Skilled in managing a house

At the foot of Guangming Mountain, in a remote place, an Iveco car was parked there.

There were three people sitting in the car at the moment. Among the four, the oldest one was in his forties, and the other two were in his thirties. This guy in his forties is none other than Mr. Shen Ce.

Mr. Shence looked very calm, and the other two were silent. Not long after, the sound of "rustling" footsteps was heard outside. The sound was very soft, but it still did not escape Mr. Shence's ears.

With a click, the back of Iveco opened, and a young man in his twenties rushed in.

As soon as the young man saw Mr. Shence, he immediately said: "Sir, I have sent the letter to Wudang Taoist Temple."

"Yes." Mr. Shence nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Has anyone noticed your whereabouts?"

"Please don't worry, sir, they didn't notice anything." The young man said.

"Hinata, you did a good job." Mr. Shence said proudly: "It seems that Wudang Taoist Temple is nothing more than that. He is just an oriental boy who knows some Feng Shui and mystical arts. I really don't understand why Sato does this. So much effort. This boy even alerted the Emperor."

A man in his thirties said: "Senior, I think this is mainly because the Emperor admires Onmyoji and always believes that our ninjas are not enough to fight against Eastern Xuanjutsu. He also believes that our Ninjutsu is incomparable to Onmyoji. It’s not vulnerable at all. However, they are just deceived by the superficial splendor of Onmyoji. If we take action, everyone will be killed with one strike!"

"Qingtian, that's what you said, but you can't spread such words. After all, that Hanazawa Dai Onmyoji does have some tricks. Tonight, Mr. Muto hopes that we will lead Zhang Yu to the stadium, and I think he will definitely do it first. Attachment. Qingtian, you have to fight with him first to see his background." Mr. Shence said.

"Understood." Qingtian agreed immediately.

"Fukui, Hinata, you two are responsible for the coordination. If Qingtian loses to Zhang Yu, you two will take action together and use the power of the three of you to entangle Zhang Yu. But remember, even if the three of you can kill him, You must also pretend that you are not his opponent and be defeated by him. After you are defeated, I will personally take action and lead him to the stadium." Mr. Shence said.

"Yes, senior." "Yes, sir." Another man in his thirties agreed with the young man.

After the arrangements were made, Mr. Shence couldn't help but stretch and said: "This kind of thing is really boring..."

Let’s talk about Zhang Yu. He carried the envelope and the ninja dart all the way back to Sun Zhaoyi’s courtyard at the back.

When we arrived at the courtyard, everyone had almost eaten. Zhang Yu's son became everyone's delight at this moment, and everyone had to hold the little boy in their arms for a while.

This is actually because the little guy is so smart that he can already speak just a few years after he was born. It's just that the hierarchy in the Taoist temple is quite confusing. Just like Pan Sheng, he is Zhang Yu's uncle and Ouyang Yanyan's senior brother. He suddenly became the little guy's grandfather. Ye Linglong is Pan Sheng's mother, so she becomes the great-grandmother. Mr. Pan is Pan Sheng's nominal grandfather. In terms of seniority, he becomes his grandfather.

Everyone's seniority is so confusing, even the smartest little guy is a little confused.

Now Xiaomei is holding the little guy, and all he needs to do is call her aunt. At this time, Zhang Yu returned to the courtyard. As soon as he saw Zhang Yu coming back, Pan Sheng immediately became energetic. When he saw Zhang Yu approaching, he didn't wait for Zhang Yu to sit down and shouted directly, "Abbott nephew, are you going to fight?" ah?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu saw that Xia Yuechan and Bao Jiayin were both there. How could he tell the truth? He quickly said: "Why are you fighting? There are so many fights on any day. It's just the disciples who took one." I can't handle the Feng Shui project at the moment, so let me help. Now that everything has been resolved, let's go on to eat."

After saying this, he also came to the table and sat down.

Looking at the table again, there were not many dishes left, but fortunately there was enough for him to eat. Zhang Yu finished the food on the table in a few moments, chatted with everyone for a while, teased his son, and then proposed to take Xia Yuechan and Bao Jiayin back to rest.

Returning to his abbot's courtyard, Zhang Yu had a conversation with Xia Yuechan, and then left the room on the pretext of going to give evening classes to his disciples.

Of course, he didn't really go to give evening classes to his disciples, but returned to the courtyard behind again.

As soon as they arrived in the yard, they saw Meng Xinger, Xiaomei, Pan Sheng, Ouyang Yanyan, and Ye Linglong standing under the tree. Different from usual, several people did not engage in a sparring session, and their eyes were focused on the entrance of the courtyard.

When Zhang Yu saw several people looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and said, "Why are you so quiet today?"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Xinger said: "How about it, how about it, I said he will come back soon, come back now. Pan Sheng, you lost, what should I do?"

"I'm willing to admit defeat. Anyway, don't worry. I owe you something. If you ask me to do anything in the future, I will definitely not hesitate." Pan Sheng said straightforwardly.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Abbott nephew, are you really going to fight? Just now Xing'er said that it is definitely not a Feng Shui thing. It is probably someone looking for trouble. Because Your wife and children are here, so it’s not convenient to talk about it. Now that you’re back, just say what the celebrity said is correct!”

Zhang Yu didn't expect that Meng Xing'er was really good at it, and it could be seen from this.

At that moment, he walked directly to the camphor tree, took out the ninja dart and the envelope from his arms, and said: "Just now, someone left a ninja dart letter and asked me to compete in the evening. The other party was very arrogant, and the place he chose was actually in Ours is Guangming Mountain.”

Upon hearing this, Pan Sheng snatched the envelope from Zhang Yu's hand and pulled out the letter paper inside.

After taking a look, he handed the letter to Ouyang Yanyan and said, "Junior sister, what is written on it?"

This guy really doesn't know a word of Chinese characters, but it's no wonder. He has been ill since he was a child, and he has been treating the disease all day long. Later, when it became more serious, he had to drink blood to treat the disease. People can't go to school, and Pan Chonghai doesn't have the heart to teach him to read, so people are like this.

Ouyang Yanyan took the letter and said: "Tonight at 11 o'clock, we will have a showdown halfway up Guangming Mountain. If Taoist Zhang doesn't dare to come, don't blame me for going to Wudang Taoist Temple to kill!"

"Oh, let me go. This kid is too crazy. He dares to threaten to go to our Wudang Taoist Temple and start killing people! Okay, leave this matter to me. I will go meet him tonight to see how big he is. Start killing!" Pan Sheng said excitedly.

"Uncle Taishi, don't be too anxious... Look at the darts Zhang Yu is holding. It looks like a ninja dart... It seems that the opponent who provokes us is most likely an island ninja..." Meng Xing'er looked at He looked at the ninja dart in Zhang Yu's hand and analyzed it.

She is Zhang Yu's apprentice, and Pan Sheng is Zhang Yu's uncle. Meng Xing'er naturally wants to call Pan Sheng his uncle.

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Dear brothers and sisters, Lao Tie’s mother passed away this morning due to a car accident and failed to save her overnight. I feel so sad right now that I cannot guarantee that I will update four chapters on time every day. Please forgive me, brothers and sisters.

At this moment, Lao Tie has a feeling that he wants to take care of his son but his mother is not there. Now he really doesn’t know what to write. I just hope that my mother will have a good journey.