My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 127

"Madam won't accidentally throw that paper figure away."

An Jing muttered.

"Husband, what are you looking for?"

At this time, Zhao Qingmei also walked to the bedroom, and when she saw An Jing standing in front of the wardrobe, she couldn't help but get a little nervous.

An Jing gestured as he spoke, "The paper figurines I made are the size of a palm."

"Really, you are so old, why are you still playing with paper figurines?"

Zhao Qingmei said angrily, and then took out the two paper figurines from the closet next to them.

"Ma'am, this paper figure is not ordinary."

An Jing took the paper man and smiled.

"What's unusual?" Zhao Qingmei asked.

In the morning, she found that there were two more paper figures on the table, she didn't care at all, and put the paper figures away by the way.

"You take it."

An Jing handed one of the paper figures to Zhao Qingmei.

Zhao Qingmei took the paper figurine suspiciously, and became a little curious in her heart.

"Ma'am, you look good."

An Jing smiled, and then moved the arm of the paper figurine in his hand.

The next moment, the paper figurine arm in Zhao Qingmei's hand moved.

"Is it so miraculous?"

Zhao Qingmei was a little surprised, and then moved her paper figurine's arm, and An Jing's paper figurine's arm also moved, "It looks like this is quite interesting."

"Is it fun?" An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei who rarely showed a cute and playful side.

"really interesting."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, and she became more playful, not only holding the paper figurine in her hand.

An Jing smiled and said, "Ma'am, no matter how far the two paper figures are, they can be linked together at the same time, so that even if you go back to save your relatives, we can feel each other."

Zhao Qingmei moved in her heart and said, "Husband, let's make a secret signal."

"Okay."

"Look at the left hand once, I miss you, the left hand twice means..."

"What about the right hand?"

"I think about it, if you move your right hand once, it means I'm fine. Don't worry. If you move it twice, it means I'm in a good mood. If you move it three times, it means I'm in a bad mood."

An Jing stared at the paper figurine in his hand, as if thinking of something, he smiled and said, "Madam, how about the two hands applauding together?"

With that said, An Jing moved the paper figurine in his hands.

"Clap!" "Clap!"

I saw the two palms of the paper figurine clapping together, and the paper figurine in Zhao Qingmei's hand also clapped the palm.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei threw An Jing on the bed and rode under her body, then her delicate nose wrinkled, and her watery eyes looked at An Jing below, and said in a coquettish anger, "Husband, what do you mean by representative? what?"

An Jing held Zhao Qingmei's slender waist, "If you don't tell me, how will I know?"

Under the weak light, the delicate face seemed to be scorched by flames, and the long eyelashes were flickering slightly.

"Brother, you still say you don't know?"

Zhao Qingmei felt that her lower body was different, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes. She bent down and blew hot air beside An Jing's ear, "I see that you are very clear."

An Jing turned over, then pressed Zhao Qingmei under him, looked at the charming body, blinked his eyes, and said, "Of course you have to listen to what Madam has to say."

It seemed that a flame was constantly burning, and the atmosphere in the house became charming.

Zhao Qingmei groaned with trembling tongue, and murmured tenderly.

"Brother~!"

The body is as light as a dance, towards the Qiongzhi in the moon, the voice is wonderful and able to sing, the jade leaves among the broken clouds.

The next day, outside the city of Yuzhou.

The sun was deeply hidden by the clouds, and the sky looked a little gloomy.

"The weather is really bad today."

An Jing stood outside the Ji Shitang, holding his waist, and couldn't help but muttered.

At this moment, a carriage stopped at the door.

"It can't be good weather every day, there will always be wind and rain."

Zhao Qingmei was wearing a red shirt, her beautiful eyes looking charming, and she also looked at the gloomy sky.

An Jing said: "Yeah, it was sunny a few days ago, but today it's cloudy."

"It's not an outing anyway."

Zhao Qingmei smiled and thought of something, and said, "Husband, I have almost packed everything, your clothes are in the wardrobe on the left, and your two pairs of shoes were all washed yesterday. I just bought Fangsuanzi yesterday, and there are not many vegetables in it. I usually buy it once a day. The account book was calculated three days ago, and most of the herbs have been purchased..."

Zhao Qingmei's charming red lips kept nagging, for fear that she had forgotten something.

"Madam, don't worry." An Jing said with a wry smile, "I used to be alone, and I handled everything in an orderly manner."

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing, and said coquettishly, "How can it be the same?"

At this time, Tan Yun came out carrying two big burdens, looking very funny and cute.

"Miss, I put these in the carriage."

"Go."

Zhao Qingmei nodded.

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but secretly startled and said: This Tan Yun's meal is really not for nothing, and it looks like it's doing well.

"Madam, you go back for two months, and you have to bring so many things?"

"Bring more clothes, I like to wear them, and some other sundries."

Zhao Qingmei said with a disappointed expression, "Husband, I'm leaving."

An Jing said softly, "Soon, I'll be back soon."

For some reason, at this moment, his heart suddenly felt empty.

A wisp of breeze blew through, raising the soft hair, Zhao Qingmei's mouth rose slightly, and said, "Yes, I will be back soon."

"Miss, put all the baggage in."

When Tan Yun said that, he honestly stood aside.

"Let's go." An Jing said.

Then the groom drove a car, An Jing, Tan Yun and Zhao Qingmei walked to the south of the city.

Then the coachman parked the carriage in the distance and waited quietly.

Zhao Qingmei said in a low voice, "Husband, remember to keep the things I gave you."

"Let's go, be careful on the road, if you encounter something, remember our previous agreement."

"Well, I remember."

"Remember to come back early."

Hearing An Jing's words, Zhao Qingmei burst out laughing.

This was what she often said to An Jing, but now he said it to herself.

"Why didn't you speak?"

An Jing gently touched Zhao Qingmei's cheeks and smiled.

"I know"

Zhao Qingmei stepped on the carriage, her nose sour, and said, "I will be back as soon as possible."

After speaking, she hurriedly got into the carriage.

An Jing looked at the figure who got into the carriage, and there was a lot of reluctance in his heart.

"Doctor An, then I'll leave."

The groom asked in a low voice when he saw this.

"Wait a moment."

For some reason, An Jing felt his heart pounding wildly and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Thinking of this, he also got into the carriage.

"Qingmei!"

"What's up?"

Zhao Qingmei saw that An Jing got in, and forced a smile: "You can't bear me?"

An Jing smiled: "Yes, I just want to see you again."

"When I come back, I'll let you see enough, whatever you want, go down, I'm really leaving."

Zhao Qingmei's face turned slightly red.

"Okay."

An Jing said, exited the carriage, and said to the groom, "Let's go."

The groom clasped his fists, and then hit the horse's **** with a whip, "Drive!"

As the horse's hooves stepped forward, the wheels rolled forward.

An Jing watched the carriage slowly move forward, as if lost.

At this moment, the curtain behind the carriage opened, revealing Zhao Qingmei's beautiful face, her eyes were a little red at this moment.

"remember to miss me."

After speaking, he quickly lowered the curtain.

That wisp of river water always flows eastward, and every parting is for the next meeting.

Tan Yun stood behind An Jing, looking at Zhao Qingmei, who was somewhat unfamiliar.

In her previous impressions, Zhao Qingmei had two sides. In front of others, she was the ruthless, resolute and domineering demon leader, and in front of An Jing, she was a gentle, virtuous, kind and lovely lady.

For a long time, she felt that the virtuous, virtuous and virtuous were just the mask of the sect leader.

But today, she felt that the cold-blooded and domineering demon leader was her mask.

She has never understood the leader, but she has always been herself.

An Jing watched the carriage go away, and even after a long time passed, he still stood there.

"Uncle, go back."

Tan Yun whispered.

"Let's go back."

An Jing nodded, then returned along the same path, and said casually, "Tan Yun, what did Madam say to you when she left?"

"have."

Tan Yun nodded and said, "Miss, let me take good care of my uncle."

An Jing let out a long sigh and said sadly, "Then what about this dinner?"

As soon as the lady left, he found that even dinner was a problem.

"Uncle, why don't I do it?" Tan Yun blinked.

Ji Shi Tang.

Tan Yun rubbed his belly, lying on the chair with a contented look: "Master, this steamed turtle tastes really good."

"The Wuyang restaurant, but the most famous restaurant in Yuzhou City, naturally tastes good."

An Jing said angrily, "I'll give you three days to learn some cooking skills as soon as possible..."

Naturally, he couldn't let Tan Yun cook dinner, so he could only take Tan Yun to Wuyang Restaurant for a meal.

For a meal, Tan Yun ate him almost three hundred pennies. If he went to a restaurant every day, he might have to go out to borrow money in ten days.

This is a bad sign, should he do it himself?

"I know."

Tan Yun lowered his head, as if to cheer himself up again, and vowed: "Don't worry, uncle, I can definitely learn."

To grab a man's heart, first grab his stomach.

Thinking of this, Tan Yun suddenly became motivated.

"Hopefully."

An Jing sighed, and then walked into the Ji Shi Tang.

At this moment, a dark figure rushed out from the backyard.

It was the little black boy. At this moment, it was like a wild horse, running towards Tan Yun excitedly.

"Is it crazy?"

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but say.

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

Seemingly hearing An Jing's words, the little black boy barked wildly at An Jing and looked menacing.

"This dog has grown bold..."

Seeing this, An Jing felt even more strange in his heart. The little black boy also shouted at him before, but he never dared to speak so loudly.

"Let's go, let's cook."

Tan Yun took the little black boy towards the visit. She set a small goal in her heart, first let the little black boy recognize her craftsmanship.

The little black boy saw Tan Yun walking towards the backyard, so he followed quickly, but when he saw Tan Yun walking towards the kitchen, he suddenly braked.

"You still want to run!?"

Tan Yun lifted the little black boy's head and walked directly into the kitchen.

"Ow....Ow..."

In the kitchen room, the screams of the little black man suddenly came.

"If you are poisoned, eat dog meat."

Seeing this, An Jing thought to himself, then picked up the medicine box on the table and walked towards his room.

"Squeak!"

When the medicine box was opened, there was a cloak and eleven luminous pearls inside.

"I'll give her another surprise when the lady comes next time."

An Jing chuckled lightly, and carefully took out the eleven luminous pearls, and the medicine box was immediately empty.

At this moment, a sluggish paper figure at the bottom of the medicine box came into view.

This paper figure is exactly the paper figure Jiang Sanjia used to communicate with him, but the two have not used this contact for a long time.

An Jing carefully picked up the paper figurine, and suddenly the paper figurine suddenly turned into ashes.

"This is........."

An Jing was shocked, as if thinking of the thunder in his heart yesterday.

Is Jiang Sanjia already dead?

Was the sign yesterday because of Jiang Sanjia?

After a long while, he came back to his senses, cleaned up the debris on the ground, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"The top three brothers may be dead, but the black chance on me has not been eliminated. It seems that I need to cultivate the Guigu mental method to the realm of the second profound as soon as possible. This way, there is an extra means of life-saving. If something unexpected happens in the future, I can also keep some Room to come."

Thinking of this, An Jing took a deep breath, lit the candle, and then began to think about the ghost valley mentality.

The paper man turned to ashes, undoubtedly a wake-up call for him.

The black chance has been hidden all the time, and even a thorn stuck in his heart.

The Guigu Mind Technique is a Tianwu-level mind technique, which is much more mysterious than the incomplete Daluo Mind Technique. It is very difficult to cultivate to the Second Mystery in a short period of time, but fortunately Jiang Sanjia gave An Jing Guigu Mind Technique a note.

All along, An Jing has not had enough time to look closely and study.

Today, it is possible to read the annotations of this ghost valley mentality in detail to see if there is a breakthrough to the second profound.

"The sun, the stars and the latitudes, in the palm of his hand, account for the coming and going, never tire of salt, six tactics and three strategies, endless changes, unpredictable formations and troops..."

An Jing watched along the booklet, read it carefully, and understood the deep meaning of it.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that there is a feeling of blessing to the soul, as if Daigo is empowering.

Unknowingly, an hour passed before An Jing closed the book.

Then he sat down with his knees crossed and meditated on the Guigu Mind Method, and then the Qi machine in the body started to run along the running route.

After a while, a black air flow came into being, and then a white air flow gushed out.

One black and one white, the two airflows are constantly intertwined.

Interlaced black and white, embrace each other.

Unconsciously, An Jing's mind was immersed in it.

However, he always restrained his qi to prevent it from spreading out.

The black and white interlaced air flow was constantly surging in his meridians, and at the same time, the flowers were condensing little by little.

The cultivation base is also growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dayan, Saibei, a border town.

The yellow sand was long, sweeping over, blowing the banner of the teahouse aloud.

"Guess how long the old man can hold on?"

"I guess it can last another two or three years."

"It doesn't matter how long you hold on, there can be no results."

"That tofu is really stinky, I don't think it's possible."

"Have you seen this tofu for the old man?"

It looks like a dilapidated teahouse, but it is very lively.

Groups of three or five formed a pile, as if they were discussing something.

And what everyone is talking about can be regarded as an anecdote in the small town.

Nine years ago, an old man surnamed Xiang came to this town and opened a teahouse here. This old man likes to chat with people, brag about it, and often brag about how great he was when he was young. According to himself, he is a A very powerful swordsman.

At first, the people in the town believed it to be true, but soon they realized that this was getting louder and louder to the old man, and what he said was even more outrageous, and even told others that he was the number one swordsman in the world, and then everyone realized that the old man was timid. What a pity, how could he look like a powerful swordsman, only to realize that what he said before was all exaggeration.

However, the old man Xiang is a very good person, and the people in the town get along very well with him.

In addition to running this teahouse, the old man Xiang also launched a 'chasing and fighting' against Tofu He, the owner of the tofu stall in the town.

However, this has been unsuccessful for several years.

"Old man Xiang, bring a pot of tea!"

A swordsman with a long knife sat down and shouted loudly.

"Come on, come so early today?"

At this moment, an old man with gorgeous hair and a smile on his face came out with a kettle and poured a large bowl of tea for the swordsman.

This person is the owner of the teahouse, Xiang Lao.

The swordsman smiled and put the knife in his hand on the table.

"To the old man, to the old man."

At this moment, a 13- or 14-year-old boy trotted over in the distance, and then came over panting.

"Zhu boy, how is it?"

asked the old man quickly.

Many people drinking tea around also looked over, with a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

"No, she said that you can open a teahouse and earn less money a year, unless..."

The teenager gasped heavily, stretched out five fingers, and whispered, "Unless this number."

Zhu Kai sometimes really can't understand, this old man is almost buried in the ground, and he wants to marry the old woman from the tofu stall in Zhennan.

Could it be that he has lived to this time and has already thought about it?

Or is it that before he dies, can he find a wife to accompany him through the few remaining years?

Don't blame him, at his age, he can only choose that tofu.

However, this old man really has perseverance. Over the years, he has persevered even if Tofu He spoke coldly, but now he has come to terms with all his hardships. Tofu He's attitude has changed a lot in the past few years.

He used to be indifferent and even sarcastic before, but recently he has started to relax.

"Five hundred pennies!?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing and said, "Why is it so difficult? I still have fifty pennies a day in my teahouse. Isn't ten days enough?"

Three black lines appeared on the boy's forehead, and then he shouted: "Are you really stupid or fake, this is fifty taels, fifty taels, do you know?"

Fifty taels, for ordinary people, is already a huge sum of money.

"Fifty taels?" When the old man heard this, he said naively, "This is too expensive, doesn't she think she is a big girl?"

"What, fifty taels?"

"This is a bit difficult to handle. If it is five taels of silver, I can still get it together."

"It's too much, an old woman wants fifty taels..."

"That is to say, Xiang old man is also sincere, and sincerity is priceless."

When everyone around heard this, they were all angry at the old man.

For old man Xiang's obsession, they have long seen it, and even many people come to this teahouse to drink tea, most of them come to see if old man Xiang is going well.

An old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "You may not know it yet? Thirty years ago, this tofu came here, and I was a little old at that time, but it was beautiful and graceful. I don't know how many people there are. I secretly adore her, and I heard that a commander of the Nanda Camp fell in love with her at a glance, but she did not agree."

"Really?" Some people doubted it.

Zhu Kai also nodded again and again: "I also heard Grandpa say, it is said that this tofu was a first-class beauty, not inferior to ordinary yellow flowers, my grandpa also said that when tofu was young, it must not lose to the courtesan. the great beauty."

Someone said by the side: "I'll just say, that Tofu He has a bad temper, but there is a grace in his bones."

He smiled at the old man and said to Zhu Kai: "Why don't you tell that tofu, I don't have the fifty taels, I only have this small teahouse, if she wants, the old man is willing to give her all... "

"Are you really willing to give her this teahouse?" Zhu Kai asked suspiciously.

"Of course, as long as she wants, I will give her my head." Xiang old man said seriously.

"Go, go, it's unlucky, no matter how bad the tofu is, it's impossible to have your head." A scholar next to him said.

The old man smiled and said nothing.

"I'll send the message now."

Zhu Kai thought for a while and said, "If it happens, don't forget to Xiang Old Man, you promised me."

Xiang the old man patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, the old man will teach you everything. If nothing else, if you learn the old man's three things, it will be no problem to be in the world."

"what!"

Everyone around was booing.

"Okay, I'll go now."

When Zhu Kai heard this, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and he wished that he would learn the swordsmanship immediately and go across the rivers and lakes.

With that said, he quickly ran towards Zhennan.

"Zhu Kai is really stupid."

"If you brag to the old man, he actually takes it seriously."

"I don't know if this tofu will let go."

"In my opinion, not necessarily."

Everyone around laughed.

Xiang old man looked at Zhu Kai's back, shook his head and said, "This is not stupid, this is the heart of a child."

Everyone sat down and waited for Zhu Kai's reply.

"By the way, I heard that there is another big event happening in Yujing City recently." The swordsman said.

"What major event, is it more exciting than the battle between Puhui Bodhisattva and Sect Master Lin?" Everyone around was interested.

"can say that."

The swordsman said in a stern voice: "Not long ago, in the Yujing City, there were suddenly dark clouds and strong winds, and then a thunderstorm fell, splitting the Qin Tiantai in two..."

"Thunder from the sky!?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Falling thunder is something that falls from the sky. Since ancient times, such things seem to represent ominous omen.

The footsteps of the old man entering the house were also a meal.

"Could it be the Holy One..." The scholar was worried when he heard this.

"You can't say this for fun."

The people next to him quickly stopped him.

The swordsman continued: "I heard from the people in the caravan, it seems that the **** operator in the rivers and lakes wanted to measure my country's luck in Dayan, and was finally killed by backlash."

"National Luck!?"

When the people present heard this, their expressions became solemn.

Today, the news of the serious injury of the Emperor Dayan is in the news, and even the people in the market are covered with a haze, especially the people at the border.

There are many caravans here, and there is a lot of news about Houjin. Naturally, knowing the sharpness of this ferocious tiger's minions, they all have a bad premonition in their hearts.

Everyone was discussing and expressing their opinions.

On the other hand, the old man was silent.

At that moment, he felt like an invisible knife stabbed into his heart, leaving him breathless.

At that moment, he seemed to be out of tune with the people around him.

"To the old man, to the old man..."

At this moment, Zhu Kai ran over excitedly, shouting as he ran, "Tofu He agreed, she said that if you only treat this little teahouse as a dowry, she will agree."

Zhu Kai's voice resounded instantly, and everyone around was happy.

"This is a big happy event."

"I didn't expect Tofu He to agree."

"I'll get married tomorrow, and I'll take three hundred pennies with me!"

"Go and go, what kind of relationship, in my opinion, it's fine to go straight to the bridal chamber."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

They are all happy and blessed from the heart.

Zhu Kai looked at the old man Xiang and said strangely, "Old man Xiang, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone also looked at the old man Xiang, and felt very strange in their hearts.

At this time, the old man was silent, and he didn't seem to be happy at all.

Xiang old man said: "Zhu boy, you can help me with a word."

"What?"

"Tell Tofu He, when I become the number one swordsman in the world, come back to find her."

Said to the old man and walked into the room behind him.

Yuzhou City, at dusk.

The golden sunlight shone on the ground, as if covering the entire Yuzhou city with a veil.

An Jing walked towards the hospital with the medicine box on his back. This afternoon, he went to five different places for consultation in a row, and he couldn't help feeling a little tired at the moment.

At the moment of turning the corner, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

It is the pine year of the immeasurable view.

"Doctor An!"

Song Nian saw An Jing clasping his fists.

An Jing asked with a smile, "Where is Daochang Song going?"

Compared with the female crowns of the immeasurable Taoist temple, this pine year is a clear stream, and it seems very polite and courteous.

Song Nian said: "My teacher asked me to spread some notices and news of the rivers and lakes."

"what news?"

An Jing's heart moved when he heard this.

Spreading the news of the rivers and lakes, this really is obviously a big move.

Song Nian smiled and said, "This is a message from Jianghu. I wonder if Doctor An has ever heard of the ghost swordsman's name?"

"I've heard some." An Jing nodded.

I have not only heard...

Song Nian said slowly: "The Dazheng asked me to spread the news in Yuzhou City, and invited the ghost swordsmen to come to the Boundless Taoist Temple for a feast."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, An Jing blinked.

This true master wants to see himself, obviously with ulterior motives, perhaps because of Qi Yun's death, or because of Daluo's mind, no matter what, it is impossible for him to go to the Infinite Taoist Temple.

A banquet is not a good banquet, this is the truth.

Song Nian shook his head and sighed: "In my opinion, this matter is probably a little mysterious."

Qi Yun's death, the matter has been vaguely spread, no matter what, this ghost swordsman has a responsibility that cannot be shied away, how could he go to Boundless View.

Moreover, every time the ghost swordsman appeared, he would hide his face, and a master like him obviously didn't want to reveal his identity.

An Jing clenched his fists and said helplessly, "I know very little about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and I don't know much about it."

"It's a lucky thing to know little about Jianghu. Doctor An should be back from the consultation. It's getting late, and I have to go back to return to my life, so I won't bother."

Song Nian also bowed his hands, and then left.

Looking at Song Nian's back, he pondered in his heart. According to the information in Song Nian's words, it was known that there should be an expert in this immeasurable Taoist temple now, otherwise it would be impossible to invite him to a banquet.

An Jing did not intend to go to the banquet of the immeasurable Taoist temple.

"Wait, could it be that the black chance on me is because of that Shinichi sect?"

An Jing thought of something, and his brows suddenly tightened.

Because from the perspective of the current environment, only Zhenyi Religion has interests in itself, and now it seems that there is only Zhenyi Religion in Yuzhou City, and Universal Bodhisattva can threaten him.

That Puhui Bodhisattva is said to be leaving soon...

"That's not right. At that time, there was a master master on Sanmiao Mountain... and my black chance was to meet that master Jiang. Could it be that Master Jiang is the mysterious master?"

An Jing seemed to have caught something, "But it's not right. Why did the master kill him? He shouldn't have revealed his identity."

If the identity is exposed, there should be a prompt in the book on the ground.

Before he knew it, An Jing had returned to Ji Shi Tang, then sat at the counter and began to think.

Since Zhao Qingmei left, the hospital has become a lot colder, although there are still people coming and going every day.

"Uncle, try it, I made it."

At this moment, Tan Yun hurriedly came out of the backyard, "I feel that I have improved a lot this time."

Hearing this, An Jing's nerves tensed.

I saw Tan Yun holding a plate, and the plate was simple fried vegetables, shiny, and it didn't look any different.

"This time, it's been a bit different."

An Jing looked suspiciously, feeling a little strange in his heart.

In the past few days, Tan Yun has been going into the kitchen every day to practice her cooking skills, but the dishes she made are terrible, as if she was born without this nerve in her brain, but today she seems to be able to eat.

Holding the chopsticks, Tan Yun urged, "Master, you can taste it, it's delicious."

"real or fake?"

An Jing looked suspicious.

"I've already tasted it." Tan Yun nodded seriously.

"Okay, I'll try it out."

An Jing picked up the chopsticks, took a deep breath, and then carefully picked up the green vegetable. He was not in a hurry to taste it, his eyes were fixed on the little black boy next to him, and he was relieved when he found that it was okay. .

There is always nothing wrong with being careful.

An Jing did not take it lightly, but stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"Um!?"

Feeling the delicious taste coming from the tip of his tongue, he took a small bite.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Tan Yun stared wide-eyed and said angrily.

"It's really good."

After An Jing took a sip, his eyes lit up.

The flavor of the dish is very good, but also has a very familiar feeling.

"of course."

Tan Yun immediately said triumphantly: "Don't you look at who I am?"

Looking at her appearance, there is quite a feeling of exaltation, a villain's ambition....

"Yes?"

An Jing said strangely, "Why do I feel like I've eaten this dish before?"

"This is what I asked the chef of Wuyang Restaurant for advice. It's normal for you to eat it."

Tan Yun seemed to suddenly think of something and said, "I have other dishes, I will serve them now."

With that said, he hurried to the backyard.

The little black boy was like a follower, and quickly followed.

An Jing shook his head. At this moment, he felt a change in his cuff, and immediately took out the paper figurine.

It turned out that the paper figurine moved his left hand, which means that the lady misses him.

An Jing subconsciously revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and also moved the paper figure's left hand to respond to Zhao Qingmei.

Afterwards, he kept playing with the paper figures.

Dayan, the official road, the night is like water.

A carriage stopped next to it, and the groom stood respectfully beside him, not daring to let out the air.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Qingmei held the paper figure in her hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, the paper man began to applaud continuously, as if he couldn't stop.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei smiled even deeper.

I don't know how long it took before I opened the curtain and walked down.

"Master!"

The groom hurriedly knelt down and said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, his heart was like a turbulent tide. It turned out that the leader was actually married to the doctor in Yuzhou City. No wonder he had to search for this doctor in Ji Shitang.

He seems to know something he shouldn't know, and thinking of this, his forehead is constantly sweating.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "After all, we will be back in two months."

Hearing this, the groom immediately sighed in relief.

Zhao Qingmei continued: "Next, if you are tired, change to other masters along the way. If you are tired, change horses. I will go back as quickly as possible. I don't want others to know that I am in the carriage. If the news leaks... .."

The groom hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the leader, the subordinates can work day and night, and there is no need to change people."

"Very good. When I return to Dongluoguan, there will be many rewards."

Zhao Qingmei nodded.

Hearing this, the groom was shocked.

Although it is rumored that the trusted leader is cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, but at the same time, there are clear rewards and punishments.

The groom immediately clasped his fists and said heavily: "My subordinates are willing to go through fire and water for the sect master, no matter what."

"I don't need you to go through fire and water, just drive the carriage and go."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly, and then got on the carriage.

"Subordinates obey!"

The groom saw Zhao Qingmei getting into the car, and then he sat on the seat, and said softly, "Drive!"

An Jing chuckled lightly, slowly put away the paper figurine in his hand, then stood up and looked at the moonlight outside the door.

"I don't know where the lady is."

According to his estimation, he must have left Jiangnan Road at this moment.

An Jing muttered to himself and was about to close the door, but at this moment, a figure appeared outside the door.

"Doctor An, wait a minute!"

I saw a man in his forties hurried in.

"It's a coincidence that you came, I was about to close."

An Jing put down the wooden board in his hand and said, "Are you prescribing medicine or seeing a doctor?"

He recognized this person as the shopkeeper of the Wuyang Restaurant.

The shopkeeper glanced at An Jing with an embarrassed look on his face, and said, "Doctor An, I am here neither to prescribe medicine nor to see a doctor."

An Jing frowned and asked, "You don't see a doctor or take medicine? Then you are..."

"Is such that......"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "In the afternoon, your maid packed some dishes from me, and said that they will give you the money when they arrive, but in the afternoon, the guy came, and your maid said tomorrow..."

"There is such a thing?"

An Jing raised his brows slightly when he heard this.

He said how did the dish taste today...

"You shopkeeper is inauthentic!"

At this moment, Tan Yun rushed out, "Didn't I say it? If I give you money tomorrow, you really can't wait all night?"

"Wow wow wow!"

Seeing this, the little black boy grinned at the shopkeeper with a fierce look on his face.

Chongfen shows what is called a dog fighting against a person.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper immediately whispered: "We are a small business with small profits but quick turnover, and we don't take credit. Doctor An knows..."

"What small profits but quick turnover, I think it is..."

"To shut up!"

Tan Yun was about to speak, but An Jing drank a clear drink, then looked at the shopkeeper, "The shopkeeper, do you know how much it is in total?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Tan Yun, who was about to burst into flames, and said a little embarrassedly, "A total of one hundred and seventy-two pennies. Doctor An will give me one hundred and fifty pennies."

An Jing took out the money from his purse and said, "This is two hundred cents, please keep it, the shopkeeper, and you don't need to look for the rest. After all, I asked you to make a trip in person."

"This... how can this be."

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Doctor An is also a regular customer. How could I do such a thing? Isn't this breaking my brand?"

An Jing smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then you can bring me some more food tomorrow, and then it will be included, and I will supply you."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he responded quickly; "Okay, tomorrow I will ask the back kitchen to prepare a few favorite dishes for Dr. An."

"It's really troublesome for the shopkeeper."

"I was the one who disturbed Dr. An, so I'll take my leave first."

"Walk slowly."

An Jing watched the shopkeeper of the Wuyang Restaurant leave, and then slowly returned to Ji Shi Tang.

"Uncle..."

Tan Yun lowered his head and his voice was extremely low.

This was the first time that An Jing felt angry. This feeling was a little different from when facing Zhao Qingmei, which made her even more nervous.

The little black boy lay on the ground, licked the fur on his body, and looked at his master curiously.

An Jing sat down and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I...I saw my uncle sitting there very worried and in a very bad mood recently, and he was holding a lamp at night. I wanted to make some food for him to make him happy."

When Tan Yun said this, he buried his head even lower, almost buried under the majestic waves, and said aggrievedly: "But my culinary skills are progressing slowly... So I let the folks at the Wuyang Restaurant. Bring some dishes first and pretend to make them."

Slow progress is an inaccurate term...

An Jing couldn't help being angry and funny, "Then you don't have money for them today, will you have it tomorrow?"

"no."

Tan Yun shook his head and secretly said in his heart: I originally planned to ask Han Wenxin to borrow some tonight.

But of course it was impossible to say that.

"You."

An Jing sighed.

Hearing An Jing's sigh, Tan Yun felt anxious, and quickly said: "Master, don't be angry, next time I won't dare, no, there will be no next time."

An Jing shook his head and did not speak.

"Uncle, don't stop talking."

Tan Yun bit his lip and said quickly: "Why don't you scold me a few times, if you still don't feel relieved, you can hit me a few times, uncle."

"Hit you, how to beat you?"

An Jing said angrily, "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

He was not angry at all, in his opinion it was just a trivial matter, and Tan Yun only cared about him.

Tan Yun nodded again and again, stuck out his tongue and said, "Yes, yes, Uncle, you have the strength to eat when you are full. I have all the dishes in the dining hall. You can eat them directly. Today I will eat them directly. Do...I order all the side dishes that my uncle likes to eat, including okra, chives and eggs, stir-fried lamb loin..."

Who said I love food! ?

An Jing pretended to be vicious and said: "Let's go, eat first, and then I will teach you a good lesson after I have eaten. Do you know what kind of torture the prisoners will suffer in the prison? They are your fate."

Tan Yun thought of something, his face flushed, and he whispered: "Master, you can't use a whip? It doesn't seem to hurt..."

For some reason, she felt a little more excitement and anticipation in her heart.

Hearing this, An Jing stumbled and almost fell.

Soon, the dining hall.

"Tanyun, why are there only vegetables and rice?"

"Ah....I forgot to tell my buddy."

Chapter end