Volume I, Lanling Volume 74, An Shenglin

Outside the Qi Mansion, the tenants of Jiaoling Valley were frightened enough, and they knelt on the ground, no longer daring to look at the two immortals.

The people of Qi Mansion were even more shocked, they understood that it was not an immortal, but a cultivator, and there had been accidents in recent days, but they all happened at night, but they all happened at night, but they didn't expect that in broad daylight, there were also people who came to find trouble, and the people who came today, the means are even more heavenly, what can I do?

Contrary to the panicked subordinates of Qi Mansion, Qi Xiaotian's face was full of joy, he ran over, hugged the girl, and cried with joy.

"Dad, don't be sad, it's your daughter who is not filial, and she can't be filial in front of your two children. The girl said.

"Dad is not sad, Dad, he is happy, Han'er go to the backyard, your mother talks to you every night, and she must be happy to see you come back. ”

The reunion of Qi Mansion is not mentioned for the time being, the Blood Spirit Sect hidden in Dingjiang Town, but the people of the Wusheng Immortal Sect were taken aback, this is a cultivator announcing that there are masters in Qi Mansion who are guarding

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It was not until the third day that the Linggu was harvested, and 1,700 hundred, that is, 170,000 catties of Linggu, which was the amount handed over to the Daimyo's government.

As for Qi Xiaotian, who collected taxes, he almost kept 17,000 catties, 2,000 catties belonged to Wang Xiaotian and the chief, and the remaining 15,000 catties had to be handed over to the county government and disposed of by the household.

As for the spiritual valley on the ground, it is about 100 catties, and the tax collector divides the matter privately, so it is said that this is a fat difference.

These spiritual valleys can be seen on the surface, but in fact, the biggest secret is the hidden Lingtian, which is the real value.

After three days of tax collection, the grain that should have been paid has been put into the warehouse, and the remaining part is sold directly to the grain merchants or transported overnight.

Qi Xiaotian no longer dared to underestimate this petty official, not to mention his sinister and cunning uncle, just to say that he himself was also shrewd and capable. At the end of the day, how much he collected, how much he owed, how much went to the government, how much went to Wang Xiaotian, and how much went to himself, all of them were calculated exactly at all, so that Wang Xiaotian completely stopped fooling him.

Qi Xiaotian estimated that it would not take many years for this kid to sit in the position of the household secretary. There are still a long way to go in the future, and it's a good thing to repair the relationship as soon as possible.

Qi Xiaotian even had the urge to take him as his son-in-law, and deliberately arranged for Wu Daotian and his daughter to meet a few times, but neither of them was moved.

Han'er had a high-flying immortal posture, Wu Daotian didn't squint, and he didn't feel moved by the glamorous and beautiful girl, these two people didn't have any will for each other, which made him feel sorry.

There is no resentment that cannot be resolved, but in the past few days, Qi Xiaotian has deliberately flattered, and the two have long laughed at their enmity. After harvesting the Linggu, Qi Xiaotian saw that the fire was about the same, and Fang asked, "Can the little official help inquire, when will my son be able to go home?"

Wu Daotian said with a smile: "This is a matter of the torture room, where do you know?"

Qi Xiaotianqiang smiled and said, "The torture room is not your family, it's no problem to inquire, right?"

"Okay, after harvesting Linggu, I'll go back and ask. Wu Daotian nodded,

On the same day, I saw a grain merchant surnamed Qian coming to Dingjiang Town, including a part of the Linggu intercepted by Qi Xiaotian, which would be disposed of on the spot.

The grain merchant surnamed Qian said to Wu Daotian: "The score of the petty official is not bad, your total is ninety-eight catties of Linggu, and one catty is calculated according to nine taels and five coins of silver." As he spoke, he put a bag of money on the table and said, "The little official will check it." ”

Wu Daotian opened the money bag and saw that it was nine hundred and fifty taels of silver, and frowned: "There are more than a dozen taels." ”

"It's a little bit of heart, thank you to the little officials for taking care of us. The money and grain merchant laughed and laughed. He is a grain merchant, and he naturally has a good relationship with a young and promising household scribe like Wu Daotian.

"It's easy to say, but I'm causing trouble for the two of you. ”

Qi Xiaotian said with a smile: "I have seen the origin of family learning, the little official is so sophisticated and serious, but he is more powerful than many old people, and he will definitely soar in the future!"

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After receiving Linggu, Wu Daotian asked Huang Er to go back to the office, but he did not return to the county office, saying that he would recuperate in Dingjiang Town for a few days, and Qi Xiaotian would naturally welcome him.

For several days in a row, the Qi Mansion was very calm, and the announcement of the old woman's one-handed covering, all the forces knew that there was a master in the Qi Mansion, and no one dared to break into the Qi Mansion at night.

On this night, Qi Xiaotian took his daughter and the old woman to a place, which is a cemetery, which is the feng shui ditch of Dingjiang Town, and the residents of Dingjiang Town call it 'Ansheng Forest', which means that people die and live in peace. Anshenglin occupies a circle of ten miles, after the people of Dingjiang Town died, the metropolis was buried here, and the ancestral tomb of Qifu was located in the middle of Anshenglin, where the feng shui was the best.

The reason why it is called Ansheng Forest, because every grave, will plant a tree, there are many graves, it becomes a forest, there are hundreds of years of towering ancient trees, there are also newly planted seedlings, a radius of ten miles is a place to bury bones, but also a dense forest, hundreds of years of towering ancient trees can be seen everywhere, but also nourished a large number of cunning rabbits and wild foxes, Dingjiang Town has been spreading, there is the legend of fox fairy in Ansheng Forest.

After the three of them entered the Ansheng Forest, two figures, one large and one small, poked their heads out of a bush, their faces covered with a black cloth.

"Master, why don't you go forward, have the three people in front of us noticed us? No, I can't even sense your presence, and they can't even find me!" asked the diminutive figure.

"It's a little wrong, you perceive this Ansheng forest, even the sky is a little wrong. The figure of the high point said.

After a while, the short figure said: "'Huh', master, something is wrong, my instinct tells me that there is danger in this Ansheng forest, but the sky doesn't feel anything!"

"Then what do you have to say, don't dare to retreat quickly, you take me back five miles. ”

After a few 'whoosks', the two retreated five miles, and after stopping, the shorter figure muttered: "What is in this Ansheng Forest, it's a big night, and I'm scared to death." ”

The two of them retreated in a panic, not paying attention to their backs, and suddenly a sweet voice came from behind them: "Xiao Langjun, it's a big night, we meet again, and there is a little brother today!" A red sedan chair appeared behind it, carried by two black-clothed sedan chairmen.

"Wow, isn't this a ghost bride!Master, is it a ghost bride who comes out at night to rob a man? It's too exciting, snatch me away!" the short figure screamed.

"Yumo, do you often go to the storytelling building in Bacheng, I heard that the old guy talked too much, and he was a little crazy. Can't you see that there are figures in the two sedan chairs? Could it be a ghost if there is a figure? The sedan chair man is not a ghost, how can the sedan chair be a ghost bride?"

"Sister Red Makeup, yes, it's a big night, we met again, where is Sister going?" Listening to the voice, Wu Daotian knew that it was a woman called Red Makeup from the Wusheng Xianmen who he met on the Xiaoding River that day.

"I couldn't sleep alone at night, so I went out for a walk, and sure enough, I met two little Langjun!" The woman's voice was as sweet as glutinous rice. "Huh! No, I feel that this little Langjun is not a human! That's the demon Langjun." ”

Yumo muttered in his mouth: "I also feel that you are not human, you must be a ghost bride, but unfortunately the master doesn't believe it." ”

The woman in the sedan chair chuckled and said, "Oh, the little brother is quite grudgeful, it's my sister who is wrong, you are a little Langjun." ”

As he spoke, Wu Daotian's eyes kept staring at the sky, and he said casually: "We're tired of shopping, take a break here, and Sister Red Makeup will go shopping!"

The woman in the sedan chair said with a smile: "Xiao Langjun is so vicious! Knowing the danger ahead, he didn't say anything to remind the slave family, and let the slave family walk around." ”

Wu Daotian scratched his head in embarrassment, pretending to be confused and said, "Sister Red Makeup, I don't understand what you said. ”

"Then Xiao Langjun kept looking up at the sky, what did you see?"

"I see that the moon is very round today. ”

"It turns out that Xiao Langjun is looking at the moon? Can Xiao Langjun see that there is a blood-colored net under the moon?"

'Ahh

'Ahh

Two voices shouted at the same time, but it was Yumo and Wu Daotian who shouted at the same time.

The same shouted in surprise, Yumo was just surprised, but Wu Daotian was surprised by the real cultivation of red makeup, he had the eyes of heaven to see it, did the cultivation of this red makeup go to the Rhubarb Court?

"Okay, Xiao Langjun is here to admire the moon, and the slave family has gone to visit elsewhere. With that, he drifted away.