After burning the incense, Qin Gengyun walked out of the rental house while holding on to the wall, holding a bun in his hand. He turned back and said to the house:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I'm leaving."
There was no response from inside. Qin Gengyun shrugged, coughed twice, let go of his hand holding the wall, ignored his sore waist, and strode out of the narrow rain alley like a dragon walking like a tiger.
When I passed a breakfast stall selling noodles, I saw Mo Xiaolan sitting there poking the noodles with chopsticks.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, did you go out so late today?"
Qin Gengyun was a little surprised.
Mo Xiaolan works as a postmaster during the day and sets up a stall in the night market at night. She leaves early and returns late every day.
The so-called Yixiu is a job that specializes in delivering letters and items to people, similar to the delivery boy Qin Gengyun had in his previous life.
In the East Xiu Land, headed by the three major sects of Zhenyang Sect, Feiyun Sect, and Lei Jian Sect, the order is the most stable, and the lower-level monks have relatively more ways to make a living.
Among them, the most difficult and relatively well-paid one is to be a post repairman.
All Yixiu in the East Xiu Land are managed by Feiyi Tower, which is headquartered in Feiyun City. Feiyi Tower has branches in various towns in the East Xiu Land, including Yunling Town.
Post repairmen like Mo Xiaolan are under the control of the Yunling Town branch, and their salary is based on the number of items delivered, and is received at the Feiyi Tower branch in Yunling Town every day.
Post repair is a job that requires a race against time. Normally, Mo Xiaolan would go out before dawn. Today, it was almost midnight, so it was indeed a bit late.
Noila Mo saw Qin Gengyun poking the noodles for a moment, then picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth, smiling and saying:
"There is something going on at the night market today. I asked for half a day off. Have you eaten, fellow Daoist Qin?"
Qin Gengyun picked up the bun in his hand: "I'll eat it on the way, so I'll leave first."
"Fellow Daoist Qin."
Noila Mo suddenly stopped him: "Zheng Daoyou from Dongshi has already found the seller of the alchemy furnace and made an appointment to take the things to Dongshi tonight."
Qin Gengyun was overjoyed and said quickly: "Great, then I'll come over tonight!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the night market tonight."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mo!"
Qin Gengyun gratefully bowed his head to Noila Mo.
Noila Mo waved her hands repeatedly: "You don't have to be like this, Fellow Daoist Qin. You should leave quickly. It's going to be late."
"Okay, see you tonight."
"Well, see you tonight!"
Watching Qin Gengyun go away, Noila Mo was silent for a moment, looked down at the orchid embroidered on her left shoulder, smiled, and continued to eat noodles.
After eating breakfast, Noila Mo hurried to the night market. At this time, there were no vendors on the street, so it was quite deserted. She went straight to the East Market, where the sloppy Daoist Zheng was sitting on a recliner and sleeping.
Noila Mo said to him: "Friend Daoist Zheng, we will come over in the evening to inspect the goods. You must remember and don't let anything slip."
Fellow Daoist Zheng opened his eyes, looked at Mo Xiaolan up and down, and suddenly sneered:
"Fellow Taoist Mo, is that really your Taoist companion?"
Noila Mo said seriously: "Zheng Daoyou, please don't joke. He and I are just familiar neighbors."
Fellow Daoist Zheng smiled again: "Friend Daoist Mo, we have been working together at the night market for so many years and we are familiar neighbors. Why don't you help me negotiate the price and help me pay for the spiritual stones?"
Mo Xiaolan laughed: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Zheng, with your wealth, why do you need my help? Let's go!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Looking at the tall figure with flying ponytail, the sloppy Daoyou Zheng brushed his messy hair covered with dandruff, shook his head and laughed:
"Idiot!"
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Narrow Rain Alley.
After Qin Gengyun left, Qiu Zhihe stood up and walked to the window, stood behind the curtain, and looked through the gap at the room on the opposite left side.
For two whole hours, the sun rose three poles high, and Qiu Zhihe did not move at all.
Suddenly, a dark red light flashed in the room, and then disappeared.
It's just a momentary situation, even if someone is passing by it is not easy to notice.
But this scene was caught in Qiu Zhihe's eyes, and a coldness appeared on her face.
"Blood Pill Sect..."
In addition to Qinglian Sect, there are many sects called evil sects in the Southern Demon Land.
Among them is a small sect called the Blood Alchemy Sect. They are good at refining alchemy, but their technique is weird. When refining alchemy, a dark red light will flash in the alchemy furnace.
Qiu Zhihe had fought against people from the Blood Pill Sect, so the flash of red light just now could not be hidden from her.
After thinking for a moment, Qiu Zhihe picked up the wedding dress placed on the bedside and walked out of the house.
When I came to the door of the room on the left next door, I vaguely heard a vague voice coming from inside.
If it is as Qin Gengyun said, this Taoist couple has really lost their Taoist heart and enjoys each other every day.
This time Qiu Zhihe did not leave, but raised his hand to knock on the door.
The sound inside stopped suddenly. After a while, the door opened, revealing a gentle and virtuous oval face. She had obviously just dressed up in a hurry, her hair was a little messy, but the coarse cloth robe she was wearing was clean and tidy.
Seeing the wedding dress in Qiu Zhihe's hand, the female cultivator immediately reacted with a smile on her face:
"This Fellow Daoist, you must be Fellow Daoist Qin's wife, right? Come in quickly!"
Qiu Zhihe nodded and walked into the house holding the wedding dress.
This room is the same as Qin Gengyun's, except that the furnishings are different. The bed is much larger, and there are some flowers and plants on the table. The whole room is tidier and has a touch of life.
It is obviously the credit of this gentle female cultivator.
"My name is Chen Fang, and this is my husband, Zhang Chengdao. Fellow Taoist, what is your surname?"
Chen Fang smiled and said to Qiu Zhihe.
The male cultivator next to him had a dull look on his face and nodded to Qiu Zhihe somewhat reservedly. He was obviously not good at communicating with others.
"My name is Qiu Zhihe, and I will return your wedding clothes."
Qiu Zhihe sent the wedding dress to Chen Fang.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you are so polite. You even brought it here in person. Please sit down."
Chen Fang took the wedding dress with a smile, put it aside, and warmly asked Qiu Zhihe to sit down.
Qiu Zhihe nodded and sat at the table. Chen Fang chatted with her very familiarly. Of course, Chen Fang was talking most of the time and Qiu Zhihe was listening.
After Zhang Chengdao poured a cup of tea for Qiu Zhihe, he sat aside in silence.
After Chen Fang had been talking for a long time, Qiu Zhihe suddenly asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I think there are three people living in the room opposite?"
Chen Fang looked at the room on the left side opposite the window and said with a smile:
"Did your husband tell you that? Yes, that room was always empty. Three monks moved in there a few days ago."
Qiu Zhihe's eyes flashed: "How can such a small house accommodate three people? Have you seen them?"
Chen Fang said: "I only met them once. They didn't pay attention to me when I said hello. They didn't seem to like to socialize with others."
"Oh, right." Chen Fang remembered something and said again:
"I saw them coming back from the alley the night before last night, and I didn't know what they were doing."
Qiu Zhihe frowned slightly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, were you outside when you were ugly?"
Chen Fang looked at Zhang Chengdao next to her, her cheeks turned red, she moved her chair to sit next to Qiu Zhihe, and whispered:
"To tell you the truth, my husband and I planned to have an heir, so that night... we slept a little late. I saw it when I was lying in front of the window. Fellow Daoist Qiu, you are also a woman, so you should understand Bar?"
Qiu Zhihe blinked, a little confused.
It's just a matter of dozens of breaths, why bother with it until it's ugly?
And why are you lying in front of the window?
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, did you come here specifically to ask this?"
Chen Fang suddenly asked strangely.
Qiu Zhihe came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, I want to ask you...how to cook porridge to make it more delicious?"
