Too Reckless

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A snow fell, and the courtyard next to the Demon Slayer was dressed in a silver suit.

There was also a layer of snow on the windowsill outside the west wing, with a bulge in the middle. When I walked in and took a closer look, I realized that it was a big chubby dumpling, lying on the windowsill in a daze.

After being raised by Shangguan Lingye for two months in the Burning Smoke Sect, the dumplings were used to the days of 'brocade clothing and jade food', and they were obviously a little aggrieved when they came back.

Tang Jingxuan didn't dote on it as much as Shangguan Lingye. Because it ate too round, he cut his food intake in half when he came back. He couldn't sleep late, he had to be shaken up before dawn, and thrown outside to catch bugs to support himself.

But where do the bugs come from in winter?

The dumplings didn't dare to provoke their own mother, and the godmother with the big grandmother was not there, so they could only lie on the window sill and suspect Niaosheng.

The courtyard was very quiet. Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingshen packed up and put on makeup in the house, while Leng Zhu was wearing a small jacket and skirt, squatting in the courtyard with great interest, gathering the snow together to form a dumpling.

The Great Dan Dynasty is adjacent to the South China Sea. The climate is hot and humid, and there is very little time for snowfall. There are only small snowflakes, and they disappear when they fall. It is the first time for everyone to see such heavy snow that can accumulate to a thickness.

Leng Zhu had a lot of fun, but her craftsmanship was really poor. She piled up a duck without a neck for a long time, and she even said proudly:

"How? Like you?"

"grumble?"

The dumpling raised his head slightly, a little dazed, the meaning was probably - are you piling up birds? You might as well just pile up a ball!

Leng Zhu compared his eyes, and felt that the dumplings were a little thin, so he knocked them down and cut off the head of the snow dumplings with a knife.

chap——

Hands down!

"grumble?!"

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

In the room behind, Tang Jingshen sat in front of the dressing table and brushed her hair, absent-minded, her face was still a little annoyed.

Tang Jingxuan had **** with Zuo Lingquan the night before, and his original intention was to get the ancestor of Shangguan to clean up and give a warning; but the result was good, but he was swayed by others and sent to Jiang Yi's house.

At that time, it was not easy for her to leave, so she could only continue acting and slept with Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi for one night; that's all, Jiang Yi kept asking her, 'How did Zuo Lingquan bully you? ’ or something like that, almost embarrassed her to death.

After suffering such a big loss, she must settle the account. After she returned to the house, she whispered for a while, but the dead woman didn't respond to her at all. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she hadn't slept well for the past two days.

Tang Jingxuan has lived alone since childhood to keep the family business. She has never been a woman who is willing to suffer. She has to be disturbed by outsiders to make out with her own man. How can she endure this?

But now there seems to be no way to get revenge...

How can we keep the dead woman from doing bad things...

Tang Jing pondered secretly for a moment, and suddenly a move occurred in her heart - she seemed to be quite afraid that her apprentice would know about this.

As long as her apprentice is in front of her, the dead mother-in-law will definitely not dare to come!

Tang Jing sat up straight for a few minutes, feeling that this solution was feasible, but immediately became discouraged.

After all, when she was making out with Xiao Zuo, the dead mother-in-law would come to interrupt; when she was making out with Xiao Zuo, she couldn't bring the concubine Dayan to her.

She doesn't mind, and Xiao Zuo probably doesn't mind either, but the imperial concubine knows this idea and will definitely castrate Xiao Zuo.

The imperial concubine didn't mind, and the Dayan court also had to fry the pot.

The 100-year-old concubine openly raised her face and served a husband together with a wine maid...

Tang Jing shrank his neck, and quickly dismissed the idea of ​​losing his head.

After thinking about it for a long time, although I didn't find the direction to subdue the dead woman, the imperial concubine was obviously a breakthrough. As an apprentice, the imperial concubine might not know the weakness of the dead woman.

Thinking of this, Tang Jing nodded secretly, thinking that she 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 pick them up.

The news that Baijiantai was famous in the audience has just been passed back through the Tiandun card; since the establishment of Qihuang Valley, her master Yue Pingyang is the most powerful, and even the serious immortal master Youhuang has never appeared. . Now that both Zuo Lingquan and the second uncle have become 'characters' of the practice, Wu Qingwan's heart is naturally 'and honored'.

She hurried to the Tiehe Valley, and watching the fun was the second thing, mainly because she heard that Zuo Lingquan would fight in the ring three days later.

Zuo Lingquan has already discussed with the Tianjiao of the nine sects today, and the consumption must be huge. These three days are for Zuo Lingquan to recharge and restore his physical strength and infuriating energy.

Zuo Lingquan knows "Qi Yang Jue" and can refine Qi alone, but the "Qi Yang Jue" refining is not pure enough, and it will slightly reduce the cultivator's upper limit of combat power, which will definitely affect the battle three days later.

As a dual cultivator, Wu Qingwan could no longer help Zuo Lingquan to improve his realm due to the restrictions of "Qinglian Zhengjing", but it was still possible to help Zuo Lingquan to refine his true qi, so he must pass in time.

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

With such a wonderful record, Zuo Lingquan would definitely ask her for a reward when she was practicing, and she really deserved it.

As for how to reward...

Wu Qingwan sat beside the bed, Qiushui's eyes were slightly hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, she got up and went to the wardrobe, rummaging under the skirt, and found a bright red carp among flowers.

The color is more dull and showy, which is Zuo Lingquan's favorite one.

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

Inside the wooden box are all kinds of refining tools, as well as small objects that are afraid to be seen.

The three pairs of furry ears were placed side by side, the small notebooks that recorded the cultivation experience were placed next to them, and there were two fox tails that had been prepared for a long time but never dared to be taken out.

A fox tail is pure white, the hair is loose and slender, and there is a conical object of warm jade texture at the top, she does not know what it is used for.

There is also a red fox tail, which Wu Qingwan figured out by herself. The top is a red tie, which can be tied around the waist. This is much more normal to her, at least it can be tied. It is not like the first type, neither Know where to hang.

Wu Qingwan was a little tangled in her heart, and felt that she was too indulgent to Zuo Lingquan, and she didn't look like a dignified woman.

But it seems that there is no big problem in meeting Ling Quan's small request with a proper reward...

After Wu Qingwan hesitated for a moment, she still picked up the training manual and other items, went to the bed and put it in the package.

There is only one Linglong Pavilion at home, which Zuo Lingquan takes, and the others still have to pack things in big bags.

Although the foxtail is very light, in order to maintain its shape, it is obviously not good to knead it into a ball. Wu Qingwan coiled the fox tail in a circle, and before she put it away, she heard a soft sound of 'ding bell—' from outside.

It is the warning bell of the Golden Tortoise Array, someone is coming.

Knowing that Jiang Yi was back, Wu Qingwan thought Leng Zhu would run to open the door, and was about to put things away quickly, but she thought the door would be pushed open, and a happy voice came:

"Auntie, just now Zuo Lingquan is amazing... eh?"

...

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

Zuo Lingquan's performance on the Sword Worshiping Platform can be said to be overwhelming all beings. Although Jiang Yi was reserved in Zuo Lingquan, she was already very excited. The first time she came back, she naturally shared it with her aunt.

It's just that after Jiang Yi rushed into the room, she didn't finish her words, and her expression was stunned.

I saw Wu Qingwan, who was wearing a cloud-white long dress, with her usual demure and elegant face, but at this moment she was a little panicked; she was holding a small package in her hand, and was bending over to stuff it under the bed, but her hand froze halfway through. He was looking at her with a complicated expression.

Jiang Yi wondered: "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"I……"

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

"Pack up some belongings, belly pockets, etc. I thought Ling Quan rushed in recklessly."

"Oh."

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

But when he got closer, he found that behind Wu Qingwan, there was a green leather booklet.

"what is this?"

Jiang Yi picked it up and wanted to open it, but as soon as he started, he heard a sound from the side:

"Ah!"

Wu Qingwan really didn't notice that the deadly thing was behind her back, she hurriedly raised her hand and grabbed it, and hid it behind her waist.

? ?

Jiang Yi was a little suspicious by this sneaky action:

"Auntie, you?"

Wu Qingwan's heart was turbulent, but she had to act as calm as usual, her heart turned sharply, and she smiled softly:

"This is a diary written by my aunt in her spare time, and I can't let others read it."

Jiang Yi remembered that Wu Qingwan didn't record her daily habits. After all, life in Xihuang Valley was the same, and there was nothing to remember; but she wrote that she didn't know it was possible, so she was no longer curious and said with a smile:

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

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

Chapter 88

Not long after, the painting boat 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 Worshiping Sword Terrace; Leng Zhu, as the bed-warming maid, was not generally interested in the future master's deeds, and was sitting inside to help with the case file, and eavesdropped on the way. Battle details.

Although the actual situation of the battle was that Zuo Lingquan slashed the opponent with a sword, Jiang Yi did not understand the way of being too expert, but he still spoke vividly, and even the stunned expressions of the elders of the nine sects were depicted.

Tang Jingxuan has always been relatively weak because of her status as Princess Jiang Yi. After being swayed by the dead mother-in-law the night before, she was even more embarrassed to sit and laugh together. After getting on the boat, she came to the deck to think for the reason of watching the scenery. with their own countermeasures.

The deck was not very big, so Leng Zhu also brought the snow dumplings up and put them on the bow of the boat as mascots; the dumplings would be able to see the nanny soon, and they were a little excited, but they didn’t dare to show it in front of Tang Jingxuan, only Can squat on the head of the snow dumplings, blowing the cold wind comfortably.

It's much warmer in the cabin.

When Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi stayed together, apart from the matters of practice, the parents talked the most.

After the matter of worshipping the sword platform was finished, Wu Qingwan asked about private matters:

"After you and Xu Zhining separated, they stayed at the inn?"

Jiang Yi sat behind the desk and stamped the dossier. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, his face flushed slightly, and his expression was as authentic as usual;

"I found a two-story building in Linhe to live in. The Empress Dowager said that she found a place for Zuo Lingquan to practice. If there is no place, we will live there tonight."

After all, Jiang Yi is the daughter of the daughter of the age of 10, and she has the nerve to tell her family about secretly having **** with her boyfriend.

However, both Wu Qingwan and Leng Zhu knew Jiang Yi very well, and when they saw Jiang Yi showing a little twist, they felt that something was wrong.

Leng Zhu curiously asked:

"Princess, did Young Master Zuo sleep with you again?"

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

"Have you..."

The blushing on Jiang Yi's face could no longer be suppressed, and she picked up the file and handed it to Wu Qingwan:

"What's there to talk about, Auntie, you can help me as a staff member."

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled, she could ask Zuo Lingquan anyway, and she didn't ask any more.

A flat boat crossed the sea of ​​thousands of clouds and returned to the Iron River Valley in the afternoon.

The painting boat has the function of automatically returning to the port, and without any guidance, it just landed in the courtyard inside the Zongmen of Iron Arrow Mansion.

The Iron Arrow Mansion is built on the plain, backed by the Iron Arrow Cave in the depths of the Falling Soul Abyss. It looks more like a military fortress, and the disciples in it, both men and women, are all dressed in heavy armor, and in the sky, you can feel the overwhelming aura of arrogance.

Shangguan Lingye was the former Qingkui of the Iron Arrow Mansion, a direct descendant of the ancestors, and the same generation as the mansion master Situ Baye. The place of practice in the sect was naturally the best place to practice.

Since he went to Linyuan City 80 years ago, Shangguan Lingye has been conscientious and devoted himself to his duties.

The Iron Arrow Mansion kept her in her residence, and no outsiders dared to enter, but it was inevitable that some dead leaves and snow would accumulate over the years, and the green plants and flowers in the courtyard were 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 field.

Zuo Lingquan had just practiced the sword for a long time, and then practiced his skills with Shangguan Lingye. After he wasted his infuriating energy, he had already gone to the stone room at the back of the house to meditate and practice his energy.

Under the broad eaves of the courtyard, the imperial concubine dressed in a phoenix skirt, with her left hand supporting her face, leaning on the small table, her posture is slightly lazy, her face is slightly red, and she is holding a wine bowl in her right hand. Drink by yourself.

Seeing the painting boat coming back, Shangguan Lingye put down the wine bowl, and also dispelled the alcohol on his body, got up and walked across the courtyard wall, and said:

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

Jiang Yi was still working on the case file, which kept coming from Tianji Pavilion. According to the old rules, it couldn't be finished before night, so he didn't disembark, and Leng Zhu was also helping.

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

Although Shangguan Lingye wanted to be lazy, he arranged for Jiang Yi to be a coolie.

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

Tang Jingxuan and Shangguan Lingye are very different in identity, international status, and seniority in practice. In addition, there is an ancestor of Shangguan in the middle. They have little contact with each other.

Tang Jingxuan wanted to get in touch with Shangguan Lingye, but it wasn't easy to come and chat directly. In order to find an excuse, he pushed the dumplings who didn't know how to eat anything as a topic.

At this time, Tang Jingshen walked quickly, holding a fluffy dumpling in his hand; the dumpling was lying with small claws and claws facing the sky, his mouth was slanted, his eyes were slanted, and his little tongue was sticking out, with the appearance of 'birds are dead'. It looks very poor.

Shangguan Lingye liked dumplings very much, and was a little nervous when he saw this scene, so he came to the veranda and looked down:

"What happened to the group?"

"Gee~~"

The dumpling let out a weak cry, which probably meant "the bird is dying, I want to eat another small dried fish before I die".

However, only Tang Jingxuan could understand this meaning.

Tang Jingxuan saw that the group had gone too far, gave it a fierce look, and then said:

"Let the niangniang laugh. It has been with the niangniang for a while, and it misses you very much. It doesn't sleep well at night. It is arguing to see you. I don't know that the niangniang is inconvenient."

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

"What's the inconvenience of this? I'm usually fine, and I want it to accompany you. It's just that it sticks to you more, and it's not familiar at all."

The dumpling turned over, rubbed against Shangguan Lingye's soft breast, "jiji~" twice, presumably saying "if you have something to eat, it will be cooked, and birds are notoriously soft-mouthed".

Tang Jingxuan didn't know how to say delicious and lazy dumplings, so he didn't pay any attention to it. He sat beside Shangguan Lingye and asked:

"I heard that Niangniang lived alone in the palace for 80 years, it's very hard to think about it... By the way, it has been so many years, why doesn't your master let you remarry? Is it a rule in the palace that you are not allowed to remarry? "

? ?

This kind of gossip is commonplace in women's homes. Shangguan Lingye has not talked about it yet. She was stunned for a while, and then smiled:

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

Tang Jingxuan mainly wanted to inquire about the weakness of the dead woman, and then tried to scare the dead woman away from coming, so as not to ruin her good deeds. She thought about it and said:

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

Shangguan Lingye scratched the dumpling's fat belly, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"Master is very powerful, omnipotent, out of the world, making people feel unattainable, um... If there is a saint in the world, it should be like Master."

Tang Jingxuan didn't believe it at all. In her eyes, the ancestor of Shangguan was a dead woman with more supernatural powers, and she was particularly unreasonable; but these words are not easy to say in front of other people's apprentices. She nodded slightly and said:

"Really, um... Is there anything your master is afraid of? For example, a mouse... a mouse is probably not, it's something similar..."

? ?

Shangguan Lingye was a bit baffled, but after thinking about it seriously, he replied:

"No, the motto of the Iron Arrow House 'there is no retreat' is passed down from Shizun; there is nothing in the world that can make Shizun afraid, and there is no person or thing that can stop Shizun. Miss Tang asked why this ?"

Tang Jing sighed secretly and sighed: "It's nothing, just curious. There are women in the world who are not afraid of anything. It's amazing."

Shangguan Lingye chatted for a while, but became interested and asked:

"How did the master possess you? I have never seen a similar technique before. The technique of seizing the house will devour the original owner, but you have nothing at all, and have been unable to figure it out."

Tang Jingxuan couldn't figure it out either, she shook her head and said:

"I don't know, anyway, she often comes uninvited, and she doesn't pick the time..."

?

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

The things that the ancestor was afraid of...

When you don't come...

This is because you feel that the master is in the way, and you want to find a way to prevent the master from being possessed?

Before Shangguan Lingye had finished pondering, Tang Jingxuan continued: "But your master is here to help Xiao Zuo, and I am very grateful to her, just curious to ask."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jingxuan couldn't ask Shangguan's ancestor's weakness, and it was not good to continue talking nonsense. She got up to leave, and left the veranda with Niaoniao.

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

If Shizun only came here to protect Zuo Lingquan, Tang Jingxuan should not resist.

Since I want to find and prevent the master from coming, it must be the master who is possessed at an inopportune time...

When is it inappropriate?

"..."

Shangguan Lingye squinted slightly, remembering the last time he was in the Burning Mist Sect, when he saw Tang Jingxun and Zuo Lingquan making out.

She heard the sound of "You dare again" at that time, and she still thinks that it was said by the master, but she failed to catch the current one at that time; could it be that the ancestor did come, but left afterward?

When the two were making out, Zuo Lingquan still put his hand in the skirt, and the ancestor came over and said, "You dare again"...

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to think further.

This matter cannot be concluded only by guesswork, but also has to find real evidence, but the evidence is obviously not easy to find.

Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and simply thought of a simple way-to talk face to face.

After she made up her mind, she stood up, spread out her hands, and was full of real energy.

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 Jingshen.

The graceful and gorgeous makeup and delicate cheeks also changed slightly, and even the height was slightly lowered, gradually becoming a completely different appearance.

The technique of changing the body shape requires forcibly fine-tuning the whole body, and it continues continuously, and the fluctuation of infuriating qi is too great; even if they look alike, the monk can still distinguish the difference at a glance, and cannot deceive the practitioner at all.

But Shangguan Lingye didn't care about it, after all she wasn't pretending to be Tang Jingxuan.

Shangguan Lingye looked down at his bulging chest, waist and hips. After confirming that there was no problem with the size, his eyes were slightly cold, and he took on the majestic appearance of Master's usual bird's-eye view of the world, and walked to the secret practice room at the back of the mansion...

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Six thousand words...