Ex-wife villain

Jiang Shouzhong took a bath again, and when he was getting ready to go to bed, Yan Changqing came back. Behind him was a young Taoist priest with an extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance.

"Brother Ginger!"

With tears in his eyes, the young Taoist priest rushed forward and hugged Jiang Shouzhong, as if he were seeing a long-lost relative, "From the moment I first saw Brother Jiang, I knew that you were destined to be stepped on by me in this life." Underfoot!"

Jiang Shouzhong's face turned black.

He pushed the other person away, his eyes full of caution, "Are you here to steal the Daomen Hetu?"

"Rob?"

Feng Yichen said angrily, "Do you think I am a robber? Or do you think I am a beggar? I just want to get back what belongs to me! And you, my friend, you are the real robber .”

"Okay, let's get down to business!"

Yan Changqing kicked Feng Yichen on the butt angrily.

The brand new Taoist robe suddenly had an extra footprint.

Feng Yichen's face was full of resentment. Seeing that the other party was about to raise his foot again, he was so frightened that he hurriedly told everything about the Daomen River Map.

After listening to Feng Yichen's story, Jiang Shouzhong looked at Yan Changqing, who was sitting idle, "Do you really need Daozu's approval?"

Yan Changqing nodded lightly, "I heard his third uncle said that both Yin and Yang talismans are sword spirits. If you only use them for practice, there is no need to test them. But if you want to turn them into weapons, you must get the approval of Taozu. .”

Seeing that Jiang Shouzhong was still a little confused, Yan Changqing briefly explained,

"Sword cultivators can practice natal swords, but only one. And you are born with two natal swords in your body, and they will not hurt your body. If you can make them leave the body and turn into swords, their power will be extraordinary. "

Sword Spirit...

Jiang Shouzhong gently touched the Dantian area of ​​his abdomen and stared at Feng Yichen, "So I need to go to Zhenxuan Mountain?"

"no, I'm fine."

Feng Yichen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I have already sent a message to Zhenxuan Mountain to engrave the remains of a Taoist ancestor's spirit body. So you don't need to follow me to Zhenxuan Mountain. When the spirit body arrives in a few days, Test it here.”

Can that thing be engraved?

Jiang Shouzhong's eyes were opened.

Yan Changqing, who was a little worried in his heart, reminded: "Jiang Mo, you don't have to accept the test and don't let the sword spirit come out of your body. Anyway, when you get up to cultivation, there are many magical weapons in the world for you to use."

Jiang Shouzhong understood Yan Changqing's concerns and thought deeply without saying a word.

After thinking seriously for a long time, Jiang Shouzhong asked Feng Yichen a very important question, "If I pass the Dao Ancestor's initiation and approval, will you Zhenxuan Mountain continue to rob the Daomen River Map?"

Feng Yichen shook his head, "Even Dao Ancestor has admitted it, so how can we have the courage to fight for it?"

"I accept the test."

Jiang Shouzhong said in a deep voice.

Is it difficult to make a corpse react?

It's okay to fake corpses.

Jiang Shouzhong has a very open-minded mind. Even if he is unlucky and fails to make the corpse react, he does not care whether he will lose the Daomen River Map.

Originally, this was an unexpected windfall, so I just pretended that I had never received it.

"Have courage."

Feng Yichen smiled brightly and extended his thumb.

"But..." Jiang Shouzhong added, "I need you to do something for me now."

"Brother Jiang, just ask."

"You help me keep an eye on a person. You don't have to do anything, just keep an eye on him. In addition, I also want to borrow your magical power."

-

Knowing that his cousin would be returning home the day after tomorrow, Zhang Yunwu went to the market and bought a duck for his wife to stew as a farewell meal.

Zhang Yunwu was not very impressed by this distant cousin.

Back then, I followed my mother to visit my distant uncle in Mozhou. He made a lot of money in the cloth business, and his cousin was also a talented person and extremely handsome. When the two of them stand together, he looks more like a bumpkin.

At that time, my uncle was very cold to the family and didn't even give them a meal.

Zhang Yunwu was a little resentful at first, but his mother comforted him and said that it was very emotional to let poor relatives into the house. Many people would not even let you in, so don't bear grudges against others for no reason.

Nearly ten years have passed in a flash.

The cousin is still handsome and rich, and he still looks like a bumpkin.

But compared to the coldness of his uncle back then, this distant cousin was very friendly. At least he came specifically to visit his mother. Compared with other relatives, Zhang Yunwu felt very warm.

After dinner, Jiang Qing took the initiative to help Zhang's mother make medicinal soup.

After telling stories with Zhang Yue'er for a while, Jiang Qing pretended to be careless and said, "I heard that there will be a grand Buddha bathing event hosted by Wuchan Temple at Huailan Lake in the capital tomorrow night."

"Buddha bathing event?"

Wen Zhaodi blinked in confusion.

Jiang Qing hummed, helped Zhang Yue'er peel a candy chestnut, and said:

"Wuchen Temple holds a grand gathering every few years, and Master Du'e seems to be here this time. Many people plan to go there to soak up the Buddha's aura and pray for their families.

I was originally leaving tomorrow. When I heard about such a grand event, I planned to stay a day to pray for my family, hoping to keep them safe. "

After hearing the word "prayer", Zhang Yunwu opened his eyes and said, "Then I will go too and pray for my mother."

The filial Lao Zhang completely forgot about Jiang Shouzhong's instructions to stay at home.

"it is good."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, and deliberately asked Wen Zhaodi, "Isn't my cousin going?"

Wen Zhaodi glanced at the boiling medicinal soup in the kitchen and said with a gentle smile: "I won't go. I will stay at home to take care of my mother-in-law. Let Brother Wu take Yue'er with him, too. This girl has been bored these days, so go out Take some time to relax.”

Zhang Yueer jumped up and down with joy when she heard that she was going to the event.

Jiang Qing, who was about to persuade Zhang Yunwu to bring his daughter, heard this, the smile on his face became thicker, he also saved his words, and thought to himself: "God really wants to help me."

He glanced at Wen Zhaodi's plump body from the corner of his eyes, and his belly felt hot.

Tomorrow night, I will bring trouble to my sister-in-law.

My conscience is really uneasy.

-

In a trance, a new day has arrived.

The ruby-like disk of the rising sun slowly rises from the horizon, and the red waves of rays create a spectacle of ripples, creating a unique scene.

Perhaps because Wuchan Temple was hosting a grand Buddha bathing event, the capital city seemed to be covered with a layer of peaceful Buddha light as it bathed in the rays of light, causing many Buddhist devotees to kneel down and worship at Huailan Lake early in the morning.

Nearing midnight in the evening, Zhang Yunwu set off with his daughter.

Because Zhang Yunwu had difficulty with his legs and feet, Jiang Qing specially found a carriage. This made Zhang Yunwu feel embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but seeing his daughter's excitement, he accepted the other party's kindness.

"Cousin, let's go then."

Jiang Qingjun, dressed in a white shirt, came out of the dust, got on the carriage and waved to Wen Zhaodi,

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Yue'er and my cousin. Oh, by the way, don't waste that bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup. I bought the raw materials from Yangfeizhai. It can moisturize the skin. My cousin will be better in the future. I miss you more and more."

Wen Zhaodi's eyes turned into crescent moons, she smiled and nodded, "Yes, I understand."

She walked to the car window and looked at her daughter who was jumping for joy, and warned her with a straight face: "Yue'er, you must follow your father closely when you go to Huailan Lake. Don't run around, and don't let your father buy you food. Listen. Have you arrived yet?"

"Oh, I understand, mother."

Zhang Yue'er immediately calmed down and nodded obediently. I thought my father wouldn’t buy it, but my cousin would buy it for me.

Watching the carriage drive slowly away, Wen Zhaodi turned around and entered the house.

After cleaning up the house briefly, she remembered the Tremella and lotus seed soup that Jiang Qing had personally cooked for her in the kitchen, and the woman filled a bowl of it.

The soup is slightly sweet, with a hint of medicinal aroma.

"Does it really nourish your skin?"

The woman touched her cheek and filled another bowl.

……

Outside the alley next to Zhao Wancang's house, Jiang Shouzhong watched the carriage leave and said secretly: "It seems that it will be tonight."

"There's obviously something wrong with the soup, why don't you stop it?"

Feng Yichen beside him asked with a frown.

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "You continue to guard and don't do anything. I'll go find the leader. Whether we can succeed or not depends on tonight."