My wife is the sect leader

You must know that if the master master made a move, there would be no such thing as people present that day. Could it be said that the mummy is more precious than the heaven and earth spirit?

"Forget it, don't think about it for now."

An Jing thought for a moment, and realized that he had no clue at all.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he came to a locust tree in the mass grave, simply dug a small hole, and buried the Suppressing Evil Sword.

Three feet in front of the tree, the famous sword is hidden here.

If you wait until it is useful in the future, you can take it out.

"I don't know if this Evil Suppressing Sword is a blessing or a curse. I hope I won't have the chance to use it in the future."

An Jing sighed softly, "But that day's spiritual energy is a good thing. After I completely absorb this heavenly spiritual energy, the land flower realm should be completely stabilized."

When the spirit essence of heaven and earth swam into the Suppressing Evil Sword, it also swam through his body once, and the remaining breath allowed his earth flower to condense.

Although the ground flowers have condensed, they are not yet stable.

After all, it takes years or even years for others to cultivate to the realm of the earth flower, to accumulate, polish, and then stabilize.

And a ray of heaven and earth spiritual energy can save several years of efficacy, which is indeed an extremely rare treasure.

.........

Outside Wuyang Restaurant.

Shuiyue leaned against the eaves in the distance, holding a jug of good wine bought at a wine shop in her hand, she was indescribably chic and relaxed.

"The little doctor and the head catcher can drink quite well, so they couldn't be drunk and passed out, right?" Shuiyue thought to herself while drinking.

As Renzong's masters, they are responsible for inspections, stalking, stealing, etc. They have the means to hide themselves, and besides that, they have extremely strong hearts and perseverance.

So there are not many Renzong masters, but any one of them is the elite of the elite.

Especially the moon in the water and the cloud in the fire are the elites of the Renzong. They were adopted by the Demon Cult since they were young and grew up in the Demon Cult's main altar. They are not only powerful, but also extremely loyal to the Demon Cult.

"Forget it, let's take care of these stupid things, I just like this little doctor."

Shuiyue muttered, then raised her head and took another sip of wine.

The moment he raised his head, a figure quietly rushed into the box.

Inside the box, it was a mess.

Han Wenxin lay on the table drunkenly, still babbling, not knowing what to say.

An Jing picked up the medicine box, ready to put the hood in it.

"Brother An!?"

At this moment, Han Wenxin suddenly sat up straight and looked at An Jing, with a hint of confusion in his cloudy eyes.

An Jing blinked, and looked at Han Wenxin who opened his eyes wide-eyed in astonishment.

Is this kid awake at this time? !

Could it be that he found himself?

"Give me a change... change... the young master is not short of money... um."

Before he could finish speaking the Korean language, his head fell heavily on the table again.

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then took off his robe, and patted Han Wenxin's cheek: "Brother Han? Brother Han, wake up soon."

Han Wenxin fell on the table like a dead pig, without any response at all.

"It seems that I'm worrying too much." An Jing shook his head, then smiled and said, "Brother Han, I treat you to dinner? It shouldn't be a problem for you to pay, right?"

As he said that, he took out Han Wenxin's purse in his palm.

Although the price of Wuyang Restaurant is relatively affordable, the two of them drank at least five catties of wine today, plus delicious food on the table.

When Han Wenxin heard that An Jing wanted to treat guests, he was not polite at all. Wuyang Restaurant served all the special dishes, especially the fried kidney. He served three dishes...

Calculated together, it will cost a lot of money.

The moment An Jing picked up the purse, he felt something was wrong, and then he stretched out his palm and turned the purse upside down.

"Crash! Crash!"

Dozens of coins fell into the palm of his hand, not even a tael of silver.

"Fuck! Is this the young master not short of money?!"

An Jing angrily threw his purse on Han Wenxin's head.

........

Yuzhou City, Mazi Lane.

The entire city of Yuzhou fell into a deep sleep and was silent.

"Second watch at Haishi, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft."

At this time, the sound of a watchman's beating came from the laneway.

"Yo, isn't this Dr. An?"

The watchman saw An Jing carrying Han Wenxin in front of him, and hurriedly greeted him.

The manpower of Yuzhou Prefecture is generally divided into three shifts, which are only the division of coarse filtration.

Standing Zaoli: maintain vigilance and order, stand on both sides of the hall during the trial, maintain discipline, escort criminals, execute torture and cane punishment.

Kuaishou of the arresting class: referred to as "catching up quickly", the main county magistrates are on the move, detectives and spies, usually night patrols, and executing summons and arrests when necessary.

Han Wenxin is Kuaishou, and he is also a head catcher among Kuaishou, and he is considered to be in the middle position.

Zhuang Ban Minzhuang: Responsible for guarding key parts such as city gates, yamen, warehouses, and prisons.

The cadavers who inspect the corpses, the wounded workers, the watchmen who watch the night, the dou-level Kuding who take care of the warehouse, the clock and drummer who tell the time, the groom who raises horses, the cook who cooks, etc., are all called yamen servants. .

"Master Han is drunk again?" The watchman glanced at Han Wenxin on the background of An Jing, and he seemed to be accustomed to such things.

"Yes, I'll send him back now." An Jing nodded, and then asked, "Isn't it Haishi yet?"

At Sanmiao Mountain, let's say it was delayed for an hour or two. Logically speaking, it should be almost past Haishi at this time.

"Haishi is almost over." The watchman chuckled and said with a guilty conscience, "Old Jiang from the Sima Supervisor was chatting with me just now, so he wasted time."

An Jing nodded slightly, but secretly said in his heart: Oh no, Haishi is almost over.

Thinking of this, he greeted Han Wenxin and hurried towards Han Wenxin's home.

After passing through Mazi Alley and arriving at Tianxiang Street, An Jing came to Han Wen's new home and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong!"

"You son of a bitch, do you still know how to come back?"

The door opened slowly, and a man in his fifties came out wearing a coat.

The man was tall and burly, with two clusters of white hair on the sideburns, and his eyebrows were [-]% similar to Han Wenxin.

This person is Han Wenxin's father, Han Ju.

Han Ju is the chief catcher of Xiuzhi in Yuzhou City. It is said that Xiuzhi was at the peak of the fifth rank. Han Wenxin was able to become the chief catcher of Yuzhou City at such a young age. Rely on his father.

Wang He's cultivation is also at the fifth rank, but he is younger than Han Ju. He has a slight chance to enter the fourth rank in the future, and Han Ju has retired and has no power, so Wang Zhiping is not afraid of Han Wenxin.

"Uncle Han."

Seeing Han Ju come out, An Jing put Han Wenxin off his back, "Brother Han drank too much today..."

"So it's Dr. An, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Han Ju frowned slightly, then looked at Han Wenxin with hatred, and cursed: "This little bastard doesn't practice hard every day, so he knows to go out to fool around, I might as well shoot him against the wall... ..”

As he said that, Han Ju picked up Han Wenxin like he was picking up a chicken.

An Jing laughed twice beside him.

Since An Jing helped Han Wenxin heal Sima Jian's horse, not only did he have a friendship with Han Wenxin, but the Han family took good care of him.

No matter in the marketplace, in the rivers and lakes or in the temple, a doctor with superb medical skills can handle everything.

Of course, the premise is that without flipping the table.

When the table was lifted, it relied on fists.

Connections are still very empty. When connections are useful, they can reach the sky, but when connections are useless, they are really useless.

An Jing is also familiar with Han Ju, so it is not surprising that he can say such words.

"It's okay, it's getting late, Uncle Han, then I'll go back first." An Jing cupped his fists and prepared to go back.

After all, it was already past Haishi, and it was already very late.

"Wait a moment."

Han Ju hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help shouting.

"Is there anything else for Uncle Han?"

An Jing turned around and looked at Han Ju who was hesitant to speak.

Han Ju chuckled lightly, and said, "Doctor Xiao'an, I heard that you have a pair of medicine, which is very good. I have a friend..."

have a friend! ?

An Jing immediately understood, "Uncle Han, don't worry, I will prepare it for you tomorrow, and then you can send someone to the pharmacy to pick it up."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

When Han Ju heard this, his face blushed.

..........

In Jishi Hall, the candles were flickering, flickering a faint light.

Beside the candlelight, Zhao Qingmeiyu is sewing a winter coat with a needle and thread in her hand.

Tan Yun walked in and said: "Miss, Master has obtained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and now he is preparing to find a place to retreat to recover from his injuries."

Renzong's news spread very quickly, especially the news around Jiangnan Road. At this moment, Li Fuzhou's line had been gradually laid down.

Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, and then continued to sew clothes, "Sanmiao Mountain's energy fluctuates violently. It seems that there are many masters on the mountain tonight. Let's wait until the third master comes back tomorrow morning."

She wasn't surprised that Li Fuzhou had obtained the aura of heaven and earth.

Tan Yun paused, bit his lips and said: "Miss, my uncle has gone out to drink, you might as well rest early today."

Uncle dared to deceive the young lady to go to drink, his courage is getting bigger and bigger, and he is getting fatter......

"He."

Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly, and said in a low voice: "I went out to drink when I went out to drink. Maybe he has something on his mind. I'll ask him when he comes back."

Tan Yun slandered in his heart, what can the stinky uncle have on his mind, I think he is very happy every day, anyway, I don't know what is going on in his mind every day.

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Qingmei raised her head, "Okay, you can go back and rest."

"Yes, ma'am."

Tan Yun stuck out his little tongue, then picked up the little Heizi who was on the ground and walked towards the backyard.

I don't know how long it has passed, but there are footsteps outside the door.

"Tap Tap..."

There was a gleam of light in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and then she put down the winter coat in her hand.

"Ma'am, I'm back."

An Jing straddled the medicine box and walked in through the side door, and took a long breath, "The weather is getting colder and colder."

He knew that Zhao Qingmei still hadn't rested at this late hour and was still waiting for him.

"Why is it so late today? Are you hungry?"

Zhao Qingmei took An Jing's medicine box and said, "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

An Jing nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, put more lard."

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Qingmei smiled, and then walked towards the kitchen.