[Comprehensive martial arts] Huangquan Inn

After the meat was exhausted, Lin Pingzhi put away the messy cups and plates and sent them to the kitchen. Each piece was arranged according to size and sent to a snow-white "machine". After pressing a certain pattern, it was automatically cleaned.

No matter how many times he reads it, Lin Pingzhi thinks these self-cleaning "machines" are amazing.Especially after hearing the boss say that this "machine" is actually created by human beings with their own strength, it is even more shocking.

The boss said, that is the corner of the world here in the future.

From a glimpse, we can see the whole picture. In the future, the human race will be able to create "machines" to handle even this kind of daily work, and there will definitely be more powerful changes in other aspects.

It's a pity that it takes a long time to develop to that point. His lifespan is at most a hundred years, and he won't be able to see the scenery that the boss sees.

When he came out again, Shi Liancheng was pouring Shi Binniang's newly mixed scented tea for Xunfeng, and Wang Lianhua, who was originally invisible sitting by the white jade platform, had disappeared.

"Where did Wang Lianhua go?" Lin Pingzhi couldn't help wondering, when will Wang Lianhua be able to sleep now?

Xun Feng lowered his head, and quickly passed his fingertips over the gold-plated glazed plate on the base: "Are you asking about the body or the soul?"

Lin Pingzhi said slowly, "Huh?"

Xun Feng said: "He just took the first order, his soul left his body and went to work, and his body is left in the room."

Lin Pingzhi was in awe: "Is he so dedicated?"

Oh my god, has that guy Wang Lianhua changed his sex, and he would honestly treat this impermanence?He thought that the other party would be restless and continue to make trouble after he came out of Swagger Mountain.

"He wants to earn merit, so naturally he has to work seriously." Xunfeng said slowly, "It's rare that there are ghosts haunting Kuizhou where the gate of ghosts is located. I ordered a few errands to take him along."

Spinniang said: "Young Master Wang said that he deeply understood how powerful the little boss is in Zhaoyao Mountain, and he wants to change his mind and start a new life from now on."

She said that with a very obvious narrow smile on her face.

Lin Pingzhi: "Do you believe it?"

Shi Liancheng chuckled: "Don't talk about us, the boss probably won't believe it."

Xun Feng heard talking about him in a trance, raised his head and said: "Huh? Me? Wang Xiaohua can't count me, he is actually quite useful."

Lin Pingzhi looked at him in a daze, and was a little speechless: "Boss, if you are sleepy, go and rest first, we are here."

Xunfeng rubbed his eyes vigorously: "I'm not sleepy, I can survive!"

The glazed plaque on the white jade platform was radiant, and the lines of text on it flashed quickly.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi had to give up and changed the subject: "Liancheng, Bin Niang, what are your plans for the future? Are you staying in the inn?"

Shi Liancheng and Shi Binniang returned to the inn after chatting with their friends. Lin Pingzhi didn't take the initiative to ask them about their situation, but they didn't care about it, and they mentioned some of the past in a joke.

They are really dead and there is no possibility of resurrection. Xunfeng just came to the world and was unfamiliar with the place, so he casually appointed them as guides.Now that their memories have fully recovered, I don't know what they think about it.

Shi Liancheng smiled gently: "It's been dealt with, Mr. Lin doesn't have to worry about us."

Spinniang helped the white epiphyllum in full bloom on her bun, and said with a smile: "Before you come back, the boss asked the prince to practice his hands, dreamed of me and Liancheng's parents, and asked if he would like to renew our relationship with us. Take good care of your body, the ghosts and gods of the underworld will take pity on us, and are willing to put us back into the historian."

Nature is willing.

Rather, when the parents of Shi Liancheng and Spinniang learned about this, they were ecstatic after waking up and found the traces left by their daughters. With the hope of living, their haggard hearts came alive little by little. .

Shi Liancheng and Shi Binniang were only 19 years old when they died. They turned into ghosts for two or three years.

God bless you, God bless you, God bless you, Lord Judge bless you, let the little girl come back to us.

The second daughter has the talent of ghosts and immortals, so if she continues to practice in the inn, she might not be able to find an official position in the underworld, but after her memory comes back, she can't let go of her parents who raised them at home, and she wants to go back and have a look.Seeing their appearance, Xunfeng was a little self-willed, gave his temporary employees some benefits, allowed them to join the reincarnation team, and gave them the opportunity to be reborn in the home of their former parents.

In fact, Wu Xiaoman and Qiao Sheng were also brought along. Wu Xiaoman agreed immediately after learning about it. Her parents only had her as a daughter. If she had the opportunity to repay the two elders, why not go?It's just that Qiao Sheng had no relatives in the yang world, so he politely refused, saying that he would help his friend Gu Sheng in the underworld.

Gu Sheng is the errand of the lawsuit, and he sent him to work overtime. Xun Feng said that you are really a good person, we are short of talents like you in the underworld, work hard, and promotion and salary increase are not a problem.

But that is to say, when Shi Liancheng and Spinniang's parents take care of their bodies, they will be reincarnated.

This time is about two years.

After Lin Pingzhi listened, he said subconsciously: "If Liancheng and Binniang are going to leave, there will be more customers in the future. Boss, do we still need to recruit people?"

Xun Feng, who was obsessed with the Three Thousand Realms, raised his head again, and after thinking about Lin Pingzhi's words, he blinked: "Didn't you say that Wang Xiaohua knows everything?"

Shi Liancheng turned his head away, and snickered together with Spinniang.

Lin Pingzhi: "..." But you arranged him to be impermanent?

Xun Feng continued to look at him, his heterochromatic pupils were more transparent under the light refraction than the finest gems he had ever seen.

Lin Pingzhi understood: "Yes, he is indeed proficient in countless skills."

Young Master Lianhua is astoundingly talented, and his knowledge covers a wide range of skills, which is almost unmatched in the martial arts.

Such a character, even if he has several roles, he can easily deal with it.

Xun Feng nodded in satisfaction, it was indeed an employee he discovered with his own hands, and his mind was flexible.

He looked down at the Liuli Pai, and after refreshing the page, he quickly clicked on it.

Lin Pingzhi glanced slightly, and some inexplicable emotion appeared in his heart: "Boss, why do I feel familiar with the gold thread pattern on the glazed card in your hand?"

"Well, you said this?" Xun Feng raised the glazed tile and looked at it, "It's ginkgo leaves, my brother likes it."

"Not that."

Lin Pingzhi frowned, and after hearing Xunfeng's words, he subconsciously looked at the portrait on Duobao Pavilion.

If I guessed right, the other person on the portrait should be a certain brother that the boss often talks about, but I don't know which one it is.

He looked at the white-haired boy with a bright smile on the portrait, and the hem of the boy's clothes was covered with golden ginkgo lines. A certain familiar feeling in his heart became more and more familiar: "I always feel...the person in this painting is more beautiful. Kind of familiar."

Xun Feng was taken aback: "What?"

Lin Pingzhi was thinking hard, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Xunfeng's double knives leaning on the edge of the recliner, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind: "I remembered! It's the portrait Master Jia brought out from Xuejiazhuang that day!"

"The Emperor Master in that portrait is very similar to the facial features and eyes of the person in your portrait, Boss!"

More than similar?The profile of the exposed side face was almost exactly the same as Ming Jun's eyebrows and eyes.

If it wasn't for the difference in hair color between the two, and the huge difference in color and fidelity between the portraits of the royal family and the portraits of the boss here, Lin Pingzhi would have remembered it a long time ago.

"Crack."

Xun Feng actually crushed the teacup in front of him with his bare hands, and said blankly: "Are you serious?"

Lin Pingzhi thought about it carefully, and definitely nodded: "It's very similar, only the hair color is very different. The person in the portrait of the royal family has black hair and seems to be older."

"Little Boss?" Shi Liancheng and Shi Binniang faintly felt that Xunfeng's state was not right at this time, so they hurriedly called out.

Xunfeng's current state is far from wrong, it is very wrong, Lin Pingzhi was startled and said: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Your imperial family, are you in Chang'an?" The young man's tone was light, as if he was going to ride the wind back in the next moment.

Lin Pingzhi said cautiously, "Yes."

Xun Feng nodded, and disappeared in front of them the next moment.

"boss!"

Lin Pingzhi didn't have time to stop him, and he watched helplessly that there was no longer the figure of the boy in the black shirt in front of him.

"Shouldn't the little boss be going to Chang'an?" Shi Liancheng covered his lips and said in a low voice.

Spinniang raised her head stiffly: "That's the imperial city, the little boss..."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Thinking of the best, at least the little boss didn't take his knife with him."

Fortunately, those Tang knives with brilliant precious light stayed under the white jade platform.

Shi Liancheng said: "Do you think the little boss needs two swords if he wants to do something?"

Lin Pingzhi: "..."

Chang'an, the ancient capital of thousands of years, is a world-famous imperial city.

Most of the imperial palaces of the Ming Dynasty were built in imitation of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the past, but because the country was not stable at home and abroad when the country was founded, the imperial palaces were all built in a simple and practical style, and they were gradually expanded in the following decades.

Even so, this is also the place where the monarchs of the human dynasty lived. The corridors, waists, eaves, and teeth are the minimum standard, and the guards are also extremely strict.

Only today, a special guest came to the emperor's study where government affairs were handled.

The hair of the young man in a black gold round neck robe was a little messy. He walked into the study quietly and stood in front of a portrait hanging on the opposite side of the study.

For him, finding the direction of the imperial city here is not a difficult task.As long as you open your eyes, the place where the luck of the emperor hovers the most is the imperial palace.

After standing in the sky above Chang'an City in an instant, he also followed the luck shining in his eyes and found this place.

He knew that the emperor of the world was probably here, but he didn't care about it now.

At this moment, all he had in his eyes was the extremely realistic portrait in front of him.

Unlike the photos on his Duobao Pavilion, which are actually photos, this portrait was made by a person stroke by stroke.

If a swordsman is here, if he has enough knowledge in the way of swordsmanship, he will find that the person in the painting can dance freely on the paper, and if he folds branches and leaves, he will have the supreme sword intent.

They keep their minds, and they will sincerely believe that the person who draws the painting must be a unparalleled swordsman, and the sword will even affect the viewer through the painting paper.

Xunfeng knew it was not.

The person in the painting is so vivid, because the painter can remember and leave his appearance intact, so when the painting is completed, this scroll has been connected with everything in the world.

Don't worry about the picture scroll being accidentally damaged, the mountains, rivers, grass, trees, wind, moon and stars will unconsciously protect it.

In the picture in front of him, there is even a slight aura of the person in the painting.

"Come back to the body of Qinglian, and turn into snow at dusk." Xun Feng focused his eyes on the scroll, and murmured in a low voice, "I have never seen you in the world."

The young man in the painting has black hair piled up in smoke, his brows and eyes are full of flowers, and his smile is as bright as when he first saw him after waking up.

"It turned out to be like this...brother."