Chapter 27 Hot Monkey and Ning Zhuo
Fei Si glanced at him disdainfully: "Just you, a reckless man, have been led by the enemy by the nose, and you don't know it."
He clasped his hands again and looked at the city lord: "Thanks to you, my lord, you have discerned every detail, arbitrarily judged the chaos, and always guarded the top of the volcano, standing still, so that the enemy has no opportunity to take advantage of it."
"As long as you sit in person, my lord, who can sneak into the Lava Immortal Palace in front of you?"
"This is exactly the wonderful method of constant and changeable, so that the enemy in the shadows can only look at the sky and lament, with no chance!"
Chi Dun was scolded again, and immediately said angrily: "After talking for a long time, you haven't gotten to the point. What should the demon cultivator hiding in the fire persimmon forest do? If he causes a series of martyrdoms in the Fire Persimmon Forest, won't the hundreds of years of accumulation in Fire Persimmon City still be destroyed?"
Faith shook his head and sighed: "At this point, we can only prepare for the worst."
"However, I think it is unlikely that the other party will take the initiative to detonate."
"He is a demon cultivator, and his brain is not broken. The entire fire persimmon forest is going to be detonated, and the power is so strong that it will shake the entire fire persimmon fairy mountain, and he himself will definitely be blown to pieces and die tragically on the spot."
After a pause, Faith continued: "He has already been hit by the lime heart technique, and the longer it drags on, the more serious the injury will be."
"We are the side that has the advantage, take it slowly, we must not rush to achieve success, so that the enemy has an opportunity."
"In my opinion, we should contact the other three families and discuss together how to deal with this demon cultivator. This is used to increase unity and distinguish loyalty. If someone is really behind the scenes or an insider, it is easier for us to find out."
"Also, it's best for us to wait until after the Fire Persimmon Festival. At that time, large-scale picking of fire persimmons can minimize our losses."
Chi Dun stared and shouted in disbelief: "You still want to hold a fire persimmon festival?!"
"Do you want the whole city to die?"
"Once the fire persimmon forest is detonated in a row, how many casualties will it cause?"
"At that time, the city lord will definitely be to blame, and he is likely to be directly dismissed!"
Faith had already expected this: "Since I proposed this proposal, I naturally have to respond."
"Lord City Lord, look at this mechanism monkey."
Saying that, Faith took out a mechanical creation from the storage bag.
This mechanism is half a person tall, the monkey hair is bright red, the body is swollen, and it is lifelike.
Fei Si continued to introduce with a little pride: "Just three days ago, Chen Cha offered this agency. Using it, you can easily pick fire persimmons and avoid casualties."
The city lord was expressionless, his mind moved, and he took the mechanism monkey and put it in front of his eyes to investigate.
After a few breaths, he nodded slightly: "So-so, only the monkey brain controls the center and has a little bit of a small mind."
He is a primordial infant level with a broad vision. The design of the hot monkey, in his opinion, is mediocre and lackluster.
"Who is Chen Cha?" The city lord has become a little interested in the creator.
Faith responded: "Many years ago, my lord, you ordered your subordinates to recruit mechanics everywhere. Chen Cha is one of them, and he was invited by his subordinates to live in Huoshimi City."
"This person is a foundation building monk, with a solid formation and good at arranging moving formations. But in terms of mechanics, there is a lack of spirituality, and there have been no outstanding works."
"Now, there are finally some results."
When the city lord heard that Chen Cha was a foundation building monk, he lost interest and waved his hand: "Let's deal with this matter like this."
"Chi Dun, next, you have full authority to cooperate with Fei Si."
Chi Dun was sullen: "My subordinates obey orders!"
Ning family.
The patriarch summoned the young patriarch to the study.
He first handed out a list.
The young patriarch Ning Xiaoren checked it with his hand. He first saw the Ning fighter among the victims, and then saw Ning Zhuo's name in the list of survivors.
The patriarch sighed: "The death of the Ning fighter is a great loss to my Ning family."
Ning Xiaoren said: "The people in the branch are also his glory to sacrifice for the family."
The patriarch said: "You are in charge of the family's logistics, and you should be responsible for the pension of the family monks this time."
Ning Xiaoren hurriedly said: "Father, don't worry, the child will definitely get this matter done."
"Hmm." The patriarch nodded and said, "Xiaoren, what do you think of the birth of the Lava Immortal Palace this time?"
Ning Xiaoren thought for a while before saying: "The birth of the Immortal Palace forces us to speed up the progress of exploration. Our clan is the last to learn about this, and the situation is even more unfavorable than before."
"We have not invited excellent mechanics, relying on the strength of our clan alone, it is difficult to compete with the other three parties."
The patriarch sighed, his tone heavy: "At present, the selection criteria of the Immortal Palace have been lowered to the Qi refining period. Perhaps, our clan should make every effort to organize a large number of monks to revise the "Five Elements Qi Rhythm"."
Ning Xiaoren frowned: "Father, this matter is what worries me the most."
"How many people should be organized to renovate new exercises? What kind of people are used? The most important thing is how many people are in the main vein, and who do you choose? How many people are there in the branches, who do you choose?"
"The current situation is unclear, how to do it, it is quite difficult."
When the patriarch heard these words, he couldn't help but show a look of relief: "Xiaoren, if you can realize this, you can be regarded as a qualified young patriarch."
"I need to convene the elders of the family to discuss this matter."
"Go and do your business."
Ning Xiaoren saluted and retreated.
When I returned to my study, a monk from the family came to ask, how should the family pension be distributed this time?
Ning Xiaoren didn't think about it: "Compensation? What kind of pension?"
"Aren't these Ning family members all from the Demon Hunting Society? The Demon Hunting Society has its own pension."
The family monk looked embarrassed: "However, they are all ...... of our Ning family."
Ning Xiaoren interrupted: "It was the family's difficulties and poor financial resources that encouraged the clansmen to join other organizations to make ends meet. As a member of the Ning family, you should think about the family!"
The family monk had no choice but to retreat.
Ning Xiaoren was still very angry and summoned Ning Zhuo's uncle Ning Ning to blame.
Ning Xiaoren's face was ashen, and he tapped the table with his knuckles: "Ning Zhen, how can you be an uncle? Ning Zhuo ran into the Red Flame Demon Cave and almost died, do you know?"
Ning Zhi wiped the sweat from his head and quickly said: "I know, I know!"
He finally "came up with" a clever plan to provoke Ning Zhuo to join the Demon Hunting Society. As a result, the Immortal Palace was born, and the Ning fighter who was responsible for recruiting Ning Zhuo was still dead.
Ning Zhuo did not really join the Demon Hunting Society, but was seen through by Ning Xiaoren's arrangement. The latter was naturally furious!
Ning Zhen smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that the young clan elder, it's really not that I don't want to make arrangements for Xiaozhuo. He is really too stubborn......"
Syllable.
Before Ning finished speaking, he was hit in the head by the inkstone thrown by Ning Xiaoren.
The severe pain hit, and at the same time, a warm current flowed down the forehead and quickly flowed to the chin.
Rather than blame the nose, it is full of the smell of rust.
He knew that he had been smashed in the forehead by the young patriarch again.
"Don't put garlic on me!" The young patriarch pointed to the door, "Get out, next time, I want to hear the good news!"
Ning Zhen's face was full of pain and his head was bleeding profusely, but he did not dare to treat it on the spot, so he gritted his teeth and withdrew.