"Necessary exercise is indispensable. ”

Jiang Han jumped down from the floating pile.

He was about to study how to use the remaining Divine Soul Points, when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Han'er, it's time to eat. ”

Jiang Han noticed that it was already dusk in the evening, his stomach was rumbling, and after breaking through to the realm of external training, his appetite was also better.

"It's coming. ”

Jiang Han casually scrubbed his body and changed into a set of coats before walking to the front hall.

Opening the door, Zhao Gulian was still guarding the door, her eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Han's heart was warm, and he said apologetically: "Mother, you don't have to wait for me in the future, I will go by myself." ”

"I just can't rest assured, your father won't let me bother. Zhao Gulian looked Jiang Han up and down, and saw that Jiang Han's complexion was ruddy, changing his previous weak and sick state, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, "You just need to be good enough, let's go, go to dinner, my mother made you black wolf stewed old chicken tonight." ”

"Thank you, mother. ”

Regaining his kindness, Jiang Han felt very satisfied, in this abandoned place where 'it was dark and couldn't go out', it was undoubtedly happy to have a family living together.

Jiang Hancai doesn't care what god is in charge of the world, he just wants to live quietly like this, love his family, and keep his family.

Quickly walked to the front hall, Zhao Gulian said again: "Han'er, your body is ...... Really?"

"It's really good. Jiang Han threw two punches at will, "Otherwise, I wouldn't think about practicing again." ”

After Jiang Han finished speaking, he always felt that there was something wrong with this mother's eyes, and she couldn't remember anything wrong for a while, she was hungry, smelling the fragrance all over the house, and when she came to the dining table, she was hungry and panicked, and she felt like she could eat a cow every day.

"As long as you are in good health, you are not a small boss, your father went to the deserted city to run errands, don't wait for him to eat tonight, you eat more." ”

Zhao Gulian served Jiang Han rice, but the maid Xiaohong was busy making a bowl of soup for Jiang Han first: "Young master, drink this, make up for ......"

Jiang Han picked up the spoon and tasted it, the taste was a little strong, glanced at the mountain ginseng-like Dongdong in the cup, and said strangely: "Isn't it wolfberry chicken soup?"

Zhao Gulian glared at Xiaohong: "You hooves, the young master's body is just right, can you stand the supplement?" Also, it's not hot this day, what are you doing with so little wear? Take the soup back to the kitchen, it's for the old man to stew......"

"Oh. ”

The maid Xiaohong blushed aggrievedly, and reached out to give back the tonic soup in front of Jiang Han, but found that Jiang Han was chewing on the 'mountain ginseng', she buried her head very low, and the pestle was in place, not knowing what to do.

"Han'er, you eat more. Zhao Gulian squinted his eyes and looked the maid Xiaohong up and down a few times: "Go and change the sheets for the young master, the master is not at home, you will sleep in the backyard today, looking at the young master." ”

"Hmm. ”

The maid Xiaohong stepped on the broken steps and left, turning back three times in one step, but saw Jiang Han only bowing his head to eat the cow, his forehead hitting the door panel, ouch so painful that he lay down in tears, kicked the threshold secretly, and ran away in shame.

"Dead girl. ”

Zhao Gulian kept giving Jiang Han vegetables.

"Eat slowly, there are many dishes. ”

"Mother, you eat too. ”

"Seeing you eating happily, my stomach is also full. ”

Jiang Han hadn't enjoyed the five flavors of the world for too long, and after eating it in one go, the food on the table was almost swept away, and at this time, Zhao Gu said pitifully: "By the way, Han'er, I heard that you quit your cousin Zhao Chong?"

"yes. Jiang Han raised his head, "Mother won't blame me, right? After all, he is your nephew." ”

Zhao Gulian was stunned for a moment, and said with a straight face: "You kid, you have learned to be a general's army, I can't tell who is heavy and who is light?" However, my family has a big business, and there is a head and a face in the deserted city, what about us, after all, in the deserted ancient village, there is no statue of the god in the deserted city to guard, and the night is much more dangerous, so being a man and doing things must leave a little leeway after all, besides, you have a ...... with the girl of the Zhao family."

Before Zhao Gulian finished speaking, Xiaohong, the maid who had just gone out, hurriedly ran in and said in a panic: "Master, young master, it's not good." ”

"What's so alarming? It's not dark yet!"

Xiao Hong said: "Master, young master, the lord of Mu City sent someone to say that he wanted to requisition the soul extinguishing lamp in the mansion. ”

"What?"

Zhao Gu stood up pitifully, his face was extremely ugly, and his body shook a little: "Came to requisition again? Didn't you just borrow a few a few days ago? Now there are only sixteen soul-destroying lamps left in the mansion, if you borrow them again, the surrounding neighbors will not be alive? You go and tell the people in the City Lord's Mansion, just say no." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and I saw four men in cyan clothes walking in, one of them stepped forward and said arrogantly: "Mrs. Zhao, you are still as hot-tempered as back then, but we heard that there are still four soul-destroying lamps idle in your Jiang Family Martial Arts Hall, how can we say that there are no more?"

"Who the hell is chewing the tongue!"

"Mrs. Zhao, this is what your nephew said, you also know that in less than a month, the envoys of the Nine Sects will come to the deserted city to select Youlin, in order to do this well, the city lord Mu recruited many good hands to hunt souls at night, and returned the people in the city a peace, but the soul extinguishing lamp is not enough, I can only come to your house to borrow a few, Mrs. Zhao understands the righteousness, and will not not understand the city lord's painstaking efforts." ”

Zhao Gulian smiled coldly and said: "Mr. Ding doesn't have to give me a woman to wear a high hat, the day before yesterday, my husband just removed a soul general for the Mu City Lord, and he was seriously injured, and today he came to borrow the lamp, eight years ago, if it wasn't for the Mu City Lord who insisted on borrowing my Jiang family's soul-destroying lamp, how could my son have one less soul than others, and even cut off the road of martial arts, Ding Zongzhuo, you have to be reasonable, right?"

Ding Feng glanced at Jiang Han, who was sitting opposite Zhao Gulian, and said expressionlessly: "I understand Mrs. Zhao's love for her son very well, the Jiang Pavilion Lord removed the soul for the Mu City Lord, and the Mu City Lord personally went to your house to ask for a thousand years of Poria Cocos, this matter is said that your Jiang family owes the city master a favor, Mrs. Zhao needs to know, your real surname is not willing to use the thousand-year-old Poria to save your son, what does it mean for our city lord to come forward in person, you should be clear, and besides, expelling the ghost in the dark is good for the whole city, don't you say?"

When Zhao Gulian heard this, he sighed and said: "Ding Zhutou, it's not that I'm not close to people, but now there are many neighbors around the Jiang family, if there are too few soul-destroying lamps and ghosts invade, I'm afraid that people will die, so let's go get two soul-destroying lamps and donate some silver, okay?"

"Three lamps, plus three thousand taels of silver!" Ding Feng stretched out three fingers.

Zhao Gulian's body shook and said, "Okay, Ding Zhutou wait, I'll go get the soul extinguishing lamp." ”

"Don't work Mrs. Zhao, my people will go and get it personally. Ding Zhutou commanded, and the three people behind him walked in the direction of the martial arts hall.

Ding Feng sat uninvited, rubbing his fingers, Zhao Gulian got up and took three silver tickets and handed them over, Ding Feng's serious face had a trace of emotion, he seemed to have just seen Jiang Han, and sighed a little sadly: "It's a pity, I heard that Young Master Jiang Han has been fixed for several hours before the age of ten without moving, which can be called a rare genius in a hundred years, if he can still practice martial arts, maybe he will be selected by the envoys of the Nine Sects, by the way, I heard that Young Master Jiang has a marriage contract with Mrs. Zhao's own girl?"