Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng and a group of people returned to the Rulin Inn again. It was as deserted as usual.

Ye Feng thought many times that he had been living in the Rulin Inn for almost a month and had not seen any guests.

Princess Changning opened such a large inn in a prime location in the capital. The annual maintenance, the planting of various plants and flowers in the inn, and the salaries of the innkeeper and waiters are all huge expenses. It is impossible. How does Princess Changning make money?

Is it just relying on a big fat pig like myself?

But that’s not right either.

During that period of time, Ye Feng did prepay three thousand taels of silver, including accommodation and meal expenses.

But later Princess Changning waived all food and accommodation expenses for herself and others.

I shouldn't be a fat pig to be slaughtered by Princess Changning.

Of course, Ye Feng only thought about it occasionally and didn't really care about it.

After all, this is not his own property. If there is any loss, it will be Princess Changning's money, not his own money.

Returned to the plum garden again.

Because there were so many people, for safety reasons, Qin Chuchu moved from the Plum Garden to the Bamboo Garden next door and lived in the Bamboo Garden with An Nian.

Ye Feng and others continued to live in the plum garden.

Everyone hadn't slept for three days and had experienced the fight the night before. It would be a lie to say they weren't tired.

After arriving at the inn, Yun Shuang'er and several other girls immediately asked the innkeepers to prepare bath water.

All that was delivered were buckets of cold water, which was no big deal for the monks.

A little magic can make the cold water in the bathtub hot.

Ye Feng was not like those girls. The first thing he did after returning here was to take a bath.

Yesterday in the Sage Building, Zhang Qingyun helped him recover his depleted mental strength. Although he hadn't slept for three days, he was still in good spirits.

Ye Feng sat at the desk and wrote furiously.

The little green-haired Sanzhier squatted beside Ye Feng like a squirrel, holding a piece of osmanthus cake in his two little front paws and chewing it.

As Sanzhier kept smacking his lips, crumbs of the osmanthus cake fell everywhere.

Ye Feng said angrily, "Sanzhi'er, I'm writing. Can you please stay away from me while you eat? Look for yourself, there are crumbs everywhere on the table. It really affects my performance... My handwriting is originally very beautiful, but it's because of your interference that it looks a bit ugly!"

Ye Feng shamelessly attributed his ugly handwriting to Sanzhier's interference, and absolutely refused to admit that his handwriting was ugly and crooked.

"Squeak..."

Sanzhier sneered and showed a look of contempt, then turned his butt towards Ye Feng and continued to look at his beloved osmanthus cake.

Ye Feng said: "I'm telling the truth, why are you still facing me with your butt? How rude!"

Ye Feng felt that he was even more tired now than when he was a slave in the company in his previous life.

At this moment, he was writing furiously for the girls he had rescued from Cave No. 1.

He has always been worried about the safety of those girls. Now that Brother Luan has gone, Ye Feng feels relieved.

After returning to the inn, the other girls were taking a bath, only Ye Feng was still busy working.

He wrote a personal letter to those girls to prevent them from treating Brother Luan as an enemy.

Then he took out a topographic map of the Tianyun Mountains and, relying on his memory, accurately circled the specific location of the cave where the girls were living in seclusion.

Finally, Ye Feng took out a spiritual sound mirror from the black silk bracelet.

Last time they left in a hurry, and none of the girls had become real cultivators yet, so Ye Feng did not leave the Lingyin Mirror behind, which made it impossible for Ye Feng to contact the girls.

This time he planned to give Brother Luan a spiritual sound mirror so that he could know the conditions of those girls at the first time.

After making sure that nothing was missing, Ye Feng wrapped the letters, maps, and the Lingyin mirror in oil paper, planning to go to his adoptive father after dark.

"And one more thing……"

Ye Feng suddenly thought of the agreement he had made with Eunuch Luan.

Eunuch Luan helped him exchange the imperial seal, and Ye Feng would give him eight drops of Chaos Divine Water.

There were so many things going on these days that Ye Feng even forgot to ask Zhang Qingyun or the ancestors for a few drops of magic water.

This made Ye Feng a little uneasy. He had promised Eunuch Luan, so he naturally couldn't go back on his word.

He had already added Zhang Qingyun's Lingyin Mirror and was thinking about contacting Zhang Qingyun to ask for a few drops of holy water.

He felt that as the chosen one, it should not be a problem to get a few drops of holy water from Old Man Zhang.

Just as he took out the spiritual sound mirror and prepared to make contact, the spiritual sound mirror suddenly trembled.

This means someone is contacting him.

The spiritual sound mirror is no match for a mobile phone. A mobile phone has caller ID, but the spiritual sound mirror does not. When a call is made, the spiritual sound mirror will vibrate slightly. Only after the call is connected will you know who is contacting you.

This made Ye Feng very depressed.

The aristocratic families of cultivators have already invented devices that can charge mobile phones. Why can't those weapon-refining masters add a caller ID when refining the Lingyin Mirror? This is too inconvenient.

Ye Feng connected the Lingyin Mirror, and the mist inside the mirror surged, revealing the head of Ling Yunzhi, the shameless guy.

Ling Yunzhi laughed and said, "Old Ye, it's so good to see you. I thought you were eaten alive by those old guys in the Star Observatory last night."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Young Pavilion Master, can't you wish me well during the New Year? What do you want from me? You're not just trying to see if I've been eaten alive, are you?"

"Of course not, well, not just... Old Ye, where are you now?"

"I've returned to the Rulin Inn."

"Oh, I'm also in the inner city, not far from the Rulin Inn. Lunch time is almost here. Do you want to have a drink together?"

"Forget it. I'm very busy right now and have a lot of things to deal with. Let's do it another day."

"No, I have something to talk to you about, serious business..."

In order to avoid Ye Feng's refusal, Ling Yunzhi added that he had something important to say.

Ye Feng said: "What business do you have with me... Since you are not far from here, then come over."

"Okay! Wait for me, my junior sister and I will be there soon!"

Ye Feng closed the Lingyin Mirror and shook his head with a wry smile.

He actually wants to be someone like Ling Yunzhi.

As the eldest son of a private listed company, he just eats, drinks and has fun every day and doesn't need to worry about anything.

Unlike me, I was born to be a hard-working person. I worked as a beast of burden on Earth in my previous life. I thought I could enjoy life in this world, but I ended up working as a beast of burden again.

Ye Feng was destined not to become Ling Yunzhi, because Ye Feng came from a sect, to put it bluntly, he was just a regular staff member.

He has no control over many things.

What's more, he is too kind-hearted.

He could completely ignore the girls in Cave No. 1, and he could also ignore the dragon vein.

But he just can't let go of this matter, so he lives a very tiring life.