Jiang Fan's face was full of displeasure, "Fool, have you seen anyone else wandering around the cultivation secret room?" Jiang Fan said. "Novel" network

Najia Tu Corpse touched his scalp and shook his head, "The little one only saw the master mother, and didn't see the others wandering around the cultivation secret room. ”

Jiang Fan's eyes rolled a few times, "Fool, do you remember that in the past three months, there were any suspicious people wandering around the cultivation secret room?" Jiang Fan asked.

The Najia Earth Corpse pondered for a moment and shook his head and said, "Master, except for the master, no one has entered or left this cultivation secret room. ”

"Oh, I know the truth, you will keep an eye on this cultivation secret room for me in the future, and report to me immediately if there is any trouble!" Jiang Fan commanded.

"Yes, master." Najia Native Corpse nodded.

Jiang Fan didn't go back to the house, turned around and went to his father's study, Jiang Chengzhi was sitting in the study in a daze, "Father, I already know who stole the Fu Yuan Sutra!" Jiang Fan frowned.

Jiang Chengzhi looked surprised, "Who stole the Fu Yuan Sutra?" Jiang Chengzhi said in surprise.

"It's Sima Wushuang!" Jiang Fan said.

"Sure enough, it's her! How did you know for sure that she stole the Rune Sutra? Jiang Chengzhi was surprised.

"I heard from the servant who was stupid, he saw Sima Wushuang come out of the cultivation secret room with his own eyes the night before yesterday!" Jiang Fan said.

Jiang Chengzhi nodded: "Well, nine times out of ten, Sima Wushuang stole the Fu Yuan Sutra!" But we don't have proof! He frowned.

"Father, I have a plan to get her to return the Fu Yuan Sutra to us automatically!" Jiang Fan smiled.

"Oh, Fan'er, what are your plans, let's hear it!" Jiang Chengzhi smiled.

Jiang Fan immediately lowered his voice and muttered a few words in Jiang Chengzhi's ear, Jiang Chengzhi smiled and nodded: "Good way!" That's it! Jiang Chengzhi was very happy, he didn't expect his idiot son to come up with such a good plan.

After a while, Jiang Fan returned to the house, Sima Wushuang was sitting in front of the dresser looking in the mirror, she saw Jiang Fan coming back, her face was very happy, and she hurriedly asked, "Jiang Fan, what are you happy about?" ”

Jiang Fan said with a smug expression: "Wife, my father is going to teach me the Fu Yuan Sutra tonight!" ”

"Yes, your father will teach you the Fu Yuan Sutra tonight! Congratulations! Sima Wushuang smiled.

"Wife, are we going to celebrate?" Jiang Fan pulled Sima Wu's hands and smiled.

"How do you want to celebrate?" Sima Wushuang said nonchalantly.

"Wife, I want to eat steamed buns!" Jiang Fan threw himself into Sima Wushuang's arms and stretched out his hand to untie Sima Wushuang's clothes.

Sima Wushuang blushed and hurriedly pushed Jiang Fan away, "You are celebrating like this!" No matter what happens, eat my steamed buns at every turn! I really can't stand you, I'm going to meet my mother's house tomorrow! Sima Wushuang said with displeasure on his face.

"Damn, stealing the Fu Yuan Sutra is ready to go home! You want to be beautiful! Jiang Fan said secretly.

"No, wife, I want to eat steamed buns!" Jiang Fan's arm passed through Sima Wushuang's arm, grabbed her clothes, and pulled hard, and the buttons were torn open, revealing her belly pocket.

Sima Wushuang Keli exclaimed, "Bastard, you idiot, you know how to eat steamed buns all day long!" Get out of here! Sima Wushuang pushed Jiang Fan violently.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Jiang Fan, Wushuang!" That voice was Jiang Chengzhi's voice.

Jiang Fan immediately stopped, Sima Wushuang hurriedly buttoned up his clothes, Jiang Fan opened the door, "Father, is there something wrong with you?" Sima Wushuang smiled.

"Jiang Fan, Wushuang, you follow me to the cultivation secret room!" Jiang Chengzhi said with a serious face.

"Oh!" Jiang Fan responded.

Jiang Fan and Sima Wushuang followed Jiang Chengzhi to the cultivation secret room, Jiang Chengzhi said solemnly to Jiang Fan: "Jiang Fan, you kneel!" ”

"Wushuang, you kneel too!" Jiang Chengzhi said solemnly.

After Jiang Fan and Sima Wushuang knelt down in front of the portrait, Jiang Chengzhi picked up the small wooden box and said to Jiang Fan and Sima Wushuang: "Jiang Fan, Wushuang, listen well, this is my Jiang family's Fu Yuan Jing, and I will hand it over to you tonight!" Remember, this "Fu Yuan Sutra" is a valuable thing of my Jiang family, and it must not be lost! Tomorrow morning to receive the Fu Yuan Sutra! ”

Jiang Fan nodded and said, "Father, what is the Fu Yuan Sutra?" ”

"Fu Yuan Jing is the treasure of the Jiang family, you have taken it!" Jiang Chengzhi handed the small wooden box to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Oh, I don't want to keep the Fu Yuan Sutra, let's keep it for Wushuang's wife!" ”

Jiang Chengzhi nodded, smiled at Sima Wushuang and said: "Wushuang, Jiang Fan is a fool, I don't feel at ease when such a valuable thing is handed over to him, you can keep the Fu Yuan Jing for him!" Without waiting for Sima Wushuang to refuse, Jiang Chengzhi stuffed the small wooden box into Sima Wushuang's hands.

Sima Wushuang hurriedly said: "Father, such a valuable thing, Wushuang can't keep it, you should keep it!" ”

Sima Wushuang hurriedly stuffed the small wooden box into Jiang Chengzhi's hand, Jiang Chengzhi deliberately lowered his face, "Wushuang, how did you mother-in-law and mother-in-law, "Fu Yuan Jing" will be handed over to you, don't shirk it, you are the daughter-in-law of my Jiang family, I can trust it!" ”

Sima Wushuang couldn't shirk it anymore, so she had to nod and say, "Okay, Wushuang will keep the Fu Yuan Sutra for the time being!" ”

At night, Jiang Fan was already asleep, Sima Wushuang couldn't sleep at all, she shouted softly to Jiang Fan: "Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan!" After shouting a few times, Jiang Fan didn't respond, and still fell asleep.

Sima Wushuang got up quietly, she opened the small wooden box, took out a piece of jade from her arms, quietly put it into the small wooden box, then closed the small wooden box, and quietly returned to the bed to continue to pretend to sleep.

Sima Wushuang's movements just now were seen by Jiang Fan, and he smiled to himself: "Sima Wushuang, you can only honestly put the Fu Yuan Sutra back!" You still want to fight with me, you're still tender! ”

Jiang Fan's trick is really clever enough, Jiang Chengzhi handed over the empty box to Sima Wushuang for safekeeping, Sima Wushuang knew that the box was empty, but she didn't dare to say that the box was empty, because once she said that the box was empty, it meant that she knew that the "Fu Yuan Jing" was stolen, that is, she did not confess.

Sima Wushuang thought about it all night, she had to hand over the "Fu Yuan Jing" and secretly put it back in the wooden box, because tomorrow Jiang Chengzhi or Jiang Fan opened the wooden box, and there was no "Fu Yuan Jing" in it, which meant that she had lost it in her hand, so she had to put it back.

The next morning, Jiang Chengzhi came to Jiang Fan's house, smiled at Sima Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, you take out the Fu Yuan Jing and let Jiang Fan accept the Fu Yuan Jing!" ”

Sima Wushuang immediately took out the wooden box and handed it to Jiang Chengzhi, Jiang Chengzhi took the small wooden box, he opened the wooden box, and the "Fu Yuan Jing" was in the wooden box, Jiang Chengzhi was overjoyed.

"Fan'er, stretch out your hands, palms facing the sky!!" Jiang Chengzhi said with a serious face.

Jiang Fan stretched out his hands as requested, Jiang Chengzhi put a piece of white jade in Jiang Fan's hand, a white light flashed, and all the contents of the Fu Yuan Jing appeared in Jiang Fan's mind.

With a click, the jade in Jiang Fan's hand shattered and turned into powder and fell to the ground, Jiang Chengzhi was shocked: "Oh, what's the matter? Why is the Fu Yuan Sutra broken? "Kneel and beg to share

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