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Chapter 23 The Lord of the Young City came to raise the teacher to ask for guilt

After seeing off the group of Huo Songzi and the Ninth Princess, Fan Jian thought about how to complete the system task.

One case a day, saving lives and helping the wounded, unable to complete the task, the host exploded and died.

Yesterday, the Nine Life Fat Cat soaked the cat's urine and saved the dying Mu Yangzi's life.

How to save people today?

Should I use that half of the dragon tendon?

Or use the so-called Saint of Calligraphy brush?

Anyway, it's still early, so there's no hurry to save people.

At this time, how to dissuade the villagers outside is the top priority.

Tang Long, Chen San, Niu Er and others actually stayed on the mountain and stopped leaving. It was said that they were cleaning up the hygiene on the mountain for Master Fan.

The three landlords, Laocai, did not leave, and they were all directing their servants to weed on the mountain and clean up dead leaves.

The top of the mountain is so big, and all the dust and dead leaves are scrambled away, so where is it necessary to clean it?

Fan Jian knew that he would whisper the ninth princess of the Yun royal family as soon as he called him, and everyone saw it. They all had their own little plan in their hearts and wanted to get in touch with him.

bring it on.

Come on.

Fan Jian refused everyone.

"Xiong Da, take Chen San, Niu Er and others to clean up the toilet, and you must clean it up."

"Xiong Er, take three masters to clean up the stone steps on our mountain. Moss is growing on the stone steps, and it may slip."

"Mr. Tang, stay, I have other arrangements."

Xiong Daxiong Er took the order and left.

Tang Long stayed happily, and with a jealous look, he came to Fan Jian happily.

"Master Fan, Tang Long is ready to be dispatched at any time."

Fan Jian sat on the stone pier in front of the hut and said with a smile: "I plan to change the name of this nameless mountain. What's the point? My master is Li Sansi. He is no longer here now. In order to commemorate him, the name of the mountain is changed to Sansi Mountain."

"Three and Four Mountains! Good name! So grand!"

Tang Long exclaimed.

Fan Jian glanced at him with contempt.

Little girl, she's pretty good at flattery.

But, can you wait until I finish talking before taking pictures?

"The name of the mountain is called Sansishan. I decided to build a large-scale building on the mountain to build a hall that is admired by thousands of people. I have thought of the name of the hall, and it is called Daxiong Temple."

Fan Jian raised his chest and raised his head, pointing out the country.

"The more than 70,000 taels of silver on the mountain are all used to build this Main Hall. Mr. Tang, I will hand over this glorious and arduous task to you. I believe you, you will not let me down, right?"

Tang Long was shocked and trembled all over.

Grandma!

Master Fan is such a big deal!

One move would cost 70,000 taels of silver just to build a hall!

What a great courage!

He burst into tears of gratitude and even wished he could kneel down to Fan Jian.

"Master Fan, thank you for your kindness of your gratitude. Don't worry, I will leave the construction task of the Main Hall to me. If I fail, I will be successful! I, Tang Long, will definitely not let Master Fan down!"

Fan Jian nodded.

As soon as he raised his hand, a brush was added to his hand.

Tang Long was very eye-catching and immediately ran into the hut and took out the inkstone and rice paper.

"Master Fan, what are you going to write?"

Tang Long respectfully grinded beside him.

Fan Jian lifted up his brush, covered with ink, and swung it on the rice paper.

Three and four mountains!

The three big characters are full and vigorous, like three meteorites falling from the sky, falling on the rice paper, making the entire piece of rice paper shine slowly.

"Good word!"

Tang Long's flattery sounded.

"What a f*ck!"

Fan Jian laughed and scolded: "I believe that I'm using a pen to draw a talisman with a pen in my hand. Is this a good word?"

Tang Long was so scared that he didn't dare to continue talking.

"Wait a minute, you go down the mountain and paste this character to the foot of the mountain. From now on, this will be the gate of our three or four mountains. If anyone wants to go up the mountain, he must hand over the prayer letter in advance. Otherwise, once he crosses this character, he will be considered as breaking into our three or four mountains, and his sins will not be forgiven!"

Fan Jian crossed his legs and said slowly.

"Yes, Master Fan, Xiao Tang will definitely do this."

At this moment, Tang Long's blood was boiling.

Master Fan is going to establish a sect. As Master Fan’s only confidant, he is definitely of glory.

Fan Jian picked up his pen and wrote two words.

When Tang Long saw this calligraphy, he was so hungry that he didn't fall.

These two characters are:

Men's toilet!

Women's restroom!

"Okay, go and paste all three characters."

Fan Jian waved his hand.

"In the future, our three and four mountains are destined to be successful and become one of the top sects. We must prepare for the future. What if a female donor goes up the mountain to visit and cannot find the toilet in the inner room?"

"Go and tell Xiong Da that after digging the toilet, the toilet will be expanded and a women's toilet will be built next to it, which will be reserved for female donors who will go up the mountain in the future."

Tang Long was so happy that he took the order and left.

He felt that Master Fan was really far-sighted.

Even small details like men's and women's bathrooms can be noticed and done by themselves to the extreme.

If you follow such a boss in the future, you will definitely be successful.

After sending Tang Long away, Fan Jian used a brush to draw the architectural drawings of the Main Palace on rice paper.

Fortunately, this is a different world, even if he copied the original version of the entire Shaolin Temple, no one would sue him for infringement.

When you come to another world, Fan Jian is here to enjoy it.

Now, with Mu Yangzi's big sword and holding the thick legs of Longshan Sword Sect, he can rest assured.

He decided to play farming on the unknown mountain.

Hehe, I won’t go out and take risks.

How dangerous is the outside world?

Kill people and set fires at any time.

Every time you will face challenges from others.

I am playing farming on my own mountain.

Raise flowers, grow grass, build a fun building, and say goodbye to this breathable and cool thatched hut in the future.

By the way, I only ate a few fresh food for breakfast, drank half a pot of porridge, and was a little hungry, so I should leave a few people to eat for me.

Fan Jian slapped his thigh, how could he forget this?

Then Fan Jian was struggling whether to let Niu Er come to barbecue or Shen San come to barbecue.

Tang Long suddenly ran back with a gust of wind.

"Master Fan! Something is wrong!"

"Jin Jiannan, the young lord of Fengming City, came to raise an army to question the crime!"

"He led the four guards to the foot of the mountain with great momentum. The four guards cursed at you, saying that you are so brave that you dare to be rude to the Ninth Princess."

"The young city lord Jin Jiannan also said that you want you to go down the mountain and receive punishment."

Tang Long was out of breath and ran out of cold sweat.

Although he is a bully in Mushroom Village, he is not in the eyes of the young lord of Fengming City.

In his eyes, Jin Jiannan was a big shot. He could crush him to death with just a finger.

"I want me to go down the mountain and receive punishment? What a big tone."

Fan Jian crossed his legs, threw down his brush, and touched his gurgling belly.

He said to Tang Long: "Xiao Tang, go to the back mountain to carry a large piece of beef for me, and I will teach you how to roast beef."

Tang Long was stunned.
Chapter completed!
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