Originally, Xu Yi didn't want to speak, so he was going to hold it in Gongming Palace.

When I got close to Xianren Cliff, I couldn't hold it anymore. The entire mountain road was densely packed with people, carrying shoulders, carrying loads, driving donkeys, and taking buses, which were a bit endless.

They all seemed to be delivering food, just like opening the door to welcome the soldiers, or supporting the front line. However, the first impression in Xu Yi's mind was: "Master, is this the public grain?"

Indeed, it is too similar to when I was a child, or it is simply the same thing.

"Public grain? No, it's paying rent."

Pay the rent? Oh my god, Xu Yi immediately understood that this was the tenant from Gongming Palace who paid the rent.

Autumn is a season of harvest, especially for Gongming Palace.

Rich, who said that the landlord's family had no surplus food? Just these few pokes and pokes in Gongming Palace have been enough to eat for more than ten years.

"It's all for our palace?"

Xu Yi has been here for a long time, for more than a month, and has never lost his composure. At this time, he has lost his composure. As the son of a farmer, he knows the importance of food, not to mention that in Shengchao, who may be hungry at any time.

"No, there are those bald ones."

"Oh, there are bald donkeys too!"

Ling Fengzi seemed to agree with Xu Yi's bald donkey name, his eyes narrowed and his smile was full of smiles.

With so much food, the monks still had the majority of them. Not to mention Ling Fengzi, even Xu Yi was not happy.

But, they are all the same balls, silverfish!

If I really enter the Gongming Palace, can I also be a sycam who eats and waits to die?

I've always had this wish in my previous life...

Actually, it seems to be good, except that you can't flirt with girls............ It's wrong. Xu Yi looked at his Taoist robe, then looked at Ling Fengzi, and thought about the decoration of the Zen room.

Forget it, they are all a group of guys who are guarding money and dare not enjoy it... and can't afford to keep up.

Xu Yi was a little panicked, always feeling that this food was wasted when it came to the hands of this group of wealth-guarding slaves. He had to find a way to use these foods that were destined to rot.

Back at Gongming Palace, Xu Yi silently returned to his Zen room. He was too lazy to care about the reason why Ling Fengzi praised him, and too lazy to ask Ling Fengzi how he felt when eating a mat.

But Ling Fengzi went straight to the abbot's meditation room...

"Disciple thinks that Xu Yi should have obtained the complete inheritance of the sore family of Sun Zhenren."

Ling Fengzi knelt down calmly and reported to the abbot at the first place.

"Why do you say this?"

"Abbot, from the stitching technique that my disciple saw more than a month ago to the cure of Cui Changshi's grandson's illness yesterday, all of which show his familiarity in operating methods."

"And these days, my disciples have also communicated with him about medical principles. Although I can't say I don't understand at all, I am a little sceptical, or I don't have a deep attainment. Therefore, my disciples think that Xu Yi is specializing in the sore department."

"Xu Yi is less than twelve years old, and his achievements in the sore family are amazing. Only by inheriting a complete inheritance can it be reasonable."

These were all confirmed after Ling Fengzi talked about the experience of the Qinzhou Changshi Mansion yesterday.

"Do you think Mr. Xu is just a talent in the sore department? Or are you thinking about leaving Mr. Xu's sore department inheritance in Gongming Palace?"

Xuan Chengzi said this without any sarcasm, but it seemed like a warning.

"Maybe the sore family is just as he said to him: Little Doyle...

When Xuan Cheng said this, he was a little scared. He was only eleven years old, and even if he was about to be twelve, this child was scary enough.

"Jin Lin is not a thing in the pond. When you encounter storm, you will turn into a dragon... You have brought back the certificate of Sun Zhenren. I hope you will bring it to Xu Yi. In addition, if Xu Yi wants to do whatever he wants, Gongming Palace will fully support it... Don't be greedy!"

"What he wants to do, I have already told Mr. Cui. We just need to wait and accompany us to maintain this connection..."

Xu Yi didn't know all this. He lay on Kuang's bed stupidly, but he still crossed his legs and shook them.

He rubbed the jade pendant given by Cui Gui and the token of the Cui family in his hand. The silver ingot was accepted by Ling Fengzi......... This old man Cui was the same. Xu Yi was the one who treated the disease. Shouldn't the medical treatment be given to me?

Forget it, if you eat others and live in others and wear them, you will not pray for anything else.

However, if I don’t waste such a wealthy Gongming Palace, would I feel a little sorry for God?

Take your time.

"You see, you are polite, why do I have the nerve to take this?"

He said, but held it tightly in his hand, for fear that Ling Fengzi would go back.

Two, two Sun Simiao's enthronement certificates, one is Taizong and the other is Gaozong. This... Xu Yi cannot describe his mood at this time.

"Since I said you are the tombkeeper of Sun Zhenren, I will naturally give you an explanation. I really went to Zhongnan Mountain to pay homage to Sun Zhenren, and the tombkeeper was indeed suffering from a mountain torrent, but the whole family was in trouble."

After the abbot's warning, Ling Fengzi really didn't dare to be called a master.

Needless to say, Xu Yi accepted the rest. Xu Yi was not stupid when choosing between the Xu family and the inheritors of Sun Simiao.

"Master, can we learn suture now?"

This face made Ling Fengzi frightened. I was really worried that the abbot's bet was a bit big?

Ling Fengzi learned sewing and Xu Yi learned martial arts. In this boring day, winter came in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Xu Yi had two obsessions.

The man surnamed Cui was indeed talking like a fart. He thought that he wanted to pave the way for himself in his words, but in the blink of an eye, it was two months later, and there was no news at all.

I'm so stupid, I actually took it seriously... Fortunately, I was so arrogant, otherwise I would have been saying this for the rest of my life.

There is also a little obsession. The rich people in Gongming Palace are reluctant to eat. As the saying goes, the granary is full of stocks, and the mouth is fading out of the birds.

Xu Yi was already a vegetarian. After living in Gongming Palace for three months, he discovered that fried fish in the pool was the only way to improve his life.

If you think about it carefully, this Gongming Palace, no, the one who uses the most cooking in the entire Shengchao is actually water.

Xu Yi was originally poor in that village and his family was poor. No matter how poor he was, he would cut two taels of meat and put it in a water tank to ensure that there was meat every meal.

If it really doesn't work, just hang a piece of meat on the stove and take a look at it and stir-fry the dishes. But now, I don't know what meat is.

How could it be so miserable?

After Xu Yi learned martial arts, hunger came too often. He felt that if he hadn't fried fish, grilled fish, and pickled fish from time to time, he would have fainted from hunger.

Xu Yi couldn't bear it anymore with this group of poor men who were guarding money. He was really worried that he would become a slut among the short guys...

But this matter needs long-term planning. Xu Yi has always regarded himself as living in Gongming Palace and has never regarded himself as a member of Gongming Palace.

It seems that the entire Gongming Palace thinks so. Those little Taoist boys have always been very polite to Xu Yi and are not close at all.

Therefore, facing the Gongming Palace, which is so rich but so stingy, Xu Yi feels sorry for God if he doesn't waste it.
Chapter completed!