Novel: As soon as the boy opens the door, he is confronted by five beautiful women: we are ordered to be your maid

After subduing the White Snake, Yang Fan casually grabbed a Dragon Sect disciple on the road and inquired about his residence.

This disciple's status was not high, naturally he would not know about this matter, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to ask the high-level elder for instructions, and soon, an elder arrived and led Yang Fan to his residence.

Looking at the environment here, Yang Fan nodded slightly, the layout here is elegant and generous, with ancient rhyme, and what is more rare is that in terms of feng shui location, the entire Dianlong Mountain is a good place, but it is not insulting to his status as a master.

"Master Uncle." Out of the courtyard came four young girls, dressed in the robes of the Dragon Sect disciples, Chunlan Qiuju, each with a posture, and bowed to Yang Fanying, the oldest of whom would not exceed twenty-one or two years old.

Yang Fan's eyebrows moved: "You are?"

The slightly older woman among the five people said respectfully: "There is an order in charge, from today onwards, the five of us will be the handmaidens of the master uncle, serving the life of the master uncle." ”

Yang Fan's gaze turned on them, shook his head and smiled: "Four people is too much, one person can do it." He said, pointing at the second girl to the left, "You stay, the rest of the people go." ”

Except for the girl who was pointed out with a stunned face, the other three all had a feeling of relief, and the oldest woman immediately said, "But the boss has orders——""

"When the boss sees me, he has to call out to my brother." Yang Fan's voice was careless, but his gaze seemed to be able to see through people's hearts: "Over there, I will talk to him again, retreat." ”

“...... be. The three women glanced at each other, and when they left after the ceremony, they glanced into the eyes of the girl who had left behind, with a hint of schadenfreude.

Yang Fan saw through their minds.

Now, in the eyes of many Dragon Sect elders and disciples, he seemed to be standing against lin Shuhao, the leader, so being a maid here was not only not beautiful, but it was easy to attract black.

The young girl who remained looked thin and weak, her face was only beautiful, her eyebrows were low and smooth, and she was the one with the worst appearance and temperament among the four people.

However, at this time, Yang Fan looked at her, and there was a vague admiration in his eyes, as if he was looking at a piece of good material that had not yet been excavated.

In fact, when Yang Fan looked at people, the first thing he saw was not the appearance of people, nor the cultivation qualifications, but the biological field of the latter.

Although this girl's biological field was weak, the halo it emitted, whether it was looking at the human world or the divine realm, was a rare pure beauty, and the milky white halo was layer after layer, constantly blending away, gradually merging with heaven and earth.

Whether the biological field is beautiful or not reflects the good and evil of the heart.

The so-called phase is born from the heart, if a person turns dirty thoughts in his mind every day, over time, he will naturally look obscene and not like a good person, and it will also affect the shape and color of the biological field.

Therefore, even if a person is disguised well, no matter how humble a gentleman is, in Yang Fan's eyes, there is nothing to hide.

On the contrary, just like the girl in front of her, even if she looked inconspicuous and her cultivation qualifications were poor, in Yang Fan's eyes, it was a rare treasure.

Thinking about it, in this red dusty world, working hard for chai rice oil and salt, and tired of fighting with each other, how many people can keep their original intention unchanged?

Where are the video games I once liked to play, the person I once had a crush on, the idol I once liked, the goal I set in my mind a long time ago to accomplish? Important things have been changed over and over again, and now you, still using the names and relatives of ten or twenty years ago, but living a life that you could not imagine ten or twenty years ago, with a completely different outlook on life and values and worldview, have you become the kind of person you hated the most? Who are you like this, or are you still you?

You can explain that this is called reality, this is called growing up, this is the price, and yet what you don't want to admit is that there is still a person in the world who is very different from you.

They have three provinces a day, always the same, do not forget the original intention, tightly cling to the original true self, no matter what kind of adversity they are in, what kind of temptation they face, what kind of pain they experience, they can stand still and move forward towards the set goal.

Keep moving forward, even if it is bloody, but the pace still does not stop, and eventually becomes an existence that makes you feel unattainable, and achieves things that seem unbelievable to you.

And you are invisible to the multitude.

It is not that you can succeed with the original intention, but standing at the height that Yang Fan has reached, it is deeply clear that if you want to reach the real peak, only those who have the original heart.

Therefore, some successes and failures are actually doomed at the beginning of everything.

Of course, not all initial intentions are good initial intentions, and people who commit great treachery and great evil can also not forget their original intentions, swear to kill someone's entire family from an early age, and really slaughter the Manchus when they grow up.

The girl in front of her was obviously not a great adulterer, otherwise the color of her biological field could not have been milky white.

However, people's hearts are volatile, and no one can guarantee that today's heroes will not become tomorrow's demons.

"What's your name?" Yang Fan asked.

"Back to Master Bo, disciple Jian Xinyi." The girl replied with a low brow.

Yang Fan said lightly, "From now on, call me Gongzi." ”

Jian Xinyi was shy and answered yes.

Only because the title of Gongzi is too rare, even if it is the children of the family clan, at most it is a young master or a certain youngster, as for the title of Gongzi, it is incompatible with this era.

She naturally didn't know that Yang Fan had been in the ancient and rich divine realm for more than two thousand years, and she had already been accustomed to such a title, and she didn't bother to change it.

"Bring some food to my room." Yang Fan gave a command, and then turned and entered the room.

The girl with the low eyebrows raised her head and looked at the closed door of the room, and a pair of clear eyes revealed a little curiosity and excitement.

After a few moments, Jian Xinyi brought the food into the room, three dishes and one soup, although it looked simple, but it was full of color and fragrance, which made people eat their fingers.

Yang Fan finished eating quietly, and after putting down the chopsticks, he didn't say anything, waving his hand to let the girl withdraw.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes, and she cleaned up the plate and retreated.

Yang Fan looked at her back, smiled lightly, and after sitting quietly for half an hour, he got up and left the room and came to the backyard, his feet were open, his arms were naturally hanging, his eyebrows were downcast, and he breathed slowly.