Chen An and the young female cultivator looked at each other through the window, unabashedly sizing up each other.
She is in her early twenties, fair-skinned, beautiful, tall, with snow-white hair and red eyes. She smells like a heroine with white hair and red eyes that was common in two-dimensional anime in her previous life.
Overall, she is a rare beauty.
"Tell me about your father."
Chen An had no intention of visiting the doctor, and stood still in the room and said.
The female cultivator wiped the tears from her face and said:
"My father was poisoned by fire when he was young. His body temperature has always been high and he often feels dizzy. But it was so severe just now that he fainted from the heat. Now he is lying unconscious in bed. The vitality in his body is getting weaker and weaker. Master Chen, please You must save my father."
After hearing this, Chen An lowered his head and began to think. After a while, he said: "Wait a moment, I will get you some pills, which may be able to alleviate your father's condition."
After a while, he came back with a small frost-covered medicine bottle in his hand.
It contains a rare elixir called Jieshudan, which can quickly lower body temperature after taking it.
The reason why it is rare is that this elixir was researched and developed by himself before, and was only used as an air conditioner in the summer.
Other than that, it has no other use.
There is no way, the summer in the world of immortality is really too hot. The indigenous residents have been accustomed to the heat since they were young, but as an outsider, he cannot adapt to it at all.
"Take this bottle of elixir back and give it to your father to try. You can only take one at a time. The effect of one pill will last for a whole day."
"Thank you, thank you Master Chen!"
"Thank you first. There is a fee. There are 100 pills in this bottle. Chenghui is a low-grade spiritual stone."
Chen An didn't see that the other party was good-looking, so he gave away the elixir he had worked so hard to refine.
In this world of immortality where no one cares for himself and everything is punished by heaven and earth, he only recognizes money, not people, and beautiful women are of no use.
"Master Chen, I have no money..."
The female cultivator's voice became much softer as she spoke.
The rent has been so high in recent months that her family's savings over the years have been wiped out.
Now her family can barely make ends meet, and occasionally has to make ends meet for a few days, unable to afford a low-grade spiritual stone to buy elixirs.
"Then take this elixir back and give it to your father first. We'll talk about the money later."
"Thank you, thank you Master Chen!"
The female cultivator knelt down and thanked Chen An gratefully. After thanking Chen An, she immediately took the medicine bottle and ran home, eager to go back and give it to her father who had fainted.
Looking at the graceful figure of the female cultivator walking away, Chen An was not worried that she would not repay her debt.
First, the other party’s home is right across the street, and I can come to collect debts at any time.
Second, the Jie Shu Dan is not valuable, and the cost is only a few taels of silver. If you lose, you will lose, not much.
The reason why he dared to price a low-grade spirit stone was entirely because this thing was made by himself and was not sold on the market at all.
Since it is an exclusive elixir, you can set whatever price you want.
There is no business without treachery, that is generally the case.
Back in the room, the little wife was already awake. She was woken up by the female nun knocking on the door and shouting just now.
"Husband, what happened outside just now? I seemed to hear a woman crying."
"It's nothing. It's just that the female nun who lives across the door and often comes out to urinate came to the door. She cried and said that her father had relapsed and fainted, and asked me to help her."
"Is it serious?"
"I don't know. I didn't visit her. I just asked about her condition and gave her a bottle of elixir."
After saying that, Chen An hesitated and said, "By the way, Ying'er, I have something I want to tell you."
"Husband, what's the matter?"
"The female cultivator had no money to buy the elixir, so she said that as long as I could save her father, she would agree to be my concubine."
"..."
Hearing this, Song Huaying fell silent.
What was supposed to come finally came.
She is not a silly person. She knows that her husband will have a concubine sooner or later, and she has already prepared for it.
But preparation was preparation, and when the day actually came, she still felt very uncomfortable.
After a moment of silence.
Song Huaying pursed her thin lips and asked nervously: "Husband, have you agreed?"
She was afraid that Chen An would agree.
Because the female cultivator who lives across the door is a fairy, she doesn't know how she, as a mortal, should get along with her in the future.
After all, the youth of mortals only lasts for ten or twenty years, while that of fairies can remain unchanged for decades, or even remain young forever.
When one day I become old and yellow, and there is a fairy concubine as beautiful as a flower beside me as a contrast, will my husband look at me again?
Song Huaying felt uneasy about this.
Seeing this, Chen An comforted her: "My husband didn't agree to her, and even if I agreed, Ying'er, you are still my husband's wife, and she is my concubine."
"Husband..."
Song Huaying's eyes were full of affection.
Chen An knew that his little wife was insecure and wanted to please him in this way, thereby increasing her value and consolidating her status.
[You promise to love her forever, affection +10, alchemy experience +2. 】
…
The next day, the sun rose three poles.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the house.
Song Huaying was curious and took her husband, who had just come out of the alchemy room, to the window to join in the fun.
Later I saw a couple arguing in the street.
"Husband, I have dedicated my entire youth to you, how can you be so heartless towards me!"
"Are you bothered by this yellow-faced woman? I have raised a mere mortal like you for so many years for nothing. Get out of this house!"
"Husband!"
"If you make any more noise, I will beat you to death and bury you!"
"..."
Under the threat of the male cultivator, the old and beautiful woman could only leave with a look of despair on her face.
Looking at the scene outside the window, Song Huaying had a strong sense of empathy, and her entire little face instantly turned pale.
Chen An, who was on the side, had long been accustomed to this and had no fluctuations in his heart.
A male cultivator dislikes his old and lustful mortal wife. This kind of thing often happens in the lower-level cultivating world.
The reason is that female cultivators are only willing to become Taoist partners with male cultivators who are higher than themselves, and do not even look at male cultivators who are of the same or lower level than themselves.
Therefore, low-level male cultivators have no choice but to marry ordinary women.
But ordinary women have a fatal flaw, that is, their youth only lasts for ten or twenty years.
Once a person becomes old and mature, he will often be ruthlessly abandoned by a low-level male cultivator, who will then find a young girl who is so tender that she will have sex every night.
Heartless?
Very ruthless.
But in this low-level world of immortality, which advocates the law of the jungle and has an extreme lack of sense of responsibility, this is a perfectly normal thing.
After all, no matter how low-level the male cultivators are, they are like immortals in the eyes of ordinary women. They are aloof and arrogant.
And they will only regard ordinary women as disposable items and throw them away after use.
There are very few monks like Chen An who are willing to love their mortal wives.
"Husband, if I become old and yellow and no longer look good in the future, will you still be willing to take me in?"
Song Huaying looked at Chen Fan pitifully and asked.
Chen An said without hesitation:
"Will do."
"Really?"
"real."
"Husband, let's go get some sleep."
[Alchemy experience +2]
…
In a blink of an eye, the time came to night.
The couple had fallen asleep.
Suddenly, there was a burst of discussion outside the house.
"Oh, why are you so hard to think about?"
"It's really unlucky. It's not good to die anywhere, but he died next door to my house."
"Let's go, let's go. If there's anything good to see, stop crowding around in front of my house!"
"..."
Song Huaying had a very light sleep and was woken up.
She sat up from the bed in a daze, walked to the window curiously and looked outside to see what was going on.
Unexpectedly, this look almost made me depressed.
The woman who had been kicked out of her home during the day died.
In the dead of night, he hanged himself in front of the house of the betrayed man Xiu who had changed his heart, as if he was taking revenge.
After seeing such a miserable scene, the sense of security that Song Huaying had finally gained from having sex with her husband was gone in an instant.
She fell into deep thought at first, then quickly returned to the bed, shook Chen An awake on the bed and said:
"Husband, if the fairy who lives across the door says that she wants to be your concubine next time, just agree."
"Um?"
Chen An was stunned for a moment, thinking he was dreaming.
Song Huaying figured it out.
Instead of waiting until she is old and loses her luster, her husband is no longer infatuated with her, and chooses to take a concubine and find a new love, and then she cannot fit in and is ostracized.
It would be better to take advantage of the fact that you are young and beautiful, and your husband is still very obsessed with you, and quickly ask your husband to take concubines, so that he feels that he owes you, and then you can become sisters with the concubines as a head wife and build a good relationship. Kill two birds with one stone.
In this way, even if her husband is no longer infatuated with her when she gets old in the future, she can still be a member of the family, a good sister to all her husband's wives and concubines, and a guide for them to serve her husband in bed.
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