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Chapter 8 The Fairy's Lawsuit

In fact, when the Acropolis came in, I had been listening outside for a while, and when I heard it was really moving inside, I felt sorry for Ying Ning being beaten and had the intention of understanding the environment, so I came in rashly.

Unexpectedly, when I penetrated my head, I had such an embarrassing scene.

The little girl rubbed her eyes stupidly, not understanding why the Acropolis came up so early today. After a long time of day, she came to her senses and felt that her pretty buttocks were chilly. She was so embarrassed and anxious that she was intertwined. She stood there stupidly, staring at the Acropolis with her eyes.

Of course, Acropolis saw what he shouldn't have seen. The sharp-eyed old nun Mu Feng stared at her almost all wanted to tear her plans. She quickly took off her coat and quickly came over to put it on the little girl. She couldn't help but complain, "When I get up so early and wear so little, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Seeing the Acropolis movements, the old nun intentionally avoided the previous embarrassment in words, and stood up and bowed. She looked at her beloved disciple who was huddled beside the Acropolis and looked at her beloved disciple. She sighed, "Cook,"

Acropolis responded, pushed the little girl and went to the inner room, tightening the clothes that were draped on the little girl, "Come on, change your clothes quickly, I'll get the firewood first."

Seeing that the little girl closed the door, Acropolis rolled up her sleeves and began to serve the firewood outside.

Seeing this, Master Mu Feng said nothing, and walked to the door with the whisk in his arms. Yu Guang of the Acropolis suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He chose the ignition hay to be carried to the stove. However, he saw the old nun looking at him with a strange look on his face, and then stopped asking, "Master, what else is there?"

Master Mu Chen kept staring at the Acropolis. Seeing that he was steadily facing him, he hurriedly ate and said to the Acropolis, "After cooking, go and fill up the water in the backyard. Go and get some firewood in a few days."

"Oh," Acropolis suddenly felt a little sad, and he still responded respectfully.

Watching the old nun walk out the door, close the door, sighed and hugged the firewood into the stove, took out the axe, and started chopping firewood again. Thinking that the little girl was beaten today, she probably would have done more work today, and she was a lot more casual.

The Acropolis is usually only responsible for one meal in the morning and evening a day. Of course, this is because the nuns of the Emei Sect only eat two meals a day, which is not a saving. When the Acropolis was in the town at the foot of the mountain, it was found that many villagers and ordinary people had two meals a day. According to his guess, generally speaking, only the rich family would have the habit of eating three meals a day.

The Acropolis had cooked the vegetable porridge, and now he took a bowl to the little girl while it was getting hot. Looking at the raised quilt, the Acropolis shook his head and started to go outside to prepare for food.

Soon, female disciples came to pick up breakfast with food boxes. When they saw that it was Acropolis making food, they were a little restrained. The lively and bustling scene here became a little quiet. They took the food and left. Several other scholars were angry in the house and put down the food boxes and went into the house to comfort the little girl.

The Acropolis smiled, and the human touch on the mountain was very strong.

Yingning is currently the youngest female disciple on Mount Emei. Her senior sisters call her junior sister, who is well-behaved and charming. The last time the Acropolis sent to her was a lot of the barbecue that the Acropolis sent to her was distributed to these senior sisters who were trained in practice.

Most of these female disciples would bring meals to their sisters, but the food boxes were quite large. The Acropolis was slowly loading them outside.

"Master Wei!"

Acropolis looked up and saw the female disciple walking out of the room, Su Chaner's second senior sister, and immediately smiled, "I've prepared everything, Miss Yang can take it away,"

"Oh no, I mean, thank you, this, thank you," Yang Yueru raised the paper bag in her hand. Only then did the Acropolis notice that it was the barbecue brought to these senior sisters by the little girl, and quickly waved her hand, "It's not a lot of trouble, don't care!"

Yang Yueru knew that the Acropolis was brought up the mountain by her junior sister. Over the years, every time she came to receive the meal, she looked like she was just a copy of the rules and was not talkative. Although she was a little uncomfortable with the inexplicable man on the mountain at the beginning, many of the junior sisters reported that Master Wei was the kitchen master of Yunlai Inn at the foot of the mountain. She specially invited him to go up the mountain to be responsible for the food in the mountain gate. Those junior sisters believed it true, but such excuses could not fool a core disciple like Yang Yueru who knew the foundation of the sect.

The sect is currently unable to take care of itself, so where can I still have the spare money to hire a master?

And I also heard that this man lived in Jianglong Cave. Where is Jianglong Cave? Although Emei didn't care much about that land on the official side, that was a legend in the history of Emei. JJs, like Song Qingshu, bowed to the master's pomegranate skirt, no, under the cotton robe, and died without regrets. Could this man live in Jianglong Cave be a JJ in Wu? But the foundation of the Acropolis was completely clear, and he was clearly an ordinary person who knew how to do martial arts. Besides, this master seems to be Qing. She is thin and has a clean and comfortable face. Although she is not as handsome as Feng Shen, she is also a dignified man. If she stays on Mount Emei like this, she will have nothing to do with it? Could it be that girl Chan'er... This is inevitable. However, as one of the few relatives who are better than the new master, Yang Yueru didn't think much about the relationship. Moreover, she accidentally saw that the third junior sister's guitar was still there a few days ago. Now she completely put aside the random guesses in her heart.

After a while, after a while, I greeted Master Wei. Today, I heard from the junior sister that the master’s roasted crocod meat was awesome and gave it to myself. Then I came out and said a few more words.

After taking the food box with a smile, the second senior sister left.

After working for a while, he sent away the female disciples who were making food. Except for a few cheerful female disciples who were brave enough to say hello to Master Wei, the other disciples buried their heads and left silently, which made the Acropolis unable to see the young girls clearly until their current location. They thought, how could this be a monk? They had no spiritual cultivation, and they were just as unscrupulous as those young girls who had not grown up and had not gotten married at the foot of the mountain.

Breakfast is usually made of vegetable porridge and pickled vegetables, and dinner is steamed bun and vegetable porridge. It is really a pure and innocent person. Not to mention anything else, Acropolis thinks that it is really fading out of bird feathers. He served himself a bowl of porridge, served a small plate of pickled vegetables, and knocked on the door of the little girl's house, "Is there anyone?"

The little girl obviously held back her sneering sounds from the room, and then she heard a voice, "I don't know, there is a poor girl who has just been beaten up by her master anyway."

The Acropolis sounded funny. The little girl probably had the pain. Being able to complain here in the Acropolis would tell the problem. The Acropolis said, "What should I do? I don't know if my little butt is blooming?"

The door creaked and opened. The little girl handed it to the Acropolis with a large empty bowl in her hand. Her pair of black and bright eyes stared at the Acropolis, "I want to eat meat!"

The Acropolis held the chopsticks in his mouth and didn't say anything for a while.

......

Linjiagou.

"Sister 3rd and fourth sisters, how could they do this?" In a small tea shop temporarily built on the official road, Luo Ying, who followed the mountain, looked resentful and knocked the table hard with the chopsticks in her hand.

"Luoying!" A pretty woman beside Su Chan'er shouted softly. Luoying probably realized that she had lost her composure and quickly sat upright, but she still pouted and muttered, "It's obvious that they owe us the rent, why are we asking them for rent now?"

"You want to talk too much!" The pretty woman glared at her.

"Luoying is right. Although these farmers complained about this kind of thing in previous years, they usually would not pay rent. Unlike this year, the harvest was very good, but they still refused to pay it. Even if we brought the land deeds in black and white, it would be useless." Su Chan'er held the tea bowl in her hand in one hand, and couldn't drink it in a gulp. Looking at the pipe that was missing from a distance, "It's hard to deal with,"

"Senior sister, are you really going to the yamen?" The beautiful woman named Su Yi, with a delicate face. She seemed to be as delicate as the woman in the water town of Jiangnan. She looked weak and charming in her expression, and she looked helpless when she spoke. This is not surprising. The three of them are core disciples and they know a lot about the situation of the sect. Naturally, they understand how much the rental income of nearly thirty taels of silver will have on Emei's life during the entire 2018 period.

Su Chan'er shook her head, "If you can, don't go, don't go, after all, these are also miserable people."

This is true. Because Linjiagou, Majia Village and Shijia Village are located at the foot of Mount Emei, most of the fields used to produce crops are rented from the Emei Sect. The leasing and trade agreement in black and white is clearly written. The tenants rent more than 70 acres of land and real estate in the Emei Sect, and the rent every year is one tael of silver per acre, regardless of the output value.

After so many years, the Emei Sect has never moved, so the rent cannot be reduced. Although some years have passed, the Emei Sect will directly exempt these tenants from rent during the Heyday of Emei, no master has ever drunk a handful of tearing off the land contract. Under the laws of this dynasty, it is necessary to abide by it.

When they were grateful, the tenants saw the female disciples of Emei calling one by one, and they were so polite. But in recent decades, Emei has become less powerful and has lost its scenery. The sky is weak and the world is in a cold state. These tenants are still wondering if they can keep more after paying the landlords' seeds to harvest. Although the harvest seasons are different every year, the rent has never been as dumb as this year.

That's right! Deadly.

I'm afraid there are some things that the Emei Sect doesn't know about.

Su Chan'er and the other two decided to stay in the town and find out clearly.

On the third morning when Su Chan'er and his friends lived in Yunlai Inn, there was a clamor outside the inn and it was a big fuss.

"Let those three evil wives get out!"

"The evil woman from the Emei Sect, get out!"

"Get out! Come with us to the yamen!"
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