After a while, the three of them said goodbye, and the Jiang couple were sent all the way to the gate of Yayongyuan.

"I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals, cultivators pursue the cultivation of immortals all day long, I only think that the harmony of Qin Se is more desirable than the wings and branches. Cha Ming thought of Tang Zhihui and his wife, Luan Feng and Ming, and couldn't help but feel envious. Just as she envies the love of the sealed son and the scarlet face, the essence of love in different clothes is infatuation, and she likes it very much.

"Envy a ball, that bastard is not worthy of Zhihui at all. Zhang Nansheng took a sip, his face gloomy.

Luo Xifeng nodded in agreement, but Cha Ming didn't see it.

She stuck out her tongue, she just praised the two of them a few words, but she didn't expect Zhang Nansheng's reaction to be so big.

"Why do the seniors have such an attitude towards Jiang Gongzi?" I saw the problem when I drank tea, Zhang Nansheng was not a person who chewed the root of his tongue, and there must be a hidden secret.

"That cultivator of the tenth level of spiritual power was brought into the mansion by Jiang Yizhe. One sentence stirred up a thousand waves.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious person who followed him from Furong Town to Nanping was inextricably linked to Jiang Yifan.

"Senior, what the hell is going on?" Cha Ming's expression froze, the object of her envy just now may be a hypocrite with a honey-bellied sword, Tang Zhihui, as his wife, does she also know these things?

After returning to Qingfeng Temple, Zhang Nansheng clarified all the unfinished words.

After Cha Ming disappeared, he found the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Residence and wrote a letter for him to pass on to Tang Zhihui.

Within an hour, Tang Zhihui took him into the Jiang Mansion and arranged him to enter the Qingfeng Courtyard.

She hurriedly came and only had time to say a few words to Zhang Nansheng: "Something happened to Tang's medicine store in the past two days, and I have to deal with it personally." I have arranged for someone to do what Uncle Shi has entrusted me with, so please rest assured. ”

Zhang Nansheng saw that she took time out of her busy schedule to help, and was very grateful. He believed that Tang Zhihui would do what he said, so he waited in Jiangfu with peace of mind.

However, his arrival seemed to make some people in the Jiang Mansion feel uneasy, and as soon as Tang Zhihui left on the front foot, some monitors came on the back foot. However, these people's spiritual power is low, and Zhang Nansheng doesn't pay attention to it at all.

It's just that those people are really annoying, and when he goes to a thatched house, there are people staring at him on the roof.

Going to the toilet is a cool thing in life, and he was overheard by people so openly, he couldn't even pull out the the size of a bean when he should have been pouring thousands of miles.

He couldn't bear it anymore, an immortal trick hit the roof, the fairy trick exploded in the man's hair, and he fled with a black face on the coal and a smoke, crying and calling his mother.

I thought that I could set an example by giving him a lesson, but after he came out of the thatched house, there were twice as many people outside Qingfeng Courtyard.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, Zhang Nansheng has a weird temperament, which completely angered him.

At the end of the night, in the dead of night, Zhang Nansheng pretended to leave the house, and soon a few people followed, he sped up, got rid of several people, and finally left a faster warrior to follow.

Lured the man to Yinhai Market, and an immortal trick flew out of Zhang Nansheng's fingertips.

"Definitely," the man immediately couldn't move, he wanted to rely on his own internal force to crack it, but there was no response at all. That's when he realized that he wasn't at all a match for the caster.

Zhang Nansheng asked him a lot of questions, such as who sent them to monitor, what relationship the people who were monitoring them had to do with the Jiang Mansion, and what was the purpose of the people behind the scenes.

This person had a tight mouth, and no matter how intimidating and threatening Zhang Nansheng was, he didn't speak.

Zhang Nansheng was not in a hurry, he found a place to take a nap, and did not wake up until the sky turned white.

"Yo, why are you still here? You can't solve this simple immobilization technique for so long, what's the use of you? Tsk tsk, the young people of today are really not as good as the generation. Zhang Nansheng shook his head as he pulled his belt.

"You...... What are you going to do?" the man finally said the first sentence.

"This Yinhai market is very lively, I heard that the crab roe soup dumplings and boiled dried shreds here are particularly delicious, and the old man waited for the market to open and be the first to open the door. Zhang Nansheng said as he took off the man's robe.

"You can eat, why do you take off my clothes?" the man became more and more nervous, and his throat couldn't help but flutter up and down.

"In half an hour, it'll be crowded with all kinds of people who come to taste the delicious food, and you'll be one of them. No, you are different from them, when you stand here naked, I guess people don't want to eat, and they are all here to watch you. Zhang Nansheng lifted his feet and took off his boots.

"Don't take it off, I'...... I can't ......" I gradually heard the voice of the early riser talking, and it got closer and closer.

"Someone will come in a few moments, will you answer or not if I ask?"

"I said, I said, give me back my clothes. "The man was about to cry, it was even more torturous than a physical attack.

This person is a monitor sent by Jiang Chongguang, he has always been close to what happened in Yayong Courtyard, and now that an unknown old man has come for no reason, of course he has to watch carefully.

However, he said that there was a group of people who were not their people, but from Yayongyuan.

Yayongyuan is Tang Zhihui's house, since she arranged for Zhang Nansheng to live here, there is no need to monitor him, so the person who can be called to Yayongyuan is likely to be the husband of Tang Zhihui, the owner of Yayongyuan.

Since then, Zhang Nansheng has been paying attention to Yayongyuan, and sure enough, he has found a clue.

Jiang Yifan once said that there were a group of cultivators in the Jiang Mansion, and there was also a spiritual power level 10 among them. It didn't take long for Zhang Nansheng to find the traces of these cultivators, and all the cultivators added up to a total of seven.

Among them are two acquaintances: Liu Ran and Bai Mu. Bai Mu was injured in the face by Luo Xifeng, and studied how to remove scars all day long, and the amount of traceless cream in his hands was very small, so how to find more.

Liu Ran seems to have lost interest in Bai Mu, wandering among a group of young warriors all day long, and his sultry skills are varied, even Zhang Nansheng, who has traveled all over the Central Plains, admires it.

Zhang Nansheng followed Bai Mu, originally intending to use psychedelic techniques on Bai Mu and ask him to explain some things, but he bumped into a high-level cultivator and Bai Mu to discuss matters.

Most of the Rakshasa students were low-level cultivators below the fourth level of spiritual power, and they had never heard of a high-level cultivator of the tenth level joining. This person is mixed into the Rakshasa life, I am afraid that the purpose is not pure.

What the two of them discussed was to ask Bai Mu to go to the Seal Master for medicine a few days ago, whether it was successful.

Bai Muhaha laughed, "Thanks to the secret exchange of brothers, I'm afraid my face will have a scar." This love, my brother remembered, and he will return it twice as much one day. ”

"Okay, I'll wait. The man didn't smile, and when Bai Mu left, he looked around cautiously and then entered the Yayong Courtyard.

Zhang Nansheng hid his breath, and naturally no one noticed that he followed him quietly.

The man drove easily into a nondescript room in the inner courtyard. There was a person waiting for him in the house, and this person was Tang Zhihui's husband, Jun Jiang Yizhe.

"These are ten Qi Nourishing Pills, take them. ”

A brocade box, on the table.