The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Take a petal and two stamens from the drunken flower, seal them in a piece of jade, and make a pendant for the rabbit-spirited girl to hang around her neck.

The girl also fiddled with her soft long hair casually, her eyes were mostly obedient and waiting.

Yang Jian turned into a middle-aged Taoist, but said: "I came to you to ask you to do something. If this can be done, you may become a celestial being, and the fruit of longevity is not impossible."

This Rou'er was suddenly excited, kowtowing repeatedly, "Thank you, Shangxian, thank you, Shangxian!"

If you live long, you can avoid birth, old age, sickness and death, and live the same life as the heaven and the earth.

This is the dream in the hearts of most ascetics in the prehistoric period, and this rabbit spirit girl is even more convinced of the ability of the Taoist in front of her.

Could it be that the one who can restrain his parents at will is the ancient power in the rumors?

Yang Jian said again: "Remember, as long as you do what I say, you can't go beyond half a step, and this matter will be successful. Don't let distracting thoughts in your mind, or you will miss your own life."

The rabbit spirit girl agreed repeatedly, and knelt there quietly listening to the middle-aged Taoist in front of her tell what she was going to do.

The more she listened, the more relaxed the girl felt.

Isn't it just to catch up with a human man?

Many people in the human race may value the so-called fame, but in the eyes of the monster race, it is just a joke.

This rabbit girl is not a perfect body at this time, after all, her cultivation is hard, and her parents don't care much about it when she always has thoughts.

"I will send you to Nanzhou later, and you will claim to be a young widow. You will buy some domestic slaves first, and then go to Chaoge City to set up a family business. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I would like to follow the order of the Immortal."

Yang Jian nodded, and raised his hand towards the rabbit spirit girl. The rabbit spirit girl slowly closed her eyes and lay powerlessly on the ground.

Looking at the monster girl, Yang Jian stood there with his hands behind his back, maintaining Shen Gongbao's appearance and aura, and sighed softly.

I remember reading a sentence before - everyone's growth is to become the kind of person they once hated.

Yang Jian really had such a realization.

Hong Huang had many calculations. He originally wanted to fight all the way up with his fists, but at this time, when he met Jiang Shang who couldn't be killed directly, he had to be more careful, which is really ironic.

That's all, don't think too much, the strength is not enough, so I can only make up calculations.

Putting the rabbit spirit girl away, Yang Jian recovered his real body and left the canyon, heading towards the Xuanming tribe.

In fact, he didn't have much to do, he just strolled around casually, called on the Great Witch Festival, and looked at the current situation of the Wu tribe.

With the dragon balls of the three-headed Bibojiao and the earth energy continuously sent by Meishan, the tribes everywhere became more and more vibrant.

The physique of the adult Wu Clan has improved significantly, and the newly born Wu Clan were all sent to the secret place where the dragon ball was placed.

In time, the Wu Clan might really get a chance to rejuvenate...

Saying goodbye to the Great Witch Festival, Yang Jian did not go directly to Nanzhou, but returned to Meishan.

It's been a year and a half since I haven't been home, and I naturally miss my beloved wife, my mother, and my little sister very much.

After entering the Meishan Great Formation, he didn't care about visiting his mother or meeting his wife, and directly used the method of earth escape to sneak into the ground, carefully thinking about the whole calculation he had set.

Staying underground is three days.

Three days later, Yang Jian walked out of the main hall left by Mei Kongmei, returned to Meishan Peak, first went to visit his mother, and then summoned the generals of Meishan to inquire about the current situation.

After finishing all this work, he returned to his residence...

"Husband..."

A soft call, with every kind of reluctance, with a deep attachment.

Before Yang Jian could stop his figure, a blur appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a soft body in his arms.

Looking down, just as the four eyes met, the dragon girl's face was slightly red, and the delicate flower groaned softly; Yang Jian lowered his head and picked her up, and carried her into the attic.

In the next moment, the entire attic was suddenly covered by a water-blue light film, but even the quasi-sage's method seemed to be unable to cover up the movement coming from inside...

A few hours later, Yang Jian and his wife sat hugging each other on the soft couch, both dressed in simple white clothes.

"My husband is busy working outside, I can only serve my aunt at home, but I can't help much..."

"What are you bothering about, I'm just running around," Yang Jian sighed, holding his wife in his arms, holding back his thoughts, and told the story of Nezha in detail.

After all, she is Princess Longgong and Ao Bing's sister-in-law. These things should be explained clearly so as not to leave any knots.

Ao Xinke sighed softly: "Although the elder brother has an appointment with Master Taiyi, but Ao Bing and that little Nezha really have a hard life."

"En," Yang Jian replied, looking at the sunset and sunset outside the window, the breeze blew away a little of the haze in his heart.

Yang Jian brushed her hair with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Mother is full of praise for you, saying that you go to greet her every day, and often make some supplements and medicinal meals for her..."

"These should have been done by my daughter-in-law, it's nothing." Ao Xinke said softly, and then her eyes were a little resentful, "My husband has never cut off a woman in the black turtle belt, so I can feel more at ease."

"Well……"

Yang Jian looked at Ao Xinke not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

No matter how you forget, she is a quasi-sage and a real powerful fighter!

The black tortoise belt left Yang Jian's body, and Yang Jian forgot to enclose the mysterious energy before; she wanted to see through the black tortoise belt, it couldn't be easier.

This matter should not be explained to her in detail, Yang Jian just said: "This is just a calculation, my lady, don't take it seriously, I am very innocent."

"Of course I know," Ao Xinke looked up at him, and couldn't help but hide in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I'll know if you smell like other women."

"so smart?"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, the beauty is in his arms, it's been a year and a half since I haven't seen her, how can just half a day of happiness be enough?

"Xinke, when I recently enlightened to Taoism, I have a new understanding of the great art of yin and yang, and I got a few good postures, why don't we study together?"

"Husband... this, this is too shameful..."

"You and my husband, what are you afraid of?"

"Well, husband..."

Not long after, there were several more magic power bans in the Xiangge.

The hibiscus tent is warm, and the spring night is slow.

Yang Jian only stayed at home for two days, and then quietly left Meishan; except for Ao Xinke who knew that Yang Jian had left, no one else should know.

Half a month later, a team of chariots and horses came to Chaoge City, and after entering the city, it also added some talking points to this huge city.

Although Shang Jun has occasionally made amazing moves in recent years, Chaoge City is still the most prosperous place in the secular world of Nanzhou, and merchants from all over the world flock to it.

On the same day, the owner of this team of carriages and horses bought a large mansion and several shops, and the purchase price was very generous.

Ordinary people always have good things to do. Chaoge City soon began to spread the allusion of a business woman, saying how she supported a huge family business after losing her husband, and how rich she was at this time.

These things naturally reached the ears of Jiang Shang who was still struggling in the market.

In fact, Jiang Shang doesn't even know if he wants to, because the tailor's shop of the 'legendary' woman is opposite to his small fortune-telling shop.

This ready-to-wear store specializes in women's clothing, and the business is booming in a large room with three doors.

Every day, Jiang Shang watched how many young women came in and out across the street, and thought of the vicious woman at home, and his heart became more and more depressed. He sighed softly: "Women only sit at home, but they don't know the world and people's livelihood."

As soon as the words fell, a woman's voice came from outside the door:

"How is this fortune-telling shop? If it's not good, why don't you buy this shop and renovate it, and I'll open another rouge shop."

Another woman replied: "Ma'am, there are very few people coming to this fortune-telling stall, why don't we go in and have a look."

"Lead the way ahead."

Hearing this, Jiang Shang couldn't help but straighten his back, sat on the chair, arranged the flag and turtle shell, and looked outside the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Shang was taken aback.

A woman was walking in the sunshine, wearing a pink skirt and a white jacket. She had a graceful figure and a very beautiful posture. The gold and silver jewelry on her body did not look gaudy at all, but instead made her skin fairer.

She looked like she was only in her twenties, which was the most beautiful age for a woman, but her whole body seemed to reveal a sense of weakness.

Jiang Shang kept staring at her blankly until she was supported by a maid and passed the threshold of the fortune-telling hall.

The maid spat softly: "You old Taoist priest, how dare you stare at my wife? How rude!"

"Oh, yes," Jiang Shang finally came back to his senses after being scolded, bowed his head and coughed twice, his old face was slightly flushed.

What happened to me today?

Anyway, I have been cultivating Taoism for forty years, and I have more lofty ambitions in my heart. How could I lose my composure today?

Naturally, he couldn't see that the jade stone was shining lightly in the clothes in front of the delicate woman being supported...

"This priest," said the noble lady softly, "does he tell fortunes?"

"Naturally," Jiang Shang replied with a smile. When he looked up again, he thought he could be calm, but he never thought about it and unconsciously stared at the woman's face.

The maid rolled her eyes, while the lady's cheeks were flushed red, "Master, please don't do this."

Jiang Shang lowered his head again, wondering what happened to him today.

Jiang Shangdao: "Oh, I saw that my wife has a pretty face, but she hides ups and downs, and I can't figure it out for a while, so I lost my composure."

"You fortune teller, what nonsense!"

"Qing'er, don't be rude!" The noble lady frowned and looked at the maid, she never thought that the maid had a temper, she turned her head and left the fortune-telling shop, standing at the door sullen.

Jiang Shang gave an inscrutable smile, avoided looking at the noble lady, and said, "This lady, are you here to ask for a divination?"

"If the Taoist master is really accurate, wouldn't he be able to guess?"

Jiang Shang sneered, he couldn't say that he was possessed of Taoism, had good ears and eyes, and had heard what they were saying outside the door.

"If my prediction is correct, you are the owner of the shop opposite."

"It's me," the noble lady said with a light smile, "I never thought about it... Oh, no, Mr. Unexpected really has such abilities. I have never shown up in various shops, and I can spot me at a glance."

Jiang Shang smiled and said: "There are dozens of cold and heat when you are not good at cultivating the Tao, so you still have some skills."

"Oh?" The noble lady was a little surprised, a little aura gushed out of her body, but it was the ethereal and pure fairy aura, "It's a coincidence, I have also learned some Taoism. Sir, don't look at me like this, in fact, I am not young."

Jiang Shang looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, looked carefully, and fell into it unconsciously.

'What's wrong with me today? '

Jiang Shang read a scripture in his heart, and finally calmed down; and the jade pendant on the noble lady's neck no longer shone brightly.

Jiang Shang smiled and said, "Since that's the case, let's call each other friends."

"It doesn't have to be like this. Although I have practiced Taoism for many years, I have never forgotten to become an immortal and have hidden wounds. I only want to be a mortal, so I married a wealthy businessman and enjoyed a few years of wealth."

"So that's how it is..." Jiang Shang nodded, and deliberately let out his own breath. He felt that this woman and himself had the same disease, so he immediately let go of most of his guard.

Jiang Shang Fuxu smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't we just call him by my first name. My name is Jiang Shang, and I don't have a Taoist name."

The noble lady smiled softly, "If Mr. Jiang doesn't mind, just call me Rou'er."

"I'm afraid this is not very good..." Jiang Shang hesitated.

"It's just a title, and it's just called by others," Rou'er sighed softly, "Mr. is so hesitant, but he is still bound by the world of mortals, and he hasn't seen it through."

"Rou, Rou'er...cough, let me do a fortune telling for you, how about it?"

"Um."

The two looked at each other, and the jade tablet in Rou'er's arms flickered again. Jiang Shang smiled unconsciously, and his eyes became softer.

Both of them have low cultivation bases, and they really don't know that there are dozens of divine senses at this moment, exploring this small fortune-telling hall over and over again...