"What's so terrible about marrying a dead man? He just lies there, he won't calculate me, he won't murder me, he won't compete with me for cultivation resources, but he will give me a cultivation blessed land like the Ninth Peak, and let me have enough cultivation resources to receive every month. ”

"Such a good husband is difficult to find even in the immortal cultivation world with lanterns. Others don't know how much they envy me, but you don't know who you instigated and came to me to cry. ”

Qinglan stopped rubbing her back, and she was stupid.

An Xian didn't expect Qinglan to understand. She continued: "Sister Qinglan, you just do your duty, don't worry about it, don't think too much, don't talk too much, and don't do too much. Otherwise, it is better for you to leave early, lest you take your life that day, which will not be good. ”

Qinglan didn't understand An Xian's previous words, but the last few words of warning, Qinglan understood. She choked up and answered, "Yes, Jun...... Madam. ”

An Xian asked again: "This time, did you overhear this and come to me on your own initiative to say this, or did someone come to tell you about Liyuan and remind you to say this to me?"

Qinglan was shocked. "When Aunt Wang and Aunt Li came in with the bath water, their eyes were red, so I asked them what was wrong, and they told them about the horses, and said that the county lord, you are only sixteen years old, and you have been staying on this mountain all your life, and you are too pitiful to be alone......"

Qinglan herself sensed that something was wrong. The handymen usually work in a muffled voice and do not speak. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a rule that the immortal master should be beheaded if he discusses it privately. "Madam, damn the slaves! Madam, you are an immortal master, where is it our turn to get our miscellaneous servants to be pitiful, we are not worthy of ......"

Qinglan also turned a corner. Madame is in this ninth peak, if the wind is windy and rainy, what is not happy?

An Xian said: "When you go back to Meijiang, just say that I don't like them, return them, and let Manager Mei change the two rough daughters-in-law." ”

"Yes. Madam. ”

"You want to use this little trick to mess with my mind and force me to leave the Ninth Peak?" When she left the Ninth Peak, the only thing that made a profit was that Meijiang, the Ninth Peak, had always returned to the chores.

After Qinglan finished serving and bathing, she called the two handyman daughters-in-law over and took them down the mountain. When the two miscellaneous daughters-in-law heard that An Xian was going to retire them, they knelt on the ground in a panic and begged for mercy, and kept begging Qinglan to save them. If they are kicked out like this, they may be kicked out of the sect.

Where Qinglan is willing, just raise her legs and go.

Mei Jiang asked Qinglan to pick people again, and she was worried. Did An Xian's little woman find something?

Led the newly selected handyman's daughter-in-law back to the Jiufang Palace, Qinglan immediately summoned all the handymen of the Jiufang Hall to give a lecture. An Xian asked her to keep her duty, and Qinglan suddenly remembered her identity.

In the palace, she is the aunt in charge, and here, she is the only personal maid of the lady. It is her duty to take care of the chores in the lady's house.

Watching the handymen stand in a row with their heads bowed in an orderly manner, Qinglan finally regained the feeling she had when she was a female official in the palace.

An Xian did not wear the shorts and shorts of the funeral clothes in his clothes. This short ghost costume will be worn next time you enter the ghost gate.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's gang of sword-playing people can't see ghost clothes, which doesn't mean that Mo Xiangzi, who plays with ghosts, can't see it. Of course, the current Mo Xiangzi is well disguised, and no one knows that he is playing ghosts. The current Mo Xiangzi is known for making tools.

"Madam, the sect master is here. "Qinglan came in to report.

An Xian hurriedly greeted him.

Yun Zhenzi brought a group of people, all of whom were disciples of the Mei Zi generation, and there were hundreds of them. Mei Jiang, Su Jing and Wang Sheng are also among them.

"An Xian, before he fell into a coma, he originally instructed me that during his coma, the Ninth Peak would not leave any disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. With Su Jing and Wang Sheng guarding him and you, it's enough. Now it seems that this is not the right thing. The sect decided to send 3,000 disciples to the ninth peak, and the four junior disciples led by Qiu Heng and Qiu Luo were guarded by Yunping, Yunze, Yunbei, and Yunhai. You don't have to worry about being at ease, the settlement of the disciples is up to Premier Meijiang, and the defense and cultivation matters are arranged by Uncle Qiuluo, so you can just cultivate with peace of mind. ”

An Xian answered yes. I know it. No wonder when she came, the sect immediately handed over the ninth peak to her cleanly, which turned out to be the meaning of leaving the abyss. Now, with an excuse, the sect immediately put her in the air.

"An Xian, you have been in the sect for half a month. It's time for the initiation ceremony, come, come with me to the first visit to the Patriarch. Yun Zhenzi commanded.

An Xian had to agree to join the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and she did not object.

Su Jing stood up and bowed deeply, "Sect Master, no." Senior Brother Liyuan only hung his name as a disciple in the sect, and did not officially join the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. An Xian's sister-in-law should be married to her husband and follow her husband, and she can't ......"

"Bold!" an old man beside Yun Zhen shouted, "Su Jing, this is the affairs of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you are a registered disciple, you are not an official disciple of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect at all, and you are not qualified to speak." Get out of here!"

Yun Zhenzi smiled: "Liyuan is Liyuan, An Xian is An Xian." Nanrong Imperial Palace has taken great pains to let An Xian join my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how can my Ten Thousand Swords Sect refuse to leave the door? An Xian, are you willing to worship the old man as a teacher?"

An Xian took a half step back with his right foot, squatted down on his knee, and bowed. "Sect Master, Senior Brother Su Jing is right, An Xian entered the sect because she married, and she became a husband and a husband. Sect Master, you love An Xian, it is An Xian's blessing, but An Xian is married, and everything should be decided by the husband. I implore the sect master to give An Xian some time, wait for An Xian to give her husband a clear decision, and then come to the teacher to worship and perform the entrance ceremony. ”

An Xian moved out of the abyss, Yun Zhenzi was so angry that his beard trembled, but he didn't say anything more, and walked straight away.

After a while, in the courtyard of the Jiufang Palace, there were only four people left: An Xian, Su Jing, Wang Sheng and Qing Lan.

Wang Sheng sighed: "Sister-in-law, you have to be ready. I'm afraid that there will be a lot of troubles in the future. Ten Thousand Swords Sect used the topic to play, and Su Jing and I can't get close to Senior Brother Liyuan now. ”

Su Jing said coldly: "This incident, maybe it was the ghost of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect itself. ”

An Xian said: "There is no doubt that there are traitors in the sect, but the sect master should not know. Two senior brothers, I heard that Mo Xiangzi of Mutian Pavilion is in the sect?"

Su Jing and Wang Sheng nodded. Wang Sheng said: "Yes, my sister-in-law knows him?"

An leisurely shook his head. "How can An Xian recognize such a master? It's just that there are rumors that Mo Xiangzi is actually extremely good at exorcizing ghosts and controlling ghosts, but he never shows this in front of others. often secretly manipulates ghosts to do things that are inconvenient for his identity. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Su Jing exclaimed, looking at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng was shocked, "If this matter has something to do with him, wouldn't it be true...... That old man is a traitor?"

An Xian asked, "Who?"

Su Jing took the sword and drew two words on the ground. "True Source!" quickly erased again.

An Xian's face changed instantly. True Yuan, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to peep into the fairyland. She thought for a moment and said, "It won't be him." If it were him, he could do it himself, so why pretend to be someone else's hand?"