I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 882

Song Xun can only use this to comfort himself at the moment. After all, since he was studying, he has memorized the laws of the dynasty thoroughly. In his heart, the way to treat bad people is not to eat...

But eating bad people is better than eating innocent good people.

"Why didn't you say it?" Huo Zhaoyuan frowned, "Where have you seen a monster? What kind of monster is it?"

"No, where did the monster come from in broad daylight." Song Xun began to deny it.

His attitude made Huo Zhaoyuan believe that Song Xun should be talking about Song Ying. If it was someone else, why would Song Xun be so secretive?
"She is a good monster. Although she loves money, I haven't seen her do anything bad these years. She is even very principled. Don't hurt her heart." Huo Zhaoyuan said suddenly.

"?" Song Xun froze for a moment.

What does Lord Huo mean?
Who is he talking about?Is that vixen?It's not about Gu Mingbao, is it? !

Song Xun was confused, and after a while: "Forget it, don't mention this, lord, you are here to relax, right? Look at my sister's life in the village, it is really prosperous, and I don't know where my sister recruited her. , are lively and tight."

Some of the people that Song Ying bought back were working, some were playing around, and they looked very lively.

Huo Zhaoyuan glanced over, his eyebrows twitched.

What did he... see?
There are a lot of spiders, bugs, butterflies, big white snakes and even squirrels and roe deer...

Huo Zhaoyuan deeply felt that his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again, it was still true, they were all... monsters.

So these are not servants bought by Song Ying, but little monsters raised by her...

It should be because of his cultivation?Even gods and monsters can see it.

But isn't the number of monsters a little too much?This is only in the capital, how many are there in Yongcheng? !

Huo Zhaoyuan remained silent, but Song Xun suddenly became very excited. He ran into the room and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Looking at the scene of work in the distance, he prepared to draw a beautiful painting.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery doesn't fit into the picture." Song Xun said with a smile.

beauty...

Huo Zhaoyuan breathed out, "Didn't you still think about monsters just now? This mood has changed a little faster."

"Seeing so many hardworking people, why would you think of those messy things?" Song Xun smiled, he even wanted to write a poem!
"Then what if all you see in front of you are monsters?" Huo Zhaoyuan suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

Song Xun's face froze, and the pen in his hand dripped a drop of ink on the paper. He suddenly felt distressed and regretted, and quickly changed another one: "How is it possible? Look, they are all human, living people. You have seen it before, my lord. There are still few people in the world, and that vixen is also kind, so you think that monsters in this world are probably like that, but in fact..."

"Actually?" Huo Zhaoyuan frowned.

Song Xun laughed dryly.

In fact, this monster looks very scary.

What does a fox think?Compared with that big snake demon, it is simply an appetizer.

Huo Zhaoyuan smiled faintly.

What would happen if Song Xun knew that his paintings were monsters at the moment?
"I think... since you want to paint them, you might as well ask them to give some advice." About half an hour later, Huo Zhaoyuan glanced at the painting, and then said seriously.

Song Xun felt reasonable when he heard it, and then called those people over.

Surrounded by a group of Yingying and Yanyan, Song Xun was also quite embarrassed, but fortunately these people had pure eyes and looked really lively and innocent.

(End of this chapter)