Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 232 Small window and dark candle, rainy night in front of the lamp

In the middle of the night, Macheng County turned into a dark ghost town, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rustle of rain and the sound of distant waves.

In the small courtyard, the strong smell of meat filled the air, and the quality of the bacon delivered was not bad. Just cooking it with water and sprinkling some salt was enough to whet the appetite of two hungry people.

Zuo Lingquan used a big pot, filled with a pot of boiled meat, put it on the table in the main room, and brought over a pot full of brown rice.

There are so many things, enough for dozens of ordinary people to eat, and two people can't fit in their stomachs.

But the physique of a person in practice can no longer be deduced by common sense. The strength of thousands of catties does not come out of thin air. The stomach is equivalent to a refining furnace. If you eat ordinary grains, you may not eat the second bowl, but absorb them all in the first bowl. clean up.

Although it was okay to finish eating, Zuo Lingquan put a big pot of rice in front of him, and was still a little startled—the concubine is half a step up, and her physical strength reserve is much higher than him. This is still not enough, and I really want to go If you are full, the concubine might really eat two cows for a meal.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan was a little thankful that each other was practicing Taoism, otherwise, a daughter-in-law who eats so much and still can't get fat, the man would be worried to death.

Of course, Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to say this in person.

After scooping up a bowl of rice for the dumplings and putting it on the table, Zuo Lingquan came to the desk with the bowl.

Shangguan Lingye was extremely focused when working, and occasionally recalled carefully to make sure that the method could be implemented here, or to skip things that should not appear, so as not to bring disasters to the world.

Smelling the aroma of rice, Shangguan Lingye felt that he was hungry, but he didn't have the habit of stopping halfway when doing things in the past, so he said softly:

"You eat first, just leave some for me."

Shangguan Lingye didn't move, Zuo Lingquan was eating alone. Seeing Shangguan Lingye's mouth was idle, he took a piece of boiled meat and brought it to her red lips:

"Eat something to pad my stomach first, I'm so hungry that I'm flustered, and my mother probably is about the same."

"...?"

Shangguan Lingye looked at the chopsticks in front of him, his eyes widened slightly. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan retracted without understanding, she took a light breath and raised her eyes to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"You think I'm a dumpling? Do you have to be fed when you eat?"

"grumble?"

The dumpling buried its head in the rice bowl, raised its head upon hearing the sound, saw that the two of them ignored it, and continued to bury their heads in cooking.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan put his chopsticks back:

"It's just that my mother is not free, so I can do you a favor."

Shangguan Lingye sighed, put down the golden hairpin in his hand, got up and walked towards the table:

"Hey, I can't finish eating tomorrow morning. There are not enough boards, you can find some more tomorrow, and carve the rest tomorrow."

"OK……"

Zuo Lingquan put away the wooden planks, put the bowl in front of Shangguan Lingye, sat opposite him, and started cooking.

Small windows and quiet candles, eating and drinking men and women.

The two people, whose clothes and surroundings are totally different, may never have imagined that one day they would sit together and spend a good night like this.

Shangguan Lingye behaved grandly, even if he chewed slowly, he did not show the shyness of his younger daughter, but showed a different kind of elegance.

Perhaps because he felt that dry food was tasteless, Shangguan Lingye aimed at the two small wine jars by the wall.

The wine jar was brought together by Lu Chen, and the total amount was only four catties.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took all the wine jars, opened the seal, and poured a bowl for Shangguan Lingye.

The yellow rice wine brewed by local methods is cloudy in color and not good in taste. In the past, not to mention Shangguan Lingye, even Zuo Lingquan would not have taken a look at it.

But as Zuo Lingquan said, the taste of wine is never in the wine, but in the environment.

Shangguan Lingye picked up the wine bowl, touched Zuo Lingquan, covered his face with his sleeve, took a sip, and tasted slightly:

"Hmm... not bad, it tastes better than all the good wines in Dayan Palace's collection."

Zuo Lingquan took a sip and said with a smile: "Rare things are more expensive. Wine is made from grain, which is even rarer than meat in this place. It is not easy to drink it, but it is better than the inexhaustible wine in the palace. "

"That's true. I used to hear people say, 'Food is always the fragrance of other people's homes, and daughter-in-law is always the water spirit of other people's homes'. It's only good if you can't get it. I think it's the reason."

Zuo Lingquan disagreed with this statement: "I can't say for sure, but I still think my daughter-in-law is good. It doesn't make sense for someone else's daughter-in-law to look good."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Lingye raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"You don't like other people's daughter-in-law?"

"Um……"

Zuo Lingquan was about to seriously reply, "A married woman should not be bullied", but before she could say it, she suddenly remembered that Grandma Taifei was the imperial concubine of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not. There is a part of it that I can't think about it..."

"Oh?" Shangguan Lingye came to the side with a wine bowl in his hand, stroked his skirt lightly and sat down:

"You mean, there are still some married women, you can have a wrong idea? Which part? The enemy's wife and daughter?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan sat up straighter, a little helpless: "Your Majesty, what you said is wrong, do I look like such a conscienceless person?"

Shangguan Lingye glanced up and down: "Like. You dare to touch your fiancée's aunt, and even insult your own teacher. Is there anything you can't do?" Turning to look at Tuanzi: "Is it?"

"grumble."

Tuanzi nodded like pecking at rice.

"This is not the same thing. The cause of the matter between Qingwan and me is complicated..."

"Why, you still want to put the blame on Qingwan, saying that she hooked up with you first?"

What is hooking up? Qingwan is the overlord forcing his bow...

Zuo Lingquan wanted to defend himself, but he really couldn't resist the temptation of Senior Wu at that time. He didn't mean to shirk responsibility at the moment. He sighed and said:

"I'm horny, come and do it."

"Ah……"

Shangguan Lingye raised the corners of his lips, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Zuo Lingquan:

"Happy, he is indeed the person that my Iron Clan Mansion has taken a liking to."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless as the bitter wine entered his throat.

Shangguan Lingye ate for a while, then turned his face and asked curiously:

"Jiang Yi feels most sorry for her aunt. When she learned about your affair..."

"How can it be called an affair..."

"What's that called?"

"Uh...sigh~."

"What was Jiang Yi's reaction when she found out about your affair? Based on what I know about Jiang Yi, she must be tepid on the outside but turbulent inside. If you don't carry the package back to your mother's house, you will have a cold war with you for a long time. Why didn't I see anything strange about her? Or did she not notice it?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little unable to resist the curious toffee empress like a baby, and said carelessly:

"Qingwan persuaded her, and then..."

Shangguan Lingye didn't believe it at all, frowned and said: "How did you persuade him? I have to learn such a powerful method."

"Why do you want to learn this?"

"You can bully your niece like this and get along peacefully afterwards. This art of controlling people is comparable to the emperor's mind art. It is much better than this palace who only relies on strength to crush and make the subordinates obedient. I have to learn it."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly. He pressed Jiang Yi's knees on his shoulders, and Wanwan was apologizing beside him. He didn't have the nerve to say it out loud, so he could only say:

"This method is only useful for Jiang Yi, and cannot be used by others."

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye sighed quietly, showing a look of disappointment:

"Oh~ It seems that you still regard me as an outsider, so I won't ask anymore. I came out to protect you and ended up like this. I didn't even ask you for a better life..."

"No more talking, it's all in the wine, let's do it."

"What are you doing? When you drink, you have to talk openly. You kid is hiding it. What's the point of drinking?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to hide it, but how could he talk about putting Wanwan and Jiang Yi together in front of the dignified and noble concubine? After the conversation, his image was completely ruined.

Facing the concubine's questioning, Zuo Lingquan could only transform into a ruthless rice-making machine with Tuanzi, making a three-sentence toast...

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The strong wind blew and the heavy rain hit the old city wall.

There was a piece of human head hanging on the battlements, rotted so badly that no face could be seen, and the corners of the city wall were full of corpses, some had just died, and some had already turned into white bones, mixed in the muddy ground.

bang——

The thunder light illuminated the road full of ditches, and an old man with white hair in the clothes of an ordinary farmer came to the city wall unhurriedly, looked at the corpses all over the ground, shook his head slightly, and felt that it was a pity that so many dead people were wasted.

In the imagination of the righteous monks, the devils of the evil way are crazy, perverted, full of hostility, and omnipotent. They can't wait to hang a few skulls on their chests and sleep on the pile of bones.

In fact, evil cultivators are not like this. They are all strong men who have studied hard since childhood. They may have extreme personalities, but they are definitely not stupid or crazy, and they will do things out of their minds.

For example, the ancestor of Netherworld needs to try to use the soul refining technique to get out of the predicament. In his current state, killing tens of thousands of mortals with bare hands will only take some time, but the majestic Jade-level Immortal Venerable, really If you use your fists to kill people slowly, you may be laughed at by Fellow Daoists. Hundreds of years of experience will live on a dog.

In this troubled world where people cannibalize people, if two groups of mortals fight against each other by driving tigers and devouring wolves, tens of thousands of innocent souls will be easily captured. Can you do it yourself?

In order for mortals to kill each other according to their own wishes, they must first win over a group of mortals to serve as swordsmen. There are too few people in Macheng County, and it will be too troublesome to develop. The ancestor of Netherworld killed the family of four today and found out that there is a ready-made sword nearby. Ninghe City is here.

Today I killed four mortals to test the soul refining technique, but there is no spiritual energy here, so it is difficult to use the technique to pull and bind them. The weak souls of mortals dissipate completely after leaving the body, making it difficult to use them for your own use.

According to the estimate of the Nether Ancestor, if you want to recover the heavy damage to the soul, you have to create a large battlefield with tens of thousands of casualties. Only when the yin energy reaches the sky and the innocent souls gather together and never disperse, can you go in to practice, and then you can achieve some results.

However, the people in this place are almost dead. It is difficult to find a gathering place for two groups of more than 10,000 mortals. At present, it seems that it is more appropriate to kidnap people from all over and gather them together to kill them.

This must be done as soon as possible, and we must find a way to capture Zuo Lingquan afterwards.

The ancestor of Netherworld was ordered by the Youying alien race. After all, he was still a middle-level main force in the Jade realm, not just cannon fodder to be thrown away after use.

As long as he is not dead, the Immortal Venerable above him will definitely help him if he finds his position. When the time comes, things go wrong when he goes back, and the consequences will not be easy to bear.

It is said that women's hearts are the most poisonous, and this is also true for the Youying alien race. The female devils in them are generally more terrifying than the male cultivators. Their torture methods can make people feel that even being beaten to death by a righteous cultivator is considered a good death.

The Nether Ancestor did not want to try the method of the person above. If Zuo Lingquan ran far away and could not be caught, everything would be ruined.

Even if Zuo Lingquan doesn't run away, if Shangguan Lingye recovers his cultivation, the trouble will be even greater. He may die directly in this damn place.

The Nether Ancestor had lived his whole life, but he didn't want to die in such a useless way. He climbed up the city wall with his bare hands, glanced at the brightly lit city center for a few times, then jumped down and quickly walked towards the Qingjia Army's camp. …

——

Push the cup to change the cup, drink for three rounds.

A large pot full of rice reached the bottom without realizing it, and there was not much wine left, but there were more and more words on the table:

"Eh? I'm asking you a question, why are you so perfunctory?"

"The tail is just a decoration. Didn't you tell me before?"

"Where to put it? Huh~?"

Shangguan Lingye had already put down his chopsticks, leaning on the table with one hand on his cheek, his drunken eyes showing a bit of drunkenness, and some sweat on his forehead.

Zuo Lingquan Qi Sea was exhausted and could not dispel the drunkenness. After realizing that he would get drunk, he rarely clinked glasses. He gave all the wine to the concubine, hoping to get her drunk so as not to talk about such topics that would be difficult to respond to.

But even without True Qi by his side, Shangguan Lingye's body was still much stronger than an ordinary person's. He was in a state of drunkenness, but he had no intention of falling down.

The two of them were going back and forth like this for a long time. When Shangguan Lingye was about to ask, he suddenly heard a 'dong' sound beside him.

"grumble?"

Tuanzi, who was immersed in cooking and listening to cross talk, raised his head in confusion and pushed Zuo Lingquan with his little paw.

Zuo Lingquan was lying on the table, with a hint of alcohol on his face and even breathing, as if he was drunk.

Shangguan Lingye woke up for a while, felt a little confused, and pushed with his hand:

"Hello? You're already drunk after just a few drinks?"

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan rolled over, his eyes were drunk, but he pretended to be very sober. He picked up the wine bowl and said, "Do it!", drank it all in one gulp, and then fell down with a "dong--" sound.

? ?

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan, who was drunk to death, with some suspicion.

When Tuanzi saw this, he was very sensible. He spread his wings and made a princess hug gesture, pointing to the bed: "Jiji~", indicating to Shangguan Lingye to carry Zuo Lingquan to the bed to sleep.

But Shangguan Lingye was over a hundred years old, and she was not a silly girl who could be fooled. She rolled her eyes, but did not wake up Zuo Lingquan. She stood up, put away the dishes, washed herself, and came back to close the main room. door.

Squeak——

Zuo Lingquan was indeed pretending to be drunk to avoid the Queen Mother's questioning. He thought he would wake up after a while, but he heard the door closing and footsteps moving to the corner of the house. He picked up something and put it next to him. on the table in front.

"The clothes are clean, but the style is not good and they don't look like they fit..."

The concubine's mumbling to herself could be heard, as well as the sound of fabric rubbing against each other. She must be checking the clothes.

Zuo Lingquan didn't pay attention at first, but immediately he heard the sound of "rustling", the phoenix skirts and gold ornaments colliding, as if they were taking off their clothes.

! !

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect the Dowager Empress to be so bold. Now she didn't dare to wake up. She pretended that she didn't hear anything and continued to pretend to be asleep.

But Grandma Toffee seemed to be in high spirits. After the sound of taking off her skirt ended, there was no sound of putting on clothes. Instead, she sat opposite, dragged the oil lamp over, picked up her ordinary skirt and gestured:

"Tuanzi, which one do you think looks better?"

"Jiji?"

Tuanzi jumped away from the neck and ran to the front.

"You said that the flower carp and the skirt don't match? It seems a bit..."

"grumble?"

"He doesn't know how to find a bellyband, so forget it if he doesn't wear it..."

Rustling, rustling...

? !

Zuo Lingquan breathed evenly, his heart was really in a state of turmoil, and he subconsciously recalled the little bit of cherries he had seen in Zhuoyan City before. He wanted to quietly open his eyes and take a look, but in the end he held back.

But the Dowager Empress seemed to be in good spirits, even though she wasn’t wearing a skirt, she even said:

"You can't change as you please. Wearing stockings looks weird, so take them off..."

"grumble?"

"Are these obscene pants good-looking? They were embroidered according to your pattern..."

Rustling, rustling...

? ! !

Zuo Lingquan fantasized about the scene that was so close, and his determination was true, but there was a limit. Unable to bear it, he raised his head slightly and glanced across.

I thought I would see Grandma Toffee’s screams and pale face, but I didn’t expect that at this glance, I saw Shangguan Lingye, neatly dressed in a golden phoenix skirt, sitting opposite; holding a piece of clothing in his hand. The skirt was gently rubbed, and the cold and clear eyes were staring at him intently.

Tuanzi also stared at him, and when he saw him open his eyes, he spread his little wings, looked at Shangguan Lingye, and said, "Just tell me, he can't bear such a test."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, he pretended to be sober, and wiped his face:

"Why did I fall asleep? Well... the table has been cleared? Your Majesty is so diligent..."

Shangguan Lingye put down her skirt and narrowed her eyes slightly:

"They say you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. The timing of your awakening is quite intriguing."

Zuo Lingquan laughed and stood up:

"Your Majesty, please change your clothes. I'll go out and watch over you, and I can sober up from the drunkenness. This wine is quite strong..."

"Hmph~"

Shangguan Lingye watched Zuo Lingquan go out and closed the door from the outside. Then he took the skirt and came to the bed and started to change clothes.

Zuo Lingquan stood at the door holding his sword, looking at the rain curtain under the eaves, wanting to chat casually to ease the embarrassment just now, but he couldn't find a suitable topic at this time.

After waiting for no more than a moment, a message came from the room:

"Okay, come in."

Zuo Lingquan turned around and opened the door. He looked up and saw that Shangguan Lingye had taken off her phoenix skirt and put on a pair of brown underwear. She was lying on the bed with the thin quilt covering her chest, closing her eyes and concentrating. The phoenix skirt and stockings were neatly folded and placed next to the pillow.

Tuanzi might have been too full, so he was rolling around on the bed in circles. When he found him coming in, he stopped rolling and patted the bed with his wings:

"Gee~"

Zuo Lingquan understood what Tuanzi meant. He smiled, turned around, closed the door, and sat at the table:

"Your Majesty, please sleep peacefully. I'll be here to watch over you."

Shangguan Lingye folded his hands on his waist and abdomen, without opening his eyes, and said softly:

"You can't bear it without True Qi's support. I'll sleep for a while first, and wake up in the middle of the night to change guard with you. If you can't bear it, you can come over and lie down together."

Zuo Lingquan went to lie down, and neither of them was in the mood to sleep. He knew that Shangguan Lingye was very weak after being injured, so he didn't make fun of him. After blowing out the oil lamp, he gently started to pack his belongings.

Although Linglong Pavilion cannot be opened, there are still some things that can be easily accessed at any time, such as bottles containing small beetles, a few bottles of common elixirs, broken silver, etc., but none of them are currently available.

After Zuo Lingquan took inventory for a moment, he put everything away and turned to look at the bed.

Shangguan Lingye was lying quietly on the pillow, with his chest high and his eyes closed. His profile was very soft, as if he was really asleep.

But as soon as Zuo Lingquan watched for a moment, Shangguan Lingye turned over and faced inside, leaving him with the back of his head...

(end of this chapter)