Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 101 The wandering clouds (full volume completed)

The sky was bright, and the drizzle outside the window did not stop.

There was a faint scent of charm lingering in the quiet room, and the night's breathing had just ended.

Zuo Lingquan leaned on the bed and turned his head to look at Wu Qingwan lying on his arm.

After being tortured all night, Wu Qingwan's physique was reduced to a ball of cotton. She narrowed her eyes and panted slightly. Although her expression was still that of a teacher, she no longer had the energy to struggle.

Perhaps because she realized that she was being stared at all the time, Wu Qingwan rested for a while, her thoughts slowly recovered, she turned over and faced the back of the bed, leaving him with a smooth back, and said softly:

"Ling Quan, I've satisfied you, now it's time to calm down. From now on... you're not allowed to do that again."

Although he still resisted, his tone was obviously not as tough as the first time.

Zuo Lingquan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but he was actually quite touched.

Zuo Lingquan's unrestrained youthful spirit was naturally suppressed a lot through meticulous care. He sat up, put the thin quilt on Wu Qingwan's shoulders, and put on a serious expression:

"Senior Wu, Jiang Yi said that he is going to see the Emperor of Dayan. I will go back to Qinghe County and say goodbye to my family. When I come back, we will go to Dayan together."

Wu Qingwan had already heard Jiang Yi talk about this idea. She turned around and said softly:

"Once you leave seclusion, no one knows what opportunities you will encounter. You may not have time to come back, and you don't know how long you will be out. You can stay at home for a few more days to avoid leaving for more than ten or even decades. My parents are missed.”

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled: "I will definitely come back. If my parents are not traveling far away, there is no reason to stay there for a lifetime."

Wu Qingwan was just a young person on the spiritual path and knew little about these things. She just nodded softly and stood up to see him off.

After a while.

Zuo Lingquan put on a green shirt, hung a 'heroine pig-headed man' jade pendant on her waist, carried a scabbard, and walked out of the small courtyard next to the cold pool.

It was still early, so the disciples all went to the square in front of the temple, and there was no one in the bamboo forest. Jiang Yi wanted to go back to hand over the matter, so she returned to the capital in the middle of the night in the rain.

When Zuo Lingquan came outside Tang Jingxun's yard, the little bird Tuanzi flapped its wings and flew onto his shoulder, its furry head rubbed against his neck, and it held a small beetle in its claws.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little helpless and touched the dumpling: "This is my spiritual pet. I can't eat it. I will find you some real treasures from heaven and earth to eat when I go out. Be good."

With that said, he took off the little bug and put it into the porcelain bottle.

Tang Jingxun always got up early and was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw Zuo Lingquan coming over, she walked out with hot porridge, took a look at her outfit, and said curiously:

"Xiao Zuo, are you ready to go out?"

Zuo Lingquan came to the room and sat down, picking up the bowls and chopsticks handed over:

"I'll be back for a few days. I'll be back in a few days. Sister Tang, do you want to go to the four southern counties with us?"

Tang Jingxuan has lived in the capital since she was a child, and she really wants to go out for a walk, but she has the nerve to go home with Zuo Lingquan.

Tang Jingxun frowned, smiled angrily and said:

"I'm not one of you. Why did I run home with you? Your Highness found out and had to confiscate my property."

Zuo Lingquan just said it casually, and smiled with the corners of his mouth, and they ate breakfast together.

Qihuang Valley has changed its appearance. Today, the overseas elders who were surprised to come to the terrace came. The disciples in the valley stayed in the square to welcome them in the rain. Even the two Independent Cultivators who came to seek the position of worshipers stood outside the main hall and waited, their arms swollen. Cheng Jiujiang, who was in bandages, was courteous and courteous beside him.

After Zuo Lingquan finished his meal, he also went to the square to take a look. However, his injuries suddenly recovered, and it was hard to explain his rash appearance, but he just watched from a distance in a very low-key manner.

Zuo Lingquan used to yearn to walk with a sword, so he paid special attention to the next two monks who came to wield a sword - two half-step Youhuang monks, one male and one female, they thought they were a Taoist couple; they were both older. Well, thinking about it, the realm has stagnated, and the monks who are not doing well outside.

The two can see all kinds of things with them, obviously there is no storage bag; the man is carrying a vermilion long sword, which is very beautiful in shape, but it has no front, and it is supposed to be a flying sword that can only be used for flying; the woman is more special , on the back is a lyre, the pattern carved on the head of the piano is similar to that of the flying sword, and it is probably used to walk in the sky.

In addition, both of them had jade badges hanging around their waists, which looked like a couple, but they were not Zongmen waist badges.

Zuo Lingquan thought it was something like a token of love, but soon saw that the jade tablet on the man's waist lit up, and then the man picked up the jade tablet, walked to the open space in the corner of the main hall, and took the jade tablet Put it to your ear:

"Hey... hello? This place is a bit out of the way. The barren hills block the Tiandun Tower on the Jingtai Terrace. I can't hear you clearly... After you enter the customs, walk south along the river... that's right..."

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Zuo Lingquan's head was full of black lines, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He held it in for a long time before secretly saying: "Is this the immortal?"

But when I thought that the other party was just a monk at the eighth level of the Spiritual Valley, I felt relieved.

Last time the ancestor of Yunshui Jiantan shouted in the sky from thousands of miles away, he was probably considered a True Immortal.

After Zuo Lingquan sighed secretly for a moment, he didn't stay any longer, took out the big black horse that was almost fat, and slowly left Qihuang Valley holding an umbrella.

Qihuang Valley is overcrowded inside, not to mention Qihuang Town outside.

In addition to the low-level monks who came for pilgrimage, people from surrounding counties and counties also came over after hearing about the "gods descending to earth", burning incense and praying for blessings in the town; there were even some country gentry who built two ancestral halls in the town and were paying tribute to two The statues of gods and gods are made of gold.

Although Zuo Lingquan was dissatisfied with the behavior of the ancestors of Tiedong Mansion, it was considered a personal grudge. From the perspective of the people of Great Dane, neither of the two ancestors harmed innocent people, and they also brought great blessings to Great Dane, which indirectly allowed them to The stability of the court and the opening up of business routes have boosted the surrounding tourism economy, and people can really afford to pay incense.

Zuo Lingquan had clear grievances, so naturally he would not go and dismantle someone else's golden statue. After taking a few glances at the almost completed statue of the woman in the gold skirt, he drove his horse towards Donghua City, which was more than 20 miles away.

It was early spring and February when we arrived, but when we returned, the city was still filled with mist and rain.

After more than a month of reconstruction, most of the houses in Linhefang on the bank of Bailu River have been restored. A brand new small wine shop has appeared on the street again, but unfortunately there are no wine flags hanging on it, and there is no wine girl sitting at the door with her arms folded every day. There is only a plaque of "Tangjia Winery" written by Zuo Lingquan himself. , hung on the door.

People were coming and going on the street. Lao Zhang was carrying a waist knife and smashed his mouth when he walked past the wine shop. Apparently, the alcohol bug in his stomach started to cause trouble again. Behind him was a young policeman who was looking at the river suspiciously. He must have heard something. Talk about the tragedy of the predecessor.

However, with the transformation of Qihuang Valley, there should never be any more ferocious beasts around the capital.

After Zuo Lingquan took a few glances at the place where the dream began, he held an oil-paper umbrella and came to the pier to wait for the ferry boat.

There were many awning boats on the river. A boatman used a bamboo pole to bring the boat over and said with a smile:

"Master, are you ready to leave? How was your visit to the capital?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled on his handsome face and nodded:

“It was very rewarding.”

"That's good. The young master is a man of great ability and a good heart. In fact, it's time to go outside. To be honest, we don't have much to see in this three-acre land in Dadan."

"No matter how big it is outside, it is still outside. There is only one home. You always have to return to your roots after falling leaves. How can you be a wanderer all your life."

"That's true."

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Zuo Lingquan chatted for a few words, stepped onto the awning boat, and stood on the bow holding an umbrella.

The awning boat slowly left the shore and headed towards the water gate of Linhefang. Not far away, a woman in a red dress appeared on the street.

Zuo Lingquan turned around and raised his hand to let the boatman dock.

Jiang Yi, who was standing on the shore, had just received the news from Wu Qingwan. She even put aside the handover matters and ran over from the palace.

However, Jiang Yi would not show these thoughts. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was coming over, she probably wanted to kiss goodbye or something, so she quickly raised her hand to signal:

"Let's go. I'm here just to see how Linhefang is being rebuilt. I'm not here to see you off."

He still looks a little arrogant.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the bow of the ship with a bright smile:

"Understood. Goodbye, Your Highness."

Jiang Yi had a serious expression on her face, as if she was really just along for the ride.

But Ruxing's eyes were kept on the bow of the boat until the young man in green holding an oil-paper umbrella floated down with the waves and disappeared into the end of the rain curtain...

(End of this volume)

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