Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 116 Shen Qingyi is angry (22)

As soon as these words came out, all the wives and concubines looked at Chen An.

While drinking the porridge, Chen An said, "Don't even look at me, just drink the porridge, and just wait for the people from the Chihuo Gang to collect the protection fee."

Hearing this, the wives and concubines all looked away and ate breakfast in silence.

About half an hour passed.

There was a shout outside the house.

"Fellow Taoists who live in House No. 8 in South Lane, please come out and pay the protection fee!"

House No. 8, South Lane.

This is the house where Chen An's family lives.

"I'm going to pay the asylum fee."

"Pill Master Chen, I will go with you."

"okay."

Soon, both of them got up and walked outside the house.

After a while.

There was only a creak.

The yard gate opened.

Immediately, the members of the Chihuo Gang who came into Chen An and Shen Qingyi's eyes were a male cultivator who looked a little too ugly.

None of the facial features can be seen, and the face is covered with pockmarks, which is very ugly.

This male cultivator didn't hide his strength, and his cultivation base as high as the third level of foundation building could be seen at a glance.

"My surname is Chen. The old Chen is an alchemist. I don't know how you call it?"

Chen An took out 2 mid-grade spirit stones and handed them to the male cultivator, while asking with a kind smile.

The male cultivator took the Lingshi and said indifferently: "Let me introduce myself. I am the steward who is responsible for providing shelter to the residents of Nanxiang and collecting shelter fees. My surname is Gao, and Gao Shan is Gao. From now on, you can call me a senior steward."

"It turned out to be a high-level official. The law and order in Baicao Lane is average. In the future, the high-level official will have to take care of him."

Chen An was very good at being a man. As soon as he spoke, he took out a bottle of Xiaohuandan from the storage bag, and handed it to the senior executive in front of him with a smile.

The senior officer took the medicine bottle and opened it, and found that it contained a second-order elixir. After Xiao Huan Dan, his originally indifferent face was instantly covered with a smile.

"Pill Master Chen, not bad, very good."

"Just now, along the way, I almost never met a few who are refreshing, let alone express themselves."

"If only the residents in Baicao Lane were as good at life as you are."

"If you encounter any difficulties here in the future, just tell me, and I will help if I can."

The executive said with enthusiasm, which was in stark contrast to the indifferent face just now.

After speaking, he left quickly and went to the next family to collect asylum fees.

Chen An was not in a hurry to go back to the house, but just stood at the door and watched the senior executives go to other houses to collect money.

The same is true for Shen Qingyi at the side.

In front of the next residents of Baicao Lane, the executives were not as easy to talk to as when they faced Chen Anshi just now.

When encountering those who are not happy to pay money, they will be scolded at least, and beaten at worst, which is very cruel.

When encountering those who had no money to pay, they were dragged out of the house to the alleyway outside, and beaten violently in front of all the residents.

After finishing the work, they have to take people away, saying that they will be taken to the Sanmai Building as coolies.

Chen An knew that the high-ranking official had shown such brutality on purpose, in order to warn the residents of Nanxiang so that he could collect money later.

There are three fires for new officials to take office, which is nothing more than this reason.

Seeing the scene of senior officials oppressing the residents, Shen Qingyi committed the old habit of being jealous of the evil again, and once wanted to draw his sword and rush to punish the rape and eliminate the evil.

Fortunately, Chen An was by her side and stopped her mindless impulsive behavior in time.

The Chihuo Gang had just settled down in Baicao Lane, and they were worried that no one would be able to stand up to them.

If Shen Qingyi dared to make a move, he would definitely be caught by the Chihuo gang afterwards to make an example of others, and beheaded in public as a negative example to intimidate everyone.

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time flies.

In a blink of an eye.

Half a month has passed.

At this time, Wen Zhiyun was already ten months pregnant, but her stomach showed no signs of giving birth.

yard.

Wen Zhiyun looked down at her swollen belly, and said with worry on her face, "Husband, I have been pregnant for ten months, why is the baby in my stomach still not moving, is there any problem?"

"Yun'er, don't worry, my husband has already checked with his spiritual sense, and the child in my stomach is developing very well, and it is estimated that it will be born soon."

Chen An comforted her softly.

But in fact, he is also a little worried now, afraid that his tsundere concubine will be pregnant with Nezha, which will last for three and a half years.

Song Huaying, who was sitting in front of the house teaching her daughter how to play the piano, also comforted her when she heard the sound: "Sister Wen, don't worry, you are a fairy. It is normal for you to conceive a little longer than an ordinary girl. The longer you conceive, the better the talent of your child will be."

"Silly couple, how can there be such a saying, fairies are also human beings, and they are no different from ordinary people when it comes to pregnancy, otherwise they will go against the sky and give birth to freaks."

Wen Zhiyun said with a smile.

When Song Huaying heard this, she immediately said "Bah, bah, bah," and then said: "Sister Wen, don't talk nonsense, you must be pregnant with a fairy fetus, so you won't be a freak."

"You girl is very superstitious."

Wen Zhiyun walked up to Song Huaying, touched her forehead with a smile and said.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen An couldn't help but smile.

These two people are usually called sisters, but at this moment, the tone of the arrogant concubine talking to the little wife sounds like a mother talking to her daughter, which is quite out of harmony.

But after thinking about it, I felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

After all, according to the current age of the two, the arrogant concubine who is almost forty years old can indeed be the mother of the young wife who is not yet twenty years old.

Thinking of this, Chen An's eyes could not help but fall on Shen Qingyi who was sitting under the tree chatting with Gu Xinyue on the other side, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

Shen Qingyi is now fifty-five years old, judging from the culture of early birth and early childbearing in this era, she is already old enough to be Wen Zhiyun's mother.

But now, Song Huaying, who is less than 20, Wen Zhiyun, who is less than 40, and Shen Qingyi, who is 55, are usually called sisters, which is really weird.

"Nothing is bad in the world of cultivating immortals, but there is one good thing. No matter how old a woman is, as long as she is a cultivator, she can always maintain her youthful appearance."

Chen An sighed silently in his heart.

...

Before I knew it, another half month had passed.

This morning, Wen Zhiyun was really anxious.

She sat on the edge of the bed in her room, and asked Chen An with a very worried face: "Husband, I have been pregnant for ten and a half months, why is the child in my stomach still not moving?"

"Use your spiritual sense to help me investigate again!"

"Okay, let me check again."

As Chen An spoke, he radiated his consciousness, penetrated into Wen Zhiyun's stomach, and probed the child in her belly.

After some investigation.

The result is the same as before.

The child is fine and healthy.

But somehow, there was no sign of giving birth.

This is so weird.

"Husband, what happened?"

Wen Zhiyun asked anxiously.

Chen An comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, the baby in my stomach is fine, Yun'er doesn't have to worry too much, just wait a little longer and let nature take its course, the baby will be born soon."

"I hope so."

Wen Zhiyun looked at her big belly, Liu Mei kept frowning and never let go, feeling very worried.

At this time, it was the same as last month.

The voice of the leader of the Chihuo Gang sounded from the Sanmai Tower.

The sound is extremely penetrating, spreading throughout the entire Baicao Lane like ripples in water.

"All the residents of Baicao Lane, the one-month period has come, please consciously prepare the asylum fee and wait at home, a manager will come to collect it soon!"

Chen An ignored the voice.

Seeing Wen Zhiyun's sad face, he decided to calm her down.

Mo about half an hour later.

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification +3] x5

Chen An sat with his back on the head of the bed, looked down at Wen Zhiyun who was nestled in his arms, and asked her softly, "Yun'er, do you feel better?"

"Well, much better."

Wen Zhiyun's face was still a little flushed.

Chen An kissed her, and said slowly: "The steward who is in charge of collecting the money from the Chihuo Gang should be here soon, so go out for a while for your husband, and you should rest in your room."

After finishing speaking, he quickly got out of bed and went to the yard outside.

As soon as he arrived, the voice of a senior official sounded outside the yard.

"Pill Master Chen, come out and pay the money!"

The voice just fell.

Chen An opened the gate of the yard with a creak, handed over the two prepared middle-grade spirit stones, and said with a kind smile: "Executive, long time no see."

"It's okay, I can see you every month from now on."

The senior executive no longer had the enthusiasm of last month, took the Lingshi handed over, left such a sentence, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Chen An couldn't help frowning slightly.

This high-ranking official seems to have a big appetite and is insatiable.

I gave him a bottle of Xiaohuandan last month, and I greeted him with a smile.

I didn't give it this month, so I looked indifferent.

It's a bit tricky.

"Pill Master Chen, what's wrong?"

Shen Qingyi didn't know when she came out of the room, seeing Chen An frowning slightly, she couldn't help asking.

Chen An didn't want to talk to the overly jealous Shen Qingyi, lest she get sick and draw her sword again, so she just said lightly: "It's okay."

Seeing that Chen An didn't want to talk about it, Shen Qingyi didn't bother to ask more questions.

He just stood silently with Chen An, watching the scene of senior executives collecting money from door to door in the alleyway.

At this time, the senior executive collected the protection fee and received it at the door of a widow's house.

The widow lived not far from Chen An's house, only one or two hundred meters away.

Quite beautiful, no children.

He makes a living by selling spiritual fruits, and the economic situation is not so good.

The asylum fee of up to 2 middle-grade spirit stones per month is a bit stressful for her.

Now I'm living off my savings.

Once the savings are used up one day, they will not be able to pay the protection fee at all.

Therefore, from the day the Red Fire Gang announced that they would be stationed in Baicao Lane, this widow has already started to find a good husband for herself.

The reason why he is still single now is purely because his vision is too high and he doesn't like monks in the Qi refining period.

She doesn't want anyone who is not handsome enough for a foundation-building monk.

Very picky.

During the period, I came to hook up with Chen An, but unfortunately Chen An was not interested in the widow, so it was nothing in the end.

In front of the widow's house.

The senior executive walked to the booth where the widow placed at the door, glanced at it, and finally landed on the spiritual grape in front of the widow, and asked:

"Boss, are your grapes sweet?"

"Sweet, my grapes are so sweet!" said the widow enthusiastically.

The executive shook his head after hearing this: "Forget it, I like sour food."

"That's it, then the senior executive will look at other spiritual fruits to see if there is one that suits your taste?"

The widow still said enthusiastically on her face.

Soon, the executive looked at Ling Mitao behind her and said:

"Boss, are your peaches sweet?"

"Sour, my peaches are sour, do you want to buy some and taste them?"

The executive shook his head again and said, "No, I like sweet peaches."

"Hehehehe, senior officer, your taste is really different."

The widow said enthusiastically with a forced smile on her face.

At this time, the senior officer pointed to the loquat in front of the widow and said, "Miss Boss, is your loquat sweet?"

This time, the widow had a long memory. She neither said sweet nor sour, but asked: "Senior officer, my loquat is sour or sweet. I wonder which flavor of loquat the senior officer likes?"

"No, I'll just ask casually, I don't like eating loquats."

"Then I would like to ask, what kind of spiritual fruit do you like to eat, Senior Executive?"

The widow held back as much as she could, and asked enthusiastically as always.

The senior executive grabbed the widow's tender hand with a smile on his face, and asked meaningfully: "I like to eat a kind of spiritual fruit called the widow. I wonder if the proprietress sells it here?"

"Executive, please respect yourself."

The widow directly withdrew her hand, and took a few steps back, very mindful of the senior officer touching her hand.

The senior executive is so ugly that she finds it disgusting.

Seeing the disgusted expression on the widow's face, the senior executive was poked at the sore spot, and immediately became angry from embarrassment, and raised his hand to slap the widow.

"Snapped!"

"Bitch, did I give you face?"

"I want to have a good talk with you, but you pretend to be here with me, do you have to do it?"

The senior officer said with a fierce look on his face.

The widow was slapped heavily, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She was so frightened that she trembled and dared not speak.

Not far away, Chen An saw this scene and couldn't help shaking his head, lamenting the coldness of the world.

The widow was very poor, but he had no intention of meddling.

He is the head of the family, and there are wives and daughters to take care of at home, so he can only stand by and watch when this kind of thing happens.

Heroes who save the beauty are no longer suitable for him now.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, let's go back to the house."

Chen An said to Shen Qingyi who was beside him with the idea of ​​seeing what is out of sight.

However, just as he finished speaking, there was a "cang clang" from beside him!

This is the sound of the blade unsheathing!

Shen Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out the saber from her waist, and rushed towards the senior executive who was a hundred meters away with a bang!

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