The fairy is fierce

After a snowfall, the courtyard next to the Monster Hunting Division was covered in silver.

There was also a layer of snow on the windowsill outside the west wing, with a bulge in the middle. When you walk in and take a closer look, you can find a chubby big dumpling, lying listlessly on the windowsill in a daze.

After being raised by Shangguan Lingye for two months in the Burning Smoke Sect, Tuanzi was used to a life of "luxury and food", and it was obviously a bit aggrieved to come back.

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Tang Jingyan was not as pampered as Shangguan Lingye. Because it ate too much, he cut its food intake in half after coming back, and it was not allowed to sleep late. It had to be shaken up before dawn and thrown outside to catch insects to feed itself.

But where did the insects come from in the winter?

Tuanzi didn't dare to offend his biological mother, and his godmother, who had a grandmother, was not there, so he could only lie on the windowsill and doubt his bird life.

The courtyard was very quiet. Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingyan were packing up and putting on makeup in the house. Leng Zhu was wearing a small jacket and skirt, squatting in the yard with great interest, gathering the white snow together and making a dumpling.

Dadan Dynasty is adjacent to the South China Sea, with a humid and hot climate. It rarely snows, and when it does, it is just small snowflakes that disappear when they fall to the ground; this kind of heavy snow that can accumulate to a thick thickness is actually the first time for everyone.

Leng Zhu had a lot of fun, but her craftsmanship was really not good. After piling for most of the day, she only made a duck without a neck. She was quite proud to ask for credit:

"How is it? Looks like you, right?"

"Ji?"

The dumpling slightly raised its head, a little confused, probably meaning that you are piling a bird? You might as well just make a ball!

Leng Zhu compared them and felt that the dumpling was a little thin, so he pushed it back and started over, and cut off the head of the snow dumpling with a knife.

Snap

The hand rose and the head fell!

"Ji?!"

Tuanzi's eyes were full of fear, and he shrunk his neck and leaned against the window corner.

In the room behind him, Tang Jingxun sat in front of the dressing table combing her hair, absent-minded, and her face was still a little depressed.

Tang Jingxun was intimate with Zuo Lingquan the night before yesterday, and her original intention was to get Shangguan Laozu to deal with him and give him a warning; but the result was good, he was tricked and sent to Jiang Yi's room.

At that time, she couldn't leave, so she had to continue acting, and slept with Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi all night; that was fine, Jiang Yi kept asking her "How did Zuo Lingquan bully you?" and other questions, which almost embarrassed her to death.

After suffering such a big loss, she must settle the account. After returning to the room, she muttered to herself for a while, but the dead woman didn't respond to her at all. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she didn't sleep well these two days.

Tang Jingxun has lived alone since she was young to take care of the family business. She has never been a woman who is willing to suffer losses. How can she tolerate being disturbed by outsiders when being intimate with her man?

But now it seems that there is no way to retaliate...

How can I prevent the dead woman from doing bad things...

Tang Jingxun pondered for a moment, and suddenly she seemed to be afraid that her apprentice would know about this.

As long as her apprentice is in front of her, the dead woman will definitely not dare to come over!

Tang Jingxun sat up a little straighter, thinking that this solution is feasible, but she was immediately discouraged.

After all, when she was intimate with Xiao Zuo, the dead woman would come to interrupt; she couldn't pull the Queen Dowager of Dayan to her when she was intimate with Xiao Zuo.

She didn't mind, and Xiao Zuo probably didn't mind either, but if the Queen Dowager knew this idea, she would definitely castrate Xiao Zuo.

Even if the Queen Dowager didn't mind, the court of Dayan would be furious.

The 100-year-old concubine openly keeps a lover, and even shares a husband with a street barmaid...

Tang Jingxun shrank her neck and quickly gave up the idea of ​​losing her head.

After thinking about it for a long time, although she didn't find the direction to subdue the dead woman, the imperial concubine was obviously a breakthrough. As a disciple, the imperial concubine might know the dead woman's weakness.

Thinking of this, Tang Jingxun nodded secretly and felt that he could give it a try...

On the other side, in the east wing.

Wu Qingwan sat in front of the bed, folded her clothes and put them in the package, waiting for Jiang Yi to come and pick her up.

The news that the sword worship stage was famous in the whole venue had just been passed back through the Tiandun card; since the establishment of Qihuang Valley, the most powerful one is her master Yue Pingyang, and even the serious Youhuang Immortal Master has never appeared. Now that Zuo Lingquan and the second uncle have become "figures" in the cultivation of Taoism, Wu Qingwan naturally feels "proud of it".

She rushed to Tiehe Valley, not to watch the excitement, but mainly because she heard that Zuo Lingquan would fight in the ring in three days.

Zuo Lingquan had already fought with the genius of the Nine Sects today, and the consumption must be huge. These three days are for Zuo Lingquan to recuperate and restore his physical strength and true qi reserves.

Zuo Lingquan knows the "Yangqi Jue" and can refine qi alone, but the true qi refined by the "Yangqi Jue" is not pure enough, which will slightly reduce the upper limit of the cultivator's combat power, which will definitely affect the battle in three days.

As a dual cultivation partner, Wu Qingwan can no longer help Zuo Lingquan improve his realm due to the restrictions of the "Qinglian Zhengjing", but she can still help Zuo Lingquan refine true qi, so she must go there in time.

However, Wu Qingwan and Zuo Lingquan have been together for so long, and she has already understood Zuo Lingquan's temperament.

After such a wonderful record, Zuo Lingquan will definitely ask her for a reward when he practices, and she really deserves the reward.

As for how to reward...

Wu Qingwan sat by the bed, her eyes slightly hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, she got up and went to the closet, rummaged under her skirt, and found a bright red flower carp.

The color was rather sultry, and it was Zuo Lingquan's favorite.

After folding the bellyband, Wu Qingwan squatted down and opened the copper lock of the small wooden box containing personal belongings.

Inside the wooden box were various tools for refining weapons, as well as small items that were too small to be seen in person.

Three pairs of furry ears were placed side by side, and a small notebook recording cultivation experience was placed beside it. There were also two fox tails that had been prepared long ago but had never been dared to be taken out.

A fox tail was pure white, with loose and slender hair, and a conical object made of warm jade at the top. She didn't know what it was used for.

There is also a red fox tail, which Wu Qingwan figured out by herself. The top is a red lace that can be tied around the waist. This seems to her to be much more normal. At least it can be tied up. It is not like the first type. Know where to hang.

Wu Qingwan felt a little tangled in her heart, feeling that she was too indulgent of Zuo Lingquan and was not like a dignified woman.

But if you reward him appropriately and meet Ling Quan’s small request, it doesn’t seem to be a big problem...

After Wu Qingwan hesitated for a moment, she picked up the training manual and other items, walked to the bed and put them into the package.

There is only one Linglong Pavilion at home, and Zuo Lingquan takes it with him. Others still have to pack things in big bags and small bags.

Although the foxtail is very light, in order to maintain its shape, it obviously cannot be rolled into a ball. Wu Qingwan coiled the fox tail into a circle. Before she could place it, she heard a soft sound of a 'ding bell' coming from outside.

It's the warning bell of the Golden Turtle Formation, someone is coming.

Wu Qingwan knew Jiang Yi was back and thought Leng Zhu would run to open the door. She was about to put her things away quickly, but she didn't expect that the door was pushed open and a joyful voice came:

"Auntie, Zuo Lingquan was so powerful just now...eh?"

…

The painting boat stopped directly in the courtyard. Jiang Yi, who flew back from the Iron River Valley, jumped off the deck and rushed directly into the east wing.

Zuo Lingquan's performance at the Sword Worship Platform was overwhelming. Although Jiang Yi acted reserved to Zuo Lingquan, she was already very excited. Naturally, she shared it with her aunt as soon as she came back.

But after Jiang Yi rushed into the room, she didn't even finish her words, her expression was stunned.

I saw Wu Qingwan, who was wearing a cloud-white dress. Her usually quiet and elegant face was a little panicked at this time. She was holding a small package in her hand and was bending to stuff it under the bed. However, she froze halfway through. He was looking at her with a complicated expression.

Jiang Yi asked doubtfully: "Auntie, what are you...doing?"

"I……"

Wu Qingwan was frightened, blinked her eyes, slowly picked up the package again, and said with a smile:

"Pack some belongings, bellybands, etc. I thought Ling Quan rushed in carelessly."

"oh."

After such an interruption, Jiang Yi's excitement calmed down a little, but she was still very happy. ☞ ♦ ♦♦She came to the bed and wanted to help her aunt take the package and set off together.

But as I got closer, I found a green leather booklet behind Wu Qingwan. The style was the same as the booklet used to record things in Qihuang Valley, but I had never seen it before.

"What's this?"

Jiang Yi picked it up and wanted to open it, but as soon as she started, she heard a voice from beside her:

"ah!"

Wu Qingwan really didn't notice that this fatal thing was placed behind her back. She hurriedly raised her hand to grab it and hid it behind her waist. ? ?

Jiang Yi was a little confused by this sneaky action:

"Auntie, you?"

Wu Qingwan's heart was in turmoil, but she had to act calm as usual. Her heart suddenly changed and she smiled softly:

"This is a diary that my aunt wrote in her spare time. You cannot let others read it."

Jiang Yi remembered that Wu Qingwan didn't record his daily habits. After all, life in Qihuang Valley was the same and there was nothing to remember. However, she didn't know it was possible, so she stopped being curious and said with a smile:

"Let's go to the Iron River Valley. Auntie, you don't know, it's very lively there today..."

Wu Qingwan smiled slightly awkwardly, carefully put the booklet in her arms and put it away. She got up with the package and left the wing with Jiang Yi...

Chapter 88

Not long after, Huafang took off again and flew towards the Iron River Valley hundreds of miles away.

Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi were sitting in the cabin, chatting about the big and small things that happened at the Sword Worship Platform; Leng Zhu, as a bed-warming maid, was not generally interested in the future master's deeds. At this time, she was sitting inside to help handle the case files and eavesdropped. Details of the battle.

Although the actual battle situation was that Zuo Lingquan killed his opponent with one sword, and Jiang Yi was too expert to understand it, but he still told it vividly, even depicting the stunned expressions of the elders of the nine sects.

Tang Jingxuan has always been relatively weak because of her status as Princess Jiang Yi. After being tricked by the dead woman the night before, she was even more embarrassed to sit together and laugh. After boarding the ship, she came to the deck to think about the scenery. Follow your own strategies.

The deck was not very big, so Leng Zhu also brought the piled snow dumplings up and placed them on the bow of the ship as a mascot. The dumplings were about to see their nanny. They were a little excited, but they didn't dare to show it in front of Tang Jingxun. I can squat on Xue Tuanzi’s head and enjoy the cold wind blowing comfortably.

It's much warmer inside the cabin.

When Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi stayed together, apart from spiritual matters, the most common thing they talked about was their parents' quarrels.

After finishing talking about the sword worship platform, Wu Qingwan asked about personal matters:

"After you and Xu Zhining separated, did you stay in the inn?"

Jiang Yi was sitting behind the desk, stamping the seal on the file. She paused slightly when she heard these words, her face turned slightly red, and her expression was genuine as usual;

"We found a two-story building next to the river to live in. The Crown Princess said she found a place for Zuo Lingquan to practice. If there is no place, we will stay there tonight."

After all, Jiang Yi was a daughter in her twenties, so she had the nerve to tell her family that she was secretly having sex with her boyfriend.

However, both Wu Qingwan and Leng Zhu knew Jiang Yi very well, and when they saw Jiang Yi's rare twitchiness, they felt something was wrong.

Leng Zhu asked curiously:

"Princess, did Mr. Zuo fall asleep holding you in his arms again?"

Wu Qingwan was a little panicked, feeling as if she was about to go to the execution ground. But this is also a good thing, it is better than hiding it all the time. She asked tentatively:

"Have you ever..."

Jiang Yi could no longer suppress the blush on her face, picked up the file and handed it to Wu Qingwan:

"What's there to talk about? Auntie, please help me and give me advice."

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled. She could ask Zuo Lingquan anyway, so she stopped asking.

A small boat passed through a sea of ​​clouds and returned to the Iron River Valley in the afternoon.

The painting boat had the function of automatically returning to Hong Kong, so it landed in the courtyard of the Tiedong Mansion sect without any guidance.

The Iron Head Mansion is built on a plain, backed by the Iron Head Cave in the depths of the Fallen Soul Abyss. It is very large, but there is no fairy mountain that is common among sects. The monks all live in their own cultivation mansions; the architectural style is majestic and hard-core. It looks more like a military fortress. The disciples inside, both male and female, are all wearing heavy armor. From the sky, you can feel the overwhelming and arrogant aura.

Shangguan Lingye was the former Qingkui of Tiedong Mansion, the direct descendant of the ancestor, and the same generation as the master of the palace, Situ Baye. The place of cultivation within the sect was naturally the best place for cultivation.

Ever since he went to Linyuan City eighty years ago, Shangguan Lingye had fulfilled his duties and kept the place as a prison. He only returned to the sect a few times to deal with matters, but he never returned to his mansion.

Tiedong Mansion has always been her residence, and no outsiders dare to enter without permission. However, it is inevitable that some dead leaves and residual snow will accumulate over the years, and the green plants and flowers in the courtyard are also a bit messy.

The painting boat landed in the small lake behind the mansion, and next to the white courtyard wall was the private martial arts arena.

Zuo Lingquan had just practiced the Sky Sword for a long time, and practiced sparring skills with Shangguan Lingye. After destroying all his energy, he had already gone to the stone room behind the house to meditate and refine his energy.

Under the wide eaves of the courtyard, the Crown Princess in a phoenix skirt is leaning against a small table with her left hand supporting her face. Her posture is slightly lazy, her face is slightly flushed, and she is holding a wine bowl in her right hand. Drink by yourself.

When he saw the painting boat coming back, Shangguan Lingye put down the wine bowl and dispelled the alcoholism on his body. He stood up and walked across the courtyard wall, saying:

"Zuo Lingquan has gone to practice. The house is full of spiritual energy and the rooms are empty. You can just find a place with a good environment to stay."

Jiang Yi was still processing the case files, which kept coming from Tianji Pavilion. According to the usual rules, they would not be finished before night, so she did not disembark, and Leng Zhu was also there to help.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun got off the boat, bowed and said hello, then took their belongings and started looking for a room to stay.

Although Shangguan Lingye wanted to be lazy, he arranged for Jiang Yi to work as a coolie. She couldn't do it without paying attention, so she thought of going to the boat to express condolences about her work.

But before she even got on the boat, she saw Tang Jingxuan in a goose-yellow dress walking over.

Tang Jingxuan and Shangguan Lingye were very different in terms of status, international status, and seniority in cultivation. In addition, there was an ancestor of Shangguan in the middle. They didn't have much contact with each other. It could be said that they had never been alone together, and they were not very familiar with each other.

Tang Jingxuan wanted to get in touch with Shangguan Lingye, but he couldn't come over to strike up a conversation directly. In order to find an excuse, he made dumplings, who knew nothing but eating, a topic.

At this time, Tang Jingxuan walked quickly, holding a fluffy dumpling in his hand; the dumpling was lying with its little paws in the sky, its mouth was crooked, its eyes were slanted, and its little tongue was sticking out, looking like a bird that was dying. It looks very pitiful.

Shangguan Lingye liked dumplings very much, so he was a little nervous when he saw this scene. He ducked to the verandah and lowered his head to check:

"What happened to Tuanzi?"

"grumble"

Tuanzi let out a weak cry, which probably meant "Niaoniao is dying and wants to eat another small dried fish before he dies."

But only Tang Jingxun could understand this meaning.

When Tang Jingxuan saw that Tuanzi had overacted, he gave it a fierce look, and then said:

"I made you laugh. It has been with you for a while. It misses you very much. It couldn't sleep well at night. It kept clamoring to see you. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you."

Shangguan Lingye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, sat down on the bench in the verandah, took the dumplings and held them in his hands, took out a small dried fish for cats and fed them to the dumplings:

"What's the inconvenience of this? I usually have nothing to do, and I want to keep him with me, but he's a little more clingy to you and I can't raise him well at all."

The dumpling turned over and rubbed against Shangguan Lingye's soft chest. He said "chichichi~" twice, thinking that he was saying, "If you have something to eat, it will be cooked. Birds are famous for their soft mouths."

Tang Jingxuan didn't know what to say about the delicious dumplings made by laziness, and ignored him. He sat next to Shangguan Lingye and asked:

"I heard that the empress has lived alone in the palace for eighty years. It's quite hard to think about it... By the way, it's been so many years. Why doesn't your master let you remarry? Is it because of the rules in the palace that don't allow remarriage? "? ?

Shangguan Lingye had never talked about this kind of gossip among women. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"After the death of the emperor, except for the queen's concubine who gave birth to a prince, other concubines can leave the palace and remarry according to etiquette and law; but I am not considered to have married into the palace, it is just in name only... Master actually said that I can go out, but not for the time being. Think about where to go.”

Tang Jingxun mainly wanted to find out the weakness of the dead mother-in-law, and then find a way to scare the dead mother-in-law from coming, so as not to harm her good things. She thought for a while and then said:

"Your master, Ghost... um... used my body a few times, but I'm not very familiar with her, so I'm quite curious. What kind of person is she?"

Shangguan Lingye scratched Tuanzi's fat belly, thought about it for a moment, and then said:

"Master is very powerful. He is omnipotent and comes from this world. It makes people feel unreachable. Well...if there is a saint in the world, he should be like Master."

Tang Jingxuan didn't believe it at all. In her eyes, the Shangguan ancestor was just a dead woman with great magical powers, and she was also very unreasonable. However, it was not good to say these words in front of other disciples. She nodded slightly and said:

"Well, um...is your master afraid of anything? For example, rats...I guess not rats, just similar things..."? ?

Shangguan Lingye was a little confused, but he still thought about it seriously and replied:

"No, the motto of Tiedong Mansion, 'Advance, never retreat', was passed down from Master; there is nothing in the world that can scare Master, and there is no person or thing that can stop Master. Miss Tang asked why. ?”

Tang Jingxuan took a deep breath and sighed softly: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. There are women in the world who are not afraid of anything. It's amazing."

Shangguan Lingye chatted for a few words, but he also became interested and asked:

"How did Master possess you? I have never seen a similar technique before. The technique of seizing the body will devour the original owner, but nothing happened to you. You have never been able to figure it out."

Tang Jingxun actually couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and said:

"I don't know. Anyway, she often comes uninvited and doesn't choose the right time..."?

Shangguan Lingye's mind was extremely sharp, and when he heard these words, his heart moved slightly.

What the ancestors are afraid of...

There's no time to pick...

Do you think Master is in the way and want to find a way to prevent Master from possessing you?

Before Shangguan Lingye finished thinking about it, Tang Jingxuan continued: "But your master is here to help Xiao Zuo. I'm very grateful to her. I'm just asking out of curiosity."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jingxun couldn't ask about the weakness of the Shangguan Patriarch, and she couldn't continue to talk nonsense. She stood up to say goodbye and left the verandah with Niaoniao.

Shangguan Lingye looked at Tang Jingxuan's leaving back and suddenly felt that he had caught something.

If the master only comes to protect Zuo Lingquan, Tang Jingxun should not resist.

Since we want to find and prevent Master from coming over, Master must have possessed him at an inopportune time...

When is it inappropriate?

"..."

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the last time he saw Tang Jingxuan and Zuo Lingquan being intimate in the Zhuoyan Sect.

She heard the words 'How dare you again' at that time, and she still thinks it was the master who said it, but she failed to catch it at the time. Could it be that the ancestor did come, but left afterwards?

When the two were making out, Zuo Lingquan still had his hands inside his skirt. The ancestor came over and said, "Don't you dare again"...

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to think further.

This matter cannot be determined by just guessing, real evidence must be found, but the evidence is obviously difficult to find.

After Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a moment, he simply thought of a simple way to talk in person.

After she made up her mind, she stood up, spread her hands, and felt the energy flowing through her body.

Soon, the golden phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye began to change, gradually shrinking and deforming, turning into a warm yellow pleated skirt, the same style as Tang Jingxun.

Her graceful makeup and pretty cheeks have also undergone subtle changes. Even her height has been slightly lowered, gradually transforming into a completely different look.

The technique of changing the body shape requires forcible fine-tuning of the whole body, and it is continuous, and the true energy fluctuates too much. Even if they look alike, the monks can still tell the difference at a glance, and they cannot deceive practitioners at all.

But Shangguan Lingye didn't care about this, after all, she was not pretending to be Tang Jingxun.

Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and looked at his bulging breasts, waist and hips. After confirming that the size was OK, his eyes were slightly cold, and he made the majestic look of a master looking down at the people from a bird's eye, and walked towards the secret practice room at the back of the mansion...

Six thousand words...