Ji Shan coughed uncomfortably, got up and wiped his face, and carefully adjusted the Taoist robe on his body, then turned to the Holy Venerable, and said seriously: "Although Ayin is not my own child, I raised it single-handedly. The adopter is respected, her marriage is a major event, and it can't be a child's play! Since it is already necessary to do it, then our Ayin also has to carry a sedan chair eight times, and the Ming media is marrying! ”

The Saint Venerable's withered bark-like face instantly showed signs of cracking, and Ao Jiang, who had endured it for a long time, covered his stomach and laughed.

Yu Qingyang only felt that his face was burning badly, and he was silent. However, Li Jiang was more open, and pulled Ji Shan's robe and reminded in a low voice: "Master, you have forgotten that Senior Brother is our person!" Ayin her~"

Ji Shanleng paused for a moment, then he reacted, and looked at Li Jiang a little helplessly, "Then what should I do?" Could it be that marrying is all my own business? That's a lot of silver! ”

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the sky speechlessly, "Old man, when has this been, you are still thinking about silver, I really convinced you!" ”

"Of course, this kind of thing is not sloppy, I see that you kid was born with a golden soup spoon, where do you know the hard work of firewood, rice, oil and salt, go and go, while standing, I haven't mentioned the gift money!" After knowing that Mao Qing would not die, Ji Shan immediately regained his spirit, and his words were as strong as in Qingyun Temple.

"That old ~ Well, senior, although Ayin was brought up by me, it is always your Qingqiu Mountain's seed! I won't give you all these years of support! I can also save three media and six hires, but this woman's three from four virtues must not be lost. The so-called follow the father at home, and marry the husband. My master, who has raised her for 16 years, can be called the word 'father', as for marrying and obeying her husband. With my senior brother's status in Qingyunguan, it is absolutely impossible to be someone's son-in-law! ”

Ji Shan's words sounded a little clueless, but when they heard this, everyone also understood. This old man muttered for a long time, but it was not really for money, but for Ayin to marry her husband and follow them back to Qingyunguan.

What kind of person the Holy Venerable is, how can he not see this. Qingqiu Mountain has become a barren mountain, and Ayin naturally has no need to stay here, her original intention is to hope that Haoqing and others will take Ayin away. But. Ao Jiang behind her is not a fool either. How could she let her unload the mill and kill the donkey!

"What Master Jishan said is very true, but Ayin is the lord of my clan, so I can't follow you casually! Besides, Mao Qing's life is worrying at the moment. Why don't we save people first. Think long-term! ”

"Isn't that matchless fornication!" Jishan shouted as he jumped to his feet.

"Dead old man. What is matchless fornication! Ah Yin finally understood after listening to it for a long time, and shouted with a crimson face: "You are my master, and you are the master of Qingyun Temple." As long as you agree, we have the order of our parents, and as for the words of the matchmaker, everyone here can do this testimony! Since there is the order of the parents, how can the words of the matchmaker be called matchmaker-free! ”

"You, you, you dead girl, reserved and reserved, do you understand! How can you hate to marry so much! Ji Shan and Hate sighed, but his heart relaxed slightly. Just now he noticed the eyes of the Holy Venerable, and he did not object to his mention of "marrying and serving", and even had a touch of surprise.

"That's Qingqing, it's too late for me to rejoice, I'm a reserved fart!" Ayin pouted impatiently. Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile and shook his head, but he caught a glimpse of Fang Ruo's inquiring eyes, his face was slightly hot, and he was busy and unnaturally don't start.

The sudden applause of "Papapapa" made several people realize that there was another threat.

Ao Jiang clapped his hands and looked at everyone and smiled: "The little girl is right, she is also color-eating, and she is reserved and a fart!" ”

"It's you! I remember you, you were the mute who brought me medicine every day! Ayin looked at him in amazement, "How did your hair become like this, it's so ugly!" ”

The smile on Ao Jiang's face froze, and he held back the twitching of the corners of his mouth, he should have understood that he couldn't talk to this little girl. He looked at everyone's smiling faces, and turned to the Holy Venerable and said, "You just agreed to Ao Jiang's conditions, why don't you borrow the treasure land and have a double happiness?" ”

The Holy Venerable looked at the water at the door, paused and replied, "Okay! ”

Shui Lianyue has been snuggling by the door, without interjecting or refusing, as if the words "double happiness" have nothing to do with her.

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't guess Ao Jiang's mind more and more, and now it seemed that the purpose of his escort all the way was not to monitor, but more like he was coming for Qingqiu Mountain. But what was the purpose of this almost barren mountain for him?

The withered yellow leaves, the decaying trees, and the desolate stone towers, against the backdrop of bright red cloth, show a strange and extraordinary festivity. In the open space in front of the stone tower, the black pressure was full of people. The black-clothed and solemn wolf army, and the timid and trembling young foxes, make this ceremony that represents happiness and beauty like a sacrifice. And the newcomer who walked slowly was the indispensable sacrifice of this sacrifice.

Ji Shan, who was sitting on the upper seat, was jumping with excitement, he didn't know what method the Holy Venerable had used to make Mao Qing, who had been in a coma for three days and three nights, walk as usual. Jiang Xiaoyu stood aside calmly, looking at the newcomer in red with his arms crossed. Fang Ruo was next to him, and from time to time he glanced at him as if he were looking into it.

Jiang Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed by her, and whispered impatiently: "Are you worried that I will rob my relatives?" ”

Fang Ruoleng paused for a moment and replied, "I just don't want to make extraneous branches!" ”

"Hmph, that's funny! Are there still fewer extraneous things? Idiot! Jiang Xiayu rolled her eyes disdainfully, too lazy to talk nonsense with her. Fang Ruo wasn't actually worried that Jiang Xiaoyu would really snatch her kiss, she just felt that he was too calm in the face of the matter of snatching love with a knife.

"I thought you liked Ayin," Fang Ruo chuckled.

"I thought you liked Kiyona!" Jiang Xiaoyu replied angrily, looking at the newcomer who bowed and saluted, his heart was still sour.

"If Fang is already a wife, how can he love others! It's strange that you don't like her when you're dedicated to her, and you don't like it when others are dedicated to you! ”

"Two worship the high hall, kneel~"

Jiang Xiaoyu finally turned his face away and replied lightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about!" ”

"I'm talking about Ji Wushuang, Miss Ji!" The corners of Fang Ruo's mouth raised slightly, she finally saw that Mao Qing and Ah Yin had made an oath, and with Mao Qing here, Ah Yin would not repeat the fate of Shao Le.

It took three bows to complete the ceremony, but the sound of soldiers intersecting sounded outside the stone tower at this time.

"It's really fucking extraordinary!" Jiang Xiaoyu cursed, raised his eyes to look at Yu Qingyang and Li Jiang who were standing beside Ji Shan, shook his head at the two, and retreated alone.

Fang Ruo thought about it and retreated, but collided with Jiang Xiaoyu at the door.

Jiang Xiaoyu ignored Fang Ruo, and hid in front of the window of the stone tower in a little panic, looking out nervously. "I'll go, why did he come!"

Fang Ruohu poked his head out suspiciously, but saw that the wild wolf army standing outside was fighting with dozens of heavenly soldiers, one of them was wearing a black battle robe, quite heroic, it was the blazing flame who was ordered to patrol. (To be continued.) )