Two days later, Country Y, golf.

"Bang", a golf ball roared and flew into the sky under the impact of the club, and in the blue sky and green shade, it quickly rotated toward the place where a small flag was inserted in the distance.

Looking at the place where the ball fell, Aiden raised his thin eyebrows and placed the club on the ground and smiled: "Chris, your ball skills have improved again."

Chris took the water handed over by his servant, took a sip, and sighed: "It's really an enviable guy. I heard that he has prepared a powerful Chinese magic weapon to present the banquet three days later to the Dark Society, but I have not yet fallen. Aiden, how are you?"

Aiden raised his eyebrows again when he heard this, thinking of the Chinese Chen who promised him. He didn't believe what the Chinese Chen said about flying and hiding the earth. If it weren't for the urgent task assigned by the Dark Association, he wouldn't have thought of this Chen.

Aiden is also a little worried now, afraid that China Chen would make him a joke in front of everyone.

Aiden was worried, but he didn't show his face, and shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe the gods will favor me."

Chris was about to say something else when he suddenly saw Aiden's housekeeper coming in with a box and reiterated: "Hey man, maybe your favor is here."

Aiden looked back.

Chris handed the water to the servant, and then wiped his hands with a towel: "Let's go, let's take a break first, and see what that Chinese Chen has brought to you."

Aiden also had some expectations in his heart, but did not object, and walked towards the butler together.

When Aiden's housekeeper saw someone approaching, he immediately bowed and said, "Master, I just received a package from China, which was sent by Mr. Chen in person."

Aiden looked at the package, and did not step forward. He raised his chin to the butler and signaled arrogantly: "Open it and take a look."

"yes."

Soon, the housekeeper asked someone to open the package. After untiing the package as big as a watermelon, he finally left a gift box with only a big slap.

Chris looked at the gift box and sighed, "It's so small, it's a magic weapon here? Ferrank's FUCHEN is a fairy, it's big, why are you so small in Aiden?"

Aiden's heart was also lingering, and he didn't say anything, so he reached out to take the gift box and opened it.

When the things in the gift box were first exposed to the sun, they were a little reflective and dazzling, which made Aiden and Chris subconsciously closed their eyes. After a while, they saw a small ornament that looked ordinary.

A small black Pixiu lies on a white jade-like gourd. The carving is simple and the charm is revealed in just a few strokes, but it is still a bit bad for Aiden Chris, who has seen many good things.

Chris said disappointedly: "This is jade? Although it looks good, it doesn't seem special. What's the use of it?"

Aiden felt angry and felt that Chen Jiaming had been perfunctory to him. He wanted to exchange for the ancient books he collected, but he had no way to do so.

However, Aiden did not express his expectations for this thing. When he heard Chris's problem, Aiden calmly threw the Pixiu gourd back into the box and said slowly: "I don't know, maybe Chen will come back later to explain to me. Chen wants the ancient books in my hand and insists on exchanging them with me. I didn't think he could send anything good, and he specially asked someone to go to China to hire another Feng Shui master, so even if this thing is useless, it doesn't matter."

Chris was funny: "Aiden, the wizards of the Dark Council want something that can understand the magic of Chinese Xuanmen. It seems that it is not appropriate for you to hire a Feng Shui master. Moreover, those wizards do not want their actions to be known by Chinese Xuanmen for the time being. If they hire someone directly, they might expose them. If I can get a Feng Shui master, how could I have such a headache?"

Aiden was alerted by Chris and wanted to throw the box to the housekeeper, "You are right. It seems that I can only try this little thing first, maybe it will be the eyes of the wizards. This time is too fast. If I have more opportunities to collect magic weapons, I will definitely find a good one, and now I can only make it."

Chris nodded deeply. If it weren't for the time being too fast, he wouldn't have had such a headache. As he said that, he glanced at the gadget thrown back into the box by Aiden. Suddenly, he seemed to feel that the Pixiu's eyes looked at him and was stunned.

Chris suddenly stopped Aiden who wanted to leave: "Aiden... Since you don't like this thing, why not give it to me?"

Aiden turned around and looked at Chris suspiciously: "I will be gone if I give it to you. I can't find a suitable replacement yet. And Chen asked me to exchange it for ancient books, but you don't have that kind of Chinese ancient books."

Chris encouraged her with a look of brothers, "But I have the angel image of Raphael, don't you like it? Let's exchange it, how about it? You give me the ancient books and this thing, as if I exchanged with Chinese Chen, and then I will lose money."

Aiden was surprised: "You are willing to exchange for the angel statue? I once asked you how many times you have to be precious..."

Aiden hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the ordinary Pixiu in the box, and was very moved by Chris' proposal.

In the end, Aiden agreed to exchange with Chris. Aiden got the angel image that he had long wanted, and a smile appeared on his always proud face.

Chris held the Pixiu gourd that he had just succeeded and decided to contact Chen.

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In the past two days, Fang Shanshui has made another splash at H-Generation. Because of his low-key and low-key fans, who were about to forget him, once again expressed his admiration for him on various forums. The origin of Fang Shanshui has attracted a confusing discussion.

While receiving the notice of the make-up exam, Fang Shanshui was also greeted by the school leaders, saying that if his health was different, he could be exempted from the make-up exam.

Fang Shanshui did not need privileges. After studying hard at home for two days, he went to school for a make-up exam. With the strength of his current spiritual consciousness and memory subjects, as long as he reads the book for two days, there will generally be no big mistakes.

But Fang Shanshui didn't expect that during the make-up exam, many people came to watch him, and even reporters who had never been able to find others were also moved.

Fang Shanshui was speechless. After finishing the exam in a hurry, he used a trick and quietly slipped away from the school.

However, as soon as he left the school gate, Fang Shanshui received a call from Chen Jiaming, and the ancient books he asked for had been delivered.

Fang Shanshui rushed home immediately.

...

Chen Jiaming came to the door with his bodyguard and brought the ancient books he had just delivered to Fang Shanshui. When the car was parked in front of Qingyue Temple, Chen Jiaming felt a sense of dazedness, as if when he came to Xiangcheng last time, Fang Shanshui was still the little apprentice behind Master Fang Yuanqing. It has only been so long since he has become the master who is the only one.

Chen Jiaming sighed and got off the car.

Qing Yueguan's door opened, and a silent man in black wearing glasses led the two into the house.

Chen Jiaming's bodyguard was staring at the big man who led the way on the way, and always felt that something was wrong with that big man.

Chen Jiaming looked back at his bodyguard: "Xiao Li, what are you looking at?"

Bodyguard Xiao Li whispered: "Boss, I can't feel this person's breathing or heartbeat..."

Chen Jiaming was suffocated and looked forward. The man in black who led the way turned around and smiled at the two of them. His smile seemed to be made of paper, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be cracked.

This scene was extremely terrifying, as if it had turned into a horror movie in an instant. Chen Jiaming and bodyguard Xiao Li were both shocked. Xiao Li even subconsciously wanted to attack, but was stopped by Chen Jiaming.

Chen Jiaming signaled Xiao Li not to be impulsive and reluctantly calmed down: "I am Master Fang's guest, and he will not do anything to us."

This is what the bodyguard said, and it is also what the man leading the way.

Hearing this, the man in black really withdrew his smile, turned around expressionlessly, and continued to lead the way in front of him with a little boring interest.

Chen Jiaming and the others followed the man in black into the living room stiffly, sitting and standing still. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they saw Fang Shanshui coming back.

Fang Shanshui saw the two men in cold sweat and said strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Jiaming did not dare to complain and said quickly: "It's nothing. Master Shanshui, this exchange was a bit unexpected, but fortunately there was no problem with the ancient books and they have been sent in full. You can check it out."

Fang Shanshui took the box and opened it. He flipped it around casually. It seemed like what Chen Jiaming sent last time was from a place. This time there were two comparison books. Last time it was about alchemy, but this time it seemed to be related to the immortal story book, and it told some immortal stories.

Fang Shanshui collected the two newly sent ancient books and said solemnly to Chen Jiaming: "Thank you, these two books are very useful to me. Mr. Chen helped me a lot. If you need my help in the future, please don't be polite."

Seeing Fang Shanshui liked him, Chen Jiaming was extremely happy. He was waiting for Fang Shanshui's words. Originally, there was something wrong with his resort villa these days, and he wanted to find Fang Shanshui. Aiden happened to send a golden pillow when he was sleeping.

Fang Shanshui: "By the way, what was the accident you just mentioned?"

Chen Jiaming returned to his spirit and said, "It's right. Aiden, who has ancient books, doesn't know the goods. He originally wanted to regret it. Fortunately, a friend from him recognized the goods. He exchanged magic weapons and ancient books from Aiden, and contacted me as soon as possible and sent the ancient books over. The man was named Chris, who was the heir to the Black Roland family of Country Y."

Speaking of Aiden, Chen Jiaming frowned a little, but when it comes to Chris, Chen Jiaming's expression soothed again.

Fang Shanshui didn't care much about this, anyway, he just got the things. As for whom he exchanged them, he didn't care much about it.

Seeing this, Chen Jiaming hurriedly told his request.

Chen Jiaming recently opened a mainland market and spent a lot of money to buy a piece of land in a place in Beijing. He wanted to build a high-end club, but during construction, various tools were inexplicably fired. The workers were in a bad mood and yawned and wanted to sleep as soon as they started working, which made his project unable to continue.

Chen Jiaming thought it was a Feng Shui problem, so he invited a familiar master to visit the ground. However, the master shook his head and said that it could not be solved. Chen Jiaming had to come to Fang Shanshui again.

Fang Shanshui heard this and nodded: "Tell me the address and I will go over and take a look in the past two days."

After receiving Fang Shanshui's promise, Chen Jiaming left with satisfaction.

Fang Shanshui took the ancient books back to his room, took out the "Corpse Refining Ceremony" and previous ancient books and the notes he summarized, and prepared to study them all night to see if he could interpret the last page of the "Corpse Refining Ceremony".

Fang Shanshui didn't move since she sat down. The figure master sat cross-legged on his shoulder, held his chin and read the book with him for a while, then jumped to Fang Shanshui's arm, kicked away the two arms that were following Fang Shanshui's dinner party, and sat in Fang Shanshui's arm bend, crossed his legs as paperweight to help Fang Shanshui press the pages.

Fang Shanshui touched the figure master and continued to compare without looking back.

An hour passed, and Fang Shanshui's brows gradually frowned, and he slowly understood the few more difficult words on the last page.

"Sympathy...soul mate...communication...practice, dual cultivation?" Fang Shanshui was a little confused when he interpreted the word dual cultivation with difficulty.

Fang Shanshui looked at his master. The figure master, who could not understand it, was still enjoying it. When he saw him looking over, he immediately covered his eyes with reservations, as if these were all, and it looked so eye-catching. Then a gap broke between his little fingers and continued to study through the crack.

Fang Shanshui:...

Fang Shanshui scratched his face and looked at his master, asking, "Master, do you think this is what I think?"

The figure master immediately stopped covering his face, revealing a little red snow-white cheeks.

Following Fang Shanshui to interpret the last page of the "Corpse Refining Ceremony", the figure master seemed to know that Fang Shanshui's last statement was to deceive him, and he didn't tell the truth completely. He wanted to teach his apprentice a lesson, but as he looked at it, he blushed, teaching his apprentice a lesson... or something... it seemed very impure?

Cough cough. When he heard Fang Shanshui ask, the figure master immediately put on a serious look and had a serious face. Fang Shanshui nodded, and his pointed little fingernails pointed at the column that Fang Shanshui didn't pay attention to just now, asking Fang Shanshui to look at it.

Fang Shanshui looked at it and found that the column of words pointed to by the figure master seemed to be an annotation. There were not many rare words. After a little comparison of the fairy tale book I just got, Fang Shanshui quickly understood the meaning of this annotation.

[As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female.

The road to the great road, don’t care about the male and female. The mistake has been cast, you can refine the corpse yourself and bear it yourself.]

Fang Shanshui:...

Fang Shanshui:...

Fang Shanshui repeatedly confirmed that he had not translated it wrongly, and held the book in his hand, speechless.

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Sweat, it's useless, I'm sorry, I didn't write 6,000_(:з」∠)_

Thank you to the angels for their nutritional solution, for your heart!

Thank you to the wives for the mines and grenades, for your heart!

Thank you, Miss Long Lesheng threw 1 grenade=3=

Thank you, A Shi, I am a big little cotton jacket, I am charming and self-creating, 19921122, 20668103, Dongyu, ╮(╯▽╰)╭ threw 1 landmine = 3=
Chapter completed!