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

Chapter 12
After a stick of incense, Qin Gengyun walked out of the rental house with his hand on the wall, still holding a bun in his hand, turned back to the room and said:

"Friend Qiu, I'm leaving."

There was no response from inside, Qin Gengyun shrugged his shoulders, coughed twice, let go of his hand supporting the wall, ignored his sore waist, and strode out of Narrow Rain Alley like a dragon walking like a tiger.

Passing by a noodle stall, I saw Mo Xiaolan sitting there poking noodles with chopsticks.

"Friend Mo, are you going out so late today?"

Qin Gengyun was a little surprised.

Mo Xiaolan worked as a post repairman during the day and set up a stall in the night market at night, leaving early and returning late every day.

The so-called post repair is a job dedicated to delivering letters and items to people, similar to Qin Gengyun's takeaway brother in his previous life.

In the land of Eastern Cultivation headed by the three major sects of Zhenyang Sect, Feiyun Sect, and Lei Jianzong, the order is the most stable, and the low-level monks have relatively more ways to make a living.

Among them, the hardest and relatively well-paid one is to be a post repairer.

And all the post repairs in the land of Dongxiu are under the management of the Feiyi Building headquartered in Feiyun City. The Feiyi Building has branches in every town in the Land of Dongxiu, and Yunling Town naturally also has branches.

Post repairmen like Mo Xiaolan are under the control of the Yunling Town branch, and their salary is also based on the number of deliveries, and they are paid at the Feiyilou branch in Yunling Town every day.

Post repair is a job that needs to race against time. Usually, Mo Xiaolan goes out before dawn, but today it is almost [-] o'clock, and it is indeed a bit late.

Seeing Qin Gengyun, Mo Xiaolan stopped poking the noodles, picked up the noodles and put them in her mouth, and said with a smile:

"I have something to do at the night market today. I took half a day off. Have you eaten, Fellow Daoist Qin?"

Qin Gengyun lifted the bun in his hand: "I'll eat it on the way, so I'll go first."

"Friend Daoist Qin."

Mo Xiaolan suddenly stopped him: "Zheng Daoyou from Dongshi has already found the seller of the pill furnace, and made an appointment to take the things to Dongshi tonight."

Qin Gengyun was overjoyed, and quickly said, "That's great, then I'll come over tonight!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the night market tonight."

"Thank you, Mo Daoist!"

Qin Gengyun bowed to Mo Xiaolan gratefully.

Mo Xiaolan waved her hands again and again: "Fellow Daoist Qin, you don't have to be like this, you can go, it's getting late."

"Okay, see you tonight."

"Well, see you tonight!"

Watching Qin Gengyun go away, Mo Xiaolan was silent for a moment, looked down at the orchid embroidered on her left shoulder, smiled, and continued to eat noodles.

After breakfast, Mo Xiaolan hurried to the night market. At this time, there were no vendors on the street, so it was rather deserted. She went straight to the East Market, where the sloppy Daoyou Zheng was sleeping on a recliner.

Mo Xiaolan said to him: "Zheng Daoyou, we will come to see the goods at night, you must remember, don't let your mouth slip."

Zheng Daoyou opened his eyes, looked Mo Xiaolan up and down, and suddenly sneered:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, isn't that really your Taoist companion?"

Mo Xiaolan said seriously: "Zheng Daoyou, don't be joking, he and I are just acquainted neighbors."

Zheng Daoyou laughed again: "Mo Daoyou, you and I have worked together in the night market for so many years, and we are also acquainted neighbors. Why didn't I see you help me bargain and pay for the spirit stone?"

Mo Xiaolan laughed: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Zheng, why do you need my help with your wealth? Let's go!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Looking at the tall figure with flying ponytail, the slovenly Daoyou Zheng flicked his messy hair full of dandruff, shook his head and laughed:

"Idiot!"

Narrow Rain Lane.

After Qin Gengyun left, Qiu Zhihe got up and walked to the window, stood behind the curtain, and looked through the gap to the room on the opposite left.

For two full hours, the sun was three poles high, and Qiu Zhihe didn't move at all.

Suddenly, a dark red light flashed in that room, and then disappeared in a flash.

It's just a momentary situation, even if someone passes by, it's not easy to find it.

But this scene was caught in Qiu Zhihe's eyes, and a coldness appeared on her face.

"Blood Pill Gate"

In addition to the Qinglian Sect, there are many other sects called evil sects in the Southern Demon Land.

Among them is a small sect called Xuedan Sect. They are good at alchemy, but their skills are strange. When alchemy, a dark red light will flicker in the alchemy furnace.

Qiu Zhihe had fought against people from the Xuedan Sect, so the flashing red light just now naturally couldn't hide it from her.

After thinking for a moment, Qiu Zhihe picked up the wedding dress on the bed and walked out of the room.

When I came to the door of the room on the left next door, I vaguely heard a blurred sound from inside.

As Qin Gengyun said, the Taoist couple really broke their hearts and enjoyed each other every day.

This time Qiu Zhihe didn't leave, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The voice inside stopped abruptly, and after a while, the door opened, revealing a gentle and virtuous oval face, she had obviously just dressed in a hurry, her hair was a little messy, but the coarse cloth robes on her body were clean and tidy.

Seeing the wedding gown in Qiu Zhihe's hands, the nun immediately reacted with a smile on her face:
"This fellow daoist, you must be the wife of fellow daoist Qin? Please come in!"

Qiu Zhihe nodded, and walked into the room with her wedding dress in her arms.

This room is the same as Qin Gengyun's, except that the furnishings are different. The bed is much bigger, and there are some flowers and plants on the table.

Obviously it was the credit of this gentle nun.

"My name is Chen Fang, and this is my husband, Zhang Chengdao, what is your name, Fellow Daoist?"

Chen Fang smiled and said to Qiu Zhihe.

The male cultivator next to him looked dull and nodded to Qiu Zhihe cautiously, obviously not good at communicating with others.

"My name is Qiu Zhihe. I want to return your wedding dresses."

Qiu Zhihe sent the wedding dress to Chen Fang.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you're too polite, and even brought it here in person, please sit down."

Chen Fang took the wedding dress with a smile, put it aside, and warmly invited Qiu Zhihe to sit down.

Qiu Zhihe nodded and sat at the table. Chen Fang chatted with her very familiarly. Of course, most of the time it was Chen Fang who was talking and Qiu Zhihe was listening.

After Zhang Chengdao poured Qiu Zhihe a cup of tea, he sat aside and remained silent.

After Chen Fang talked for a long time, Qiu Zhihe suddenly asked: "Chen Daoyou, I see that there are three people living in the opposite room?"

Chen Fang looked at the room on the left opposite the window, and said with a smile:
"Your husband told you, right? Yes, that room was always empty, and three male monks lived in it a few days ago."

Qiu Zhihe's eyes flashed: "How can there be three people in such a small room? Have you seen them?"

Chen Fang said: "I only met once, and they ignored me when I greeted them, as if they don't like socializing with people."

"Oh, that's right." Chen Fang remembered something, and said again:

"When I was ugly last night, I saw them coming back from the alley, and I didn't know what they were doing."

Qiu Zhihe frowned slightly: "Chen Daoyou, were you outside when you were ugly?"

Chen Fang looked at Zhang Chengdao next to him, blushed, moved the chair and sat beside Qiu Zhihe, and said in a low voice:

"To tell you the truth, my husband and I plan to continue the heir, so we slept a little late that night. I saw it when I was lying in front of the window. Fellow Daoist Qiu, you are also a woman, you should understand, right?"

Qiu Zhihe blinked, a little puzzled.

It's just a matter of dozens of breaths, why do you go to the ugly time?
And, why would you lie in front of the window?

"Friend Qiu, did you come here specifically to ask this?"

Chen Fang suddenly asked strangely.

Qiu Zhihe came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, I'm here to ask for advice. How can I make porridge that will taste better?"

(End of this chapter)