Chapter 373： 373 Temptation

Chapter 373 Chapter 373 Temptation

Twelve Ancestral Houses Ning Family.

The moon-curved eaves are the architectural symbol of the Ning family.

Everywhere under the eaves, there are some small fish-shaped pendants carved from red jade.

It was drizzling.

Ning Hongli sat in the room, looking at the Patriarch Ning Yanfei in front of her, her brows were tightly furrowed.

"This matter really has nothing to do with me."

"I know it has nothing to do with you, but what I want to ask is whether you know some of the details, which are involved in this case." Ning Yanfei said seriously. "The merchants are not easy to fool. They saw the conflict between you and Shang Dingye before. Now that Shang Dingye is missing, if you say you have nothing to do, you have to believe them."

"But we are the Ning family here, if they have evidence, they can come and get me!" Ning Hongli said in a deep voice.

"The business is powerful. Our Ning family has inherited a lot from them." Ning Yanfei said helplessly. "Hongli, although this matter has nothing to do with you, I can also see that you have never lied since you were a child, and you are a proud enough person. But you should go to the merchant to apologize for this matter."

"I said it has nothing to do with me! Why should I apologize!?" Ning Hongli was stunned.

"I understand, but only I understand, it's useless. It's not your fault to make the merchants believe that this matter is not your fault. The disappearance of a grand master has too much impact." Ning Yanfei said helplessly.

Ning Hongli was speechless.

Among the lords of the Twelve Houses, the head of her Ning family is often called the weakest head.

In the past, she thought it was just a rumor.

Now it seems that, as a grandmaster, she has to go to the merchant to apologize because of an unwarranted suspicion? ?

It's a joke in the world!

Where is she going to put the face of the Ning family! ?

"Sister, do you know what you're talking about!?" Ning Hongli closed her eyes, suppressing her emotions.

"I know very well. Hongli, this is what we owed others, back then."

"I don't want to listen to the past, I'll just talk about the present. Human favors and facts, one counts! I'm talking about the present!" Ning Hongli said seriously.

The grandmaster's aura unconsciously dissipated slowly.

Ning Yanfei fell silent, picked up the milk tea in front of her, but just shook it to make the liquid inside swirl, and did not drink it.

The two were silent for a moment.

Ning Yanfei spoke again.

"Now this matter, I hope that before the return of the merchant's mansion, it will be handled properly, and there will be no leftovers. I, the Ning family, cannot be implicated in this matter. Do you understand, Hong Li?"

"I don't understand! Why do we have to give way every time!?" Ning Hongli raised her voice.

"No reason, this is what we owe others." Ning Yanfei closed her eyes and replied calmly.

"Owe them??! You have your principles, you have clear grievances and grievances, you must reciprocate, that's you! But you can't use your principles to oppress all of us, oppress us must do according to your ideas!"

Boom!

Ning Hongli slapped the table, making a deep palm print on the hard black wooden table.

"Your business is your business, and the Ning family's business is the Ning family's!" She said loudly, short of breath.

"Hongli, I'm doing it for your own good. Why, you are always so disobedient." Ning Yanfei lowered her eyes and said softly.

"Do you want me to go to the store to kill people now?" Ning Hongli suddenly smiled.

"." Ning Yanfei was silent.

Any guru has her own absolute confidence in her mind, so she tries to persuade in a soft way.

But now it seems that it still failed.

"Just an apology can maximize the avoidance of possible dangerous threats? Such a simple thing can gain such great benefits, why don't you want to?" She sighed softly.

"Not all people in the world only look at the pros and cons. Sister, not everyone, is willing to follow your arrangement to do anything."

Ning Hongli stood up, turned and left.

Looking at her leaving angrily, Ning Yanfei sighed silently, and still sat quietly in her seat.

Long time.

She lowered her head and drank the milk tea in the cup in one gulp.

Raising his head again, there was already a thin figure on the futon where Ning Hongli was sitting in front of him.

The other party was wearing a light yellow hat and a purple robe. The black veil was hanging down from the hat to cover his face. He could vaguely see that he was wearing a black ghost mask under the black veil.

"It seems that she is not very willing to listen to you." The voice of the black yarn man is weird, neither male nor female, as if it is some kind of falsetto.

"The Grandmaster has his own heart, it's normal." Ning Yanfei didn't change her expression, "In the big clan, there are very few people with a pure conscience like her. Perhaps, you can try to slowly develop her to join."

"Perhaps. But at this stage, we still have to hide our strengths and bide our time, and don't be in a hurry. Let you force it first. When the time is right, you should be able to induce it in one fell swoop." The black yarn man replied. "In addition, the Daoist sect designed to trap the other two sects through this move, and may be able to secure the throne of the world's number one sect in the future."

"Jin Yuyan and Yue Dewen are worthy of being old partners. Back then, they were able to escape unscathed after their calculations failed. Now they have been dormant for many years, and they strike with one blow. If they hit Qicun, the general situation is set." Ning Yanfei said.

"Don't worry, don't worry. The one above is about to die. They are consuming our power, don't you know, we are also getting familiar with their power.

Look, I'm waiting for their people to come, so I can't hold back much time. "The black gauze man smiled slightly, stood up, and disappeared in a flash.

"Then I'll bear with it." Ning Yanfei closed her eyes, stroking the cup with her fingers, wondering what she was thinking.

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He simply packed his luggage.

Zhang Rongfang was wearing a black bunt, short-sleeved trousers, a wide snakeskin belt around his waist, and separate small bags hung on the back, just like bunches of black grapes.

After changing his body shape, he arranged for the person who would dress him up to be the old Taoist in Chenxiang Palace.

This person's acting skills are lifelike and majestic, he looks even more like the governor of the church than himself.

So it is most suitable for him to dress up.

After confirming everything, he set off that night without notifying anyone. He just left a few letters and left.

Leaving from Qingchuan Mansion, he did not go by land, but by boat.

Within the jurisdiction of Qingchuan Prefecture, there is Qingchuan Port. Although there are not many ships in it, there are also various cargo ships heading to other places.

Earlier, Emperor Ling called him up on the surface, in the name of rectifying and developing the port.

Zhang Rongfang boarded one at random. Borrowing the name of the school students going out for travel, they went down the ocean to Jiuzhou Port near Wushan Mansion.

He plans to go to Wushan Mansion to visit his sister and the others first, and then go to Dan Province where the Wuding Sect is located.

Find out the real whereabouts of Master Yue halfway.

And the Moon King

He always felt that the appearance of the Moon King was too coincidental. It seems like deliberately cooperating with Daoism to make a move.

But it is clear that the induction door and the Daoism are feuds again.

To cooperate with each other, you have to let go of many previous hatreds.

Wow.

The waves beat against the hull, making a muffled sound.

also pulled Zhang Rongfang back from thinking.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the outline of Qingchuan Port that was gradually moving away, but felt a sense of relief in his heart that he was out of the cage.

‘From now on, I am not Zhang Ying, but Zhang Jing. '

Putting out characters and changing names is considered an old traditional skill of his.

At this moment, he doesn't need to think about hiding his strength, what he wants is to do what he wants to do.

"Mr. Zhang, is this the first time you have left your hometown?" Yan Zheng, the owner of the boat beside him, walked over slowly with a pipe in his hand to talk to him.

"My hometown is not here. I came here to make money temporarily." Zhang Rongfang replied with a smile.

"Actually, Qingchuan Mansion is very good and safe. You can consider buying real estate here. If Mr. Zhang is interested, you can ask me, Lao Yan, to do it for you. I will give you a 20% discount for the sake of meeting fate." Yan Zheng, the boss of the boat He said with a smile.

"Then thank you brother Yan." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

"Is Uncle Zhang a martial arts practitioner?" A short-haired girl with big eyes and a slim and vigorous figure approached on the side deck.

The girl has slender legs, and her skin is a healthy wheat color. She only wears a tube top on her moderate chest, and her lower body is gray tight trousers, which outlines a slender and plump curve.

It looks like regular exercise.

"Why do you call me uncle? I'm the youngest?" Zhang Rongfang was speechless and stroked the beard on his chin.

"I'm seventeen years old, and my dad said you should be almost thirty, so what should you call an uncle?" The girl asked with her eyes wide open.

"Brother?" Zhang Rongfang tried.

"Slightly slightly slightly~~~ Don't be shy." The girl made a grimace by pulling the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Both Zhang Rongfang and Yan Zheng laughed.

The ship slowly moves away.

Zhang Rongfang gradually calmed down, chatting with his father and daughter.

The ship he was sitting on was named Feiyun, and it was said to have been a retired warship that had participated in the expedition to the Japanese Islands.

It was only born in recent years, the navy is changing with each passing day, and the replacement of ships is very fast.

So a large number of ships were sold to merchants.

In addition to carrying a large amount of cargo, Feiyun also carried more than 30 passengers.

There is no one who can afford to take a long-distance passenger ship these days without money.

Had lunch.

Zhang Rongfang returned to the cabin and took out the statue of the blood **** from his arms again before leaving.

After careful study, there are no more hints even in the property bar.

He then attempted to destroy its body with brute force.

It was unexpectedly found that the statue was quite strong.

With his current strength, he couldn't destroy it at all.

He vaguely remembered that when he first got the statue, it wasn't so hard.

After the research failed, Zhang Rongfang finally set his sights on literature.

"Without the master's token monitoring, it's time to improve your literary skills."

In the cabin room.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the attribute points accumulated in the past few days.

'Available attributes: 10'

Wen Gong is still at the original progress.

‘Taishang Mingxu Gong (Fifth Stage-Late Yuanying Period)’

"Let's start this time, let's see what the effect will be if we break through to refine the gods."

If it wasn't for the master's monitoring, he would have wanted to improve his literary skills and save attribute points.

You must know that raising one level of writing skills is more cost-effective than directly adding points to health.

Unfortunately, for this reason, he has been dragged on for so many years.

Now, the opportunity finally came.

In the cabin, Zhang Rongfang calmed down, focusing on the plus sign behind Taishangming Xugong, imagining a little touch.

With a swipe, the remaining attribute points are reduced by three points.

The realm of the late Nascent Soul is also blurred. Soon, after a few seconds, the handwriting recovered again, and it had already become a new realm: the early stage of refining gods.

At the same time, countless memories of him cultivating literary skills and meditating day and night came to his mind.

But now, Zhang Rongfang will no longer be dizzy because of this memory, and he is gradually getting used to this level of intensity.

Simple and simple, after entering the training, he carefully closed his eyes to experience it.

First of all, the Nascent Soul's qi and blood mass on the chest and abdomen are slowly splitting apart, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, releasing an extremely fine light airflow, which flows along the meridians and enters the mind.

(end of this chapter)