The next day, an autumn rain scattered on the Lanfeng River, and the boat went down with the waves, and three women rode in it.

"Hmm," Xie Qiutao hummed an unknown tune, wore a hat on his head, and was still fishing for fish, and her expression was a little boring; but she understood why the three of them had to float on the river all night and only met in the morning.

Is it better to get married? I have to give Sister Qingwan and Sister Jiang Yi some private space.

I just don’t know if Mr. Zuo has become a human being…

Hey~

Xie Qiutao felt that his thoughts were a bit inconsistent with the identity of a simple little girl, so he quickly swept away the messy things and looked back.

The atmosphere inside the tent was peaceful.

Shangguan Lingye, with gorgeous makeup, sat sideways in the boat, holding the album in his hand, like a wealthy lady listening to Qiuyu reading, with a focused look on her face.

Tang Jingyan sat upright, holding the book in her hand. The cover was "The Relentless Sword Immortal". Is it unclear whether it is "The Twenty-Eight Styles of Spring Tides" in it, and her expression is serious and she reads it very seriously.

The funniest thing is that both of them are still avoiding each other and do not want the other to know what they are looking at.

Xie Qiutao didn't know what the two were reading, but who would maintain such a serious attitude when reading a serious book? Just looking at this way, you know that the two were watching something that the little girl couldn't see.

The dumplings that were supposed to sleep until the sun was shining, but they got up very early today and were rolling in the boat tent to act cute.

Lingye and Jingwen fought yesterday. Tuanzi is not a fool. If you know if you ask who wants breakfast, another mother who wants to feed it will definitely be disappointed.

For this reason, the dumplings simply did not offend both sides and kept rolling between the two, rubbing around, making a "birds are so hungry" look, waiting for the mother to feed it on her own initiative; in this way, as long as one feeds, the other will definitely feed it, and can eat double portions.

The boat went downstream, passed through the foggy river surface, and gradually came to Yushu Bay, and the summer resort appeared in sight.

Xie Qiutao put away the fishing rod, crossed the river like a dragonfly, and came to the outside of the other courtyard, wanting to see if Mr. Zuo stood outside and held his waist and sighed.

But when I arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, I didn’t see Zuo Lingquan. Instead, Xiao Lengzhu sat on the threshold, holding her little face in her hand, looking lost:

"Oh~..."

Xie Qiutao was stunned, flew to the door, and turned his head to look at Leng Zhu's face:

"Sister Leng Zhu?"

A small round face with a hat suddenly appeared in front of him, which scared Leng Zhu to death. After seeing the person clearly, he quickly calmed down and stood up:

"Miss Xie, you are back."

Xie Qiutao had a smile on his face. He first looked inside the door, and then asked in a low voice:

"Why are you full of unhappiness? Is it because your princess and Mr. Zuo drove you out to Feng Feng?"

According to past practice, this should be true, but it was not the case last night.

Yesterday Leng Zhu was waiting for the princess to take a shower, and the broken-out young master Zuo was dragged into the water.

Leng Zhu naturally took off her clothes in the bathtub. At first, she shyly shyly in the corner. She looked at the three of them playing. The various postures made her blush and almost fainted.

Leng Zhu was quite shy and didn't dare to watch it, but after watching it for a long time, she gradually got used to it and became a little moved and wanted to join in the fun.

The result was good. His Highness and Qingwan were so enthusiastic that they almost ate Mr. Zuo. She was by the side and didn't dare to squeeze. She looked at her all night but didn't eat anything. Mr. Zuo took a break from her busy schedule and touched her quietly.

I feel so depressed now because Leng Zhu feels that she is too cowardly. If she is brave yesterday, wouldn’t the good days come in the future?

Leng Zhu didn't dare to say these shameful little thoughts to Xie Qiutao, shook his head and said:

"I'm not happy when I'm chatting with Mr. Zuo. I just think the rain is so heavy that I can't go out for a walk."

Xie Qiutao is half-believing and half-doubting.

Shangguan Lingye and Tang Jingwen came to the gate side by side; Duanzi didn't know who was holding him, so he honestly asked him to follow him, not knowing that this was calculated, "The two mothers had no breastfeeding."

Shangguan Lingye slightly felt the situation in the other courtyard. Qingwan was humming a little song in the wing room and polished it carefully... The collar? Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi were wandering around the corridor, and it seemed that the practice had been completed successfully.

Shangguan Lingye’s account was not settled yesterday, and he turned his head to look at Jingyan next to him:

"Hmm~"

Tang Jingyan understood in a second, and wanted to encourage Xiao Zuo to let Lingye fox Meizi taste the pain of planting the back garden again, but asked the dead woman if she was busy, but the dead woman did not respond.

Tang Jingwen knew that Shangguan’s ancestor had a high position and had a lot of important things, so he naturally would not act on his own and acted like he was disgusted:

"Also 'huh~', what kind of spring is going on in broad daylight?"

“…”

Shangguan Lingye's eyes darkened. Jingyan refused to accept the invitation to form a team, so she naturally would not force her to pull her and entered the courtyard on her own.

The autumn rain falls like a crisp, falling between the flower and grass lake.

Shangguan Lingye came to the back house and saw Zuo Lingquan in a white robe walking slowly in the corridor.

Jiang Yi changed her past arrogance and lay on Zuo Lingquan's back like a little girl who sympathized with Dou Chukai. She asked Zuo Lingquan to carry her back, and whispered from the corridor:

"...What are you afraid of? I can't say anything when she comes back?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, let Lingye hear it..."

"She is the most sexy, and I didn't belittle her. Didn't you just say that Jinghuan privately makes an example, saying that she belongs to Qinglong, can she spray water..."

"What kind of water spray? Jingyan said it's too much water..."

"Yes, more than my aunt..."

…??

Shangguan Lingye's eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt that since he became a Taoist partner with her, he had become less and less concerned about her, the immortal master on the mountain.

Last time, in order to reward him, he was satisfied with shame. He was not grateful and dared to be so disrespectful to her in private?

She is no different from the other three sisters, okay! She is not afraid of trouble and Zuo Lingquan doesn’t have to restrain herself, so she reacts a little more. What does this have to do with her?

Shangguan Lingye folded his hands around his waist, landing silently in the corridor, and said coldly:

"Zuo Lingquan!"

Zuo Lingquan, who was strolling around with his wife on his back, felt a sudden slap in his heart when he heard the sound. He turned around:

"Lingye."

Jiang Yi didn't jump down, hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck and snorted:

"Oh! Shangguan Dragon King is back, it's not that it's raining, and the river is still flooding."

Shangguan Dragon King?

Shangguan Lingye was stunned for a moment, and contacted the context of the moment before he understood the meaning of the nickname. Her eyes were slightly cold:

"Zuo Lingquan, come here, I have something to say to you."

Turning around and entering the house.

Zuo Lingquan knew that this would happen. As a man who stood up, this kind of grievance could not be resisted by Jiang Yi, who was fanning the flames. He shook his head and sighed, put Jiang Yi down, and followed him...—

Along the Li River, Qujia Villa.

After the celebration of the Qianqiu Yuefu Sect, guests from all walks of life returned, and Qu Xiangwen, the young leader of the Qu family, also returned to his home.

The Qu family's family history is only three hundred years long. In Huajunzhou, which has been passed down for thousands of years, it is too young and has basically not accumulated much reputation and connections.

Over the years, the Qu family has been moving around with people, seeking immortals and friends, and making friends with immortals everywhere to enhance their connections and fame.

This Mid-Autumn Festival meeting ended, but the result was obviously not very satisfying to the head of the family Qu Ganchen.

On the stone cliff behind the villa, Qu Ganchen, the head of the Qu family, sat cross-legged towards the river and scolded his son:

"...The immortal guqin such as 'Qingxiao He Crying' is less than one hand in total. It is held in the hands of the Qu family. The masters on the mountain who like zithers will say to the Qu family, and you will give it away for free. What else does the Qu family have to remember if they are worth remembering by those giants on the mountain?"

The young leader Qu Xiangwen felt that he was bleeding and he was not dissatisfied with the scolding, but just explained:

"It's all because Zhou Mu of Yingyang Immortal Palace was furious and instigated. The masters from all sides came over and the child would throw his face away if he didn't agree. Alas... If the person who won the piano was a little casual cultivator, he could still get it back secretly. He was taken to the hands of the "Sword Demon Zuo Ci". I dare to rob it. Our father and son are likely to go to the underworld together and have to pay all their wives and concubines..."

Smack

Qu Ganchen slapped his son in the face with his backhand:

"You have made progress, but remember to say good luck next time, if you really want to rob, it should be 'I'm a white-haired man who gives you this black-haired man'. I'm afraid of Zuo Ci for my father, but I'm not afraid of him. This person's background is unpredictable, and the ancestor of Xiaoshan dares not provoke him. We cannot commit evil on the surface. A piano is used as a meeting gift."

Qu Xiangwen was staggered and just rubbed his face:

"Dad, are you sure you are not afraid of Zuo Ci? That thing is not a normal person. The old sword god says it is a 'monster'..."

"Practice one's own way of practice, fearing and tolerance, just to protect yourself. If you really run into it, you are afraid of others, and others will let you go?"

Qu Ganchen hummed lightly and looked at the black arm guard on his wrist:

"Besides, do you think your father's current family business is built by his mouth? Whoever has no chance to stay with him in the path of cultivation is really at the right time to divide life and death. No matter how big the background is, it is empty. Whoever dies and lives depends entirely on his own real ability."

Qu Xiangwen knew that his father got up from a low-level cultivator and did not deny this.

It took only how long the father and son had a conversation. An old housekeeper walked up to the cliff and came to whisper:

"The head of the family, Erye led the team to Huanggutan to transport stones. When he passed through the swamp, he could not find the mark left..."

When Qu Ganchen heard this, he frowned.

Qu Ganchen was able to make a fortune because he dug graves around Huajunzhou, accidentally entered the swamp of Huanggutan and discovered the cultivation cave below.

The owner of the cave was a fairy hero three thousand years ago. After returning from Yuyaozhou, he went into seclusion and recuperated. He was unable to leave the seclusion and stayed in it with his own property, including "Qingxiao He Crying" and various magic weapons and materials.
To be continued...