The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

"Beautiful! Sure enough, the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Xiao Qiniang bowed to him gracefully, and said, "Thank you, officer!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, both smiling.Such as a pair of pearls and jade on the side, reflecting each other.

Lingran was dressed in white, and while talking and laughing, he used a wicker borrowed from the willow tree spirit to turn it into ground-length blue silk, making him look even more handsome and extraordinary.Xiao Qiniang really turned into Meijiao'e, with a soft and slender neck, skin as snowy as snow, and she is looking sideways at Lingran.

The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

This scene looked particularly pleasing on the barren slope... Oh no!It's a hot eye.

Qingliu Dalang slowly moved to the highest point of the Shaoling Plateau, with his hands behind his back, secretly thinking, the baby really can't hang out in the world!After hanging around for a long time, and being covered in the world of mortals, I don't like him more and more.

I have to find a way to please my baby.

He subconsciously stroked his left cheek with his hand.The slap that Baobao slapped just now still left marks.

It hurts, but it doesn't hurt.Just feel bad.

He saw that Lingran had such a happy conversation with the scorpion spirit who had transformed into Miss Zhong that he almost went to pray to heaven and earth hand in hand, and he felt very unhappy.Seeing those two people walking westward after leaving the barren slope, they also quietly followed behind them.

Naturally, Lingran didn't know that there was such a huge tail behind her!He and Xiao Qiniang left the Shaoling Plateau and went straight to Chang'an City.

Because they are both human, it is inconvenient to do hands and feet, so they hired a sedan chair in a decent manner.After Xiao Qiniang got into the sedan chair, she babbled and didn't move.Lingran rode a tall horse, yelled and galloped towards the Zhongfu thirty miles away.

Thirty miles away, Zhongfu.

A lazy middle-aged servant was sitting on a bench and yawning, when he saw a group of people coming from afar.The man at the head was dressed in white and looked handsome, and greeted him with a smile.

That smile dazzled beautifully under the sun.

Jia Ding rubbed his eyes, then looked intently.Seeing that the white-clothed man had gotten off his horse, he walked up to him and made a bow, and said with a smile, "Xiaosheng's surname is Su, and he came to pay a visit to Lord Taishan. I wonder if this elder brother can help inform me?"

"Master Taishan? Who is your Master Taishan?!" The family member stared, and said angrily: "There is only one young lady in my family, and the villagers in this village know it all. Unfortunately, he passed away before! This lawsuit is still not settled yet! It is said that the leader of the scourge will be executed this autumn. My family Alang just came back from his post in a hurry just to see this person be executed on the spot! What is this? Where did you scoundrel come from, you don’t want to tarnish my lady’s reputation! Be careful and I’ll ask someone to peel off your skin!”

The man in white is naturally Lingran.

The plan he made with Xiao Qiniang on the way was also simple. He simply let Xiao Qiniang bear the name of the deceased Miss Zhong, and used the passage in the story book to resurrect her body, and lied that she woke up from the coffin and married him. After getting married, the two joined hands as husband and wife to return the home ten years later.

Lingran calmly said: "There are quite a few twists and turns in this story, please tell me first, and when I see Lord Taishan, my son-in-law will report it one by one."

The family member became more and more annoyed when he heard Lingran talk about old Taishan.With a wave of his big hand, four or five tall and round guards rushed out from behind, and there was still an endless stream of people rushing from behind the corner gate.Everyone holds sticks in their hands.

Those nursing homes surrounded Lingran and his party.

The servant roared. "This guy is a rascal, hit me!"

"Wait!"

There was a sweet voice from inside the sedan chair.

Immediately, a soft white hand opened the car curtain.Xiao Qiniang shyly covered half of her face with a veil, revealing a little crimson soft smoke, and said softly: "Old Zhongtou, what are you doing? You don't even recognize me?"

Hearing this, the servant who was called Old Zhongtou was like asking someone to cut open the lid of the sky and pour a bucket of snow water from it in the dog days.

His voice trembled. "Small, miss?"

"So you still recognize me!" Xiao Qiniang came down from the sedan chair gracefully as she spoke, and was supported by two young maidservants to stand aside.

She looked fragile and had a soft voice. "I haven't seen you in ten years, so you have aged a lot, Old Zhongtou!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Zhong shed tears on the spot, his hands were trembling, and his face was trembling, as if he had swallowed a hot candle. "Miss, are you back?"

Seeing this, the guards looked at each other, but they didn't dare to smash down the wooden sticks in their hands, so they stood silently watching the play.

Old Zhong wiped away two handfuls of old tears, and tremblingly said: "Well, what's going on here, Miss, haven't you passed away?"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lingran quickly spat on the ground.

"How do you talk! The sky is bright and white, you carefully open your dog eyes to see, is your lady a human or a ghost?!"

As he said, a long black whip in his hand pointed to the figure on the ground under the sun.Where the little Qiniang was, there was a shadow, clearly.

The old clock looked more and more confused, he couldn't make up his mind, and hurriedly said: "So, you two...you wait here first! This old servant will go back to the mansion to report!"

While addressing her, she already recognized this young lady of the Zhong Mansion who came back to life after ten years of sudden death.

Lingran became more and more calm in her heart, and said with a faint smile, "I told you to report it first, but I didn't listen! I have to wait for your lady to come out!"

That old Zhongtou is flustered now, how could he have the time to pay attention to how strong the irony in Lingran's words is.He hastily left a dozen nursing homes and surrounded the two to prevent them from running away.Then he fled back to the mansion in a hurry.

About time to drink a cup of tea, there was a crash in front of Zhongfu, and the front door opened.From the inside rushed out a noble lady in her forties, her hair was full of pearls and emeralds, she was supported by two maidservants, and she snatched it out crying, "My son! Is my son back?"

That little Qiniang didn't need anyone to teach her at all, she just shook the handkerchief and burst into tears, saying: "Mother—"

As he spoke, he plunged into the arms of the lady.The two hugged each other and cried, and the scene was very lively.

People gathered around one after another on the street, and the old clock hurriedly asked the nurses to hold sticks to drive away the idlers who watched the excitement.At the same time, he said to Lingran: "Xiao Langjun, please come in, please come in!"

The front is arrogant and the back is respectful, and the attitude is very attentive.

Lingran rolled up the tip of his whip, proudly raised his head, snorted in his nostrils, and led Xiao Qiniang and a group of people to enter.

After entering the flower hall of Zhongfu, it was a mess again.

It turned out that the owner of the Zhong Mansion, Mr. Zhong, was not at home.It is said that he has just returned from being transferred from other places, so he must be going to the Yamen to report on his work at the moment.Lingran secretly smiled, it was a coincidence to come here this time.

Mrs. Zhong hugged the Miss Zhong that Xiao Qiniang had turned into and cried endlessly, and she didn't have the heart to greet him.Several seasoned servants in the mansion came up to offer tea, and ordered the young servants to go out to lead the horses.Several servants brought by Lingran were also led in and settled in the servant's room.

After half an hour of commotion, Mrs. Zhong finally finished crying. She rubbed Xiao Qiniang's hair in her hands, looked at her face carefully, and said repeatedly: "Yes, it really is my son! This face, these little hands! And , show my mother..."

As he spoke, he pushed open Xiao Qiniang's left sleeve, and saw a dark red mole on the inside of her arm.

Mrs. Zhong groaned, and cried again, saying: "Sure enough, my son is right! Even this birthmark is exactly the same!"

Xiao Qiniang was afraid that Mrs. Zhong would continue to cry and became impatient, so she secretly took a look at him, and seeing that he was frowning with the teacup, she said delicately: "Mother, since my son is back, we mother and daughter The two talked for a long time! Mom, don’t cry anymore, you’ve hurt your eyes from crying carefully!”

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhong was even more moved. "My son, ever since something happened to you, mother cried in the morning and in the evening, her eyes have been broken long ago, and she can no longer hold a needle and thread!"

Xiao Qiniang followed her and said, "It's a pity, I remember that my mother used to be very good at needlework! The pair of mandarin ducks on the shoe, I like it very much!"

"The pair of embroidered shoes are still in your room now!" Mrs. Zhong took Xiao Qiniang's hand, sat down next to her, and couldn't help complaining: "It's all your father's fault! The monks in Dong'an Temple are hateful, but they still want to send you to offer incense to grandmother! At that time, my mother was ill and no one was with you at home, which caused you to suffer such a shame..."

"Don't talk about the past, isn't my son doing well now!" Xiao Qiniang hurriedly interrupted her.

"But you..." Mrs. Zhong looked at her hesitantly, but hesitated to speak.

Although mother and child are connected, it is a great joy for the daughter to sit in front of her right now, but it has been ten years since this incident.

Ten years ago, Mrs. Zhong saw her daughter commit suicide with her own eyes. On the day of the burial, she cried and fainted several times on the spot.

This dead person, after being buried in the earth, can he come back alive? !

Xiao Qiniang glanced at Lingran secretly, and Lingran nodded to her calmly.

Xiao Qiniang sobbed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said, "Let Su Lang and mother discuss this matter in detail."

Mrs. Zhong was in doubt, looked Lingran up and down, saw that Lingran was very handsome, she was very happy at first, and then saw Lingran looking at her with a smile in her eyes.In a pair of black and white eyes, there is a faint sound of spring rain.

Mrs. Zhong's heart moved, she stopped her tears, and said slowly: "Young gentleman, you..."

Lingran quickly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, put down the teacup, stood up, lifted her robe, knelt down on one knee, bowed with both hands, and said, "Lang Zi sees Lord Tai Shui!"

"How did you say that!" Mrs. Zhong stood up in shock, and hastily turned sideways to avoid Lingran's gift.

"I have never betrothed my little girl to anyone, but I can't afford you as a man!"

"I can afford it, of course I can afford it!" Xiao Qiniang chimed in, "I just want to tell my mother that Su Lang has taken care of my family for the past ten years. At that time, my family was in a coma in a coffin, not knowing whether to live or die. Suddenly one day Someone loosened the soil, opened the coffin, and rescued the slave family from the barren tomb. Then, that person is Su Lang."

The voice was getting lower and lower, and it seemed to contain the infinite shyness of her daughter's family.

Lingran smiled. "My lady is serious. It was strange to talk about it back then. Maybe the marriage was destined in the previous life! Xiaosheng was originally studying in the monk's hut..."

As soon as he mentioned the word "Senglu", Mrs. Zhong's face suddenly turned gloomy, and her eyes showed naked hatred.

Lingran pretended not to know, her voice was clear and moist. "Xiaosheng grew up in a poor family, so he borrowed a monk's temple to study. There was no incense in that temple. Xiaosheng copied scriptures for them there, and occasionally earned two sesame oil money."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhong's face softened a little, and she snorted coldly. "This screwdriver only has copper in his eyes!"

Lingran smiled lightly, without refuting, and continued: "Suddenly, one day, Xiaosheng was studying under the lamp, and he fell over the desk and had a dream. In the dream, a fairy said to Xiaosheng, three miles away from here, your wife is buried Hurry up! Xiaosheng felt strange when he woke up, because asking people to dig graves in the middle of the night is never the work of a sage, so he ignored him."

"Who knows that for the next few months, I will have the same dream every day, and my heart is really uneasy. I searched the deserted tomb three miles away, and one night, I dug up the soil according to the instructions of the fairy in the dream. Inside the coffin , the lady is sleeping soundly."

"As soon as the coffin was opened, the lady woke up on her own. Although the breath was weak, she was clearly a living person! Xiaosheng didn't dare to insult the young lady's name easily, so he took the young lady's responsibility and ran back to the temple overnight. At that time It's Yin time, the night is dark and the dew is heavy, no one knows about Miss' return to the sun except Xiaosheng."

"On the second day, the young lady was still dying. Xiaosheng thought about it. I'm afraid this is what is said in the book. When a person is dying, he holds his breath in his throat, which is also called 'Qi'. If the breath can't be drawn, it is true. Dead. If the breath is exhaled by chance, there is still salvation. It’s just a drowsy person, a fake death. Someone needs to massage the acupoints for her, supplemented by acupuncture, and she can be completely alive.”

"Xiaosheng found a medical book, and carefully followed the book's 28 acupuncture points on his body, and finally pulled the lady back from Huangquan Road."

"That's right! Thanks to Su Lang!" Xiao Qiniang hurriedly praised Lingran. "Su Lang has read books since he was a child, and he has read no less than a thousand volumes. His father often said that there are gaps in his chest after reading a thousand volumes. He has read a lot of medical books, which is convenient for these strange and difficult diseases. Quite dabbled in. This little life of the slave family, thanks to Su Lang's rescue!"

After hearing this long series of conversations, Mrs. Zhong remained silent, and then said after a while, "It happened ten years ago, why haven't you come back home to look for relatives in these ten years?"

Lingran smiled lightly and said, "Xiaosheng and Niangzi wanted to go back to Zhongfu. It's just that Master Taishan had already left here to take up his post in other provinces. Miss is delicate and weak, so Xiaosheng didn't dare to act lightly, for fear of damaging her body." .”

Xiao Qiniang sobbed and said: "At that time, my family just woke up, and I was lingering on the sick bed. I was ill for eight months in a year. Su Lang served my family for three full years, and then I gradually walked down the ground, as usual. He was like a human being. At that time, his father had long disappeared. Su Lang asked someone to look for him several times on behalf of the slave family, but there was no definite news. At that time, the slave family was alone, and he was grateful to Su Lang for his meticulous care in the past three years. He made a life-long decision with him , worship each other, and now they are husband and wife."

Only then did Mrs. Zhong wipe the corners of her eyes in doubt, and said slowly: "At that time, your father was very sad, and he wanted to leave this place and find a job outside. Afterwards, he has been unhappy in the officialdom, and he has already let go of his post. If he hadn't heard that The old bald donkey who murdered you will be executed this autumn, and your father may not be willing to come back! Even if we come back, we will only wait for a few months before returning home. My son, it is just the right time for you to find !"

"It was after hearing that my father was back that I and Su Lang came to look for it. In order to see my father and my mother, Su Lang took my family and traveled thirty miles to find this place."

When Mrs. Zhong heard about it, her heart softened again, and she couldn't help complaining: "Even if you already know that we are coming back, you just need to send someone at home to tell you, and mother will send someone to pick you up. You don't need to work so hard, thirty Lishan Road! How could you be so foolish and daring now that such a big thing happened at the incense ceremony back then?!"

Lingran smiled lightly. "Master Taishui, Xiaosheng has not made any progress in the past ten years, and his life is very poor. After leaving the mountain temple, he found a firewood house on the outskirts of Chang'an City. There is no maidservant at home. This time I came to the mansion, I am afraid of my wife. It makes people feel disgusted that they can’t get in, so I specially rented a sedan chair and a horse in Chang’an City, and even these servants and maidservants were hired with money.”

"I only dare to hire this day!" Xiao Qiniang hurriedly said.

"How can you be so poor!" Mrs. Zhong was startled, and looked up and down at Xiao Qiniang again.

Then Xiao Qiniang turned her head and said embarrassingly: "The current attire, as well as the money for hiring a car and sedan chair today, are still buried with my parents at that time. Over the years, my family has to take them out several times to share with Su Lang. Find a way out. Su Lang only said that it was impossible, but insisted on refusing. Today, my family has to go back to the mansion to find relatives, so I have to sell it as a last resort..."

"Oh, my son, your life is really miserable!" Mrs. Zhong couldn't bear to listen to Xiao Qiniang crying for poverty, and she hugged her again, sobbing and crying.

Lingran coughed twice, knowing that the first hurdle was barely passed, and he only needed to wait for Master Zhong to return to the mansion, and then he could live in the Zhong mansion to investigate the case after dealing with this stubborn Lord Zhong.

Now he is taking Xiao Qiniang back to the mansion, and Xiao Qiniang is wearing Zhong Xiu'er's face again.The news of Zhong Xiu'er's resurrection must have spread throughout the ten miles and eight villages in less than three days. By then, the Grieving Ghost Clan will also get the news, and they will be moved upon hearing the news.

Yes, this strategy of waiting for the rabbit is really easy to use.

Lingran was secretly proud, picked up the teacup, and took another sip of tea.

On the roof of Zhongfu, a man in red quietly lifted a piece of roof tiles.Taking advantage of the light leaked from this house, I saw my baby sitting in the hall drinking tea like a dog.The trick of Xiao Qiniang and Mrs. Zhong's confession is almost coming to an end.

...So the baby is so tricky!Qingliu Dalang thought silently, it seems that Bao Bao had been merciful to him before.