If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 109: The Powerful Feng Nipo (Added for "160322003002867")
"You went to the back alley again?"

When he landed in the yard, he saw Hong Qi holding a Taoist scripture, standing under the eaves. Her expression was a little cold, her eyes were a little resentful, and she said in a cold voice, "How can you get started with the Taoist scriptures and cultivate your Taoist spirit if you are so playful?
He also said that he wanted to break the law that 'immortal warriors cannot become immortals' and that he would definitely be able to create a miracle.

What miracles can you create in the small talk of the street?"

Xiaoyu stared at her face and eyes, feeling a little amused.

Although this girl is the daughter of the prime minister and her intelligence is far superior to that of ordinary people, she is still young after all.

Xiaoyu knows and understands her current situation very well.

Two people of the same age become friends. One of them (Hongqiu) only has the other (Xiaoyu) as his friend, and the other is his entire social circle.

The other "friend" (Xiao Yu) is somewhat socially accomplished and has a larger and wider social circle besides Xiao Yu.

When one party sees that the other party spends more time and energy on external social circles rather than equally on themselves, they will feel uncomfortable.

Especially in a very lonely and unfamiliar environment.

Fortunately, Hongqiu and Xiaoyu have only known each other for a short time. They can be considered friends, but not "close friends", and are even further away from "depending on each other". Otherwise, the more they give, the greater the psychological imbalance will be.

"Don't you know what happened recently?"

Understanding Hongqiu's awkward psychology, Xiaoyu naturally didn't care about her cold words. Instead, she smiled tolerantly and gently.

"There is new progress in the counterfeit silver case."

She quickly recounted the story of "The City God's night trial of the fake silver case."

Hong Qi said calmly: "It's strange to see something new!"

After a pause, she added: "Hey, you are a barbarian from the Northern Desert after all."

Xiao Yu resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks until they were deformed, and said, "Are there many similar ghost legends in your country of Lu?"

Hong Qi raised her chin slightly and said proudly: "I have visited the City God of Jinyang Prefecture with my father many times!
Jinyang is the capital of Lu State, and the City God of Jinyang commands all the City Gods of Lu State."

"Everyone who goes to the City God Temple has seen the City God." Xiao Yu said disapprovingly: "To speak for the people and gain respect from all the people is the real greatness. Just like our Yingxiang Mansion's Guan Laozu!"

Hong Qi began to sneer again, "It's true that you are a barbarian from the Northern Desert and have little knowledge.

How much do you know about the legend of Yingxiangfu City God?
Is there an example of an official in the trial court?

If you have a chance, go to Jinyang, Lu State, and ask around to see what the differences are between the stories of the city gods in the two places.”

Xiaoyu was stunned.

Widow Huang told the legendary stories of Guan Chenghuang for more than an hour, all of which were very exciting.

The case of counterfeit silver is considered common among them.

But it seems that the City God always judges civilians, and no case involves officials.
Seeing that she seemed to understand, Hongqiu's sneer became even more intense and complacent, but she did not delve further into the topic.

Xiaoyu didn't ask any further questions.

Both girls were young and not stupid.

Speaking ill of the City God in Tianmen Town. They are not officials!

"Come here and continue to recite Taoist scriptures with me." Hongqiu said.

"Oh~~" Xiaoyu followed her into the house obediently.

Then she felt that Hongqiu was more serious, meticulous and patient when explaining the Taoist scriptures than before.

Xiaoyu is a shameless person. Whenever she encounters something she doesn't understand, she will pester her to ask for clarification.

When Hongqiu was explaining before, she either showed some impatience, or deliberately sneered, or deliberately looked superior.
Today she was not impatient at all, nor did she mock Xiaoyu at all, nor did she deliberately show a superior attitude when explaining.

"Hongqiu, come here!"

After eating the dinner brought by Ziying and drinking the bone-strengthening soup she made herself, Xiaoyu stood by the pool, taking off her skirt and waving to Hongqiu.

"What?"

After spending many days together, Hongqiu has understood her habits: she likes to dive into the water to practice her inner strength, and she hates being disturbed when she is practicing.

So when she saw her about to go into the water, Hongqiu decided to go back to the house to sleep.

"Don't you want to take a shower? It's summer now and the weather is hot. Come down and take a shower with me." Xiaoyu invited.

Seeing that she was naked except for her bellyband and shorts, Hong Qi became more and more confused, "What do you want to do now?"

"Hey, come here first, I'll tell you."

Xiaoyu pulled her to the edge of the pool and helped her take off her skirt and lining.

When Hongqiu fell into the water in a daze, Xiaoyu held the back of her neck and said, "Do you know how to dive? I'll teach you how to dive!"

After saying that, without waiting for her consent, he pressed hard and pushed Hongqiu's head into the water.

Just when Hongqiu thought she was going to punish her again, Xiaoyu's voice reached her ears clearly: "Don't struggle, I just want to tell you something in private."

Hongqiu was confused and uncertain.

Xiao Yu smiled again and said, "You want to ask me how I can talk in the water? This is a special internal skill. I practice it underwater every night. How can there not be any miraculous effect?"

She lied.

Talking in water is more like a natural ability or magical power, and has little to do with internal strength.

Xiaoyu could only guess that it was related to the "Kunpeng Transformation".

Kunpeng's transformation truly affected her body and soul.

Limited by the environment, the small pool cannot examine all the changes in the body and soul.

There has always been an urge in her blood to jump into the Liang River outside and express herself to her heart's content in the water.

Xiaoyu had a feeling that if she let go of her hands and feet, her diving speed in the water would be far beyond that of Qinggong.

But every time this impulse appeared, a faint sense of crisis arose deep in her purple palace.

She could only do it in a small pool, and "talking in water" was one of the tricks she had recently developed.

She uses her inner strength to create sound waves, and she controls the propagation of the sound waves in the water.

She had used it on the golden carp in the water, but unfortunately she was not the Sea King and could not talk to the fish. She could only scare them away. Now there were two fish in the pond, and they were close together. She only spoke to one of them. One fish was scared away, and the other fish stared with dead eyes, confused and ignorant.

So Xiaoyu is sure that this technique of "speaking in water" must be very secretive.

"Hongqiu, you are my best friend in this world!" Xiaoyu said.

Hongqiu's face turned red in an instant.

If she could speak, she would definitely be a little shy and sneer: Shaman is Shaman, speaking so bluntly and rudely. Friends are the most valuable because they are close to each other, how can you say it casually, and say it to his face, it seems like a mean person trying to curry favor with his superiors.

Xiaoyu said with emotion: “I have lived in the dunes for 11 years and have met many people with whom I have developed friendships.

Those who have deep feelings can surpass you and me now, but they cannot be considered 'good friends'.

The most important thing between friends is mutual understanding.

I treat you as a friend and I understand your situation and thoughts.

Do you know that there are at least three pairs of eyes staring at Xiao Jingxuan at this moment?

When I was in Hongxiufang, a pair of eyes would follow me absentmindedly.

The first time I jumped onto the roof, the number of eyes watching me increased to five.

When I jumped to the backyard of Mr. Wang's house across the street, they almost couldn't help but jump out.

Now I’m going door to door in the Soy Sauce Alley in the back, and there are only two pairs of eyes left.

I guess there will only be one pair left soon.

The above is just what I can vaguely perceive at my current level.

The stronger the internal force, the more obvious the perception. When the internal force stimulates the divine will and integrates the spirit into the sword moves, the perception is the strongest.

But is that all I noticed?
Are there any eyes prying at me from behind, without my knowledge?
If so, I'm in danger.

You know what I mean?

They will rescue you and then stab me with the sword.

Sometimes I really want to take you to see Sister Jinlian, and take you to Soy Sauce Lane to listen to Aunt Zhang and Uncle Li gossip about other people.

This is not difficult for me.

But I held back.

You are the daughter of a noble prime minister, and the Prince of Qinghe deliberately threw her into the teaching office. If your father and his friends are still alive and have blood in their veins, they will be furious and unbearable.
Letting you stay in Jiaosifang means forcing them to come out immediately.

Your uncles who are immortals may jump out at any time.

At that time, it will inevitably be a brutal battle between humans and immortals.

I can’t bear it, and neither can Jinlian or Aunt Zhang. "

She moved her right hand away from Hongqiu's neck.

Hongqiu remained in a diving posture, motionless.

Xiaoyu didn't stay in the water all night.

She didn't really mind diving all the time, but she didn't want to seem more alien.

There is a night watchman in Tianmen Town. After three o'clock in the morning, she will climb out of the water and go back to bed to sleep obediently.

There was only one bed in the room, about 1.2 meters wide. Hongqiu was on one end and she slept on the other.

As usual, they woke up at almost the same time.

Today seemed to be the same as in the past, but they looked at each other and a slight smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

A tacit understanding and harmony that is difficult to describe in words appeared between the two people.

If Hongqiu was an ordinary little girl, Xiaoyu would not have said those "good friend words" to her.

She would never say something similar to Ziying.

Even if her friendship with Ziying is a little deeper.

Purple cherry is precocious, red lotus is precocious. Precocity is forced by the environment, while precocity is a gift.

Xiaoyu has some sympathy and care for Ziying as if she were a child; and he has some genuine recognition of their equality of mind towards Hongqiu, and this kind of equality is the foundation of friendship.

In the morning, Hongxiufang Yihongyuan.

"Sister Jinlian, you're back so soon. I thought you would stay in Yingxiang Mansion for a few more days."

After all, she is now Jinlian's partner: she teaches Jinlian swordsmanship, and Jinlian takes her to social events.

Once Jinlian returns home, she must fulfill her promise and serve as her swordsmanship teacher during the Si hour (9 to 11 o'clock).

"I also want to stay a few more days, what a pity." Jinlian sighed with a disappointed look.

Xiaoyu looked at Chuner.

Chun'er was dazed and didn't react at all.

"By the way, I have some news about the Guan Mansion. Do you want to know?"

Jinlian looked at Xiaoyu and asked.

Xiaoyu didn't refuse, "What's the matter?"

"Yesterday, General Guan Huchen took his precious horse and rode in a flying carriage and left the West." Jinlian said.

"Where to go after leaving the West?" Xiaoyu asked in surprise.

Guan Huchen’s serious injuries have all healed?
It's not even an injury.

She was very sure that Guan Huchen died in Feixiandu!

It would take several days to rush back to Yingxiang Mansion from Feixiandu. The body would have stink and rotted by then, right?

How much did Guan Chenghuang pay to bring him back to life?

Even if he is resurrected, he will be seriously injured.

Judging from the information that has been circulating, it would not be surprising if he takes two to three years to recover from his injury.

"Cross the Liusha River and go to the Eastern Celestial Empire. It is said that we will join the Northwest Army of the Qin Dynasty." Jinlian said.

Xiao Yu frowned and said, "With the death of the Emperor, I'm afraid that the Qin Empire is not at peace now."

Jinlian stared at her face and said, "That's right. The Qin Empire is not peaceful, so the general has a place to use his talents."

"Alas, I will go to the City God Temple someday to pray for General Guan. I don't need to pray, Grand Ancestor Guan will naturally bless General Guan."

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Apart from the City God Temple, are there any other temples in Tianmen Town? They have to be particularly effective."

Chun Er smiled and said, "There are many, such as Yue Temple, Xianyun Temple, and Faneng Temple, all of which are very popular."

Jinlian still stared at Xiaoyu's face and asked, "Do you know why General Guan left the West?"

Xiaoyu was alert in her heart: Could this little bitch be Madam Wen's spy?

But her sword bone is broken, and she has entered the Jiaosifang. Why are they still thinking about her?
Could it be that she has been too high-profile recently?
"Isn't it because the Qin Empire is not peaceful, so it is a good time for the general to seek a career?"

"This is one reason. A lot of things have happened to the Guan family recently. Have you heard about it?" Jinlian asked.

Xiaoyu wanted to pretend she didn't know.

But Aunt Zhang, Widow Huang, and Uncle Li’s “long tongue skills” are too high and too powerful.

There are four versions of the story about how Mrs. Wen had an affair with Guan Wenlong.

Each version is described in detail, and is comparable to the banned book "Jin Ping Mei".

She couldn't pretend she didn't know.

Even if Jinlian didn't reveal the news of Hu Chen's crossing to the east today, Xiaoyu could guarantee that she would find out from Soy Sauce Lane within a few days.

"I've heard a little bit about it. Oh, it's all my fault." Xiao Yu said with a look of self-blame, "I was planning to join this family, I really didn't think of tearing it down."

Jinlian's expression twisted slightly.

Ziying noticed that the atmosphere was different and said with a chuckle, "It's almost time for lunch, Sister Jinlian, let's practice swordplay. You missed a class yesterday!"

Jinlian poked her head out to take a look at the outer courtyard and said, "We are not going to practice swords today. We are going to meet a 'goddess' with great magical powers."

"What fairy grandma?" Ziying asked curiously.

Just at this moment, an elderly aunt came in from the courtyard gate and shouted, "Miss Jinlian, Aunt Feng is asking to see you at the gate of the outer courtyard. She said she has an appointment with you."

"Yes, we made an appointment yesterday. Let grandma in quickly. Wait a moment, let me pick her up in person!"

Jinlian stood up in a panic, and seeing Xiaoyu still sitting in the chair, she went over and pulled her up, and warned her seriously: "Xiao Fengxian, don't do anything rash later!

Grandma Feng is the mother of Buddha, the daughter of Taoism, and the sister of Queen Mother. She is already 130 years old this year. She has supernatural powers, remains eternally youthful, and knows and can do everything.

I invited her here today to predict my future, and I am embarrassing the boss.

You are lucky to have a little bit of my help, so you should cherish it, understand?"

Xiao Yu wanted to grab her ears and shout into her empty brain: Sister Jinlian, is your earwax blocking the wisdom gate in your brain? Mother of Buddha, daughter of Dao Zun, sister of Queen Mother, how can you say that!
"I understand. Of course I understand. Women call each other 'godmother' and men 'godfather'."

Jinlian nodded reluctantly, "It's a bit perfunctory, but it's polite enough."

(End of this chapter)