With his eyebrows lowered, Master Na Jiu only glanced at the picture album held by the fake monk, and immediately took a deep breath of air conditioning!

Most of the craftsmanship in the Fire Master Sect are word-of-mouth between masters and apprentices. Although there are treasures like the strange beast picture that press down on the Fire Master Sect, ordinary little apprentices are rarely seen at all. Even those seniors who can see the strange beast picture can only guess from the patterns drawn on the strange beast picture, and they can't even understand the Chinese classics written on the strange beast picture.

But I heard from the old people in Huozhengmen that I don’t know what year or month it was. A player who likes to serve the skylarks appeared in Huozhengmen, and happened to be a master of painting. I guess he was idle, or maybe he felt that he should draw the rare birds and beasts he had seen into pictures and passed down. It took him twenty years to draw a picture book.

Although it was too old, this picture book with all kinds of birds and beasts had long disappeared, and the characters in the Huozhengmen only regarded this as a story that was heard, but they did not expect that they could see the picture in the picture book here today!

Maybe he saw Master Na Jiu's look of surprise and a fake monk holding the album in his hand chuckled proudly: "Don't you know me? Are you stupid? I understand, I told you clearly that this was exchanged from your senior Huozheng Sect after spending money on gold and silver! Not to mention that it was you Na Jiu, I'm afraid that even your master would not have the blessing to see it!"

Frowning his eyebrows, Master Na Jiu looked at the picture album that the fake monk reached in front of him, but he turned his head helplessly and looked at Hu Qianli and others standing beside him: "Several junior brothers, do you come and see these paintings too?"

After taking a few steps forward, Hu Qianli and others looked at the picture album that the fake monk grabbed in their hands, but their eyes were full of confused expressions.

The most important thing in Chinese painting is to draw first, and talk about drawing mountains, rivers and mountains in a few strokes. Even if an outsider looks at it, he can see the majestic momentum in the painting.

But if I really want to carefully see the true appearance of ordinary and rare birds and beasts from that painting, would this be a difficult task?

After sucking the teeth for a long time, Hu Qianli shook his head helplessly, looked up and sighed in a low voice to Master Na Jiu who was sitting on the forum: "Senior brother, I have a little knowledge and have been looking at him for a long time."

Before Hu Qianli could finish speaking, Xiang Youbao, who was standing beside him, suddenly snatched Hu Qianli's words: "Uncle Love Master, do you also see something is wrong?!"

Looking at Xiang Youbao in amazement, Hu Qianli said half of the words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know if he should continue.

Half a step forward, Xiang Youbao suddenly reached out and snatched the picture album that the fake monk was holding. He shouted at Master Feng Liu who was sitting on the high platform: "I really didn't see this. Master Feng Liu, no matter how you say you are, you are also a person walking around in the Sijiu City. You have a name, surname and name, but you really have the courage to do this despicable thing in front of others!"

Waving the picture album in his hand, Xiang Youbao opened his voice and shouted at the crowd watching: "You guys are all walking on the scene in the Sijiu City. They are full of experience and do not rub sand in their eyes! You all open your eyes and look at these paintings, this is the magpie climbing on the branches, this is the mandarin duck playing in the water, and this is the nine-son possum, which are all embroidered by the big girl in the boudoir!"

Without saying anything, Xiang Youbao split the picture albums that were already open in his hand and distributed them one by one to the crowd of onlookers without saying anything. Especially Master Duan, who was sitting between the two forums, Xiang Youbao even posted a few more pictures, and then bowed to Master Duan and said, "Mr. Duan, you have to decide on this matter! A few days ago, there was a despicable flower thief in Sijiu City, who specifically stole the embroidery patterns placed by girls from all over the family and those close-fitting clothes! I looked at these patterns and made an appointment. I was the thief?!"

With his plump fingers stretched out, Duan Master's sly smile flashed, but he turned around and said to the two followers standing beside him: "Is there such a thing?"

Understand the truth, a patrolman standing behind Mr. Duan immediately followed up: "It's probably because of such a thing! If you want to talk about this case, someone has reported it to you for a long time, but first, he didn't lose anything valuable and didn't kill anyone. Secondly, the case felt dirty and he didn't say it to your ears! I didn't expect that after a long time of trouble, the despicable flower thief will poke in front of our eyes?! Mr. Duan, why don't we take this despicable flower thief?"

Shaking his fat neck, Master Duan hummed with some difficulty: "What's the hurry! In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, are you still afraid that this flower thief can fly? Go and take all the patterns back and collect them. This is physical evidence, and no one can be missing! Then take the accomplice of the flower thief first, wait for the scene to be finished, and take it back to the patrol station to send a speech!"

He looked at the two patrol police standing behind Mr. Duan and walked towards him in a daze. The fake monk immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "I'm not doing anything here! This picture album was given to me last night by Mr. Feng Liu. He said that he drank wine with the people in the Huozhengmen a few years ago and came from the master in the Huozhengmen. I don't know that there is fake in his words!"

Without saying a word, he grabbed the fake monk's arm. The two patrol officers brought by Master Duan familiarly grasped the joints on the fake monk's arm and twisted them. He pulled out a pair of heavy handcuffs from his waist and pressed them heavily on the fake monk's wrist!

Without waiting for the fake monk to grin in pain, a patrolman shook a beef tendon rope that was only as thick as rice grains from his sleeve, and tied it to the fake monk's neck and formed a live button. Then he smiled and whispered in the fake monk's ear: "Good appearance, be more aware of it! If I really climb around, I will move my fingers like this, and you will really understand what it means to be full of words!"

Seeing that the illustration he took out became evidence of robbery in a blink of an eye, Mr. Feng Liu, who was sitting on the platform, was hanging his head and fell back from the platform! But before Mr. Feng Liu could understand it, Xiang Youbao had already returned to Master Na Jiu's side, reached out to take a wooden box from She Youdao's hand, and shouted at Master Feng Liu: "Master Feng Liu, it's up to you to take the exam for Master Jiu's school. I guess you said it's all right! I have a few words here, wanting to ask you for advice in front of all the old and young men?"

Holding the small wooden box in his hand, Xiang Youbao slowly bowed to the crowd around him, and then he raised his face to Master Feng Liu and shouted: "Master Feng Liu, who did you exchange Jinlan's post with you in the Huozheng Gate back then?"

As he shivered all the way, Master Feng Liu almost subconsciously responded to Xiang Youbao's question: "It's Master Yang Yangwen and Yang in Huozhengmen! By the seniority, he is the master Na Jiu, the head of Huozhengmen!"

Nodded slightly, Xiang Youbao said, "The Huozhengmen Hall was sold in the past. Did Master Yang Wen and Yang get involved in this matter?!"

He nodded in a daze, and a little trembling in Master Feng Liu's voice: "It's such a thing! I happened to be the one who sold the Huozhengmen Hall back then."

He opened the small wooden box in his hand, and Xiang Youbao reached out to take out a very old text deed from the small wooden box, and raised it high above his head: "Young and young men, this is the contract contract book for the house sold at the Huozhengmen Hall back then! It was clearly written on it that there were only four people selling the Huozhengmen Hall, Master Yang Wenyang, Master Sun Jinbao Sun, Manxing and Master Man! There is also a Master Feng Liu, who is the name of it, written on it?!"

After walking a few steps, Xiang Youbao handed the house contract to Mr. Duan again, and then shouted to the crowd watching the excitement around him: "The rules in Sijiu City have always been a dispersed business, not a dispersed friendship! Even if there is a transaction that cannot be continued, you have to wait for the wealthy owner. Everyone arrived, everyone was gong in front of him and the drums on the other side made it clear, so that they could sell the shop and the inventory. Everyone

We discussed the separation of family responsibilities! But in the Huozhengmen, there were 200 people in the upper and lower levels, and the masters of the restaurant must be 20 to 30. Except for the few whose names were written in the document, the others did not even see a big son from the Huozhengmen Hall?! I have a little knowledge, please let me tell you guys walking in the scene in Sijiu City, what is this action?”

As he finished speaking, a few shouts of deliberately raising the tone sounded in the crowd: "What else can I say? Selling my own business privately is just a traitor!"

"Isn't this just a roll bag?"

"Hey, I've seen it! This Master Feng Liu is a person with the generation of five elements and eight works in the Sijiu City. He is the generation that he uses to harm others' business?!"

He turned around and bowed to Master Na Jiu who was sitting upright on the forum, and shouted loudly: "I wonder if the leader is asking him, what should he do if he sells the industry in the door privately, and what he said in the door rules?"

Almost subconsciously, Master Na Jiu immediately responded: "According to the rules of Huozhengmen, sell the industry in the door privately. When you recover the money from selling the industry in the door, you will cut off one hand and one foot, and expel it from the door!"

With his arms scattered, Mr. Feng Liu, who was sitting on the platform, almost jumped off the platform as soon as Master Na Jiu said, and howled at the top of his voice: "Where did this come from? I spent money to buy a senior loophole in Huozhengmen back then. What's the turn of selling the industry? Is this my turn to be a loophole? You guys are cheating people."

As she pinched Xiang Youbao, she handed it to the house contract in her hand. Master Duan looked coldly at Master Feng Liu, who was so anxious that he was jumping around on the high platform, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "It's not your business?! Then the house contract is clearly written on your name Feng Liu! I want to be late to pay the debt at this time?!" (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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