Fukang County.
Today was the day of the monthly market.
The streets were bustling with people.
The Jiang family of Fangbo Village was a famous wealthy family in the county. After several generations of accumulation, their family was especially rich.
"Master, this thousand-year zombie king is not simple. I reckon that it has already reached the Flying Corpse Realm and knows how to burrow into the ground!”
"He takes people out of thin air and sucks blood from afar. His personality is extremely cruel.”
"It's fine. My strength has improved recently. I should be able to deal with it with my full strength!”
" Alright, I'll go and find out the exact location of the Jiang Family…"
Qin Shiyi stopped an old man who was passing by.
The other party looked up and saw a short-haired young man holding a banner in front of him.
He could not help but be stunned, and his face instantly turned pale.
Qin Shiyi smiled faintly as if he understood what he was thinking.
He pointed at Ninth Uncle, who was beside him, and the old man came to a realization.
Oh!
So they were two Taoist priests. No wonder they didn't have braids on their heads.
Qin Shiyi smiled and immediately asked for advice.
Fortunately, the Jiang family was very famous in Fukang County. From the county magistrate to the child beggar, almost everyone knew about the Jiang family.
He only asked around a little and soon learned the address.
Master and disciple.
As they chatted, Qin Shiyi told Ninth Uncle everything he knew about the Jiang family.
A moment later, the two of them left the county town.
They arrived at Fang Bo Village according to the address they had inquired about.
They had just arrived at the village entrance.
Ninth Uncle and Qin Shiyi heard the rumbling of gongs and firecrackers.
He looked up and saw a bridal procession lined up from the village entrance to the end. Everything seemed to be in order.
Countless pieces of red paper were scattered on the roadside, and even the treetops on both sides were tied with countless red ribbons.
The bridal sedan chair, the shouts, the red lanterns leading the way…
Along the way, the bridal escort team blew and played.
Surging endlessly, shoulder to shoulder.
All of them stood on their tiptoes and craned their necks.
Watching this grand wedding!
Ninth Uncle and Qin Shiyi couldn't help but look at each other and smile. What a coincidence. Today was the wedding of the young master of the Jiang family.
However?
This Young Master Jiang had a tough life and was a jinx to his wife.
Including the previous few times, this was already his sixth time marrying a wife.
The first five beauties had all died.
……
Jiang Manor.
"Old…Old Master, the bridal escort team is here!”
At this moment, the butler of the Jiang Residence twisted his slightly fat body and panted as he ran to Old Master Jiang to report.
"Mm, go outside and greet them. I don't like crowds. Just call me when the wedding is over!”
Old Master Jiang's face was cold, and even his tone was cold.
In fact, he was still a little happy.
After all, he was almost fifty years old, and his wife had passed away last year.
Young Master Jiang was the only son left under his name. He was the only son for three generations.
His son was getting married today and was about to have children. Of course, he was happy.
He only hoped that it wouldn't be like the previous few times where his daughter-in-law died for various reasons just after she married.
The butler subconsciously shrunk his neck and secretly clicked his tongue.
Heh, this old fellow was indeed worthy of being a constable and a powerful figure who had seen blood!
I can't take this kind of situation.
"Butler, what are you waiting for?"
"Hurry up and go!"
Seeing that the butler was distracted and stood there without moving, Old Master Jiang immediately snorted coldly.
"Yes, yes, I'll go now!"
The butler was a little afraid and quickly turned around.
"Haha, today is Master Jiang's and Young Master Jiang's big day. I've traveled the Jianghu and happened to come here. I'm a little tired, so I wonder if I can have a few cups of wine?”
At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the house. It was a Daoist with a young man beside him.
The two of them strode in as if there was nothing around them.
"Who are you? Who let you in? Hurry up and get out!"
The butler glared at him and scolded him loudly.
Ninth Uncle was not angry. He smiled faintly.
Then, he clasped his hands together in the Yin-Yang Seal of Taiji and calmly replied in a high-class manner,"As the saying goes, meeting is fated. Why is this scholar so aggressive?”
Qin Shiyi, who was standing at the side, also wore a faint smile as he watched the scene with interest.
"Stinking Taoist priest!"
"You're full of sour words. F * ck, get lost!”
The butler rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward to chase the two of them away.
"Butler, calm down."
Old Master Jiang suddenly narrowed his eyes and raised his hand.
He looked curiously at the two uninvited guests.
The Taoist priest in front of him had a square face, and his expression was as calm as a deep pool. It was as if nothing would make him move. There seemed to be a mysterious aura surrounding him, and his aura was extraordinary!
The young man standing next to him was handsome, and his eyes were like the twinkling stars in the sky, extremely lively.
In his right hand, he was holding a banner with 16 words written on it.
Everything in the world was omniscient, and the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, Life and Death, were all clear!
Old Master Jiang chuckled." Taoist priest, if you want to drink the Jiang family's wedding wine, you have to show some sincerity!”
" Of course my master knows this. As long as he gives you a few pointers, you'll be able to benefit from it for the rest of your life…"
Ninth Uncle smiled and didn't say anything. Qin Shiyi had already stepped forward as a pawn.
After all, his master was a dignified Immortal of his generation. Acting tough was too vulgar.
It's better for me to do it for you.
"Oh!"
"Cultivators are not allowed to speak nonsense."
Old Master Jiang glanced at Qin Shiyi and his tone turned cold.
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