When Gui Bugui was talking, everyone noticed a white mark on Wu Mian's shoulder. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to see that it's a piece of bird shit.

Jiao Dalang quickly took a big cloak to replace Wu Mian's dirty clothes. When he asked him to take it to wash it, he suddenly heard Wu Mian say, "Don't wash it anymore, just throw it away and burn it."

"I finally got to know that I had spent money on the old man." Gui Bugui smiled and waved to Jiao Dalang, saying, "Take it and burn it. Remember that you have to change any clothes, shoes, etc. that you have worn by Mr. Wu once."

Jiao Dalang agreed with a smile, then turned around and handed it to the servant who was waiting aside. Then he said to his old boss: "It's getting late, so you guys should have a rest early. I guess the warlock and Master Ren San will live in the brothel tonight. I will send someone to wait at the door later. When tomorrow dawn, I will go in and serve them both to wash and let them set off directly from there."

"You can do it as you please, don't delay tomorrow's important business." Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "By the way, go and ask the two great masters what else they need. The alchemist is troublesome, and they also need morning class and evening class. You can prepare what you need."

At that moment, when Jiao Dalang smiled and walked towards the two great masters, Guangren, who was still sitting firmly, stood up in volcano. Although Jiao Dalang did not put on makeup, he was almost as good as Xu Fu's great master. Guangren respected Xu Fu as a god, how could he dare to let someone who looked so similar to his master come to serve him?

"I dare not be a priest, we are down and out, so there are no requirements." Guangren smiled at Jiao Dalang, turned to Gui Bugui and said, "But I remembered something, maybe I would have to bother my senior brother. I haven't seen Master for so many years. It's not good for Volcano and I to just stand empty-handed, so I asked my senior brother to prepare some gifts for me. Originally, I should have done this myself, but no matter how good I did, I would definitely not be able to do it. Please ask my senior brother to do it for me."

Gui Bugui smiled and said, "It's easy to say. The Sishui has been in charge of the fleet's pots and pans over the years. This time, I will give Xu Fu Dafang Master ten big ships in your name, which can replace the old ships in the fleet. I originally wanted to make a birthday gift for Xu Fu Dafang Master this year. Since you have opened your mouth by Guangren Dafang Master, then you can get it cheaper. Dalang, you should go and do it. The ship has been built. In the shipyard in Fuzhou, let them directly wear red hanging colors to Quanzhou."

When Gui Bugui was talking, Wu Mian stood up a little bored. He looked at the people in front of him and said, "You continue to flatter Xu Fu, I'll go back and rest. Don't look for anything."

Before Wu Mian could finish his words, a strong wind suddenly blew from behind him. The strong wind blew down the oil lamp next to the white-haired man, and the tincture oil instantly burned on the table. Before Wu Mian could dodge, the tincture oil on the table had already splashed on him. The typhoon that Wu Mian had just changed into a fire instantly

Fortunately, Jiao Dalang was next to Wu Mian. At that moment, the butler who looked like Master Xu Fu was slapped with someone. In the end, the white-haired man took off his cloak directly, so that the fire did not continue to spread on his body.

"What happened? Is it so angry that I know the wind is strong, but I haven't changed the candle to the wind lamp?" Jiao Dalang glanced at the servants who were already scared, and then looked at Gui Bugui for a look. After a look at Gui Bugui, the supervisor said, "How do you do it? Let him just roll the bed and get out. He knew that the boss was here, and he still had the heart to drink some flower wine."

Gui Bugui already had the intention of exempting the Sishui number from being in charge of business here. Jiao Dalang's old spirit saw the old guy's thoughts and immediately told him for the master. Now he is the only big housekeeper around Gui Bugui, and the servants here dare not speak for the manager.

At this time, Gui Bugui had already walked to Wu Mian and checked the injuries on his body. When he took off his cloak, Wu Mian's palm was burned by the fire. However, relying on his immortal body, the burn had healed at this time. However, such an accident could actually make Wu Mian's hands a few days ago.

After changing his coat again, Wu Mian returned to his dormitory to rest. Just as the white-haired man walked into the dormitory, a figure slowly said to himself in a warehouse in the shop: "I didn't avoid both temptations. It seems that Wu Mian's magic has really declined and was not done by the God Lord, so how could he look like this?"

The person who spoke was the decayed god who was sent by the Lord of God. After following him for a few days, he finally took the courage to test Wu Mian tonight. The white-haired man had a vigilance, and he didn't even notice that the bird shit fell on him. Later, it was even more incredible that the lights were burned. Even a little alchemist would not have such a reaction.

However, based on this alone, the God of Huo still dared not assert that Wu Mian had really lost his magic. After all, even the Lord of God could not tell how the magic of the man with a white-haired deteriorated. At this time, Gui Bugui pulled Bai Wuqiu into Wu Mian's dormitory with a smile, and it seemed that there was something important to say to the man with a white-haired deer. After hesitating for a while, the God of Huo Mian still came outside Wu Mian's dormitory with courage. At this time, the immortal hid the breath on his body, and turned his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between Wu Mian and Gui Bugui.

"Can it be that when Zhan Kun stabbed into his heart and hurt his dantian?" Gui Bugui's voice came from the dormitory, and the old man's tone looked a little impatient. After pausing for a moment, he continued, "I have already told the guys not to talk about you. If your current appearance is in the ears of the Lord of God, even if the other hand is gone, he will come and cause trouble again."

Old immortal, do you think your uncle's magic and seed power can be retrieved?" At this time, Bai Wuqiu's voice came from inside. Then Erlangzi's voice continued, "Do you think this is the retribution for your uncle bullying us over the years? There were a few magics a few days ago. These days, there was no magic at all. I just don't have the same knowledge as him. If you attract demon thunder now, you can break him."

"Don't be as knowledgeable as this silly boy, it has a mouth but no intention." After hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, Gui Bugui's face turned pale. He smiled and hurriedly changed the topic: "Now it seems that it should be the side effect of the Kill Kun. Perhaps there is some power in the magic weapon that blocks the channel from the transmission of your magic and seed power."

"If you don't talk about this, you will lose the magic. It's no big deal." At this time, Wu Mian's voice finally rang. After pausing, the white-haired man's voice continued: "Old guy, if Xu Fu can't find my magic, then I'll trouble you. You come and take my life. I hope you will die sooner or later at Guangren and Volcano's hands. It's better to give you this cheap."

"What do you say? How can I follow the old man if you say that?" Gui Bugui smiled and shook his head, and said to Bai Wuqiu: "Silly boy, follow me. Let your uncle be quiet, too, if it's too noisy, he will easily talk nonsense."

At that moment, Gui Bugui, Bai Wuqiu and his son walked out of the dormitory. Until their figures completely disappeared without a trace, a voice suddenly sounded in the mind of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god of the god

At this time, the voice he stayed with Wu Mian's inside line. Although he was a little rude, the god of absent caressed at all. He said to the voice: "Wu Mian has definitely lost his magic. Now the great warlock is no longer here. Don't waste such a good opportunity."
Chapter completed!