Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 70 The Suitor of the Year (23)

What should come has finally come.

However, Chen An did not expect to come so early.

It was only two days since Deacon Tang died, and the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang came to investigate, which can be described as swift.

"Huh~"

Chen An took a deep breath, got up and came out of the alchemy room.

At this time, the wives and concubines were already waiting in the hall.

There was worry on every face.

After all, Deacon Tang died at the hands of their husband, and the bones are still buried in the backyard.

Now that the people from the Zhuye Gang Law Enforcement Hall came to investigate, it was a lie to say that they were not worried.

The wives and concubines were worried, and Chen An was even more worried.

But as the head of the family, he couldn't show it at this time.

He just told his wives and concubines a few words, and then led them out to the alley outside the house.

At this moment, the residents of every household in the alley came out.

But different from the past, the people who came out did not stand on both sides of the alley.

This is because many male cultivators in the alley were forced to become mercenaries, many died in battle, and few came back alive.

Only decrease but not increase, over time, the number of residents in the alley will decrease.

You know, in the past, the ratio of men to women in the entire Green Willow Lane was about the same.

But now at a glance, women are nearly twice as likely as men.

In many families, there is only one man in the whole family, and the rest are all wives and concubines.

Few of these wives and concubines are original wives, and many of them are widows taken in from the neighbors who died in the neighborhood, and they all look good.

Those with poor looks, those with high cultivation bases were forced to go to the battlefield, and those with low cultivation bases were assigned to work day and night in the logistics department.

"Stand up for me, don't walk around!"

A ferocious-looking cultivator of the Law Enforcing Hall yelled loudly.

In the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang, there is an elder, a hall master, and three deacons.

And he is the hall master.

Seeing that the residents were all settled down, the hall master surnamed Huang said respectfully to Elder Zhao beside him: "Elder Zhao, all the residents have come out, do you have any plans for your side?"

Elder Zhao said indifferently: "Take two people as a group and divide them into ten groups. They will go door-to-door and search the house to see if there are any belongings belonging to Deacon Tang in the house. Ask the owner of the house if he knows anything, and see if he can find any clues."

Upon hearing this, Hall Master Huang immediately arranged for his subordinates to divide into groups and search from house to house.

As for himself, he stood still and waited for Elder Zhao to give the next instructions.

After hearing Elder Zhao's words, Chen An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He also thought that Elder Zhao, who is a powerful foundation builder, would have some means to search for souls and ask questions, and worried that he would be exposed.

As a result, Elder Zhao's method seemed to be no different from the interview and investigation in his previous life.

At most, the attitude will be tougher.

However, with this method of investigation, it was impossible to find out that Deacon Tang had appeared in Chen An's house.

Because when Chen An disposed of the corpse afterwards, he used special fire to burn the corpse and the belongings of the corpse to eliminate the aura above.

Let alone people, even if the spirit dog came, they would definitely not find anything.

Chen An thought so, with a calm face.

However, the calmness disappeared in the next second.

Because Elder Zhao of the Law Enforcing Hall was walking towards him with that Hall Master Huang at the moment.

"Husband..."

Seeing this, Song Huaying was very worried, and couldn't help reaching out to grab Chen An's clothes, feeling so nervous that her palms were slightly sweating.

She is a mortal, and when facing a strange monk, she will instinctively feel nervous.

Chen An was afraid that she would reveal her secrets, so he gave her a sleep aid on a whim.

Song Huaying instantly fell asleep and was supported by Gu Xinyue.

Chen Yuejian, who was originally in her arms, was also hugged by Wen Zhiyun.

"Elder Zhao."

"Hall Master Huang."

Seeing that Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang had already walked in front of him, Chen An said respectfully.

Hall Master Huang gave an indifferent "hmm".

Elder Zhao didn't respond, his eyes fell on Wen Zhiyun's stomach, and his brows were slightly frowned.

He is a foundation-building cultivator with strong spiritual consciousness. Even if Wen Zhiyun's baby hasn't moved yet, he can still sense the life in Wen Zhiyun's stomach.

"Friend Daoist Wen, are you pregnant?"

"Um."

Wen Zhiyun said in a cold voice.

When Elder Zhao heard this, a burst of anger suddenly arose in his heart.

In the past, he pursued Wen Zhiyun as a powerful foundation builder, but Wen Zhiyun ignored him, saying that he wanted to abstain from sexual desires and concentrate on practicing, and he could not have any affection between men and women.

But now, Wen Zhiyun is married to a low-level alchemist like Chen An, and she is pregnant with Chen An's seed.

This made him feel extremely annoyed.

Heh, what did you say about practicing abstinence? Now it seems that she is nothing more than a slut who looks at her face.

As soon as he saw a handsome male cultivator, he immediately fell in love with him and married him. Within a year, he was punished as a villain.

Damn it!

The more Elder Zhao thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, and he couldn't help saying to Hall Master Huang who was beside him with a cold face: "I suspect that Deacon Tang's disappearance is related to this family, follow me in and search!"

They said it was a search, but they actually wanted to go in and see what kind of husband Wen Zhiyun married into.

He really wanted to see where he had lost!

Is it really just lost in appearance?

Accompanied by Chen An's family, Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang entered the house.

Hall Master Huang is really searching.

Elder Zhao, who proposed to come in for a search, came straight to Wen Zhiyun's room immediately, relying on his sensitivity to different people's aura.

In the name of searching, he greedily looked at his goddess' boudoir like a dog licking, sucking the smell inside, feeling great satisfaction in his heart.

However, when he smelled the fragrance of a large number of heather flowers in the air, he was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped up, and he clenched his fists tightly in anger, trying to smash Chen An who was holding Wen Zhiyun's hand.

He could imagine how many tragic fights took place in this small boudoir, and how many billions of lives were wiped out. The more he thought about it, the more he felt a cerebral hemorrhage.

He couldn't stay in this place full of shame for him for a moment.

He flicked his sleeves violently, turned around and walked out of the room, and said in a violent voice, "Hallmaster Huang, let's go!"

Hall Master Huang responded, and left quickly.

"Husband, I feel that Elder Zhao just looked at you with murderous intent..."

Gu Xinyue said with some worry.

Chen An also felt it, and knew why.

Because he had heard from Wen Zhiyun that this Elder Zhao was Wen Zhiyun's suitor before.

Moreover, he is also a fanatical pursuer who can be called a licking dog.

"You don't have to worry about this, if you have nothing to do, just leave, and do whatever you need to do."

Chen An said to the wives and concubines beside him.

The wives and concubines were very obedient, Gu Xinyue sent the sleeping Song Huaying back to the room, and Wen Zhiyun also sent Chen Yuejian in her arms.

Watching their leaving backs, Chen Anliu sat down in Wen Zhiyun's room, and began to think about the possibility of defeating Elder Zhao.

poison?

Sneak attack?

trap?

Or... dust bombs?

After thinking about it, Chen An only had these dirty tricks in his mind, but they all felt unreliable.

He thought about it again, and felt that the most urgent thing is to quickly become a second-level alchemist, and then join the treasure line to obtain asylum.

The next step is to train her daughter to grow up, let her learn to draw Qi into her body as soon as possible, and embark on a fairy road, so as to obtain system rewards.

"Husband, I'm a little worried that Zhao will harm you."

Wen Zhiyun came back from Song Huaying's room, walked to Chen An's side and sat down with a worried face.

Chen An picked up one of her jade hands to play with, kneaded and squeezed: "Don't worry, my husband will become a second-level alchemist in a few days. As long as he can successfully join the Zhenbao Pavilion, even the leader of the Bamboo Leaf Gang will not be able to do anything to us."

"Um."

Wen Zhiyun leaned on Chen An's shoulder, with a look of relief on her face.

She recalled her life alone before, she had to do everything by herself, and she didn't know who to turn to when she had troubles.

But now, I only need to serve my husband as well as possible in bed, and I don't have to worry about anything else, and my life is much more nourishing than before.

It's nice to be a little girl.

Thinking about it, Wen Zhiyun wanted to act like a baby for some reason, with a little affection in her eyes and said:

"Husband, I'm hungry."

"Whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you for my husband."

"I want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk."

"It's okay if you let Weifu down, but fried dough sticks and soy milk are not easy to make, it takes a lot of time."

"But I just want fried dough sticks and soy milk."

Wen Zhiyun got up and sat on Chen An's body, stretching out her slender arms to wrap his arms around his neck, the previous proud face became extraordinarily tender at this moment.

Chen An couldn't stand her offensive, but he didn't want to spoil her too much, so he said: "You can make fried dough sticks for you to eat, and you can make soy milk for you to drink, but you have to pay a little for your husband."

"Then... what reward does your husband want?"

"My husband wants to hear from you how Elder Zhao of the Bamboo Leaf Gang pursued you before."

"You can say it, but my husband has to get me fried dough sticks first, grind soy milk for me to drink, and I will tell my husband while eating and drinking."

Wen Zhiyun's usual arrogance returned to her face, and she skillfully bargained with Chen An.

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