My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Two days later, Ji Shitang.

In late autumn, the howling autumn wind came from north to south, and the weather gradually became colder.

Almost all the leaves on the old locust tree fell, and the bare trunk looked a bit deserted and desolate.

An Jing is sitting in front of the medicine cabinet, and the light on the book is getting stronger and stronger. It is very likely that the seal will be broken tonight, and then the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will flow out.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, recorded in ancient books, was cultivated by master masters.

So if today is the time when the seal is broken, you must seize this opportunity. As long as you get this ray of heaven and earth aura, you will be able to speed up the progress of your condensed earth flowers.

"Li Fuzhou, that old boy, he's been following me these days. I'll think of a way at night."

An Jing lowered his head and pondered, then glanced at the little black boy who was lying at his feet, "Little black boy, come on, help me think..."

"Ow~ Prosperous!"

The little black boy's hair stood on end, and then he walked quickly towards the back hall, as if he was afraid of hearing something he shouldn't have heard.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou came out holding a big jar, and the little black boy bumped into Li Fuzhou's leg post, and then turned over.

"Why are you so panic?"

Li Fuzhou raised his brows and reprimanded the little black boy, "You often listen to the old man to study, which is considered a bit of knowledge. The old man has warned you over and over again not to be too irritable and panic, what are you doing now? System!?"

"Ow~ woo!"

Little Hei Zai let out a cry, then squatted on the ground and looked at Li Fuzhou with his head tilted.

Seeing Li Fuzhou's serious face, An Jing immediately felt amused that this old man would care about a dog so much.

"What's in this jar?"

Li Fuzhou smiled lightly, and said, "It's the medicinal wine that the young lady made for my uncle. It is said that you can take it at the end of the year."

"It's pretty good, let's put everything in it."

An Jing glanced at the inside of the jar.

"do not know."

Li Fuzhou put the jar on the ground and said with a smile, "Uncle, I heard that you don't like drinking medicinal wine?"

"Who are you listening to? It's not Tan Yun again, is it?"

An Jing looked at the loving medicinal wine that Zhao Qingmei made for herself, and said, "This is a good thing, how can I not love it? Besides, my wife made it for me, I have to drink it all anyway."

This is not medicinal wine, but Madam's love for me.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Fuzhou coughed twice, "This medicinal wine is too domineering. You can't finish it all by yourself, Uncle. This old man can share one or two for Uncle."

Fuck!

An Jing understood, this old boy wanted his own medicinal wine.

Sure enough, no man would refuse something that nourishes the kidneys and aphrodisiacs.

Seeing An Jing's reluctance, Li Fuzhou sighed and said, "Mr. Zhao keeps asking me..."

"You're right, I definitely can't finish this wine alone."

When An Jing heard this, he interrupted Li Fuzhou quickly.

"Uncle, that's right."

Li Fuzhou nodded with satisfaction, "If there is something to do tonight, I won't help my uncle keep accounts, and Zhou Xianming will be back soon. Uncle remember to send me some 'wages' at that time."

After speaking, Li Fuzhou walked outside with a smile.

An Jing looked at Li Fuzhou's back, what the old boy said was something, but he was just listening to music in Goulan.

If Li Fuzhou didn't follow him, he could easily slip out.

Thinking of this, An Jing quickly began to close the store.

"Husband, isn't it closing time yet?"

Zhao Qingmei walked out and saw that An Jing was facing the wooden board, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"Han Wenxin said that there was a prisoner in the prison who suffered from cold disease, let me go and see." An Jing had already thought of his words.

"That boy Han Wenxin?"

Zhao Qingmei raised her brows, then glanced at An Jing suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really, of course it's true, I have to go and have a look."

An Jing said without a red heart.

"Okay, it's cold at night, wear more clothes." Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's serious expression, and finally nodded.

Anyway, there should be no serious problems with the masters of the magic sect following him.

"Don't worry, Madam, just wait for me to return."

An Jing smiled, put the wooden boards on top of each other, picked up the small medicine box, and walked out of Ji Shi Tang.

........

Wuyang Restaurant, in the box on the second floor.

Han Wenxin looked at An Jing with emotion, "Brother An, it's been a long time since we had such a good time with wine."

Ever since An Jing got married, he seldom went out for drinks with him. I don't know what happened today, but he invited him out for drinks.

"Yes."

An Jing sighed and said, "There is no more food at home."

"Brother An, let's stop talking, let's have a drink."

Han Wenxin raised his glass, "I hope this glass of wine can dispel recent worries and troubles."

"Sorrow and trouble?" An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin and said, "Because of that girl Dai?"

"Just let the past go with the wind, don't mention it again." Han Wenxin said with a deep expression.

"What's wrong? Was it rejected?"

"How can it be!?"

Han Wenxin said with a serious face: "After I took her to the Faxi Temple in Sanmiaoshan that day, I planned to return home, but the girl Dai insisted on keeping me and invited me to see the stars, and I finally refused resolutely. ."

An Jing's face was full of questions: "Look at the stars? Invite you? You refused?"

An Jing felt that he was listening to a fairy tale, except for the names of the people, all of them were fake.

"Everything I said is true. If what I said is false, then let that old boy Zhou Xianming be the leader of the autumn season."

Seeing An Jing's expression, Han Wenxin hurriedly said, "I told you, yesterday she asked me to accompany her to play the Yuzhou River with her, but under the circumstances of the kindness, I reluctantly went, the process was really boring, come back Later, I asked the old master from Mazixiang to calculate the character of me and Miss Dai."

"I found out that I don't agree with her."

An Jing raised his brows, "Character mismatch??"

"It's just a character mismatch."

Han Wenxin sighed and said, "My father said that he would be aggressive, and she came to me again today. I rejected her intentions directly. I told her that I am a man like the wind, and it is impossible for me to do it for you. She stayed, you don't know, seeing her heartbroken look, I almost softened my heart, but then thinking of Brother An's words, I made up my mind completely."

After speaking, Han Wenxin still had a look of emotion and happiness.

An Jing couldn't help but asked curiously, "Brother Han, what did I say?"

"You forgot, you told me once."

Han Wenxin put his arms around An Jing's shoulders and scolded Fang Qiu: "It takes the time to chase a horse to plant a grassland, not a forest for a tree."

An Jing wondered, "Did I say that?"

It seems that he liked to chat with Han Wenxin in the past~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but he mostly forgot about it.

But that was all in the past, he is a serious man now...  

"I said it."

Han Wenxin pointed excitedly at the tall buildings in the distance, and said, "Brother An, you are a beacon in the path of my life, guiding me forward until I reach the hook."

Fuck!

I don't want to be such a beacon.

When An Jing heard this, his face darkened.

"Come on, Brother An, let's drink this cup!"

"Come and drink!"

......

After three rounds of wine, and five flavors of food.

"Come... come and drink."

Han Wenxin was already drunk and unconscious, lying on the table drunk and murmuring, holding a jug in his hand.

An Jing moved his muscles and bones, and took out a navy blue cloak from the small medicine box as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Han, just drink here for a while."

He still has big things to do, and finding Han Wenxin for a drink is just a pretense.

At this time, Han Wenxin had lost his mind, and he put the jug in his mouth subconsciously, but when he took a sip, his brows knitted together, and he couldn't help cursing: "This tastes wrong... .."

An Jing changed his clothes and said, "What's wrong?"

This wine is the most famous restaurant in Yuzhou City. In addition to being cheap, the taste of the wine is also outstanding.

"No....not salty enough."

Han Wenxin said in a low voice, then lay on the table and licked his lips.

After hearing this, An Jing was stunned for a while, and then said quietly, "So Brother Han likes the smell of pickled vegetables from the old altar."

.........