The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration wants to help the boss survive

Chapter 137: Shark Tears (30)

The waiter didn't expose the woman, and followed her to a guest room on the second floor. The woman unlocked the door and said to the waiter, "The guest room is cleaned every day, so you can stay at ease... Just call the waiter if you need to..."

Xiao Er nodded, and said a sentence in his heart: Xiao Er has something to call Xiao Er... It's a good sentence!

After the woman left, the waiter just put the Fuyuan Qin he was carrying on the table, opened the door wide, and sat down to drink tea.

Looking at the gradually darkening night outside, just wait quietly.

...

Black clouds pressed down on the sky, and the air was cold and silent. After waking up, Feng Xuan drank the soup made by Xiaoxiao to replenish his vitality. At this time, he was sitting opposite Mu Xi, telling the unfinished things during the day:
"...So, what do you think about this matter..." Feng Hua took a sip of the tea in hand, and when she learned that the second brother was sent to solve this matter, the knot in her heart was relieved, and she hoped that the second brother would be able to Grab the old man's pigtails...

Of course, Feng Rong didn't tell Mu Xi what the old man said about the soul under his skin...

Mu Xi listened to the old man in Feng Ling's mouth, thought for a moment, and said to Xiao Xiao who was beside him: "Go and find out, among the immortals who entered Fengling Town, there is the old man in Feng Ling's mouth!"

Xiaoxiao nodded, and ran out like a dog.

Fengling Town is under the jurisdiction of Yushu Pavilion, if the person who claims to be a Sanxian is a real fairy, he will inform Yushu Pavilion in advance when he comes to Fengling Town, and if a decent fairy comes here, Mu Xi will definitely Noticed.

Mu Xi: Maybe it's because I've been too busy these days and didn't notice the records in the brochure.

Feng Ling looked at Feng Ling's thoughtful look, and was about to add fuel to the fire: "The old man looks like he is the manager of Fengling Town, isn't that provocation?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Xuan gave a blank look.

Seeing that Feng Xuan couldn't get used to the old man's appearance, Mu Xi already had a plan in her mind...

After Xiaoxiao took the book back, Mu Xi looked through it a few times, but there was no such thing as the Sanxian that Feng Chao was talking about.

"Maybe it's the new fairy from Fengling Town?" Xiaoxiao suggested, blinking her eyes.

Mu Xi shook her head and objected: "No, any cultivator in Fengling Town who advances to Xiaoxian needs to go through the records of Yushu Pavilion."

Speaking of this, Mu Xi got up and looked in the direction of the door. It is not a good thing to be able to avoid Yushu Pavilion's sight and move freely in Fengling Town. Mu Xi couldn't help worrying about the second brother.

Feng Nuo covered her lips with her hand and chuckled, "Why don't we go and have a look together, lest the second brother can't handle it..."

"You don't have to, I'll go by myself, let Xiaoxiao stay with you..." Mu Xi glanced at Feng Chao, who was still haggard, and reminded: "The peach forest in the apse is also rich in profound strength, let's take care of it for a while." Fanba..."

Feng Nuo did not postpone it. She had long wanted to go to the back hall to absorb profound energy and practice recently. Because the master was in the pavilion, she did not take any action. Now that the master of Taolin opened his mouth, Feng Nuo naturally agreed with Mu Xi's words: "That's fine, I'll wait. Educate yourself a little, and then go help... You and the second brother should be more careful!"

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After they separated, Feng Rong, accompanied by Xiao Xiao, meditated in the forest in the apse. Xiao Xiao watched Feng Rong's hand skills while meditating, and started to imitate them.

Speaking of which, I have been apprenticed to a teacher for a few days, and I ran around every day without learning anything.

The more Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more she felt that she was at a disadvantage, and murmured: "There are three ways to cultivate, profound strength, ghost energy, and essence energy...Since the profound energy is useless, can you try to cultivate with other methods?"

Hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Feng Chao's back felt chills unconsciously, and he said solemnly: "Ghost energy is the method of ghost cultivation, and most of them practice by devouring ghosts weaker than themselves; while essence energy is mostly obtained from humans and animals. It is the usual method used by people who practice the way of magic, but you want to enter the way of magic?"

Xiaoxiao listened to the words and remained silent, thinking secretly in her heart... Although most of the demons are evil people, the heart of good and evil is owned by those who practice. .

Xiaoxiao: If you don’t try, how do you know?

Feng Nuan didn't know what Xiaoxiao was thinking. At this time, Feng Nuan opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Xiao who was beside him. Seeing him sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, with a smile on his face, he didn't intend to reply. Feng Nuan guessed: " There is a way to good and evil, and the way of cultivating the devil is itself evil... You better stop thinking about it earlier..."

Xiaoxiao: ...

...

In the guest room of the tea house, a cup of tea was poured down, but there was no special movement. The second child took out the Fuyuan Qin, and played "Voice of Heartfelt Love" boringly: "Where is Yongye going? The sound of never coming. , Eyebrows close, the moon will sink. Struggle forbearance and not find each other? Resentment and quilt. Change my heart, for yours, and I will remember each other deeply."

"Don't play randomly, I didn't leave you in the night..."

Mu Xi's voice came from next to my ear, Xiaoer's lips curled up, his hands rested on the piano, and he joked to the air: "Your Excellency is not in the pavilion to accompany the beauty, why did you come to find me as a runner?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Er saw a mysterious light flashing through the window, and then a little man crawled in through the window, jumped to the ground, and ran to Xiao Er's feet with his arms behind him.

Xiao Er stretched out his hand, let the little grass man jump on it, put it on the table, and asked: "Is there something important to do if you don't show your real body?"

The little grass man supported Xiao Er's thumb with both hands, and said in a low voice: "There is a fellow Taoist who claims to be a Sanxian, who is active in the town, and his name is not recorded in the book..."

After speaking, the little straw man turned into a piece of green grass and lay on the little second hand's heart.

Without Mu Xi saying much, Xiao Er could understand Mu Xi's meaning, put the grass that had lost the blessing of profound strength on the strings, Xiao Er continued to play the piano, different from just now, this time there was a phantom light on the fingertips...

In front of the tea house, the old man was stroking his beard with one hand and holding a whisk in the other, standing in front of the door and looking inside.

Seeing the appearance of an old man, the woman hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked: "Master Taoist, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

"Hmph, I don't dare to live in this shop!" The old man stared at the woman up and down, squinting his eyes, and continued: "Serve a jug of good wine! Then serve a plate of good meat!"

"Inside please..." The woman made a gesture of invitation, invited the old man in, and then ordered the shop assistants to serve wine and food.

The melodious sound of the qin came from upstairs, the old man stroked his beard and asked, "Who is playing the qin?"

"It's a son staying overnight..."

The woman first poured a cup of tea for the old man, and then went about her own business.

The old man glanced upstairs again and murmured: "Sir? I'm afraid he's not an accomplice!"

Hearing the melodious melodious sound of the zither, quite hypnotic, the old man pinched his fingers, trying to figure out the identity of the person upstairs, but he couldn't figure it out...

"Sure enough..." The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip. His old face was covered with fine lines. He drank the tea and said to himself: "The person who can't figure out the answer is the most suspicious."

The old man drank the tea in his hand, got up and went upstairs to find the sound of the piano, and finally stopped in front of Xiaoer's room.

The door of the room was not closed. Inside the room, a man in a dark green tight-fitting plain jacket was playing the piano in front of the low table. His long and slender fingers were clearly knuckles, flowing freely on the piano.

The old man flicked his fly whisk, hummed softly, and said, "My lord is good at playing the piano..."

(End of this chapter)