Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 90: The servile and charming girl gives her wine

This time.

No one said Fang Shu was pretentious or hypocritical anymore. Even Qin Min only felt that Fang Shu's expression was indifferent and that he had only greeted a few "lapdogs" in the building before not coming over again.

The disciples who had been following Qin Min hesitated when they saw that Fang Shu hadn't come over, but then decided to go over and at least protect him while he was adjusting his breathing.

But after taking only a few steps, they subtly noticed Qin Min's gaze and instantly realized that Fang Shu and Qin Min had been at odds lately.

This left the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment, quite flustered, unsure of what to do.

Three-quarters of an hour later, Fang Shu slowly opened his eyes from his meditative state, his gaze calm.

If it were just about restoring his qi and blood, he wouldn't need to spend so much time. But he struck while the iron was hot, studying the fire blade technique and casually tempering his internal muscles and bones.

In just a quarter of an hour, his cultivation progress increased by another point, becoming "52%"!
This unexpected confrontation with the Three Tribulations Immortals not only tested the power of his Fire Blade Technique, but also made him feel even more exhilarated, his confidence grew, and his aura increased, as if a steel blade had been sharpened.

Unfortunately... Fang Shu's gaze flickered, and he looked at the location of Luo Dalang's corpse. He found that the corpse had been collected and put into a burlap sack, with only bloodstains remaining on the floor tiles, and the head had been pieced together.

The physical bodies and precious blood of immortals from the Three Tribulations Immortals are all extraordinary goods. If they were taken out and sold, they could fetch at least fifty or sixty thousand.

Fang Shu pondered this in his heart.

However, he killed the enemy in the market. Even if he had a powerful backer, the enemy attacked first, so there must be some hidden story. The market would not hand over the body to him.

Therefore, Fang Shu restrained himself and did not let the Long Tongue Sword devour Luo Dalang's precious blood, so as to avoid causing unnecessary trouble later.

Just then, a voice broke Fang Shu's thoughts: "Not bad. You really haven't disappointed me."

Turning his head, he saw the owner of the pavilion standing to his left and right, a faint smile of satisfaction on his wrinkled and white face.

"Master." Fang Shu immediately stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.

The owner of the guesthouse said, "I'll take care of everything from now on. You can rest assured and don't need to worry."

Besides the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion, there was also a group of market fairies dressed in black robes and hats, who were questioning the fat-headed, big-eared merchant guild owner, the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion, and the unrelated onlookers and drinkers around them.

After nodding to the owner of the guesthouse, Fang Shu quietly waited to the side.

Before long, under the arrangement of the owner of the private residence, Fang Shu exchanged a few words with the man in the soap clothes and hat.

After the group of people from the market finished questioning him today, they even bowed respectfully to him, completely unlike the arrogant group of people in black clothes and hats who had helped him buy the house back then.

The other party stated that the matter was now over. He would be informed of the rest by someone else.

But just as Fang Shu was about to turn around and leave, the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion, who was still being questioned, suddenly apologized to the people in front of him, and then hurried over, instructing the waiters around him: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The other party, carrying the fifty thousand talisman coins, walked up to Fang Shu and said, "Immortal Master Fang Shu, is there something you've forgotten?"

The mistress of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion smiled charmingly. Although she was older, she was graceful and elegant, with a rich and charming demeanor that was quite pleasing to the eye. She also possessed a shrewd and capable air about her, making her even more radiant and captivating than her daughters beside her.

At this moment, her daughters, all delicate and with sparkling eyes, bowed in unison to Fang Shu.

"Greetings, Immortal Master Fang Shu!"

Fang Shu calmly accepted the other party's bow without any intention of avoiding it, and simply asked, "Is there something you need?"

The owner of Qixiang Pavilion nodded quickly. She nudged Xiang Xingwu in front of her, who smiled charmingly, but her eyes were somewhat evasive and uneasy. She lowered her head and carried out a tray in her hands.

"This is a peach blossom wine that our shop has been aging for twenty or thirty years. It is also known as Daughter's Red. The ingredients used before it is bottled must be precious peaches. This jar is worth more than 50,000 talismans."

The Master of Seven Fragrances continued with a charming smile: "I am willing to offer this Peach Blossom Wine to Immortal Fang Shu as a congratulatory gift for your triumphant victory and remarkable achievements today!"

Fang Shu looked at the other person with a half-smile, not taking the peach blossom wine, but waiting for the other person to say something next.

Sure enough, the Seven Fragrance Pavilion Master then said in a low voice, "This is just a greeting gift. I have another request. I hope that Immortal Fang Shu can accept our invitation to make offerings. In the future, we will send you money, food, medicine and other items every month, year and festival."

Seeing that Fang Shu showed no interest, she gritted her teeth and glanced at Xiang Xingwu in front of her: "My few good-for-nothing daughters are also willing to clean up for the immortal Fang Shu."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xingwu's face turned pale, and her body trembled slightly. Not only her, but her sisters also changed color.

From being a benefactor or spiritual partner who could have invested in someone, to a servant girl who sweeps and waits on them, or even a maid who warms their bed, the difference between the two is like heaven and earth, and can even be described as "servile and obsequious."

Although the Seven Fragrance Pavilion Master's voice was low during the conversation, it still reached the ears of those around him.

The master of the Dugu Pavilion ignored such trivial matters, but the other disciples of the Dugu Pavilion all shifted their gazes to Xiang Xingwu and the other women, whispering amongst themselves.

These gazes made Xiang Xingwu wish she could disappear into the shadows. She felt ashamed and indignant, but she dared not utter a sound. After all, it was her mother who had spoken, and standing opposite her was a Daoist elite who had just killed a Three Tribulation Immortal.

There were also onlookers and people dressed in black robes and hats in the audience who heard the conversation and squinted at the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion.

Some people sneered and mocked, while others muttered to themselves, "This woman is indeed quite capable. She's so willing to do things. No wonder she's managed to support such a large family business all by herself."

Some merchants, in particular, not only did not despise the Seven Fragrances Pavilion Master's act of offering treasures and women, but also admired and envied it quite a bit.

However, Fang Shu observed the Seven Fragrances Pavilion Master, waited for him to finish speaking, and after a brief pause, chuckled and said:
"Since it's an unreasonable request, then you should probably give up on it."

As he spoke, he merely glanced at the so-called "Daughter's Red Wine," without even glancing at the various beautiful young ladies, including Xiang Xingwu. He then nodded and turned to walk out of the building.

Fang Shu's decisive action drew even more admiration from those around him.

"Hey, wait for us guys." Li Hou'er and the others were still admiring the beauty Bao Yao when they saw him suddenly set off, so they quickly followed.

Some of the merchants and patrons in the building who looked over burst into mocking laughter, while others sighed with regret.

Someone slammed their fist on the table and said, "It's not enough now."

Suddenly, Xiang Xingwu heard these words, and the feelings in her heart were more complicated than ever before.

The owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion was also taken aback. She bit her full lips, her face stiffened, and a wave of regret rose in her heart.

She suddenly remembered what had happened when she bought the house and felt a pang of regret:

"If I had known this would happen, why would I have bought a house or prepared a dowry back then! Whether I had lent or given money, or bought another house in the same courtyard as this person, our relationship could have continued."

Upon realizing this, the Master of Seven Fragrances bit his lip, feeling that he had learned his lesson.

She quickly snatched the wine jar from Xiang Xingwu's hand, shoved the dazed girl aside, and then hurried after Fang Shu, her body trembling, to deliver the precious wine.

I don't ask for offerings, I only ask for a congratulatory gift. Now, I should be able to send it out!
The next moment, a man dressed in black robes and hat stopped the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion and scolded him, "Why are you running? Do you want to flee from your crime?"

The owner of Qixiang Pavilion hurriedly tried to explain, but she keenly noticed that the group's gazes were subtly falling on the wine jar in her hand, and their expressions were more arrogant than before.

What alarmed the owner of Qixiang Pavilion even more was that the market manager and the owner of the pavilion were talking to each other with unpleasant expressions, and the two burlap sacks containing the corpses had been opened.

Two human skins were falling off the corpse's face, revealing the two different faces of "Luo Dalang" and "Luo Erlang".

The owner of Qixiang Tower was stunned.

"No, no! What's going on..." With a thud, the fat, big-eared owner of the chamber of commerce next door saw what was happening, instantly realized what was going on, and was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud.

The Seven Fragrances Pavilion Master finally understood: "There's something fishy about my help today!"

Immediately, her expression turned extremely unpleasant.

If there's something fishy about helping out, then agreeing to this matter and even going so far as to approach the Seven Fragrance Pavilion of the Solitary Gu Sect is naturally also very suspicious and suspicious.

The owner of Qixiang Pavilion turned slightly pale. She realized that not only would she not be able to give away this jar of wine today, but she would also have to spend even more money.

A sense of absurdity arose in the mature woman's heart, as if "one wrong step leads to another," making her feel panicked and helpless, yet she could only force a smile.

the other side.

Fang Shu returned to the museum.

After apologizing to his fellow disciples, he entered the meditation room to continue his practice, digesting what he had learned and making great progress!

(End of this chapter)