Chapter 48: blessing

When Wei Ji was ordered to send Mi Wan back, his eyes had been staring straight at the Xuan Tiejian in Mi Wan's hand, his face full of words.
Mi Wan couldn't help rubbing her eyebrows. She felt that her younger junior, who didn't know how many generations, was good. It was such a blunt thing. She always liked to stare at you with his eyes and asked him to take the initiative to ask him.
"Say something."
"This sword was given to you by my grandpa?" Finally, we can ask, and Wei Ji's question almost blurted out.
"Yeah." Mi Wan hasn't tasted it till now, why did this old man Wei suddenly become so enthusiastic. At that time, I didn't seem to have said that he would treat him, so I don't believe that the Eunuch newspaper was established.
"Do you know what this sword is?" Wei Ji asked again.
"Xuan Tie Jian."
"Do you know that this black iron sword is the sword of our Xuanwu Mountain?" Wei Ji continued to ask.
"What the do you want to say? Don't make it clear at once, be careful I smoke you." Mi Wan's inquiries by someone's ink marks raised her heart.
Wei Ji didn't dare to sell Guanzi, and hurriedly explained: "We Xuanwu Mountain has a rule, whoever takes the master sword, who is the master."
"!!!" Does Xuanwu Mountain have this regulation? I do not know how? Mi Wan was dumbfounded.
Xuanwu Mountain has never had this rule. The so-called master sword should not be the one who made the master, whose magic weapon is the master sword? I wiped, how did it turn around?
"So ..." Mi Wanyang raised the Xuan Tiejian in his hand and asked, "I am your leader now?"
"Huh!" Wei Ji nodded solemnly.
"Just kidding, who has the rules?" Mi Wan frowned.
"The seventh generation leader, Yan Xiu leader." Wei Ji said, "He said when he abdicated, from now on, no matter who it is, as long as it can drive this master sword, who is Xuanwu Mountain. Head."
Yan Xiu, younger brother, are your brains squeezed by the door? After 500 years, pit your sister and me?
Five hundred years ago, this black iron sword happened to be the sixth-generation sword, so Mi Wan did not think much when Wei Wei said the master sword, because she had a good impression of the magic weapon. Just staying on this black sword, so I didn't expect that five hundred years later, her younger brother could dig such a big hole for her.
"Sister Mi, do I have to call you Master Sister in the future?" Wei Ji asked quietly.
"Shut up." Mi Wan's face was black, and I was an ancestor. "You go back and tell Old Man Wei that I won't be the master."
"but……"
"But what is it." Mi Wan glared at Wei Ji fiercely. Wei Ji didn't dare to speak, but had a weak voice.
"Xuan Tie Jian you take it back." Mi Wan threw Xuan Tie Jian into Wei Ji's arms. If this thing is taken, there will be a lot of things behind it, she doesn't want it.
Wei Ji's face was white, and he didn't dare to take the sword. The whole person scared back: "Sister Mi, I can't take it back. If I take it back, my grandfather will kill me, and I will give it back to you. "
"..." Mi Wan saw that the teenager's fear was not pretended, and he couldn't embarrass a junior when thinking about it, so he took the Xuan Tie sword back and said, "Come on, wait until it's free, I'll give it to you again Send it back. "
Wei Ji gave a small sigh of relief, and then dared not talk nonsense, and honestly sent Mi Wan back home. After the delivery, Wei Ji hurried back to the manor and ran to his grandfather's bedroom.
In the bedroom, the old man Wei was holding a medicine bowl and was drinking the medicine, which was bought by Mi Wan just now. Seeing his grandson coming back, old man Wei immediately asked, "Send the head back?"
"Grandpa." Wei Ji quickly hurried over, "Sister Mi, it seems that she doesn't know what she wants to be the master."
"What's your name, Sister Mi, call the head." Old man Wei gave his grandson a blank look.
"Head of the head ... The head of the head doesn't seem to know that he wants to be the head of the head." Wei Ji changed his mouth obediently, but it sounded so awkward.
"Did you tell her the meaning of the palm sword?" When Mi Wan just driven the Xuan Tie sword, Old Man Wei deliberately didn't say the meaning of the palm sword. She was afraid that Mi Wan would not know it. Collect the black iron sword. However, regardless of whether Mi Wan accepts it or not, she is the only one who has driven the sword in the past 500 years, so regardless of whether she agrees or not, the leader is also hers.
"Say, but the head seems unwilling, she said she would not be the head of our Xuanwu Mountain." Wei Ji said with a worried heart.
"It's okay." Old Man Wei calmly said, "As long as we think she is the head."
"Huh?" Wei Ji didn't understand it. Can this thing be unilaterally determined?
"Actually, this person has a soft heart," said Old Man Wei. "Anyway, after taking the medicine of the master, I can live for another ten years. I can continue to take care of the matter of Xuanwu Mountain. This In the past ten years, we have been desperately good to the head, the head has received more good intentions, and feeling the sincerity of our Xuanwu Mountain, naturally we will not ignore us. "
From Mi Wan's willingness to teach Wei Xuan to manipulate the magic weapon, old man Wei saw that their new head was a soft-hearted person.
"This ... is this okay?" Wei Ji didn't dare to say a word, and could only defame in his heart: There is nothing wrong with this, but he always feels a little kidnapped.
"That's it." Wei Lao clapped and said, "You go out, I'm going to do some healing. When I go to City B tomorrow, I'll find Yan Haoguang to have a good chat and tell him not to go to the trouble of our head. . Our head loves to open a pet shop, we must let the head open happily. "
Yan Haoguang, president of the Demon Hunter Association, another eighth-order demon master.
"Yes." Wei Ji retreated silently and sighed secretly, "Sister Mi, you are regarded as my grandfather."
After the winter vacation, you don't have to go to school, and you don't need to exercise after you lose weight. Mi Wan finally lived her life just by holding a rice bowl.
Master, your expectations for Tu'er are finally fulfilled. Whenever a happy lazy person wakes up, Mi Wan can't help telling his master that his good wishes for apprentices have finally come true.
"Miss, are you up?" With a few clasps, Ye Guan's voice came from outside the door.
"Get up, I'll get down immediately." Mi Wan responded, got out of the bed and freshened up, changed the casual warm clothes out of the room, and went to the lobby on the first floor.
In the lobby on the first floor, Ye Guanjia was already waiting by the sofa. He had a tablet in his hand, and he looked like he had something to say.
Mi Wan couldn't help but wonder. Nothing happened recently. Why does Ye Guanjia have a serious expression?
"Uncle Ye, what's wrong?" Mi Wan asked curiously.
"Miss, there is something I need to tell you." Ye Guanjia's expression was heavy.
"You said." Mi Wan saw Ye Guanjia's serious expression, and could not help but solemnly.
"Our old house, the cleaning maid, the security guard at the door, the driver driving the car, the cooking lady plus me, there are eight people taking care of the young lady." Ye Guanjia counted.
"I know, what's wrong?" Mi Wan lived for so long, and of course he knew how many people there were in the old house. Originally there were more people. In order to prevent her from sneaking away during drug treatment, Ye Guanjia also arranged three shifts of security guards and a medical team. However, after she succeeded in drug treatment, these people all went back.
"Our original salary was paid by our family, but ... this month's salary was not paid." Ye Guanjia blushed old. He has been working in the Ye family for so long, and he has never taken the initiative to ask for a salary. But even if he does n’t need a salary, the security servant underneath still has to take the money home for the New Year.
"Why?" Mi Wan stunned.
"Master said, Miss is now opening a pet shop, is a person with an independent business. Our salary, should be ... from Miss you." Ye Guanjia said with a grudge. When he received a call from the young man in the morning, the whole person was Spartan. What is the young man doing, to completely break up with the young lady?
Mi Wan blinked. What did Mi Yan want to do? After stopping my pocket money, also stopped the wages of the domestic workers? Then he thought about it and thought he was right. These workers are responsible for taking care of themselves, and it should be their own way to pay them.
Thinking of this, Mi Wan directly said: "It's okay, let me pay the salary, how much is the total?"
Ye Guanjia immediately called up the worker's salary table from the tablet and showed it to Mi Wan. Mi Wan glanced. The first in the salary list was Ye Guanjia. The salary was also the highest. The monthly salary was 50,000. The salary of others ranged from 5,000 to 10,000.
"Why is there no end-of-year prize?" Mi Wan yelled, she remembered that she needed to give employees an extra year-end prize during the New Year.
"The year-end awards will be issued uniformly during the Chinese New Year. After all, we only start to pay salaries from this month, so this year ’s year-end awards do n’t need to be missed out." This means that next year ’s year-end awards must be given by Mi Wan Out.
"Oh ~~" Mi Wan nodded unequivocally, glanced at the total number and said, "Uncle Ye, I'll beat you to the money in a while, please help me pay the salary."
"Good." Ye Guanjia nodded.
"Also ... I plan to raise everyone's wages. From next month, everyone's wages will increase by 10%. I will give you another sum of money, you will buy ten of the latest mobile phones, Give everyone the gift of the year. "Mi Wan intends to get it in one step and bought it together.
"Huh?" Ye Guanjia has also seen the world, he also knows that the Mi family is rich, but the lady is now cut off from the family's financial source, the pet shop's business is not good, is it so generous to be really good?
Before Ye Butler expressed his doubts, Mi Wan had already transferred him 300,000 in the past and made him bold to spend, not enough to tell her.
Ye Guanjia's confused help to pay everyone, and confusedly personally went to the mall to purchase ten mobile phones, and on the way back home, suddenly received a call from the majority.
"Ma'am." Ye Guanjia's voice was respectful.
"Well, did you tell Mi Wan about the salary?" Mi Yan asked softly.
"said."
"How did she react?"
Ye Guanjia looked at the ten mobile phones in his hand, and calmly replied: "Miss has increased the salary of each of us by 10%, and also asked me to purchase ten mobile phones to take back to give you the gift."
"..." After the phone was quiet for a while, Mi Yan asked again, "Don't her pet shop have been losing money? How long can she spend so many millions?"
"Great young man ..." Ye Guanjia flashed his aura, suddenly thinking about it. "Do you want to use money to force the young lady to go home?"
"..." The phone was completely silent.
Ye Guanjia watched these three brothers and sisters grow up, and they still don't understand where, and suddenly they couldn't help crying and laughing: "Then you tell the lady directly."
"This is about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Doesn't she know that she wants to come back?" Mi Yan finished, seeming to be a little embarrassed, and then hung up the phone fiercely.
Ye Guanjia couldn't help but chuckled: Young Master, he still died as he did when he was a child, but sometimes this little awkwardness is also a good way to increase the feelings of brothers and sisters.
Ye Guanjia decided not to pierce him.
After returning home, Ye Guanjia sent the newly purchased mobile phones to each employee one by one, which made the employees happy. Mobile phones, the latest mobile phones, this is much stronger than the nut packs and bacon packs.
"Thank you, Miss."
Mi Wan accepted everyone's thanks, but only felt that Fan Chen was indeed the boss of a large company, and the praise rate for the new year products he recommended to him was indeed high.
Ten mobile phones were sent to the employees at home, and there were two remaining. After lunch, Mi Wan went to the store with his mobile phone, and a generous person gave one. The sparrow was happily accepted, without delay. When Xu Zhuang saw the phone, his face was full of hesitation.
"Boss, our pet shop business is like this, so ... you don't have to give a gift for the year." Xu Zhuang felt that the gift he received was extremely guilty. In the past few months, he was only a waste of medicine for stray animals More money than he earned for the store. It is good for Mi Wan not to expel him, but even give him a new mobile phone? This phone is expensive, his girlfriend shouted for half a month and did not want to buy it.
"Our pet shop business is very good." Mi Wan said.
"Yeah, it's good." The sparrow whispered.
"?" Are we talking about the same pet shop?
Because Ye Guanjia did n’t say, Mi Yan was proud and Mi Wan was very happy to live in the old house in the eastern suburbs. Every day when he woke up, he woke up naturally and went to the pet shop to make money. Things to get home for the New Year. Until the younger brother of the Mi family called her.
"You go home tomorrow." Mi Xiaodi said.
"Why?" Mi Wan was unclear.
"Parents and moms come back tomorrow." Mi Xiaodi glanced at his elder brother quietly and said in a low voice.
"Oh, well, then I will come over for lunch tomorrow." My parents came back and had to prepare a gift. After thinking about it, Mi Wan hung up the phone and went downstairs to look for Ye Guan.
Xiaomi Mi put down the phone and reported to her brother: "She promised to come back."
"Well, pick up at the airport together?" Mi Yan asked.
Xiaomi Mi shook his head: "She said to come back for lunch."
"Crack!" Mi Yan threw the document in his hand heavily on the table, scared Mi Xiao, a terrified soul, "She really is a relative, isn't it? Okay."
Brother, when you say yes, can your expression not be so scary. I really want Mi Wan to pick us up with us. You just say it. I just told her that it was fine. Xiaomi Mi finished silently, holding his game console, and fled back upstairs quickly.
Here, Mi Wan went downstairs to find Ye Guan's house and told the news of Mi's parents coming back tomorrow.
"That Miss is going to return to the main house tomorrow?" Ye Guanjia said happily.
"Yeah." Mi Wan said, "I want to bring something back to give my parents a gift. Do you know what they like?"
Ye Guanjia has been working in the Mi family for decades. Of course I know this: "I naturally know this. My husband likes calligraphy and paintings, and my wife likes bluegrass. But these two things can't find the right one in a while. "
"I know, I'll prepare." Mi Wan, who got the answer, waited for Ye Guan to finish and ran out with a wave of his hand. Tomorrow morning to rush over for lunch, the preparation of gifts must be paid close attention to.
"Prepare ... how to prepare?" Ye Guanjia murmured for a moment, and then thought about it, letting go of it. In fact, it doesn't matter what you prepare. As long as it is sent by the young lady, the husband and wife will be happy. Their biggest wish is not to expect to see a young lady who becomes happy after the detoxification.
Mi Wan asked the driver Xiao Zhang to send her to a place specializing in selling the four treasures of the study, then bought a few sheets of rice paper, borrowed the owner's brush and ink, and wrote four cursive characters on the spot: good health.
"Good word." The shop owner couldn't help but praise it. In fact, Mi Wan's character is not particularly good, but the concept of cursive is free and easy. The four words of Mi Wan just write the free and easy mood. Coupled with such a young girl as Mi Wan, who can actually write in brush, it is also very positive.
"Bonus, the boss, help me wrap it." Mi Wan went to the next door to engrave a chapter, directly covered it, and waited for the boss to help her roll it up, then tied it with a ribbon and hugged it back to the old house.
Even if the gift for Father Mi is ready, the gift for Mom Mi is much simpler. Bluegrass, just ask for the next big brother to get one.
That night, as soon as Fan Chen felt home, Mi Wan ran over the wall. With the depletion of spiritual power again and again, Mi Wan found that her strength had recovered a lot. Recently, as long as she wanted, she could already directly sense whether Fan Chen was at home through the enchantment of Fan Chen's yard.
"Fan Chen, I'll give you the medicine." Mi Wan took the latest refined medicine and skillfully pushed open the door of the living room and walked in.
"Thank you." Fan Chen changed into a home uniform, with a light smile in his eyes.
"Eh, you look a lot better recently, and your chest injury seems to have recovered." Mi Wan found it as soon as she entered the door. After a few days, Fan Chen's appearance became unprecedentedly good. Is it that he insisted on refining medicine and finally Has it achieved something?
"You didn't find out, did the heaven and earth have stronger aura during this time?" Fan Chen asked with a smile.
"It seems ... it's a bit." Mi Wan felt it for a while, and found that the aura of heaven and earth is indeed stronger than before, "Why is this?"
"Because it's the New Year." Fan Chen explained, "Years ago, most of the factories will be closed for holidays, and human pollution of water and air will be reduced a lot. In addition, during the New Year, humans will perform a lot of sacrifices. So the power of faith has also increased a lot. "
Every time the old and the new alternate, humanity will have good wishes for the future. At this time, the power of faith is the most powerful.
"It turned out to be so." Mi Wan couldn't help but guess. "But it's been a few days since the holiday, and you recovered so well. It seems that there are many people who worship you in the dark. Say, do you often pretend to be a mountain and land? What kind of public? "
Fan Chen chuckled, opened the thermos cup delivered by Mi Wan, and drank the medicine inside, saying, "It hasn't recovered so fast in previous years. This year's look is good, it is estimated that it is thanks to your medicine."
"That's it, don't look at how much effort I lost when I gave you medicine."
"Thank you." Fan Chen thanked seriously.
"The verbal thanks are the least sincere. You have to give me something practical." Mi Wan blinked, playfully.
It seems that to come to me today, there are other things besides delivering medicine. Fan Chen understood in his heart, but his face was not broken, he just asked: "What do you want?"
"I ... want a pot of bluegrass." Mi Wan said immediately.
"Blue grass? Orchid demon?" Fan Chen asked.
"No, just ordinary bluegrass, just bloom." Mi Wan quickly explained that she wanted the orchid demon to do. If Mimi was raised, the orchid would suddenly become fine, and you must not be scared to death.
"Do you want to give someone away?" Fan Chen has lived so long, knowing how much he likes humans. When Mi Wan said this, he probably guessed the purpose of bluegrass.
"Well, my mom will come back tomorrow, she likes bluegrass, and I want to get a pot to give her." Mi Wan replied.
"That's it ~" Fan Chen saw Mi Wan calling her mother so naturally, knowing that she was treating her physical relatives as herself, and she was somewhat happy for her and envious. Because, he will never be able to experience this affectionate bondage.
"There is an orchid in my yard. The flowering period is half a month later. If you want, I can let it bloom in advance." Fan Chen said.
"I want me to." Mi Wan would not want to.
The two came to the courtyard, and Fan Chen held a short, thin green leaf potted plant among countless potted plants and handed it to Mi Wan. Then lightly touch the green leaves of the orchid with your fingertips, quietly injecting a touch of demon power, and then on the tender green orchid leaves, slowly form yellow buds of different sizes.
"Huh, why don't you let the flowers bloom?" Mi Wan couldn't help but ask. Although the buds look good, aren't they better when they are all in full bloom?
"People who like bluegrass like to raise by themselves. You send it over and let her keep it for a few days. When the flower buds open, she will be happier." Fan Chen explained.
"Oh, that's what it is." Mi Wan doesn't have this kind of fun of growing flowers and grass, but her second brother is very fond of it. Think about it at this time. It seems that every time the flowering period comes, her second brother runs into the flower field Qin, it turned out to be the reason.
"Is this flower difficult to raise?"
"Fortunately." For Fan Chen, this orchid is indeed not difficult to raise.
"That's good," Mi Wan assured. "Then I took it away."
"Well." Fan Chen thought for a while and then said, "Do you want me to send you the flowers?" Holding the flower pot, it should be inconvenient to turn the wall.
"Then you put the orchid on my window sill." Mi Wan also seemed inconvenient. After listening to Fan Chen's words, he plugged the potted plants back. Fan Chen stretched his hand to take over, the two's fingertips suddenly touched, the burning heat came from Mi Wan's fingertips, the surprised Fan Chen's eyelids jumped, and hurriedly moved away.
"Huh, why are your hands so cold?" Mi Wan didn't notice Fan Chen's avoidance. She was surprised that the other's fingers were too cold. She chased and touched them. "It's really cold. Why is your temperature so low?" "
Fan Chen's expression was embarrassing, and he was afraid that it would be too obvious for him to pull his hands again. He could only support it and replied: "My body is a tree, and my body temperature is not high."
"Also, if the body temperature is high, it will become a firewood." Mi Wan let go and couldn't help but laughed at the joke he thought of.
Fan Chen did not care that Mi Wan compared him to firewood, and all his mind was on his fingers until the scorching temperature was completely blown away by the night wind.
"Then I'm leaving, good night."
"good night."
Mi Wan waved his hand, turned and ran to the wall, just about to cross the wall, suddenly remembered something, she turned back and looked at Fan Chen.
Fan Chen was stunned and looked at the past curiously.
"I am also a human being, is my belief power useful?" Mi Wan asked suddenly.
"Should be ... useful." Fan Chen was not very sure, because the demon catcher knew the existence of the demon clan, so he didn't pay much respect to ghosts and gods.
"Then ..." Mi Wan folded his hands and bowed in the direction of Fan Chen, saying aloud, "I hope that Fan Chen's injury will get better soon."
After praying, without looking at the other party's reaction, Mi Wan leaned over and jumped to the other side of the wall.
Fan Chen stood there for a long time, until the window on the second floor opposite turned on again, and he suddenly remembered that the potted plants in his arms had not been delivered. The fingertips moved slightly, and the green vines grew out of the ground again, and the potted plants fell gently in front of Mi Wan's window.
Mi Wan pushed the window open, embraced the orchid, and then looked at Fan Chen, who was still standing in the courtyard across the wall, and sent a message with his mobile phone:
Mountain God, did you feel the power of my faith?
Fan Chen smiled with a low eyebrow and returned an um.