Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 145: Two Suspicious Servants
"We are very grateful that the four pastors were willing to fulfill the invitation to come to the Chen family residence. This is still related to the inauguration tomorrow, please the four pastors give a little advice." Chen Yang-the big master of the Chen family said as he invited his four guests to drink the tea prepared.
"The big one is too proud. On the matter of inauguration, we have some suggestions." Zhou Fan grabbed the teacup before him, sipped a little and then put it back down.
"What is a priest, just say it. The matter of cost or such was no matter of meaning to us-the Chen family."
Hearing Chen Yang's so calm words made Zhou Fan curl his lips.
The fees? If so, he will not hesitate.
"There really aren't many great masters, at least it should be a hundred thousand notes."
Chen Yang's frown heard the nominal mentioned. Hundred grand? It was not a small number, but if it drew its words and this matter to the sound of outsiders, then the reputation of the Chen family as the most prosperous family would be tainted.
Zhou Fan noticed Chen Yang's unease, "Big Master, otherwise it's fine. This is just a condition for the event to run smoothly."
"No!"
Zhou Fan's forehead shriveled as big master Chen raised his hand.
"A hundred thousand, the Chen family can give it." The old man instantly swung his hand, the blink of a currency stack of banknotes appeared on the table.
Ciu San's eyes flashed sharply, this young master of his was extremely outstanding, with a few sentences already earning hundreds of thousands of banknotes.
Zhou Fan did not receive the note directly, he stood up and took out a paper.
Chen Yang looked forward to what the old priest would do before him.
Zhou Fan's hand ignited the flames and the paper instantly caught fire, but before the paper was completely charred, Zhou Fan shook his hand shutting down the flames.
Smoke spread, and Zhou Fan remarked kamit.
"This is a purification ritual, done so that there are no problems during the inauguration." Zhou Fan went around, spreading smoke into every corner of the room.
After a full round Zhou Fan sat back down. "Great master, the ritual of sanctification should be performed covering the entire residence. Therefore first ask permission of the great lord."
Chen Yang believed it just like that, he nodded and called Eunuch Jun over. The old man came in without waiting twice for the call. "Eunuch Jun, accompany these four priests to surround the residence. They're gonna do a purification ritual."
Eunuch Jun nodded, but Zhou Fan quickly rejected. "Great master, it's not our intention to be presumptuous. But while performing the ritual we need some space to ourselves."
Chen Yang frowned, but in the end he nodded and gave his permission. "Please do the ritual, but first save this paper money."
Ciu San quickly swung his hand, pocketing all the paper ones into his storage ring.
Zhou Fan then took his leave, exiting the room while holding the partially burnt paper.
"With this we can find out where sister Miao Ling is." Zhou Fan said in a half whispered voice, continuing to walk down the hallway after hallway.
Several times someone stopped them, but after mentioning Chen Yang's name they immediately did not dare to head off. But until now did not find the existence of Miao Ling, making Yin Cun even more anxious.
"Here we just wanted to give them food, because it's very inappropriate if they look pale at the inauguration." The two servants walked away.
Zhou Fan who heard the conversation between them immediately followed the steps of the two maids. What these two maids were talking about were definitely the women who would become Chen Beixian's mistress.
They followed the two maids as they continued moving the burning paper, not forgetting to chant an incoherent spell of what was the use.
The two maids who felt that something was following slowly turned around, seeing the four brahman-clothed men their eyebrows gradually shriveled.
"We are the priests of the sacred lotus temple, coming to perform the ritual of sanctification."
Hearing Zhou Fan's words the two maids turned around and continued on their way. Zhou Fan glanced at Yin Cun, then again followed the two maids away.
Some time when they arrived at a room, in front of the door there were two guards who were always ready to stand by with tons in their hands.
The two maids said a few words and the guards let them in. As Zhou Fan was about to enter they spread a spear against the road. "Who are you, this is a forbidden room, not everyone can enter."
Two of the servants who had entered stopped and one of them turned around. "They were the priests of the sacred lotus temple, invited the great lord to make preparations. If you stand in the way then you will be dealing with the great lord."
The two guards instantly drew their spears, no longer daring to head off the path of the four brahmin-clothed men.
Zhou Fan went inside, as soon as he entered there was a staircase that led them to the basement. There are several rooms that can be ascertained as a place of captivity.
The two maids walked carefully, they opened the door of one of the rooms and went inside. Zhou Fan as well as the others also entered paying attention to anyone who was in the first room.
However, they did not discover the whereabouts of Miao Ling. As Zhou Fan was about to turn around, the actions of the two maids were very suspicious, approaching the women as if to do something.
Zhou Fan walked out of the room, and saw these two servants launching his action. Destroying the cultivation-removing rings attached to the fingers of the women. "Wait here, we'll save you. Don't get caught by those four priests."
Some women who were originally nesu-faced instantly had hope. They obeyed the two servants and acted as if nothing had happened.
After removing all their cultivation-removing rings out.
"It turns out your goal is to save the prisoners."
The two maids immediately turned around, encountering four men waiting outside the room. Their faces were shocked, instantly threading weapons.
But before the swinging weapon slashed at the neck, Zhou Fan said. "When I thought I was wrong, it turned out to be you. Miss Leng?"
Two servant-clothed women walked away a few steps. "Who are you, how do you know my identity?!" One of the women pointed at the sword with a complicated expression.
"Not too long ago we parted, and you've forgotten me. It turns out Miss Leng is a forgetful woman." Zhou Fan did not also reveal his identity, looking at Leng Shui's increasingly irritated face.
Leng Shui only thought of Zhou Fan's figure, but how could that man be here. That's not possible!
Zhou Fan smiled as he shook his head, then went towards the second room. "We have the same goal, so we can work together."