Xiao Zhang can't help it, he's no different from a dumb person, Tianjun can't help it, he can't deal with a poor woman.

But Tianjun is even more afraid of the yin and yang weird Zhao Chengcheng.

If Zhao Chengcheng came back and knew that he didn't have to get the account, Tianjun didn't dare to imagine whether he would be able to go back alive.

It's torment, it's all women.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

"Xiao Zhang, how did you get the account of this boss Hua back before." Tianjun thought, you can't always owe it, someone must ask for it.

Xiao Zhang quietly came over and spoke in a voice that Tianjun could barely hear, making people think that he was an ant in his last life, and he spoke very quietly in this life: "The owner is going to go directly, and when the evening makeup is still there, Mrs. Jun was also crying at a loss before, just like Jun Gongzi, and then let Wutong ask for money." ”

"Why do you want Sycamore?" Tianjun didn't know that Wutong could still ask for accounts.

She is like this, and she can still ask for an account.

Xiao Zhang said that Jun Gongzi did not look down on Wutong, although Wutong caused a lot of trouble when she first came, it was not useless, she did needlework very well, and she was very resistant to crying.

As for what it means to cry, when Xiao Zhang ran to find Wutong to help, Tianjun knew that when it came to crying miserably, Boss Hua was really not as good as Wutong.

"Wutong, when it's time to ask for accounts again, if you don't want to go to the door of the flower boss to make a bunk, you can cry hard and ask for the silver back." Xiao Zhang flickered Wutong so much.

After all, before Yiguan and Wutong got married, they helped the evening makeup go to the door of the boss's house for several days to get the money back.

But business still has to be done.

Wutong doesn't care about many people, one is Zhao Chengcheng, the other is his own man, son, it seems to be free-range.

As soon as she heard that she was going to sleep at the door, she immediately burst into tears: "My family doesn't sleep on the threshold." ”

"It's up to you, crying wins, not only will you not sleep on the threshold, but you can also pull a lot of silk cloth to make clothes for you at the end of the year." Xiao Zhang doesn't speak, and as soon as he opens his mouth, there are many ghost ideas.

Anyway, Tianjun understands, Zhao Chengcheng is surrounded by clever ghosts, usually stupid and simple, and he can use it at a critical time.

Boss Hua can't win the sycamore when he cries, this little woman's pear blossom brings rain, no one needs to be an uncle in front of her, crying until you can't find a way to pay back.

"Here's the money." Wutong put a bag of silver on the cabinet, heavy and weighty, she just went to wash her face, the water droplets were still on her eyebrows, and her expression was blank, as if she would not smile at others except for her own man and Zhao Chengcheng.

Xiao Zhang took out a bag of things from under the cabinet, not for nothing, Wutong is a fox spirit, raised his delicate nose and twitched: "It's red dates, as well as dried fish and dried shrimp." ”

Xiao Zhang gave Wutong a bag of food, and she went back.

The embroidery room and the bookstore were separated by three or four streets, and since the account was about to arrive, Tianjun went out to hang out, and he walked aimlessly down the street, and happened to follow the footsteps of Wutong, and she ate while walking, and was suddenly stopped by two passing men with long swords on their backs.

The men were not very old, one in their early twenties and one in their early thirties.

Didn't Tang Shusheng say that no one in the town stopped Wutong?

Come to think of it, these two men were passing by.

Soon, Tianjun also confirmed his opinion.

The young man opened his hand and blocked Wutong's way: "The fox in the land of the dragon, I didn't expect that there were such strange things under the four rivers and one mountain. ”

"The charm is still there." The older eyes glanced up and down, already attracted by the skin of the sycamore.

The two of them didn't think it was strange why a fox with a terrible place could walk down the street carefree, and the man next to him didn't take it seriously, and he didn't know what kind of idiot came out of the sect.

Wutong ignored them, picked up the paper bag in his hand, and planned to go around.

The shops on the side, the stalls, and the passing ones are not looking at this side, this street is close to the direction of East Street, and after the sewer canal, most of the visitors here are less, and they are all crowded into South Street.

"Hey, do you have a master for this fox?" The older one stepped forward and stopped Wutong: "It looks good, how much did your master spend to buy you, I will pay double." ”

Tianjun finally understood Zhao Chengcheng's mood when he looked at a fool, how many thousands of years he had lived, and he had never seen such a stupid sect person, really.

"Get out of here!" Wutong has a soft temper and scolds people delicately.

Xiao Young didn't pay attention to it, anyway, he didn't see anyone come up to help: "Ouch, I'm so angry, senior brother, let's buy it back and ask for a while, and we can still go out, the fox in the land is not bad." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the businessman who also stared at Wutong but didn't have the courage to do it came over and kindly reminded the two newcomers: "Her master is not easy to mess with, if you have nothing to do, hurry up." ”

"It's not easy to mess with, the head of the Cishan faction is polite when he sees us, what can be done in the town." The older youth sneered, not paying attention to it at all, the town was in the middle of the Cishan Sect and the Four Waters Unified Territory.

Zhao Chengcheng's name has not been beaten, but no one dares to provoke it in the Four Waters Guiyi and Cishan factions, but the Qianguimen is thousands of miles away, and there is no way to do it if you haven't heard of her prestige.

In addition, the master of the Tilt Guimen and Wan Li are brothers, but they can walk sideways in the four rivers to one, of course, before Zhao Chengcheng came.

The merchant did not listen to the persuasion, nor did he say much, and walked outside, and it was better to have more than one thing.

"I told you to get out of here." Wutong pulled down her face and said again, she was unhappy, and the proprietress of the stall next to her took the initiative to come out and grab Wutong's hand.

The proprietress pushed aside the two young men and said to Wutong: "Hurry up and go back to work, don't wait for a while to make trouble, it's not easy to clean up." ”

"Thank you." Wutong thanked the proprietress and was about to leave with her skirt.

Who knows, the middle-aged man who doesn't accept the kindness of others and has an undiminished lust throws out a Qiankun bag, and pulls the rope to collect the sycamore.

Wutong is a demon, but he is also a fool, he wants to run, Tianjun originally wanted to watch the play, but when he thought of Zhao Chengcheng's angry face, he still turned his sword and helped Wutong open the Qiankun bag.

When the man was stunned, he saw that the sycamore was about to slip away, and suddenly the sword was arranged, and it seemed that he was determined to want this fox: "Where to go!" ”

The people next to them were shocked, how could they have seen this kind of mayor, who was under the rule of a domineering woman for a long time.

The long sword flew out of the scabbard, and in the blink of an eye, a sword formation was placed in the air, and the lightning and flint pierced into the ground and surrounded Wutong in the array.

Only then did she show a panicked look, and wanted to break the block with her hand, but she was burned by the sword qi: "Ah! Wutong withdrew his hand in pain, and looked at his charred palm with tears in pain: "The owner!" ”