Master Gu couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the big man in front of him, his face blooming like autumn chrysanthemums and his smile brighter than the sun.

Is this Fan Jin and Fan Diansi?

He almost didn't recognize it...

Mo Hua also smiled and said: "Fan Diansi, long time no see."

"Long time no see, long time no see." Fan Diansi said cheerfully, then he bent down his tall body and stretched out his hand in a greeting gesture, "Master Gu, please come inside."

"Fan Diansi is too polite." Mo Hua smiled.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Fan Diansi was in front, leading Mo Hua and Mo Hua into the inner hall. After sitting down, he called: "Come here."

The chief executive came over before.

Fan Jin said: "Serve the tea." Then he was afraid that his subordinates would be stupid, so he didn't wink, so he whispered, "Serve the tea."

The executive was stunned for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Diansi, is it... the tea in the top compartment? Last time Master Gu came..."

Fan Jin ordered him to shut up with his eyes and whispered, "Better."

The executive murmured: "It seems... there is nothing better..."

Fan Jin's old face turned red, and he began to feel angry again.

This idiot's brain is really made of elm wood.

With such a subordinate, I really can't make any progress.

"There is a small box above, and there is a jade box in the box..."

The chief executive nodded and was suddenly startled, "That's not what the chief treasured..."

If it weren't for the distinguished guest, Fan Jin would have wanted to kick him.

"If I ask you to get it, just take it. Where's all this nonsense?"

Seeing that Fan Jin seemed to be really angry, the chief executive didn't dare to say anything. He immediately said "yes" and ran down to steal tea.

Fan Jin sighed, turned his head, and saw Mo Hua's big clear eyes staring at him. He couldn't help but blush, and said with a smile:

"It's a remote country, and the men we recruit are also stupid, which makes the young master laugh."

"Fan Diansi is being humble," Mo Hua asked curiously, "But if you entertain me with the boss's tea and let your boss know about it, won't you blame me?"

"In other words," Fan Jin said with a smile, "if the boss knew that he could serve Mr. Mo with these teas, it would be too late to be happy."

How could Fan Jin not know what kind of person this young master is in front of him?

The genius of the Eight Gates, the little monster of the Taixu Gate.

The last time he heard Mo Hua's name, Fan Jin had a guess in his mind.

Later, I tried my best to verify it and found that it was indeed true!

At the Tao Discussion Conference, with the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he conquered four sects, topped eight sects, suppressed thousands of qianxue sects, and became the "leader of the Taoist Formation" who came out on top.

Originally, Fan Jin knew nothing about formations and didn't pay much attention to the formation conference.

But there is no way. The leader of the formation in the middle stage of foundation building is too "perverted". He is so perverted that he, who is far away in Gushan City and has never cared about formations, has also heard of Mo Hua's name.

Such a person drinks the boss's tea.

If the boss goes out to brag, he will have no shortage of talking points within three years.

Not only would he not blame himself, he might even thank himself.

After a while, the tea was served. The tea soup was bright and fragrant. It was indeed good tea.

Mo Hua took a sip and nodded.

Fan Jin observed the words and expressions, and nodded when he saw the ink painting, with a satisfied expression. He was relieved, and at the same time, the smile on his face became wider:

"I wonder why the young master and Master Gu came here?"

Mo Hua glanced at Master Gu and said, "Master Gu and I went to Gushan. When we came back, we found some traces, like those left by tomb robbers. I thought there was something fishy about this matter, so I came to Daotingsi to inform

Fan Diansi said."

"Tomb robbery?" Fan Jin was a little surprised.

"Fan Diansi didn't find any such signs before?"

"No," Fan Jin shook his head, a little puzzled, and muttered in his heart, "Gushan is a place where birds don't shit. Why are you robbing tombs? I'm afraid there is something wrong with your brain..."

Of course, he did not dare to neglect what Mo Hua said, and immediately promised: "Don't worry, sir, I will investigate strictly afterwards to prevent any young people from plotting evil intentions."

Mo Hua nodded, lowered his head and took a sip of tea. Feeling the sweet aftertaste of the tea entering his throat, he felt better.

But when he looked up, he noticed that Fan Jin was pouring tea into his mouth like a cow chewing peonies. On the surface, he looked normal, but he was uneasy and seemed to be a little impetuous in his heart.

Mo Hua's mind was slightly moved and he asked: "Fan Diansi, could it be that the promotion is not going well?"

Fan Diansi was startled and asked in surprise: "How did you see this?"

Mo Hua took a sip of tea and said nothing.

Fan Diansi didn't feel comfortable asking any more questions and sighed, "To be honest, young master, things have indeed been... not going well for me recently."

Mo Hua asked: "Fan Diansi should have made a lot of contributions in the last round of siege against the Demon Sect, right?"

A large part of the Mo Sect's information was "leaked" to Daotingsi after Mo Hua dug it out with thunder magnets.

Many of Daotingsi's plans are also clear in the ink paintings.

Although Fan Diansi did not make any great achievements in wiping out the Demon Sect, he worked conscientiously and was not afraid of hardships. Even if it was just ordinary small achievements, they would add up to a lot.

Mo Hua has probably calculated that with Fan Diansi's hard work and his achievements, although he will not be promoted to the fifth rank Qianxue Daotingsi in one step, he will be promoted to the fourth rank, or to someone else who is slightly wealthy.

There should be no problem with some third-level state boundaries.

Fan Jin felt aggrieved, and there was no one to talk to here in Gushan. At this time, as soon as the conversation started, he poured beans into his mouth and said to Mo Hua:

"To be honest, young master, my contribution should be enough. I even asked Gu Diansi for advice before, and Gu Diansi said that according to the regulations of Daotingsi, generally speaking, there is no problem. Even if he is not promoted

, at least it can be relocated."

"I was so happy that I just sat at home and waited for the good news. But who knew that this process was going through the process, and at the end, I got stuck. It said that I was not qualified enough and still needed to be inspected. His grandmother's...

…”

As soon as Fan Jin didn't pay attention, he said dirty words.

Mo Hua asked: "Do you know who stuck you?"

Fan Jin smiled bitterly, "How can I, a small and powerless Diansi, know about this kind of promotion matter within the Daoting Division? I'm just like a chess piece, at the mercy of the superiors."

Mo Hua glanced at Fan Jin quietly.

As far as he knew, the appointment of Daotingsi mostly depended on interests and connections, but the promotion of a small Diansi would not be blocked for no reason.

Maybe someone wants to keep Fan Diansi in Gushan City?

It is better to be still than to move.

Some people don't want the Daoting Division of Gushan City to undergo personnel changes...

"Fan Diansi," Mo Hua asked, "are you familiar with the Shen family?"

Fan Jin was slightly shocked, "Shen family?"

"Um."

Fan Jin thought for a moment, "I have had some interactions, but the threshold of the Shen family is too high. I can't make friends with them, and I don't know them well."

Mo Hua nodded and asked: "North of Gushan, there is a large area of ​​​​the Shen family's hills. Is the Shen family still mining that hilltop?"

Fan Jin shook his head, "I don't know anything else, but it is absolutely impossible to mine that mountain top again. Back then, all the great families were like locusts passing through, and they ate up everything that could be harvested in Gushan, and there was no soup to drink. Now,

How is it possible that there is still more to pick?"

"Since there is nothing to collect, why do the Shen family still occupy that hilltop and prevent others from approaching?" Mo Hua was a little confused.

"This... is indeed a bit weird." Fan Jin frowned, "But the mountain is bought by the Shen family after all. They can do whatever they want, and no one else can control it..."

As Fan Jin spoke, he glanced at Mo Hua suspiciously and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, why are you... asking about the Shen family?"

"It's nothing," Mo Hua blinked and said casually, "I passed by and saw it, and I was curious, so I asked you by the way."

"oh……"

Fan Jin was doubtful.

Mo Hua took another sip of tea, then stood up and said goodbye, "It's getting late, I should go back."

Fan Jin panicked and said quickly: "The young master has come all the way. You must let me fulfill my friendship as a landlord and entertain the young master well."

"Fan Diansi is too polite." Mo Hua excused himself.

Fan Jin begged: "You must please the young master to show your face."

He didn't want the "noble man" who came to his door to just leave. Wouldn't his work have been in vain?
To be continued...