Chapter 90 Accounting

"Um..." Dan Yi groaned, and the young man's body was full of blood and could not be teased, and he immediately reacted.

Chen Ziqi smiled wickedly and reached out to press, "Tsk tsk, Xiao Fengyuan, this is blue sky and sunny, why are you coming out?"

"Qiqi..." Danyi called him in a hoarse voice, pulling the person into his arms, pressing him to prevent him from moving.

"You can't stand it?" Chen Ziqi was still not honest and stretched out a hand to touch Dan Yi. If you want to blame him, he blamed Dan Yi for being so beautiful. As long as he got closer, he couldn't help but want to kiss and touch him.

Letting the white little hand reach into his clothes, Dan Yi's eyes became darker and darker, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The rainy eaves on all sides of the water pavilion instantly hung down the pavilion, surrounding the entire water pavilion tightly, and only the figures inside could be seen vaguely.

"Huh?" Chen Ziqi looked around curiously. Before he could sigh, Dan Yi turned over and pressed under him, "Hey, it's not good to pronounce lust in the daytime, um..."

The breeze blows across the lotus pond, and the fragrance of lotus flows into the green gauze tent, bringing a bit of coolness to the increasingly hot waterside pavilion.

Chen Ziqi gasped, hugging Danyi and chewing her shoulders on her clothes. Although it was not good, he still liked this kind of thing very much.

Dan Yi's nice voice would become a little hoarse and extremely tempting at this time. But listening to Dan Yi's panting, Chen Ziqi couldn't control it, "My mother is afraid that I will ejaculate Yuanyang early. If I am with you, I will be squeezed out sooner or later."

"If you don't practice the Jiyang Sect's martial arts, what are you afraid of..." Dan Yi's forehead felt a layer of sweat. He looked at the person under him with a confused look and looked up to ask for a kiss. He felt that such a degree of intimacy still could not satisfy him. He felt that his heart was so itchy that he could only kiss him hard to relieve the fire in his heart.

Elder Mu said that Qiqi is still too young now, and doing the same thing as paintings in the book too early is not good for his health. Dan Yi hugged the person who fell asleep in her arms, sighed slowly, rubbing gently in his ear, "Qiqi, grow up quickly."

"I've grown up long ago." Chen Ziqi muttered, buried her face in Danyi's chest, and reached out to cover his mouth to prevent him from speaking. After Hu Tian and Hu Di, his body was a little tired and needed to sleep for a while, but Danyi was buzzing in his ears, making him very upset.

Danyi pursed her lips and smiled, kissed her soft fingertips, and pulled over the outer shirt to cover him.

After two days of playing and not doing their jobs for a long time, they went to Wutonglin to practice again.

The second level of the Dragon Roar Magical Art, the Dead Tree and Dragon Roar, is exactly the opposite of the first level. The first level emphasizes flexibility in body movements, and moves like a dragon; the second level is not moving like a mountain, and the dead trees are in spring. To remain unchanged, respond to all changes.

The second level is the key to improving internal strength. In the past, Chen Ziqi knew that move, and his internal strength was not very high, and he never dared to face people. After learning the second level, he could pretend to be a master and stand in place and wait for people to pounce on him.

"The body is like a dead tree, the heart is like a steady water, and the dragon roars in the nine heavens at the end of the mountain." Dan Yi patiently explained the essence of the second level.

"How do you know so much?" Chen Ziqi sat cross-legged on the grass and looked up at Dan Yi. The Chen family's practice of the Dragon Song Divine Art has been lost, but Dan Yi, a person who does not practice the Dragon Song Divine Art at all, is very clear.

"The phoenix of destiny can tell everything." Dan Yi raised her chin slightly, looked at the sunlight leaking from the treetops, and spoke faintly. The sunlight shone on the extremely handsome face, beautiful and charming, like a god.

Time seemed to be still for a moment, and Chen Ziqi almost believed it, "But last time you said that it was because the Danyang magic skill and the Dragon Yin magic skill complement each other, just say your practice method in the opposite way."

Dan Yi's body stiffened slightly.

"Want to lie to me? You're a little tender." Chen Ziqi put on an old face and poked Danyi's butt.

"Practice your skills quickly." Dan Yi sat down next to him, as if nothing had happened just now, and pulled him to start practicing.

Seeing that his ears were red, Chen Ziqi held back his laughter and endured his stomach aches.

There is no time in the mountains, and once you start practicing, time passes quickly. Especially when practicing with your sweetheart, the boring internal force and move practices become interesting.

When meditating and practicing internal strength, the two of them will be back to their backs. When they are tired, they can put their heads on each other's shoulders to practice. When they practice the moves, the two of them will be the opposite, complement each other and restrain each other, and they will be very refreshing when practicing.

As for weapons, both techniques are mainly used to improve internal strength and supplementary weapons. When practicing to the top, you can hurt people by flying flowers and picking leaves. You don’t have to be obsessed with learning a certain type. However, when you haven’t practiced to the top, you still need to learn weapons. Originally, Chen Ziqi wanted to practice daggers, but was pulled by Dan Yi, and learned some swords, spears, swords and halberds. In this way, when you encounter danger in the future, you can use anything at hand as a weapon.

There are too many things to learn. Chen Ziqi is so tired every day that he finishes practicing, and needs Danyi to carry him back to the bedroom.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Wu Bujian returned to Guiyun Palace with Jian Yang's account book, and passed on Luo Yunsheng's explanation to Chen Ziqi.

The large weapon shop on the East Street was opened by Chen Ziqi himself, and the weapons made by the weapon factory were sold. Currently, there are only two types of goods: long swords and short swords. However, the business is not bad. In order to take care of the business of sworn brothers, Changjianmen and Short swordsmen bought a lot of ordinary swords to go back and practice for their disciples.

"Will there be any loss when they use this sword on weekdays?" Chen Ziqi was a little curious when he heard that it was used for practice. He always thought that all the swordsmen had only one sword that they used to.

"Beginners often break swords. Those who have learned it like Li Yuhan will not change the sword easily." Dan Yi, who was also looking at Guiyun Palace's account, explained lightly.

"That's it..." Chen Ziqi touched his chin. The craftsmen who made swords in his hands were not particularly famous sword-making masters. The swords he made were just good, but if he could buy them in large quantities, it would still be very profitable. Since the Long Sword Sect and the Short Sword Sect can buy so much at once, then the Lushan Sect will surely be able to buy more.

He made up his mind to go to Lushan in a few days, and Chen Ziqi continued to look down.

This month, only eight shops were rented out, a tavern and a small restaurant, and the rest were still being decorated. Only half of the rent was charged in the first three months, and these merchants were also very cautious and paid for only one month.

Originally, the rent for a shop was four taels per month, which was only half of the rent. The eight shops were only a pitiful sixteen taels per month.

Although it was only sixteen taels, it was finally money back. Chen Ziqi grinned and ran to Danyi to show off, "Look, I've made money!"

Dan Yi glanced at the account book, and with the swords sold in a few scattered manner, the total amount was less than thirty taels of silver. The swords bought by the Long Sword Sect and the Short Sword Sect were still on credit, and they didn't pay. He raised his hand, rubbed Chen Ziqi's head, and racked his brains to say something praise.

Wu Buxian downed his head and did not dare to look around, so he said another thing.

The three disciples of the Jindao Sect didn't wait until Chen Ziqi returned, and they persuaded him to meet Luo Yunsheng. He heard that the chicken farm of the Jindao Sect was slaughtered overnight, Luo Xian

The student expressed deep sympathy and condolences. "The world is so chaotic, it's really hard to raise a chicken."

After saying this, the following text was gone. The senior brother was stuck in his throat with half of his words. He felt very uncomfortable. He held it in for a while and said, "Don't the prince know about this?"

"Why did the young hero say this? Jianyang is thousands of miles away from the Golden Knife Gate. How can my prince know such trivial matters?" Luo Yunsheng was a little unhappy. "If you come to make friends with the prince, the time is bad. Please come again another day; if you come to sell chicken seedlings, Luo can make the decision and buy some first. After all, my prince's chicken farm has also been killed, and you will have to buy another seedlings in the spring of next year."

All the chickens were killed, and there were no chicken seedlings to sell! The three disciples of the Golden Knife Sect looked angry, "The wise man doesn't say secret words. Everyone wants to make some money by raising chickens. No one has a good life after killing them. The prince wants whatever conditions he wants, he can raise them."

"What the young hero said needs to decide, but it is not clear when the prince will come back," Luo Yunsheng stroked his beard, "As for making money... are the young heroes interested? Rent a shop in Jianyang?"
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