Chapter 997 Mr. Accountant

"******, it's so much trouble to treat someone to a meal..."

Fang Xing covered his forehead in distress, looking like he was in pain.

I decided to host this copycat peach banquet, but found that it was not a matter of a few words at all. All kinds of drinks, delicacies, servants, maids, and even the wild mountain decoration for the peach banquet, etc., all did not require manpower. Originally, I left it to my eldest disciple to do the job, but I found that the donkey was too busy. I had no choice but to go to Bai Yujing to buy wine. After all, it was too shameful to have a banquet without wine, and the wine was too poor. It would be a shame for Uncle Fang, but Bai Yujing's fairy wine is world-famous and can be used.

Of course, with his head as big as a bucket at this time, he couldn't bear to pay attention to the little thoughts of the owner of Danxiang Hall. He just thought that if this guy didn't deliver the wine during the one-stick incense session, he would immediately go straight to Bai Yujing. On the contrary, the uncle is now different from what he used to be. Apart from the old monsters and saints who have overcome the tribulation, he really doesn't pay attention to ordinary Taoism. Little Bai Yujing, I have never heard of any masters sitting in charge!

At this time, several landlords in Baiyujing were already discussing something big.

"That monster...Old sir, if you get out of the building, no one knows what terrible things will happen..."

The owner of Danxiang Tower was cautious and said in a trembling voice.

"At this point, where is the other choice?"

Another building owner said solemnly: "Bai Yujing has tens of thousands of years of inheritance, we can't abandon the building and leave, right?"

After hearing this, several people looked at each other, and after a long time, they finally made a decision.

"Well, if we can really kill or even subdue this little devil, it will be a great achievement for the world!"

"Furthermore, Master asked this old gentleman to study in seclusion for a hundred years, and now this time limit has far exceeded!"

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Fang Xing naturally didn't expect that Bai Yujing would have such a big reaction just because he came here to buy wine!

Having said that, it is indeed because he is now so famous that he killed Immortal Infant Fusu Master in the third round on Kunlun Mountain. The old immortal Yuan was so angry that he vomited blood and killed him again while being surrounded by all the forces of the Daoist lineage. The story of going in and out seven times, defeating eight masters, scaring off the masters of the Little Immortal World, and finally snatching away the Peach Blossom Forest in front of everyone, and repelling the Queen Mother of Yaochi with one palm, has long been spread. The entire Tianyuan Continent has a reputation that is at its peak. Who is not afraid after hearing this record?

Moreover, most of Bai Yujing's masters have gone to Kunlun Mountain to attend the Yaochi Immortal Banquet and have not returned yet. The remaining people do not dare to mess with him at all!

"I beg the old gentleman to help me kill the demon..."

While he was waiting impatiently outside Bai Yujing, Lord Dan and the two Lords from the Twelfth Floor who were staying in Bai Yujing gathered together outside Wanbao Tower, holding a decree in their hands and respectfully Respectfully and anxiously calling upstairs...

"Master once said that the old man promised that if Bai Yujing was in trouble, he could ask the old man to take action..."

The owner of Danxiang Tower and others called for a long time on Wanbao Tower. Seeing that there was no movement upstairs, they couldn't help but feel uneasy. They couldn't help but look at each other. After some hesitation, they shouted again: "Now, the little devil is approaching the city. I hope the old gentleman will take action to slay the demons!"

It was quiet upstairs, no one answered.

The owner of Danxiang House and others had no idea, so they had to call out repeatedly: "Old sir, help me..."

"For the sake of Master, I hope the old gentleman will not just sit back and watch..."

The call was sent up to Wanbao Tower, but no one answered for a long time. Just when they were in despair, they looked up, and all the building owners were surprised. They only saw the entrance of Wanbao Tower, and they didn't know when there was more. An old man in gray robes stood there quietly with his hands behind his back. With their cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm, they didn't even know when the old man appeared, and they didn't have any energy at all.

"Did he kill the Yuan family's little Fusu?"

In the silence, the old man spoke slowly, with no emotion or anger in his voice.

"this……"

The landlords were so frightened that after a long while, a bold person whispered: "...Yes!"

"Did he defeat him openly, or did he use some conspiracy?"

The old man asked quietly, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes.

The landlords did not expect that the old man would be so concerned about this matter. They did not dare to lie in front of him. They carefully recalled the letter sent back from Kunlun Mountain. After considering many details, they said respectfully: " It’s not that there was any conspiracy, I should have defeated Mr. Fusu in an upright manner on the ring, and even...it was just his clone that took action on the ring at that time!”

"A clone..."

There was a faint sparkle in the old man's eyes, as if he had seen something that interested him extremely.

"Haha, this guy is interesting!"

After the old man was silent for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and stepped out of Wanbao Tower.

At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to tremble slightly, and a strange breath rose into the sky, resonating with the avenue of heaven and earth. Even the scorching sun in the sky quietly disappeared behind the clouds, making the world The light of the color seemed a bit dim at this time, and the endless wind blew from all directions, but when it reached the old man ten feet away, it became silent again, as if the wind was afraid of the old man. Subconsciously, she restrained her voice when passing by him, fearing that it would make him unhappy...

As for the owner of Danxiang Tower and several other owners, although they are not war cultivators, they are also major cultivators in the realm of Yuanying. But when the old man took a step, his heart trembled, and he felt a heavy energy like a mountain. Pressing down on him, they didn't even dare to raise their heads, and the old man clearly had no magic power at all, just a wisp of breath brought about by his change of mood!

"It's time to come out!"

The old man raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, slowly moved his shoulders, and the bones in his body crackled, all the way from the outside to the inside, gradually going deeper, until he was inaudible, and the wisp of breath he released inadvertently , was slowly taken back by him, looking like an old and weak old Confucian scholar again, but Danxiang Louzhu and others who had just felt the breath still didn't even dare to look at him. In their hearts, they had truly regarded him as a monster, and even regretted inviting him out!

"The Hundred Years are over!"

The old man reached out and took out the decree held by the owner of Danxiang Tower. He seemed to have remembered something and had a slight aftertaste. However, it was only for a short time before he put it down. With a slight movement of his palm, the decree appeared. Suddenly turned into flying ash...

After doing this, he stopped paying attention to the three building owners, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly outside Bai Yujing.

"******, if I want to buy wine, should I buy it with spirit spirits? Does it take so long?"

At this time, outside Bai Yujing, Fang Xing was already impatient with the waiting, and muttered: "Master, I have something to do when I get back!"

While muttering in his mouth, he counted on his fingers: "Well, there are a total of 3,452 stone tables. One stone table can entertain five people, but there must be some big-hearted people among these people who will not be able to communicate with each other. Others are sitting together, maybe only two people or one person... Give each two people a pig head, which should be enough... Then share a flat peach... However, people with different statuses eat different flat peaches, so this can be clearly divided ...As for wine, some people have a large capacity for alcohol, while others have a small capacity for alcohol. There shouldn’t be much per person per jar..."

As he continued to calculate, he had a grimace on his face and felt his heart was in a mess!

Uncle Fang, who always either spends a lot of money when buying things or refuses to pay, has never calculated such a detailed account. Just a simple calculation makes his head swell, and he feels as if he is worse than dead. , couldn't help but raise his head and gently rub his forehead...

"No, I can't settle this kind of account. It's too hard on myself. I have to find a knowledgeable person..."

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he couldn't help but start thinking about it.

At this moment, he turned his eyes slightly and suddenly saw a person slowly walking out of Baiyu Jingli. He was an old man with an old appearance and a skinny figure. He was wearing a gray Confucian robe and a hat on his head. He was wearing a scholar's square scarf, but there were two glass pieces on the bridge of his nose. I don't know what they were used for. It looked quite funny, and more importantly, it looked familiar.

At this time, Ruo Dabai Yujing was scared to death by him. The city gate had been closed long ago and there were no pedestrians left. However, the old man walked out slowly, holding his hands behind his back, and started picking up excrement as he did early in the morning. He seemed to be leisurely, his pace was neither tight nor slow, and he walked straight towards the outside of the city gate, towards where Fang Xing was, as if he didn't feel the chilling atmosphere around him at all...

"Hey..."

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, he shouted, and he rushed towards the old Confucian scholar like a dragon.

With a "boom", his figure brought up endless gusts of wind, and he rushed in front of the old Confucian scholar in an instant, only three feet away.

The old Confucian scholar raised his head and looked towards Fang Xing quietly.

"Old guy, do you still remember me?"

Fang Xing pointed to his nose and smiled as if he had met an old acquaintance.

Seeing his reaction, the old Confucian scholar was slightly startled and said hesitantly: "Aren't you just..."

"Yes, you were the one who robbed Wanbao Tower. How did they let you out?"

Fang Xing smiled, but he recognized that this old Confucian scholar was the old Confucian scholar he met on the ninth floor when he first entered Bai Yujing and looted the Wanbao Tower. At that time, he almost knocked him unconscious with an inkstone. Yes, later I saw that the old man was quite funny and a poor man who was locked up in the building, so I spared him once and even showed kindness and wanted to get him out.

He didn't expect to meet the old man at this time.

"Release it……"

The old Confucian scholar seemed to be surprised by Fang Xing's enthusiasm. He adjusted his expression after a while and answered subconsciously.

But before he finished speaking, Fang Xing already said enthusiastically: "You can follow me and take care of the accounts!"

"ah……"

The old Confucian scholar was completely stunned and could not turn his head at all.

"What's the matter? You said you were going to show me the door back then, and now you're in charge of the accounts. It's already an advantage for you!"

Fang Xing lowered his face and looked displeased with the old man: "...If I hadn't seen you as knowledgeable, I would have beaten you!"

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