All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

Jing Zhou settled down, saw his face was pale with cold, and knew clearly: "There is no heating in the guest room, is it too cold?"

The young man pursed his lips, pretending to be disappointed: "What a disappointment."

"What's so disappointing? You said it as if you were willing to let me sleep." Jing Zhou retaliated, warmed the quilt conscientiously and got out of bed, and then used spiritual power to adjust the room temperature to the temperature that the boy likes. "It was my negligence, it should be I'll go and warm your room first."

The quilt warmed up, his purpose was seen through, and the young man lost the interest in entanglement, seeing Jing Zhou leave without any hold back, he just sniffed and said, "Did you go to the bathroom just now?"

"Well, I'm too lazy to ask the buddy to bring hot water, it's convenient to wash by myself." Jing Zhou answered truthfully.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "It took so long to wash, but did you meet some good-looking junior in the bathroom, did you wash your hair?"

"That's right, a group of young monks from the Sun family are all elegant and handsome," Jing Zhou knew that he was teasing himself, and saw the tricks.

The young man clicked his tongue, Jing Zhou continued to suppress his smile and said, "They were discussing about Mr. Gu Qi. I was curious, so I stayed and listened."

The boy also became interested: "What did you hear?"

Jing Zhou then told the young man what he had heard, and finally said jokingly: "If Mr. Gu Qi hadn't been demented and disabled before, I would suspect that he is your old lover."

"Jealous words?" The young man said half-truthfully, "I want to know what it's like to be liked by others, but it's a pity that no one thinks highly of me."

"What nonsense, don't you treat me as a human being?" Jing Zhou rubbed the boy's head, the boy lay down obediently, and he tucked in the blanket, "Go to bed early when you are warm, you have to get up early tomorrow Ask about Jiange."

With that said, he turned around and was about to leave the guest room.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course it's your room." You come to occupy my bed, so why don't I occupy yours?

……

Jing Zhou found that Yu Ci's guest room was more elegant and comfortable than his, and this Mr. Gu Qi was really partial.

He took a few pills of nourishing spirits, sat on the couch to adjust his Qi machine, he restrained his breath and opened his eyes when it was almost dawn, and there were already voices in the corridor.

He exchanged the rest of the affection coins into spirit stones and put them in the storage bag, then got up to change his clothes and wash his hands. When he went downstairs, he glanced at the boy's guest room and paused before calling him.

When they came to the lobby, the twins of the Qi family had packed themselves up, and Jing Zhou glanced around: "Have some breakfast and wait for Xi'er, he slept late last night."

After saying this, Jing Zhou himself felt that something was wrong.

It's as if it's his fault for sleeping late...

Qi Wuwu pressed his head hard, and Qi Wusuo supported his forehead and said, "Master's wife arrived earlier than us, so I went to borrow the kitchen to prepare breakfast."

Jing Zhou paused while serving the tea, then nodded calmly, with joy in his heart.

The boy's cooking skills are advancing by leaps and bounds. A simple pot of pork ribs and taro porridge filled the canteen with aroma. When he served it on the table, monks who were eating big pots of rice all looked sideways and kept asking the waiter why this dish was not on the menu. When Xuan Jishan opened a small stove, he looked at them with jealous eyes.

Jing Zhou is beautiful in his heart, you single dogs without wives, ha.

"Master, I have an idea." Qi Wuwu, who seldom took the initiative to speak, rarely initiated a topic.

"Say." Jing Zhou put down his chopsticks and leaned forward.

"Open a restaurant at the foot of the mountain, and you can make money." Naturally, he was referring to Xuanji City at the foot of Xuanji Mountain.

"I think," Jing Zhou turned his face to look at the boy, "If Xi'er is the head chef, he will definitely be able to make money."

After a pause, he said to himself: "Not only can you make money, but you might also be able to become one of the most famous buildings in the world. Foodies from all walks of life come here admiringly."

Judging from his ability to appreciate delicious food from all over the world, the culinary skills of the little bastard are definitely better than the so-called Michelin stars in this world. Absolutely fire.

Thinking about it, Jing Zhou had the illusion that he was playing a business simulation game.

"I have no problem, but..." the young man looked over, took out a silk cloth and wiped Jing Zhou's mouth, "I'm afraid Brother Zhou will eat it secretly, and the account will not be settled by then."

Jing Zhou: "..." Stealing this word is easily misunderstood.

A few female cultivators who happened to pass by heard it, and their faces turned red. They moved aside as if they had found some treasure and whispered, stomping their feet in excitement.

Qi Wuwu couldn't hear this layer of flirting and scolding, so he nodded in agreement: "It's very possible with Master's appetite."

Qi Wusuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and pinched Qi Wuwu's leg under the table, Qi Wuwu was innocent and dumb: "Brother, did I say something wrong again?"

"Don't talk, drink porridge!"

Jing Zhou smoothed the situation with a smile: "Forget it, forget it, it's too tiring to open a restaurant, Xi'er is not in good health, so don't bother."

The boy's complexion sank slightly: "If there is this opportunity, let's talk about it."

Jing Zhou glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, feeling that he was thinking about something else.

……

There are hundreds of islands all over Yaoguang Sea, and thousands of people from the Ye family have lived in the hundreds of miles of sea area centered on Wenjian Pavilion.

From the inn where they live to the sword-asking pavilion where the sword sale will be held, it is necessary to walk by water. Yaoguang Wharf is full of monks with a slightly lower cultivation base who cannot control the sword. After checking the package ticket, they have to buy a boat ticket. Pay and get on board.

Seeing this, Qi Wusuo curled his lips: "This Ye family is really good at making money, there is nothing on the island that does not charge."

Jing Zhou looked at the time thoughtfully, and it was almost an hour before the sword sale meeting, so he smiled and said: "It's just right, we can also get something out of it."

Qi Wusuo was full of doubts, and Jing Zhou had already walked to the pier to discuss with the monks who were queuing up. The monk pondered for a moment, then smiled, happily took out eighty spirit stones from the storage bag and gave them to him. Jing Zhou.

The two young apprentices stared blankly, the young man understood in an instant, and said to the twins of the Qi family: "Brother Zhou is doing some work."

Qi Wuwei suddenly realized: "Master's meaning, as expected, only my wife can understand."

The corners of Qi Wusuo's lips twitched, his petty actions fell into the young man's eyes, and he said in a neutral tone: "What do you think, Mr. Qi?"

"My junior brother and I are not as sharp as my wife, but—" Qi Wusuo smiled faintly, "Master, it wasn't like that before."

"Before I came to Xuanji Mountain?"

"Yes."

The boy didn't show a smile on his face: "Then, of course I don't know."

Qi Wuwu shrank his head, feeling a sense of tension that he couldn't understand.

Jingzhou's business is booming here, like a black car driver, he promised to fly monks who can't control the sword to Wenjian Pavilion, [-] spirit stones per person, [-] spirit stones cheaper than the official boat ticket.

"Xi'er, I'll take you there first, you and Wuwuwu are waiting outside the Pavilion of Asking the Sword, I'll meet you after a few trips." Qi Wuwu can't control the sword, and Qi Wuzuo's cultivation can only take his younger brother alone Naturally, the boy can only be brought by Jing Zhou himself.

The young man found a corner with few people, and was about to sit down with a silk cloth on his buttocks: "You send them off first, they spent money, it doesn't matter if I go there last."

"Making money is more important than you." Jing Zhou grabbed the young man's wrist, almost forcibly hugged him, and flew directly over the Yaoguang Sea with his sword. dumbfounded.

The young man didn't struggle recklessly, instead he put his hands around Jing Zhou's neck: "You don't do business like this. I'm waiting here, and I'm waiting at Wenjian Pavilion. It doesn't make any difference."

Jing Zhou smiled: "It's a big difference, you will always be the number one with me."

Naturally, he was talking for fun, and it stands to reason that young people should refute something. It would be interesting for the two of them to chatter back and forth, but his sentence "you will always be the first to me" was thrown away, as if nothing came to light. , the boy stopped ringing.

Did he take it seriously?It's okay to take it seriously.Jing Zhou looked at the favorability, but didn't move.

After a while, the young man who was being held in his arms put his head on his shoulder and smiled slightly: "Brother Zhou, you are not allowed to tell others about this in the future."

"Of course not." Jing Zhou agreed without thinking about it.

This time, the favorability finally moved.

When it's time, the enchantment of Wenjian Pavilion is opened, and the princes and fairies of all families line up to enter in an orderly manner.

The towering buildings are hidden in the mist of the sea, surrounded by colorful flags, and the halls built on the mountain are connected by verandas. , a scene of wealth and elegance.

The walls of the main hall are covered with paintings of swordsmiths polishing and smelting divine weapons. The two apprentices who participated in the sword sale meeting for the first time were fascinated by them. Jing Zhou told them to buy whatever they fancy, and don’t Caring about money, after all, money cannot buy happiness.

After the explanation, Jing Zhou explained his purpose to Xiantong, the shopping guide in Wenjian Pavilion. When Xiantong learned that he had come for the Buried Spring Sword, he said, come with me, and led the two of them out of the hall past the bustling monks. Walking around the courtyard covered by flower curtains and vines, I walked to a spacious Accord: "Sect Master Jing, because there are too many buyers for the Buried Spring Sword, according to the rules of the Wenjian Pavilion, we have to auction it, and the highest bidder will get it. I hope you will forgive me." .”

"it is good."

"Participants in the auction need to make a deposit of [-] spirit stones first."

"...Okay." Under the guidance of Xiantong, Jing Zhou and the boy sat down in the cubicle on the second floor. After a while, Xiantong served tea. Jing Zhou understood the rules and gave a tip.

"What is the expected price in Brother Zhou's mind?"

Jing Zhou took a sip of tea: "I haven't thought about it."

The young man's hand holding the teacup paused, and then he smiled: "Is it inevitable?"

"Yeah, after all, what I promised you, I have to do what I say, and I will still bid."

"What should I do if I take a picture? If there is no money, it will be voided."

"I use this identity, and Xuanji Mountain is mortgaged, are you still afraid that I will run away? No, the money will be paid back slowly."

The boy's expression froze, he pondered for a moment and shook his head: "There is one thing I don't understand."

Jing Zhou put down the teacup: "What?"

"Since you have the determination to go all the way, you will buy me the Buried Sword at any cost," the young man paused, his sharp gaze falling on Jing Zhou's face like an arrow, as if he wanted to see through him, "But you didn't even ask?" Why do you have to use this sword instead of me?"

Jing Zhou looked back at him, thinking, isn't this nonsense?

If the daughter-in-law wants to buy something, and the husband doesn't know each other, he will chase after him and ask why he bought it. Naturally, it is as long as the daughter-in-law is happy, and he doesn't care what the reason is.