Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 196 Tea House

The setting sun is dim and the afterglow is gentle.

Li Dangui drank the last glass of wine in front of him, and his originally smiling face was now full of melancholy.

He sighed softly.

"Five years ago, you were still a Qi-cultivating cultivator whose spiritual consciousness had just emerged..."

"But I never thought that when we met again, you had already become a guard at the Blood Robe Tower."

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head, sighing softly, "Perhaps for Fellow Daoist Li, five years is nothing."

He silently recalled the past, then glanced at Shuyue beside him, and the couple smiled at each other.

Time flies, and when I look back, Shuyue has been married to me for seven years.

The little wife who always made noises in his ears and occasionally got jealous had now grown into a woman of great charm.

Even if she could keep her beauty forever, time would still leave shallow marks on her body.

This feeling is like an old father suddenly discovering that his daughter has grown up.

Wang Shuyue looked back at her husband, her bright eyes fluttering gently, and she picked up the cup to pour him wine.

The panel in front of Zhao Qing slowly emerged.

【Wang Shuyue】

【Life and Death Together】

【Alchemist: Second-level mid-grade (/)】

Staring at the number bar in front of him that was increasing every day, Zhao Qing suddenly realized...that he had changed too.

In the past, I looked forward to the breakthrough of the Alchemist realm every day...

Most of the energy is used to refine pills and improve various proficiencies.

But now, all the insights and knowledge of the second-level alchemist were buried deep in his memory.

Only when I have some free time will I casually realize it for a moment...and it's not even as thorough as Qinghuan's in-depth study.

As for spirit stones, just enough for spending is enough.

Compared with alchemy skills, Zhao Qing feels that his own strength is more important, but he does not seek to be too strong. As long as he can provide for his family and live a stable life, he will be satisfied.

As for alchemy, he planned to leave it all to Qinghuan. After Qinghuan established his foundation, he could temporarily put down some of the burden and rest for a few years.

At present, the commercial building in Songshanfang is managed in an orderly manner by Zeng Nianke, and he does not need to put in any effort at all.

Just spend more time with my family and help my aunt prepare for the Blood Robe Assessment in two years...

"In that case, I still have a few doubts."

Zhao Qing's thoughts were pulled back by Brother Li, and he raised his head slightly to look at the young man in front of him.

I only heard the other party continue: "Let's not talk about Zizhu Tower."

"Nine Swords, Blood Robe, and Liyan, the tests on these three floors are the same."

"But if I want to join the Tianxiang lineage, which path should I take?"

Zhao Qing: ...

He smacked his lips slightly and said with a wry smile, "Of course I'll go to Tianxiang Tower in Changshengfang first and become a female zither player there."

"If you want to enter Cuiyuan, perhaps you can start from Huanyu Pavilion."

Li Dangui smiled and shook his head.

“If I had the chance, I really want to see the elegance of a Tianxiang woman.”

He turned serious and said, "Eternal Life Sword Sect, Qianyuan Palace... I can try my luck there before I reach Dan Formation."

"Maybe in the future I'll even be a guest at the Blood Clothes Building in Changshengfang."

Zhao Qing nodded gently: "The Chu State's three-pronged assessment for combat cultivation will be held in two years."

He did not hide anything from Brother Li. After all, the assessment of the foundation-building period would not affect his aunt. It would be nice to have an acquaintance among the disciples of the twelfth floor of the Chu State.

"What about the other meridians?"

"Shattered Star, who specializes in formations, Bodhi, who cultivates the mind through Zen, and Baiyu, who practices witchcraft...how do we join?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qing shook his head.

"I just joined the Blood Robe not long ago, so I don't know much about the various ways involved."

"By the way, Brother Li, are you an expert in formations? Or are you familiar with poison?"

Li Dangui: ...

After a cup of tea, Zhao Qing's family and Li Dangui said goodbye to each other and passed each other.

The young man in the late foundation building stage continued to rush to the cultivation market in Tianshui County.

Zhao Qing and his family headed to Heyang County...

The setting sun in late spring dyed the distant sky red, and the official road before me twisted and stretched to an endless end.

Shu Yue whispered, "Did my husband forget to exchange the communication jade with Li Daoyou?"

Exchange communication jades?

Zhao Qing smiled but said nothing.

He took out several communication jades from his spirit ring, including one from Hong Ning, one from Liu Zijing, and one from Sun Shixuan from Leihuangzhou.

At that time, he had worked with the rich young man for two months in the second level of the Danta Trial, and the Changkong Spear was given to him by Sun Shixuan.

However, after leaving Danta, the communication jade in his hand has never made any movement since then.

On the contrary, when he was in Lanxian Town, Pei Jin of Danxia Sect had sent him a message... But that communication jade had already been thrown into the river by Zhao Qing.

The aunt's beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Qing's expression, and she smiled softly, "It is a joy to meet an old friend while traveling far away and spend a while with him."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly.

He felt a little emotional but didn't say anything. He just pulled Shuyue into his arms and ruffled her long black hair.

These few days I went to Heyang County.

They did not ride the wind and run, but the four of them walked and stopped, taking things as they came... looking at the customs of various places in Tianshui County and visiting the old shops and stalls on the old street.

Take a boat floating on the Lancang River and listen to Qinghuan telling the stories of the past here.

The sun sets over the mountains and the river flows eastward.

The turbulent river is tireless, and the light boat rises and falls on the waves.

At night, the stars in the sky are reflected in the river, looking extremely magnificent and dazzling.

In the deserted river, the last few lights went out.

……

Zhao Qing leaned on Qinghuan's slender waist, quietly looking up at the bright stars. His aunt and Shuyue sat on the edge of the boat, kicking the cold river water with their bare feet, fishing in the Lanjiang River at night.

A pair of warm and slender hands gently kneaded the shoulders and neck, and a surging night tide rose in front of the river.

My aunt glanced sideways slightly, and then removed the spiritual energy that enveloped the boat. A fierce tide surged in, splashing water all over the sky, like a sudden autumn rain.

The cold river water fell on the woman's beautiful face, and a few drops of hot crystals slid down from her phoenix eyes...

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Three days later, Heyang County.

This is an extremely remote small county town. As it is extremely far away from the cultivation market, there is not even a single foundation-building cultivator in the county... It is not much different from Lin'an County where Lanxian Town is located.

The hour of Mao is approaching and the morning light is dim.

Zhao Qing and his family stepped into this small town that was still in its sleep.

In the hazy morning light, you can vaguely see scattered busy figures, all of whom are peddlers who get up early and work late.

"You all look a bit unfamiliar, do you need a place to stay?"

A hoarse shout was heard, and the young man who had just woken up and was leaning on the street suddenly stood up. His sleepy eyes were still blurry, but he had already skillfully told the four guests to stay.

For brokers who make a living from commissions, it is easy to tell a foreigner at a glance.

Zhao Qing paused for a moment, carefully examining the young man who had just woken up, and asked softly, "Are you a waiter at the inn?"

The young man was thin, his dry lips trembling slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he replied, "I'm He Yang's agent. If you can be of any use to me, please feel free to ask."

Teeth man?

Zhao Qing glanced at Qing Huan with a smile, then said to the young man in front of him, "We want to buy a house, not too big."

When the young broker heard that these outsiders wanted to buy a house, he instantly became much more energetic.

He smiled flatteringly and said, "Yes, yes!"

"I know of quite a few unused houses, and the land deeds and property titles are all at the county government office. Would you mind showing them to me first?"

Zhao Qing and his aunt Shuyue exchanged glances, then smiled and nodded in agreement.

……

The so-called "yaren" are brokers who travel between counties and towns and make a living mainly by matching transactions and earning commissions.

For example, if you bring strangers to an inn, the inn will give them some change, help the buyer and seller to match business, and you can also earn a little commission.

Zhao Qing's eyes flickered, and he pulled Qinghuan to follow the broker... thinking they had met a real estate agent.

Since they were just looking for a place to stay, they didn't spend too much time.

I randomly chose an empty old house next to the county government office, and what a coincidence... the door faces the City God Temple of Heyang County.

This actually prompted Shuyue to buy some incense and pastries.

Before the hour of noon, Zhao Qing had already obtained the copper key to the mansion. After Shuyue paid half an ounce of silver, she sent the young man away.

After the gate closed, Wang Shuyue laughed crisply and said, "Why does this kid treat you as a stranger?"

Gu Qinghuan looked helpless and explained softly, "Qinghuan left here for quite a few years. When I was young, I only worked as a waitress in a brothel. It's normal for me to be treated as a foreigner."

The so-called "calling the hall" means helping the guests to inform the girls' names.

She turned to look at Zhao Qing and said softly, "Master, Heyang's donkey meat is famous in Tianshui. I'll go out and buy some."

Buy donkey meat?

Zhao Qing smiled and nodded, saying, "Bring some food with you. Don't be too anxious."

Gu Qinghuan's delicate body trembled, her head nodded slightly, and she pushed the door open and walked out.

Shuyue used the wind-controlling talisman to sweep the house lightly, then took out the bedding she carried with her from the spirit ring and rearranged the bedroom.

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and jumped onto the eaves to look through the county annals of Heyang County with his aunt.

Qinghuan naturally went to buy food...but, by the way, she also went to look for the brothel she passed by to look for her sister.

If you rush forward with your owner, you may run into something inappropriate.

……

At the time of Si, the sun shines through the clouds, bringing a touch of warmth.

Outside the door of Qingchaju, there is a constant stream of guests coming and going.

A graceful figure in a plain white dress walked here, silently gazing at everything familiar in front of her.

The brothel that was once famous in Heyang has now changed its plaque and turned into a teahouse business.

Gu Qinghuan's eyes trembled slightly, and she released her spiritual sense to search carefully in the teahouse.

The layout of the compartments inside was exactly the same as I remembered, and there were even a few familiar women serving tea on the first floor...

The next moment, a hint of joy flashed across her face, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The woman leaning on the end of the second-floor railing was her sister!

Gu Qinghuan pursed her red lips and walked into the teahouse with light steps.

"That night, the rain poured down like a bucket! The sky flashed with lightning and thunder..."

The old storyteller was very excited, attracting everyone's attention.

Few people noticed that a beautiful woman with a good figure had appeared in the teahouse. Her features bore a faint resemblance to the accountant.

A touch of warm, astringent, and silent air dissipated the scent of rouge in the room, and someone exclaimed in surprise, "Qing Huan!?"

Gu Qinghuan paused for a moment, and when she saw the familiar ladies looking at her, she smiled and nodded in response.

Ignoring the men's gazes, she looked up at the woman at the end of the second-floor railing...