Chapter 827 Flattery, My Master Is Not Bad for Money

Meng Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and then his beautiful thin lips pursed slightly.

Nan Xun continued to praise: "Although this face of the sophora tree spirit is beautiful, it is an illusion, and the master is born, there is no comparison, even if it is really compared, the master is very handsome, he is not as good as you."

Mencius said indifferently, "Why do you say this so eloquently? Regardless of beauty or ugliness, poverty or wealth, a pair of stinky skins on the left and right will return to dust after death."

Nan Xun: "Ah? Master's statement is wrong. Beautiful things make people feel good, and seeing beautiful people always makes you feel good. For example, Master, if you are ugly, although I fear you, I will not agree with you. You talk so much. I like beautiful skins, and they will all return to dust after death, so people are not allowed to love beauty before death?"

Meng Ziyi was silent for a long time before he said, "Vulgar."

Nan Xun said with a smile: "I was painted by a layman, so naturally I am unavoidable. The master is not a layman, so why didn't the master become a fairy? Beauty is not normal."

Mencius said with a stern face: "It's a crooked reason."

Does this mean he's not normal?

Nan Xun laughed even more happily, "Master, I haven't finished yet. Beauty is nothing but the icing on the cake. The most important thing is character, just like Master. Master, you should cultivate both inside and outside."

Mencius:  …

Flatterer.

Xiao Ba interjected abruptly, "The value of evil thoughts has dropped by 1 point! Tsk tsk, man. Sure enough, he wears everything, but he doesn't like to be flattered. No matter which world's big boss, he likes to listen to good things."

Nan Xun snorted, "It's also very knowledgeable to flatter one's ass. It pays attention to the right time and place. If I complimented the big boss like that when I first saw him, would you believe that I'm already dead? He just did a good thing today, you Don't look at this good thing he does reluctantly, in fact he is happy in his heart."

After the female ghost Sun Xiaomei said goodbye to her last friend, the locust tree spirit, she had no regrets. Her resentment slowly dissipated, and she bowed to Meng Ziyi: "Master Lao will give me a ride."

Before she became a Specter, she avoided the ghosts of hell, and missed the opportunity to go to Huangquan Road. Although the resentment all over her body dissipated, if there was no guide, she could not find the way to the underworld.

To help the ghosts to the end, Meng Ziyi directly opened the way, opened the passage to the underworld, and sent Sun Xiaomei to Huangquan Road.

Due to the repeated attempts by the villagers, Meng Ziyi stayed in the village for one night and rested at the previous aunt's house.

The aunt's son came back early because of the trial at the ancestral hall. He worked part-time jobs for a large family in the town, earned some money, and bought some rice.

Knowing that the rice grains at home had been eaten up yesterday, Meng Ziyi also distributed some big cakes for her mother to eat.

"I managed to find a big family in the town that hired part-time workers, but the manager didn't allow us to leave without permission, and we had to stay in the shop to eat, drink, sleep, and I couldn't worry about my mother, but there was really nothing I could do.

Thanks to the Master Duhua Sun Xiaomei, I can go to the mountains to dig up herbs and sell them. Speaking of which, the daughter of the Sun family is also pitiful. She even encountered such a beast. If it weren't for the Master, we villagers would continue to be subjected to this Chang's father and son. Deception, and I don't know what sages and sages that Chang Shengshu is reading, it's just in vain..."

This big man is obviously a talkative person. Even if Meng Ziyi is silent most of the time, he can talk a lot without saying ok every now and then, and in the end, he even mentions his single dog.

"...I'm almost twenty-six-seven. Because my family is poor and I don't look good, and there are few girls in the village, I can't marry a daughter-in-law after a lot of years. I'm sorry my mother. , let her have no grandson to hug." The big man sighed repeatedly.

Nan Xun looked at him. Although he was a little darker, he was not ugly. He was tall and strong, and he was not very old. He might have been doing rough work all the year round, and his skin was a little rough, making him look a little old.

She remembered that Meng Ziyi seemed to be twenty-six this year, tsk, these two really didn't look like the same age.

Mencius is not a person who likes to listen to people spit out bitterness, but at this time, he sat quietly and listened very seriously.

After hearing what the big man said, Meng Ziyi took out some silver pieces from the package and gave it to him.

——That was the reward for the demon slayer that Mr. Fang forced to give him.

The aunt and this man naturally dare not ask for it.

Mencius said lightly: "I don't need these pieces of silver, you can take them to marry a wife."

Seeing that the mother and son still refused, Meng Ziyi pursed his thin lips tightly, and was already a little impatient. He had little kindness to outsiders, but when he heard the words of the other party, he thought of his family who had been dead for many years. It would be so troublesome for people to accept his kindness. , he won't do so much in the future.

At this moment, Nan Xun coughed, "That... auntie, eldest brother, you can take it. My master is not bad for a little bit of silver, and the master will have a lot of money to help others catch monsters."

The sudden appearance of a female voice shocked the mother and son. There is no fourth person here, so where did the voice come from?

"Here, here, here I am." Nan Xun slapped his presence angrily.

The aunt and the man's eyes fell on the scabbard of the Demon Slayer Sword in Meng Ziyi's hands, with a strange look.

"Don't be afraid of aunt and eldest brother, I'm not a monster, but a master's sword spirit, because I have followed the master for many years and have cultivated spiritual wisdom."

The aunt and the man subconsciously glanced at Meng Ziyi.

Meng Ziyi's face was expressionless, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he lowered his lips slightly, as if tacitly agreeing to this.

The man was daring, he calmed down first, and joked, "I didn't expect that the master's knife was actually a female. Your voice is so nice, it's the best voice I've ever heard."

Nan Xun chuckled lightly, such a man who can talk actually didn't find his daughter-in-law.

"Master told you to take the silver, you can take it, don't say no. This piece of silver has been bathed in the luster of the weapon of the gods, and it can be used at home to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits."

"So miraculous?"

Mencius: It's really nonsense.

The big man is already heartbroken, but...

He looked at Meng Ziyi's clothes, especially his pair of boots, his eyes stayed for a long time at the small hole where his big toe was about to come out, "Since the master has money, why is he dressed like this..." Shabby.

Nan Xun couldn't hold back when he heard this, and burst out laughing.

Meng Ziyi's fingers holding the handle of the knife couldn't help but move, his thin lips pressed even tighter.

Nan Xun coughed and explained: "Master is an expert outside the world, and he doesn't care about these external things. Moreover, if you dress too rich, you will only cause trouble on the road."

As soon as the scabbard came out, Meng Ziyi didn't need to talk nonsense any more, and he coaxed the big man to take the money in a few words.

Meng Ziyi lowered his head slightly and "looked" towards the scabbard, a pair of handsome eyebrows seemed to be raised.