12 The twelfth day after leaving the golden cage

Style: Historical Author: happy native dogWords: 3909Update Time: 24/02/20 21:15:02
The spiritual power that was no longer hidden was released, and finally a crack appeared in the eyes of the calm and smiling Ye Wuying.

She is the head of Fan Pavilion, and she has developed the strength of the Soul Reunion Stage when she is more than 200 years old. She is also considered the best among her peers.

But against You Wenyu, who was much younger than her and had a higher level of spiritual power, she still had no chance of winning.

Immortal cultivators are not allowed to use magic at will in the human world, which is an established rule in Xiaodongtian.

You Wenyu was so indifferent.

The maidservants and servants who leaned forward to protect the Lord were all nailed to the spot by the magic. Seeing that the meandering green light was about to hit them, Ye Wuying gritted her teeth and said: "The remaining soul of the old Lord is warm and nourished in Wa." Within the imperial statue, as long as you have paid homage to Emperor Wa and met the Lord, the seal of Fan Pavilion will be given to you immediately!"

Her tone lost its charm and coquettishness, and there was even a broken note at the end.

The majestic green light that represented You Wenyu's will turned a deaf ear and was aimed at Ye Wuying's eyeballs like a sharp arrow.

The monk in the Dongche stage wanted to die here today, and she had no other choice.

The fists hanging on both sides of the clothes were clenched as tightly as possible, and Ye Wuying's pupils also expanded to their maximum size as the spiritual power approached at high speed.

call out--

While holding her breath, the sound of wind that contained murderous intent stopped, and the green light hovered in front of Ye Wuying's eyes, and immediately turned into morning dew foam, wetting her temples.

"ha."

You Wenyu suddenly opened his folding fan and sat down with a chuckle: "It is said that when a cultivator reaches the stage of enlightenment, the psychedelic techniques he performs can be so real that they can be fake. I have just reached my realm, and I have never been able to find a suitable scene to verify it. Today's opportunity is rare, and I still hope Master Ye, please don’t pay attention to my rudeness.”

Xu Jiaohe's eyes fell on Ye Wuying's dew-wet hair, and then moved down, seeing the uncertain expression on her beautiful face, and then slowly figured out that everything just happened was just You Wenyu's deliberate intention. A show of force.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

If you collect money, you will collect money, but if you touch someone's life, it will be a hot hand.

Xu Jiaohe's thoughts were flowing for a moment. Ye Wuying's body was propped up from the carved mahogany chair. She took out a handkerchief and wiped off the moisture on her forehead that could not be distinguished from dew or cold sweat: "...Guanmiaojun is naturally funny, Xiao Dongtian Who doesn’t know about it?”

You Wenyu lowered his head and stared at the intact wine glass in his hand, and then said after a long while: "That's ridiculous."

Xu Jiaohe was afraid that they would fight again, so he took over You Wenyu's words and said: "In my opinion, the main reason for this matter is that Wen Yu was too eager, and Miss Wuying spoke a little slowly... Actually, it was just a matter of worshiping a portrait, and I also No, no…”

"Master, be careful what you say."

Before Xu Jiaohe made a decision, You Wenyu interrupted, ignoring the pretense of being polite and respectful.

After being lectured by him once, he was taught a second time in an instant.

Xu Jiaohe felt that her face was dull, and she was annoyed with him in her heart. She bit her lip and sat there with her neck half stiff.

Ye Wuying was also a person who was good at observing. Seeing the wavering in Xu Jiaohe's tone and remembering the purpose of sending her here like Mengshi, she smiled weakly and said: "The statue of Emperor Wa has been inherited from ancient times. It contains the great power of the gods and is an unparalleled treasure like a dream."

"The statue of Emperor Wa is never shown to outsiders, and the whole world yearns for the blessing and protection given by Emperor Wa."

"The Lord mentioned this rule for the sake of my wife. Why should Lord Guanmiao shirk it for my wife again and again?"

She spoke righteously and selflessly, and You Wenyu knew very little about the statue of Emperor Wa, except that it was a treasure protected by Fuze.

I met my mother-in-law and received blessings. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing wrong with me.

But You Wenyu has lived for more than a hundred years, and he knows that the more innocent things look, the more careful they need to be treated.

He secretly pondered what was fishy about it.

On the other side, Xu Jiaohe waited quietly for a while. Seeing that he remained silent, her dormant thoughts gradually came to life again.

She asked Ye Wuying: "Just like this, aren't there any hidden dangers inside?"

"Of course not. It has been more than 400 years since the Rumengshi sect was established. How have Madam and Lord Guanmiao ever heard of the bad reputation of the statue of Emperor Wa?"

Xu Jiaohe, who had been in the backyard of Huaiyuan Peak for a long time, had no idea what the statue of Emperor Wa was.

She subconsciously turned back to look at You Wenyu, who seemed to agree with this statement.

At this moment, Ye Wuying added: "If Madam really doesn't want to go all the way to Rumengshi, I have another way. Why not hand over the position of being in charge to a disciple of Rumengshi, you can do it in the name of The pavilion master above just accepts the monthly interest on the accounts."

This seems to be a good idea... She was not good at management in the first place.

Xu Jiaohe's mind was racing again and again, and suddenly she heard You Wenyu raise her voice: "No!"

He realized that he was speaking too harshly, so he cleared his throat and said, "What's the difference between this and evading power and being a hands-off shopkeeper?"

Due to the strength he showed first, Ye Wuying stopped arguing with him and spread her hands: "Then there is only one way left."

You Wenyu said nothing, and all the eyes in the elegant room were fixed on Xu Jiaohe's body.

She suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, as if whether she went or not would affect the fate of countless people.

Xu Jiaohe didn't think about it for too long. She never liked to be in a dilemma or timid in life.

She grabbed the hem of her clothes and looked up at Ye Wuying: "Then go."

There was silence for a few moments.

Ye Wuying was the first to laugh.

She raised her hand, straightened the white strip of cloth on her arm that represented mourning and commemoration, and said meaningfully: "Madam, you have made a wise decision. If Taoist Wuyan can get you as his Taoist companion, I think his foundation will be even more prosperous in a hundred years." .”

Xu Jiaohe was unmoved by her slightly weird flattery. Her head under the curtain could not help but fantasize about the appearance of the old Lord Rumengshi.

After the matter was settled, You Wenyu, who remained silent, asked, "So when should we set off to Rumengshi?"

"Not urgent."

"Mr. Guanmiao is going back to the Yunxian Sect to ask for the decree of the real person Jingbo. The distinguished guests are here, and Wuying is going back to Rumengshi to make arrangements."



After saying goodbye to Fan Pavilion, the moon was in the sky and the market was a brightly lit scene.

It was a cold night, but Xu Jiaohe didn't feel too cold even though he was indoors. When he went outside and rolled up his sleeves, he couldn't help shivering.

She was very satisfied with the results of the trip.

Even if it takes five hundred years, the wealth in the purple gold medal cannot be used up.

Xu Jiaohe used to live a carefree life, but when buying clothes and jewelry, she had to ask Lu Hua, who would then report it to Ji Ruotan and go down the mountain to buy it.

Those love stories about men, women, and women were strictly prohibited from being brought up the mountain to pollute the atmosphere of the Yunxian Sect.

now……

Xu Jiaohe stroked the Lingbao ring on her finger, narrowed her eyes like a cat, and almost purred.

Now she has bought a lot of them, and even if she looks at them for two years, she still can’t finish them.

She was thinking about the contents of the script, and quickly followed up with You Wenyu, who was two steps ahead of her, and asked him, "Aren't we going back?"

You Wenyu thought about other things and did not answer for a while.

After Xu Jiaohe tugged on his sleeves, she raised her long eyelashes like crow feathers: "Have you eaten enough, Master? Or are you sleepy?"

His words were completely incorrect, and he was obviously perfunctory.

Xu Jiaohe leaned close to his ear and said loudly: "I'm cold!!"

"..."

The market they were in was very lively. You Wenyu was worried that using the teleportation circle on the spot would cause unnecessary trouble, so he coaxed Xu Jiaohe and asked her to walk two more steps and walk with him to a slightly quieter place before returning to Yunnan. Title clan.

Xu Jiaohe was particularly easy to talk to tonight. She didn't complain when she heard this. She jumped up and down beside him, her skirt rising and falling like petals.

"Master, are you happy today?"

"Yes, I have never been so happy since I was a child."

Xu Jiaohe blurted out without thinking, real joy accumulated in the corners of her brows and eyes.

Her age is not considered young among mortals.

In her early twenties, if she got married early, she would probably already be the mother of two children.

The night wind passing through the crowd secretly lifted Xu Jiaohe's veil.

You Wenyu tilted his chin to look at her, seeing the childlike joy blooming on her face.

Xu Jiaohe's appearance is very beautiful. It seems that God has extracted all the intelligence and outstandingness and used it on her appearance. But the most unforgettable thing is the tackiness mixed with all five poisons in her body. and naivety.

The two are mixed together, giving her a lot of freshness and vitality that people who cultivate immortality don't have.

You Wenyu concentrated for a moment, wanting to reach out and touch the top of her hair.

But he did nothing, and said to her in the gentlest voice: "Master, have you ever thought about why Ye Wuying must have you worship the statue of Emperor Wa and get the approval of Master's mother before he is willing to manage Fange?" Return the rights to you?"

"Didn't she say that this is the rule of the dream world?"

Xu Jiaohe recalled Ye Wuying's tone and demeanor when she talked to him, and realized that she was not a person who could always tell the truth.

It's not incomprehensible to have to do things according to the instructions from above if you can't help yourself.

"Master's family, the direct son of the head of the Ji family, is the direct disciple of the current master of Rumengshi."

You Wenyu spoke slowly, softly and clearly.

"Personal disciple?"

"Well, his name is Ji Yunxiang. Like the master, his spiritual root is water, but his qualifications are much worse than the master."

When You Wenyu said this, he laughed at himself in his heart. In terms of qualifications, who in the world can compare with Wuyan Daojun?

Xu Jiaohe thought for a while: "Then why doesn't he join your husband and learn magic with you?"

"Disciple, let me say something disrespectful. Master is an independent person. He hates the entanglement of cause and effect in the mortal world. Naturally, he will not accept Ji Yunxiang."

You Wenyu paused, then raised his head and sighed softly, "I am the cause and effect that Master is forced to accept, but you, Master, are the only one that Master is willing to accept."

The only one who is willing?

A hint of complexity emerged out of thin air in Xu Jiaohe's usually simple and clear mind.

He was willing to do so, but he just wanted her life.

"Fan Pavilion was founded by Master's mother, and it is under the name of Rumengshi. As the only son of the Lord, it is the legitimate title of Master to be in charge of Fange. Now that Master has fallen, Rumengshi gave birth to Zhu Shi I have my own heart.”

"If you want to get Fange, I'm afraid neither Rumengshi nor the Ji family will agree."

"But Miss Wuying said that even if I don't care, all the income will be transferred to my name." Xu Jiaohe put his hands behind his back, turned around on his toes and faced You Wenyu, "Actually, her proposal is not bad. , I’m not good at management, and it’s useless to control Fange.”

"Master, money is not the most important thing."

"What's important is that Fange has access to sources from all over Kyushu."

You Wenyu gave an example, "For example, today we inspected Master's property. Before Fan Pavilion, those shops knew nothing about our arrival. However, when it was Fan Pavilion's turn, Ye Wuying was well prepared and It’s because they have channels to get the secret information.”

Xu Jiaohe still felt that even with this addition, it would not arouse her interest in competing for Fan Pavilion.

She agreed vaguely, and then suddenly said angrily: "No matter what, don't talk to me like that next time, I am your master's wife!"

"Yes, yes, my master taught me that what happened today was because my apprentice was rude."

You Wenyu said a lot of good things and promised to buy the most fashionable storybooks for Xu Jiaohe when he went down the mountain from now on, so he got the other party's understanding.

The two chatted for a while and finally walked outside the city.

You Wenyu pinched his fingers and wrote the mantra of the magic spell on the ground, and then the lotus flower appeared in the center of the circle.

Xu Jiaohe walked in as usual.

The autumn was as cold as water, and the night wind howled by. She suddenly heard the emotionless words of the young man behind her: "Master, in fact, there are many variables when traveling to the dreamlike world thousands of miles away. If you want to completely master Fange, you must finally The simple way is to kill Ji Yunxiang."

"If Mengshi loses the candidate to compete with you, he also loses his excuse and hope."

His words were calm, but his tone was colder than the night wind.

Xu Jiaohe felt that his attitude was very strange, but she still answered according to her own temperament: "He is a cultivator, and I am a mortal. How can I beat him? Besides, I only like money and enjoyment, and have nothing to do with human life." interest."