After leaving Huo Qubing's place, Jiang Qi walked towards his home.
I came home not because I missed my father, but because my mother was busy with the performance in Kyoto and came home today.
Every time my mother comes home, she will cook the first meal by herself.
The most important thing is that Dad is not at home!
In the Jiang family, the happiness of enjoying a plate of braised pork alone is incomprehensible to outsiders.
Thinking about the braised pork cooked by his mother, Jiang Qi secretly wiped the corners of his mouth and called the taxi driver to hurry up.
After arriving at the door of the house, Jiang Qi let Zhao Yinger out.
Although Zhao Ying'er is a ghost, contact with ordinary mortals will inevitably have bad effects, but this kind of influence will only occur after being inseparable for a long time.
Not to mention that now Zhao Ying'er is the "origin" of Nan Dou Shengqi, and her whole body is not cloudy, but clear and light.
Even if my mother and Zhao Ying'er stay in the same room for a month and become a little bit ghostly, as long as they are exposed to the sun, it will be fine.
Therefore, Jiang Qi did not put Zhao Yinger in Panlong Pei.
By the way, after putting Zhao Yinger into the Panlong Pei, Jiang Qi also asked her how she felt.
Zhao Ying'er said it didn't feel like anything, but it was much more spacious.
It seems that it is just as Wu Hou said. Zhao Ying'er, a brat, wants to influence Panlong Pei. It is pure fantasy.
Even Jiang Qi, the owner of Panlong Pei, can only use it to a certain extent.
There is a huge secret behind this gift from the Nine Provinces Spiritual Vein.
It is not something Jiang Qi can explore for the time being.
After all, even the dignified Marquis Wu kept it secret.
Shaking his head and no longer thinking about this, Jiang Qi stood in front of the door of his room and opened it with ease.
"Mom! I'm back"
Jiang Qi shouted loudly, and just in the middle of shouting, he sniffed and went straight to the kitchen.
Sure enough, steam was rising from the tightly covered casserole, and the aroma of meat was overflowing.
"Seeing that mom didn't say hello, let's go see the braised pork first."
Next to the stove, a graceful and beautiful woman was looking at Jiang Qi angrily and hit Jiang Qi on the head.
"Mom, isn't my dad coming back?"
Jiang Qi asked with a smile.
"If you don't come back, we will discuss business in Kyoto."
Jiang's mother naturally knew what her son was thinking. Seeing Jiang Qi's happy face, she immediately said, "However, we have guests today."
"Um?"
Jiang Qi's face suddenly turned bitter, and he asked with one in ten thousand hope: "The elder I know?"
"It's an elder you don't know."
Mother Jiang said calmly.
Yes, it’s ruined.
Jiang Qi sighed helplessly. If he was an elder he knew well, there would be no rules, but if he was a guest, he definitely couldn't be casual.
At least you can't chow down on the casserole by yourself.
"Then I'll go to the living room first."
Jiang Qi scratched his head, turned and left the kitchen.
Behind her, Zhao Ying'er saluted Mother Jiang meticulously. Although she knew she couldn't see her, she was the young master's mother and must be respected.
After saluting, Zhao Yinger followed Jiang Qi's footsteps and walked behind and to the left of Jiang Qi without looking away.
Just as he sat down, Jiang Qi's expression suddenly changed.
The spiritual awareness opened spontaneously.
This was the reaction he would have after meeting Xuan Xiu.
On weekdays, Jiang Qi does not keep his spiritual sense open all the time.
But now, Jiang Qi's spiritual sense was touched, and a qi machine was approaching in the direction of Jiang Qi's house.
It's not Kyushu's Qi, and it doesn't even feel like it's disconnected from Kyushu.
In other words, the master of this qi machine does not practice the practice that originated from Kyushu.
This is not a strange thing, and Jiang Qi would not think that only Jiuzhou can make outstanding people.
But at least one piece of information was revealed. The identity of the visitor had nothing to do with Kyushu or the Holy City.
It is a spiritual path that Jiang Qi has never been exposed to.
And judging from the direction of the other party, it was obvious that he was heading towards his home.
Jiang Qi was a little curious.
"Son."
As the qi machine got closer and closer, Zhao Ying'er also sensed it and said softly: "It has the aura of thunder."
Jiang Qi nodded slightly and said nothing.
That qi machine carries a very strange thunder qi machine.
It is completely different from Jiuzhou's thunder method. It does not take an inside-out approach such as refining the five internal organs and five elements, or traveling through the Dantian meridians.
Instead, it starts from the outside in, fills the surface of the body, and gradually penetrates deep into the body, strengthening the roots, bones, flesh and blood.
In short, Kyushu's thunder method is like the engine of a car, inside the body.
And the qi machine's thunder is a plug-in hardware.
It's hard to say which one is better, because the emphasis is different, one is magical power, the other is strengthening.
However, no matter what, it is Thunder that poses a great threat to existences like Zhao Ying'er.
However, that is a general situation. Now that Jiang Qi is by his side, he naturally won't care about this.
Not long after, the owner of the qi machine came to the door of Jiang Qi's house. Without knocking, he opened the door with the key and walked in.
This made Jiang Qi stunned for a moment. Could it be that the guest that his mother was talking about was her?
Jiang Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the people who walked in.
A woman who looks to be in her twenties, but is actually in her thirties.
She has deep eye sockets, a high bridge of nose, natural blond hair, and a majestic appearance, with bright makeup.
All in all, a very aggressive big sister.
Wearing a leather jacket and a pair of jeans, he stepped on ten centimeters of height but felt as if he was walking on flat ground.
There was also a pile of vegetables in his hand.
When Jiang Qi was sizing up the other party, the other party was also sizing up Jiang Qi.
A handsome young man, full of oriental beauty, with a smile in his eyes, his eyes wandering around his body, but there is no dirty meaning, just pure curiosity and exploration.
"I thought Sister Ye was bragging, but I didn't expect her son to be so handsome."
The eldest sister spoke first, in standard Kyushu dialect, with a flamboyant smile on her face. After nodding to Jiang Qi, she walked over.
"Hello, I am Jiang Qi."
Jiang Qi also smiled and spoke, stood up and took the ingredients from the other party's hand.
"This is my mother's colleague, her name is Ilea, she is from Northern Europe."
"Ilea, this is my son Jiang Qi."
In the kitchen, Mother Jiang popped up and introduced.
"Hello, Aunt Ilea."
Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and sent the ingredients into the kitchen.
"well."
Ilea sat on the sofa, sighed, and said to Jiang Qi: "I already hated things like seniority, and now I hate it even more."
"Why don't you call me sister?"
"In Kyushu dialect, this is called etiquette that cannot be abolished."
Jiang Qi sat opposite Ilea.
"It makes me look very old."
Ilea blinked in distress and said, "I'm only thirty years old."
After saying that, she looked behind Jiang Qi. There was obviously nothing there, but Ilea nodded with a smile.
"Really speaking, I'm still a child."
This hint made Jiang Qi squint his eyes and bring a smile to his lips.
(End of chapter)
