Chapter 838: The tea is not drinkable. "A friend came from afar" Zhou Changmei said with a smile, and Fang Jie took over the last half of the sentence: "It's very confusing." Zhou Changmei was stuck on the next words, and for a moment, I don't know what to say. Mu Xianjun, who was sitting next to him, kept his head down to suppress the inexplicable irritability and anger in his heart. Hearing Fang Jie speak like this made him feel even more uncomfortable. It's just that he has been showing his kindness and kindness to others for so many years, and it has become a habit. So when he raised his head, there was already a friendly and gentle smile on his face. "My father-in-law is waiting here, so I don't have to worry about many things." He clasped his fists: "My father heard that my father-in-law might have come to Eastern Xinjiang, but he still refused to believe it, so he asked Master Zhou and I to come and have a look. If It's true that the master is here, and my family, Mu Mansion, should treat him. The reason why he didn't show up rashly was because he was afraid of disturbing the master's business, but he didn't expect that the news about the master would be received so quickly. The strength of the Black Flag Army is indeed well-deserved. " This sounds very polite, but it actually doesn't tell Fang Jie that no matter how strong the Black Flag Army is, this is still Eastern Xinjiang, not Southwest China. You'd better be honest when you get here and don't cause any trouble. "This is a private matter, so I didn't plan to disturb the Mu family at first. I wanted to take advantage of the stability of the southwest to accompany my wife back home to meet my father. I never thought that I would alert the Duke just after getting off the boat. It is really rude." Fang Xie smiled and said: "Later, I will go to the mansion to visit Ning Guogong." Zhou Changmei said: "In this case, we can go back and have an explanation with Mu Guogong. Mu's mansion has always been hospitable. If Mu Guogong knows that you are here, he will definitely He would be very happy. He loves to make friends with heroes. He has heard of you for a long time and has always admired you. However, since we are thousands of miles apart, we have never had the chance to meet you. Since we are in Eastern Xinjiang this time, Mu Mansion naturally still wants to be a landlord. "Yes." "Thank you in advance." Fang Jie stood up and wanted to pour tea for the two of them. Zhou Changmei also stood up and said: "My father-in-law has a distinguished status, how can I bother you to pour the tea myself? I'd better do it myself." Fang Jie smiled: "I arrived at the pavilion first, I am the master, and the two of them are the masters. He is a guest, how can a guest pour tea by himself? " He picked up the teapot and wanted to pour tea for Zhou Changmei. Zhou Changmei's eyes froze slightly, and he secretly used his inner strength to focus on one point, trying to seal the spout of the teapot to prevent the water from flowing out. If it is solved, If the tea does not come out when the tea is poured, it will naturally cause Fang Jie a huge loss of face. Zhou Changmei has a very high status in the Penglai Sect. Although his cultivation level is far inferior to that of Su Yang, he is still a top-notch master in the sect. He is Su Yang's junior brother, and he is much more impatient than Su Yang. With the power of inner strength spread out in front of him, Zhou Changmei smiled politely, waiting for Fang Jie to make a fool of himself. Mu Xianjun knows Zhou Changmei¡¯s methods. He has also known the temperament of his uncle in Penglai Sect for so many years. The Penglai Sect takes chivalry as its purpose, and its disciples do many good deeds, so the fishermen along the coast call the Penglai Sect the Immortal Sect. In the eyes of the fishermen, such a group of practitioners with great supernatural powers are already like immortal beings. Moreover, they can also act chivalrously and do justice, so they are more respected. But that¡¯s just the surface. Although Penglai Island is not small, most of it is occupied by Penglai Mountain, and the rest of the island cannot be cultivated. The climate at sea is changeable, and there are often wind and waves. Even if you grow some food and vegetables, you will not be able to survive. Therefore, over the years, most of Penglai Zong's daily necessities have been purchased from fishermen on land. The previous headmasters were all of a stoic nature, and it didn¡¯t matter whether they ate well or not. Moreover, the higher the spiritual practice, the lower the need for food. There were not many disciples at that time, so even if there was no income, he could still barely make ends meet. The previous headmasters of the Penglai Sect pursued tranquility and nature, and their lives were harder, but they enjoyed this pure spiritual life the most. After arriving in Suyang as the headmaster, he planned to carry forward the Penglai Sect, but the lack of money became the biggest obstacle. Even if he could attract a large number of people to learn the art based on his cultivation, what would these people eat and drink? Although Su Yang intended to make friends with powerful people, and Mu Guangling also gave a large amount of money after sending Mu Xianjun to the Penglai Sect, this was simply not enough for a leader who wanted to promote the Penglai Sect. The person who came to solve this problem for the sect was Zhou Changmei. Mu Xianjun knows very well what kind of temper this uncle has. The four words "cruel and ruthless" cannot fully describe him. During the day, he was a fairy who eliminated harm for the people. On the vast sea, there were unknown fishing boats that were in danger and were rescued by Zhou Changmei and his men. The fishermen kowtowed and worshiped him, treating him as a god. At night, he instructed his disciples to sneak onto the land, plunder caravans, and rob wealthy gentry. It is hard to tell how many lives he had in his hands. Even among the many murder cases outside Mouping City in the south, many of them have something to do with him. Mu Ping is all a businessman who comes to purchase goods.With Wan Guan, you can get a lot of wealth by killing a caravan. Another advantage of choosing a wealthy businessman is that you won¡¯t have much to worry about. In the Central Plains world, although businessmen are extremely wealthy, their status is low, even worse than ordinary farmers. No matter how rich you are, if you don¡¯t have status, what is there to worry about? So when he noticed the flow of energy in the Tao, Mu Xianjun knew that his uncle was going to establish his authority. Although his father Mu Guangling repeatedly asked not to rush into action, he still had to show the necessary strength when he arrived in Eastern Xinjiang. It would be too embarrassing if he was looked down upon in his own territory. Moreover, Zhou Changmei sensed Mu Xianjun¡¯s hostility towards Fang Jie. If Penglai Sect wants to develop, it is impossible without the support of Mu Mansion. Mu Xianjun returned to Mu Mansion this time to secretly plot to prompt Mu Guangling to raise an army. In fact, it was actually Zhou Changmei who prompted him. If Su Yang was still a little entangled in his heart, then Zhou Changmei had been deeply trapped in it from the beginning and could never get out again. "Power, wealth, status" When these words begin to fill a man's mind, most of the time this person has gone crazy. Especially when a person who had to be abstinent in the first half of his life for the sake of sect discipline finally tastes the taste of power in the second half of his life, then this taste will make him addicted and poisoned. So Zhou Changmei knew very well that his future destiny was closely related to Mu Mansion. If you want to have a good future, you must do things for Mu Mansion. And Mu Xianjun will be the helmsman of the Mu Mansion in the future. If the Mu Mansion raises an army and eventually takes over the world, then Mu Xianjun will be the crown prince. After Mu Guangling's death, Mu Xianjun became the emperor. Since Zhou Changmei sensed Mu Xianjun¡¯s hostility towards Fang Jie, she naturally wanted to take action for him. And Mu Xianjun just needs to wait and see the joke. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ Zhou Changmei squinted at the spout, expecting to see a frustrated expression on Fang Jie¡¯s face in the next second. The hot tea flowing from the mouth of the pot smoothly, the tea fragrance spread with the hot air, and it was refreshing. I have to say that this is definitely a rare tea treasure. People with prominent family backgrounds like Mu Xianjun know the art of tea better, so they can tell immediately. If this tea was sold during the Qing Dynasty and the prosperous times its value One hundred gold. "Please" Fang Jie smiled and made a "please" gesture, indicating that Zhou Changmei could drink. Tea is half filled with wine, this is the way to treat guests. Zhou Changmei's heart tightened slightly, Fang Jie solved his dilemma in such an understatement, which shows that Fang Jie's cultivation level is also very good. He glanced at Mu Xianjun, then twitched his lips and smiled: "Thank you for the tea, sir." He picked up the cup and wanted to express his thanks. Just thinking about it. Because he couldn't pick up the cup from the stone table at all. With his cultivation level, there was nothing he could do! The cup seemed to be cast into the stone table, motionless. If he used it again, the cup would be broken, and even if the stone table was broken, it wouldn't be a problem for Zhou Changmei, but in this case, the situation would be completely ruined. "What?" Fang Jie glanced at Zhou Changmei: "What do you call this person? Do you think the amount of tea I poured is not enough?" Zhou Changmei's face turned a little red, and he let go of the hand holding the tea cup, either: " Caomin Zhou Changmei is the young prince's attendant" "Oh" Fang said in relief: "Well, I am confused, I should pay respect to the young prince first. I'm sorry, could you please pass this cup of tea to me. Give it to the young master." The veins on the back of Zhou Changmei's hand were clearly visible. He knew very well that if he applied more force, the cup would definitely break. But if I can't hold this teacup, I can't take back this noodle. "I'll just do it myself." Mu Xianjun saw Zhou Changmei's embarrassment, smiled and stretched out his hand: "My uncle knows me best and knows that I don't like hot tea. I always like warm tea. , so he wanted to put it away before handing it to me. However, the tea was given by the Duke of Zhenguo today, how could I not drink it?" Zhou Changmei blushed and let go of his hand, and immediately put it behind his back. Mu Xianjun stretched out his hand and was about to touch the tea cup when Fang Jie suddenly smiled: "If you're not thirsty, just put it away first." He picked up the second cup and placed it in front of Zhou Changmei: " Come on, let me offer you a toast. We met for the first time today, and we are friends regardless of status, so I want to offer you a toast as well." Seeing him pouring tea again, Zhou Changmei's expression immediately changed, and he subconsciously extended his hand. He hesitated and said, "My father-in-law has a noble status, but ordinary people cannot afford it." At this time, Mu Xianjun's expression suddenly changed! Only then did he see Zhou Changmei¡¯s palms were red,Especially, the skin on the fingertips of the five fingers was gone and covered with blood. The palms of my hands were burnt black and smelled like burnt meat. His hand that had already stretched out to pick up the tea cup suddenly paused in mid-air in embarrassment. "Don't drink?" Fang Jie shook his head: "That's a pity for this good cup of tea." "Excuse me, young master, please tell Ning Guogong when you go back. I will definitely come to visit you when I finish my housework. I still have some things to deal with today, so I won't He extended his hand, and Shen Qingshan, who was sitting behind him, slowly stood up and put his hand on Fang Jie's. The two of them turned around and left. To the passers-by, the man was wearing a black shirt. Chic and graceful, the woman was as beautiful as a fairy. They were a perfect match. But in Mu Xianjun's eyes, the backs of those two people were so dazzling. "I'm sorry" Zhou Changmei was too ashamed to look up. Looking at his almost useless hand, his eyes were panicked: "I didn't expect that this person's cultivation level was so strong. He used his inner strength to fuse the cup with the stone table, as if they were fired together. If you pick up the cup, it will only I'm afraid that even the stone table will break into pieces. "Mu Xianjun's expression kept changing, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "Let's go! " He snorted coldly, turned around and walked out. After walking a few steps, he found that Zhou Changmei had not followed him. He turned around and saw a look of pain on Zhou Changmei's face. "Let's go we can't walk" Zhou Changmei groaned in pain. Mu Xianjun's face changed drastically. He was surprised to find that Zhou Changmei's boots had been burned out at some point, and his feet were so burned that they seemed to be sunk into the ground. Pulling out the foot, Mu Xianjun understood instantly that Fang Jie must have used his inner strength to melt the ground under Zhou Changmei's feet, but Zhou Changmei endured it in order not to lose face. ! He didn¡¯t know how high the temperature would be to melt the green bricks, but he knew that Fang Jie¡¯s move must be very mysterious to melt the green bricks very quickly, so Zhou Changmei¡¯s boots were all burned, and before his feet were destroyed, Fang Jie quickly cooled down the green bricks, and the speed of the change in energy was shocking! "Young Masterare youok?" " Zhou Changmei pointed at Mu Xianjun and asked. " Mu Xianjun was surprised for a moment, thinking that you were already injured like this, and you actually asked me if I was okay? One hand was almost crippled, and two feet were almost crippled. If someone Yes, Zhou Changmei had already died once! But he suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked down subconsciously. At this glance, he almost lost his mind. There was a very small hole in the clothes around his heart, which was like a grain of rice. Xianjun looked through it quickly and saw that his coat and underwear were both broken, but there was no scar on his heart. His face turned extremely pale for a moment, and he sat down on the ground slumpedly for a while. He looked at Fang Jiehe. In the direction that the stunning woman left, the hatred in her eyes became lighter, because there was a bit more fear in it.