Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

Just after the man in black went down, a person suddenly walked out from behind the screen in Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan's study.

The person who came was dressed in white, with a handsome figure and a handsome face, and he looked like a talented person.

While walking, there is a gust of fragrant wind, and when you look up, you can tell that you are a fairy.

It was the boy Baihe under Yuanshi Tianzun's seat.

It turned out that just a few days ago, Yuanshi Tianzun secretly ordered Baihe boy to go to Dongbohou's mansion.

"Dong Bohou Jiang Hengchu and Nanbohou E Chongyu both died. Now is the best opportunity to provoke Dongbohou and Nanbohou's hatred towards the Shang Dynasty."

"The goal of your trip is to stir up conflict between them and the Shang Dynasty."

"Let them become a sharp spearhead to stab the Shang Dynasty."

Yuanshi Tianzun's words were cold, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his voice.

While speaking, the surrounding space was flickering with lightning, as if a few cracks had flashed through.

Follow the law!

Such scenes are enough to show the power of the saint.

Boy Baihe hurriedly knelt down, and responded repeatedly in his mouth:

"Boy Baihe respectfully abides by the decree of the sage, I will go down the mountain and go to Dongbohou's mansion."

After saying these words, Boy Baihe set off for Dongbohou's mansion, and successfully shook Dongbohou Jiang Wenhuan with the rhetoric he had prepared.

Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan hesitated again and again, but still kept Boy Baihe in the mansion.

"You were skeptical about what I said before, but now your subordinates have personally inquired about the news for you."

"You should believe what I said, I advise you to prepare early."

"If you really wait until the merchant soldiers come over, it will be too late for you to resist."

After Baihe boy finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back.

Slowly walked to the front of Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan, and sat down on the chair beside him.

He looked up and down Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan, his expression was calm, but his heart was full of contempt.

"It's just a mere mortal who has wasted so much time on this boy."

"I'm a sage's gatekeeper, a dignified Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation base, very powerful, okay?"

Baihe boy complained secretly in his heart, but his face was still expressionless.

Dongbo Hou Jiang Wenhuan was extremely anxious at the moment. He saw his father's decadence after returning from Chaoge City, and he knew in his heart that his father must have suffered some kind of blow.

What a heavy blow it must be to turn a father who has always been strong into a useless person who does nothing?

My own talent is far less than that of my father, so what ability can I have against the Shang Dynasty?

At this moment, Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan was in a state of confusion. How much he wished that his father, who had passed away, could jump out of the cemetery and give him some advice.

Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan fell into deep thought with his chin in his arms.

Boy Baihe waited at the side for a full hour, only to see Jiang Wenhuan, Marquis of Dong Bo, maintaining his original posture motionless.

I finally lost my patience, stood up and walked towards the door, leaving a sentence before leaving:

"Think about it carefully, this is a major matter related to your family and life."

Then he walked out and closed the door of the study.

Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan struggled for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub branch in person to see what kind of magic there is."

"It can make my father unwilling to go home when he is dying."

After Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan made a decision in his heart, he finally felt the long-lost sense of comfort.

Immediately got up and returned to the bedroom, fell asleep with his wife in his arms.

Chapter 65 Discriminated Guangchengzi and Chijingzi

Early the next morning, Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan came to Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub excitedly.

The welcome guests at the front desk warmly greeted them, and invited Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan into the Tianzihao private room.

Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan's eyes stared straight.

Is this a trapeze?

what is this?

Why is there such a wonderful thing.

Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan fell completely, and his inner will was completely crushed by the enjoyment in front of him.

"Such a happy thing, no wonder my father said that."

"It's better to live happily for one day than to live for a hundred years."

……

From then on, Dong Bohou Jiang Wenhuan was just like his father.

Indulging in Jiuchi Roulin nightclub every day, Baihe boy never saw Dongbohou Jiang Wenhuan again.

Boy Baihe felt very helpless, so he had no choice but to leave Dongbohou's mansion.

But the task entrusted to me by the sage has not been completed, so I thought about it:

Since the Dong Bo Hou Jiang Wenhuan is useless, the new Nan Bo Hou Eshun may still be of value.

Right, that is it.

I'm going to find Nanbohou Eshun right now.

Thinking of this, Baihe Boy didn't hesitate any longer, and flew into the midair, his figure turned into a streamer, and flew towards Nanbohou's mansion.

After traveling for a while, they came to the gate of Nanbohou's mansion, and Baihe Boy fell to the ground.

But at this moment, the conversation of two passers-by next to him made Baihe boy stunned in place.

"Have you heard? The newly appointed Nan Bo Hou Eshun hasn't come out since he saw Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub a few days ago."

A man dressed as a businessman said to the person next to him with a nervous expression.

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard people talking about this too."

"I heard that the entire Nan Bohou's mansion is crazy. The previous Nan Bohou died in Jiuchi Meat Forest, and this Nan Bohou is madly addicted to it again."

"I don't know what magic power is in that place?"

The man next to him had a longing look on his face.

Boy Baihe: "..."

who am I?

where am I?

what am i doing now?

Why are these people so obsessed with Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub? Why?

Boy Baihe felt that he could not stay here any longer, otherwise all the tens of thousands of years of cultivation on Kunlun Mountain would be in vain.

My Dao heart has become unstable.

Thinking of this, Boy Baihe rushed straight into the sky.

Turning into his original form, the white crane flew back towards Kunlun Mountain.

Go and report to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Shang Dafu Wu Meibo and Jiao Gebing divided into two routes, and opened the branches of Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub all over the territory of the Shang Dynasty from two routes.

Even in the surrounding vassal territories, there are basically Jiuchi Roulin nightclubs.

Just when their work was in full swing.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, were also looking for candidates for their disciples in the territory of the Shang Dynasty and the surrounding princely territories.

But the passers-by around showed disgusted faces after seeing the alchemist costumes on the two of them.

Even the big yellow dog tied to the door was barking at the two of them.

At this time, a passer-by pointed to Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi to educate their children:

"In the future, you will join the Confucian school and study Confucian classics."

"Don't be like these two people doing nothing and being alchemists."

"Such a person is simply insulting the ancestors. If you dare to be an alchemist, I will break your legs."

The child in front of him was frightened by the ferocious look on his father's face, and burst into tears immediately.

Guangchengzi: "..."

Chi Jingzi: "..."

Are you talking about people?

What does it mean not to be an alchemist, and what is said to insult the ancestors.

The two of us have no ancestors at all, okay?

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi were speechless for a while:

"Why do people in the Shang Dynasty show a look of disgust after seeing the two alchemists dressed up by themselves?"

On the contrary, if those ordinary mortals with no cultivation base wear Confucian clothes, the people around them will look at him like stars.

After enduring it for a while, Guang Chengzi finally couldn't help asking passers-by by the side of the road:

"Why are Confucian scholars so popular with you, but when you see alchemists, you look disgusted?"

Guang Chengzi was puzzled by this matter, and so was Chi Jingzi.

At this moment, he was also standing beside him with a curious look on his face.

I saw passers-by on one side, and saw a man dressed as an alchemist suddenly coming to my side.

Immediately, his body involuntarily took half a step back, and after pulling a certain distance from Guang Chengzi, he said to him:

"These Confucian students are the disciples of the sages, and the sages of the Shang Dynasty have the grace to rebuild us common people."

"Confucian scholars, as his disciples, are naturally our targets in Chongqing."

"As for what kind of alchemist you are talking about, people like you are not productive, and their mouths are full of empty talk."

"What is there that deserves our respect?"

The passerby proudly raised his head, and walked straight past Guang Chengzi.

Guang Chengzi only left a proud back.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"It seems that the matter of recruiting apprentices will take a lot of twists and turns."

Chi Jingzi said dejectedly on the side, how can he still have the aura of educating the Twelve Golden Immortals now.

His face was full of despair, like a failed middle-aged uncle.

It can be seen how heavy the experience of these days has given him!

On one side, Guang Chengzi's complexion was no better than that of eating sperm, and his face was also grayish white and purple.

"Otherwise, the two of us will go back to Chaoge City to have a look. The economy there is the most prosperous and the population is more active."

"Maybe we can find a suitable apprentice for both of us?"

"The best situation is that Prince Shang changes his mind and entrusts Yin Jiao and Yin Hong to us as apprentices."

Guang Chengzi suggested to Chi Jingzi.

It was the sperm who lowered his head and thought for a while, and felt that there was no better way now, so he nodded in agreement.

Almost at the same time, Xu Ziqing bid farewell to Prince Shang in the Nine Halls of Chaoge City.