The ghost is still alive

Shangguan Lingye crossed the barren mountains and went to Jingtai.

The Eight Lords had already left, and only the Immortal Masters who came from various sects were helping to cure the aftermath and rescue the property accumulated by Jingtai Terrace for thousands of years.

There must be an insider among the nine sects. Although the Lord of the Wild Mountain withstood the scrutiny of the other seven Lords and washed away his suspicion, this undoubtedly made the situation even more confusing.

The top leaders of the entire nine sects were in a situation of mutual suspicion. If it weren't for the strong opposition of the Lord Fulong, the ancestor Shangguan even planned to "would rather teach me to betray the people of the world than to betray me." The emperor ordered the Lord and Lord Fulong, and the three great elders took action together to remove all the five junior lords to prevent future troubles.

Of course, expelling the five great masters is just a scene where the three elders play the role of the red face and black face; the nine sects have been determined, and the five sects are one-shot worse than the three elders, but if they really fight, they will definitely be both defeated. Even if they are successful and their vitality is severely damaged, if other continents come over, or the Youying alien race attacks a large scale, the nine sects will be over.

But Old Master Shangguan never cared about mercy in his work, and never regarded people in his practice as human beings. She could really do such a thing as a hero cutting off his arm.

Therefore, the ancestor Shangguan directly had a murderous intention, and the shock was still full of shock. When the other five lords saw this scene, they also understood the seriousness of the matter. The self-reflection and review of their disciples and their grandchildren would inevitably be extremely strict.

These things are the highest secrets of the Nine Sects, and they are all handled by the Eight Lords themselves. Even Shangguan Lingye could only hear a few words. When the "Gestapo"'s work to clean up the Nine Sects was not over her, she was all the subjects of censorship, so naturally she could only do her own thing and not pay attention to it.

Following the location of the painting boat, he came to the small countryside town in the mountains. Shangguan Lingye glanced casually and saw almost the secular street scene. He came directly to Jiang Yi's bedroom.

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan was embarrassed to keep it anymore. After opening the door and saying hello, she quickly left.

Jiang Yi greeted her at the door, and the ridiculous things about last night were hidden in her heart, and she said with a smile:

"Grandmaid, why don't you notify me in advance? I didn't arrange anyone to greet you."

"All of them are people in the practice, what's there to greet?"

Shangguan Lingye slowly walked into Jiang Yi's bedroom wearing a golden shawl. He was about to ask where Zuo Lingquan was going, but before he could speak, his nose suddenly twitched, and said strangely:

"What incense do you use? How does it smell like heather?"

"Um?"

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes and then realized for a moment. Her face turned red and she quickly pressed down and explained:

"I haven't lived there for half a year, it's a bit of a smell. Why don't we go to the side hall?"

"No, I haven't smelled it before, it feels quite unique."

Shangguan Lingye did not delve into these small details, sat down on the couch, looked at the very "exotic" decorations in the palace pavilion, and asked:

"Where is Zuo Lingquan? He hasn't gotten up yet."

"He went out with Jingxian in the morning, probably going shopping."

Jiang Yi saw Shangguan Lingye sitting on the soft collapse and felt a little restless - when she started practicing last night, she was on the soft couch with Zuo Lingquan...

Jiang Yi was not good at asking the imperial concubine to move her buttocks away from the soft couch. She turned her mind sharply and ran to the cabinet inside, took out the prepared gift box, and said:

"Grandmaid, you finally came here. I went to buy some specialties from the Great Pill yesterday. The Great Pill is nothing special, it is not as good as the Great Yan Dynasty, which is rich in land and has a wide range of materials. I hope you don't dislike it."

"oh?"

Shangguan Lingye stood up, walked up to him and took the exquisitely patterned wooden box, opened it and took a look - red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, a whole row of various styles of flower carp, placed neatly among them.

“…”

Shangguan Lingye was stunned for a moment, and he did not expect to receive such a gift.

When she was in the capital, Jiang Yi went to Canyangchi for the first time to practice. She saw Jiang Yi's bellyband that could move fish, and she thought it was quite beautiful.

When he received such a gift, Shangguan Lingye raised his slender eyebrows slightly, and they were all women, and he did not show any shyness and embarrassment. He nodded slightly:

"If you are interested, the embroiderer and the creativity are unique, which is much higher than the level of the Dayan embroiderer; this thing can be introduced to Dayan, replaced with the fabric with silk from Taohuatan, and sold it to the sect fairies, and can squeeze out a lot of immortal money."

Jiang Yi had long seen that Shangguan Lingye liked the treasures of heaven and earth, and said as he said:

"No problem, I will make arrangements later. At that time, the business will be handed over to the Empress, and then the name of the same name as the "Empress of the Concubine". The Empress's natural beauty will definitely make a fortune."

"I am the second saint of the Great Yan Dynasty, so I dare not use this gimmick."

After admiring for a while, Shangguan Lingye picked up the golden flower carp he liked, spread it out and took a look. It was very little fabric, and it matched her figure very well, but it could only cover the dumplings, with an opening in the middle, and it was still hollowed out...

"Huh~ so sexy? Where can I wear it..."

"Um?"

Jiang Yi's expression was stunned, but she didn't expect that the imperial concubine, who had always been graceful and noble, would speak such private secret words.

But then again, the elegant and luxurious imperial concubine of Dayan manages immortal heroes and secular emperors and generals outside, while wearing such a sexy little dress under the gorgeous phoenix skirt, with a huge contrast, which is quite exciting to think about...

Shangguan Lingye’s 100-year-old grandmother is not a little girl, and there is no taboo to say anything. She held her bellyband and gestured on her bulging chest:

"This little dress, paired with ankle-length underwear, feels a little out of tune, so I have to study a similar underwear."

"I also think this should be done. Zuo Lingquan said that translucent silk fabric can be made into stockings and inverted triangle-like underwear. I didn't understand the specifics..."

Shangguan Lingye's eyes moved slightly and looked at Jiang Yi's chest:

"You are wearing this in front of Zuo Lingquan? What's his reaction?"

"Well……"

Jiang Yi's expression froze and accidentally let her mouth go, her expression was cramped, and she didn't know how to respond.

Shangguan Lingye saw that Jiang Yi was embarrassed, so he gave up. She picked up other styles and colors of Huajianli to appreciate it, but before she could take a few glances, a loud noise came from outside:

Boom-

The loud noise was far away, as if it was in the corner of the capital.

Shangguan Lingye's face darkened, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot...

——

The rain was too heavy, and Linhefang was at the mouth of the river. The water level of the inland river was less than two feet away from the street, so there was no pedestrian on the street, and the shops and shipmen were also stopped. The only thing that could be seen on Linhe Long Street was the only detective Lao Zhang wearing a straw raincoat and taking the young detectives to patrol in the heavy rain.

The bluestone alley on the side of the street was full of muddy rain. Zuo Lingquan carried Tang Jingyan and walked slowly in the heavy rain.

Tang Jingyan lay on her back, holding Zuo Lingquan's neck, and holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand to shelter the man from the wind and rain.

Tuanzi returned home and looked quite happy. She squatted on Tang Jingyun's flattened chest, shouted twice from time to time, and greeted the bird she knew.

The two of them came over and read Jingyan's private property. Because the third uncle took care of him, the Chen family no longer had the idea of ​​occupying the property. After changing their ways, they would tell everyone that their granddaughter was "friends" with the son of the prime minister's family in the dynasty. Anyway, they were just trying to get along with each other.

Tang Jingyun is the granddaughter of the Chen family's eldest wife and has nothing to do with the second wife. She is quite dissatisfied with this matter; but she has become the "Sixth Level Ancestor". She cares about these family members being a bit disagreeable, so she doesn't care about it anymore.

Seeing the small winery that had been inhabited for more than 20 years appear in front of him, Tang Jingwen looked relieved and sighed:

"No matter how big it is outside, it is not my own, it is still my own house."

Tuanzi shook her head and said, probably saying, "The wine shop is not delicious, and the millet and beans make the birds spit out." As a result, Tang Jingyan beat her.

Zuo Lingquan hugged Tang Jingyan's buttocks, played with her calmly, looked at the courtyard wall where she had fought with Jiang Yi, and chuckled:

"I don't really want to be a god when I cultivate immortality. When we can live forever, we will 'hide in the city' and open a small wine shop here, drink and go shopping every day, and be carefree. That's the day of a god."

Tang Jingwen thought for a while and said:

"There are only three rooms in the wine shop, so I'm afraid I can't stay there at that time; even if the princess and Leng Zhu live in the palace, I, Qingwan, and the dead woman..."

"Hmm?" Zuo Lingquan paused slightly and turned his head: "Why did you count the ancestor?"

"I'm intimate with you, and she came to interrupt. According to the neighbors' opinions, her innocence has been ruined. The woman has no man, so she must have thoughts in her heart. She can't say it's true that she will be the youngest in the future. Then I'll let her take the bath water every day..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how to evaluate it, so he shook his head and said:

"Stop talking about this. If the ancestor heard it, she would deal with you if she didn't deal with you, but she would deal with me."

"You are afraid that she will do something, so I will do it. If it weren't for something that happened these days, I would have to deal with her... I just didn't expect a way to deal with it..."

Tang Jingyan muttered for a moment, feeling that this was disappointing, so she pulled the topic back and said:

"When you entered Beijing at the beginning of the year, if the prince consort was not chosen, Qihuanggu wouldn't want you. Do you just run to your sister every day, and then we both... can open a wine shop casually?"

Obviously, Tang Jingyan grew up in the market and was used to being helpless, so she prefers to live a life of a young couple.

Zuo Lingquan thought carefully: "I met the princess the day I came here; and I didn't want to be inferior to others when I practice swords. No matter what I encountered, I would continue to climb up; Sister Tang and Phoenix have a connection, and it would not be buried in the world. In hindsight, no matter how I went, it would become the current situation. I don't know if it was destined by heaven or fate."

"oh."

Tang Jingwen thought about it carefully and it was true.

Zuo Lingquan turned around, looked at Jingyan's side face, and said with a smile:

"What? The swearing thinks I'm fickle and jealous?"

Tang Jingyan actually has a strong jealousy flavor, but it is lighter than Jiang Yi. She hummed softly:

"What jealous is my sister? She's still a little bit... But I should be in front of Qingwan and her wife, right? Logically speaking, we knew each other the earliest, so it was not unreasonable to ask Qingwan to call her sister."

Zuo Lingquan started to talk about this topic and started talking about it, and started talking about other topics.

Tang Jingwen just said casually. When he arrived at the back of the restaurant, he jumped off his back, took out the key and opened the copper lock.

The yard was empty, with only fallen leaves soaked in the rain, and the doors were locked, without any signs of outsiders staying.

Tang Jingyan entered the hall of the wine shop with a familiar look, glanced at the big wine jar, took out a small shovel, and dug out several wine jars under the osmanthus tree.

Zuo Lingquan held an umbrella and worked with her hands next to her and put the wine jar into Linglong Pavilion.

Tuanzi obviously missed his nest a little, so he flew under the eaves, opened the bird cage, squeezed in, and squatted inside to recall his childhood.

After the two dug out the wine, the rain was too heavy to stand in the yard. Tang Jingyan turned around and came to the bedroom in the west wing, wanting to "rest" with Zuo Lingquan on his embroidery bed.
To be continued...