Sorcerer

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In Luo Cizhang's living room, the three of them sat facing each other with solemn expressions.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!" There was a knock on the door, followed by a male voice entering through the door, "Senior Luo, are you at home?"

The three turned their heads to look at the door, and the old woman asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"This man is called Lao Que, he can be regarded as half of the North Palace." Luo Cizhang replied in a low voice, with a smile on his face, "It's really time." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door , opened the door, "Little Lao, it's just in time, come in quickly." After finishing speaking, before Lao Que could speak, he invited him in with enthusiasm.

Lao Que secretly said: Sure enough.

Two days after Luo Cizhang came to Zuoyuan, the people from the West Palace chased after him, obviously looking for trouble.Luo Cizhang was alone in Zuoyuan, so he definitely hoped that someone would be there to speak for him. Even if he didn't speak, watching from the sidelines was also a kind of strength, and his status as the Zhun Beidian was the most suitable person.Presumably Luo Cizhang at this time must be very grateful to himself.

Lao Que was sure in his heart, but his face was full of sincerity and fear, and said: "Senior Luo, you...you are too polite."

"Xiao Lao, why are you being polite?" Luo Cizhang pushed Lao Que into the living room almost half-heartedly, "Here in Chili, it's just us two outsiders, we're all in the same group, so you don't need to be polite." ?"

Talking is really bad, what do you mean by "a gang"?It's not a bandit.No wonder they were beaten like monkeys in the southwest.

Lao Que was scornful in his heart, but his tone became more sincere and fearful, and said: "What the senior said is that if there is anything that needs the junior to run errands in the future, you can just order it."

During the conversation, the two came to the living room, Lao Que stopped when he saw the second daughter in the living room, and said in a murmur, "Senior Luo, you... you have guests, isn't it inconvenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? They're all our own people, our own people." Luo Cizhang put his arm around Lao Que's shoulders and pushed him onto the chair.

"Who is he?" the old woman asked coldly.

"One of my own, this little brother is called Lao Que, but he is the great matchmaker between Deacon Sha and Mu Qiniang." Luo Cizhang ignored the cold eyes of the old woman, and introduced to Lao Que in a strange way, "Xiao Lao , this well-dressed senior is the Great Elder of the West Temple, he is very famous, the word Zhuang Xingzhi is like thunder?"

As soon as Lao Que was pushed on the chair by Luo Cizhang, he immediately stood up again, saluted Zhuang Xingzhi, and said, "So it's Senior Zhuang, Qiniang often talks about you to the juniors, saying that you don't give way to women, and you carry the burden of the West Palace." Half the sky, it's the junior's blessing to meet the senior this time." He really had never heard of Zhuang Xingzhi's name, but if he dared to fly to Chili with his junior to trouble Luo Cizhang, his cultivation and status would certainly not Low, Lao Que wanted to have a good relationship with Luo Cizhang, but he didn't think about offending Xidian, the necessary flattery is still indispensable.

Unexpectedly, just after Zhuang Xingzhi finished listening, he immediately slapped the table and stood up, and said with a wrathful look: "You junior, are you saying that my surname Zhuang is strong?"

"No...no, this junior didn't mean that. Qiniang said that you...you are justified and impartial. Although...you are young, your morals are very admirable." The old shrew who doesn't know good words, Lao Que is so helpless that she has no choice but to swallow a "Nian Gao Dezhao" alive.

Zhuang Xingzhi no longer entangled with Lao Que, pointed the finger at Luo Cizhang, and said, "Didn't you say that my surname is strong? Listen to what other people say, what do you have to say now?" Zhuang Xingzhi called himself "old lady" , but it is a lot behind the age.

"What did I say? All I know is that Brother Lao has always been clever in his speech, but he stutters when he is in front of you." With a sneer on his face, Luo Cizhang glanced at Zhuang Xingzhi with those eyes that were distorted by Wen Cangyuan, and then Send the ridicule ten times and a hundred times over.

Zhuang Xingzhi laughed angrily, and said to Lao Que, "Young man, so you stutter because of my mother's strength?" <Feng. " Lao Que quickly denied it, but he had other thoughts in his mind: Who is stronger if you are not strong? The West Palace started an incident, the East Palace followed, and the South Palace suffered. Luo Cizhang was the biggest victim. I just sent a few complaints, you Just catch up to the door and fight. If you are not strong, Hang Jiu will laugh.

Thinking of this, Lao Que was startled suddenly, afraid that his two compliments would have an ironic effect, so he quickly changed the subject, looked at Meng Yingzi next to him and said, "I don't know who this fairy is?"

"This one, that's even more famous!" Luo Cizhang answered in a strange tone, and his mocking eyes aimed at Meng Yingzi again, "He went deep into the southwestern hinterland and forcibly beat Cha's to death. A master."

Lao Que showed a proper excited expression on his face, and said, "But Fairy Mengying Zimeng?"

Meng Yingzi nodded lightly, like daffodils swaying in the breeze, her gentle voice drifted like a fragrance, and said: "That's all rumors in the world, in fact, Taiyin is just a peak of Jingzun who forcibly jumped steps, besides, Yingzi is just Let's fight."

"Hmph, you know that, if it's really a grandmaster, you'd have to bury this old bone of mine in the southwest." Luo Ci Zhang Yinyang said angrily, and took a sip of tea, "Some people on the stele Don't take these achievements too seriously if you call yourself a grandmaster by stealing your name."

Zhuang Xingzhi said coldly: "Your surname is Luo, don't you have a lot of confidence? How dare you speak like this in front of my old lady."

Luo Cizhang said: "If you are straightforward, you will be strong. This old man has reason, so why don't you dare to say it?"

"Very good!" Zhuang Xingzhi sneered at Luo Cizhang, and suddenly pointed the finger at Lao Que, "Junior, it's a coincidence that you came here, do you want to support this old man?"

Lao Que thought in his heart that he was in trouble, and quickly explained: "Senior misunderstood, this junior brought tea to Senior Luo."

This kind of unreasonable person should not be offended, but it is very difficult not to offend, she will force you to offend.Fortunately, Lao Que was well prepared, took out the can of tea from his bosom, and said, "I heard that senior Luo has good tea, and this junior just happened to have some, so I sent it here with the cheek, two seniors, please don't blame the junior for being abrupt." .”

Luo Cizhang smiled and said: "Where is it, hey, is this Mu Qiniang's cream?"

"Senior Luo has good eyesight, it's Shuanghao." Lao Que smiled and nodded, talking to a smart person really saves effort.

Mu Qiniang is Sha Paijiu's wife, and she is also comparable to Tan Xie's sister and brother, and because she is a doctor by profession, she has a good relationship with the high-level officials of the Daxing Temple, and her influence is even still with Sha Paijiu and Tan Xie. above.This cream is specially made by Mu Qiniang, and people who are not close to her can't drink it.Lao Que specially asked Mu Qiniang for a large box, which was mainly used as business cards. When guests came, they either invited or gave them away, and they showed their close relationship with Mu Qiniang without any trace.Of course, those who are destined to drink this tea are those whom Lao Que thinks are worth making friends with. As for the villains like Wu Maxi, they are not so lucky.

Luo Cizhang is also considered a high-ranking member of the South Palace, and he is also known as a good tea. Naturally, he has drunk Shuanghao. While watching Lao Que make tea, he introduced to Zhuang Xingzhi: "Elder Zhuang, this Shuanghao is Qiniang's special tea. The rarest thing is to reduce fire and relieve dryness, Elder Zhuang should drink more."

"I've always been pragmatic, and I never waste time on these trivial things." Zhuang Xingzhi's complexion was frosty, "Old man, have you really thought about what I just said?"

"Hmph! I will accompany you to the end."

"I hope you don't regret it!"

"Luo, I hope you don't regret it!"

"Hmph, just wait and see!"

"Walk slowly, don't send!"

The rhythm of the conversation between the two suddenly accelerated, before the teapot could be filled with water, Zhuang Xingzhi had already led Meng Yingzi away with a shake of his sleeves.

Luo Cizhang quickly poured out the tea leaves from the teapot and said, "It would be a waste for this good old woman to drink such good tea."