brother is right

Chapter 442 This is Dayan, not Dagan

The location of the county government office is in the south of the county seat. The door is open, and two government servants are standing there, one on the left and one on the right. There is still a drum at the door, but the surface of the drum is dusty, and it may not be used for a long time.

"Excuse me, my name is Song Yin, and I am a practitioner of Jinxianmen. Please see your county magistrate." Song Yin hit a straight ball.

He himself is the type of straight talker, and it's okay to say it to ordinary people, and he doesn't want to cause surprises, but now he wants to ask the county magistrate about the righteous way, it is naturally better to show his identity.

As for continuing to disguise his identity and come to 'private visits', he has already seen what's going on in this county, so he doesn't need to continue watching.

It's just that after he said this, no one answered him.

The two yamen servants were stunned, just standing at the door like a sculpture.

Wang Qi was shouting loudly: "My senior brother is talking to you, can't you hear me!"

His voice was loud, like the roar of a ferocious beast, shaking the bodies of the two yamen servants, and they came back to their senses.

They took a closer look at what everyone was wearing. The leader was dressed in coarse linen and looked plain, but the people behind were dressed luxuriously, tall and mighty, and indifferent and arrogant, but they looked extraordinary.

only.
"Is there something wrong with you? I'll report it." A yamen servant said.

what's the situation?
Brother, didn't you say that clearly?
What kind of attitude is this?

"My senior brother wants to see our county magistrate, do we still need to report?"

When Wang Qi stretched out his hand, a ball of flames ignited.

Lighting a fire in his hand is naturally a strange person, and the two yamen servants took a step back in shock.

"Several great immortals, don't misunderstand, the rules are like this, don't embarrass the younger ones, and the younger ones will report it."

Seeing this, the older yamen servant winked at the younger one, and the younger one ran inside without saying a word.

It was the young man, although timid, he also guarded the gate of the yamen to prevent people from entering.

"Third Junior Brother." Song Yinchao and Wang Qizheng frowned.

Wang Qi was obediently putting away the flame in his hand, and glared at the yamen servant.

Song Yin cupped his hands and bowed his head: "Don't blame me, my junior brother is impulsive, if offended, I will apologize."

"Don't dare."

The yamen servant hurriedly stepped aside and refused to accept Song Yin's gift. It's not that he didn't want to accept it. The main reason was that when this man bowed his head, the faces of the people behind him became gloomy. The little girl even took out the doll. I always feel that the little girl is weird It was very, like a ghost at night, so scared that he could only get out of the way.

"Just don't embarrass the younger ones. The younger ones are just yamen servants and can't control anything. I still respect the Great Immortal, but I can't afford it." The yamen servant said with a wry smile.

Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu looked at each other, feeling weird.

Please Daxian.
The stall owner said the same thing before, and he didn't notice it at first, but now the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes.

Please Daxian or something, you can do it in Daqian.

The Wanyan bone of Lishizong is dedicated to this.

But here is Dayan!
Not a big deal!

In Daqian, the brother's connivance with mortals far surpasses all others. A ninth-level qi refiner can be knocked down by a dung fork, fearing nothing.

The Qi refiners who met them from the Golden Immortal Gate loved and admired them, but they were not afraid of them.

But in the outside world, based on their experience, they have to kneel and kowtow when they meet a great immortal.

How can a mortal have such backbone?
If you look carefully, it's just a residue, there's nothing wrong with it, its spirit, energy, spirit, and aura are incomplete, ignorant and unaware.

Where do you have the guts to stop them here?

And listening to his words, this great immortal should be able to see it at will.

"Why do you need to invite me to eliminate demons and protect Taoism? If you have any difficulties, just tell me." Song Yin said.

"No, no, there is no difficulty."

Seeing Song Yin's politeness, the yamen servant relaxed, and said again: "Don't blame me, you guys are here to report. The magistrate of the county has a lot of things to do every day, and I can't be the master, otherwise, you would have gone in long ago. .”

Zhang Feixuan asked at this time: "You said that you can't afford to invite the Great Immortal, and the Great Immortal is expensive?"

The yamen servant smiled: "I'm joking, I'm joking, why is the price so expensive? How much money do you make? If you subdue demons and eliminate demons, the price must not be expensive."

Just as he was talking, the young yamen servant trotted over with another person panting. The person looked like a butler. He glanced at Song Yin and the others, and then at the tall and burly Wang Qizheng. Then he cupped his hands and said:

"The younger one is the county magistrate's steward. Please be polite. If the master invites you, please come with me."

"Trouble."

Song Yin arched his hand and was led into the lobby.

The lobby is just an ordinary lobby, not much different from the ancient one in Song Yin's memory, with a few desks and an empty space in the middle.

And behind the lobby is the residence, this yamen is a combination of government and private, the front lobby is the government office, and the back is the county magistrate's residence.

Along the way, the steward looked left and right at them again, and Wang Qi was getting impatient, so he glared and said, "What do you see?"

"Don't blame, don't blame."

The steward said: "I saw other practitioners all dressed in the same uniform to correct their family style, but a few of them are not the same, so I have seen more. How many...where are they from?"

Song Yin said: "We come from Jinxianmen, my name is Song Yin, and these are some of my juniors."

He introduced it and continued: "My sect is not particular about what clothes to wear, and there are not many disciples in our sect. We also have other sects under our sect, most of them are identified by Dharma sects, but we don't look at the clothes."

"So that's it." The steward nodded, but with a glance at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Feixuan looked sharply, and it was obvious that he was disgusted by this person.

He had seen this kind of look a lot when he was in the world.

The manager clearly thinks that their faction is small
A mortal. Do you think practitioners are small in martial arts?

What's the point?

The steward led them into the living room, and said with a smile: "Sit down a bit, the master is washing and dressing, and he will be there in a while."

With that said, he stepped back first.

After a while, a servant came up to deliver tea.

"Pretty polite."

Wang Qizheng shook his head, snorted disdainfully, picked up the teacup, the teacup in his hand was like holding a pocket thing, lifted the lid of the tea and drank like a cow, then his brows twisted.

"It's tea foam!" Wang Qi was frowning, looking unhappy.

Zhang Feixuan lifted the tea cover and looked at it, but also showed disgust, "This is taking us as guests."

Now that his life is better, he doesn't want to drink this kind of tea. He only drinks high-quality tea in Dagan.

If it wasn't for the senior brother's prohibition, he would have wanted that bright girl to pick a new tea with her mouth and drink it.

Song Yin showed displeasure, "He entertained us kindly, but you despise this and that, that's not the way to be a guest."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, nodded to the servant who hadn't left yet, and said, "Thank you very much."

The servant was stunned for a moment, he heard it when the yamen servant rushed over just now, these people are practitioners, those who come and go.

These people don't look at him very much on weekdays.

But now, being stared at by this person, he just felt like a spring breeze, and that thank you made him straighten up a little.

"No, no, great immortals, when the Grand Master of Hui County comes, you can say it"

The servant glanced left and right, and after confirming that there was no one there, he stretched out two fingers, "200 taels, it will definitely work."

　It's late today, sorry, there is still a chapter, still writing, sent in the early morning
　　
　
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