My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

It is early autumn, the hot summer is gone, the cool autumn wind blows from the north to the south, and an autumn rain arrives as promised.

On the south wharf of Yuzhou City, people come and go, still lively.

The Dayan Autumn Festival is approaching, and the Autumn Festival in Jiangnan Road is held in Linjiang City, so Zhou Xianming wants to take a boat to Linjiang City to participate in this Autumn Festival.

An Jing, Han Wenxin and Li Fuzhou came to the pier to see Zhou Xianming off.

Zhou Xianming looked at a few people and said confidently: "This autumn, Zhou will definitely be the leader and return."

"Where does this little old man get your confidence? It can't be that oiran, right?"

Han Wenxin was wearing a fast-catching suit, holding a knife in one hand and picking his nostrils in the other, his face full of suspicion.

These days, Zhou Xianming, apart from listening to music in Goulan, is listening to music in Goulan, and he has never seen him read a book seriously. How dare he go to the autumn festival?

Could it be that Zhou Xianming was secretly lying on the belly of a girl and studying hard?

"It's really rude. Zhou is only two out of 30 this year, and it's his thirties."

Zhou Xianming snorted coldly, and slapped his sleeves, but he cursed inwardly: A vulgar warrior, with simple limbs and a simple mind, can only use his hands and feet. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not speak his mind, but Zhou will not care about you for now.

"The eldest is not too young. You even need my younger brother and sister to support you. You are too embarrassed to say that you will stand at 30?"

Han Wenxin laughed when he heard it, "Some people stand at 30, but some people fall at 30. The former is talking about me, isn't the latter talking about you, Lao Zhou?"

Thirty and down! ?

Hearing Han Wenxin's words, Zhou Xianming almost fainted.

Bad luck!

Too bad!

I shouldn't have let this Han Wufu come today, it's really bad luck!

"Alright, Brother Han."

An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming's anger and dared not to speak, and couldn't help but smile: "After all, Mr. Zhou is about to take a scientific examination, we have to say something auspicious."

He knew clearly in his heart that Zhou Xianming had some ink, and maybe he would really be able to go to Qiuwei High School, but above Qiuwei there were also the meeting and palace exams, which were the key to his career.

Zhou Xianming nodded his head when he heard it, but it was Doctor Xiao An who spoke nicely, not like that vulgar martial artist, who made people angry.

An Jing took out a piece of white paper and said seriously: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, the money you borrowed yesterday and the two previous times, a total of 21 taels, if you win, remember to pay it back. If there is no high school, you have said it yourself, then it will be repaid by cattle and horses, and my wife and I figured it out last night, and it will take a total of one year and two months to pay off all."

Zhou Xianming: "..."

"The passenger ship going to Linjiang City is about to depart, and those going to Linjiang City are boarding the ship quickly. There is a delay and the ship will not be able to leave until tomorrow."

At this moment, a clear drink came from the ferry.

I saw that the figures on both sides were chaotic, and they were all hurriedly walking towards the passenger ship with their luggage and bags on their backs.

"Doctor Xiao An, Zhou is leaving. It won't be too late to talk about this when Zhou returns."

Zhou Xianming hurriedly coughed lightly, then looked at Li Fuzhou, who was beside him, and said, "Mr. Li, Zhou is leaving."

Li Fuzhou said very sadly: "This parting, I don't know when we will be able to listen to music together again."

"Hey."

Zhou Xianming also sighed when he heard it, "The third master is waiting for me to come back. You can play in the largest painting boat in Yuzhou City. The prostitutes there are very smooth, and you will definitely be satisfied."

"Okay, it's fine." Li Fuzhou's eyes lit up.

The two of them were reluctant to part in their eyes, showing deep affection and sincerity.

As expected of listening to music together, this feeling is good.

An Jing said angrily from the side: "Six days in autumn, four days back and forth, playing in the middle, putting on the list, but only twenty days, it doesn't have to be like this."

Zhou Xianming packed his bags and boarded the passenger ship. At this moment, when he saw the three people on the dock seeing him off, he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

"Everyone, it's getting cold, go back."

In this Autumn Examination, so many people who 'care' about him came to see him off.

Li Fuzhou's passenger boat was floating, and he couldn't help but said, "The rain is clear and the clouds disperse the north wind and cold, and the road to Yushui and Wushan is difficult. You must be drunk today to send you off. The road to remembering each other in the Ming Dynasty is long."

"Good poetry, Mr. Li is a great talent!" Zhou Xianming's eyes lit up, but his heart warmed.

"Okay!"

Han Wenxin couldn't help but patted his hands beside him.

"Do you understand this poem?"

An Jing raised his brows.

Han Wenxin is the literacy level who can read characters. He has just passed the illiterate pass line, yet he is able to analyze poems?

When Han Wenxin saw An Jing's eyes, he immediately smiled and said, "As long as I don't understand the verses, I think it's all good."

Ever since he was a child, he read ancient poems and found a truth. As long as he thought it was convoluted and obscure, others would definitely praise it, which made Han Wenxin remember it in his bones.

"You can't teach Ruzi." Li Fuzhou glanced at Han Wenxin and sighed helplessly. His own verse for him was undoubtedly a cow chewing peony.

An Jing also said sadly, "Let me compose a poem to see Mr. Zhou off."

When several people heard it, they all pricked up their ears and listened. Zhou Xianming was filled with gratitude and tears in his eyes.

An Jing took a deep breath and pondered for a while before he said, "The wind is shaky and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he leaves..."

Hearing this, Zhou Xianming staggered and almost fell off the boat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Come on! Get off the boat! "

Li Fuzhou: "..."

Han Wenxin: "......"

This is easy to understand, and he understands it.

The three of them watched the passenger ship go away, and Zhou Xianming, who was standing on the ship, kept waving to the three of them.

"This little old man is about to break his hand."

Han Wenxin couldn't help muttering as he looked at the black dots that were getting smaller and smaller in the distance.

"Everyone is gone, I should go to the doctor too." An Jing moved his muscles and bones.

When I went out today, in addition to seeing Zhou Xianming off, I also went to Mazi Lane in the west of the city for a consultation.

"Master, you really don't need the old man to help you?"

Li Fuzhou asked from the side.

When I came, I agreed that Li Fuzhou was just here to see Zhou Xianming off.

"No, I was alone before."

An Jing waved his hand.

He always felt that Li Fuzhou was a spy placed by Zhao Qingmei's side. Although he didn't do anything, he was a little uncomfortable, and he had to be on guard at all times.

After all, the little old man said that he would eat him for the rest of his life.

"Okay then, Uncle, I'll go back first."

Li Fuzhou clasped his fists, ready to turn around and return to Ji Shi Tang.

"Brother An, is Tan Yun at home?" Han Wenxin's eyes lit up slightly, and his hands tumbled slightly.

"Yes." An Jing nodded.

"I see, Brother An, go get yourself busy."

Han Wenxin heard that he quickly caught up with Li Fuzhou, "Third Master, wait for me, the city is not peaceful recently, I will **** you back."

"This kid."

When An Jing saw this, he couldn't help but chuckled, and then walked towards Mazi Alley in the west of the city.

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