Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 362 Humanity and Sophistication

Hurrah——

There was a snowstorm, and the sky was as dark as ink.

Two women and one man lined up on the knee-deep snow.

The man walked in front, his white robe blending into the blizzard, with two swords intertwined around his waist, also wrapped in cloth; two girls walked side by side, one carrying an iron lute on his back, and the other holding a small ball-like white ball in her arms. Bird bird.

The snowflakes are as big as goose feathers, covering the sky and the sun, but you can vaguely see the majestic city at the end of the field of vision.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the words "Zhenyuguan" on the city, and asked:

"Is this Little Fengdu?"

Xie Qiutao nodded: "Yeah."

After leaving Juejian Cliff, Zuo Lingquan took the Peach Blossom Lord's suspended attic and headed northwest. He only arrived here this morning, and it was already the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

During the journey, there were no extravagant scenes like wine pools and meat forests. Zuo Lingquan spent most of his time on the third floor recuperating from his injuries; Lord Peach Blossom and Qiu Tao were right in front of him. The four daughters-in-law were embarrassed to sleep together, so they took turns at night in order. Come over to accompany the bed, it's sweet, and it's not very fun.

At other times, the girls are meditating on Qi Refining. It is impossible for Lord Peach Blossom to compete with his wives for bed, and he has not shown his face these days; Jiang Yi spends the whole day in the martial arts hall, fighting with Ling Ye, and there is no need to win or lose. Mentioned, it was similar to the situation when the little female dragon beat up Lingye, and almost cried in anger. In the end, Zuo Lingquan recovered from his injury and became Jiang Yi's sparring partner, replacing Lingye, and Jiang Yi finally managed to survive.

When they arrived near Xiaofengdu, Zuo Lingquan left the attic first and did not go with him because traveling was to grow on his own, and ordinary monks had to walk the same path. If he hadn't been injured at Juejianya, I'm afraid he would have been injured by that time. Just like last time, he didn't inform him of the specific movements of Lingye, the others and Lord Peach Blossom.

Going forward in the snowstorm, within a moment, came to the city.

In spiritual practice, people's lifespan is too long, and they often calculate time in terms of years, and they have a relatively indifferent view of the 'year' in the world. However, in the last few days of the year, I can't help but feel a little sentimental in my heart.

The wind and snow are too heavy, there are few people on the street, and the passers-by you meet occasionally have a bit of solitary desolation on their bodies.

Most of those who can follow the path of spiritual practice are like duckweeds on the water. Their parents have long been gone and they are homeless. They want to celebrate the New Year, but where can the fragrance of wine and rice come from to make them feel the taste of the long-forgotten New Year?

Walking on this lonely snowy night before the New Year, recalling his childhood, no matter how high-minded a righteous monk is, he will probably feel a bit sad that he wants to support his son but his relatives are not there.

And another small group of monks whose relatives are still there are even more lonely.

Zuo Lingquan was walking on the street and saw a young monk in a wine shop who was holding a wine glass and looking at the sky in a trance. He knew what the other person was thinking at this time and felt the same.

If nothing else happened, all the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters had returned home in Qinghe County, and he, a wanderer in his twenties, was the only one who didn't return home.

A mortal's life is only a few dozen springs and autumns, and several years can be lived in a lifetime. The mother said that she should not come back without her grandson, but at the end of the year, her son is thousands of miles away. How can she not feel lost and missed?

Zuo Lingquan glanced back at the far east and let out a soft sigh.

Tang Jingxun walked beside her, looking at the fairy city without the slightest sense of the year, probably feeling Zuo Lingquan's emotions, and said:

"It's better to have a home to think about than to have no home to return to. It's normal for young people to wander outside and sometimes not be able to return home. As long as you think about it in your heart, my mother will understand."

Xie Qiutao nodded and said: "Yes, I used to live alone. During the Chinese New Year, I could only burn some paper money to the north and then make my own firecrackers. I didn't even know where my home was when I wanted to go home. It was very difficult. Left You can go back if you want, you should be happy."

Zuo Lingquan smiled, and raised his hand to touch Qiutao's head:

"We have a life-or-death relationship. My home is your home. When this trip is over, we will go back together. Without the big firecrackers you made, the house will be a little less lively."

Xie Qiutao giggled, and took out a cannonball as thick as an arm from Linglong Pavilion:

"By the way, I didn't even finish setting off the firecrackers we did last New Year. I forgot about them. Why don't we light them here?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the big firecrackers with lingering fear:

"Let's wait until we reach the sea before releasing it."

After all, the firecrackers made by Qiu Tao were really useless. Not to mention whether they would fly randomly and hit the monks passing by, the earth-shattering sound alone would probably spread throughout the entire small Fengdu.

There are too many high-level monks here. If there is some ghost news tomorrow in the spiritual path that "the sword demon is messing around in Xiaofengdu and was punished by the Yang God with five thousand white jade beads and detained for fifteen days", I am afraid that he will be embarrassed to hang out outside in the future.

The immortal was so quiet, Xie Qiutao just casually said that there was no way he dared to set off firecrackers in Xiaofengdu where there were so many immortals. He put away the firecrackers and took Zuo Lingquan to the 'Yitang' in the center of the city.

Posuzhou is one of the four small continents in Jiuzhou. It is also the springboard to Beishouzhou and Kuibingzhou. There is a territory dominated by the Youying alien race. The monks coming in and out of Xiaofengdu will naturally be controlled.

Normal monks cannot cross the sea alone, and monks who can cross the sea alone cannot be controlled. The easiest way to control the entry and exit of monks is naturally to start with ferries.

The wealthy disciples of the Xian family who come to Xiaofengdu can take their own ferry, while the Independent Cultivator and the disciples of the small sect can only take the public ferry to go to sea. The 'Yitang' is the place where the background is checked.

When Zuo Lingquan arrived at the high-rise building in the center of the city, he could see that there were many people in the hundred-foot-square hall, most of which were Independent Cultivators. While waiting for the ship, they communicated with each other about the situation on the Posas Island.

For safety reasons, Zuo Lingquan naturally would not give his real name. Lingye specially obtained a "Lu Yin" for him. His background was Dongzhou SAARC Independent Cultivator "Zuo Lengchan", and he came to do his best for the right way.

The person responsible for arranging the ferry for the Independent Cultivator was a monk from the Taoist ancestral family. In order to prevent the foreign spies from sneaking into the ferry, they were caught by the internal and external network at sea. They also specifically contacted Dongzhou to confirm his identity. It took about half an hour to get the message that "he is indeed this person." reply.

The reliable monk arranged the cross-sea ferry very quickly, but the next ferry to transport people would not arrive until tomorrow.

After Zuo Lingquan received the three identity cards issued by the Taoist family, he first found a place to stay in the city because he had no acquaintances in the city. By the way, as long as he holds the issued identity cards, he can live in the city. , practice is free, and you can also go to designated shops to receive consumables such as elixirs and talismans.

Zuo Lingquan's family was relatively well off, so he naturally didn't compete with the lower-level Independent Cultivator for this small benefit, and just stayed in an inn relatively close to the port.

By the time all these things were finished, it was already time for the lights to turn on.

Xie Qiutao had a restless temper and did not go back to his room. He stayed in the hall on the first floor and listened to the nonsense of various Fellow Daoists.

Zuo Lingquan drank two glasses of wine with him on the first floor. Seeing that Tuanzi was so sleepy after walking all day that he couldn't open his eyes, he carried Tuanzi to the wing on the second floor.

The door opened and candles were lit in the room.

The inn is not luxurious. There are only simple tables, chairs and beds in the room. There are a few books on the tea table. The names are monster maps, geographical locations, etc., which are used as a reference for monks who are about to travel far.

Zuo Lingquan walked in with a yawning dumpling in his arms. In a blink of an eye, he saw that Jingxun, who had returned to the room early, had already got into bed. Although he had taken off his outer skirt, he was still wearing lotus root-colored close-fitting clothes. He didn't show much flesh, so he could only See the charming and moving cheeks.

Tang Jingxun was lying on his side on the bed, holding a book in his hand. It was not "Twenty-eight Styles of Spring Tide" but a book about monsters. He seemed to be making preparations.

Zuo Lingquan closed the door, came to the bed, and put Tuanzi on the bed. Tuanzi's dark eyes had been closed, and he slowly got into the bed, squeezing Jingxun's chest like he did when he was a child, but unfortunately he was bigger. Point, can't squeeze in.

Jingxun was a little uncomfortable because of the dumplings being pushed back and forth. She closed the book, threw the dumplings behind her back, and patted herself in front of her:

"The bed is warm, why don't you lie down for a while?"

Zuo Lingquan has been with his wife for two months, so he doesn't have many evil thoughts in his heart, but naturally he won't refuse to lie in bed with his hot wife on a snowy day. He smiled, put the sword next to the pillow, lifted up the quilt and lay down in it, feeling as quiet as hot tofu in his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Jingxuan leaned on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, closed his eyes and asked:

"Missing home?"

"A little bit. It's been two years since I went back. Last time I brought eight girls home, and my mother racked her brains to prepare a meeting gift. But I haven't even written a letter for so long. It's kind of like that."

Even though Tang Jingxun has been on the spiritual path for several years, she still has a purely worldly mind and cares more about these things than spiritual practice. She comforted:

"Are you doing something big? You're so far away that it's too late to go back. It's not that you don't want to go back, and my mother won't blame you. Even if I really blame you, when you go back next time and you bring a fat boy back, my mother will definitely not blame you. "

"Haha, Xunxun wants a baby?"

"grumble?"

Tuanzi let out a muffled cry from inside the quilt.

Tang Jingxuan patted the quilt: "Sleep with you, and I'll make you stew by eavesdropping again." Then he leaned back on his shoulders and continued:

"I don't want to think about it yet. Mother-in-law is in the middle. I haven't tried anything. With a baby, I don't have the nerve to do things that are not on the stage. I think Qingwan should be allowed to give birth to a grandson for mother. She likes to please mother most, and her breasts are too big. It’s a waste if you don’t breastfeed your child…”

Zuo Lingquan looked a little helpless.

Tang Jingxuan said a few words, felt it carefully in his heart, and then said strangely:

"My mother-in-law is quite happy now."

"Huh?" Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised: "Ancestor is very happy now?"

"Yeah, I don't know what she is having fun by herself. She feels a little wandering, so I didn't tell her if I asked her."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know why and could only smile lightly...

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On the other side of the sky, Dadan Chao Qinghe County.

Fireworks and firecrackers resounded throughout the county, children ran and chased each other in the streets and alleys, and laughter echoed in the courtyard walls of every house.

The Zuo family's mansion in the east of the city was as lively as in previous years. All the family members had returned to the ancestral home. The third uncle and third aunt also rarely took time away from the capital. They came over and there were more people than in previous years.

However, without the 'star of the family', the seventh young master, and the 'left family's shame', the fifth young master, the atmosphere of family reunion is always lacking a bit of flavor. The topics that the third aunt and other aunts talk about are all about these two who don't know where to go. On the hometown baby.

Outside the gate of the mansion, two stone lions stood in the light snow. Mrs. Zuo stood on the steps, looking at the street in the distance. Even though she knew that Zuo Lingquan would not come back this year, she still waited here every day. After all, Zuo Lingquan I won't say hello in advance when I come back, just in case I have to wait.

After waiting for a long time, there was naturally no result. Seeing the night getting darker, Mrs. Zuo sighed softly, turned around and prepared to go back, but at this moment, footsteps came from the street:

Tread——

Upon hearing the sound, Mrs. Zuo turned back to look at the street outside the door, but was stunned.

Under the light of the fireworks, a woman wearing a warm yellow winter skirt came up holding an oil-paper umbrella and holding a gift box in her hand. With a smile on her face, Qingcheng said from afar:

"Aunt Zuo, long time no see."

"Eh?!"

Mrs. Zuo was stunned for a moment. Even though it was dark and she couldn't see her face carefully, her unparalleled temperament made her immediately recognize who this girl was.

"Yutang?! Ouch~ hurry up..."

Mrs. Zuo was obviously a little excited and spoke incoherently. She ran quickly to the steps, held Shangguan Yutang's arm holding the umbrella, and looked behind her.

Shangguan Yutang restrained her aura of being a strong person who looked down on all living beings, and she looked like a dignified and intellectual tall lady. She was smiling, but also apologetic:

"I'm the only one, Zuo Lingquan and the others didn't come back."

"Huh? Oh..."

"Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to go home for a reunion, but he has some business and has traveled far away, so he won't be able to make it back this year. Let me tell Aunt Zuo that she is safe. Aunt Zuo doesn't have to worry about them."

Mrs. Zuo pursed her lips. Although she was a little disappointed, it was better to have her son's sister-in-law come to visit than to have no news at all. She was still mostly touched in her heart. The look in Shangguan Yutang's eyes became a little complicated, probably——the daughter-in-law here She is so sensible. If she is not allowed to take charge of the family, my role as mother-in-law will be in vain. It is a pity that she is not the daughter-in-law...

I don’t know if Quan’er kidnapped this sister-in-law...

I feel like Quan'er is not worthy of me...

Even if Shangguan Yutang didn't use the Divine Ability, he could see Madam Zuo's thoughts just by the subtle changes in Madam Zuo's face, and her smile didn't change much. She put the oil-paper umbrella on Madam Zuo's head and walked towards the Zuo Mansion together.

Mrs. Zuo held Shangguan Yutang's wrist tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away, seeing the tea-green bracelet on her wrist, she felt a little uncomfortable, felt that she was really being treated badly, and said with a smile:

"Yutang, why are you coming here alone at night? It's so dangerous. You should say hello in advance. My aunt might as well send someone to pick you up..."

"I know the way. It's very peaceful here. It's okay to come here alone."

Shangguan Yutang explained a few sentences and then said:

"Lingye also misses you. I know that Aunt Zuo likes the rouge powder from Xianzhizhai in Beijing, so I asked me to bring it for my aunt."

"Oh~ Ling Ye, this girl, is still so caring... Are they all with Ling Quan? Princess, Qing Wan, and Jing Xun, are they all okay?"

"Well, Jingxun and Qingwan also made you a new dress, but it's a pity that I can't bring it back this year. The princess can't be a female celebrity..."

"What kind of female celebrity is the princess, and the court sends things here every year and festival, as long as it is thoughtful... Where is Yingying? Why didn't you come here with you?"

"Sigh~ That girl has fallen in love with Ling Quan for some reason. These days, she stays by Ling Quan's side all day, and doesn't even go home. I don't know what to say about her."

"Really?" Mrs. Zuo's eyes burst into surprise, but she quickly said: "This spring, is it really... a daughter's house? It's normal to forget everything when you meet your sweetheart. Don't blame Yingying girl... Xiao Taotao What? I haven't seen you for two years, so I should grow up to be a big girl, right?"

"Forehead……"

Shangguan Yutang hesitated for a while about this question: "Hehe, it's still the same as before. I wanted to set off a firecracker just now, so weird..."

…

Mrs. Zuo dragged Shangguan Yutang into the back house, forgot how to entertain guests, and directly pulled Shangguan Yutang into the room to ask about her health, and after asking about the situation of her son and daughter-in-law, she calmed down, remembered something, and asked again:

"Yutang, you are from the Great Yan Dynasty, and you are well-informed outside. Do you know where my fifth child has gone? I haven't seen him for several years. Ling Quan and his three uncles and aunts are a little worried. They came back this year for the New Year, just want to ask Asked, but Ling Quan didn’t come back either..."

Shangguan Yutang smiled and said: "I went to the north, there was news two months ago, nothing happened, but Yunting is not with Ling Quan, I don't know the details, I will tell my aunt when I have news."

"That's good."

Madam Zuo felt relieved a lot, she held Shangguan Yutang's hand, and never let go, many words came to her lips, but she hesitated to speak, and finally sighed:

"Yutang, you are such a sensible girl, if someone marries you, it would be a great virtue accumulated by the ancestors."

Shangguan Yutang just smiled and did not answer...

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Ah Guan is renting a house outside and has not been home for a week. The matter of going to the woman's house has been postponed until the next year, but Code Jing is not at all concerned and can't think of a plot. I will ask for leave tomorrow to go back to accompany my parents. I hope everyone Understand orz!

(end of this chapter)