Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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The Jiang family in Luohe County has been established for thousands of years, and it has continuously expanded outwards, covering an extremely large area, directly including a spiritual vein.

Over the years, many branches of the Jiang family have been divided, and the main family is divided into two parts: the inner and outer parts. The outer ring has relatively weak spiritual energy and is inhabited by ordinary children and guest officials. Those who come out are more talented young disciples.

The back mountain was turned into a backyard by the Jiang family's children, and many spirit beasts and monsters were raised as mounts for travel.

The central part was occupied by the ancestor of the Jiang family. He drew a circle, and within the circle was the territory of Wuxiu Pavilion.For others, the Wuxiu Pavilion is a "forbidden place", because no child of the Jiang family can step into it without the permission of the ancestors of the Jiang family.

The main pavilion where Jiang Linchuan lives is right next to the Wuxiu Pavilion. It can be considered as a "neighbor". The main pavilion is the place where the head of the family lives. It is in the main pavilion, which is in charge of the head of the family.

The Jiang family is so huge that in the past, the inner and outer circles were open to the outside world. The Jiang family living here or the monks attached to the Jiang family only need to abide by the most basic rules of the Jiang family and occasionally receive tasks assigned by the Jiang family. very free.

They consciously reclaimed spiritual land, planted spiritual plants, dug spiritual mines, practiced medicine pills, made small formations, smelted spiritual weapons, and traded with others—a complete cycle had already been formed.

However, for several days in a row, the Jiang family's clan formation was opened, covering the inner and outer circles.

People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

The ordinary monks who lived in the outer circle had no idea what happened, so they could only talk about it and generate countless guesses.

Someone wanted to find out what happened, but found that there was an additional barrier between the outer circle and the inner circle, and the scenery in the inner circle was covered by thick fog, so it was impossible to see what happened.

It seems that there is an unknown monster, not visible, but like a light on the back, people can't help but speculate when that ferocious minion will appear.

People with discerning eyes can see many things at once, but they dare not talk too much.

The long-lived old monks stood under the crooked neck tree, looked at the huge formation in the sky, sighed, and said to the young people: "The last time the town clan formation was launched was 300 years ago. A demon fairy has formed a death feud. As long as the Jiang family steps out of the formation, they will be thrown in as mummified corpses the next day. My elder brother is young and energetic and does not believe in evil, so if he wants to go out, he will..."

"Oh, I was scared out of my wits at that time, and I was worried all day long, fearing that it would be over at any time."

"I heard that the fairy was killed by the ancestor?"

The old man laughed and told what he had seen and heard: "That's right, the ancestor spent ten years and finally killed the demon. The demon's body was a centipede, and when it died, the blood spilled Come down, it seems like there has been a heavy rain. Bodies cut in half are buried in our field."

"Look." The old man stepped on the stone slab under his feet, "We live on the bones of a fairy."

The young people were both surprised and horrified.

"Go across that crooked bridge in the north."

"It's right at the door of the elixir shop, of course I walked by."

"That's a leg of a centipede."

It was the first day for the young people to know the origin of the stone bridge, and they all exclaimed.It is impossible to imagine that such a powerful existence was placed under their feet every day.

And they have disliked that stone bridge countless times, because it is "crooked" and very ugly.

"That leg was cut off by Patriarch Jiang Yan from Tian Centen. He said that Tian Centen killed many of our Jiang family members, and let it be trampled under our feet forever."

"The last time the town clan formation was opened was more than 1000 years ago. At that time, the demonic way was strong, and digital demons were born. Under the leadership of the demons, countless demons ran amok and hunted Daoxiu."

"Countless children of my Jiang family died tragically under Moxiu's hands, leaving only a huge empty shell."

As soon as the old man said these words, the young people fell into silence.

If the matter of the centipede is a personal grievance between the ancestors of the Jiang family and the Yaoxian, this matter concerns the entire cultivation world.

The entire Jiang family is just a small boat in the huge torrent, barely surviving in the wind and rain.

"And this time..." The old man rubbed his cane with his rough fingers, his eyes drifted across the sky and landed in the direction of the main pavilion, "This time, I'm afraid it's not an external trouble, but an "internal trouble"..."

It has been 15 years since Jiang Yan fell. In the past five years, the ancestors of the Jiang family have never made a decision.

In the middle five years, Jiang Li forcibly suppressed others and became the temporary head of the family, but he did not get the approval of the Jiang family's ancestors, and he was unable to control the clan's formation.

Until five years ago, Jiang Linchuan, who was only [-] years old, officially became the head of the Jiang family.

The ancestors of the Jiang family are strong and domineering, Jiang Yan is as cold as a summer night, and Jiang Li is like a scheming and cunning fox.

Among most people, the extremely young patriarch is like a flower peacock being raised and raised by others, beautiful and majestic, but in fact it is useless, he just nests in the main pavilion and enjoys it.

Thinking of this patriarch, others only remember his handsome and noble appearance, his unpredictable temperament like the weather in the mountains, his poisonous mouth that can make people vomit blood, the constant sound of silk and bamboo orchestras in the pavilion, and the charming and beautiful surroundings... The female cultivators who are constantly changing... all kinds of romance.

However, he is in charge of the entire Jiang family's clan formation.

It was probably him who made such a movement.

Some people guessed that Jiang Li finally couldn't stand this delicate son and planned to be tough.

Some people thought that Jiang Linchuan might be hiding something...

How exactly, no one is sure.

The town clan formation has been open for a full ten days, and people with strong adaptability gradually get used to the huge formation in the sky, and there are also those who are naturally loose, affectionately called "a big pot".

It's just that I have a habit of looking at the magic circle from time to time to see when it dissipates.

It wasn't until the tenth day that the "cauldron" that blocked access was finally removed, people outside could come in, and those inside could go out.

People who entered the inner circle and wanted to find out, only saw flower petals all over the ground.

The young and beautiful female cultivator held bunches of flowers in different poses and sent them to everyone in the outer circle, smiling coquettishly: "The master asked us to pick all the spirit flowers from the back mountain, the pond, and the potted plants. , brought it to you, so shocking.”

Many people were dazed by the female nun's smile, and they didn't know where to put the bouquets.

Some monks who went into the inner circle showed a little bit of air: they stepped on the petals all over the ground to go in, and when they came back, they stepped on a series of bloody footprints on the floor of their own house—under those petals, there was blood that was too late to clean up.

There was no time to clean up the blood, but the corpse was cleaned up.

Quite a few Jiang family members lost their traces. It was like an ink painting, where an invisible hand wiped a piece, and that small piece became blank.

If you look at this "painting" from the outside, you will not feel anything. If you are in this "painting", you will be shocked and shocked when you find that the familiar "things" have been erased so easily. .

And the one who did all of this was not the wily and calculating Jiang Li, not those powerful people who had made great achievements, but the young and handsome patriarch.

He asked the maid to pull out the delicate flowers on the stems and decorate the ruined walls after his bloodbath, as if nothing had happened.However, it felt that it was bare everywhere, which was not pleasing to the eye, so people cut down the original spiritual tree and planted a plum blossom forest.

According to the owner of the house, the autumnal equinox is here, and the beginning of winter will be a few months away. At that time, the winter plums and frost will be beautiful.

Other than that, the Patriarch didn't seem to have done anything, just nestled in the main pavilion, like a resting cat, cautiously put away the sharp claws, never took a step out of the house.

However, the place that was originally erased from the Jiang family was gradually taken over by someone, who quietly took care of the Jiang family's affairs.

After so many people died, everything in the Jiang family went on as usual.

That is, the Jiang family ancestral hall has a few more seats, and corpses are buried under the renovated land for planting new spiritual trees. Tombstones and flower trees stand together, in pairs.

A few days later, lanterns were hung on the eaves. At night, all kinds of lanterns trembled in the wind, and the warm light decorated the cold buildings at night warmly and delicately.

The annual intra-clan competition has started again. It is the grand event that the teenagers look forward to the most, and it is also the test that the teenagers fear the most.

The young teenagers are led by their elders to sign up, and then compete with their peers one after another on the martial arts arena. Those with outstanding talents, hard work, perseverance, etc. will be selected into the master's house and accepted more Good cultivation resources and teacher's teachings.

This time, the Patriarch gave the winner an extremely rich reward, about three times that of previous years, and even took out a spirit treasure.

Therefore, although the competition in the clan was a bit sluggish this time, the enthusiasm of the forgetful teenagers remained undiminished.

What the teenagers look forward to the most is not the spirit treasure, but that the best few can get their parents' guidance in person.

The teenagers admired the strong. They used to disdain this "brother head" who was only a few years older than themselves, but now they are in awe and yearning.

Without experiencing too many cruel things, there will be no deep-rooted fear of the elderly.

On the tenth day of the meeting, after layers of screening, the ten most outstanding geniuses were led by a kind elder to meet the Patriarch.

The spirit tree potted plants along the way were all replaced with new ones. There were only thick leaves on the branches and no flowers.

However, these teenagers didn't pay much attention to it, instead they whispered to each other and kept gossiping about the Patriarch.

One showed off: "I met the Patriarch three years ago. At that time, the Patriarch was listening to music in a teahouse and sat near the window. I had good eyesight and saw the Patriarch's back through the bead curtain."

"The head of the family has long hair like silk and satin spread on the fabric, and the hand holding the teacup is white and beautiful, and there are two beautiful big sisters standing beside him, smiling sweetly and beautifully." The last few words are very low, " Cough, big breasts and thin waist."

There was a sound of "ouch" all around.

"At that time, I felt that the head of the family was not simple, and his overall style was not comparable to that of ordinary people."

In fact, at that time, the young man was full of envy, jealousy and hatred for the leisurely life of a "trash patriarch", wondering why he had so many beautiful ladies around him.

When I came back, I said disdainfully to my parents at home: The owner of the house is chirping, how can any man be so white and take care of himself so beautifully.

At this time, when speaking to peers, it is completely changed, as if the previous prejudice has been forgotten.

"Just brag, you haven't met the Patriarch at all, right? My brother told me that the Patriarch will be accompanied by at least eight older sisters when he travels, and you only have two, definitely not."

"You're sincerely looking for faults, aren't you?"

"I just can't understand the eloquent people like you."

The two of them were arguing so loudly that the people around them booed.

"Which one of you is telling the truth?"

"Yeah yeah."

"It must be me." The two teenagers said in unison.

Then they argued red-faced: "The head of the family is so imposing, there must be more than eight maids."

The other couldn't be more angry: "Nonsense, the owner pays more attention to quality!"

Only a boy in black was out of place, and even when his peers mentioned the head of the house, the fingertips of his clenched fists turned white.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." The elder who led the way for them shook his head helplessly, "After passing through this door, you will see the Patriarch, you can stop arguing, if you are rude in front of the Patriarch, the Patriarch doesn't care , I will not forgive you."

The little radish heads became tense for a moment, and some of them walked with the same hands and feet.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you earlier that I will be your husband from now on."

The carrot heads froze one by one, desperately recalling whether their previous performance was good or not, and then found out in despair that along the way, they were either torturing or booing.

...Perhaps in the eyes of the husband, they have no good impression left.

So a group of little carrots walked into the courtyard, and they didn't cheer up until they saw a beautiful young lady.

It's okay to perform almost in front of the husband, but to perform well in front of the Patriarch.

Walking through a cobblestone path, stepping forward on the corridor, this nine-curved corridor is facing the water. If you lie on the railing and look down, you can see the rippling lake water and the blue lotus that meets the sky.

There are a lot of golden and red koi raised in the center of the lake. Because of the good food, the koi are very fat and run amok in the lake. The whole lake is the territory of this group of koi.

A girl looked down in surprise, probably alarming the koi, a koi jumped up and threw the girl's face in water.

The girl dazedly wiped the lake water from her face, she was shocked by this group of lawless koi.

The koi jumped up and down on the lake twice, and after showing off its might, it dived into the water and swam enthusiastically in one direction.

"Patriarch, someone has brought it."

"Hmm." Someone responded in a low voice, the voice was like the wind blowing across the lake, and it seemed to be able to arouse the sharpest emotions in the heart.

The maid stopped and saluted forward, then retreated to the side and stood with her little sisters, repairing the potted plants on the side of the corridor.

The teenagers immediately realized who was in front of them, and hurriedly saluted without raising their heads.

"Everyone is really energetic." The voice smiled, and after saying a word, he coughed in a low voice.

Startled by the cough, the teenagers couldn't help but look up, and saw a person half leaning on the railing.

The young man was wearing a thin white dress, but he was wearing an exquisitely embroidered and luxurious robe, his hair was fastened from his neck with a white fat jade buckle, and a small string of jade beads hung from the ribbon.

Holding the fish food in his hand, he stretched over the railing, and when his fingertips slid across the water, the fish food fell one by one, which attracted the koi to come to compete for food. Probably because of the long feeding, the koi were very affectionate to him.

The other hand gently held it against his lips, coughed a few times, and the wide sleeve slipped from his wrist, revealing an arm with a thin layer of muscle and a fair complexion. The strength of it comes.

During this period of time, the prestigious Patriarch, not only does not look vicious, gloomy and terrifying, but looks like a son of a family who has just recovered from a serious illness.

When this group of teenagers came here, they were afraid of being impolite even if their clothes were wrinkled, but the people they were going to meet dressed casually.

Probably because they were born in a family of cultivators. The monks brought up by the family are always not as indifferent as Zongmen monks, and not as chic as casual cultivators.

The same is true for the head of the Jiang family. Amidst the bustling crowd, there is a nobleness that is deeply rooted in his body, and his every move is the elegance of a well-educated man.

In addition, the casual wantonness between the eyebrows and eyes is even more impressive, and when the eyebrows are raised, it is a little more ostentatious.

And beside him sat a young man who looked about the same age as them, but whose aura made people dare not disturb him for no reason. Now he was holding a basin of fish food and carefully threw it into the lake.

Several teenagers showed disappointment. Although they knew that the patriarch was not very tall, he shouldn't look like a sick child.

After the "sick man" stopped coughing, he waved to them: "Come here, accompany me to feed these fish first."

The teenagers thought again: at least a sick child is better than a cruel and unhuman one.

Then he took the fish food from the maid, circled around the railing, poured the fish food into the lake, and when it was pouring happily, the owner spoke again.

"Jiang Jinyu."

Jiang Jinyu responded and raised her head quickly.

Patriarch Jiang said slowly, "No.1 in this competition, congratulations."

Jiang Jinyu smiled cautiously.

"I should have rewarded you with a century-old mirror, but I think you are better at using guns." Patriarch Jiang curled his lips slightly, "If you like a century-old mirror, you can take it. If you don't, you can go to the treasure house to get a suitable one. Long Spear Spirit Baolai."

Jiang Jinyu was taken aback, ecstatically surprised: "Thank you Patriarch."

"Jiangzhen..."

Each name was read out accurately, and a satisfactory reward was rewarded.Being read by that lazy voice, the teenagers felt that they were getting closer to the Patriarch.

"Zhang Xun." The name was not "Jiang", so the Patriarch asked casually, "Hey, you are not from the Jiang family."

"Yes, I am a foreigner." The black-clothed boy lowered his head and replied solemnly.

Patriarch Jiang chuckled: "You look familiar..."

Before the syllable of the word "cooked" fell, a burst of powder popped out of the boy's sleeve, and he jumped up, stabbing at the Patriarch with a dagger.

Next to Zhang Xun was Jiang Jinyu. Jiang Jinyu reacted quickly and raised her hand to stop him, but she didn't want her whole body to be hit by a palm and fall to the lake.

Only at this time did the teenagers realize that Zhang Xun was stronger than them all, but he had hidden his strength earlier.

When the dagger was about to stab Patriarch Jiang's face, Patriarch Jiang flexed his fingers and flicked the sharp blade unhurriedly.

"Ding--"

The dagger that caused the young men's hairs to get out of Zhang Xun's hand, slid to one side, and rolled twice on the ground.

"Card wipe-"

The sound of broken bones sounded, Zhang Xun's hands were broken, and he screamed in pain.

In just a short moment, Zhang Xun's hands were crippled, and he lost the strength to resist. Jiang Jinyu, who was about to have a close contact with the koi with his face on the lake, was picked up by one hand, and fell into the arms of the owner.

Unexpectedly, the Patriarch of the Jiang family was not thin, but rather strong.

"The response was good, but it's a pity that you used the wrong method. You should use the weapon on your body - a soft sword close to your body, to stab his vitals, instead of blocking him without defense."

The Patriarch's voice came from above, still calm and unhurried.

The next moment, the Patriarch flexed his fingers and flicked Jiang Jinyu's forehead.

"Ah..." Jiang Jinyu screamed, and was "ruthlessly" thrown out by the Patriarch.

When Jiang Jinyu was confused, the Patriarch said again: "I remember."

This sentence was said to Zhang Xun whose arms were broken: "You are the adopted son of Uncle Li."

After Zhang Xun was in pain, he gritted his teeth and stared at the Patriarch.

"You can't even recognize your own strength, so you want to assassinate me? Your reward has been withheld, go back and reflect on yourself." The Jiang family leader said, and waved his hands, "Go out, someone will arrange your accommodation."

After such a commotion, no one dared to underestimate the Patriarch, as soon as he heard the Patriarch's order, his whole body trembled.

Zhang Xun was picked up by Xiaoluotou, Jiang Jinyu turned around three times at a step, and all left the place.

After they left, the Patriarch, Jiang Linchuan, turned his head and coughed again.

Mei Jiu frowned, and suggested: "Brother, it's windy here, let's go back."

"How can I be so weak?" Jiang Linchuan was dumbfounded.

In that internal strife, Jiang Li fought back desperately and injured Jiang Linchuan.After so many days, the injury has mostly healed, but he still coughs from time to time.

With his arm against the railing, Jiang Linchuan rested his head on his arm, and said with a clear and clear voice, "These kids are really interesting."

"Who doesn't look terrified when they see me these days? But they are not only not afraid of me, but disappointed when they see me. Children are different from adults, they are much more innocent."

"..."

"Those who don't know are fearless. The more you know, the more you understand, the more things you are afraid of." Jiang Linchuan smiled, "There is also the child adopted by Uncle Li. Tell me, I will turn him into a knife in my hand." OK?"

Mei Jiu tugged on Lajiang Linchuan's sleeve and interrupted him.

"I'm really fine."

Mei Jiu folded her arms, trembling slightly, her clear blue eyes were extremely warm and soft.He changed his way of speaking: "brother, I'm cold, let's go back."

"..."

"..."

"...Okay, go back."