My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 169 Major Discovery!

"These damn fools," the Empress sighed, who had been eavesdropping on the other end of the Conch Shell.

Why didn't she speak up to stop it?

Because her gossip-loving spirit is also burning brightly!

And so, nothing was said that night.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Wu Qiong was still fighting with several young ladies in his sleep.

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

Wu Qiong frowned and got up. In his dream, he had just beaten up the young ladies until their clothes ripped off, and was about to show off his manly prowess when he was woken up by the knocking on the door.

"Who!" Wu Qiong asked in a low voice.

If you can't give a clear answer, then don't blame him for being impolite!

"Me!" the person outside the door whispered.

"Who the hell are you?!" Wu Qiong was even more furious when the person knocking on the door wasn't a young lady from Yunxiao Sect.

"It's me! Simon!" the person outside the door continued in a low voice.

Wu Qiong frowned, got up, and opened the door: "What are you doing so early?"

Ximen Ji looked around, then darted into Wu Qiong's house, saying helplessly, "Didn't you say you wanted to explore my brother's house, Brother Wu?"

Wu Qiong, still half-asleep, said, "Oh, I forgot."

Everyone makes resolutions about what tomorrow will bring, but most of them only remain at the stage of thinking.

Just like some authors who are determined to update five chapters a day, but in reality they only update two chapters a day.

"Forgot?!" Ximen Ji glared with bloodshot eyes, his voice filled with murderous intent as he gritted his teeth and said, "I tossed and turned all night without sleeping, and you say you forgot?!"

"Alright, alright, go, go!" Wu Qiong rubbed his eyes and yawned. "I'll go after I change my clothes. Brother Ximen, you go and call the master and the Daoist brother first."

"Don't waste time!" Simon said, turning and leaving.

Wu Qiong shook his head and went to wash up helplessly.

Two incense sticks later, inside Wu Qiong's house.

The four people, dressed neatly, gathered together.

"So how do I do it?" the person seeking abstinence asked impatiently.

His gossip-loving spirit had been burning all night; he couldn't find peace of mind without knowing the truth.

"I was secretly observing just now and saw that my elder brother went to the back mountain for meditation. He usually stays there for about an hour, so let's hurry to his room now," Ximen analyzed calmly.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Wu Qiong concluded.

Fifteen minutes later, four figures appeared at the entrance of Ximen Chui's bedroom.

"Why haven't we seen a single patrolling guard along the way? Could there be an ambush inside the house?" Jie Se frowned.

"Master is overthinking it," Ximen Ji laughed. "Big Brother is already the strongest expert in the Cloud Soaring Sect. If someone could sneak in here unnoticed and defeat Big Brother, then no amount of guards would be of any use."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go in." Wu Qiong lifted his foot and walked forward.

"Wait!" Simon grabbed him, took a few deep breaths, and said firmly, "I'll do it!"

squeak-

The door was pushed open.

Four thieves filed in, and Ye Qingxuan, who was standing at the back, naturally closed the door.

He used to close the door behind him when he accompanied Master Ziyang to brothels.

This is an ordinary little house.

No, it's not ordinary.

Because ordinary small houses have cabinets and tables, but this small house had nothing but a bed, and could be described as bare.

"This is no good, Brother Ximen," Wu Qiong complained. "It's completely useless!"

Disappointed, extremely disappointed.

"Phew," Simon let out a light sigh, as if he had put down a burden.

He looked relaxed: "Looks like there's no need to guess anymore, it's my older brother. He really is my older brother."

"Not necessarily." Jie Se's eyes flickered. "If your older brother had hidden it for ten or twenty years, there's no way he'd have such a large gash on his buttocks. There must be something fishy going on inside!"

So he crawled around on all fours.

"..." Wu Qiong slapped his forehead and said helplessly, "Master, what are you doing? Also, that's called a flaw, not a hole in the buttocks. Can you please be a little more dignified?"

"Shut up, that's called being reserved!" Jie Se retorted, turning around before continuing to crawl around aimlessly: "According to this humble monk's deduction, there must be a hidden compartment in the room, either on the floor or in the wall. You all come and look for it together."

"No way," Simon Ji wavered once again.

So he lay on the ground and ran around frantically, trying to find some evidence that could confirm his older brother's gender.

"Senior brother, Benefactor Ximen, you two don't look very good together," Ye Qingxuan said, shaking his head.

Old Wu was greatly relieved, at least there was still a normal person among them.

But

Before Ye Qingxuan could finish speaking, he said, "Instead of looking on the ground, why not look at the walls?"

He went to look for a hidden compartment on the wall.

I was wrong, there wasn't a single normal person among them.

Wu Qiong sighed and walked to the only piece of furniture in the room—the bed.

"Brother Wu, I observed it when I approached earlier. Not only is there no fragrance on the bed, but it's also covered in a layer of dust. I guess my elder brother hasn't slept in bed for a long time," Ximen Ji said, turning around from his position on the ground.

"Are you fucking a pervert?!" Wu Qiong was speechless, then he sneered, "It's normal not to smell nice. Who smells nice every day?"

"No, Brother Wu," Jie Se also turned around and said, "In the storytellers' tales, the girls all have a natural fragrance."

"That's because it's been marinated thoroughly," Wu Qiong said dismissively. "You've all had braised beef, right?"

"I've eaten, what's wrong?" Abstinence replied.

Ximen Ji glanced at him. This monk made no attempt to hide his violation of the precept of eating meat. Wasn't he afraid that the Shaolin Temple would find out and punish him?

Of course not! Who in Shaolin Temple doesn't eat meat?

"The reason why braised beef is so delicious is because the sauce has been thoroughly absorbed," Wu Qiong replied. "Similarly, the reason why a young lady smells so good is because the spices and cosmetics have been thoroughly absorbed."

Abstinence from pornography: "."

Don't cruelly shatter his beautiful fantasy about the girl, you bastard!

After being reprimanded for abstaining from sex again, Wu Qiong was in a great mood and began to carefully observe the suspicious things on the bed.

However, there was only a wooden pillow on the bed, and not even a blanket.

However, Wu Qiong still noticed something amiss.

In this completely undecorated little house, there was a toy wooden sword next to the pillow!

The wooden sword was no longer than the palm of a hand, which shouldn't have been a problem, but the more Wu Qiong looked at the small wooden sword, the more familiar it seemed.

He bent down, picked it up, and took a closer look.

Isn't this the Master Sword of some cuckolded character?!

I must say, the carving is quite realistic.

Wu Qiong observed more closely and discovered two small characters engraved on the sword: "Blowing Snow".

Could this handsome Ximen be a time traveler? Was his original name Chuixue, but due to copyright issues, he had to change it to Ximen Chui?

Wu Qiong held the toy wooden sword in his hand, lost in deep thought.

Just as Wu Qiong was deep in thought, while the other three were either sticking their butts out or climbing over the wall.

A cold voice rang out: "Have you seen enough?"

Wu Qiong replied instinctively, "Not yet."

Then he suddenly jolted awake and turned around—

Ximen Chui stood by the door, which had been opened at some point, and looked at him coldly.

(End of this chapter)