Seeing Wen Leyang nod, the middle-aged man immediately looked overjoyed: "I've seen Master Wen Leyang, I'm so happy. We all go up the mountain as servants, specially to listen to the master's orders. www, QuAnBen-XIaoShuo, coM"
Wen Leyang was so confused that he almost didn't know whether he was Wen Leyang or not: "You are also from Yizigong? What's the difference?"
Gou Changxi grinned, ignored Wen Leyang's first question, and pointed at the hundreds of people behind him: "These people all have their own strengths, and they are quite convenient to use." He waved his hand.
Twelve tough young men who seemed to be cut out of the same mold stepped forward at the same time. Gou Changxi introduced with a smile: "They all know some kung fu, and ordinary spells are not difficult for them. They are collectively called the Twelve Months. Of course, the young master is very talented and can use it." We can’t protect them, but there are some small fish and shrimps that we can’t bother the young master to fight personally every day.”
Twelve strong young men bowed to Wen Leyang at the same time: "December will die for the young master!" After saying that, they took a step back and stood behind Wen Leyang like a fan.
Then seven or eight fat men with greasy faces came over. Gou Changxi continued: "These are all good cooks. They belong to the Sichuan, Shaanxi, Shandong, Guangdong and Chaozhou clan. When the young master wants to change the taste, he will give them orders."
After the cooks saluted Wen Leyang, they couldn't wait to ask: "Where is the kitchen?"
Two more people came up from behind, one was an old man with a boyish face and a hale and hearty spirit, and the other was in his prime, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a smart suit. "One of them is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and the other is from Moscow Setonov Medical College. Doctor, if the young master has a headache or fever from now on, he can just go to them."
Behind them were mothers, tailors, masseuses, drivers and even investment consultants, lawyers and accountants. Anyway, there was nothing these people couldn't do if they couldn't think of it. After all the introductions, Gou Changxi finally smiled at Wen Leyang. : "Master, do you think these people are still suitable for use? If you need anything else, I will go down the mountain and find them for you right away."
Wen Leyang looked carefully at the large crowd of people in front of him, and everyone was smiling at him. Finally, his eyes fell on Gou Changxi's face: "Mr. Gou..."
"Call me Lao Gou. If there are so many people, young master, if you can't remember, just tell me if you have anything to do." Gou Changxi answered with a professional attitude.
Wen Leyang smiled kindly: "Mr. Don't worry...who asked you to come here? Wen Leyang is just a boy from the mountains. He doesn't dare to give you orders."
Wen Tunhai strolled around the group of people. Finally, the footsteps stopped behind everyone. Intentionally or unintentionally, they blocked their way out. He smiled and said: "Tell me. Is Yizigong asking you to come here?" The uncle said in a relaxed tone. There was no trace of joy in his eyes. Gift giving place. Finding trouble. Just send it to someone today. Where is Wenjia Village? How can we allow hundreds of outsiders to point fingers? No one knows what these people are up to. I don’t even know if there might be spies among these people. Although Wenjia Village has not yet reached its peak. I still don’t know what people see in me.
Gou Changxi had a wry smile on his face: "We are all servants. We go up the mountain just to serve the young master's daily life and food. We don't dare to talk about other things casually. You can just do it. Set us up. We don't dare to have any food, drink or rest. Disturb the Wen family at all."
Wen Leyang shook his head. You can accept things as gifts. But this group of unknown people must not stay in the village. Uncle Wen Tunhai continued to smile: "Don't you dare say it casually? Hehe. Look down at your feet..."
Wen Tunhai finished speaking. More than a hundred people immediately burst into flames. Shouts of exclamation and stamping of feet kept ringing out. Puffs of purple-red grass have grown out of nowhere on everyone's feet. Under the sunshine. It's flashing with strange colors.
Except for the twelve bodyguards who remained motionless. Only the old Chinese medicine doctor bent down and looked at Xiaocao carefully with a puzzled look on his face. Everyone else was panicking. I wanted to reach out and pull the weeds from my feet but I didn't dare.
Wen Buzuo smiled and reminded from the side: "Don't move, these grasses will crawl through any cracks. They will grow when they see blood, and finally grow out of the eyes and mouth, but people can still live for four or five years."
Wen Wen glanced at the twelve bodyguards with contempt without saying anything: "December, hey!"
A young man working for December shook his head: "We have been strictly ordered not to fight against the Wen family, young or old."
Wen Buzuo supported his younger brother: "Then what if the Wen family kills Wen Leyang?"
Twelve Yue rolled her eyes at him together, and the toughness on her face was completely washed away by helplessness.
Gou Changxi ignored the charming purple grass on his feet and ran around to comfort his subordinates. He then bowed to Wen Leyang and said, "Master, they are all ordinary people. They can't stand such a fright. After a while, everyone will be scared." He wasn’t poisoned. He just had a myocardial infarction first.” As he said that, he stamped his feet hard again. He ran as fast as he could, and the comfrey had begun to spread from his feet to his knees.
Wen Leyang shook his head, fearing that these people would really arouse his uncle's temper. Wen Bucao never asked whether he was an ordinary person or an alien when he killed people. He said sincerely to Gou Changxi: "You must not stay in the village. Please tell the truth." Tell me, why are you here, congratulations, footman, what are you doing here?"
Gou Changxi looked anxious, but his tone was extremely firm: "Master, I really can't say this. Even if you turn us all into straw men, I can't say it. Anyway, if we all die, there will be another group in a few days." Servants come up.”
Wen Tunhai became a little anxious when he heard what he said, and said angrily: "You may not be able to make up your mind if you don't tell me. Wen is half here, come out!"
As soon as the uncle finished speaking, Wen Ban suddenly appeared in the village like a ghost. He opened his mouth and made a smile that was uglier than crying. He looked at the hundreds of people in front of him and asked Wen Tunhai: "Which one do you want to ask?"
Gou Changxi took a step consciously and looked at Wen Ban with a look of death: "Of course it's me."
Wen Leyang sighed, looked at his uncle and was about to speak, when suddenly a kind voice came from behind: "Forget it! Wen Tunhai, detoxify."
The grandpa finally spoke, with a kind face on his face. He walked up to Gou Changxi and patted his shoulder: "Not bad, boy, do a good job!"
The comfrey on Gou Changxi's body immediately fell off, and his shoes and pants were riddled with holes, but his skin was clean. No trace was left behind.
The grandfather looked at Wen Leyang again and ordered loudly: "Today I want to eat the eight bowls of halal Hui Hui. Besides, the weather has been humid recently, and my dick is always making my muscles and bones sore. It would be nice if someone could help me. It's hot." Now, we want to add some clothes. There has been a lot of rain in the mountains this year, and some houses have to be re-tiled..."
Tell me one thing. His eyes would be fixed on the corresponding person. Gou Changxi was smiling at first, but later his eyes were gradually filled with surprise. He briefly introduced the people he brought, but the old man remembered them all clearly and praised them sincerely. : "The old man has a good brain!"
The grandpa chuckled and waved his hand after finally finishing his words: "Let's all disperse, Wen Tunhai, find a few rooms to settle everyone down." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Wen Tunhai and Wen Leyang frowned and chased away the elders.
Mr. Wen Er and Mr. Wen San had their hands behind their backs. I strolled out of the village.
Gou Changxi cried and stamped his feet: "Who can detoxify them?"
Wen Leyang turned around and said, "Just pat them on the shoulder."
Gou Changxi patted the shoulders of the people around him doubtfully, and sure enough, the purple grass fell one after another. Then he started to detoxify others with surprise and joy. In his heart, he admired the Wen family's magical poison skills. The elder patted Gou Changxi on the shoulder and planted the method of detoxification. Then he could detoxify others by patting them...
Wen Tunhai and Wen Leyang were one big and one small, and they were becoming more and more uneasy now. The older one rubbed his palms and the younger one gnawed carrots. They all wanted to turn into worms and get into Gou Changxi's heart to see what was going on.
Uncle Wen waved his hand with a smile: "Don't be so worthless. Except for Gou Changxi and Twelve Yue, they are all ordinary people, so there is no need to worry too much."
Wen Buzuo was more worried than anyone else, as if he was anxious: "Some people are giving gifts, some are fighting, and some are on errands. What's going on!" As a senior gossip, Wen Buzuo was already worried, and suddenly his eyes flashed. Bright. He whispered to his brother: "Tonight you and I can go listen to the window root, and I guarantee that we can find out everything!"
Brother Sancun Ding snorted disdainfully: "Okay!"
Mr. Wen Si slapped the table and yelled at the two brothers: "Get out! Who asked you two to follow in!"
The two brothers quickly went out in despair. Mr. Wen reached out to Wen Leyang for a carrot, took a bite and said with a smile: "I don't understand what's so delicious about this!" As he spoke, a figure flashed outside the door. Just now The second grandfather and the third grandfather, who had gone out for a walk in the village, both came back. They nodded slightly to the uncle and said in a voice without any hesitation: "The wind-blown earthworms have been planted."
Only then did Wen Leyang suddenly realize. Then he asked with some confusion: "Have you planted Zhuifengsan for them all?"
Uncle Wen Tunhai thought about it for a while. He smiled with admiration from the bottom of his heart: "Big Daddy's poisoning method! Even we disciples in the inner chamber can't see through it!" The old man just patted Gou Changxi on the shoulder and not only planted the antidote to Lithospermum. He even planted a medicinal powder called Zhui Feng San, and while Gou Changxi was detoxifying others, he also unknowingly got poisoned by this medicinal powder.
Zhui Feng Powder is colorless, odorless and harmless, but it only attracts a type of ground silkworm called the Feng Chui Earthworm. As soon as the person planted with the powder moves, the ground silkworms will follow him underground, and the Feng Chui Earthworm will stay on the ground. If you follow it, you won't be able to notice it at all. However, the Wen family has their own way of tracking wind-blown earthworms, and they can know where these earthworms have been without leaving home.
Mr. Wen chuckled: "Driving them down would make people look down on our Wen family. Hey, let them make trouble. Sooner or later, the truth will come out!" After speaking, he paused and added: "There will be more in the future. Those who give gifts should accept them!"
Wen Tunhai nodded, but still asked hesitantly: "How about... let Wen Leyang call the Great Mercy Temple? They are all cultivators, so they might... "
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the fourth master: "The Great Mercy Temple is the Great Mercy Temple, and the Wen family is the Wen family. There is no need to mobilize troops or crowds for this matter."
After the group of people who went up the mountain were settled by Wen Tunhai, they immediately got busy, measuring their bodies and making clothes, massaging bones, cooking and cooking, etc., all of which were carried out meticulously according to the requirements of Mr. Wen. During dinner Sure enough, the cook sent eight large halal bowls to the uncle's room, and the other people who had nothing to do stayed in the room and did not come out at all.
December was divided into three classes, following Wen Leyang all the time. There was never a trace of expression on their faces, and their whole bodies were tense when they were on duty. The eyes of the four people looked in four directions, leaving no blind spots untouched. Even during the handover, there is no slack. The taking place and the handover place will be on duty together for an hour, and then the handover will leave. Go directly back to the house to eat and sleep.
Gou Changxi rarely showed up, but as soon as the word Gou Changxi appeared from Wen Leyang's mouth, he would immediately agree with force and suddenly appear in front of everyone, which shocked Xiao Yi several times.
For many days in a row, these servants who went up the mountain didn't behave in any way. They were busy when they had something to do, and slept when they had nothing to do. They didn't talk much to each other. Wen Bu's actions of listening to windows and roots were fruitless.
Wenjia Village began to prosper quickly. The Wen family had a lot of money, but they had never been very particular about food, drink and clothing. Nowadays, famous chefs cook meals, clothes are professionally tailored, and even things like shaving and shaving are taken care of in an orderly manner by the servants. However, those who serve on the errands will complain to Gou Changxi from time to time: "Master Gou, didn't you come as promised?" From serving one person to serving a village, the reward cannot be the same as before."
Gou Changxi nodded vigorously: "Definitely, definitely, we will give everyone a salary increase!"
Ten days later. Gou Changxi found Wen Leyang with a smile and asked respectfully: "Master, do you think these people are using them well? If there is any dissatisfaction, I will replace them immediately."
Wen Leyang didn't know what to say, but he thought to himself, don't ask me, you have to ask the grandpa, so he nodded and smiled: "Satisfied, satisfied."
At this moment, a burst of familiar laughter suddenly sounded from the entrance of the village, and Jifei and Shui Jing were beaming. From afar, he raised his hand to Wen Leyang: "Wen... um, congratulations, I'm very happy!"
Before he finished speaking, a fiery and pretty figure jumped out from behind the two monks. Next to the girl, a fat boy with his hands on his hips, a felt hat on his head, sunglasses on his face, and a colorful uniform jumped out.
It seems that the copper pot is just a stopgap measure for Ah Dan when there is no felt hat.
Wen Leyang was overjoyed. Xiao Yi, who was following him, also cheered: "Mumu!"
Mumu frowned. He gritted his teeth and shouted at Wen Leyang: "Wen Leyang, I...I will fight with you!" He said. He swung his soul-fixing needle with both hands, like a beautiful swallow, and rushed towards Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang was startled, and suddenly there were four loud shouts behind him. Four people holding daggers in their hands were chasing Mu Mu from the southeast and northwest like lightning! The speed is so fast that it is impossible to catch it with your eyesight!
Twelve Yue had never made a move since they went up the mountain. They usually stayed close to their master, but they were no longer within his sight. Over time, Wen Leyang forgot about their existence, and he did not expect that they would suddenly launch a combined attack as fast as thunder.
Mu Mu didn't even expect that there were four bodyguards lying in the grass pit. She had no time to react and could only close her eyes. The strong wind from the opponent's attack had already swept up her delicate bangs, but suddenly there was a blow on her ankle. He was so tight that he was pulled away at the moment when the opponent's knife was about to cut him.
Mu Mu exclaimed, and when she opened her eyes, Wen Leyang was hugging herself with joy on his face: "Why are you here?"
There was a sudden crackling sound in the sky, and then four bodyguards who sprang up like tigers and cheetahs fell down in a mess...
Ah Dan also jumped down from the air, picked up the hat he had dropped on the ground in a very high-key manner, dusted it and put it on his bald head again, and waved disdainfully at the four bodyguards with red faces and handprints. fist.
Mu Mu struggled out of Wen Leyang's arms with a blushing face. After hearing the news, several parents of the Wen family and Wen Tunhai rushed over, just in time to catch up with two monks, Jifei and Shui Jing, running over. Jifei faced his uncle. Wen Tunhai extended a thumb and praised loudly: "Uncle, you are so amazing! It's just like you said!"
Wen Tunhai was stunned and asked in astonishment: "What did I say?"
The monk reminded loudly: "As you said, Yizigong has fallen in love with Wen Leyang and wants to hire Wen Leyang as his uncle! Haha, this is a big deal!"
Mu Mu was very angry now. She stamped her feet and pointed at the monk and cursed: "Why are you so happy, monk!"
"**? Wen Bucao, be careful of turning a happy event into a funeral!" The two chiefs of the Luo family also came and were slowly walking into the village, followed by a dark corpse. Mu Mu returned to her two leaders angry and aggrieved.
Ah Dan was babbling, ran over, knelt down and patted Wen Leyang's feet, took off his sunglasses, and greeted him familiarly. After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Ah Dan looks more and more like a living doll. The dark circles on his face are almost invisible, his eyes are naughty and flexible, he has small white teeth, a red and fleshy little tongue, and his skin is like that of a baby. It's as slimy and smooth as mud, making people want to pinch their cheeks just looking at it.
The chief butler Gou Changxi quietly waved his hand to his subordinates, sluggishly returned to his room, slammed the door tightly, and made it clear that he did not dare to participate.
Wen Leyang was now full of surprise: "What's going on?"
However, the old Taoist Jifei smiled and took out a small electric fan from his arms without haste, turned on the switch, and blew himself.
It wasn't until Xiao Yihu touched the loudspeaker with a face that the old man hurriedly said: "Good guy, neither of us brothers have been out for a while. When I went down the mountain to inquire, I found out that the head of Luohai Lake Yizi Palace has taken a fancy to you. , I want to marry my precious daughter to you!"
Wen Leyang felt his face get hot, and when he glanced at it with the corner of his eye, Mumu almost turned into Ultraman, and his big eyes were literally spitting fire.
Wen Budo's thirst for knowledge was the most urgent: "Is the news reliable?"
Suddenly there was a loud cheer not far away, and Ah Dan, who was wandering around in the village, and Linglong Ma, who was wandering around in the village, met on a narrow road. Ah Dan jumped up and hugged the pony's neck, and rubbed his fat face against the pony's neck. The pony swung its tail and snorted, looking indifferent.
The monk replied angrily: "It's absolutely reliable. The news was accidentally revealed by a famous person in Yizigong! Now it has spread throughout the cultivation path, and everyone says they don't know what happened to Yizigong, the crazy, flower-like fairy I just want to put it in the cow... that flowerpot."
The monk finally changed his tune in time, otherwise the crime of contempt for the teacher would be settled.
Jifei finished blowing the fan and took out a can of Wong Lo Kat from his pocket: "This is true. Those people from Yi Zi Gong just heard the news, so they rushed over to give us Wen Bu Cao a gift..."
The strange things that have been going on for more than a month recently have been explained. Yizigong revealed that they chose Wen Bucao as their in-laws, so countless small sects attached to Yizigong rushed to fawn over them. Several people who went up to the mountain to cause trouble a while ago It seems that they are all admirers of the daughter of the head of the family. They were not convinced when they heard that their sweetheart was going to marry an ordinary person. As for Lao Gou and this group of people, they were simply sent by Yizigong.
The corners of Wen Leyang's mouth twitched in confusion. Even if the news was true, why exactly? (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)