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

Chapter 23

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Narrow Rain Lane.

The sky, which had been quiet just now, suddenly began to rain heavily.

Cold winter, late night, cold rain.

At this time, people were sleeping soundly in warm blankets, but there were three men in black robes carrying a heavy bronze stove on the street, gritting their teeth in the cold and heavy rain.

All three of them were wounded, and two of them even had their thigh wounds burst and blood flowed out.

But they didn't dare to delay at all, they gritted their teeth and ran forward desperately carrying the bronze stove.

The cold icy rain slapped randomly on their faces, and the three of them felt miserable, but they had nowhere to vent, so they could only run and howl.

"I really want to write a miserable word!"

"How can a word miserable be enough? It should be miserably miserable!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Senior said a stick of incense, don't delay!"

The three screamed and sprinted forward.

Finally, before a stick of incense was about to expire, they arrived at Liuyan Lane.

I saw the slender red figure standing under the eaves that sheltered the rain, the eyes above the red gauze were cold and frightening:

"too slow."

The three of them knelt down in unison: "Senior, calm down! We have tried our best, but the rain is too heavy, please forgive us this time, senior!"

Sun San raised his rain-stained face, took out an umbrella from his arms, and offered it with both hands:

"Senior, I specially brought you an umbrella."

Zhao Yi and Qian Er looked at each other, this kid is too shameless!

I'll be the first to do this next time!

The red-haired nun snorted coldly, but didn't take the umbrella:

"You can go."

"Yes."

The three of them should be, quickly got up, and staggered out of Liuyan Lane.

When Zhao Qiansun and the others left, the red-haired female cultivator took out a storage bag embroidered with a green lotus, raised her plain hand slightly, and the bronze stove was put into the bag.

Then, the red-haired female nun had another red umbrella in her hand.

The umbrella was opened, and there was a blue lotus pattern on the bright red umbrella surface.

The red-haired female cultivator walked into the rain, and the green lotus on the umbrella seemed to be swaying slightly, blocking all the rain.

A moment later, the red-haired female nun disappeared into the cold rain of the night, and Liuyan Lane returned to silence.

Day two.

Qin Gengyun opened his eyes, which were cloudy.

Even the illusory words floating in front of his eyes couldn't make his heart warm up.

【Name: Qin Gengyun】

【Lifetime: 35/40】

[Cultivation level: three levels of Qi training, 11/500]

[Skill: Tier 14 Alchemist, 200/[-]]

[Spiritual roots: low-grade fire-type spiritual roots (31/100), low-grade ice-type spiritual roots (37/100)]

[Available practice points: 6]

Last night, Qiu Zhihe forcibly asked for it three times. The fire-type spiritual root increased by 3 points, and the ice-type spiritual root increased by 4 points.

Also got 6 practice points.

It is also rewarding.

But Qin Gengyun's biggest difficulty right now is not the speed at which his practice points and spiritual roots increase, but the pill furnace!

After buying that second-hand bronze furnace, all he had left was the Eight Spirit Stones.

Now the newly bought bronze furnace is scrapped. If you want to buy another second-hand bronze furnace, you need at least eleven spirit stones.

This was the price that Fellow Daoist Mo had negotiated for him because he owed the second-hand street vendor some kind of favor.

If I go to buy it again, not to mention whether it is still so easy to find a suitable second-hand alchemy furnace, even if I find it, I am afraid that I will not be able to get the eleven spirit stones.

And he has to live every day, and his wife has to support him at home.

How to gather so many spirit stones to buy a pill furnace?
Qin Gengyun sighed, got up slowly, and Qiu Zhihe on the bed turned his back to him, as if he was fast asleep. He got out of bed, washed up casually, and went out.

The abandoned bronze stove at the door has disappeared, and it should have been taken away by the cleaning staff hired by the landlord.

The second alchemy success, the dream of embarking on the path of genius, like a broken alchemy furnace that was collected as garbage, turned into a worthless delusion after all.

Just like 99.99% of ordinary people in this world, they can only live mediocrely in this world.

No, maybe I can't even survive.

Qin Gengyun suppressed the negative emotions in his heart and barely raised his spirits.

He came to the alchemy workshop early and saw that there was no one around. He walked towards the old alchemy room.

Is that bronze furnace still in there?

"Qin Gengyun, what are you doing?"

Yang Fengshan's voice came from behind, Qin Gengyun turned his head, cupped his hands and said:
"Guard Yang, I want to clean the old alchemy room."

Yang Fengshan said: "Didn't I say that? This alchemy room needs to be repaired, and no one is allowed to enter these few days!"

Qin Gengyun was desperate, and asked, "Guard Yang, but I don't think any craftsmen have come to repair it these two days."

The triangular eyes on Yang Fengshan's chubby face narrowed slightly, and his voice became colder:
"Qin Gengyun, you little alchemist, how dare you come to question me?"

At this time, the owner of the workshop came in, Yang Fengshan immediately changed his face, and bowed to the owner of the workshop:

"Master, you are here. I have cleaned the alchemy room, and the alchemy furnace, alchemy stones, and medicinal materials are also ready."

Pei Daoyu hummed, and walked straight to the alchemy room, obviously he would continue to refine Bingqing pill today.

Qin Gengyun gritted his teeth, stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Master, I want to rent the unused bronze furnace in the workshop, may I ask?"

Before he finished speaking, Fangzhu had already walked into the alchemy room, as if he didn't hear him at all.

Yang Fengshan glanced at Qin Gengyun disdainfully, followed the master into the alchemy room, and closed the door with a bang.

It seemed that Qin Gengyun's last glimmer of hope had been shut off.

Unity time.

Qin Gengyun left the elixir square and came to the night market.

From a distance, Mo Xiaolan in a plain robe was seen setting up a stall, but Qin Gengyun did not go there.

Again, second-hand bronze stoves are not so easy to find, even if I find another one, I can't afford to buy it with my few spirit stones.

Mo Xiaolan was indeed willing to lend herself a spirit stone, but her situation was not much better than Qin Gengyun's.

Otherwise, Mo Xiaolan wouldn't have worked so hard from morning to night.

People have helped you enough.

Do you want someone to help you after frying the stove?

They are all low-level monks, what else can she help you?
Qin Gengyun shook his head. In the end, he didn't go to Mo Xiaolan. He looked around in other places in the night market, but he couldn't find anyone selling second-hand alchemy furnaces.

He left the night market and returned to Narrow Rain Lane.

Standing still in front of the house he rented, Qin Gengyun's expression suddenly became ferocious.

Oh shit!

This world does not allow people to live, I am not as good as you!

Qin Gengyun made a decision in his heart, sneaked back to the Spirit Pill Workshop tonight, and stole the pill furnace!

Anyway, it's death anyway, it's better to fight for a way out!
After making up his mind, Qin Gengyun felt relieved. He opened the door and smelled the familiar fragrance.

Qiu Zhihe was wearing the embroidered lotus shirt from last night, wrapped in black gauze, with undulating mountains and rivers.

There was an iron pot on the table in front of her, and the porridge was already filled in two porcelain bowls.

Seeing Qin Gengyun enter the door, Qiu Zhihe said indifferently: "Let's eat."

"it is good."

Qin Gengyun nodded, sat down opposite Qiu Zhihe, looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her, Qiu Zhihe said:

"Today's porridge has no medicinal ingredients."

Qin Gengyun touched his nose and said with a smile, "Okay, let's eat."

The two buried their heads in silence to drink the porridge.

After dinner soon, Qin Gengyun suddenly said:
"Friend Qiu, I'm going out tonight. If I don't come back, you can leave Zhaiyu Lane and find another lover to marry."

After all, he and Qiu Zhihe are married. If he really misses tonight, he still doesn't want to hurt her.

Qiu Zhihe was expressionless: "Wash the dishes first."

Qin Gengyun was taken aback for a moment, and then agreed.

This may be the last meal I have with her, so it's the beginning and the end.

Qin Gengyun packed up the dishes, walked into the kitchen, and froze for a moment.

In the kitchen, an almost brand new bronze stove was placed at some point!
(End of this chapter)