I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 107

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Painting by Zhang Cheng.

Zhouyi practiced calligraphy.

Only Chen Ying scratched her cheeks and her ears was the only one who lost her usual calmness.

Apart from transcribing the Taoist scriptures, I would come next to Zhou Yi from time to time, wanting to ask but I don't know where to start.

The characters of Zhouyi have changed a lot from before, and only the shadow is left in the Zhang body, the strokes of the strokes are like sword energy.

Yinshen visualizes the picture of Wan Jian returning to the sect, and all the feelings are integrated into the handwriting through pen and ink.

Some people copy the characters of Zhouyi, can subtly sharpen the Yinshen, and those with unusual talents can also realize some sword moves.

Today, Zhou Yi is not short of money to sell calligraphy. It has become a habit to practice while practicing calligraphy.

Calligraphy makes the mind calm and pure, and when combined with visualization, you can get half the result with half the effort. Zhang Cheng's paintings also have this meaning.

The next value is approaching.

Chen Ying finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhou, what you did last night... it's a little different on weekdays."

"Oh, how am I like on weekdays?"

With a smile on Zhou Yi, another volume of Taoism was recorded, earning a hundred taels of silver.

This kind of silver does not involve cause and effect, does not involve human relations, and is the most comfortable to use, condensing the gift of Yin Shen, and Zhou Yi remembers everything.

"On weekdays, you seem humble and gentle, but it makes people feel far away."

Chen Ying thought for a while, then opened the picture of the real fairy riding a bull and said: "It seems that I don't care about anything, just like the real fairy in this painting, it makes people feel illusory."

Zhou Yi put down his pen with great interest: "What about last night?"

Chen Ying said: "The moment I lifted the table last night, it was so unreasonable. It fell from the sky to the mortal world and looked like Brother Zhang."

"Bah! Your kid is looking for a beating."

Zhang Cheng spit: "This is called Heguang Tongchen, and Shi Shujuan. Originally planned to ask for an opportunity to point Lao Zhou Fan, Luo Jing is too dazzling and not a good deed, who would have thought he understood it by himself."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I don't think so much, it's just a coincidence. Du Si is my good friend, and Wang Shilang is in trouble with me, so I just help him out."

During Du Si's visit to the tea garden in Longchuan, he sent two letters with Zhou Yi.

The letter wrote that he had a good time, Longchuan was quiet and leisurely, without Luo Jing's noisy and impetuous, and he could read and comprehend the principles of the sages at ease.

The tea garden is adjacent to the Longchuan Xuegong in the four university palaces. It has the convenience of taking care of Lingcha, and it has made many Confucian scholars and students.

I also asked Zhou Yi if he needed spiritual tea, and the palace tribute needed high-grade appearance. In fact, the inferior spiritual tea was not bad in effectiveness.

Du Si is just an ordinary family with a few thousand acres of land. You can still get in touch with reading and martial arts. Lingcha is too far away from him. Now he drinks from morning to night in Longchuan.

Zhang Cheng snorted: "Lao Zhang is getting more and more unable to see you. As he grows old, Hou Lang is about to die in Chunfeng Tower."

Chen Ying's face was tangled, she seemed to understand, but she didn't realize anything.

Is the expert talking so clouded and misty?

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, he did not have Zhang Cheng's state of mind, and he did not deliberately pursue it.

Everyone will always be on guard against the ascetic monks who have no desires and desires, and will give up their desires for the sake of practice, which makes people feel uneasy. If Zhang Cheng is the master of Chunfeng Tower, it is reassuring and willing to associate with it.

There are too many secrets in Zhou Yi, and because of the dazzling copying of the scriptures for a few years, Luo Jing does not know how many pairs of eyes are watching.

He is not afraid of any trouble, but he does not want to get into trouble.

Smashing the Qunfang Pavilion, you can do several things in one fell swoop.

There are also a lot fewer young women around Zhou Yi's house, and they haven't opened the door for almost a month.

"Don't understand... Brother Zhou is going to the Chunfeng Tower tonight?"

Chen Ying didn't need to deliberately learn. Under Zhang Cheng's leadership, she quickly degenerated into a prodigal in people's eyes.

Chen's father and Chen's mother reportedly went to the door to discuss with Chen's master, saying that a good position is free and there are expert advice, how can an uncle be so cheating on a nephew?

"Someone will visit at night, tomorrow..."

Zhou Yi's voice changed: "Go, why not go."

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Chen Liang was waiting at the door, the white soap coat had been changed to blue-gray.

Cui Fu Yin heard that Zhou Yi cared about Chen Liang's past and encouraged him to move forward. It happened that there was a vacancy in the number of officials in the Beijing government.

In one day, he was transferred from a white service to a staffed officer, and within a few days he could receive the full salary.

Chen Liang has been waiting outside the courtyard from the afternoon until the sun sets and the moon reaches the middle of the sky.

Respectfully, without impatience.

Zhou Yi left from Chunfeng Tower, Tengyun went home, saw the figure outside the door, and shook his head slightly.

When the cloud head fell, the courtyard door opened automatically.

"come in."

Chen Liang looked happy when he heard the sound, and Jiuli's stiff legs numb, and he almost fell to the ground.

Entering the yard, the first thing I saw was the lush peach trees and the burly ox lying under the trees.

"Mr. Zhou, Master Cui ordered me to send you a beast card."

There are two beast cards, palm-sized tokens, on which are inscribed the prohibition of containing breath.

One is wearing a spirit beast, and the other is on the Jingya.

Cat Jiuyi leaped down from the peach tree and said happily, "Give it to me quickly."

Chen Liang heard the cat talking, dropped a trembling beast card on the ground, and picked it up in a panic.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a cat... a demon?"

"Huh! Coward!"

When Mao Jiu saw someone more timid than himself, he smiled suddenly, and the cat's paw pressed on the beast card.

The two animal cards left the cat nine aura. If they were accidentally caught by the Demon Slayer, they could be compared and identified by the people of Beijing Ya.

Cat Jiu held the animal card: "Xianchang, put it on for me."

Zhou Yi took out a hemp rope, passed it through the animal card, and wrapped it around Mao Jiu's neck.

"Xianchang...No, now you are my master."

Cat Jiuyi leaped on the shoulders of Zhouyi, and said with a lively expression: "My mother said, I have recognized the master. The master will teach me the Dao, feed me the spirit pill, give me magic weapons, and protect me in my practice..."

"Then I will return the beast card..."

Before Zhouyi's words fell, Mao Jiuyi flew up to the fairy peach tree and swallowed the animal card directly into his belly to save it.

The card is in the cat, and the card is lost in the cat...still!

Chen Liang was stunned, everything that happened before his eyes broke his cognition, the shining peach tree, the talking cat monster, she can still fly...

Zhou Yi waved his hand to see off the guests: "If there is nothing else, you can go back."

"Yes. The small group has been assigned to Deshengfang, and the husband will directly order if he has something to do."

Chen Liang understood the truth that was too late, bowed to leave, and closed the courtyard door.

Zhou Yi tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, his thoughts flying.

suddenly.

A piece of crystal snow fell on the fingertips.

After a while, snowflakes were blowing up, and the ground of the yard soon turned white.

On the winter night of the fifty-fourth year of Jingtai, Luojing snowed heavily.

Early the next morning.

Zhou Yi opened the gate of the courtyard, and there was snow in the alley, which had already been cleaned.

When I got to the street, I saw that the guard was instructing the handyman to shovel snow.

There are many nobles living in Deshengfang~www.mtlnovel.com~ The law and order becomes stable, but there are more layers of exploitation.

The nobles should practice purely, the people should not make noise, and they should not go out and open fire early in the morning.

The nobles must be clean and tidy, and the cost of hiring handyman is only collected from the people.

Originally, the people who were happy that the nobles came, and the house prices were rising, tried their best to sell their houses and move to other slums.

Zhou Yi was about to walk to Kill the Demon Division. From a distance, he saw a woman in palace clothes, with a maid carrying a bamboo basket, slowly walking towards this side.

Reluctantly shook his head and sighed, driving the clouds and disappearing into the sky.

"Perhaps we should live in another place, Xianfan, Xianfan..."

Qingfeng Xiaozhu was the first set of hard-earned homes that Zhouyi wrote and sold medicine, and felt a little unbearable.

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