Burial with Qing Yao

Under Tongniu's suggestion, Shao held a banquet in the palace, and Jiang Ran was offered beside the throne, like an ancestor.

The attitudes of these people towards him changed too quickly, they knelt down and kowtowed at every turn, and the luxurious clothes all over his body made him very uncomfortable, so he drank a few more glasses.

It was Little Lingdang who ate the most cheerfully. All the dishes in front of her were served three times in a row, lest she would not be full.

Yin Juan is sitting next to Jiang Ran at the moment, dressed in white, with a fairy air, but doing trivial things like pouring wine and serving vegetables.

During the dinner, Xiao Yuansi couldn't help but glanced at Yinjuan several times. He always felt that this person had some similarities with the late Sixth Highness, but his temperament was much worse.

This Xu Shi was sitting next to Jiang Ran, and there was a bit of coldness between his eyebrows and eyes. His face was outstanding, unlike ordinary people, untouchable.

Seeing him skillfully pouring wine for Jiang Ran reminded Xiao Yuan of the Sixth Highness who poured tea for Jiang Ran back then.

What a pity, that person is above Shao Ze in terms of talent, knowledge, and martial arts.

Xiao Yuansi sighed, and poured a glass of wine on the ground as a sacrifice.

Jiang Ran drank all the wine in the glass, and when he handed the empty glass to the silver family again, he was already slightly tipsy.

He supported his head, waiting for Yin Juan to refill his wine.

"You drank too much." Although Yinjuan said so, he still filled his glass.

Jiang Ran looked at the people sitting under the long steps, feasting and drinking, drinking and drinking, chatting with each other about the rest of their life after the catastrophe, and couldn't help but think of the long-gone Nuo Yao and the fallen immortal without a name.

They also gave away their favor and sacrificed everything for these tiny creatures, but now no one remembers their existence.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran asked someone to fetch a pen and ink, and wrote a few words on the "Book of Demon Burial".

In the 124th year of Tianchu, a fairy fell, and his body was ignited with a white fire, and mortals drank his grace, and everything went well.

In the year 626 of Tianxuan, the strange fire was extinguished, and the grace was gone. His bones were as white as jade, and died with the wind.

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On the second day, Jiang Ran returned to the coffin shop under the escort of Jin Wuwei, and the seal on the door had already been lifted.

His dilapidated coffin shop has been cleaned up at this time, and all the furniture and furnishings that should be replaced have been replaced.

Needless to say, it must be Lu Gan's idea.

The common people like to join in the fun, so they gathered around one after another.

"Is it him? I almost didn't recognize him because of the lack of clothes, Lao Luo, come and take a look? Is this the weird guy who often eats noodles at your noodle stall?"

"Isn't this the coffin shop that was stolen a few days ago? Why did it come back? Isn't it bad luck?"

"Don't dare to talk nonsense. Did you see the shopkeeper standing at the door? He was the one who slayed demons and saved the entire palace! Now that the new emperor sees him, he must treat him with courtesy!"

"I know about this. My daughter is working in the palace. She saw with her own eyes that there was a golden light on his body. He is clearly a fairy."

"He is the benefactor of the whole great cause..."

"Hiss...then I have to say bye."

As soon as the word was spread, the merchants in the whole street became excited and showed off to everyone, "There is a hermit immortal in the teahouse alley who opened a coffin shop, which is next to my shop!"

In front of the clear and cold coffin shop, it gradually became lively.

The Jin Wuwei who used to copy the shop now stand on both sides of the coffin shop, stirring up two strings of ignited firecrackers like a door god.

The coffin shop reopened, and firecrackers continued.

Being playful, Bai Wenxing took a string of firecrackers and threw them towards Yinjuan as a prank.

Although the relationship between the two has eased a bit now, Yinjuan still doesn't like to talk to this little girl, and waved the firecrackers coldly, and returned the firecrackers to Bai Wenxing.

The firecrackers that fell on Bai Wenxing's head sounded one after another, and the little girl Xundi's face was blackened and her hair was in a messy bun.

The crackling sound exploded in Sang Zhuo's ears. He stood beside the firecrackers in a daze, and didn't know how to dodge them. He just silently looked at the few people standing in front of the door.

Bai Wenxing, with a dark face, was hugging Jiang Ran's thigh, and tearfully accused Yinjuan of the bad things he had done.

Jiang Ran wiped the dark stain on Bai Wenxing's face with his thumb, and wiped it on Yinjuan's fair left face like punishment, and scolded him a few words by the way.

Yinjuan's face was full of innocence, and there was an indelible sweetness in Jiang Ran's eyes.

"Sang Zhuo, come in!"

Someone is calling his name.

He stood in the midst of the uproar, unmoved.

"The clothes are all burned out by firecrackers! Why are you standing still?"

In the end, Jiang Ran took his little hand and led him into the door nagging.

The threshold was high, his legs were short, and it was a little difficult to step in. The man's hands were cold, but the room was warm.

"This dress can't be worn anymore."

Jiang Ran took off his small clothes, and looked at him through the hole in his palm, "Our family has a rice bucket to feed, and we are frugal in everything, so you can wear my clothes for the time being, although they are a bit big."

He threw the torn clothes to Yinjuan with his backhand, "You are good at crafting, mend it for him."

Yinjuan took the clothes and said hello to Jiang Ran with a smile, but glared at him reluctantly in the dark. Sang Zhuo put on Jiang Ran's loose clothes and crouched in a corner shyly, not daring to move.

Fortunately, Jiang Ran's clothes smelled reassuring.

The deserted courtyard suddenly became lively, Bai Wenxing was still lying on the stone table with a dark face, shouting hungry.

Jiang Ran lived here with Tongniu in the past, and he was not very good at cooking. The stove was always dusty, so he could only put on an apron for the silver family member, push him into battle, and then turned his head and yelled at Bai Wenxing: "Little Bell, go wash your hands and face!" !"

Not daring to disobey his husband's words, Bai Wenxing grimaced, finally washed his hands and face clean, and raised two wet hands in the air to scatter them.

Passing by Sang Zhuo who was curled up in the corner, he stopped, and deliberately threw water on Sang Zhuo's face, still not relieved, and wiped his hands with his clothes.

Sang Zhuo was pitiful and let her decide.

Fortunately, a guest knocked on the door, Bai Wenxing let him go for a while, and went to open the door.

It was already dark outside, the uninvited guest lowered the brim of his hat, and creaked a jar of good wine in his nest.

As soon as the door opened, Yinjuan, who was adding salt to the vegetables in the backyard, had sensed it, and paused with his hands hanging in the air.

The uninvited guest smelled of alcohol, and when the door opened, he saw Bai Wenxing standing in front of him, and frowned displeasedly, "Let me in."

"No."

"If you get in the way, I will kill you."

Although the man was full of alcohol, he was not in a state of drunkenness at all, and the eyes hidden under the brim of the hat showed murderous intent.

Bai Wenxing wasn't the one to be bullied, if she said she wouldn't let him in, she would definitely not let that person take a step forward, so the two confronted each other by the door.

The demonic force swept through the air with a frightening aura. The demonic forces of the two sides collided with each other, one attacked and the other blocked, and for a moment, they were evenly matched.

Sang Zhuo was terrified by the monster power in the room, and instinctively covered his head with his hands.

His arms are short, and Jiang Ran's sleeves are very long. When covering his head, the sleeves wrap around Sang Zhuo's little head like water sleeves.

At this moment, the two who were confronting each other suddenly sensed something.

The man outside the door put the wine jar by the door, raised the brim of his hat slightly, and looked to the southwest.

Who doesn't have a good eye, but chooses to be promoted to the Rakshasa realm at this time?Still on his territory?

"Today, there are other monsters to be punished, between you and me, forget it, I will come again."

The man left a word, a jug of wine, and disappeared towards the southwest very quickly.

After these two unloaded the confrontational monster power at the same time, the new door of the coffin shop collapsed like this.

Jiang Ran heard the voice in the backyard, looked at the door that fell to the ground, and gritted her teeth angrily, "What's going on?"

It's quite a sense of provoking a teacher to ask a crime.

Bai Wenxing casually pointed at Sang Zhuo, "He did it."

How old is Sang Zhuo?Can you have such strength?Jiang Ran looked at Sang Zhuo suspiciously.

Under Bai Wenxing's intimidation, Sang Zhuo nodded with tears in his eyes, and took the pot.

Bai Wenxing walked outside the door, raised his foot, and kicked the jar of wine away.

Jiang Ran erected the broken door again, and asked, "Who came here just now?"

"Sells fake wine."

By the time Jiang Ran had cleaned up everything in front of him, Yin Juan had already filled the stone table in the backyard with dishes.

Sang Zhuo put back on his clothes, the patch on the back seemed very perfunctory, it was completely different from the color of the clothes, and the stitches were very sparse, the person who patched his clothes didn't bother.

When the table was full of people, Jiang Ran realized that Lu Gan hadn't come back with them.

Bai Wenxing couldn't wait to pick up some food, "The cow said he wasn't coming back, and he said that Shao Ze had just ascended the throne and needed his assistance. He was eating and drinking in the palace, so I asked my husband not to worry about him... Bah, bah, bah, bah , Yinjuan! Why did you put so much salt!"

Yinjuan took a sip, only to realize that it was indeed a bit salty.

Seeing that Jiang Ran wanted to move his chopsticks, he simply stopped him.

He was a little distracted when cooking just now, he did put too much salt, and he wasn't very proficient in cooking...

Forcing someone who can't cook to cook, Jiang Ran also knew that the silver family was in a dilemma.

In a good mood today, Jiang Ran generously took out the scallop essence, "Forget it, let's go to the restaurant and order whatever we want!"

Bai Wenxing was ecstatic.

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The shopkeeper of the Jinchan Pavilion branch has been in a bad mood recently, moaning and sighing all day long.

While the new guy was cleaning the counter next to him, he heard the shopkeeper sigh a dozen times.

"What's wrong? The shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper didn't speak, just pushed a box in front of him, motioning for him to open it.

The boy thought there was some treasure inside, but as soon as the box was opened, he was scolded by the scallops inside.

"Damn it, try shutting me down if you have the ability! Do you think I wanted to run away? I was also forced! My feet almost rotted from running all night. Fuck you, get out of the way, whoever blocks me is a dog !"

After the scallop spirit finished cursing, she picked up the shell and ran away.

Seeing the disappearing figure of Scallop Jing, the shopkeeper of the Jinchan Pavilion branch sighed again.

"See, it's just this thing. I was fooled about a dozen times a night, and my temper is still bad. Every time I inspect the goods, no matter who it is, I just swear at it. The key is not to lock him! This scallop is long. Legs, can run! Can pick locks from inside the box! Are you angry?"

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感谢在2022-05-1215:57:54~2022-05-1314:34:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Taotao 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!