MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 80 Cloth

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   Nearly two months of silence and practice, although Zhou Jia did not bring about a leap in cultivation, his martial arts made great progress.

  The cultivation base of the sixth rank surpasses the strength of the seventh rank.

  Strength makes people feel at ease.

  In exchange for his own shield and carrying it on his back, he did not rush out of the city, but took a rare turn around the inner city.

   Visited Master He, and the other party encouraged him a few words.

   As for the secret medicine...

  As the third elder said, only the true disciples of the Tieyuan Sect are taught. He tried to talk about buying it with money, but he was flatly rejected.

   Almost turned his back on him, so he could only resign in resentment.

   Near Situ Lei's house, I met someone I had never thought of before.

   Wang Baolin!

   Finally went to Master Huo's house where Chen Hui and Lu Rong were.

  ...

  The vicinity of the house was heavily guarded, and the children of the city's dignitaries stood obediently on the left and right, surrounded by a man and a woman and boarded the car.

   "Yun'er, be careful."

  Master Huo's expression was pampering, and he helped Miss Qian, who was obviously pregnant, into the carriage:

   "I said I shouldn't have let you come, and it hasn't been long. You can raise your baby with peace of mind at home. If you run around and you get gas..."

   "Hush!" Compared to before, Miss Qian, who is already a married woman, is more dignified. She stretched out her finger to touch Young Master Huo's lips, and said with a smile:

   "I'm not the kind of weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken. It's fine to walk around."

   "Let's talk!"

  She raised her head and stretched her arms on the carriage:

   "I can't go out for a cold month. I'm almost suffocated. I just took this opportunity to go around. Mom agreed."

   "Okay, okay." Young Master Huo nodded repeatedly:

   "Then let's go to the next place. We won't go around much today. There will be a banquet in the evening, and the mansion will be very lively then."

"Um."

  The carriage passed by slowly, and the young masters and ladies followed behind.

  Zhou Jia leaned against the wall, and like other passers-by, hung his head in silence, and waited for the convoy to go far before they started on the road again.

   "Squeak..."

  The sound of the wooden shaft turning was harsh and piercing.

   Two beautiful figures, one pink and one green, jumped out from the back door, looking at them with a smile.

"Passerby!"

   "Brother Zhou."

  Chen Hui was still lively and active in a pink skirt, while Lu Rong wore a green jacket, her figure was a bit bloated, and her voice was clear and crisp.

   "What a coincidence that you came here."

   Clapping her hands lightly, Chen Hui said with a smile:

   "Every time the cold moon passes, Miss will come here to see us. Did you see Young Master Huo and Miss Qian just now?"

   "Yes." Zhou Jia nodded:

"seen."

   "Hee hee..." Lu Rong chuckled, a blush appeared on her pretty face:

   "Speaking of which, with our current status, doesn't it look like the former residence of those ladies who married into wealthy families in ancient TV dramas?"

   "Don't tell me, it really looks like it!" Chen Hui's eyes lit up, she took out something wrapped in oiled paper from her arms, and handed it over:

   "Miss gave us sweets, which are very rare in Huojiabao. You are lucky."

"Oh!"

   Zhou Jia reached out and took it:

   "That must be tasted."

  Sweet food is a luxury in Huojiabao, and it is also available in outer cities. Xiaoyu, who passed away, once found a job similar to a pastry worker.

  However, the sweets in the outer city are not delicious, and the appearance is also poor.

  The pastry wrapped in oiled paper is square, exuding a tempting sweetness, and there is a layer of cream-like stuff inside, which is delicate and smooth.

  The three didn't wash their hands, so they shared and ate at the back door.

   The sweet taste is really long gone.

   "This is something Lei Lei asked me to buy for her, and it will be given to her when you go out."

"it is good!"

"It's you?"

   Just as they were about to separate, a magnetic voice came from the end of the street.

  The three of them heard the sound and looked around, and saw a few gorgeously dressed young men walking.

  They are obviously the children of dignitaries.

  One of them, the slit of the long skirt on his legs almost reached his waist, revealing his slender legs, and looked at Zhou Jia generously against the cold wind.

   "Master Cheng."

  Zhou Jia bowed his head and nodded to one of them.

   "Your... surname is Zhou, right?" Cheng Ping, the son of the headmaster of the Ichthyosaurus Punishment Hall, frowned, and then vaguely remembered Zhou Jia's surname, and frowned upon seeing this:

   "Why did you enter the inner city?"

   "The third elder has something to say, I'm here to do some errands and see my friends by the way." Zhou Jia's face remained unchanged:

   "Don't dare to bother you, I'll do it right away."

  He didn't lie, it's just that Mrs. Wang Hanyue explained the matter before, saying that he would do it after Hanyue, and there was no rush.

   "Wait!" The woman who spoke just now raised her voice, licked the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile:

   "Since you're here, why bother to leave, why don't you go to a restaurant together, I admire young and promising men like you the most."

  The woman has a beautiful appearance, a charming voice, and a sweetness that makes one's bone marrow crisp. Even the snacks she just ate seem to be much blander.

   "Yes." Cheng Ping also nodded:

   "Since Ms. Wu has opened her mouth, if it's not urgent, let's go."

   "Sorry." Zhou Jia shook his head:

   "The subordinate has already delayed a lot of time. If you don't do it, it will be too late. If you miss the matter of the third elder, punishment is a trivial matter."

"Um?"

   Cheng Ping's expression sank.

   Several other people also have different complexions.

   On the surface of Huojiabao, the upper and lower classes are not obvious, but in fact the gap between the two is like a moat.

  When he first arrived at Huojiabao, Mr. Huo casually said "roll", and someone really rolled away. At that time, everyone still felt a little funny.

but now.

   At that time, it was Mr. Huo who was able to roll away.

  The few people in front of them didn't have a big belly, and they never thought that a small 'subordinate' would be disobedient.

   "Tsk tsk..." Someone held the stove in his hand, shook his head and tsk:

   "Brother Cheng, your imperial skills are not good."

   "Brother Xu laughed." Cheng Ping took a deep breath, his eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to speak, a voice came from the house.

   "Huihui, Rongrong, come back quickly, the lady forgot to give out the reward money, and came back specially to give us the money, come back quickly to receive the reward, if it is too late, it will be gone!"

   The delicate bodies of the two women trembled, and they subconsciously looked at Zhou Jia.

   "You guys go back."

  Zhou Jia waved his hand, then looked at Cheng Ping and the others:

   "Master Cheng, my subordinates will leave."

   As he spoke, he slowly stepped back.

   Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but knew that now was not the time to act, after all, they followed Ms. Qian and his wife here.

   It is no small matter to disturb the other party.

"never mind."

  The hot-dressed Ms. Wu shrugged:

   "Only men."

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  Ichthyosaur Clubhouse.

   Zhou Jia didn't intend to see Dai Lei, so he called someone to hand over the things, and then he wanted to leave.

"Hey!"

   Never thought about it, Dai Lei ran out in a hurry and stopped him in the backyard alley:

   "Why hurry, I want to ask about Huihui's situation."

   "She's fine." Zhou Jia stopped, turned around, and looked at the woman in front of her who was clearly dressed differently from before:

   "It seems that you are doing well."

  The two had been together for a while.

  Dai Lei was young after all, no matter her dress or style, she looked like a young girl who had just entered the society and hadn't faded away.

   Now.

  Heavy make-up, half-exposed breasts, and a fiery red dress add a bit of beauty.

   Raise your hands and move your feet, and your eyes are flowing.

   Long lost the innocence it once had.

   "Really?" Dai Lei swept the hair between her forehead, half concealing and half self-satisfied:

   "Thanks to you, the third elder has paid more attention to me. Now I no longer do the laundry and cleaning work, but the leading lady in the backyard."

   "Not bad." Zhou Jia nodded:

"Congratulations."

   "Actually, it's nothing." Dai Lei pursed her lips slightly, unable to hide her smile, and said:

   "It's just that the salary is a little more than before, and you don't need to work hard, but it's still troublesome, just like a while ago, there was a room full of foxes..."

   Seems to be thinking of something, her complexion changed, and she changed the subject:

   "Actually, you are not bad. If you use your heart, you may not be able to become the person next to the third elder."

   "That's right." Zhou Jia was noncommittal:

   "I'll give it a try..."

"Um?"

   Before he could finish his sentence, a gray mouse jumped out of his pocket and ran into a dark corner, blinking his eyes and disappearing.

   Gray mouse?

  Zhou Jia frowned, as if thinking of something, his complexion suddenly changed:

   "You said, there are foxes in the backyard of the club?"

   "Yes... yes." Dai Lei smiled awkwardly and waved her hands again and again, as if she was extremely unwilling to talk more about this matter:

   "You know, the club is not very clean all the time."

   Zhou Jia pondered, then turned and left:

   "I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"Hey!"

   Dai Lei was taken aback.

   Zhou Jia walked like flying, without stopping for a moment, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

  But not long after, he still sighed helplessly.

  The gray mouse chased after it again, and there was a piece of blood-stained cloth in its mouth.

   Sure enough!

   That foxy smell is from Angie.

  (end of this chapter)