Zhen Yuanzi snorted, his apprentice knew it well, he thought on his knees and knew that the truth must not be as sweet as Yang San himself said.
It's just that the disciple took his arm and acted like a baby, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be soaked with honey, his heart softened, and he didn't expose it after all.
He directly signed the contract on the spot and wrote down the words Zhen Yuanzi. After signing the contract, he looked at Yang San, "Okay, the money can be transferred."
"Huh?" Yang San was a little dazed.
Zhen Yuanzi hooked the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you just say that this house was selected for me and planned to be bought for me? I'm very satisfied with this house, so let's leave it at that."
Yang San felt that he had been severely slashed by the Thunder of the Nine Heavens, and he stayed where he was, wanting to cry without tears: She, she was just talking, master, do you want to be so serious. Oh, the adjective is wrong, she would rather be struck by lightning than take money. Lei couldn't kill her, so asking her to pay such a large sum of money was like digging her heart out.
If you die by yourself, you have to walk on your knees.
Yang Sanqiang endured the grief, choked up and asked the sales lady, "How much is this house?"
She prayed silently in her heart that it must not be too expensive.
The sales lady smiled sweetly, "The location here is very good, 118,000 square meters, and the house you selected has a total of 154 square meters, so the total is 18.172 million."
Yang San felt his heart ache, and with trembling hands, he handed over the bank card. It's too much, the house price here is rising really fast, it's only 100,000 before the Chinese New Year next year, and it's more than 10,000 more in less than a year.
After the initial heartache, Yang San comforted herself: It's good if the master lives nearby, and she can eat fruits and vegetables anytime in the future. Thinking about it this way, I seem to feel a lot better. After all, she earned so much money not only to redeem the land, but also to enjoy the food.
"Why did the master suddenly come to the world?" Yang San asked curiously. She always thought that the master would only come out of the mountain unless Wuzhuang Temple fell.
Zhen Yuanzi said lightly: "It's just being entrusted by others to help improve some grains in the world. This is also a matter of merit."
Yang San easily accepted this reason.
Zhen Yuanzi didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he changed the subject directly, "It just so happens that I can also check on your cultivation status during this time."
Yang San was very proud, "I have recovered most of my strength now."
The three inner alchemy sent by Ji Qin last night allowed her to restore 90% of her original strength.
Zhen Yuanzi's expression was indifferent, and there was even a hint of sadness hidden in his brows. Yang San didn't realize this, and happily said that he had done a lot of good deeds and gained a lot of merit since he came to the world, like a child showing off his achievements to his parents.
Being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, it is not an exaggeration for Zhen Yuanzi to say that he is her father. Her lively and lively tone is very contagious, and people can't help but soften their expressions.
Yang San, who was too excited, forgot to inform his little brother about it.
So when she led Zhen Yuanzi to the door, many younger brothers were frightened severely, causing a few more stone statues to appear in the room.
Zhen Yuanzi slightly nodded at Xu Jiaxin and the others who were petrified, his gaze stayed on the bookshelf in the living room for a while, his originally gentle expression froze.
These books are impressively placed on the bookshelf.
? "Kiss My Domineering School Grass"
"Adorable Baby Arrives: The CEO's Hidden Empress Wife"
"Ly Shaoxiao Dotes on His Ex-Wife"
? "Protecting colleagues deeply: live streaming your love"
Zhen Yuanzi looked at these titles, his hands trembling slightly. Why did his well-behaved apprentice start to read these books?
Yang San followed his gaze, and quickly defended her innocence, "Master, those books were placed with me by someone else." Well, except for the last one, Xu Chunshen and Wei Hu's colleagues, which she bought online. of.
Zhen Yuanzi's complexion improved a little, and he asked, "Who sent you these books?" He really wanted to see, which bastard tried to spoil his good apprentice? San'er is still young, where is the time to read these books now.
He picked up one of them casually, and it happened to be a colleague of Xu Chunshen and Wei Hu.
Yang San abandoned the plastic friendship very unscrupulously, "Xu Chunshen sent it here, probably to maintain his image?"
Zhen Yuanzi's fingers holding the book paused, and his tone was strange: "Xu Chunshen? Are you sure?"
Yang San nodded, "Master, have you watched his movies and TV shows?"
Zhen Yuanzi was silent, with a slightly puzzled look on his face: if a mortal is reincarnated, his personality may change ever-changing. But for an immortal with a firm heart, even if reincarnatedShe has mastered the magic arts and thoroughly digested the previous accumulation.
After more than a year, Yang San finally regained his strength before he fell asleep. The current her is the big demon who used her fists to gain a great reputation.
"Master." Xu Jiaxin was a little uneasy. The aura of the master was much stronger than before the retreat. Standing beside her, she felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest.
Yang ¡õ¡õ responded and restrained the aura leaked from his body.
Xu Jiaxin said: "The upstairs has been decorated, master, do you want to go up and have a look?"
This feeling of having everything arranged for you after waking up after a sleep is extremely comforting. Yang San nodded, and couldn't wait to see his new home.
To her great surprise, it was He Yifan who opened the door for her. Yang San subconsciously glanced at the house number¡ªit was her house.
He Yifan smiled and said, "Chunshen and your master are playing chess on the balcony."
Judging by the tone, Xu Chunshen seemed to have known her master during the time she was locked up in a small black room.
Yang San nodded slightly and walked to the balcony. Even though it was winter, perhaps because of the array arranged by the master, even if the heater was not turned on, the house was still as warm as spring.
Yang San walked over slowly and saw his master staring at the chessboard with a serious face, obviously hesitating where to make his next move.
Xu Chunshen raised his head and fixed his gaze on her head.
Yang San touched his head subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
"It's budding."
Huh? Does this mean that the buds on her head have sprouted?
Yang San faintly sensed that this green shoot seemed to be related to her strength.
He Yifan, who came over, happened to hear this, and looked around the balcony: vegetables are the most grown on this balcony! Where did the flowers come from? Maybe it's his flower of love? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com