Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

two hundred and eight

In Jiang Linchuan's life, he has only met two people with snake eyes. One is Xu Lingbai Jinzhen, his brother-in-law.The second is Bai Jinzhen and his sister Jiang Xiangyi's own son, that is, his little nephew Jiang Jinyi.

These two people had a great influence on Jiang Linchuan.

He killed Bai Jinzhen, and his hands were covered with his brother-in-law's blood.

But he held his little nephew in the palm of his hand, and raised his little nephew with utmost care.He gave that child everything he could think of, even disregarding the opposition of his ancestors, he made that child the young master of the Jiang family, just so that one day he could send the Jiang family to the hands of his little nephew...

This is his compensation for leaving the child without a parent.

But in the end, the child looked at him like a monster, cried and said to him, "You deserve to die", and then completely abandoned him.

——There is nothing to say, it's just the retribution of blood on his hands.

Even if he was angry, unwilling, and suffering at the time, Jiang Linchuan let go the moment he became a demon.

Jiang Linchuan has been dead for so many years, it is even more impossible for Jiang Ling to hold a grudge.

But when he saw this pair of similar snake eyes again, the memories of the past rolled over, Jiang Ling was inevitably a little surprised, and inevitably a little inexplicably sad.

When Jiang Ling was in a daze, Mei Shuyuan, who was closest to him, naturally sensed that the people around him were not looking right, so she tugged on his sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Mei Shuyuan looked puzzled.

Looking at Shangmei's distant gaze, Jiang Ling suddenly returned to his senses, shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and then said: "This is the third snake-eyed person I've seen, I'm just a little surprised."

After saying that, Jiang Ling moved his fingers under his sleeves and began to count the time.

For Jiang Ling, it was easy as flipping the palm of his hand, and he withdrew his hand almost instantly.

Today, it has been 20 years since he "died" in this world.Although it is not easy for a cultivator to have children, if Jin Yi got married early, it would not be uncommon for her to have a seven or eight-year-old daughter who was born in pink and jade.

"Who are the other two?" Mei Shuyuan's voice came.

Jiang Ling didn't hide anything, and replied directly: "It's just an old friend."

Afterwards, he took Mei Shuyuan's arm and talked about the past in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Whether it was his identity as the head of the Jiang family, or the fact that he personally killed his brother-in-law and adopted his little nephew... nothing was hidden.When mentioning the past, Jiang Ling didn't feel sad, and even looked relieved.

"When I hugged that child for the first time, he was so small and weak, even if I was defenseless, he couldn't hurt me."

"I didn't expect his daughter to be so old after so many years. It's not right, and it doesn't have to be his daughter. After all, it's so far away. I might be wrong..."

On the stage, the little girl stood there timidly, secretly looking up at the fairy in Zefang Palace.

The little girl had a row of neat bangs cut on her forehead, her eyes were big and round, her skin was fair and tender, even if her pupils were different from ordinary people, she was easy to like.

Although the female fairies of Zefang Palace seldom stepped out of Luofang Prefecture, but they had the experience of extraordinary people, so naturally they would not make a fuss about such eyes.

And they liked children in the first place, so when they saw such a cute little girl, they naturally liked them too.

Then a female fairy named Suman walked up to the little girl, bent down, and smiled like a lotus: "Little girl, do you want to become a disciple of Zefang Palace?"

The little girl shook her head, then quickly nodded again.

Su Man wondered: "Why are you shaking your head and nodding again? Could it be that your parents want you to come, but you are reluctant to leave your parents, so you don't want to come?"

This reason is reasonable, Suman has seen many such little girls before.

The little girl showed an uneasy look, and secretly glanced down the stage, then bit her lip, showing an aggrieved look: "...Think about it."

"Then what's your name?"

"An An."

"How old are you? Are your parents here?"

"My parents didn't come."

"Didn't come? Why didn't you come?" Su Man straightened up, his eyes pierced off the stage, and his face was full of puzzlement, "Who is so heartless, such a cute little girl dares to let it go, don't be afraid." Has anyone abducted?"

"Mother and father don't know I'm out." An An immediately explained.

In short, run away from home.Suman understood.

"An'an, don't be afraid, it's just a matter of registering. After registering, you can play with those little girls." Suman pointed to the little girl who was waiting to check her spiritual roots after registration, and coaxed , "Here, with my Zefang Palace covering it, it is very safe. And I, Zefang Palace, has always been reasonable. If your parents don't agree with you entering Zefang Palace, we will send you back."

An An glanced at the girl who was the same age as her, and relaxed a little.

Suman asked patiently, and the little girl who called herself An An answered obediently.

One big and one small, one question and one answer, dawdled for a long time, finally did not ask anything.

Because An An asked three questions and didn't know, the only conclusion she could draw was that this child probably ran away from home. Before he ran away from home, he had never been out of the house.

Suman put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his forehead, and felt a little headache: "Forget it, forget it, don't ask, and you will know when your parents find it."

An An glanced down the stage again, as if looking for someone, her stomach growled.

"An An, you go and sit over there first." Su Man smiled and rubbed An An's chubby little face, "Sister, I'll get you a plate of flower cakes, you eat first."

"Yeah." An An nodded quickly. She was too shy, but she was taught very well, so she saluted quickly, "Thank you, Sister Fairy."

An An sat with a bunch of little girls, each with a flower cake, while Su Man and the other fairies of Zefang Palace continued to work while they ate.

Some registered the little girl, and some tested the little girl's spiritual root qualifications.

After Jiang Ling briefly told Mei Shuyuan about the past, he looked through the crowd and stared in one direction: "Who is that brat?"

When An An was talking, she kept looking down the stage, not because she was uneasy or shy, but because she was looking at a person, a kid who was dressed similarly to An An, jumping up and down.

The disciple named Su Man in Zefang Palace did not notice the young boy because the young boy used a magic weapon to shield his breath.

The magic weapon is very good, it can save a person at a critical moment, but unfortunately, in front of Jiang Ling, there is nothing to hide.

The young boy was young, short in stature, and could easily be "flooded" in the crowd, so he moved two benches and stacked them, and stood on the bench to look at the stage.

The little girl stared back with her mouth full, and the young boy winked at her, opened and closed his mouth, and silently said seven words: An An is a coward.

The little girl pursed her lips and looked even more aggrieved, as if she was complaining about something, if it wasn't for the flower cake, she would have almost cried.

"An An." Su Man read his name and waved to An An, "It's your turn."

"Yes." An An climbed down from the chair and walked slowly.

The little boy pulled his eyelids with his hands, bared his teeth, and made a grimace.After sticking out his tongue a few times, he was lifted from the stool.

"Huh——" the little boy exclaimed, and with a roundabout kick, the angle was particularly tricky, and he greeted the person's face.

At the same time, a talisman in his hand was activated and thrown over.There are many types of talismans, but they are not very powerful. They are generally psychedelic talismans and smoke talismans.

The talismans scattered, inspired by the young boy's spiritual power, and just as they were about to explode, a hand stretched out.

The five fingers are slender and white, and the index finger and middle finger merge, pointing towards the void.

Like a drop of water falling on the surface of a lake, where the finger landed, ripples appeared in the space, and the talisman that originally flashed with spiritual light disappeared with a sound of "Zi", and fell lightly to the ground.

And the little boy was lifted by one foot and stood upside down in the air.

"Let go of me, you thief!" The young boy kicked his legs and smashed his fists, trying to make a final resistance.

The person who restrained him said coolly: "Don't struggle, I've already locked your spiritual power."

"I'm fighting with you... Mmm... Mmmmm." The young boy's jaw was pinched by a hand, and he couldn't move, and his voice turned into a series of pitiful hums.

The little boy became impatient, his face flushed red, and he tried to bite the hand on his chin.

"Hey, kid, what's your name?" Jiang Ling looked down and asked with great interest.

The little boy glared at him fiercely.

Jiang Ling bent the corners of his lips, thinking that although the child who has been practicing since childhood is solid, the posture of standing on his legs is not very friendly, so he grabbed the young boy by the collar, stood up, and hugged him into his arms.

"I won't tell you, I advise you to let me go quickly, or my parents will make you look good... Mmmmm."

The threatening words were not complete, and Jiang Ling pinched the young boy's face again.

Jiang Ling pinched his face and looked left and right, couldn't help turning his head, and complained to Mei Shuyuan: "I saw that little girl was about to cry when she was wronged earlier, and thought it was some short-eyed brat who bullied her, now it seems , doesn't seem to be the case."

"Wow, come on, let me go!"

Jiang Ling turned a deaf ear, pinched the young boy's face and shook it left and right: "Look, this boy is white and tender, exactly the same as that girl's, so it's obvious that he is a twin."

"Is he really the son of your old friend?" Mei Shuyuan asked.

"It must be." Jiang Ling sneered, "It's just like him when he was a child, but I don't know who that girl is like and why she is so sweet."

"Ughhhh."

The little boy struggled unremittingly.

"But I still need to ask." Jiang Ling glanced sideways, "Even if you refuse to tell me your name, I will still know when your father comes over."

"Humph!"

"I know who your father is."

The little boy's eyeballs rolled around, obviously he didn't believe it, and he was even thinking of some bad idea.

Jiang Ling slightly raised his voice: "Your father's name is Jiang Jinyi, right? Jiang Jinyi, the head of the Jiang family in Luohe County."

"Ah!" The young boy was dumbfounded.

"Sure enough." Jiang Ling affirmed, and let go of his hand, "Children are easy to coax, and they will know if they cheat."

The little boy was able to speak, and he was angry and dissatisfied: "You even bully children."

Jiang Ling patted his head, with a smile that was not a smile: "You boy, even bullying your own sister, you still have reason to accuse others? Did you lead that little girl?"

The young boy knew that he couldn't beat him, so he turned his head and refused to talk to Jiang Ling.

"I used to think that Jin Yi was born like that, and he must be more attractive than me when he grows up. I didn't expect him to be much better than I thought. When I was his age, I was still a widow. .”

Jiang Ling was a little jealous, put down the boy, covered his ears with both hands, then turned his head, and whispered in Mei Shuyuan's ear: "You still refuse to sleep with me..."

Mei Shuyuan: "..."