I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 11 Fellow Daoist Qin, did you really marry a wife?
The next day.

early morning.

Qin Gengyun opened his eyes and began to inspect last night's harvest.

【Name: Qin Gengyun】

【Lifetime: 35/40】

[Cultivation level: three levels of Qi training, 0/500]

[Skill: Tier 3 alchemist, 200/[-]]

[Spiritual roots: low-grade fire-type spiritual roots (19/100), low-grade ice-type spiritual roots (25/100)]

[Available practice points: 6]

I was crushed three times last night, and I worked hard all night. In fact, I only worked hard for 5 minutes, and I got 6 points of practice. After doing this calculation, Qin Gengyun felt that it was quite profitable.

As for the spiritual root, the fire element and the ice element have each increased by 3 points, and the distance is increased to the middle-grade spiritual root. It is estimated that at least [-] breaths of hard work will be required.

Thinking about it this way, my waist seems to be even more sore.

"Cultivate, add points!"

Qin Gengyun looked sideways at Qiu Zhihe who had his back turned to him, and said something silently in his heart.

Added 3 points to [repair base] and [skill] respectively.

After adding points, the properties of the panel change immediately.

【Name: Qin Gengyun】

【Lifetime: 35/40】

[Cultivation level: three levels of Qi training, 3/500]

[Skill: Tier 6 Alchemist, 200/[-]]

If the relationship between husband and wife with Qiu Zhihe has not improved, it will take more than 2000 breaths of labor to upgrade to the third level of Qi training, and nearly a thousand breaths to raise the level of alchemy to the second level.

Sure enough, the road is long and difficult.

Qin Gengyun got up slowly, helped his waist and got out of bed, looked back at Qiu Zhihe who had his eyes closed, and sighed slightly in his heart.

How can we improve [marital intimacy]?
At this time, Qiu Zhihe opened his eyes, and his face was reflected in the clear eyes.

Qin Gengyun said apologetically, "Woke you up?"

Qiu Zhihe shook her head, and sat up hugging the quilt, her hair was in disarray, her pupils seemed to be a little loose, and her round face was somewhat confused.

Blinking his eyes, he shook his head after a while and murmured:

"I fell asleep?"

"What?" Qin Gengyun asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Qiu Zhihe looked at him, his eyes turned cold again, and he covered his body with the quilt.

Qin Gengyun was stunned for a moment, and finally understood, got up and walked into the kitchen, put on his clothes inside, and then said to the outside:

"Are you dressed yet?"

"Ah."

There was a cold voice outside, and Qin Gengyun walked out of the kitchen.

I saw Qiu Zhihe wearing a black pleated ruyi moon skirt with a slightly low skirt, and a light blue gauze dress on the outside. The graceful neck and white and delicate collarbone were faintly visible.

Three thousand blue silks were rolled up into a woman's bun, and a simple wooden hairpin was inserted in her hair.

The charming little round face already had the charm of a mature woman.

It's just that the coldness in those beautiful almond eyes was still there, and he swept towards Qin Gengyun. He coughed, looked away, and didn't know what to say.

It's really strange to think about it, every night Qiu Zhihe would take the initiative to ask for it, like a bitter woman with insatiable desires, but she immediately returned to coldness afterward, even if she shared the same bed, she would not make physical contact with her.

Even worse during the day, always keep at least one table away from him.

This feeling is very strange, as if I am just a tool for her double cultivation.

However, it should be me who uses her as a tool, right?
Qin Gengyun shook his head, Qiu Zhihe and him did not have a husband and wife relationship, and they were like that every night, probably just doing what a husband and wife should do?

"Qin Daoyou, can you tell me more about the surrounding neighborhood?"

Qiu Zhihe said suddenly.

Qin Gengyun nodded and said to her:

"The neighbors on the left and right sides of the next door told you yesterday, and then there is the room directly opposite across the alley. There lives a female talisman master named Mo Xiaolan. She is hardworking and upright, but she leaves early every day. Returning late, it should be difficult for you two to meet each other."

"On the left next door to Fellow Daoist Mo's house lives a male cultivator named Feng Kai. He has practiced Qi for the third level, but he has been unable to make progress for many years, and spends his days drinking to drink away his worries."

"The room on the right of Fellow Daoist Mo was originally vacant. A few days ago, tenants moved in. Strange to say, it was actually three male cultivators."

"A few days ago," Qiu Zhihe's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Why is it so strange?"

Qin Gengyun smiled and said, "That room is about the same size as ours, where did three people live?"

Qiu Zhihe stared slightly, and asked again: "Have you ever seen those three male cultivators?"

"I've only seen it once. All three of them were wearing black robes. They were in a hurry and couldn't see their faces clearly."

Qin Gengyun thought for a while, and then said: "Oh, I saw it once again. I saw one of them go out to buy breakfast the morning before yesterday."

"Buy early?"

"Yes, you are not familiar with it when you first came here. There are several breakfast stalls at the entrance of Zhaiyu Lane. I remember that person bought a few buns that day."

Speaking of steamed stuffed buns, Qin Gengyun remembered that the two of them hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and said immediately:

"I'm going out to buy breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Qiu Zhihe suddenly said, "I'll go."

Before Qin Gengyun could reply, she got up and left the door.

"Friend Qiu."

Qin Gengyun said from behind, "I want a bowl of beef noodles."

But the door of the house was closed, and I don't know if Qiu Zhihe heard it.

Qin Gengyun was silent for a moment, smiled wryly and shook his head:

"The intimacy of husband and wife has a long way to go."

When Qiu Zhihe walked out of the house, there were already pedestrians in twos and threes in the alley, and the soles of their shoes stepped on the dew-stained bluestone slabs, making a light rattling sound.

White smoke rose from a few breakfast stalls in the far alley, and the acquainted neighbors greeted with smiles, and some even argued a few words because they rushed to pay for the breakfast.

Qiu Zhihe stopped in her tracks with a dazed expression.

Just a month ago, Qinglian Mountain was also so lively, walking among those chattering juniors and juniors, she always felt noisy.

But now, such noise can no longer be seen.

Suddenly, the door of the room on the opposite left side opened, and a tall and thin man in a black robe came out and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

This is the house where three mysterious male cultivators lived in what Qin Gengyun said.

Qiu Zhihe's eyes returned to coldness, and he followed the male cultivator calmly.

This person was very vigilant, and he looked around as he walked, as if he was wary of being followed secretly.

However, Qiu Zhihe was too proficient in tracking, killing, and restraining his breath. The male cultivator just glanced at her and didn't pay any more attention.

The tall and thin man Xiu came to a breakfast stand at the entrance of the alley, bought a drawer of steamed buns, then sat down and looked around, as if he was waiting for someone.

Qiu Zhihe also bought a drawer of steamed buns and casually observed each other.

A moment later, another male cultivator in a black robe appeared, and the tall and thin male cultivator met his eyes. The two did not go back, but walked side by side toward the outside of the alley.

Qiu Zhihe looked away calmly, and walked back to Zhaiyu Lane with the buns in hand.

"Qinglian, although you can change your face and body shape, you have to be careful everywhere, because those dogs may not believe that you are dead."

Master's words before his death came to mind, and Qiu Zhihe's eyes became even more cold.

Walking to Qin Gengyun's house, he was about to open the door and enter, when the sound of the door opening came from behind him.

It's the room directly opposite.

The door opened, and a female cultivator in a plain robe with slender legs came out. Seeing Qiu Zhihe, she was startled for a moment.

Qiu Zhihe ignored her, turned and entered the house.

Mo Xiaolan stared blankly at the closed door opposite, and murmured:
"Qin Daoyou, did you really marry a wife?"

(End of this chapter)