The Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Choosing a Relative in Lotus Pier

When Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling were searching for murderous corpses in Yunmeng, only Nie Huaisang and Fan Qiuli were the most relaxed in Yunmeng.

Nie Huaisang secretly observed the charming figure who was busy in the kitchen. Fan Qiuli's appearance was plain and nothing special, which was the same as Jiang Yanli's.Her gestures are gentle and dignified, and she is somewhat similar to Jiang Cheng's sister.

He watched quietly for a while, then walked in: "Why did the girl come to the kitchen?"

Fan Qiuli only thought that Nie Huaisang was Yunmeng's other disciples or relatives, upon hearing this, he blushed slightly and whispered: "Sect Master Jiang has saved my life, Qiuli has nothing to repay, I want to cook some meals to express my gratitude. "

Nie Huaisang nodded, "Then Miss A Li, do you know what Sect Master Jiang likes to eat?"

Fan Qiuli's busy body paused slightly, fell silent, and said in a low voice: "I don't know..."

Nie Huaisang smiled, approached the cutting board, and said softly, "Let me tell you, Sect Master Jiang...he likes to drink lotus root pork rib soup." As he spoke, he picked a section of lotus root from the ingredients and peeled it. After a while, he took the ribs out again, and while carrying the knife to cut vegetables, he taught her: "The ribs should be boiled in the pot first to remove the blood, then fished out, put in clean water again, and then ginger pieces..."

Fan Qiuli looked thoughtfully at the tall man in brocade clothes who was chopping vegetables and chopping meat, and explained the process of making the soup in detail, without feeling cumbersome at all, and the series of movements were smooth and proficient. Good cooking.

I don't know when, it started to drizzle outside, the drizzle was like silk, densely packed.

Nie Huaisang looked up and said softly, "Why is it raining?" He frowned slightly, his eyes showed concern, he put the lotus root into the pot, and then looked at Fan Qiuli: "Miss Fan, After the lotus root ribs soup is boiled, it must be simmered on a simmering fire, you can watch the fire, if Sect Master Jiang asks, you can say that you cooked this soup yourself." Looking at the dense rain outside, he murmured : "It's raining, I'm going to deliver an umbrella to Wan Yin." After speaking, she left the kitchen in a hurry.

Fan Qiuli stared blankly at Nie Huaisang's leaving back, always feeling something strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

It was rainy in Yunmeng, but when the weather suddenly changed like today, it was very rare for it to rain. Jiang Cheng was also caught off guard by the rain, and almost drenched to the ground.

Back at the gate of the Lianhuawu Immortal Mansion, I saw Nie Huaisang coming from a distance holding an umbrella. Along the way, although he had an umbrella, the rain was erratic, and the hair on his forehead was still a little wet, which made his originally delicate face A sense of melancholy came from the upper layer of the cage.

Nie Huaisang propped the umbrella on Jiang Cheng's head, looked at him and called out softly, "Wan Yin..." Before he finished the sentence, it seemed like there were thousands of words.

Jiang Cheng was slightly taken aback: "Why did you suddenly call me Wanyin?" He took the umbrella in Nie Huaisang's arms and opened it, walking side by side with Nie Huaisang.

Nie Huaisang looked at the countless potholes on the ground caused by the rain, and said in a low voice, "Because the current weather is very suitable for you."

Jiang Cheng was drenched all over, his clothes stuck to his body, he was really uncomfortable, but he didn't have such a poetic feeling, he glanced at Nie Huaisang strangely, and walked quickly to his residence.

Nie Huaisang looked at Jiang Cheng who was holding an umbrella. He was dressed in purple, with arrow sleeves and a light gown, and a silver bell was hanging from his waist. He was extremely handsome with slender eyebrows and almond eyes. He looks embarrassed, and his gestures are everyone's demeanor. I believe that no matter which fairy from any family sees it, his heart will be moved.

On that rainy night in the Guanyin Temple, Jiang Cheng also came in the rain. Although he only glanced at it in a haze, it was inadvertently, and Jiang Cheng's figure was engraved deep in his heart, haunting his dreams to this day.

Nie HuaiSang was slightly distracted, and he didn't hurry to follow until Jiang Cheng had gone a long way, so far away that he was about to lose his sight.

Jiang Cheng changed his clothes very quickly. When Nie Huaisang rushed over, he had already changed into a clean inner garment, and he also casually put on a black robe. His long hair was loose on his shoulders, which softened his rigid face a lot.

Nie Huaisang stood at the door staring blankly for a while, then walked in slowly.He put away the oil umbrella, looked at the rain outside and asked, "Have you found the murderous corpse Miss Fan mentioned?"

Jiang Cheng straightened his robe: "Jin Ling and I have searched all over Yunmeng, and we haven't found any murderous corpse." He didn't think Fan Qiuli would lie, but if there really was a murderous corpse and he couldn't find it, I haven't heard of anyone being killed by a vicious corpse, so this vicious corpse...?

At this time, Fan Qiuli came in with the cooked lotus root ribs soup: "Sect Master Jiang, I heard that you were caught in the rain." She glanced at Nie Huaisang next to her, and Fang said again: "It just so happened that I cooked lotus root ribs soup , drink it while it's hot, so as to drive away the cold air in your body."

Jiang Cheng took the small bowl from Fan Qiuli: "Miss Fan is here. Don't worry, Miss Fan. If I still can't find the murderous corpse, then I will send my disciples to escort you back to Baling."

Fan Qiuli gave Nie Huaisang a bowl with winking eyes.

Nie HuaiSang smiled at her silently, then took the small bowl and started to eat.

Only then did Fan Qiuli slowly say: "Yunmeng's pond is full of lotus flowers, the blue waves of the lake, the scenery is very beautiful, I also want to stay here for a while longer."

Jiang Cheng took a sip of Fan Qiuli's boiled lotus root pork ribs soup. The taste was fragrant and pure, and the taste was long and deep. He couldn't help but fell into deep thought; It's really nostalgic.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng looked at Fan Qiuli more softly, and said softly, "If Miss Fan likes this place, it doesn't hurt to stay here for a few more days."

When Jin Ling came over, he just heard Jiang Cheng's words.

Fan Qiuli thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "So Ah Li, I would like to thank Sect Master Jiang for his hospitality."

As soon as Jin Lingfu was born, Jiang Yanli passed away.Therefore, Jin Ling really didn't know much about his biological mother.No matter how similar Fan Qiuli was to Jiang Yanli, he didn't realize it.He just felt that every move of this woman seemed to be malicious.

Fan Qiuli left with an empty bowl, and met Jin Ling in the corridor. Jin Ling was dripping water all over his body, standing there like a murderous corpse.

Fan Qiuli was startled, and saw that his whole body was still dripping water, and his drenched hair was still sticking to his face. Seeing that he was in such a mess, he couldn't help but cared and said, "Young Master Jin, you are completely soaked, You'll catch a cold, so go back to the house quickly, take a hot bath, and change into clean clothes."

Jin Ling looked at him, and asked with cold eyes: "Tell me, what is your purpose in trying to get close to my uncle?"

Fan Qiuli returned this time with a straight face: "Naturally, I admire Sect Master Jiang and want to be with him..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Ling interrupted her angrily: "Are you dreaming? My uncle won't like you."

Fan Qiuli was not angry either, and smiled lightly: "If you like it or not, you have to try it before you know. No matter how angry Mr. Jin is, he will never be in control of your uncle." Although his voice was still gentle Dignified, but the attitude of his words is persistent and provocative.

Hearing this, Jin Ling became even more angrily, and pointed at her angrily, "Sure enough, you've revealed your true colors. I knew that you were just pretending to be weak and pitiful in front of my uncle."

Fan Qiuli lightly brushed the hair beside her ears, and explained with a sigh: "I really didn't pretend to be weak and pitiful." 'All I pretended to be is just your mother from the beginning to the end. 'Of course, she just sighed in her heart.

Jin Ling was angry: "You...you..." He is not bad at eloquence, but since he was a child, he was mostly male, arguing with a delicate and soft little girl, and for a while he appeared clumsy and clumsy. .

Fan Qiuli was afraid of arguing with the young master Jin for a while longer, and it would be bad for him to catch a cold if he blows the cold wind, so he ignored him, pushed him away, walked past him and left go.

No matter how angry Jin Ling was, he wouldn't start a fight with a girl.

The sound of the rain made people a little upset. Jiang Cheng walked to the door, looked at the continuous rain outside, and saw that Nie Huaisang was still sitting in his room, not leaving, not talking. The dull atmosphere made people feel a little depressing. , he had no choice but to speak, and asked casually: "You are also the head of the family now, leaving Qinghe to wander around at will, is it leisure?"

Nie HuaiSang stood up and approached him, stood side by side with him, watched the heavy rain outside the house, and asked him softly without answering the question: "Yunmeng is really nice, even the scenery in rainy days is very beautiful, I also want to spend more time in Yunmeng." Stay for a while, okay?"

The guests didn't want to leave, so Jiang Cheng couldn't force the guests to leave: "Sect Master Nie can do whatever he wants."

The autumn rain is torrential, raining endlessly like pearls and jade.