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Qi Ning and He Xiu are both talented people, but before they can show off their moves, the black-clothed and masked people who came to surround them all fell to the attacks of Yang Yuyao's clone puppets and Wen Mo. Down. Each of them only had two or three moves, each of which was fatal. These killers in black didn't even stir up a splash of water, and they were silent again. Although they never had any unfavorable thoughts towards the two of them, Qi Ning and the other two were still frightened into cold sweats by the monk's power.

"It seems that Mr. Meng wants to escape." Yang Yuyao's clone puppet waved its fan-holding wrist, and an invisible air blade penetrated the dungeon wall and flew diagonally upward. Then, as if nothing happened, Yang Yuyao's puppet left the dungeon with a few people.

During this period, there were still constant attacks by dead warriors dressed in black and covering their faces. However, in front of the two monks, they seemed to be just cutting down the weeds on the road ahead. Moreover, whether it was Wen Mo or Yang Yuyao's clone puppet, even the powerful ones Not a single part of it was used.

"When I bring the body of Mr. Meng, I will seal this villa, and then I will give you the method to open it when you need it." Yang Yuyao's clone puppet said to Qi Ning.

"Okay." Qining nodded, "After this matter is over, the two immortal masters can come to my house to rest. I will host a banquet for you two."

Meng Gong's body fell far away from the dungeon. Seeing the wound on Meng Gong's neck, Qining felt even more horrified when he thought that it was just the result of the fox-eyed monk flicking his fan when he was in the dungeon.

He had sent troops to fight with He Xiu's father, General He Hu, and had met other monks, but he had never seen the monks fight with his own eyes before. After all, there are only a few monks staying in Min Kingdom, and no one would offend him without the foresight. Until this time, he truly felt the truth of the statement that a high-level monk could easily destroy a country.

"Two immortal masters, let me take the liberty to ask, what realm are you in?" Qining asked.

"I am Jin Dan." Yang Yuyao's clone answered the answer he had already compiled without hesitation.

"Nascent Soul." Wen Mo's answer was even simpler.

"Then Dou Shi gave birth to him?" Qining thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

"His realm is Nascent Soul, but his combat power is relatively weak." Yang Yuyao replied. Wen Mo silently glanced at Yang Yuyao's clone, but did not make any comments.

When they left, they saw the body of Qining's bodyguard Hu San. He probably had a brief period of sobriety and chose to commit suicide. The original servants and maids in the villa were all missing, probably because they had been transferred in advance for the convenience of movement. It was even possible that the people they had seen before and were responsible for entertaining them were actually dead soldiers pretending to be dead. But it would be nice if that was the case, at least there would be no need to risk finding out whether there were any innocent servants trapped inside.

After leaving the villa, although the guard Hu San was gone. But Qining found other ways to contact his family to send carriages to pick them up. He even called a carriage for Liu Xiaoxiao and He Xiu to facilitate their return. The waiting time for the carriage was a little long. Although Qining's Xiyu Palace is also in Fubo City, and Fubo City is not big, after all, you have to walk a mountain road to reach this villa, and it is already late at night, which makes this The road up the mountain is even more difficult.

Liu Xiaoxiao looked around, suspecting that she was the only one who felt uneasy and fearful. Yang Yuyao's clone had sealed off the villa that originally belonged to Dou Shisheng, so they were waiting outside the villa for the carriage to pick them up. There are always all kinds of strange sounds in the mountains at night.

But the fox-eyed young man who was a monk and the indifferent monk who appeared later were obviously not afraid, and they communicated in a low voice calmly. Although Qi Ning is a prince, he knows kung fu and has made military exploits on the battlefield, so he can adapt well to the wild environment. Even He Xiu, a woman, appeared calm.

But if she stayed in the villa, she would be even more afraid. Even if she didn't mention the corpses of the dead soldiers, the thought of the tragic death of Xiaoqiao, the maid she grew up with, made her unwilling to stay in the villa. Helpless, she could only try her best to distract herself by chatting. Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the position of Yang Yuyao's clone from time to time, wanting to move as close as possible to that side but was afraid that doing so would appear shameless. So while she was trying to divert her attention by chatting, she was chatting a little absent-mindedly.

"What? How come I don't know that my love for men is a habit of sleeve-cutting?" Qi Ning's exclamation attracted the attention of Yang Yuyao and Wen Mo. Facing the eyes of everyone, the fifth prince of the Min Kingdom His expression turned awkward for a moment. "I'm just not married yet, how could such a statement be spread?"

"This statement is indeed widely circulated." It was Liu Xiaoxiao who mentioned this rumor, but it was He Xiu who confirmed the existence of this rumor. This rumor was also the reason why Liu Xiaoxiao could not help but avoid Qining. This rumor made Liu Xiaoxiao very worried that her father wanted her to marry Qining, even though marrying him would earn her the title of princess. But if her husband is addicted to sleeve cutting, how should she live her life?

"I thought this rumor was true." Probably because he had agreed with Qining to join hands to fight against the Hou family, He Xiu, who had regained hope, returned to his lively look, "After Mr. Jin came to the table, you couldn't even take a look at Miss Liu, who was so beautiful. I almost only look at Mr. Jin." He Xiu's words brought back the attention of Yang Yuyao and Wen Mo, who had just turned back to continue the conversation.

"No, that's because Mr. Jin is a monk, so I'm inevitably a little curious..." Qi Ning quickly explained. Qi Ning felt a headache, although he finally understood the reason why Liu Xiaoxiao had a cold attitude towards him, and knew that such a statement had spread in his fiefdom without him knowing about it. Such a rumor was really serious for a prince. It's very fatal. He could only hope that this rumor did not spread beyond his fiefdom, especially not to the ears of his father.

Indeed, most of his brothers who are similar in age are already princesses and even have several children. The reason why Qining is not married yet is that he has not met the girl he likes. In this regard, his father only gave him a symbolic reminder and did not propose marriage to him like other princes. Rather than marrying a girl in a hurry, his father hoped that he would be more cautious about it.

Finally, Qi Ning's carriage arrived. With the help of Yang Yuyao's clone puppet and Wen Mo, Qi Ning carefully confirmed that the people coming were trustworthy and had not been switched or controlled. Then he safely sent the two women to the carriage returning home. However, thinking that this time they would never see "Jin Yuesheng" again, Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but got out of the carriage again, stopped and was about to board the carriage. The clone of Yang Yuyao who was in the carriage with Qi Ning.

"Mr. Jin, are you married?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked with great expectation. Yang Yuyao's puppet paused after hearing this, but did not notice the sudden change in Wen Mo's expression next to him. He wanted to deny it directly, but He Qianqing's face appeared in his mind uncontrollably. Although they no longer dated and had not become a true Taoist couple, Yang Yuyao suddenly decided to admit it.

"Yes, I already have a family." Yang Yuyao's clone replied calmly. Liu Xiaoxiao showed a little regret, but still smiled and blessed him. But these words made Wen Mo feel like he was struck by five thunders. Although he could not see any change on the outside, he was very upset inside and became even more silent.

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo, do you have something to deal with?" Qining's carriage is still very spacious. Three adult men can sit in it without feeling crowded at all, but Wen Mo has been looking dazed in the carriage. , even Yang Yuyao’s clone puppet used sound transmission and called several times but there was no response.

"Amo?"

"Well, Yuesheng, what's the matter?" Wen Mo finally came to his senses and responded.

"Do you have something important to deal with? If you have something to do, just do it. You don't have to stay with me all the time." Yang Yuyao's clone puppet said.

"No, I've finished all my work, and I'm just idle now." Wen Mo replied. "Yue Sheng, how long do you plan to stay at Qining's place?"

"Leave when you get the reward." Yang Yuyao responded. Sometimes Yang Yuyao felt that his clone puppet was more useful than his original body. He didn't feel sleepy and physical and looked more like a serious monk. If his body were here now, he would be so sleepy at this point that his eyelids would be clenched.

"You... no, it's okay." Wen Mo wanted to confirm whether the answer of having a family was true, but thinking that this fox-eyed young man didn't seem like a person who could talk nonsense since they met, his mood became even more complicated. It's heavy. He was a little annoyed, annoyed that he answered too quickly, and suddenly he didn't know why he was still here. He wanted to run away, roar loudly, or even cry. And he had never felt such an emotion before.

At this moment, as if God followed his wishes, Wenmo's Xunlian suddenly popped up a message asking him to return to the sect quickly. The message with only two words "Return quickly" was so short that there was no more explanation. Wen Mo's expression became solemn.

"Yue Sheng, the sect is calling urgently. I need to go back." Wen Mo said to Yang Yuyao's clone puppet.

"Okay, I wish you a smooth journey and see you later." Yang Yuyao's clone clasped his fists and saluted. Wen Mo returned the favor with some reluctance, stood up carefully to avoid knocking a hole in Qining's carriage with his head, then he opened the door, jumped out of the carriage and left.

"Master Jin, aren't you and that young master from the same sect?" Qining was a little surprised when Wen Mo left without even waiting for the carriage to stop. If they were from the same sect, then everyone should have to go back under such an urgent summons?

"Yes, he is a disciple of Xuanzhen Sect, and I am just a casual cultivator." Yang Yuyao's clone replied.

"That immortal master is actually a monk from the Xuanzhen Sect?!" Qining suddenly felt that he was blind and could not recognize the disciple from that large sect that was famous among mortals. Even the people of Minguo, who have very few contacts with monks, know that those who can join the Xuanzhen Sect to practice are all the best among the monks!

Qi Ning then set his sights on Yang Yuyao's clone. In his opinion, although this young monk claimed to be a casual cultivator, he was also very powerful. And to be able to get along with the disciples of Xuanzhen Sect so calmly, it must be that he is extremely capable and will not be looked down upon.

And she was really good-looking. Qining heard that not long ago, a young monk with a stunningly beautiful appearance came to Fubo City. However, he could not see him, so he could not imagine how beautiful that person was. But he had indeed seen this fox-eyed man. In his opinion, "Jin Yuesheng" was probably the most handsome man he had ever seen in his life, especially those eyes. His eyes were not as hard as those of ordinary men, but they were also She is not as soft as a woman, but is like a blue spring pool. She looks calm and peaceful, and can break stubborn rocks when it stirs up waves. Being looked at by her makes people feel excited and seductive.

"I wonder if Young Master Jin is willing to be my guest?" Qi Ning asked expectantly. "You don't need to do anything, just put your name on it, and I will pay you a certain fee regularly."

"I accept the prince's kindness, but I cannot agree to this matter. I am a businessman, my whereabouts are unpredictable, I am unknown, and my name has no deterrent effect. I have no culture, I cannot do elegant things, and I am not a counselor. The law gives advice.”

Although the conditions given by Qi Ning sound extremely tempting, as if you can get money for nothing by doing nothing, but in fact how can such a good thing be possible? Once the name is attached, it is equivalent to being tied to a substantial relationship. This royal struggle for power will be involved in it no matter what.

Although Yang Yuyao can indeed turn a blind eye and keep an eye on others, when faced with a crisis, he will ignore it and leave immediately. But as the saying goes, the mouth of the cannibal is short and the hands of the taker are soft. By then, you may not be able to leave desperately. Therefore, Yang Yuyao chose to reject it outright from the beginning without hesitation.

Qining felt a little frustrated after being rejected. He remembered the identity of this fox-eyed young businessman. After all, when they first met, he introduced his identity as a businessman before telling him the identity of the monk. This also aroused the contempt of Hou Feng and Xiang Donglai. In addition, several other people here looked down upon Yang Yuyao more or less before his clone revealed that he was a monk. After all, who would have thought that a noble monk would give priority to calling himself a Jiaren?

But if they are ordinary businessmen, it is relatively easy to recruit them. Although he does not have management rights in his own fiefdom, as a prince who can be crowned king, Qining still has many privileges and can give the green light to the businessmen he wants to recruit. But the businessman was a monk, so there was nothing he could do. Even though his fief included Fubo City, the favorite city of the monks from the country of Min, the country was not attractive enough to the monks. Those who were doing business among the monks were unwilling to stay here because they felt that they would not be able to make money.

Even though the dignitaries of the Min country are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the elixirs and skin care products made by the monks, the monks are too lazy to earn the money. The ones that can be purchased are usually those mortal merchants who run errands for the monks, and then purchase these materials from the monks and resell them. They can occasionally bring a few such goods back to the country of Ming to be able to buy them from these people. .

However, ordinary merchants, especially those doing cross-border business, are quite tormented. Not only do they have to overcome problems such as long distances, road safety, and transportation of goods, but they also have to face the difficulty of processing customs clearance documents. Monks do not need customs clearance documents to go to any country, and even mortals who can be brought with them are exempted from customs clearance documents.

But without the help of monks and this customs clearance document, it is simply impossible for a mortal to go abroad. Anyone who forcibly leaves the border will be shot directly. But it is extremely troublesome to get the customs clearance documents, and the probability of success is extremely low. If there is a background identity, it is fine, but if there is no background and identity, it may not be possible to get it done in the end. Even if it is successfully done, there may still be situations where a certain country refuses to recognize and refuse to enter.

In addition, this product needs to pay tariffs whether it is imported or exported. Even if it is a product that a country needs to import in large quantities, these countries will not consider reducing tariffs and simplifying the customs entry process. These make the import and export trade between countries very difficult. Even in a border city like Fubo City, next to Fanxi Country, it would take several days for a mortal to do this border trade. Officially opened.

But having said that, the monks are now ignoring Minguo and are unwilling to stay here for a long time. It is indeed because the ancestors of Minguo made a mistake and offended many monks, which led to this result. After such a long time, the ancestors of Minguo have long since turned into dust, but many of the monks who experienced it are still alive.

"Then, can you leave a reliable contact information? After all, we people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy your healing elixirs. If you are willing to do our business, I can help you contact your customers." Qining tried Zhu suggested.

"Yes." Yang Yuyao's clone thought for a while and agreed to Qining's suggestion. The elixirs needed by mortals are all low-grade elixirs, which are large in quantity and cheap. Selling them to mortals and nobles is indeed more profitable than selling them to monks. If Qining can organize a group to purchase a large amount at once without having to travel frequently, this business is indeed worth doing.

What's more, he killed the city lord of Fubo City as soon as he arrived, and later had to trouble Qining to help clean up the aftermath, so he had to give people some face.