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After walking a few steps, he asked:
"What happened in Qiaojia Village? It's not a festival for sacrifices, so why are we holding sacrifices?"
Xu Jiaorong has worked conscientiously in the Zhang Mansion for many years, taking care of Zhang Yutang without complaint. Many servants have already regarded Xu Jiaorong as their future mistress by default.
Moreover, no servants knew about what happened last night, and Zhang Yutang, Mrs. Zhang, and Xu Jiaorong would not tell anyone about it, so although A Bao was wondering why the always free and easy young master had red eyes, he didn't think much about it.
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Hearing Zhang Yutang's question, he felt a little excited:
"Sir, you have been studying calligraphy, reading, and practicing sword drawing and talismans these days. You have no idea that something big has happened outside."
"Tell me, what good thing can come out of your mouth? Looking at your excitement, I'll know what bad thing is coming."
Looking at the excited Abao, Zhang Yutang curled his lips:
"I remember five years ago, you said that something earth-shattering happened outside. The result was that the so-called White Lotus Flying Sky turned into a demon and caused mischief. I don't know how many people died. Since then, for so many years, I haven't heard anything from you.
I heard something big happened here, and if you talk about something big this time, it probably won’t be a good thing.”
"Young Master, I don't mean to say that."
Abao was dejected:
"Abao is not a crow's mouth. This matter is really big. I heard that in addition to offering sacrifices to the Qiantang Water God, Qiaojia Village also sent people to Jinshan Temple to invite the flying old monk."
"Are you going to invite Fahai?"
Since meeting Fahai for the first time, Zhang Yutang has been paying attention to his whereabouts. Over the years, Fahai has been cultivating in Jinshan Temple and rarely comes out. As time goes by, Zhang Yutang has almost forgotten the existence of this person.
Already.
I heard A Bao talk about it today and asked:
"Don't be downcast anymore. Tell me what happened in Qiaojiacun and how did it alert Zen Master Fahai?"
Po raised his head and his face changed, just like the sky in June, which quickly turned from dark clouds to clear:
"Young master, I don't know. I heard that dozens of people in Qiaojia Village had the same dream on the same night. They dreamed of a god who claimed to be the water god of the West Lake and asked the people of Qiaojia Village to sacrifice boys.
The virgins went to serve the water god."
"Who knows, the people in Qiaojia Village are not willing to donate their children to the West Lake Water God. Moreover, most people in Qiaojia Village believe in the Qiantang Water God and are not willing to obey the West Lake Water God."
"By the way, sir, have you ever heard of the West Lake Water God? That would be that god. Why have I never heard of it?"
Zhang Yutang nodded and said:
"Yes, children are the cherished hearts of their parents. Who would want to give their child to an inexplicable water god to serve for no reason?"
"It's just that if they don't do this, they won't be afraid of offending the West Lake Water God. God is looking for trouble for them. Or are they inviting Fahai here just to surrender a water god? This is too much of a joke."
"The water god has brought blessings to one party. Doesn't he have the right to command several boys and girls?"
Abao chuckled:
"Never mind them, there is a good show this time. I heard them say that if the boys and girls are not enshrined, the water god of the West Lake will launch a flood and flood Qiaojia Village. However, this time they invited Fahai.
We are also offering sacrifices to the Qiantang Water God. Maybe we can see the gods fighting. The fight between the gods is extraordinary. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil and I wish I could fight for him."
"What's so exciting about gods fighting?"
Zhang Yutang said:
"When gods fight, mortals suffer. Once they fight, floods will surge into the sky, magical powers will fly everywhere, and the people nearby will suffer."
"That's all, I'm going to see what's going on."
"Sir, where are you going?"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Yutang froze and stood there, his voice a little unnatural:
"I just want to go out and have a look and take a walk."
The bright and lovely Xu Jiaorong came from a distance, the sun shone on her body, the breath of youth filled the air, a bright smile on her face, white teeth and bright eyes:
"Can I go out with the young master?"
"Are you okay?"
Turning around with difficulty, he looked at Xu Jiaorong with a smile on her face. She didn't look like someone who had been hit. She felt relieved in her heart, and even felt a little more happy and a little disappointed.
"As long as you are willing, of course you can come with me."
For some reason, Zhang Yutang never mentioned that he recognized her as his sister last night, and even felt disgusted with the title in his heart, thinking:
"What's wrong with me? Could it be that I have fallen in love with this woman without knowing it?"
Looking up, Xu Jiao's face under the sun is extremely beautiful, with a delicate face, a dignified temperament, black hair blowing in the wind, and a delicate body that is curved forward and backward, plump and firm, and looks fatal.
attraction.
Xu Jiaorong nodded happily, with a smile on her face:
"Okay, let's go."
Abao smiled and said:
"Sister Jiaorong, do you think I want to go? Look at how powerful I am. If I meet a swinger, I will definitely fight for Sister Jiaorong, even to the death."
Xu Jiaorong turned around and rolled her eyes at Abao:
"When you are able to defeat the young master, I am considering whether to take you out. If I take you out and you are beaten to a bloody head, wouldn't it be a loss of the young master's face?"
"Am I that bad?"
Abao said depressedly:
"In the past five years, I have been studying and practicing hard day and night, and I have practiced the Yangyang chapter of the Yang Yang chapter passed down to me by the young master to the point that I am invincible in the West Lake."
"With just those two moves of yours, you can overwhelm women and children."
Xu Jiaorong said sarcastically:
"I believe that every child less than one meter tall will not be your opponent. You are already invincible among them."
"It's such a shock to me that I won't go."
Abao turned his head and said:
"Hmph, if I'm not here, I'll wait until the young master eats you up. Don't regret it."
"screw you!"
Xu Jiaorong blushed:
"You're going to die, aren't you? I haven't taught you a lesson in a few days, and you are becoming more and more useless."
"Hey, what's the matter? No one in the house knows. Sooner or later, you will belong to the young master."
Abao smiled and ran away:
"You have been waiting for me for so many years. Even if I drive you out, are you willing to leave? Besides, even if you go out, who would dare to marry you? You are the woman chosen by our master's mentor."
"If anyone dares to marry you, he will be drowned in the spit of all the scholars in the world."
"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Yutang felt a little embarrassed:
"Well - let's go quickly. A Bao has been talking nonsense since he was a child. Ignore him."
With that said, Zhang Yutang hurriedly walked out of the house alone, and Zhang Yutang didn't know what to do if A Bao continued to talk to him.
"Gege——"
The house was filled with Xu Jiaorong’s clear and ringing laughter:
"Sir, don't walk too fast, wait for me."
"Then you hurry up, I'll walk slower."
Zhang Yutang in front slowly slowed down, waiting for Xu Jiaorong. When Xu Jiaorong came up, they walked together towards Qiaojiacun. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register for Piaotian Literature
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