Under one person: I will add money to become a layman, working from 9 to 5

"This is a mission-specific contact phone. The signal is super strong... and this card is for mission expenses." Xu San handed over a modified smartphone.

"All six temporary workers have joined the group chat, you can communicate in it."

Zhang Chulan took the phone and glanced at the group chat. Except for the temporary workers in East China, all the other regions used emoticons as their avatars. Only those in East China used their own photos as their avatars.

Zhang Chulan clicked on the avatar of the East China temporary worker to enlarge the picture. Looking at the middle-aged man wearing glasses on the phone, Zhang Chulan felt a bit fierce and did not look like a good person.

Huadong: Is there anyone?

Huadong: Haven’t you all received the mission yet?

Seeing the East China temporary worker talking alone in the group and no one paying attention, Zhang Chulan thought for a while and said hello to him.

North China: Hello, eldest brother from East China, what do you call me?

Huadong: I finally saw someone! Hello, I am from North China. My surname is Xiao. I am thirty-nine years old and a bit cruel...

The temporary worker named Xiao from East China first introduced himself, and then silently sent a meeting red envelope to Zhang Chulan.

As soon as Zhang Chulan was about to receive it, she found that the red envelope had already been collected.

Grass.

is a plant.

Zhang Chulan looked at the words "I'm slow, the red envelopes have been distributed" on the phone, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

The co-authors are all diving!

All the red envelopes exploded!

...

While Zhang Chulan was interacting in a group chat with temporary workers from other districts, on the other side of Biyou Village, Zhou Fengliu, who had just finished talking to Zhang Chulan on the phone, seemed to have guessed that Zhang Chulan and those from other districts The temporary workers have to rush to Biyou Village.

"Listen to the tone...is it Lao Zhang?"

Zhuge Qing, who never liked to listen to gossip, seemed to have used the method of listening to the wind, and heard that the voice he just talked to Zhou Fengliu sounded a bit like Zhang Chulan.

"Ang, it's him...asking me if I'm in Jinmen."

Zhou Fengliu put his phone on the small table and ate two more bites of noodles. After finishing all the noodles in the bowl, he burped with satisfaction.

Putting the bowl of noodles back into the kitchen, Zhou Fengliu glanced at Fu Rong who was still preparing dinner.

"Rongzi... I put the money on the table for you, let's go first."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu call her Rongzi again, Fu Rong almost threw the sharp knife in Zhou Fengliu's face.

"Let's go, let's go..."

"Okay." Zhou Fengliu was about to leave, but then he came back and asked, "When will I deliver dinner to Chen Duo tonight?"

"..."

Listening to Zhou Fengliu's inquiry, Fu Rong replied impatiently: "Chen Duo has left the village... No need to send him off."

Left the village?

when?

Zhou Fengliu thought for a moment after hearing the sound. He had delivered food to Chen Duo last night, but he was sent out by Ma Xianhong before the 20th hour?

Seeing him shaking his head and saying "I know", he walked out of the kitchen.

...

As evening approached, Zhuge Qing and Wang also wandered around the village for a while. Before long, they were invited by Ma Xianhong to the house of the new cultivation stove at the end of the village.

Ma Xianhong finally repaired his self-cultivation furnace. As soon as it was repaired, he couldn't wait to recruit Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye to join him.

When Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye first heard Ma Xianhong say that the furnace behind him was a vehicle for refining people, they were both a little confused.

Then they saw with their own eyes that the Self-cultivation Furnace transformed ordinary people into strangers. They were completely stunned and exclaimed that it was magical.

"Daozhang Wang, brother Zhuge... stay and help me..."

Ma Xianhong invited his favorite partners again and again to board his sinking pirate ship.

"this..."

Zhuge Qing and Wang also looked at each other, but neither said anything.

...

After a moment.

Ma Xianhong asked Fu Rong to prepare a table of dishes alone to eat and chat. In the two days while repairing the stove, he had not had a good meal.

"Brother Zhou...Brother Zhuge, Taoist Master Wang, please sit down..."

Ma Xianhong invited Zhou Fengliu and the other two people over, and there was also a stranger named Guo Liang sitting beside them.

"Old Ma...you are so partial."

Zhou Fengliu glanced at the food on the table and even the liquor. He glanced at Ma Xianhong silently.

"Why wasn't there this level of hospitality when I came?"

Ma Xianhong raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He thought for two seconds and then realized why he didn't entertain Zhou Fengliu at that time.

Then why not start repairing the furnace that night? There is no time to entertain Zhou Fengliu.

Lao Ma felt a little heartbroken when he thought of his self-cultivation stove being blown up by Zhou Fengliu.

Such a big stove.

If you say it will explode, it will explode.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let Zhou Fengliu go up and try.

"Brother Zhou won't be able to make up for this."

Ma Xianhong told Zhou Fengliu and others not to be polite and to eat and drink as they should.

However, it seemed that apart from Zhou Fengliu, Zhuge Qing and Wang were still immersed in Ma Xianhong's amazing self-cultivation stove and did not take a single bite.

"Brother Zhuge... Taoist Wang, you have also seen, the self-cultivation furnace... and these flowers, these are all the creations of the divine machine..."

Ma Xianhong looked at Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, and then focused on Zhou Fegliu.

"As long as you are willing to stay and help me run the furnace, when the Perfect Sculpting Furnace is completed, you will not only have the right to use it, but I will also hand over the Divine Machine to you."

When he heard the words Shenji Bailianxi, Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows and was a little shocked.

"Master Ma, you are really generous...that is one of the eight magical skills."

"What's wrong with the Eight Magic Skills?" Ma Xianhong paused for a moment and then added: "If the Eight Magic Skills can get the help of three people...then I can really say that I have made a huge profit."

Ma Xianhong is not stupid.

He has a miraculous skill and is able to exchange for Tongtianlu and the successor of Fenghou Qimen to help him...

No matter how you look at it, this is a good deal.

According to Lao Ma’s current thoughts.

As long as one of the two warlocks, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, stays to help him hold the furnace, the vacancy of the warlocks in Biyou Village can be filled.

As for Zhou Fegliu, he also had to fight for it. Biyou Village originally had a Talisman Master, but there was no way Zhao Guizhen asked Zhou Fegliu to do it last night. Then the vacancy of this Talisman Master would naturally be filled by Zhou Fengling, the successor of Tongtianlu. Merry to fill the best.

"Brother Zhou...what I said is also valid for you."

Ma Xianhong saw that Zhou Fengliu was focused on eating food and looked like an outsider, so he reminded him.

Before Zhou Fengliu could say anything, Wang Ye who was standing aside suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Happy."

"The leader is a very particular person. He has used all these skills to show his sincerity... In this way, we will consider it tonight and give you an answer tomorrow."

Wang Ye looked at Ma Xianhong and spoke.

"No problem...I'll wait for the good news from the three of you tomorrow." Ma Xianhong let Wang Ye get up and leave with Zhuge Qing.

"Old Zhou... aren't you leaving?" Wang Ye asked when Zhou Fengliu didn't follow.