My wife is the sect leader

Zhao Qingmei turned her head and glanced at Li Fuzhou.

"The way of a gentleman is like traveling far, and he must be humble like climbing a high place. His subordinates understand."

Li Fuzhou looked into those eyes, leaned down and said: "But that little doctor has no strength to restrain a chicken, if someone wants..."

"So you came just in time." The corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth curved slightly.

"Master, do you mean to let me go...?"

Li Fuzhou frowned slightly.

Who is he?

The suzerain of the Tianwai Tianren sect, even in the demon sect, is a ghost.

Similar to the eunuch who is one of the three eunuchs under the command of the Great Yan Emperor, such a person wants to protect a young doctor?

"Yes."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, "Third Master, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Ok."

Hearing what Zhao Qingmei said, Li Fuzhou could only respond, and then seemed to think of something, "When I came to Yuzhou, I heard that there was a peerless swordsman in Yuzhou City, it is said that he is a master of my Demon Cult......? "

The Cao Gang is the top gang in Dayan. Tie Yunshan, one of the Seven Great King Kongs, was killed and then the head of the city was bloodbathed. That was a big deal. He got a lot of buzz along the way.

Moreover, he is the head of Renzong, and he is the first to listen to the world's news itself.

There was such a master in the teaching, he didn't even know it.

Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "This person is not from my Demon Sect, it should be the Cao Gang to confuse the public and use other people's hands to deal with this swordsman."

"The Cao Gang is really courageous. If the swordsman is really a member of my Demon Cult, he is completely provoking my Demon Cult. It seems that my Demon Cult has not been a big swallow for a long time, and its power has gradually dissipated."

Li Fuzhou laughed lightly: "When I came here, I heard that the Pure Land Leiyin Temple was also making moves. It seemed that I was going to come to Faxi Temple. This Jiangnan Road is really quite lively."

"People from the Buddhist sect? Are they finally taking action?" Zhao Qingmei said in a condensed voice.

"Yes."

Li Fuzhou said with emotion: "The Pure Land has long wanted to return to Dayan. The better, what I am curious about is the identity of this swordsman."

The Pure Land of the Western Regions is known as the kingdom of three thousand Buddhas, among which there are countless masters of the Buddhist sect.

The True One Sect, since Emperor Taiping ascended the throne, became the national religion of Dayan, and its prestige is at the top of the sky, and it is the number one sect in the world today.

Although the two parties are not blood feuds, they are on the same level, but there are still many grievances between them, and the contradictions are not shallow.

Zhao Qingmei tapped the table lightly, and said, "According to my guess, this person is most likely the one from the Ghost Valley Sword Sect."

"That old guy from the Ghost Valley Sword Sect?" Li Fuzhou narrowed his eyes into slits, "Didn't he live in seclusion to find the way, and never ask about the facts of the world?"

Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, "This person used the Hundred-Step Flying Sword during the bloodbath of the Cao Gang, and he also rescued Jiang Sanjia, which made my plan come to nothing..."

"This old monster of the Ghost Valley Sword Sect has not moved for decades. As the saying goes, it is a joy to have friends coming from afar."

There was a trace of expectation in Li Fuzhou's eyes.

...........

The Yuzhou River has beautiful scenery, and the ancient bridge is full of traffic and flows continuously.

The streets and shops on both sides are lined up in rows.

After lunch, Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun went out to buy some cloth.

An Jing was sitting in the clinic, and Li Fuzhou was responsible for dispensing medicines according to An Jing's medicine list.

Its work is rigorous and serious, and its weight is not bad at all.

"The handwriting is too sloppy, you must correct your attitude, this matter must not be sloppy."

Li Fuzhou looked at the handwriting and said seriously.

Little old man, what do you know?

"understood."

An Jing agreed straightforwardly, but it was still very sloppy.

Seeing this, Li Fuzhou suddenly felt that this little doctor was becoming more and more displeasing to the eye, and he actually despised him so much.

Serious, rigid, old-fashioned, black-bellied, this is Li Fuzhou's impression of An Jing.

All morning, the two basically didn't say a word other than this sentence.

"Oh, my waist is about to break."

An Jing lazily stretched his waist, "Third Master, some herbs in the back room can be dried, and I will leave it to you."

"understood."

Hearing what An Jing said, Li Fuzhou put down the book in his hand and walked towards the backyard.

An Jing nodded in satisfaction, and then touched Xiao Heizai: "Little thing, it seems that you are quite honest this morning."

Li Fuzhou who was walking turned dark when he heard this.

Bastards!

This is definitely an insinuation.

"Hey, Doctor Xiao An, are you alone?"

At this time, Zhou Xianming walked in and looked at the back hall, as if he was looking for something.

"Who do you want?"

An Jing raised his brows and asked, "Isn't this here to be a cow and a horse again?"

"No, I'll take a look, take a look." Zhou Xianming laughed dryly, "Recently, I've been studying hard at home day and night, so I came out... Ah Qi!"

Just as he was talking, Zhou Xianming sneezed, and all the snot came out.

"Are you really suffering from a cold?"

An Jing took a closer look and said, "The seasons are changing recently, so keep warm."

With his medical skills, it can be seen that Zhou Xianming is suffering from a cold.

"It's very windy on the boat. I accidentally blew some cold wind last night. It's okay." Zhou Xianming wiped his nose with his cuff and laughed.

"It's windy on the boat?" A trace of doubt appeared in An Jing's eyes.

Zhou Xianming also seemed to know that he had slipped his tongue, and quickly said: "I have been studying at home seriously for several days in a row, and I didn't go to cheer for Miss Liyue. I was afraid that she would be worried, so I went to the Red Pavilion last night. There is a painting boat in the museum, I can only wait outside."

"How long did you wait?"

"Not long, less than two hours."

"It's not long? You just wait?"

An Jing could even imagine the scene where the young master named Ming Fei and Li Yue were lingering in the boat, and Zhou Xianming stood outside the boat and listened to the sentry.

Those who hear it are really sad, and those who hear it cry...

Zhou Xianming sighed, and said: "You don't understand, Mr. Mingfei often goes there, and he spends money very generously. For money, the madam definitely doesn't want to offend this big guest. She has no choice but to force Miss Liyue to accompany her for so long. I hate that I don't have the money to redeem her."

"Actually, Miss Liyue is so proud, how could she be willing to accompany that ignorant Gaoliang boy?"

"She must have suffered last night."

Seeing this, An Jing was stunned for a moment, then said in astonishment: "Brother Zhou, it's clear that you were frozen like a grandson..."

At this time, Zhou Xianming showed An Jing what is called a war wolf.

"Although my body is cold, my heart is warm. Forget it, you are a layman. Zhou won't waste time with you."

Zhou Xianming felt that An Jing and him were not congenial, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly found a book on the table, "Huh? Do you also read this "Strategy"?"

"Don't look, I always use it to wipe my butt."

An Jing took a look, it was clearly the book that Li Fuzhou put down.

"Disgraceful!" Zhou Xianming immediately glared when he heard that.

"That's the old man's book, how dare you!"

At this moment, Li Fuzhou came out, picked up the policy theory on the table, and looked at An Jing coldly.

"It turned out to be the old gentleman's book. It's really rude."

Seeing Li Fuzhou dressed up, Zhou Xianming quickly saluted, "I mean, Dr. An usually doesn't like to read books, so how come there is "Strategy" at home."

Li Fuzhou raised his head, and said calmly: "Such a profound book cannot be understood by ordinary people, let him forget it, but you have a bit of eyesight."

"I like to study this "Policy Theory" on weekdays. The old man can't put it down because of this "Policy Theory". He must be an elegant person."

"Oh? You have a certain vision, and the old man likes it very much. Every time I read the sentence in it, my heart suddenly becomes clear, and I can't help myself."

"Especially that sentence..."

...........

The more they chatted, the happier Zhou Xianming admired Li Fuzhou, feeling like he hated seeing each other late, and Li Fuzhou looked at Zhou Xianming more and more satisfied.

An Jing looked at the two of them coldly, but he didn't expect him to say a word.

Aren't the two just flattering each other, kneeling and licking each other...... It's disgusting.

Unknowingly, the two have become close friends, feeling like meeting a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

Zhou Xianming smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Li, you and I hit it off right away, how about listening to the music together tonight?"

Zhou Xianming was out of his mind, and invited this old-fashioned, pedantic old man to go to the bar to listen to music?An Jing secretly complained in his heart.

But what happened next surprised An Jing.

"Listen to the music!?"

Li Fuzhou clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay! I haven't been there for a long time."

"When was the last time Mr. Li went there?"

"Two days ago."

"Two days, that's really been a long time. I don't have much money on me. Originally, I wanted to borrow some money from Madam An this time, and pay it back when I have money in the future."

"It's okay, the old man still has some."

......

I saw the two walking out of Jishi Hall talking and laughing, leaving only An Jing with a surprised face.

Chapter 39 The Great Monk from the Western Regions Enters the Hall

After Tie Yunshan's death, the news that the ghost swordsman was suspected to be a master of the Demon Cult entered and exited Dayan was rampant, and Jiangnan Road was in a panic.

The word "Devil Cult" is an existence that is not talked about in the Great Yan Jianghu.

There are even more rumors in the rivers and lakes that the Cao Gang is preparing to unite with the four great families of Jiangnan Road to deal with ghost swordsmen and demon cult monsters.

The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, which also cast a layer of haze on Yuzhou City.

It was September, and the autumn kill had not yet arrived, and the coolness was gradually growing.

In the Jishi Hall, An Jing put the sun-dried medicinal herbs back into the medicine jar. In just a few months, he obviously felt that his energy and blood had grown stronger, although there was still some distance from the condensed flowers.

All of this is mostly due to the bodhi beads.

The bodhi pearl is worthy of being the most precious treasure of Buddhism. It has the surging power of pure yang in the body, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

Li Fuzhou sat on the chair next to him and read a book, without squinting.

And Tan Yun is like a little quail, holding a book and flipping through it in a dignified manner.

Little Heizai lay at the door, lazily basking in the afternoon sun.

The scene is very harmonious.

"Tan Yun, the weather is fine today, go fishing later?" An Jing looked outside the door and found that the weather was very good.

Tan Yun looked up at the old antique next to him, and said in a low voice: "My lord, later I will prepare fabrics for sewing autumn clothes with Miss."

An Jing said rather regretfully: "That's really a pity. I'm going to use Lao Li's boat to go to the west of the city. You should know that the Xieji crystal bag in the west of the city is a must."