Undercurrents are surging in Wanyang City.

Xia Fan stole half a day of leisure in his life.

He has been staying in the inn room for the past two days.

In addition to practicing, he spent most of his time reading books.

No internet, no computer, no mobile phone.

Reading is undoubtedly one of the best ways to entertain, and you can also increase your knowledge and improve your posture.

Unfortunately, traditional historical books have always been boring and often too simple. The spring and autumn brushwork contained in them can easily make people confused and have no fun at all.

Just as many people liked "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in their previous lives, but if they really wanted to watch "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", probably few people would have the patience to continue eating.

However, most of the books Xia Fan bought are related to ancient and medieval times. It is said to be history, but it is more like reading various myths and legends.

So he regarded these books as novels such as "The Romance of the Gods" and "Journey to the West", which can actually improve some reading experience.

After all, he didn't really want to be a historian, so he could just know what was going on.

evening.

Xia Fan was about to go out for dinner, but he ran into Lengyan, who was visiting Xiaoyingying.

"Young Master, I heard that you have not eaten dinner yet, so I specially ordered the waiter in the store to prepare a sumptuous wine and food to deliver it."

Cold Smoke is undoubtedly prepared this time.

"Sit down."

Xia Fan didn't mind eating in the room.

Anyway, he doesn't need to clean the dishes and chopsticks.

"Young Master has been so happy these two days."

It is not difficult to find the books piled up by the table when Shi Ranran sits.

"Just talk about the serious business."

Xia Fan cleaned up the messy table casually and said.

"The capital has brought what the young master wants."

Since Xia Fan was not interested in being polite to her, Leng Yan simply put on an official attitude.

As she said that, she took out a slender black cylinder from the cloak and handed it to Xia Fan.

"Aren't you afraid that I will lose money if I take it?"

Xia Fan took the cylinder and looked at it for a while, then pulled out the cylinder's plug and said casually.

"Because I believe that the young master is not a person who has no faith."

Leng Yan said with a smile.

"I'll take a look at this thing first."

Taking out the text hidden in the cylinder, Xia Fanpu spread it and glanced at it casually.

There is indeed information on the whereabouts of the Forget Soul Sect and the Heluo descendants.

The problem is that the records of these intelligences are quite vague.

For example, the gate of the Forget Soul Sect is located.

The document only states that the gate of the Forget Soul-Wangling Sect is suspected to be in the Sanpengling area of ​​Qizhou, and the specific location is unknown.

The whereabouts of Lin He, the descendant of Heluo, remained ten days ago.

"Your information is very difficult for me to deal with."

Xia Fan was speechless after reading the information.

"I know that the young master may not look down on this information." Leng Yan seemed to have expected it. "But if the young master is willing to help us, then the people from our Zhenwusi will do their best to help the young master to track down the whereabouts of the two."

"not enough."

Xia Fan shook his finger and said.

Just want to buy me as a thug?

No, you have to add more money!

"What else does the young master want?"

Leng Yan's tone softened and he looked at Xia Fan with charming eyes.

"I want to think about it carefully." Xia Fan touched his chin and thought. "Do you have the idea of ​​changing jobs?"

"Jumping job?"

Leng Yan looked stunned.

"It means to do it with me." Xia Fan said lightly.

"So... did the young master fall in love with me?" Leng Yan chuckled. "If the young master is willing to help us, Yan'er doesn't mind...

"Stop!" Xia Fan said with a serious expression and stopped him. "Where are you thinking? Do you think all men are animals that think with their lower body? Is this kind of person?"

"Maybe I misunderstood the young master?" Leng Yan said in surprise. "Young Master, what do you mean..."

"The job-changing means changing the boss." Xia Fan said lazily.

"Does the young master want to recruit my slave family?"

A strange color flashed in Cold Smoke's beautiful eyes.

"It's better to say it's a partnership to start a business."

Xia Fan said seriously.

Have you ever heard of the Eighteen Arhats?

"...I wonder what the young master wanted to do to recruit my slave family?"

Leng Yan asked with interest.

"It's your old job, focusing on collecting various information and sorting in the world." Xia Fan said without hesitation.

"Since that's the case, why don't your son join our Zhenwusi? As long as your son is willing to join us, the minister will definitely be silly and the young master does not need to worry about recruiting you. I will be yours." Leng Yan said shyly.

"Starting a business by yourself and working for others are different, okay." Xia Fan curled his lips. "What's more, do you think I don't know about your little thoughts? Once you join you, it means you will tie up your broken ship. Who knows how many troubles will be there at that time?"

If you can't poach someone, you will be poached.

This shows that Lengyan has no idea of ​​changing jobs at all.

What a pity.

This girl obviously missed 100 million.

"If the young master wants to recruit his subordinates, I will have some recommended candidates from the Immortal family and Sili."

After testing Xia Fan's attitude, Leng Yan inadvertently changed the topic.

"Let's talk about it then."

Xia Fan waved his hand in a lack of interest.

After all, what he lacks is not a maid, but a professional manager.

"But the young master has not answered the question from my family."

Cold smoke and beautiful eyes flowed.

“What’s the problem?”

The absent-minded Xia Fan suddenly felt confused.

"What else does the young master want to agree to help us."

Leng Yan's smile became slightly stiff.

"Oh, I remembered it." Xia Fan suddenly said. "This is simple. You owe it first, and I will tell you when I think about it."

"In other words, the young master agreed?"

Leng Yan was not sure, so he confirmed again and again.

"Don't worry, I won't take your things in vain." Xia Fan comforted. "But what do you want me to help you?"

"We want the young master to hold someone up at a critical moment."

Cold Smoke said seriously in an instant.

"who?"

Xia Fan said in confusion.

"People from Yunxiao Palace."

Leng Yan said with a solemn expression.
To be continued...