Chapter 39: Acknowledging relatives

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Jiuniang sat leaning on the railing, waving her bare hands lightly, and a stream of true energy penetrated into Liu Xiaolou's body, unsealing his true energy. The force was gentle, like spring rain moistening things.

"Tell me, how did you come to Dongting? How did you know I was here? Why are you talking nonsense and wanting to be my nephew?" As she spoke, Jiuniang couldn't hide a slight smile on her lips.

Liu Xiaolou got up from the ground and sighed with a sad face: "I am stupid, I really recognized the wrong person. I thought the person in the sedan was my cousin I had never met before, but I didn't know it was a girl. What a coincidence. ”

Immediately he added: "As the saying goes, the sky net is vast and sparse. Could it be that I promised you that day and didn't do it, so God sent me to the girl again? Please give me the instructions. If there is such a need for service, I have no one. Not allowed."

Jiuniang looked at Liu Xiaolou and suddenly said: "Turn around. Turn around..."

Liu Xiaolou was confused: "Huh?" He turned around anyway.

"You turned too much, turn back and face Jinchi."

"oh."

Liu Xiaolou turned his face to Jiuniang and turned to look at her from time to time. What is this girl doing?

Jiuniang didn't speak, her eyelashes fluttered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, Jiuniang sighed: "Are you really the seventh sister's cousin? Why haven't I heard that she has a cousin like you?"

Liu Xiaolou said hurriedly: "Are you my cousin's sister? Then it's not wrong for me to call you cousin."

Jiuniang shook her head and said: "I am not a member of the Zhou family. I am here to visit a friend. The person I am visiting is your cousin - if the seventh sister is really your cousin. Tell me..."

Zhou Qiniang’s biological mother was the first wife of Zhou Qiniang’s biological mother. The couple died young for some reason. Xing Dejun assigned Liu Xiaolou a cover-up identity. She was Zhou Qiniang’s biological mother’s natal family, and she was about to leave the fifth server. Even if the Zhou clan leader knew about it, he wouldn't bother to inquire about his distant relative.

As soon as this relationship was mentioned, Jiuniang said coldly: "I see, life has been difficult and you are here to beat the autumn wind?"

Liu Xiaolou accompanied him with a smile: "That's not what you said. I am all alone now. My cousin is my last relative, so I want to come and walk around and see her."

Jiuniang snorted: "I can help you ask, but don't make a mistake. If you try to climb a high branch and depend on my seventh sister, she won't be able to touch you, but I can make your life worse than death." !”

Liu Xiaolou nodded: "Don't worry, I'm just here to visit relatives. If my cousin has any gifts, I won't take any of them."

Jiuniang's face brightened slightly: "Just wait."

Liu Xiaolou hurriedly presented the sachet: "My cousin will know the token as soon as she sees it... Girl, can I turn around now?"

"No need!" Jiuniang stretched out her hand, knocked Liu Xiaolou down again, and walked out of the yard.

Liu Xiaolou lay in the pavilion for a while, and then the sound of footsteps came. A woman rushed into the pavilion, looked at Liu Xiaolou for a few times, and her eyes suddenly turned red: "Nephew... it's really you!"

Jiuniang finally believed it and untied Liu Xiaolou's meridians. Liu Xiaolou looked at the woman's appearance and found that she was indeed beautiful, but she looked much older than Jiuniang. This time, she confirmed it and quickly acknowledged her relationship: "Excuse me." Aunt——"

Jiuniang watched her niece and nephew holding each other's arms and crying. After sighing, she retreated outside the pavilion to give them some space, but she had no intention of leaving. She was worried that the seventh sister was too kind-hearted and would be beaten by someone. Without knowing it.

She has always maintained a high degree of wariness and a touch of contempt for the casual cultivators from Wulong Mountain.

Xiaoqin, the maid she brought with her, poured tea and brought it into the pavilion. When she came out, she winked at her with a strange look on her face. Although Xiaoqin was a maid, she and she were sisters, so Jiuniang followed Xiaoqin to the outside of the courtyard and asked, "What?"

Xiaoqin whispered: "Have you noticed, girl, that this distant relative of Qiniang is a bit like Mr. Jing Zhao?"

Jiuniang said disdainfully: "How are they similar? They are very different!"

Xiaoqin covered her mouth and smiled: "The frontal face is nothing, just the side face. The maid just saw it and her heart suddenly..."

Jiuniang said: "Okay, stop talking."

Xiaoqin said: "Girl, I haven't heard from Mr. Jing Zhao for a long time..."

Jiuniang frowned: "Stop talking!"

Xiaoqin stuck out her tongue: "Okay. I'll go to the Zhou family's kitchen to have a look and prepare some food and drinks."

Jiuniang shook her head and said: "There's no need...just listen to the seventh sister, don't worry."

Soon, Zhou Qiniang and Liu Xiaolou came out of the pavilion. Jiuniang stepped forward and asked, "Sister Qi, your nephew..."

Zhou Qiniang said: "Thank you sister, Xiaolou is leaving."

"Are you leaving?"

"He still has something to do."

Jiuniang looked at Liu Xiaolou, who smiled and said: "The days are long. Today I just came here to check in. There will be more opportunities to move around in the future."

Zhou Qiniang said: "Jiuniang, I can't go out, please send me to the small building for me."

Jiuniang readily agreed and sent Liu Xiaolou out of Zhuangzi. When she got outside the door, her face immediately darkened: "Seventh sister's parents passed away early. I will never allow her to suffer any injustice. You have to feel good about yourself... …”

While pondering, he took out two ingots of silver, a total of twenty taels, and threw them to Liu Xiaolou: "If you take it, it's not a wasted trip, but that's it for now, do you understand?"

Liu Xiaolou was startled and handed the silver ingot back: "Girl, I misunderstood. Although I am poor, I have relied on my ability to eat since I was a child. I eat as much as I can, and I never receive food from others."

After a pause, he looked at Jiuniang very sincerely: "Furthermore, as a practitioner of Liu, perhaps in the eyes of girls, Liu's cultivation is not worth mentioning, but Liu's heart is devoted to the Tao, and a mere gold and silver is not worth mentioning." All I ask for.”

Jiuniang sneered: "Very good, then you must do what you say! If I knew you were entangled with the seventh sister, I would not let you go lightly!"

After that, he turned around and entered the village.

Liu Xiaolou touched his nose, feeling very disappointed and muttering to himself: "Is this Jiuniang a fool? Can't you understand what I mean? Or is she a stingy person who can't bear to part with the spirit stone?"

Late at night, Liu Xiaolou was hiding on an old pine outside the manor. When he was listening to the chirping of insects and frogs in the grass and became irritated, a figure climbed over the courtyard wall and floated over.

It was Zhou Qiniang.

"Where is he?" Zhou Qiniang asked in a trembling voice.

Liu Xiaolou waved his hand: "Follow me."

Going northwest under the cover of night, within five miles, we entered a dense forest.

Xing Dejun has been waiting here for a long time, holding hands with Zhou Qiniang, the two of them were speechless and choked.

Liu Xiaolou exited the forest and climbed up to a nearby hill. He guarded the way from a high position and looked out for the two of them.

Not long after I stayed like this, my eyelids suddenly jumped a few times. I felt something strange behind me. When I turned around, I couldn't help but be shocked. Who is this Jiuniang?

Jiuniang was dressed in black, stood about ten feet behind him, and said coldly: "There is indeed a ghost!"

Liu Xiaolou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and forced a smile: "Girl is here? It's really... destiny..."

Jiuniang asked: "What are you doing sneaking around here at night?"

Liu Xiaolou swallowed: "Isn't this... I suddenly had a feeling. I was practicing here for a while, and I was about to break a critical acupoint when the girl arrived."

Jiu Niang looked at him: "Qiao Niang is charming! I won't talk nonsense to you. Where is the seventh sister? Where did you take her?"