Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

The third floor of the restaurant.

The pavilion in the center is a small reception area where important people from the cultivation world sit.

There are six people inside at the moment.

Yan Shian pushed the door open and walked in, unexpectedly discovering a person standing next to Yang Cheng. The girl had skin as white as jade and her eyes were sparkling.

Every frown and smile makes people unable to take their eyes away.

She is a beautiful woman.

Bai Yueyao.

She was originally his intended disciple, but was snatched away by that old bitch Yang Cheng. Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his lips.

He sat down opposite Yang Cheng and casually placed the box in his hand on the table.

Someone noticed the box and was about to take it over: "Sect Master Yan, you came just for the sake of being here, why did you bring a gift?"

Yan Shian reached out and pressed the box: "This is not for you."

"Who is that for?" he wondered.

He leaned back and glanced at Yang Cheng meaningfully: "At the door, I met a disciple from a certain sect selling things."

"What?" Everyone was attracted by his words.

Whatever he likes.

The stalls outside were selling either talismans or pills, or at worst some books on swordsmanship. As the sect leader, he had seen it all.

Baili Xun, the leader of the Wutan Sect, put his legs on the table.

"Shouldn't we be curious about which sect's disciple he is?"

"Pfft." Another man who had not spoken for a long time chuckled and said, "Is Sect Master Baili worried about his disciple?"

His apprentice is a frequent visitor here.

His restaurant is almost in trouble because of all the trouble he makes here every day.

That’s right, he is the owner of this restaurant.

Xiao Yiran.

He has a handsome face and a slender figure. He looks elegant in a white robe. He always has a folding fan in his hand, and looks refined and gentle.

There is an air of bookishness that is hard to conceal.

"That won't happen." Baili Xun waved his hand. All his disciples were obedient and honest, except Song Shaoqian who had already given up.

That guy doesn't have anything good to sell except tinkering with his aphrodisiac.

unless……

"Could it be that Shao Qian's excellent aphrodisiac has caught the interest of our Sect Master Yan?" At this time, another man smiled wickedly.

The man said what Baili Xun wanted to say.

He is a guest official of Xuanming Sect, similar to the level of elder.

Ye Xuanji.

"Do I need that kind of thing?" Yan Shian laughed coldly, as if he was sneering at his words.

Ye Xuanji looked at him with complicated eyes, covered his mouth and smiled: "How could we possibly know about this kind of private hidden disease."

Private hidden illnesses will never be talked about openly.

What's more, he is the leader of a sect and he also needs to maintain his reputation.

Yan Shian was emotionally stable and was not affected by him. He showed off his skills: "It's not any medicine, but it has something to do with Shaoqian."

It is indeed related to Song Shaoqian.

The relationship between the two seems to be improper, they should be accomplices.

"Hmm?" Baili Xun put his legs down and sat up straight: "Is it related to him? Tell me, I'll go and kill him."

The boy went down the mountain before him.

What trouble did he cause outside again? He was almost embarrassed.

Before he could kill anyone, Xiao Yiran advised, "Master Baili, you can't kill anyone here. It will scare my guests."

"That's right." Baili Xun calmed down.

Waiting for Yan Shian's next words.

Yan Shian rested one hand on the table and tapped the box with the other hand, tilting his head to look at him: "Do you know what's inside?"

They'll never guess what's here.

It turned out to be someone's pants.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Baili Xun frowned.

If they knew, they wouldn't ask him.

"Master Yang? Do you know?" Yan Shi'an ignored him. His target had always been the silent Yang Cheng.

Eat melon and eat it yourself.

Yang Cheng looked unhappy: "Why should I know what it is?"

He must have taken the wrong medicine today.

The two of them have been at odds for so many years, why are you asking about him today?

"You don't know, then I will tell you." Yan Shian pushed the box over and smiled jokingly: "It's your pants."

"I spent 500 spirit stones to buy it from your disciple."

"Puff." Ye Xuanji spat out a mouthful of tea. Seeing that Yang Cheng's face was gloomy and he had no intention of opening the box, he did it for him.

The moment you open the box.

He burst out laughing again: "Who would come up with a way to make money by selling pants?"

If you want to sell something, you have to sell something that has never been worn.

What's the principle behind selling used items? It's a bit perverted.

This was an opportunity that only comes once every few years, so Master Yan could not miss the opportunity to sneer and mock: "Five hundred spirit stones for one, doesn't this sect master know that Sect Master Yang's pants are more valuable than his face?"

"Who did you buy it from?" Yang Cheng clenched his fingers, and you could vaguely see the blue veins bulging, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

He was not furious at Yan Shian's words.

Instead, he was furious with the man who sold him the pants.

Don't let him know who it is. If he doesn't skin that person alive, he will have been the sect leader for nothing. He feels angry and embarrassed.

Banquet Master An suggested gloatingly: "If you go out now, the person may not have left yet, and you can capture him on the spot."

Finally he managed to get back a game.

If this kind of thing happens more often, he won't be thinking about making trouble every day.

Yang Chengzhen stormed out angrily.

"No." Baili Xun realized something was wrong at this time. He looked at Yan Shi'an, who had a smile on his face, and asked his doubts.

"Didn't you say that it had something to do with Shao Qian?"

From this perspective, it is clearly an internal problem of Yang Chengzong's sect.

It has nothing to do with that guy.

"We are in the same group." Yan Shian glanced at him.

Baili Xun was silent for a moment. He immediately thought of the girl who came to pick him up before the boy came down the mountain. He curled his lips and said, "So it's that person."

I can't tell.

She is actually from Yang Chengzong's sect, and is also a troublesome person.

Now it was Yan Shian's turn to be surprised: "Master Baili knows him?"

"How is it, man or woman, are they funny? uh, are they good-looking?" Ye Xuanji also came to join in the fun.

His mouth almost exposed him.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Baili Xun's mouth twitched slightly: "It seems that the master is not very worry-free. She came to pick up the boy down the mountain."

Add another sentence.

“But the way of appearing was very special.”

"What kind of appearance?" Ye Xuanji pretended to listen attentively: "Will he appear on the stage facing the ground like Shao Qian?"

No one was as explosive as the one from his sect.

Directly face the ground.

"That's not the case." He didn't know what adjective to use to sum it up, so he could only use eight words: "Once I put on my shorts, I'm the most excited in the whole audience."

He didn't know what that thing was on her eyes.

Can only be described as pants.

"Pfft." Ye Xuanji would die of laughter here sooner or later.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up, and barely held on to the chair: "You mean, wearing pants on the head, there are such people in Qingyun Sect?"

"It's not uncommon for men to wear shorts." Xiao Yiran didn't care.

"But I'm a woman."

“……”Too careless.