Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 151 Aunt's Forgotten Years

At the time of Si, we went to Chu Town.

Zhao Qing and his aunt arrived deep in Qingyu Lane.

Zhou Xiaoyi stood in front of a small house and said softly, "This is it. I lived here for a while."

She reached out and pinched Zhao Qing's arm, then teased him, "I won't go in. My husband is waiting for me at home."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly.

This place is very close to Changshengfang. If you just go to Xueyi Tower, it will take less than half an hour to go back and forth.

He pondered for a moment, took off the storage ring on his hand, and exchanged it with his aunt's.

After all, there are a lot of spirit stones in my ring, so it is convenient for Xiaoyi to go to the market to do anything...

Zhou Xiaoyi pinched the spiritual ring in her hand, and a thoughtful look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Husband, are you going to check Xiaoyi's storage ring?"

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head: "Be careful and go home early."

The woman kissed softly with her red lips... and then left Qingyu Lane, wrapped in a refreshing and fragrant breeze.

Zhao Qing silently watched Xiaoyi's figure. Her figure was as slender as a willow, and her three thousand black hair swayed in the wind.

There was an extra black hairpin in his hand.

He pursed his lips lightly, only to find a hint of meaty aroma in the previous sweetness.

It was the bowl of beef offal noodles I had in Lin'an County this morning...

The crisp air still lingered at the tip of her nose, the sweetness on her lips neutralized the greasy smell, and she held a black hairpin in her high bun.

In a trance, Zhao Qing had the illusion that a fairy was being pulled down to the mortal world by herself.

Maybe... Zhou Xiaoyi is already in the mortal world.

He shook his head slightly, and his spiritual sense swept through the surroundings. He already knew what Shangchu Town was.

Changshengfang is the largest market town in the State of Chu, with many independent cultivators and strict rules.

The town in Fangnan is a gathering place for independent cultivators.

However, the residents here are all warriors in the early stage of Qi Refining and the Xiantian realm... Most of them work in the workshop during the day and return here to live at night.

My aunt lived here at the time, waiting for the Changsheng Sword Sect to recruit disciples.

Zhao Qing sighed lightly and looked down at the delicate little ring in his hand. It was completely different from Shuyue's. This was his aunt's own storage ring.

He took out the copper key and pushed open the dusty door in front of him.

As I took a step forward, I walked into my aunt's past years...

This house is very small and has no courtyard.

A front hall, a bedroom...only slightly bigger than the place he and Shuyue rented in Huima Lane.

The furnishings are also extremely simple.

There was only a square table and a set of tea sets in the front hall, which had long been covered with dust.

When Xiaoyi lived here, I should have been chopping wood in Shouyun Mountain...

He turned his gaze towards the bedroom door.

A whisper of anticipation came from my mind: "Go in and take a look..."

Zhao Qing's expression froze for a moment, and he felt that something strange had intruded into the world of just two people, him and his aunt.

Si He sensed his thoughts and teased, "Then don't look at it!"

……

The dust and gossip are stirring in the girl’s boudoir.

The warm sun shines through the window lattice, spreading the spring breeze, which is reflected by the huge dressing mirror...

Wisps of light escaped, illuminating the dust in the air.

The bronze mirror was placed steadily on the dressing table, with some unknown gouache scattered beside it.

The dust-stained lip balm had long since faded from its crimson color, leaving only a pale color.

There was also an open book, with two black and white chess pieces pressing down on it, fixing the pages.

Zhao Qing extended his spiritual sense to control the scattered objects in the house, and then activated a wind-controlling talisman.

Simply do a swipe.

After a cup of tea, he sat in front of his aunt's dressing table, flipping through the unfinished book.

After years of wear and tear, the pages of the book are slightly curled and the color is a little dark yellow.

It must smell nice here when my aunt is sitting here, right?

But now, only the breath of time remains.

Wow...

The book turns slowly.

【Xu Ziqing still didn't let go of Yan Lian in the end.】

On this early winter night, I sailed alone to the center of the river... The fish suddenly jumped out of the water and transformed into a charming woman on the boat.

Xu Ziqing was lost in thought. He took out the embroidered shoe from his arms and whispered, "Pinglian, is it okay if I cut off all ties with that fox girl from now on?"

[The pretty girl named Pinglian smiled faintly and threw the embroidered shoe into the river.]

She spoke softly, "It will freeze over soon. Let's go to the reed marsh... I'll use the pearls from the oysters to replenish your lost energy..."

Zhao Qing watched the story silently.

This is a book called "Strange Stories of Immortality", which tells stories of monks' magical overnight stays in temples and towns, or the love affairs between demons, foxes, ghosts and mortals.

It seems that my aunt was also an ignorant girl back then?

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head, secretly denying this idea.

She was not ignorant at all. She had just returned from the Purple Pearl Holy Land... and came here to clean without knowing what was going on.

I have been pua so many times during this period that I can’t even count them all.

He put the book back in its place so that he could continue reading it after Xiaoyi came back...

Si He said quietly, "Look! How did Xu Ziqing and the fox girl know each other?"

"Flip forward!"

Ah this...

Zhao Qing thought to himself, "It must be a story of a single man and a single woman meeting at night, or the protagonist being possessed by a ghost and later rescued by a fox spirit."

"There's nothing interesting to see, it's all routine."

Si He:......

"How did you meet at night?"

Zhao Qing couldn't stand the noise in his mind, so he picked up the book and flipped forward, finding the beginning of the story.

Xu Ziqing, a scholar from Yanyang, was twenty years old and had no parents.

[He has failed many examinations and has yet to marry, only craving for fishing.]

On an autumn night, Ziqing returned from a night fishing trip and studied the scriptures under the light of a lamp. A young woman came and they made love, asking for nothing more.

[The girl has an alluring fragrance and a graceful figure. Her tiny feet are embroidered, and as she walks, she seems to be moving forward and backward...]

"I am a girl from an honest family. I admire your elegance, Xu Ziqing. I hope you will look down on me."

Zhao Qing: ...

It turns out that he is just a dating friend, and Xu Ziqing is a two-timing scumbag!

Which idiot wrote this story?

Isn't this definitely poisoning my aunt's young heart?

Si He's curious voice came, looking very interested.

"What you just said about the night encounter between a man and a woman, and the possession by ghosts... can you tell me more?"

Tell me about it?

Let me tell you six things...

Zhao Qing cast his gaze towards the bed. The light red quilt looked a little old. The color must have been very bright back then.

A hairband and two earrings were scattered on the pillow.

Interestingly, the two earrings on the left and right are different and unique.

I've never seen my aunt wear any earrings...

Finally, Zhao Qing's gaze stopped on a manual, which was hanging quietly on the head of the bed, but not so conspicuous.

After a quick look, I found that it contained some things recorded by my aunt herself.

The text is clear and elegant, lively and restrained.

"On the sixth day of the Si month, the spirit stones were exchanged for one hundred ounces of gold, leaving a balance of eight hundred and twenty pieces."

"On the eighth day of the fourth month, I bought two talismans and three bottles of fasting pills, leaving a balance of 790 pills."

"On the thirteenth day of the Si month, I went with Sister Hong to Fangbei to look at the lotus pond. We bought a spirit fish and made a profit of 160 to 170 yuan."

"On the twenty-fifth of the Si month, my mother returned to Li Country. I don't know when I can go back to Li Country to see the desert."

"There are peach blossoms in Changshengfang in the spring, but it's a pity that I missed them."