Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 8 Something Happened

The bright moon was in the sky, and the bustling town gradually quieted down, except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance in the middle of the night.

It may be that Jiang Qiongxing slept too much in the past two days, and Jiang Qiongxing didn't sleep well.

In a daze, she always felt that someone was walking around beside her, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them no matter what, it seemed that the more anxious she was, the harder it was to wake up.

She struggled with herself for a long time while half asleep and half awake, and when she finally opened her eyes, the sky was already bright.

Jiang Qiongxing sat up tiredly.

Good guy, I'm more tired after sleeping than not sleeping.

She remembered the movement she felt in her sleep last night and looked around.

The doors and windows were well bolted, and the few pieces of furniture in the room were well in place and had not been tampered with.

dreaming?
She got up from the bed dragging her heavy body, put on a white mourning dress, washed up, put on her purse and walked to the front yard.

"Yo, finally woke up?"

A greeting came from above.

Jiang Qiongxing raised his head, was taken aback for a moment, and almost didn't recognize it.

Shi Yueren changed his clothes, shaved his face clean, tied his hair into a bunch, and suddenly looked seven or eight years younger.

If he wasn't sitting on the wall, he would really look like a serious immortal cultivator.

"Why are you squatting there?" she asked.

Shi Yueren touched his smooth chin unaccustomedly: "I don't know how long you slept until you woke up, so you didn't dare to open the door, so you simply climbed over the wall and went out."

It is justifiable and irrefutable.

Jiang Qiongxing touched the purse in his arms, and asked again: "Have you had breakfast yet? I'm treating you."

For the sake of finally being human.

"Son, what time is it? You might as well invite me to lunch." Shi Yueren jumped off the wall.

"Is it late?" Jiang Qiongxing looked up at the sky, a little puzzled, "But I didn't sleep too late last night, I used to wake up just before dawn..."

Hearing this, Shi Yueren remembered the pulse he gave her yesterday, and frowned almost invisibly.

"Oh, by the way, did you hear any strange noises last night?" Jiang Qiongxing asked again.

"No." Shi Yueren shook his head.

"It seems that I'm dreaming," Jiang Qiongxing just asked casually, and said indifferently, "Let's go, let's go to lunch."

Shi Yueren followed her out, and said for a moment: "It's not necessarily true. After all, there is a distance between the backyard and the front yard. If a cultivator sneaks in, I may not be able to find it if I am not on guard. You still have to be careful."

Jiang Qiongxing didn't think it would be an immortal cultivator: "Why would an immortal cultivator focus on me, a mortal? There is nothing in my house that they would like."

The only relics of Jiang Hu who have a little bit of contact with the world of cultivating immortals are also placed in the storage ring. Other than her, they can't see them at all, let alone steal the things inside.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiongxing gently stroked the storage ring with his thumb.

This thing should be the only thing she thinks is more useful than the modern world when she traveled here.

It's a pity that she is just a mortal. Although as a direct relative of Jiang Hu, she can take the contents inside after Jiang Hu's death, she can't put it inside.

After lunch, Jiang Qiongxing stopped by his own shops to look around.

The original owner's mother was born in a merchant's family. Although the dowry was not much, she was a good manager. After a few years of marriage, she opened several shops in the busiest street in the town, so that Jiang Qianxing always felt that Jiang Hu married her for this reason.

After all, according to the memory of the original owner, Jiang Hu claims to be a cold-hearted cultivator, and he has nothing special about his wife.

Maybe because of some rumors, Jiang Qiongxing walked around the street, and many people came over to inquire about the situation under the guise of condolences. Some of the quick-witted ones not only fell in love with the shop, but wanted to try something else, but they swallowed it when they saw a tall and burly strange man standing beside her.

The orphan girl who inherited a large amount of inheritance is coveted, but when there is an unknown guard next to her, many people have to think carefully about it.

Jiang Qiongxing pretended not to understand the hints from those people, and only answered a few questions from the shop.After the interested buyers left and went home to collect money, she went to the pawn shop again and made an appointment with the shopkeeper to come directly to the door the next day before returning home.

The town is so big that everything spreads quickly. After today's incident, everyone in the town knew that Jiang Yuan's family's daughter planned to move out.

Early the next morning.

Thinking about an appointment with the shopkeeper of the pawnshop, Jiang Qiongxing got up early.

I had a good night's sleep last night, and I didn't dream about strange things like people walking around in the house.

"Sure enough, the quality of sleep is high, and I woke up early..." She stretched her waist and walked to the front yard, pushing open the courtyard door, and vaguely heard voices coming from the front.

No way?The shopkeeper came so early?

Thinking that he was still getting up late, Jiang Qiongxing hurried out.

Passing through the small courtyard, she saw Shi Yueren standing at the door, and outside stood two strangers dressed as businessmen.

It doesn't seem to be the shopkeeper of the pawn shop.

She slowed down and raised her voice to ask, "Who is it?"

Shi Yueren turned around when he heard the movement: "It's two businessmen from other places. Maybe they heard that you plan to sell the house, so they came to inquire about the price."

Ah, it turned out to be money delivery.

Jiang Qiongxing put on a warm smile: "Well, why don't you go into the room and talk."

Hearing this, Shi Yue stepped aside and motioned for the two to enter.

The four sat down in the main hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Jiang Qiongxing asked, "Which shop do you two like?"

The two peddlers smiled slightly and looked at each other. One of them cleared his throat and said, "Actually, we have already taken a look at the shop. We only need a place to live. What I want to buy today is this house."

Jiang Qiongxing was a little disappointed: "Maybe the rumors are wrong, I don't plan to sell this house."

"Aren't you planning to move away?" the merchant asked.

"My father left a will before his death. This is the ancestral house. Even if we move away, we can't sell it." Jiang Qiongxing regretted.

Although she also felt that it was a pity, but no matter from the point of view of the world, such things as wills should be obeyed as much as possible.

"Is it really not for sale?"

Jiang Qiongxing shook his head firmly.

"I can offer a high price!" Hang Shang said, "Twice, no, three times—don't touch a single thing here, I want it all."

Shi Yueren, who had been listening silently, frowned almost invisibly.

Seeing the other party's impatient look, Jiang Qiongxing also felt strange.

It's not like there aren't any other empty houses in town.

The merchant's companion tugged at him, and said to them apologetically: "Forgive me, my brother took a fancy to this house at a glance, so he was inevitably a little impatient, but he didn't mean any harm."

"It's okay." Jiang Qiongxing smiled politely.

The impatient businessman sighed, and asked the next best thing: "Then... what about the rent? Since you are going to move out, it's a waste to leave the house empty, isn't it?"

If it was normal, Jiang Qiongxing might have agreed, but seeing how impatient this person was just now, she had to be careful, and immediately found a reason: "...Sorry, this is the ancestral house left by my ancestors, and it cannot be rented to outsiders."

"Can--"

The impatient merchant wanted to fight again, but his companion pressed his shoulder and interrupted him: "Okay, we are taking the liberty, please forgive me."

Then he stood up and said goodbye.

Jiang Qiongxing also got up to see off the guests: "It's okay, I hope you can find a yard that suits you."

"Thank you."

After seeing off the two uninvited guests, Jiang Qiongxing touched his flat stomach: "Uncle, have you eaten, I—"

Before she could finish speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

She subconsciously looked over, frowning secretly.

What is an official post?
The ancient official posts are incomparable with the modern ones, as long as they appear, it is guaranteed to be a bad thing.

Sure enough, those two people who looked like officials ran over and said, "Your aunt's family met bandits on the mountain road outside the town and was killed. Come with us. Wu Zuo is waiting for you to identify the body at the Yamen."

what?
(End of this chapter)