Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

After drinking and eating, Zhu Shaoquan smiled and thanked Cheng Bozhou for his hospitality.

Got up to leave.

"Master Zhu, do you want to see our Cheng family's bamboo pens?"

"Ah? Oh, your Cheng family's bamboo pens are also good. Although they are not as good as Lin Zhuge's, they are still pretty good..."

It's good to praise.

But it was just a boast.

Cheng Bozhou worked hard to get in touch with Zhu Shaoquan, and spent hundreds of taels of money on what he wanted. All he had to do was wait on the horse without a saddle. Is it just for these few compliments that were pleasant to the ears?

"Damn Xu Nian..."

Evil thoughts are growing.

But Zhu Shaoquan walked out of Jiuzhen Building contentedly rubbing his stomach.

Cheng Bozhou couldn't rush over and stop the person, and he wasn't allowed to leave until the business deal with his family was settled. On the contrary, he had to greet the person with a smile and create a friendly atmosphere where the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

He didn't even dare to snort or show his face.

"As long as Mr. Zhu thinks it's good, it's a great pleasure to be able to enjoy delicacies with Mr. Zhu at Jiuzhen Tower today. It's a great pleasure for Cheng to visit the capital. I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhu to give me a favor next time I have such an opportunity."

"Easy to say, easy to say, see you next time..."

Destined?

How long will this fate wait?

"Zhu Shaoquan deserves to die..."

Cheng Bozhou watched Zhu Shaoquan get on the carriage and leave. The wheels rolled over a weed growing out of a crack in the stone slabs. The weeds were pressed to the ground, but when the wheels passed by, the weeds stood up again and continued to grow.

The evil thoughts were no longer suppressed, and finally surfaced on Cheng Bozhou's face.

"Damn it, damn it..."

Just like a spark falling in a haystack, it doesn't need wind to lend its strength. As long as it doesn't rain, it can burn into a raging fire and burn out a piece of ashes.

"boom--"

A storm exploded in Jiuzhen Building, and the overflowing strong winds shook the entire building, interrupting many diners' enjoyment of the delicious food. They didn't know what happened, but they knew their lives were at stake, so they hurried out.

Panicked, he ran and shouted.

"The earth dragon has turned over!"

"Run, run—"

"The building is going to collapse..."

In the sudden chaos, Cheng Bozhou was like a hay in a haystack that suddenly caught fire.

Vaguely gibbering was heard.

Ask him to throw himself into it and light a bigger fire.

Cheng Bozhou swallowed.

He numbly raised his feet, as if he wanted to plunge into the flames.

Among the people running out, someone bumped into him.

After a stagger.

Cheng Bozhou woke up like a dream, turned around in a panic, and fled Jiuzhen Tower with the crowd.

It's like chasing after a fire that no one can see.

Until I couldn't run anymore.

Cheng Bozhou stopped, panting heavily.

"I, I, this is... what's wrong."

"Why would you think, think about...seeking death?"

Cheng Bozhou was a little scared.

So many people were running outside just now, he actually thought of doing the opposite and going in.

When did you become so courageous?

Are you not afraid that the Jiuzhen Building will collapse and be buried alive in it?

Cheng Bozhou, who was still frightened, found a teahouse on the roadside and took a rest. He ordered a pot of tea, which cost only a few pennies. The tea was strong and astringent, and could only be used to quench his thirst and try to quench the burning in his body for some reason. Like hot and restless blood.

Drink several cups of strong tea in a row.

The heat suddenly subsided.

What followed was weakness, the feeling of being exhausted and exhausted, flooding up like a tide, submerging him in it.

"I... am I sick?"

Cheng Bozhou covered his forehead.

As if feeling something, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Jiuzhen Tower.

After that panic.

The building did not collapse.

But Cheng Bozhou felt that there seemed to be something attracting him in the building.

No, not right.

It was something in the building that was being pulled by him.

Like a river flowing into the sea.

The only remaining phantoms, which had faded to the point where they could not be seen under the sun, flew over.

There are many customers sitting in the teahouse, and there are also many passers-by on the street.

But only Cheng Bozhou, who had noticed it in advance, saw it.

Then.

A hand stretched out from the side.

Just like pinching a mosquito, pinch it lightly.

In the end, these Xu Xuying also exploded.

Failed to return.

Cheng Bozhou turned his head in a daze, and saw a face he was more familiar with in the past.

"Xu, Xu Nian? You... what are you going to do?"

Cheng Bozhou felt uneasy, and even stepped back with the stool.

The result is great action.

The legs hooked on the table legs, and the teapot was knocked over, so that the bitter tea was poured on the body.

Xu Nian looked at the member of External Martial Arts who was once envied by the children in the village, but now he was cowering in front of him.

He didn't even bother to wipe off the tea stains.

"Master Cheng, I have to trouble you to come with me."

Now that Cheng Bozhou heard the sound of son, it seemed like irony no matter how he heard it.

He poked his neck: "Why, why?"

Xu Nian pondered for a moment, then said softly: "For your own good, you should act as...well, the town magician is doing something, and I need you to cooperate."

"You, are you working in Zhenma Division now?"

Cheng Bozhou thought this was the reason why Xu Nian was so successful in Yujing, and even Zhu Shaoquan, who was born in a noble family, respected him very much.

Xu Nian shrugged: "It's sort of."

Cheng Bozhou's face was ashen, and he staggered to his feet.

This staggers.

Half of it was really unwell, like a sudden serious illness.

Partly intimidated by the reputation of Zhenmensi.

"Xu Nian...no, not...Master Xu, I was blind before, you don't remember the faults of villains, don't bother with me...just think of it as if our family harvested bamboo in your village in the past, even if it wasn't Well, there is also a little sympathy in it, right?"

Cheng Bozhou thought Xu Nian's revenge came so fast.

This is to hurt yourself.

It was too troublesome to explain clearly, Xu Nian just said lightly: "Don't think too much, this is for your own good."

Are you planning to let me go?

Cheng Bozhou seemed to be mourning his concubine, but he didn't dare to disobey the famous and powerful Zhenmagic.

With his head down, he followed behind Xu Nian.

"Have you paid for this pot of tea?"

"No, no..."

Xu Nian didn't say anything, and left ten copper coins beside the overturned teapot.

When Cheng's family was still harvesting bamboo in Hezhu Village, a load of bamboo could only be sold for twenty copper plates, but to be honest, this was already a price that the villagers were quite satisfied with.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have cut down the bamboo until it was bare and sold it to the Cheng family.

Xu Nian said it was for Cheng Bozhou's benefit, but Cheng Bozhou thought it was a threat.

actually not.

This is the truth.

Xu Nian is not Cheng Bozhou who came here specially, he used Heavenly Devil to lure Feng Shouzuo to this place, following the phantom of Heavenly Devil that Feng Shouzuo intentionally left behind. It’s just that the place where the phantom of Heavenly Devil returns to its home just happened to point to Cheng Bozhou. .

This means that in Cheng Bozhou's soul, there is an emissary of the Heavenly Devil religion parasitizing.

Although the phantom is gone.

But it is like a flower that pinches off the fruit that is not yet fully ripe.

The root is still in Cheng Bozhou's body.