Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

In the afternoon of the next day, the phone rang in Provincial No. 1 Compound. The owner of this courtyard used to be named Gu, but now Fuxing Zhuge. The secretary picked up the phone and listened quietly to the report over there. The entire courtyard was solemn and solemn. Anyone who stepped here would feel a sense of pressure.

After hanging up the phone, he came behind a man with slightly gray temples, but a resolute face, calm and powerful, and said in a moderate voice, speaking as concisely as possible: "I report to Zhuge Shengshu that something happened to the Wang family. The Wang family who is now in charge The old lady and the elders of the clan disappeared, and Wang Xintong came out to take over the Wang family again. The transition was very fast, and there was no friction during the period, so we should have been prepared for it long ago."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and quietly waited for the other party's instructions. Zhuge Shi pondered for a while: "Tell me, who would do it?"

The secretary said: "It's hard to say!"

Zhuge Shi said: "Jiang... falls... falls..."

"Jiang Luoxia, isn't he already dead?"

Zhuge Shitou shook his head and said, "Your news is too late. Jiang Luoxia is not dead. He has been back at Jiangnan's home for a few days. However, his cultivation base is gone, and he is still limping, like mud."

The secretary said: "Since Jiang Luoxia has been abolished, has no cultivation base, and has a limped leg, why does the provincial secretary suspect it is him?"

Zhuge Shi went to the potted plant, picked up the scissors on the table, and cut the flowers and plants in front of him: "Wang Xintong is in charge of the Wang family again, no matter how you look at it, he has the shadow of Jiang Luo, with no cultivation base, and he is crippled." One leg is just an appearance, it is too early to say whether it is really useless."

The secretary murmured and said, "The provincial book is saying that Jiang Luoxia is pretending. This doesn't seem to be Jiang Luoxia's character."

"It's not easy to know. Send an invitation letter to Jiang Luoxia in my name. Recently, the major biological groups held an exchange meeting with the military and police systems, so they asked him to be a judge." Zhuge Shi observed carefully. His potted plants are very meticulous, and he takes care of them meticulously: "After all, he was once the number one powerhouse in the Hua Kingdom. The area is very popular."

The secretary said, "Yes, I'll do it right away."

"Remember, hand over the invitation letter to Wang Xintong." After the secretary left, Zhuge Shi slowly put down the scissors in his hand: "It's all right if you don't come out of the house, if you dare to make a fool of yourself, you are looking for death. "

The benefits Zhuge's family got in Jiangnan were too terrifying. Before taking over, he couldn't imagine it. At that time, it was rumored that half of Jiangnan belonged to Jiang Luo. He thought it was an exaggeration, but after taking over, he realized that this statement was not an exaggeration. In the face of such wealth and power, even if he is a governor of Jiangnan Province, he would violate the rules and step on the line.

Only when Jiang Xiu died completely, would he feel at ease.

"Tell Sword Palace that Jiang Luoxia is back..."

In Jiangyuan, Wang Xintong invited some people to repair the manor. The killing last night damaged a lot of things. In addition, it also needs to be refurbished. He also specially asked a famous Feng Shui master to look at the layout.

Although this is the former residence of the emperor, there must have been a top-level Fengshui master's layout back then, but Fengshui will slowly change over time. Hundreds of years have passed, and this place has changed hands several times. Wang Xintong still hopes to change the Fengshui of this place.

"President Wang, the provincial government has sent an invitation letter!"

"Um?"

Wang Xintong accepted the invitation letter in surprise, feeling a little nervous. She was wondering whether this invitation letter was addressed to Mrs. Wang or to Wang Xintong. When she opened it, her eyes widened. She guessed everything wrong. Well, the invitation letter was sent to Jiang Xiu, which means that Zhuge Shi already knew what happened in Jiangyuan yesterday.

"Judges!"

Wang Xintong picked up the phone and called Jiang Xiu, but Jiang Xiu's phone was in the middle of the call, Xiushen was talking to Cheng Lingran, and Cheng Lingran's voice was as sweet as jade beads dropped on a plate: "How is your enrollment going?"

She deliberately waited until the afternoon to call. One morning, she thought that Jiang Xiu should have finished his work, so she called to inquire about the situation.

Little did he know that Cultivation God didn't go at all, and he had already left this matter on the cloud, but said: "It's done."

Cheng Lingran said happily: "Really!"

She is still quite worried that Jiang Xiu will be embarrassed. Although Jiangnan University is not as big as the Imperial Capital, it is still a first-class university in Huaguo. Now that the world has changed, the material selection has also changed a lot. It has made an exception to recruit divine manifestations, and the cultural department is ranked second. Yes, moreover, Jiang Xiu has been out of school for more than a year, so the possibility of being rejected is still very high.

"Congratulations, you are honored to be a student of Jiangnan University, and we have become alumni again." Cheng Lingran's mood brightened like the sun, and she also transferred from Imperial Capital University to Jiangnan University.

In her mind, she recalled the scene of Jiang Xiu riding a bicycle to the canteen when she was in the Imperial University, the sprouting of youth, the strong campus atmosphere, and beautiful memories.

"Sister, do you miss me?"

Hearing Jiang Xiu's gentle voice, Cheng Lingran's heart was slightly touched. She was a little scared, but also a little sweet, and said timidly, "I think about it."

Jiang Xiu said, "I can't hear you!"

"Think about it!"

"Who thought of whom?"

Cheng Lingran looked left and right, she would find time to come out for lunch, seeing no one noticed, covering the phone, boldly raised her voice and said: "Cheng Lingran misses Jiang Xiu."

The sunshine in the spring afternoon is so comfortable. She went home yesterday and searched out all the old photos, those photos of herself and Jiang Xiu who had been sealed up, since Jiang Xiu was curious about him when he was a baby. She poked her head and wanted to see the baby's appearance, until the two took a group photo at Imperial University.

Unexpectedly, the giant wheel of fate finally pushed herself into the arms of this man who was originally like a younger brother.

"When are you coming back?"

"I'll go back later, I'll go to your place in the evening."

Cheng Lingran's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and he looked around like a thief, always feeling that someone heard him, "No, you have to go home when you come back."

"Then I won't go back."

Cheng Lingran said: "If you don't come back, you still want to go wild outside. It's expensive to eat and live outside. It's better to come back. Let's talk when you come back... But, when you come back, we may go to Hangzhou."

"Are you coming? About the group?"

Cheng Lingran said: "No, you may not like to hear it. Susu performed well in the Gods Group. She seems to have achieved good results in the exchange conference. I heard that she made it to the final round. Our family has to go over and cheer her on." She also didn't want to mention how outstanding Susu was in front of Jiang Xiu. She knew it would be a blow to Jiang Xiu, but Jiang Xiu took the initiative to ask, and she couldn't help but say it.

Jiang Xiu said: "Then, I'll wait for you in Hangzhou."

"No, no, I can't come out to meet you even if I go there. Be good, you can come back first, and I will accompany you when I come back from Hangzhou." Cheng Lingran said softly, she was afraid Jiang Xiu felt ignored.

"Fine!"

After talking on the phone for a long time, Wang Xintong finally called, with a hurried voice: "Zhuge Shi found out what happened to the Wang family yesterday, and sent you an invitation letter to be a judge. It should be I want to touch your bottom, should I go or not?"

Jiang Xiu's eyes turned cold: "Want to know if I'm really useless or just pretending? But knowing that I'm pretending, can your Zhuge family bear the consequences of knowing the truth?"

"Go, of course go..."

A news spread quickly in the upper class of Jiangnan. Jiang Luoxia was not dead, but he was crippled and crippled. He is currently a judge of the martial arts exchange meeting.

The once strongest man in China survived the nuclear bomb, but became a useless person again. In a short while, the upper class in the south of the Yangtze River was blown up.

At the same time, in the land of Western Shu, in the Palace of Swords, there are continuous mountains and ethereal celestial spirit. An old man climbed the mountain with light steps, and shouted to the immortal who was flying through the clouds with his sword in the sky: "Old ancestor, Jiangnan!" Letter, Jiang Luoxia is back."

The immortal turned his head suddenly: "What did you say, Jiang Luoxia is back?"

"Exactly!"

The fairy flew towards the south with a whoosh, and the old man shouted: "Old ancestor, where are you going?"

"Jiangnan!"

The old man was dumbfounded, did the ancestor fly to the south of the Yangtze River with the flying sword like this?