Chapter Eighty-Three: There is a fairy spirit
"Hiss......"
Qi An gasped.
Forgetful? How would she know.
This is the biggest secret of Shinkai in the past 100 years.
Before he could figure out how to answer, a brand-new nanny car suddenly turned in like a savior and stopped in front of the three of them.
As soon as the car turned off, Qiao Zhenzhen jumped down from it and blocked in front of Feng He: "Dengzi, stay away from my Xiaohe!" ā
Qi An looked quite embarrassed.
Feng He frowned, Zhenzhen's misunderstanding of this Qi An Immortal Jun seemed to be a little bigger.
A few days ago, when I was shopping on the Internet forum, Feng He was also fortunate to read some menstrual stickers such as bride price and dowry.
This demon realm master learned ignorantly that the signing of the marriage room is considered to be the best proof of a man's love for a woman in the minds of this part of the Chinese people.
These days, she can see clearly that this Qi An Immortal Monarch is almost blameless for Zhenzhen.
If she understands correctly, Bai Ning's temperament is not like an ordinary assistant at all, and she took Qi An to change clothes just now.
Feng He has reason to suspect that Qiao Zhenzhen's new brokerage team was also planned by this person behind him.
Combined with what Zhenzhen said in her ear, it is not difficult to see that she also has some friendship for this Qi An Xianjun, but she doesn't know it.
The ...... of the Merchant More like the props she uses to hypnotize herself.
Feng He decided to help the poor immortal monarch explain, and said softly: "He just said that the real estate certificate of the marriage house is written in your name. ā
As soon as these words came out, Qi An was even more embarrassed.
Even Bai Ning, who was on the side, covered the hand he had just put down again.
"What? Wedding room? ā
Qiao Zhenzhen's face suddenly swelled crimson, and regardless of the fact that she was wearing a double hatred sky, she grabbed her handbag and was about to hit Qi An, "What nonsense, disciple!" ā
Qi An didn't hide.
The moment the handbag was about to rub against his face, Qiao Zhenzhen stopped it in time.
She looked at the slightly disappointed look in Qi An's eyes, and suddenly became a little flustered.
"IāI'm hungry." Qiao Zhenzhen immediately turned around, took Feng He's hand, and walked to the car, "Xiao He, let's go eat." ā
"Oh......" Feng He glanced back at Qi An before getting into the car.
This guy who almost got beaten was actually a little happy? What's going on?
Before she could study the magical emotions of the two men, she was taken to a local local restaurant.
Feng He saw Qiao Zhenzhen's new agent, Bai An, generously helped her take over the entire second floor, and ordered the dishes on the small half table with a big stroke.
This person is indeed very different from the previous Aunt Hua and the Sister Mei who only appeared in complaints.
Bai Ning also followed, she took out a notebook wrapped in a leather case from the terrifyingly big backpack she was carrying, and carefully recorded something.
Feng He glanced at it inadvertently.
The name of the dish and the number of times Qiao Zhenzhen stretched out her chopsticks were actually written on it?!
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Chastity this is going to ...... Ascended the throne?
"You don't eat?" When the female star was feasting, she didn't forget to care about her thighs.
"I'm not hungry today." Feng He couldn't bear to snatch food from her, and besides, she was telling the truth.
"Oh...... Well, don't you eat it either? She turned to Bai An Bai Ning.
"We have working meals." The two of them have been saddle for Qi An for many years, and they are very professional.
Qiao Zhenzhen pursed her lips, although no one shared the feast, although she lost some of the fun.
But, it's all hers, happy!
The female star quickly ate and drank to her heart's content, and several people returned to the small courtyard.
This time he didn't see Qi An again, Bai Ning led them into the villa on the right.
She took the two of them around the house, introduced the various facilities like a housekeeper, and then advised: "The luggage has been packed for you, put it in the cloakroom on the second floor, you need to call me again." ā
With that, he left quietly.
This unprecedented treatment made Qiao Zhenzhen a little confused, and muttered, "I'm real...... Got a coffee upgrade? ā
But she deserves to be a model worker.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly found the script of "Tianxian Pei" that had been sorted out and placed on the coffee table, and after greeting Feng He, he locked himself in the room again.
Fenghe: ......
I also want to ask about the things that I have never forgotten.
Forget it, let's go out for a walk and see if we can find any clues.
Feng He went out of the door, stood on the porch, and first looked at the small courtyard, which was composed of four houses that seemed to be connected together and independent of each other.
These houses are very well built, and they look newer than those in the city, and the style is quite different.
Just now, Qi An Xianjun came out of the room opposite.
Looking at Zhenzhen's reaction, Feng He has reason to believe that this accommodation condition must be subsidized by Qi An Xianjun in the back.
She smiled and walked forward.
Suddenly, Feng He had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and there was a coercion like the feather arrow in his dream, rolling in from not far away.
It's not good, there is a fairy spirit!
If it is not as bland and non-aggressive as the immortal aura on Qi An Immortal Jun's body, it is extremely strong.
As if he had just broken through some shackles, he soared straight into the sky, with a trace of earth-destroying power.
The girl stared intently.
In the landscape position of the courtyard, the space began to fluctuate, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, as if ripples were spreading, and one by one attacked her.
Is it just being affected?
She took a step back, a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.
Feng He raised his eyebrows, outside the courtyard, there were pedestrians passing by, children playing, and the years were quiet.
This is...... Only for goblins?
She hurried back to the house and ran to Qiao Zhenzhen's room.
Pushing open the door, the female star was standing inside with her back to her, unscathed, holding her mobile phone, into the microphone:
"Yes, the pigs, the cows, the sheep, they all have to be alive, and they must be delivered by nine o'clock tomorrow night."
Hanging up the phone, she happily turned around: "I'm ordering three animals...... Yes! Xiao He! ā
The girl's face is childish, but her white and tender face is lined with the bright red at the corners of her mouth.
It's blood.
She hurriedly threw away her phone and ran over.
"What the hell is going on!?"
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"Your sister is actually ......"
Seeing Qiao Zhenzhen's angry eyes, Qi An almost slapped himself.
What kind of sister is this, it's clearly an ancestor.
The great demons of ancient times, who have survived to this day, are more or less related to the gods of the heavenly realm.
Qi An immediately lowered his eyebrows and bowed his hands.
He has only been in the immortal class for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation is still less than a fraction of others, so naturally he can't see this delicate and childish girl......
She's a demon!
Feng He pulled Qiao Zhenzhen's sleeve, forcing himself to suppress the undercurrent that was still churning in his chest, and asked calmly, "What happened to that immortal qi just now?" ā
Qi An lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Hui Niangniang, this is our unique sacrifice on Yingzhou Island." ā
"Sacrifice?"
"Yes, since one hundred and thirteen years ago, every August 15th, the little immortal god has appeased his surviving followers."
One hundred and thirteen years ago?
Feng He quickly converted the time, the year of Jiyou, that is, 1909 AD.
"What happened at that time?" She asked.
"Specific...... Xiao Xian did not know, but on the second day of the sixth month of the first year, the god came from the north, rested here for several months, left his mount here, and then did not know what happened. ā
Qi An really didn't know.
He was a little immortal at the beginning, and he was a fairy for decades.
Don't talk about respecting gods, even if it's the dragon he left behind, he can burp with a breath.
The second day of June in the first year, that is, the year of Wushen, the month of Xinyou, and the day of Wuzi?
Feng He only felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow in the dark, and his mind was confused, and he didn't have time to convert it into the current age, so he could only grasp the clue in his words: "Mount? Is it a dragon? ā
She secretly thought in her heart, if so, it coincided with what Jiao Jing said in that online novel.
Qi An bowed his head respectfully: "Exactly." ā
Feng He's heart was clear, and he told Qi An what Jiao Jing said, and asked, "Is there such a statement?" ā
Qi An's face was a little solemn, and he said, "With this kind of method, not everyone can summon that dragon god. ā
"What's the explanation?"
"It has to be the one who is ordained."