Daoist, I am married

The wooden door made a slight sound, and a white figure flashed into the room, looking at the person who was deeply asleep in the bathtub and shaking his head gently.

When Jin Ze woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed fully clothed, and looking under the bed, the big bathtub was no longer there.

"???" He obviously fell asleep in a daze last night, so who gave him the clothes?

He thought of the missing tub, waiter?The store is pretty thoughtful.

When I opened the door, I met Ming Cong coming out of another room.

"Did Grandpa reply the message?" Ming Cong asked.

Jin Ze shook his head: "Not yet."

The two went to have breakfast together.

Bai Yiyi's message came during the middle of breakfast.

The young eagle squatted on the table and opened its mouth: "I didn't expect that after so many years, their husband and wife still have such virtues. I think my treasure is of no use to them, and they still don't let it go. It was originally my thing and I returned it to you." Can't take it back? What's the point!"

After talking nonsense for a while as usual, Bai Yiyi finally got to the point.

"Back then when I was passing by here, I met two people pointing their noses and scolding each other. They were happy to see them, but they actually started to fight directly. That guy, that girl is so savage, she took such a thick rattan stick to someone's face Smoke, I was so scared that I hurriedly found something to let them extinguish the fire."

"I got it by accident in Qingluo. After refining it a little bit, I named it You Shanshu. It has no other use, but reading it can clear your mind and reduce your anger. It's just right to give it to these two. I don't know what the effect will be after that, but judging by the posture you mentioned, it doesn't work."

Ming Cong: "...It sounds like the Prajna Meditation Sutra that was lost many years ago."

This... the treasure I was looking for was still Qingluo's, and it was refined by Baiyi privately into his own thing. Just when he wanted to draw a line, he found that he owed others more. Jinze felt a little embarrassed hot.

Bai Yiyi continued: "Words are useless, just outsmart. We will take a few days to send it back to him after stealing it. If I can't find so many fairy-level artifacts for a while, who cares about a broken book... ..."

Kanazawa didn't want to hear what Baiyi said next.

Outsmart, steal, break books...

What he might have misunderstood about outwitting.

With a general understanding, the two led the horse and headed to the mountain again.

Before noon, the sun was already very hot. Jinze was still fanning the fan with his bamboo hat on. Suddenly, a cool breeze passed by. Jinze looked back, and he saw the yellow sand coming from the sky.

In a hurry, he clamped the horse's belly and urged it to gallop forward, but he still couldn't run over the wind and sand.

A stream of cool sand wrapped around Jinze with branches of various unknown crops.

"Hmm." Jin Ze hurriedly held his breath, but was still choked to death.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The gust of wind passed, and Jin Ze's body was covered with sand and various withered grass leaves.

He took off the bamboo hat, shook it, and shook off half a bag of sand.

Ming Cong on the side was not much better than Jin Ze, but his expression was full of embarrassment, and he was at a loss and guilty when he looked closely.

"Sorry." Ming Cong dismounted and gave Jin Ze a tactic, his face full of apology.

Kanazawa looked at him inexplicably.

"Cough," Ming Cong cleared his throat with a light cough, "I forgot how yellow sand is here..."

Jin Ze understood, so he said, this wind is too evil, it is so hot, even if there is wind, it is hot wind mixed with billowing heat, how could there be such a cool wind suddenly.

Looking at the person in front of him like this, he knew that he was the one who attracted the wind talisman.

After receiving the handed water, Kanazawa rinsed his mouth, shook out his bamboo hat, and continued on his way.

Ming Cong followed unhurriedly behind him.

Jin Ze clutched his chest and murmured to himself, can he stop the pain, can he have some future.

Coming to a familiar place, the originally closed door has been opened.

Luying was squatting at the door cooking, and several children were chattering and frolicking around her.

"Mom, what's for dinner today?" A naked little black egg asked.

"Mother, brother hit me!" The little girl I met complained.

"Mom, I didn't!" Another boy who was shorter immediately retorted loudly.

"Niuniu, don't bully the second younger brother, don't interfere with mother's cooking." A boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old reprimanded in a loud voice.

"Ah, brother, you knocked down my little house!" The wobbly and still milky little girl shouted dissatisfied.

Then the fifteen or sixteen boys clumsily began to rebuild the house for their sister.

Just as she was about to ask Luying, who seemed calm at the moment, the small wooden door across the street creaked open.

The shirtless man came out with a kettle, sat on the threshold, and looked over here.

"Niu Niu!" Lu Ying called out.

"Hey!"

"Go and get the bowl, we're eating braised pork trotters today!" Luying said loudly, afraid that the other side might not hear her.

"Okay!" Five or six children happily ran into the house, and a group of children rushed out after a while.

Jin Ze blinked and counted, fourteen, twice as much as before, can this child change?

Seeing that these children are all alive and kicking, chattering, and their appearance is somewhat similar, Jin Ze understands that these are the group of hard-working "bastards".

But seeing how the couple quarreled like this, they could still have so many children, Jin Ze couldn't understand it for a while.

It's just that others are already planning to eat, and they don't know whether it's breakfast or lunch, and the two of them are standing not far away for a while, and they are in a dilemma.

Over there, Luying lifted the lid of the pot, and white mist came out of the pot, followed by the strong aroma of braised pig's trotters.

"Come on, one for each person." Lu Ying said, picking up a small whole pig's trotter and putting it in the bowl of the youngest sister, "Be careful, let your second brother blow it up for you, don't let him steal it."

The older children started to fish in the pot by themselves.

Luying yelled at the side to maintain order: "Tianxi, you take the biggest one, the second one, and give the big one to your brother."

After finally grabbing the biggest dick, he shrugged and gave up the bowl to the eldest brother.

The boss scratched his head, returned the pig's trotter, and whispered to him, "Give it to me if you can't finish it."

It took a long time for the whole family to share the meals, and Jinze's legs were numb from standing all day, so the children were satisfied with holding bowls and squatting at the door to eat according to their mother's instructions.

The fire demon at the opposite door shook the kettle and drank water.

"Hey, it's over there." Lu Ying looked at this side, and shouted at Jin Ze and the others, "Hurry up? Do you want some?"

Many unknown chivalrous men would choose some challenging places to travel to improve their status in the world. She regarded them as expeditions.

Jin Ze hesitated for a moment, Ming Cong had already stepped forward a few steps and talked to Lu Ying.

"What are you doing?" Luying's voice became sharp.

Ming Cong said a few more words.

Luying raised her eyebrows and said in a sharp voice, "It's not with me, who knows which bastard it is with."

The "bastard" who drank water at the door paused, and said, "Yes, it's right there with the bastard."

Kanazawa: "???" The couple...

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Lu Ying rolled her eyes, took a spoon and scooped it into the pot again: "Oh, I made too much rice today, if you two knights don't mind, let's eat some more together."

Kanazawa: "No." We just ate.

"You're welcome, come here, Tianxi, go get a stool and set the door for the two uncles." Luying said, filled a large pig's trotter and handed it to Mingcong, and then pulled Jinze to the side of the pot, "Look , are all fresh trotters. They have been cooked for a long time, and the ingredients are all high-quality. Try this soup, it will definitely be served with rice. What do you think of this? Is it too small? I will pick another one for you Big one."

Tianxi put down the bowls and chopsticks and went into the room to get a stool.

Looking at the spoon that was about to hit his face, Jin Ze leaned back a few steps and said, "...No, just, this little one can..."

The fire demon who drank cold water at the opposite door gurgled and drank a pot of water.

Jin Ze sat on the stool he brought along, Ming Cong sat in a row with a group of children, staring at the fire demon opposite him without saying a word.

It's a weird development... what are they doing here?

Over there, Luying also sat in the middle with a bowl and started to eat. While eating, she asked the children in a loud voice, "Is the food delicious today?"

While grilling the rice, the children replied one sentence at a time: "Sweet!"

Jin Ze ate a mouthful of rice under the performance of the family, not to mention, it was really delicious.He turned to look at Ming Cong beside him.

Ming Cong is also looking at him.

Just about to turn away, Ming Cong said, "Don't move."

Jin Ze paused, and Ming Cong reached out and pinched his mouth: "There are rice grains."

Jinze turned his head, his ears turned red.

He heard a soft sigh in his ear, and then the voices of the people around him sounded.

[At present, we can only find a way to make the husband and wife reconcile. Only when we calm down can we have a good talk with us. 】

Otherwise, if you continue with this posture, your brain will be dazzled by anger, and you won't have the time to think about other things.

Jin Ze coughed lightly and took a bite of rice.

[Then, how do you persuade them to make peace? 】

What are you kidding, he can't figure out his own emotional problems, so he still wants to persuade others?

【We can do this. 】

......

Over there, Luying and a group of kids changed their old father's stomach for cold water angrily, and after the meal was finished, they started rushing to the sink to wash the dishes.

"Don't play with water, waste a drop and go sleep with the bastard tonight."

"I want to sleep with daddy!" Little Heipi raised his hand, naturally bringing his dad into the role of bastard.

Undoubtedly, Luying reprimanded her: "Your father died 800 years ago! You started to play tricks after eating my food, just like your bastard father!"

Xiao Heipi curled his lips, picked his nostrils and continued to line up.

An angry voice interrupted the children's washing dishes.

"Say it again!" Jin Ze pulled out the bright onion and pointed at him.

Ming Cong looked up at him with a sad look: "I, I said, let's separate for a while."