Yi Jiaoyan stayed in Jiang to help the kite and Zhong Yongfeng have breakfast, and then personally sent the two out of the house with Ding Zhaoliu.

When the four of them left the house, they happened to see the Marquis of Qingyang carrying a thin little burden, sitting in the carriage and leaving in a gray manner.

Jiang Fuyuan turned her head to look at Yi Jiaoyan, and a relaxed smile appeared on her delicate face, like the earliest blooming spring on the branches.

Seeing the faint flow of red fortune on her spiritual platform, Jiang Fuyuan said sincerely: "Madame will only have happiness from now on." ”

Yi Jiaoyan looked at Ding Zhaoliu with gentle eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm very happy, it's just not perfect." ”

After that, she suddenly reached out and touched her forehead, as if sighing, and as if sighing: "We have known each other for 12 years, and we have been separated for 18 years, and the days when I have been separated from him have been longer than the time of love......"

Ding Zhaoliu's eyes were wet, and he closed his eyes to suppress the sour feeling of nasal acid.

These eighteen years are the eighteen years when his mother was wrongly treated, and the eighteen years when he was robbed of his father's love.

Jiang Fuyuan specially summoned his natal chart to look at it, and told him that he was already very close to Yi Jiaoyan's mother and son, if it wasn't for Ding Shuoming who took Wen Jinliang's life, he should have been the child of Wen Jinliang and Yi Jiaoyan.

Ding Shuoming has ignored him for eighteen years, and he has fulfilled his filial piety to his biological father.

When he opened his eyes again, Ding Zhaoliu's eyes were full of light, and he returned to the extraordinary Ding Shaoqing.

Before sending the two of them into the carriage, he reminded Jiang Fuyuan in a low voice: "Mu Xiangu, the Fu ...... we said last night"

Jiang Fuyuan understood: "One hundred and twenty, ten starts with nine or five folds." ”

Ding Zhaoliu hesitated.

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows: "Too expensive?" ”

Ding Zhaoliu shook his head: "The fairy girl's talisman is worth the price, but my money is limited, or ...... I'll sell it among my colleagues for Immortal Gu, and Immortal Gu will give me an internal price?"

Jiang Fuyuan was shocked for a moment: "It is worthy of being your mother's son, and he has a lot of business minds!" ”

She thought for a moment and felt that Ding Zhaoliu's idea was really good.

In Jingzhou, she only has beauty charms that are still selling well, and other charms have no chance to open the market.

Thinking of this, she immediately nodded and gave concessions: "You sell one, I will give you a thirty percent profit, if you sell more, you can discuss again." ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Zhong Yongfeng: ......

One is not paying attention, how can these two be in business again.

His little phoenix is really a business wizard in the Xuanmen.

After Jiang Fuyuan and Ding Zhaoliu set the cooperation model, the two got into the carriage of the Hou Mansion and embarked on the road back.

The door curtain of the carriage shook with the clattering of the horse's hooves, and the figure of Ding Zhaoliu waving enthusiastically became smaller and smaller in the gap between the door curtains that were exposed from time to time, Zhong Yongfeng glanced at the Qingyang Hou Mansion, which was also shrunk, and turned his head to ask Jiang Fuyuan: "What happened to the horse's belly in the end?" ”

She had just gone to the curvy yard, and when she came out, she never saw the horse's belly again, and he was a little curious.

Jiang Fuyuan: "Leave it to Qu Xiaoniao." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "...... Twisted and curled. ”

Jiang Fukite waved his hand and said casually: "The little birds are all the same." ”

Zhong Jifeng was a little surprised by her answer, thinking that she would take the horse's belly.

After being irradiated by the golden light of merit, he could already see the truth of many things, such as that the black cat in Ke's house was not actually a cat, and for example, the three pheasants that could lay eggs were not ordinary pheasants.

There are already so many monsters in the family, and he can accept multiple horse bellies.

Looking up at Zhong Yufeng's puzzled gaze, Jiang Fuyuan smiled and explained: "This horse's belly is not a real horse's belly, and that small physique is not a little different from the beast's belly in the ancient books. ”

"And it has been raised by Qu Xiaoniao for so long, and it has already recognized the owner, so I simply let her continue to raise it. I left her a lot of yellow talismans, enough to feed her for a while. ”

As long as Qu Xuanxuan can control the horse's belly and no longer hurt people, she has no need to make a move.

What did the little old man say, the people are the common people, and the demons and ghosts are also the common people, and there is no reason that human beings are more noble than spirits.

Zhong Yifeng nodded, what Little Phoenix said was always right, and he agreed unconditionally.

Noticing the blue and black under Jiang Fuyuan's eyes, Zhong Yongfeng pursed his lips and said distressedly: "Go back and sleep well, and I'll let the cook make your favorite honey lotus slices later." ”

Jiang Fuyuan snorted, tilted his head and fell directly into his arms: "I'm so sleepy...... It was a big loss not to ask Mrs. Yi for a reward......"

She muttered, her eyelids narrowing, and she was going to sleep like this.

Zhong Yongfeng couldn't cry or laugh, even if she has thousands of pieces of furniture now, she can't change the habit of wanting to make a fortune in everything.

According to him, she doesn't want to be called Little Phoenix, she is renamed Xiaocai Fan.

The carriage marched down the street where Ke's house was located, and Jiang Fuyuan rubbed his eyes and tried to support his body.

She hasn't slept stupidly yet, although anyone with a discerning eye can see that the relationship between the two is not ordinary, but the suspicion that should be avoided should be avoided.

Entering the house in broad daylight or something, it's still too challenging the ethics of this world.

The carriage slowly stopped, and as soon as Jiang Fuyuan probed, he saw a ghost floating on the side door of Ke's house.

He looks like a young man in his twenties.

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at the sun hanging in the eastern sky like egg yolk, the cold winter morning sun is weak, not enough to cause fatal damage to the ghost, but after all, it is daytime, and the ghost will always instinctively avoid it.

Why does this ghost linger?

She frowned, and after instructing the coachman to send Zhong Yongfeng to the general's mansion next door, she slowly got out of the car.

The ghost young man didn't seem to mind that someone came, or he didn't think that anyone would see him at all, so he kept floating around the side door of Ke's mansion, ignoring Jiang Fuyuan, who was getting closer and closer.

Jiang Fuyuan stood beside him, and asked with a stinky face that looked world-weary due to lack of sleep, "Something?" ”

The ghost young man was stunned for a while, only then did she realize that she could see herself, and stammered: "I, I am a believer in Fu Kite Immortal Venerable, and I want to come to offer incense to her old man." ”

"But, but I can't find the god position of the Immortal Venerable......"

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: "Then come with me." ”

The ghost young man looked at her happily: "You are also a believer in the Immortal Venerable of the Kite?" ”

[No, I'm the Immortal Venerable of the Kite. 】

Jiang Fuyuan corrected him in his heart, but he snorted: "You went to the wrong door, the god seat of the Immortal Venerable is over there." ”

She pointed to a small door in the middle of nowhere: "You have to enter from there." ”

There are steamed buns in the main courtyard of Ke Mansion, and ordinary ghosts can't get in, so this ghost young man can only stay outside the door.

Following her point, the ghost young man couldn't believe it: "How can the Immortal Venerable's divine position be enshrined in such a remote and dark corner? Shouldn't it be placed in a Taoist temple and cleaned by believers every day with incense? ”

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at him: "It's really in the Taoist temple, can you still get in?" ”

Generally, Taoist temples are protected by gods, and there will also be magic circles and the like to drive away evil spirits.

Ghost Youth: ......

She made so much sense that I was speechless.

The ghost young man silently followed Jiang Fuyuan through the small door, walked to the corner of the more remote courtyard, and heard her shouting "little fat" at the house, and then a rather exotic male ghost floated out of the house.

Xiaopang held the roster in his hand, and his eyes lit up when he saw the ghost youth: "You are Xiaobai, right?" Why did you come so late, I thought you made an appointment and didn't come. ”

The ghost young man scratched his head and explained embarrassedly, "It's the first time I've come, and I'm lost......"

"Ah Shou, the No. 1 evangelist, is too derelict in his duties, how can he let the pilgrims who come for the first time come as a ghost." Little Fat muttered and complained, picked up the pen and drew a circle on the two words Xiaobai on the roster, "You are the last pilgrim today, come in!" ”

(End of chapter)