My wife is the sect leader

This made Emperor Dayan make up his mind to expel the Demon Cult.

As a member of the royal family, Zhao Mengtai dared to collude with the Demon Cult. If this matter got out, then Zhao Mengtai must be the leader serving him...

"Is it the second day of February?"

An Jing frowned, thinking of the letter Jiang Sanjia gave him.

The Zhenyi Sect will definitely not let go of looking for themselves, and he killed the two heavenly gangs of Xuanyiwei, and was also wanted by Xuanyiwei.

In order to make friends with Zhenyijiao, Zhao Mengtai must also want to catch himself, otherwise he would not have leaked his information to Qi Yun.

Do I want to follow what Jiang Sanjia said, take this opportunity to resolve the grievances with the Cao Gang, and get on the boat of the prince by the way?

Jiang Sanjia said that the prince was benevolent, and he would not be mistaken if he thought about it.

After thinking for a moment, An Jing couldn't help but smiled wryly.

How hard it is to leave the Jianghu grievances! ?

Where there are people, there are grievances, and where there are grievances, there are rivers and lakes. People are rivers and lakes. Who can avoid them?

There are so many things in this world, people are everywhere, and rivers and lakes are everywhere.

Willing to be a happy guest in the world, since then there will be no friends in the world.

It's a pity that when you were born, one of your feet had already stepped into the rivers and lakes.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

An Jing shook his head, "The moon in the water has left today, but I can reveal the secrets in the cave..."

Zhao Qingmei is going back to visit her relatives, there is no danger on the way, the two wooden figures must be taken out, otherwise, how could An Jing rest assured that she came up alone.

.........

Ji Shi Tang.

With the arrival of spring, the weather is gradually getting warmer.

Zhao Qingmei was sitting in front of the hall, holding a needle and thread in one hand, and an embroidered handkerchief in the other. It seemed to be embroidered with several red roses, and underneath were patches of lush weeds.

And Tan Yun lay dozing off on the grand master's chair, the magnificence on his chest rising and falling with his breathing.

Little Heizai curled up into a ball and lay beside her feet.

With a little bit of sunlight shining down, this scene is warm and cozy.

"Yu!"

At this moment, the sound of a carriage came from outside the door.

Zhao Qingmei put down the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and walked out curiously.

"This is three hundred Wen, you accept it."

"Doctor An, if I take this money, I will be drowned by the people in the town who spit on me when I go back."

"It's okay, take it."

"No, no, no, no, absolutely no, I'll go back first."

..........

I saw An Jing was arguing with a groom, and then the groom left in a hurry.

Beside An Jing, there were two people who were not tall but were wearing bamboo hats.

"what happened?"

Zhao Qingmei stepped forward and looked at the two people beside her strangely, "This is?"

"Go, go back and talk to you."

An Jing picked up the two wooden figures and walked towards the backyard.

The groom is a groom who often runs around in Baima Town.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's background and followed quickly.

"Uncle, you are back..."

Hearing the sound, Tan Yun looked sleepy, and subconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"Ma'am, come quickly, I will show you a beautiful baby."

An Jing said as he walked towards the backyard.

"What a treasure? I don't see it every day."

Zhao Qingmei smiled and blinked.

Hearing this, An Jing staggered, and then looked at Tan Yun with a serious face, "You close the door first."

"There's still a quarter of an hour before closing..."

Tan Yun grunted, but closed the door anyway.

Seeing An Jing's appearance, Zhao Qingmei became even more curious.

Soon, Tan Yun skillfully closed the door.

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help asking: "Husband, what is it?"

"Madam, didn't I tell you last time? When you leave this time, I will prepare some things."

An Jing gently took off the bamboo hats on the two wooden figures, "This is it."

As the bamboo hats fell, two wooden figures also appeared in front of them.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

Seeing the wooden figures, Little Heizai immediately bared his teeth and barked wildly.

"Go, go, play while you go."

An Jing kicked him away.

Tan Yun touched the wooden man and said, "Master, this is your handicraft. I didn't expect you to still have this handicraft."

"I didn't do it." An Jing shook his head and said, "It was done by someone else."

Tan Yun nodded, and suddenly realized: "Let me just say, how could my uncle have such dexterous hands."

An Jing: "..."

"Husband, is this?"

Zhao Qingmei seemed to see the extraordinaryness of the wooden man, and there seemed to be another mystery in it.

An Jing said slowly: "This is an organ puppet."

"Organ puppet!?"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she frowned, as if thinking of something, "Could it be a puppet of the Mo family?"

An Jing smiled and said: "Madam is worthy of a scholarly family. I didn't expect that even the Mohist family knew about it. That's right, this is the Mohist's puppet."

When Zhao Qingmei heard it, her heart was shocked, and then she quickly looked at the organ puppet and said, "Husband, is this thing still good?"

How could Zhao Qingmei not know about the puppet technique of the Mohist school?

According to the records in the ancient books of the Devil's Cult, when the Great Qin Dynasty was able to rule the world, the Mohist's organ puppet was one of the important means.

It's a pity that with the inexplicable decline of the Great Qin Dynasty, this puppet art has completely disappeared.

Afterwards, although some mechanism puppets and some Mohist institutions were found, most of them were damaged, and there were no core blueprints and secrets.

An Jing nodded solemnly, and said: "That's for sure, these two organ puppets are both of the third-rank cultivation base."

Zhao Qingmei didn't seem to hear An Jing's words, and kept looking at the mechanism puppets, while Tan Yun also watched curiously.

"This is a third-grade cultivation base."

An Jing repeated it again.

what happened! ?

Don't you hear?

"What!? Isn't that even more powerful than Han Butou?"

Tan Yun reacted, and said with a surprised face.

An Jing nodded, and then smiled with satisfaction: "That's for sure, I can type a hundred Korean words."

Zhao Qingmei thought to herself, although she didn't have the blueprint, if she took it back and studied it, there might be a slight chance to research the secret of the Mohist institution, what if she accidentally succeeded?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly became hot.

"Husband, how did you get this thing?" Zhao Qingmei asked in disbelief.

"It's a long story."

An Jing coughed lightly, "That was five years ago, when I went to the mountain to collect medicine, I came across a stalk of Tianhua grass on a cliff, and I wanted to pick it off, but I never thought that it would be planted in the cliff. There is another mystery, there is a cave hidden inside, I walked into the cave carefully, and found these two wooden figures, and some martial arts books."

An Jing had already thought up his speech, and even included the martial arts books that might be found in his chore room.

That's it!

Hearing what Zhao Qingmei said, her heart suddenly brightened.

Five years ago, An Jing was already fourteen or fifteen years old. He had already passed the most critical period of strengthening his muscles and bones. In addition, he was poor and had no pills to take. Even if he got this precious martial arts, it would be half the effort to practice. Because it is already very difficult.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to have such an adventure." Tan Yun's eyes were shining beside him.

Don't these passages usually come from storytellers?

"Yeah, it's a pity, these two wooden figures seem to be incomplete, but fortunately there is a way to control them."

An Jing nodded, and said: "When the time comes, I will pass on the method of control to Madam, and I will be much relieved when Madam goes back to visit her relatives."

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, her heart warmed up, "Husband, you really have a heart."

Husband has such a powerful puppet, but he never took it out.

Maybe if he didn't want to leave, An Jing would never take out this wooden man in his whole life.

He must like to live such a peaceful life without competing for fame and fortune.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmei became more determined in her heart, she must complete the hegemony as soon as possible, and prevent her brother from being caught in this vortex of intrigue and fame and fortune.

An Jing smiled and said: "Madam, if you go back next time, I will go back with you."

Zhao Qingmei nodded heavily: "Okay, let's go back together next time."

Until the next time, I think everything has been settled.

........

Dark night.

"You come and go like the wind, my body is just full and empty..."

Han Wenxin hummed a little song and walked towards the house with brisk steps.

"Squeak!"

Opening the door skillfully, Han Wenxin threw away the boots in his hand, and then lit a candle.

"That week the old man said that I don't usually study, but only wielding knives and guns."

Han Wenxin walked to the table talking to himself, and said with a sneer, "I don't know that I study hard day and night, and I use what I have learned..."

As he spoke, he took out a copy of "Flower Shadows across the Curtain" from the shelf of the bookcase.

"Learn this book today..."

Just when Han Wenxin was about to review the past and learn the new, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the window.

"you you....."

Seeing the person coming, Han Wenxin said with a trembling mouth.

The person who came was none other than the man in black who had beaten him many times before.

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking the Korean language, a fist came viciously.