My wife is the sect leader

At this moment, a black shadow happily ran over.

"Tan Yun, that seems to be your shoe, right?"

An Jing pointed at Little Hei Zai.

"It really is."

Tan Yun suddenly became angry, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and chased after him.

"Ma'am, let's eat now."

An Jing quickly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of fish and put them in Zhao Qingmei's bowl.

Seeing this warm scene, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help smiling.

Chapter 123

Jishitang, the night is fading.

The cold air has dissipated, and early spring is gradually approaching.

But the temperature is still a bit cold, and the snow on the road has not completely dissipated.

"doctor...."

A woman in her 30s was sitting upright, with a nervous tone in her tone.

"Don't be so flustered, night sweats and dreams are caused by spleen and stomach yin deficiency."

An Jing smiled and said, "I'll prescribe you a medicine later, brew it for an hour a day, take it for five days, and then go home and take care of it for half a month. There shouldn't be any problems."

Hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Dr. An, I'm really sorry to bother Dr. An at such a late hour."

"It's okay, it's a good thing you came early, otherwise I might go out for consultation later."

An Jing waved his hand, then went to the counter to grab the medicine, and carefully wrapped it in kraft paper.

The woman's face was full of gratitude, and she kept bowing before she walked away slowly.

"It's time to close for consultation."

An Jing murmured to himself, then stepped forward and prepared to close the door panels on the door of the medical hall.

"Brother An, wait a minute."

At this moment, a rapid voice sounded.

Following the voice, it was Han Wenxin.

"Brother Han, why are you here today?"

An Jing couldn't help asking.

At this point in time, Han Wenxin shouldn't be here.

"I'll drink a glass of water first."

Han Wenxin sat down on his ass, then grunted hard, and said, "I'm really exhausted these few days. I have a very happy event to tell you about my visit today."

Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun also heard the movement and walked out from the backyard.

"Who did I say, it turned out to be Han Butou." Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "It's been a while since I saw it."

"Brothers and sisters, be polite."

Han Wenxin cupped his hands, and said with a bitter face: "It's not that the Bodhisattva of Faxi Temple opened the altar to teach the Dharma. After the original Yuheng Sword Sect's head fought with the Puhui Bodhisattva, the turmoil of this matter should gradually dissipate. I don’t know where, another foolish swordsman popped out and defeated the Puhui Bodhisattva, good fellow, the people in the rivers and lakes went crazy to inquire about the whereabouts of this swordsman, and made the city of Yuzhou restless.”

Several days have passed since the battle between An Jing and Puhui Bodhisattva, but the turmoil has not stopped. People in the Jianghu are becoming more and more curious about the real identity of this ghost swordsman. Many spies from various forces came to inquire about the news of this ghost swordsman.

And this news is still spreading to all parts of Dayan. If what the ghost swordsman did before was only famous in Jiangnan Road, then the whole Dayan has set off a wave now.

Although some people later suspected that Puhui Bodhisattva had been injured by Lin Yiyang, this could not conceal the fact that Puhui Bodhisattva was defeated.

This made Yuzhou City still have turmoil both in the open and in the dark.

But Tan Yun said softly beside him: "This swordsman is so powerful, how can he be a coward......"

An Jing frowned and glanced at Han Wenxin, as if Han Wenxin was shouting at him: Come hit me, come hit me...

Han Wenxin rubbed his chin, and said to himself: "You said that an open challenge is not good, you have to be sneaky, and when this person appears, he hides his head and shows his tail, hiding his body, so there is a problem at first sight... ...in my opinion."

Tan Yun asked: "Does Han Butou know his identity?"

Han Wenxin sneered and said, "This person is most likely a flower picker, Zhuo Yuchang, a well-known master in the world."

"how can that be!?"

An Jing said angrily when he heard this.

The Holy Hand Zhuo Yuchang, of course he has heard of it, he is a flower picker who runs between Yan and Zhao, he is quite legendary, he is different from other flower pickers, he likes women, married wives, widows... It is rumored that they are also extremely good-looking, so those women not only will not report the crime after picking flowers, but even think about it day and night, unable to control themselves.

There are even more infatuated people who look forward to his return every night, so very few people report to him.

But even so, Zhuo Yuchang is still the flower-picking thief that everyone can punish in the Jianghu.

It's just that the sword he uses doesn't have any resemblance to that Zhuo Yuchang's martial arts, I really don't know how he associates it together.

"In my opinion, it's very possible." The more Han Wenxin thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right.

It's just that he didn't see Tan Yun next to him, who was looking at him with gritted teeth.

"Brother Han, don't think so much, even Zhuo Yuchang has nothing to do with you." An Jing patted Han Wenxin on the shoulder.

"By the way, I almost forgot, today I am mainly a good thing for you masters."

Han Wenxin patted An Jing's shoulder, straightened his clothes, and said excitedly: "Ms. Han felt something yesterday, his heart was surging, his energy was bursting, he was blessed to the soul, his body's meridians were well-developed, and he finally entered the realm of the sixth rank."

In fact, Han Wenxin was able to reach the sixth rank so quickly, and those few beatings were indispensable, but he couldn't say that.

He felt that he was able to reach the sixth grade, all because of his hard work in the Goulan every day.

"congratulations!"

"Sixth rank is middle third rank."

"Han Butou is really powerful."

The three looked at Han Wenxin with a serious face, and quickly congratulated him.

There was a smile on An Jing's face, but there was a slander in his heart. I thought I had stepped into a master.

Tan Yun also had a smile on his face: "Rank [-], I will let you know the strength of Rank [-] tonight."

Han Wenxin's face was full of excitement, and the excitement was beyond words. Naturally, he didn't know what the two of them were thinking.

Zhao Qingmei teased from the side: "I remember that Han Butou once said that he wanted to search for demons, what happened recently..."

"Hush...sister and sister must not say such words."

Han Wenxin's body trembled, and he quickly stopped Zhao Qingmei's words, then carefully glanced towards the outside of the hall, and said worriedly: "This demon sect is so powerful, it is said that spies are everywhere, we must be careful when we talk about it." yes."

Ever since Zhou Xianming talked with Han Wenxin, although he didn't care about it on the surface, he secretly remembered it in his heart.

Han Wenxin also knows that he has an unrestrained temperament, and this bad habit cannot be changed, but he has to restrain himself. If Zhou Xian really hits the mark, it will be a disaster without reason.

All in all, he was afraid.

Tan Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Yo, Han Butou, you are..."

An Jing looked at Han Wenxin's look around, looking around, and found it even more funny.

"The Devil's Cult is ruthless... Let's not mention it, don't mention it."

Han Wenxin laughed twice, looked at An Jing and said, "Brother An, the Faxi Temple has opened its gates to recruit monks. I see that many people have gone to Faxi Temple to learn from teachers recently. My father also Let me also go to Faxi Temple to learn some martial arts, and cultivate my body and mind by the way..."

After Puhui Bodhisattva opened the altar to teach the Dharma, ancient Buddhist temples around the world opened one after another to recruit lay disciples and monks.

Buddhism is one of the oldest sects today. Not only are there many masters in the sect, but also the martial arts classics in the Pure Land are rare in the world, and it is difficult to compare with the mysterious and unpredictable existence.

After all, the Xuanmen, which was able to compete with it back then, has now been torn apart. The Taoist master has not been seen for thousands of years, and the most profound martial arts "Jade Emperor Sutra" is also lost.

In the past, Buddhism was forbidden to spread martial arts in Jianghu, and Buddhism was also a taboo. People in Jianghu obtained Buddhist martial arts secretly and privately. If they want to learn advanced Buddhist martial arts, they can only go to the Pure Land of the Western Regions.

But now that the confinement has been completely opened, and the imperial court even upholds Buddhism, how can people in the world not be moved when they see this?Suddenly, it was as if sharks smelled blood and swarmed towards them.

Just for Faxi Temple, in the past few days, hundreds of people from all walks of life have stepped into the gate of the temple, wanting to learn from teachers, and some of them are young heroes with excellent bones.

There are also endless streams of ancient temples and mountain gates in other places.

And there were countless pilgrims who went up to the mountain to worship the Buddha.

For a while, the great prosperity of Buddhism has begun to take shape, but it will take a long time to stabilize.

An Jing asked strangely: "You agree?"

"I'm still thinking."

Han Wenxin let out a long sigh.

An Jing knew what Han Wenxin was worried about, so he didn't say anything.

"By the way, what time is it?" Han Wenxin asked suddenly.

"It's almost Hai hour."

Zhao Qingmei replied.

"Let's not talk about it, I have something urgent to do, so I'm leaving first."

Han Wenxin heard it and was about to stand up and say goodbye.

An Jing grabbed the small medicine box next to her and said, "Ma'am, I also went to see a doctor, and I may come back later today."

Tonight, he intends to go to Liumu Villa to check out the purple opportunity.

"Remember to come back early."

Zhao Qingmei exhorted.

"understood."

An Jing responded, and hurriedly followed Han Wenxin away.

"Brother An, are you in a bad mood recently?"

Han Wenxin looked at An Jing at the side, winked and said: "Let me tell you, the painting boats in the Red Pavilion will not be open, but a new oiran has appeared on the river, and he looks extremely beautiful. Up to now, only Mr. Ming has become a first-time guest." The guest of..."

Li Yue has only been away for a few days, it seems that people have already forgotten her.

The flowing water falls and the flowers fall, and the spring is gone. In the sky and on earth, how can there be new people in this world.

"No."

An Jing looked at Han Wenxin's smirk, and said involuntarily, "I'm really going to see a doctor."

"Really?"

Han Wen Xin doubted.

Just now when he saw An Jing coming out with him, he thought it was because he couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to have fun with him.

"What are you doing to lie to you?"

An Jing said angrily, "I'm going to the south of the city, so let's go in different ways."

"That's really a pity, Brother An, do you want to go to Buddhism to learn some martial arts?"

Han Wenxin sighed, and said: "Since watching the battle that day, I feel that my cultivation is still far behind, and I must improve my strength..."

An Jing shook his head and said, "But if you go to Faxi Temple to practice, you can no longer listen to music."

"That's what's on my mind."

Feeling lost, Han Wenxin said faintly, "It would be great if we could find that holy hand."

"What are you doing with that flower picker?"

"I don't know how ingenious his holy hand is, and whether it is really as rumored. If I learn it, I can save a lot of fees for hooking."

........

Ji Shi Tang.

After seeing An Jing leave, Zhao Qingmei said: "Tan Yun, I'm going out tonight, you stay at home."

"Miss, that uncle came back suddenly, what should I say?"