"Madame...... Huai'er ...... Are you in the fairy room? ”

Hearing Zhai Jinzu's call, the little weasel ran to the bed with a roar, trying to straighten up and jump on the edge of the window.

Unfortunately, it was too short, and after several jumps, it was still a long way from the window.

Zhai Jinzu shrunk down and squatted under the window, almost asking in a breathy voice: "Huai'er, is it you?" I think I hear you......"

"Hahaheha......" The little weasel was also trying to respond, but it sounded like this little thing was squeaking in Jiang Fuyu.

She simply got up and walked to the window, pushed open the window and looked at it, and collided with Zhai Jinzu, who was probing his brain like a thief.

Zhai Jinzu smiled awkwardly: "Haha...... The fairy girl hasn't slept yet......"

Jiang Fuyuan: "I fell asleep, and I was woken up by two small things in your house." ”

She used the bolt to prop up the window to the maximum: "Come in, tell me what the hell is going on." ”

During the day, Zhai Jinzu's eyes were not right when he looked at her, and it was clear that there were others present who did not dare to say something directly, and the two weasels visited her room at night tonight, I am afraid it was also for the same thing.

The door of Jiang Fuyuan's room faces south, opposite the front of the other guest rooms, and it is difficult to ensure that he will not be seen by others if he walks through the main entrance, so Zhai Jinzu can only choose to take the unusual road - climb in through the window.

When he had entered the house with his hands and feet in a diswhelmed manner, two weasels immediately surrounded him, the small one jumped on his shoulder, and the large one sat cross-legged on his knees.

Zhai Jinzu lowered his head and gently held one of the big weasel's paws, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Jiang Fuyuan then remembered why she thought the iconic movements of the big weasel were so familiar, wasn't this the action of Huang Shuxuan when she first saw her?

It turned out that the weasel had always wanted to show that he was Huang Shuxuan.

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows: "When did you know that Huang Shuxuan was not human?" ”

Zhai Jinzu: "From the first time I saw Madame, I knew that Madame was not very human. ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "Then your aesthetics are quite peculiar." ”

Zhai Jinzu smiled bitterly: "Mrs. is gentle and kind, treats me very well, from the time I did not get famous, she accompanied me, red sleeves added fragrance, and then followed me thousands of miles to Bozhou to serve, tirelessly worried about family affairs, for my Zhai family successor, Mrs. suffered a lot of hardship, before I gave birth to a child...... If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for? ”

Bang bang, Jiang Fuyuan applauded: "I have long known that you are a husband and wife, but your family of three came to me in the middle of the night, not just to give me dog food, right?" ”

"Of course not." Zhai Jinzu said in a condensed voice, "I came to tell the fairy Gu that the river god of Bozhou is a big demon!" ”

There is a big river in Bozhou that passes through the state, called the Mogan River, the river water is clear and gentle for hundreds of years, and has been nourishing thousands of people in Bozhou.

A month ago, the water level, which was supposed to fall in autumn and winter, suddenly soared, and the waterline approached the doorsteps of people on both sides of the strait. That night, many people had a strange dream, in which a woman dressed in strange clothes called herself the god of the Mogan River, and asked the people to worship her from time to time in the future, and to pay tribute to a beautiful woman in the river every month as her maid.

The people naturally didn't believe it at first, and they didn't do what the river god asked, but they didn't expect that after that, the water level of the Mogan River was higher and higher day by day, and finally flooded hundreds of families on both sides of the river embankment, and washed up many corpses of creatures of different shapes.

The county magistrates of several counties along the river gathered together and came to the Bozhou Mansion together to tell Zhai Jinzu about the matter.

"At first, I didn't believe in any river gods, until I saw a fish with four legs."

Now speaking of the monster he saw that day, Zhai Jinzu still had palpitations, Huang Shuxuan couldn't bear to see her husband's sad face, so she relied on her hundred years of cultivation and quietly went to the Mogan River at night.

What happened that night Zhai Jinzu still doesn't know, only the next day he saw Huang Shuxuan who was beaten back to his original form, and lost Huang Shuxuan's illusion and became the son of a little weasel.

Huang Shuxuan, who was beaten back into the body of the beast, lost the ability to speak, but she could still understand human speech, and every time Zhai Jinzu said that she was going to meet the county commanders to discuss the affairs of governing the river god, she jumped up and down, frantically obstructing Zhai Jinzu from going out.

After five times, Zhai Jinzu also understood what Huang Shuxuan meant, and began to lie that both husband and wife were seriously ill and closed their doors.

Later, the imperial physician Xianjiang Fu Yuan and a few people arrived in Bozhou in one step, and Zhai Jinzu couldn't hide it, so he simply made up an excuse that Huang Shuyu died of a sudden serious illness, and then there was a drama of the prefect losing his wife and ignoring government affairs.

After listening to the whole story, Jiang Fuyuan was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked Huang Shuyu: "Have you heard of the White Lotus True Monarch?" ”

Huang Shuxuan's sleek Doudou eyes blinked, and a blank look appeared on Mao's face, and she slowly shook her head.

Zhai Jinzu had the same blank face: "Immortal Gu, is the White Lotus True Monarch a very effective immortal?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan replied: "No, it's a liar. ”

After scolding the cult, by the way, Wang Po sold melons: "Speaking of spiritual effects, who is the spirit of the kite immortal." ”

Huang Shuxuan: ......

Zhai Jinzu sighed and whispered: "I heard my wife talk about the name of Fu Kite Immortal Venerable, I think Immortal Venerable must be very powerful." ”

Jiang Fuyuan nodded: "Immortal Venerable believers are all from Kejia Village to Jingzhou. ”

Zhai Jinzu exclaimed: "That's more than the population of our Bozhou!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan said calmly: "Yesterday, the whole village of Xiyue Village in Bozhou also became a believer in Fuyuan Immortal. ”

Zhai Jinzu's eyes instantly burst out with a look of reverence: "Can that fairy girl ask for the manifestation of the kite immortal venerable, tomorrow's sacrifice is really cruel to use living people......

"Well, Immortal Venerable has this intention."

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The next day, everyone noticed that Zhai Jinzu, who was still slacking off on government affairs yesterday, was abnormal, so they asked the servants to knock on the door early in the morning, so that everyone had breakfast early and went to the sacrifice site together.

When Jiang Fuyuan yawned and came to the dining room, the others were already seated, and there was only a vacant seat left between Zhong Yifeng and Chi Xinsu at the round dining table.

She walked straight over and sat down, and Zhong Yongfeng handed over a bowl of warm and delicious rice soup at the right time: "Didn't you rest well last night?" Look at your dark ...... right now."

After listening to Zhai Jinzu's story last night, she was preparing for today's events. I originally wanted to call Chubby out to help, but no matter how she called last night, Chubby just stayed in the soul bottle and didn't come out, muttering that he was afraid or something.

The ghost's perception of danger became more acute, and Jiang Fuyuan thought that Xiaopang might be really afraid of this Moganhe god who was pretending to be a ghost, so he followed him, and if he didn't want to come out, he would stay in the soul bottle.

The result was nightmares in the first half of the night and drawing talismans in the second half of the night, and of course she didn't sleep well, or she didn't sleep for a few hours at all.

Jiang Fuyuan held her cheeks, looked at a place with her eyes half-open, Zhong Yongfeng immediately understood the meaning, and sandwiched two pieces of glossy roasted wheat and put them in the dishes in front of her.

"Hey, good hands and good feet need to be served." Su Menglong, who was sitting opposite the two of them, looked at this scene and felt particularly dazzling, and after muttering, he also took two pieces of siu mai and put them in Bai Muxing's bowl, "Xing'er, don't move if your hand is injured, tell me which one you want to eat, and I'll clip it for you." ”

Jiang Fuyuan turned his head when he heard this, and saw that Bai Muxing's right hand was really wrapped in a strip of white cloth, and his usually delicate face looked a little haggard at the moment, and the whole person had a sense of brokenness that I felt sorry for.

Bai Muxing also happened to raise her eyes to look at Jiang Fuyu, and the moment their eyes met, she put her right hand under the table, and a fragile smile hung on her pale face: "Sister, don't worry, Xing'er was accidentally burned by the candle last night......"

(End of chapter)