The fairy is fierce

The sky is bright and the drizzle has not stopped outside the window.

There was a faint scent of charm lingering in the quiet room, and the night's breathing had just ended.

Zuo Lingquan leaned on the bed and turned his head to look at Wu Qingwan who was lying on his arm.

After being tortured all night, Wu Qingwan's physique was reduced to a ball of cotton. She narrowed her eyes and panted slightly. Although her expression was still that of a teacher, she no longer had the energy to struggle.

Perhaps because she realized that she was being stared at all the time, Wu Qingwan rested for a while, her thoughts slowly recovered, she turned over and faced the back of the bed, leaving him with a smooth back, and said softly:

"Ling Quan, I've satisfied you, now it's time to calm down. From now on... you're not allowed to do that again."

Although he still resisted, his tone was obviously not as tough as the first time.

Zuo Lingquan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but he was actually quite touched. Yesterday, Wu Qingwan was really submissive. She didn't resist no matter how extreme her behavior was. She just bit her fingers and closed her eyes to accept it. Occasionally she would adjust her position to make him kiss more comfortably. Her comforting intention was self-evident.

Zuo Lingquan's unrestrained youthful spirit was naturally suppressed a lot after careful care. He sat up, put the thin quilt on Wu Qingwan's shoulders, and put on a serious expression:

"Senior Wu, Jiang Yi said that he is going to see the Emperor of Dayan. I will go back to Qinghe County and say goodbye to my family. When I come back, we will go to Dayan together."

Wu Qingwan had already heard Jiang Yi talk about this idea. She turned around and said softly:

"Once you leave seclusion, no one knows what opportunities you will encounter. You may not have time to come back, and you don't know how long you will be out. You can stay at home for a few more days to avoid leaving for more than ten or even decades. My parents miss me.”

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled: "I will definitely come back. If my parents are not traveling far away, there is no reason to go there for a lifetime.

Wu Qingwan was just a young person on the spiritual path and knew little about these things. She just nodded softly and stood up to see him off.

After a while.

Zuo Lingquan put on a green shirt, hung a 'heroine pig-headed man' jade pendant on his waist, carried a scabbard, and walked out of the small courtyard next to the cold pool.

It was still early, so the disciples all went to the square in front of the temple. There was no one in the bamboo forest. Jiang Yi wanted to go back to hand over the matter, so she returned to the capital in the middle of the night in the rain.

Zuo Lingquan came outside Tang Jingxun's yard. The little bird dumpling flapped its wings and flew onto his shoulder. Its furry head rubbed against his neck, and it still held a small beetle in its claws.

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless and touched the dumpling: "This is my spiritual pet. I can't eat it. I will find you some real treasures from heaven and earth to eat when I go out. Be good."

With that said, he took off the little bug and put it into the porcelain bottle.

Tang Jingxun always got up early and was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw Zuo Lingquan coming over, she walked out with hot porridge, took a look at her outfit, and said curiously:

"Xiao Zuo, are you ready to go out?"

Zuo Lingquan came to the room and sat down, picking up the bowls and chopsticks handed over to him:

"I'll be back for a few days. I'll be back in a few days. Sister Tang, do you want to go to the four southern counties with us?"

Tang Jingxuan had lived in the capital since she was a child, and she really wanted to go out for a walk, but she had the nerve to go home with Zuo Lingquan.

Tang Jingxuan frowned and smiled angrily:

"I'm not one of you. Why did I run home with you? Your Highness found out and had to confiscate my property."

Zuo Lingquan just said it casually, smiled, and started eating breakfast together.

Qihuang Valley has changed its appearance. Today, the foreign elders who were surprised to come to the terrace came. The disciples in the valley stayed in the square to welcome them in the rain. Even the two casual cultivators who came to seek the position of worshipers stood outside the main hall and waited, their arms swollen. The bandaged Cheng Jiujiang was attentive and polite.

After Zuo Lingquan finished his meal, he also took a look around the square. However, his injuries suddenly recovered as before. It was difficult to explain his sudden appearance, and he just watched from a distance in a low-key manner.

Zuo Lingquan used to yearn to walk with a sword, so he paid special attention to the next two monks who came to wield a sword. Two monks with a half-step Youhuang, a man and a woman, they thought they were a Taoist couple; they were both older. , I think it’s a monk who has stagnated in his realm and is not doing very well outside.

There are various items that can be seen between the two people, and there is obviously no storage bag; the man is carrying a long sword that is all red. It is very beautiful, but it has no blade, so it is probably a flying sword that can only be used for flying; the woman is special after all. , carrying a lyre on his back. The pattern carved on the head of the lyre is similar to that of the flying sword. It is probably also used to fly in the air.

In addition, both of them had katama medals hanging on their waists. They looked like a couple, but they were not sect waist medals.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought it was a token of love, but he soon saw that the jade plaque on the man's waist lit up, and then the man picked up the jade plaque, walked to an open space in the corner of the main hall, and put the jade plaque in his hands. Put the cards to your ears:

"Hello... hello? This place is a bit out of the way. The barren mountains block the Tian Escape Tower on Jing Terrace. I can't hear you clearly... After you enter the pass, go south along the river... Right..."? ?

Zuo Lingquan's head was covered with black lines, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. After holding back for a long time, he secretly said: "Is this the immortal?"

But when I thought that the other party was just a monk at the eighth level of Linggu, I felt relieved.

Last time the ancestor of Yunshui Jiantan shouted in the sky from thousands of miles away, he was probably considered a true immortal.

After Zuo Lingquan sighed secretly for a moment, he didn't stay any longer, took out the big black horse that was almost fat, and slowly left Qihuang Valley holding an umbrella.

Qihuang Valley is overcrowded inside, not to mention Qihuang Town outside.

In addition to the lower-level monks who came to make pilgrimages, the people of the surrounding counties and prefectures also came over after hearing that the "immortals had descended to the earth", burning incense and praying for blessings in the town; some gentry even built two ancestral halls in the town and were making golden statues of the two immortals.

Although Zuo Lingquan was dissatisfied with the behavior of the ancestors of Tietou Mansion, it was a personal grudge. From the perspective of the people of Dadan, the two ancestors did not harm innocent people, and they also brought great blessings to Dadan, indirectly stabilizing the court, opening up the trade route, and driving the surrounding tourism economy. The people can really afford the incense and offerings.

Zuo Lingquan clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, so he naturally would not go to dismantle other people's golden bodies. After taking a few glances at the statue of the woman in the golden skirt that was almost completed, he drove his horse to Donghua City, more than 20 miles away.

It was early spring in February when I came, and the city was still full of mist and rain when I returned.

After more than a month of reconstruction, most of the houses in Linhefang on the bank of Bailu River have been restored. A brand new little wine shop appeared on the street again, but unfortunately there was no wine banner hanging on it, and there was no young wine girl who stood in a daze at the door with her arms folded every day. There was only a plaque of "Tang's Wine Shop" written by Zuo Lingquan himself, hanging on the door.

People were coming and going on the street. Old Zhang, with a sword on his waist, smacked his lips when he walked past the wine shop. It was obvious that the alcohol bug in his stomach was starting to work again; behind him was a little constable, who was looking at the river suspiciously, probably because he heard about the tragedy of his predecessor.

However, with the transformation of Qihuang Valley, there should never be any more beasts around the capital.

After Zuo Lingquan looked at the place where the dream began, he came to the dock with an oil-paper umbrella and waited for the boat to ferry people.

There were many black-sailed boats on the river. A boatman used a bamboo pole to pull the boat over and said with a smile:

"Sir, are you ready to leave? How was your trip in the capital?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled and nodded:

"I gained a lot."

"That's good. Sir, you are a capable person with a good heart. In fact, you should go out. To be honest, there is nothing to see in our small piece of land in Dan."

"No matter how big the outside world is, it is still outside. There is only one home. You have to return to your roots. How can you be a wanderer for life?"

"That's true."

...

Zuo Lingquan chatted for a while, stepped onto the black-sailed boat, and stood at the bow with an umbrella.

The black-sailed boat slowly left the shore and headed for the Linhefang Water Gate. Just after walking a short distance, a woman in a red dress appeared on the street.

Zuo Lingquan looked around and raised his hand to let the boatman dock.

Jiang Yi, who was standing on the shore, had just received a message from Wu Qingwan, and even put aside the handover and ran over from the palace.

However, Jiang Yi would not show these thoughts. Seeing Zuo Lingquan coming over, she probably wanted to "kiss goodbye" or something, so she quickly raised her hand to signal:

"Let's go. I came here just to see how Linhefang is being rebuilt, not to see you off."

Still with a little tsundere look.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the bow of the boat, showing a bright smile:

"Understood, goodbye, Princess."

Jiang Yi's expression was serious, as if she was just passing by.

But her almond-like eyes were always on the bow, until the young man in green with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand went down with the waves and disappeared into the end of the rain curtain...

(End of this volume)——

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