On the street in front of Qiao Guanyuan's house, there was a grand banquet with guests. It was full of distinguished guests, noisy and lively, and wine and dishes made of various spiritual creatures were served at reasonable prices.
"You have worked hard these days, Qiao Mou, I would like to toast you all." Qiao Guanyuan stood up with high spirits, bowed in a circle, then raised his wine glass and said loudly.
There is no trace of the decline caused by the assassination a few days ago:
"In addition, Mr. Qiao also took this rare opportunity to say a few things. First, from now on, there will be no night watch group. We will change our name to the Linghu Gang."
"It should have been like this a long time ago. The night watch team sounds nondescript."
"Yes, Gang Leader Qiao."
"What a name! It's a domineering name!"
Qiao Guanyuan pressed his hands, and everyone immediately fell silent. He continued: "Second, I decided to defeat the Giant Bear Gang within ten days and make Zhao Ding pay the price with blood."
As he spoke, he raised his head and drank all the spiritual wine in the cup. The cup was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"good!"
"Kill his motherfucker."
"What the hell, Zhao Ding, dares to compete with our Gang Leader Qiao!"
"He even engaged in assassination. He is truly a despicable and shameless person."
"Our night patrol team... no, when the Linghu Gang came out, the Giant Bear Gang still didn't know who the mother was."
All the gang members made noises one after another, their faces were red and their ears were red, and the tables were clapping loudly.
Qiao Guanyuan sat down with a smile on his face. Everyone came up to propose a toast, and everyone was flattering him. He changed the wine glasses, chatting and laughing loudly, while the wine was drying up. He was so heroic and high-spirited.
When the wine is flowing and the ears are hot.
A member of the gang came over in small steps, leaned into Qiao Guanyuan's ear, and whispered a few words.
Qiao Guanyuan's smile gradually faded, and there was a hint of coldness on his face: "Send a few more people to keep an eye on him and see if there is any abnormal movement?"
…
Talisman making room.
Various useless talismans and draft papers are piled up messily on the table, with various ghostly talismans densely drawn on them.
The arrow avoidance talisman is a brand new talisman for Chen Li. There is no fragmentary memory to rely on. He has to explore and study everything step by step.
There are strict standards for a talisman to be passed down, turned on and opened, and there are all kinds of particularities in the way of writing. When should it be soft yet strong, when should it be wrapped in iron, what should be strong and powerful, and what should be continuous.
...Coupled with various spiritual power output techniques, it becomes countless times more complicated.
The knowledge in the books is often "little talk," and the descriptions are rough and succinct and often hidden. These require Chen Li to explore one by one and detect mines one by one.
Fortunately, now, he is no longer as cash-strapped as he was when he first traveled through time, unable to afford even a few talisman skins.
Being wealthy, he can take countless chances to try without fear of failure.
He took out another talisman skin.
Skillfully train the mind, calm down, pray to heaven and earth, and a set of rituals are completed.
Chen Li pulled up his sleeves, picked up the pen, dipped it in the blood ink, and started writing smoothly. However, only halfway through the drawing, green smoke slowly came out from the skin of the talisman with a "squeaking" sound.
Paint again, fail again!
He picked up the useless talisman and carefully studied the possible errors and omissions. Then he took out a pen and paper and began to write a summary of this experience. As he wrote, he couldn't help but feel agitated.
"Why should I waste my time here!"
"Why should I stay in this damn talisman-making room and draw such damn talismans that are inferior to shit!"
He looked at the pile of useless talismans and drafts in front of him, wishing he could throw them all into the trash can, out of sight.
Hearing the sound of chopping wood outside and feeling the irritability in his heart, he simply put down his pen, stood up and left the Talisman Making Room, preparing to go for a walk outside to change his mood.
The late autumn evening sun shines on my face, bringing with it a faint warmth.
The bald tree still stubbornly retained the last few dead leaves, as if to show off that it was not really bald.
"I'm chopping firewood!" Chen Li said when he had nothing to say.
Zhou Hong held a hatchet and sat on the boulder at the door, chopping firewood. Since Gao Bo's death, she rarely ventured out anymore. Chen Li could often see her at home, and the two of them came and went.
The relationship gradually became harmonious.
Zhou Hong glanced at him: "Virtue!"
Chen Li suddenly became energetic and said with a smile: "I'm the best at chopping wood. Get out of the way and I'll help you!"
Zhou Hong declined several times, but she couldn't resist Chen Li, so she had no choice but to give up her position with her red robe in hand.
Chen Li sat down in the boulder, held the hatchet, lifted up a log, and skillfully chopped firewood: "In the future, if you have any rough work like that, just ask me to do it. I am a body refiner, and I have a handful of firewood."
Sublime strength."
Zhou Hong looked at Chen Li, who seemed to be in a trance. He pinched the corner of his clothes and hesitated for a while before lightly opening his lips: "I understand what you mean. You really want to get along with me. You have to think about it. I have had a man before."
of."
He blushed as he spoke.
"Ah!" Chen Li couldn't react. Zhou Hong's brain circuit always caught him off guard. Why did his style of chatting become like this? The two of them seemed to be no longer on the same channel.
With an impulse in his heart, he blurted out: "I want to be good with you."
"Come in, close the door!" Zhou Hong said with a blushing face, shy and a little tempted, she lowered her head and turned around to get into the door.
Chen Li said "ah" again, his heart pounding, and the hatchet subconsciously dropped to the ground, and he followed it in a daze.
As soon as I entered the door, I was grabbed by my robe.
…
On this day, Chen Li, who had been single for many years, finally realized the hotness and enthusiasm, obsession and tenderness of women in this world.
afterwards.
Zhou Hong snuggled into his arms softly and whispered:
"Since we will live together in the future, you will be in charge of the house. I still have some savings here, and I will give them to you when the time comes... It is better not to go to Goulan after that. Those women practice evil arts, and their bodies will break down if they do it too often.
"
Chen Li couldn't stand this big pot and said: "I haven't even gone to this!"
"You said you didn't go, so you didn't go." Zhou Hong was uncharacteristically gentle and said with a longing for the future: "From now on, you draw talismans to support your family, and I will serve you well at home. Live a peaceful life and never take risks again."
"Yes!" Chen Li nodded, knowing that the other party was thinking of that chaotic night again, and comforted: "It's all over!"
…
Chen Li reconciles yin and yang, and the irritability caused by failure to draw talismans disappears.
Early the next morning.
Chen Li sat in the talisman-making room again feeling refreshed.
Thinking of Zhou Hong in his mind, he couldn't help but smile. Although he was a little impulsive yesterday and was completely fascinated by women, but now he has sobered up, he has nothing to regret.
Zhou Hongren is beautiful and has a good figure. Although she looks aggressive, she is actually very traditional in her heart. Once she starts living her life, she respects her husband.
Even in the strict sense, she is not really a widow, and she is not married. At best, she has an ex-boyfriend, who is still dead.
For a forty-one-year-old bachelor, what else could he ask for?