at Wen Zhao anxiously. Wen Zhao waved his hand at her, then turned away and lay down to read.
The maid squatted down, straightened the wooden basin, and wiped the water stains with a rag.
"Never mind it, go down and change a pair of shoes." Wen Zhao said casually.
Wen Zhao said this, but the maid did not leave just now. She kept wiping the water stains on the floor and then stood up with the wooden basin, "Master, I will definitely be more careful in the future."
"Yeah." Wen Zhao's mind was entirely on the book.
The maid left anxiously.
"You see, not every rich man is a playboy." Nanfeng said with a smile.
Zhuge Chanjuan curled her lips and was reminded by Nanfeng that she had paid careful attention to the expressions and actions of Wen Zhao and the maid. Wen Zhao saw the wooden basin let go, but did not try to take over. This showed that his judgment was accurate and he knew that even if he took action, there was nothing he could do. Catch the tub before it hits the ground. In addition, the maid accidentally spilled the foot-washing water. It is inevitable to be anxious and nervous, but there is no panic or fear. This also shows that the Wen family treats their servants very generously and does not usually beat or punish them easily. .
"Let's go." Nanfeng stood up, grabbed two fruits from the fruit plate and handed them to Zhuge Chanjuan.
"You want to use this person?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
Nanfeng shook his head, "Not necessarily. Whether you use it or not depends on who the opponent sends. Although Wen Zhao's martial arts has both yin and yang, it is more yang and less yin, more peaceful and less killing, unless the opponent is fierce and vicious. The number of ways, otherwise it will be difficult for him to use his spear to counterattack his shield to kill the opponent."
Zhuge Chanjuan nodded, ate the fruit, and followed Nan Feng out of Wen Zhao's room.
When they arrived at the courtyard, Nanfeng did not leave immediately, but walked around the Wen Mansion. Zhuge Chanjuan did not understand what Nanfeng was looking at. Nanfeng also knew that Zhuge Chanjuan did not know what he was looking at, so he took the initiative to explain, "Dog The den is covered with thatch, indicating that the family is generous and kind and treats the animals well."
"The purpose of looking at the Wen family tree is to determine whether this person has any brothers. If this person has two younger brothers, there is no chance that the Wen family will have no descendants after he ascends to the throne."
Zhuge Chanjuan was a little unhappy when Nanfeng praised Wen Zhao so much, "His father has four wives and concubines, so what do you mean?"
"Food, sex, and sex." Nanfeng said with a smile.
"No matter what you say, you are right. Stop looking and go back." Zhuge Chanjuan urged.
You need to leave when you come, but you don't need to when you go back. You can just teleport back to your room.
There was loud snoring next door, and the fat man had already fallen asleep.
There was a stove in the room with hot water on it. Zhuge Chanjuan poured the footbath water and waved to Nan Feng, "Come here, I'll take care of you."
"If you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing." Nan Feng lay down crookedly.
"Hehe, no stealing." Zhuge Chanjuan smiled evilly.
"You're pregnant, don't mess around." Nanfeng whispered.
"Are we still husband and wife?" Zhuge Chanjuan was displeased.
"Yes, but you are pregnant and it is not appropriate to have sex." Nanfeng said.
You have thousands of clever ideas, I have certain rules,' you are not particular about it. ''Don't worry about the fetal air. ''The fat man will wake up at any time. None of them worked, and Zhuge Chanjuan succeeded in the end.
Early the next morning, the three set out on the road and continued eastbound.
At Chenshi, we came to the North-South Official Road, which is not far from the river. From the sky, we can see many people gathered by the river, including merchants, pedestrians, and many warriors.
The spiritual cultivation of these warriors was not high. When greeting people, they would either bow their heads or clasp their hands together. This shows that they were all victims of the imperial court's extermination of Buddhism and pursuit of Taoism. The Northern Zhou Dynasty had no choice but to live in the south and seek survival in the south.
"What are you looking at?" the fat man asked.
"In the winter of eighteen years ago, I also crossed the river on ice from there." Nanfeng raised his hand and pointed south.
"Time flies so fast." Fatty answered.
"Look." Zhuge Chanjuan raised her hand and pointed north.
Nan Feng turned around and saw a large group of cavalry appearing on the official road to the north, carrying weapons and whipping their horses, and they were coming menacingly.
"I'm afraid they are here to take them back." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng nodded and instructed Ba Ye to continue eastward.
"No, you can leave the Taoist alone, but I can't leave the monk alone." The fat man wanted to go down and stop the officers and soldiers.
"Let's go, I've already taken care of it." Nanfeng said.
The fat man didn't know why and looked at him doubtfully.
Nanfeng said casually, "The ice floes on the river cannot be stepped on."
The fat man thought for a moment and then understood. Nanfeng's implication was that he had invisibly strengthened the ice surface, leaving a way out for the monks.
Not long after heading east, the fat man said again, "We have walked this road before. That's where the black python survived the tribulation."
"Yeah." Nanfeng nodded.
"What black python?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"A strange Taoist from Shangqing Sect." Nanfeng said casually.
Seeing that Nan Feng was unwilling to waste his words, Zhuge Chanjuan looked at the fat man. The fat man was not too lazy to talk and told Zhuge Chanjuan some of the things that had happened when the two of them fled here earlier. After Zhuge Chanjuan's doubts were cleared, he rushed south again. Feng asked, "There seems to be no sect going east here."
"I'm not a warrior looking for a fight in the past." Nanfeng said.
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Chanjuan and Fatty looked at Nanfeng at the same time.
Nanfeng said, "There is something that has always bothered me. Do you still remember Xiangyun Escort Agency?"
"How can we forget that we were almost beaten to death back then?" the fat man said.
"Afterwards, we lived in a broken house in front of the mountain. The Taiqing Sect sent a few Taoist nuns to pretend to be nuns and lived in Qingqing Nunnery in the back mountain..."
Before Nanfeng could finish speaking, the fat man interrupted him, "Why are you talking about this?"
"Those Taoist nuns were later killed by the master's wife. I took the opportunity to blame the Xiangyun Escort Bureau, lured Tianshanzi there, and killed all the No. 100 Escort Officers in the Escort Agency," Nanfeng said. "At that time, I felt I was very relieved. Thinking about it afterwards, I realized that it was a bit over the top. Ten years ago, I helped Tiande Tianqi eliminate the Taiqing rebels. Afterwards, I entrusted them to go to Jiangbei to find the women and children of the Xiangyun Escort Bureau and place them properly. After all these years, I still can’t help them. I don’t feel reassured to know whether they have taken care of things, so I stopped by to take a look.”
"So that's what happened. You must have killed more than a hundred people in front of Fengming Mountain." The fat man said.
"It's different. They deliberately took my life at that time, and the escorts from the Xiangyun Escort Agency didn't want to kill me." Nanfeng said casually, "Below is Jiming Mountain. It seems that there are still people living in the Escort Agency. , you wait for me here, I will come back as soon as I go."
After Nanfeng finished speaking, he teleported and appeared on the mountainside below. Xiangyun Escort Bureau had Yu Qingzong as its backer, and its business was booming. There were many escorts and many family members, and a village had been formed in Jiming Mountain.
After half a stick of incense, the south wind returned and instructed the eighth master to go south.
"How's it going?" Fatty asked.
"It's okay. The Taiqing Sect has made very thorough arrangements, and the orphans, widows and children are living a very prosperous life." Nanfeng said casually, and then said, "I saw an acquaintance, do you remember Dashan?"
"Big mountain?" The fat man felt familiar.
Zhuge Chanjuan's memory is better than Fatty's, "That young man who followed Mo Li back then?"
Nanfeng nodded, "Yes, we also taught him some martial arts skills, and now he has cultivated in Danlan and married the daughter of the head of the escort in the Xiangyun Escort Bureau."
"I remember that he is a stupid guy. He can practice Qi so quickly. It must be Mo Li who is supporting him. This guy is unkind. If he had been following Mo Li back then, I'm afraid..."
Nanfeng interrupted the fat man's words, "He wants to follow Mo Li, but he has to give in. Mo Li won't let the Eighth Master follow, how can he hurt his friends."
"Sigh." Speaking of Mo Li, the fat man was in a low mood, "Okay, let it go. Don't worry about it anymore."
Nan Feng nodded.
"That's not right," Fatty thought vaguely, "Why do I feel like you are taking care of the aftermath?"
Nanfeng didn't answer, Zhuge Chanjuan looked at the fat man.
The fat man said to Zhuge Chanjuan, "Don't you think so? It's like a dying person doing all the little things before dying..."