Chapter 9 Causes
Next, Su Qingchen had already adapted to the life of the Gu Mansion.
Naturally, they still sleep separately at night. It's less than the average roommate.
The only thing that made him sigh a little was that his current identity was a bit dishonorable.
Although he doesn't care, the eyes of some subordinates are still a little weird, and they can even hear some whispers, such as "door-to-door son-in-law", "son-in-law" and other words.
However, to his surprise, these subordinates will soon be disposed of: they will either be beaten or punished or directly expelled from the palace.
It was very vigorous and resolute to deal with it.
Later, I found out that it was Gu Qingwei's means, which made Su Qingchen can't help but have a little affection for her.
In the past few days, the two of them have gotten along from not saying a word all day long, and gradually developed into occasional conversations.
Especially at the dinner table every day.
After eating, Su Qingchen spent every day wandering around the city with Ren Jianle in addition to cultivating.
Ren Jianle finally found a job that "has time to cultivate, has a high salary, and can also get in touch with high-ranking people": Xuanyan Village is a helper.
Because he is only an ordinary person at the moment, if he talks about the cultivation realm, it is about the first level of the mortal realm, and he has no cultivation potential, so he can only help in the school cafeteria.
But Ren Jianle is already very content. He has been very familiar with Su Qingchen for several days.
"Brother Su, how about going to the village school to enjoy the beautiful scenery later?"
Not far from Gu's mansion, there was a place similar to a small square, and the two of them sat down in a pavilion on the side of the road.
Su Qingchen turned his head and said, "What beautiful scenery can there be in the remote place of the village school?" β
Ren Jianle smiled: "I don't know if beauty is a beautiful beauty?" β
"Naturally."
"That's fine."
"Go together, go together."
"Supposedly, he is still a monk."
"Oh? What is the realm of the friars in the village school? β
"The monk's name is Mu Xianyun, and as far as I know, although she teaches the way of poetry, she is also gifted in martial arts. It is said that the strength should be close to the Yuan Realm cultivation. If there are no accidents, I will have to wait for the rest of my life. Ren Jianle frowned, a little frustrated.
Now the Terran cultivation world has divided the cultivation realm extremely clearly:
Generally, those who cultivate the naΓ―ve qi in the body are generally called mortal realms. There are nine floors in total.
After cultivating to the peak realm of the mortal realm, those who turn the innate true qi into the innate true qi in the body, and then absorb the heaven and earth vitality to the Xuan Palace for cultivation, are called Yuan realm cultivators.
Before the Yuan Realm, it was mainly to use the true temperature in the body to nourish the meridians and the Xuan Palace, and before the acquired true qi was transformed into innate true qi, it was just an ordinary martial artist.
Generally speaking, a Metaverse monk is called a true monk.
After the Yuan Realm, there are also the True Realm, the Peerless Realm, etc., which are no longer the realms that Su Qingchen can consider now.
It is close to the cultivation of the Yuan Realm, and it is very different from the mortal realm, and the strength is very different.
Su Qingchen didn't want to make him feel depressed, so he joked: "Yo, Brother Ren, you like this female monk." β
Ren Jianle laughed and said, "How is it possible? Since I was a child, my mother has given me a doll to kiss, and my wife who has not passed through the door is more beautiful than this friar. β
"Really?"
At this time, in Gu Qingwei's study.
"He's out again?"
Gu Qingwei handled a paperwork, stretched his waist, took the ginseng tea and took a sip.
"Hee-hee. Ling Xian pays more attention to his uncle's movements, Ling Xian, you can talk about it. β
Ling Xianqiao's face was slightly red, but she didn't deny it, but replied:
"Yes. was dragged out by that Ren Jianle again. β
"Oh? Where do you usually go? β
"It's just hanging out. The main area of activity is in the East City, and they have not been to the West City yet. I go to the village school a lot.
"However, my uncle doesn't like to go out, and he cultivates in his room or courtyard all day long. I heard that he is practicing a palm technique called Su-style Wind Chasing Palm. Ling Xian added.
"Soviet-style wind chasing palm? It sounds like a family tradition. β
"Well, yes. My uncle basically practiced hard every day. He said that his talent was limited, so he could only work hard to make up for his shortcomings. β
"Diligence, can you make up for it?" Gu Qingwei sighed softly in his heart.
Could it be that he hasn't recognized himself yet, and the lack of cultivation potential at the time of testing has already shown everything.
This time, using him as a shield is indeed a helpless move.
The Demon Lord, Qiu Ke, as the lord of the border city, suddenly broke through the barrier recently, and announced that he would select his wife in the near future.
On the same day, he sent a demon general, with the so-called dowry, to Gu's mansion and come to the door to propose marriage.
Gu Qingwei had no choice but to make a move by Yue Wuya, and in a hurry he caught Su Qingchen and married directly.
Although it was in a hurry, it was not without reason to choose Su Qingchen.
First, Su Qingchen didn't have any cultivation talent, so it was easy to control. There will be no surprises.
Two, from a small town without any roots.
Third, the heart is kind. Especially when he entered the city, he also rescued a child.
In this way, even if the limelight passes, the two will reconcile and separate. If you give them some compensation, you will not have any difficulties if you are at peace with each other.
And Ren Jianle, who was with him, did not meet one of the requirements:
He is from Quzhou, and his surname is in Quzhou, but he is a big surname.
In case of provoking some deep-rooted big families, although the Gu family can be said to be a big man in the border city, they also try to avoid extraneous branches.
After considering it in this way, only Su Qingchen is indeed more suitable.
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Outside the village school.
"The environment here is indeed quiet, so Li Shanchang really didn't panic."
Su Qingchen looked at the surrounding environment and said with a smile.
This village school sits in a forest in the south of Dongcheng, and you have to walk a long forest path to find it.
At this time, it is the time when the grass is poignant and the grass grows and the warbler flies.
Outside this village school, with the sound of children reading aloud, there is a unique scenery.
Su Qingchen was still immersed in the scenery and saw Ren Jianle walk out.
At the same time, a terrible scream came from the village school.
The two of them looked at each other, then turned and walked towards the village school.
A village woman was crying in front of the school.
Li Shanchang sat on the ground without any image, comforting the village women from time to time.
There were some villagers around, more pointing and pointing.
There were only two women, who were obviously also village women, supporting the village women who were crying bitterly.
There was no need for Su Qingchen to mention it at all, Ren Jianle asked an uncle directly.
"This uncle, this is ...... What's wrong? β
"Hey, haven't I seen you before, stranger?"
Ren Jianle nodded.
"Stranger boy, recently there have been people in this school who have disappeared for no reason, and there have been several cases. Adults who don't have much work lately have started picking up and dropping off their children.
"But, no, something is still wrong, the name of the Xiu family, that child, has always been the best reader in the school, and he has always been well-behaved and sensible. Unexpectedly, after the child finished the course and took a break in the middle, only one shoe was left, but the person was gone.
"This world is getting stranger and stranger."