Xu Sanniang boarded the carriage.

The monks in black robes followed closely behind.

Talking room.

A man walked out of the copper-pillar high court of Fushe and walked straight to the carriage.

She stepped onto the carriage and sat next to Sister Gongsun.

Glancing at Xu Sanniang and the monk in black robes beside him, his brows suddenly furrowed. He was very opposed to Wan Niang having an affair with these people, but he couldn't please the beauty.

It would be fine if he had mud legs, but now even ghost cultivators are sitting in the car openly.

It is true that ghosts and elves are monks, but in his eyes, these are factors that can create chaos, and he dislikes them even more.

"Let me introduce to you, this is a disciple of the Daqi Sect and the new director of the City Construction Department Yamen."

Sister Gongsun spoke as if to smooth things over, and said in a mood to ease the atmosphere: "Xiong Lang, this is my god-sister who lives in Longrongfang, and she is also the pawprint of the Orphanage Home under your Yangji Si Yamen."

The monk known as Xiong Lang cupped his hands and said, "I heard my mother-in-law talk about it a long time ago."

Xu Sanniang looked at the young monk with some surprise. She heard that there was a new monk taking over in the City Construction Department, but she didn't expect him to be so young.

Young people always want to do something great, so as I said above, the entire urban construction department has begun to restructure, and most of the original outside staff have had their salaries cut off.

Now that we are gathered here, I feel a little confused for a moment.

"I have admired you for a long time."

Tu Shanjun slightly arched his hands.

Seeing that Xu Sanniang didn't speak, he took over the conversation.

"Um."

The noisy young man didn't even bother to nod.

…

The whole journey was silent.

The two got off the carriage at Rongqingfang.

Xu Sanniang asked as if she had completely forgotten what happened just now: "How is it?"

"It's done." Tu Shanjun patted his waist, and a small seal appeared, which was the seal of a first-level talisman master.

Although Tushanjun could draw stronger talismans, considering the problem of mana, he did not continue. Anyway, as long as the seal is enough, do the rest slowly and don't rush to become fat in one bite.

"Very good!"

Sanniang was pleasantly surprised and muttered at the same time: "It's mostly relieved, but if it's not good, it's not good to let Brother Tushan support him all the time."

"Take your time and watch."

Tu Shanjun walked towards Longrongfang with his hands behind his back and the wine gourd in his hand.

Xu Sanniang quickly followed.

the other side.

The young monk frowned and said, "Mother, didn't I tell you not to interact with them, ordinary people? Now even ghosts have appeared."

"Those mud-legged ones are the best at climbing up the pole. If we give them a good look, outsiders will mistakenly think that we are their backers."

"I can't help you with this kind of help."

…

With the seal, more than ten pieces of talisman paper bought by Tu Shanjun have become certified first-class talismans.

Tu Shanjun quickly finished drawing the talismans and was just waiting to sell them.

…

A few days later.

"ah!"

"Little baby, are your adults here?"

The thin monkey was startled and looked at the man in a long gown standing at the door.

"Who are you looking for our master?"
Chapter completed!