Chapter 237 You never return the things you borrowed
Not long after Qin Feng left, Jiang Yexin dismissed the other disciples of Baihua Sect and asked curiously: "How can you ask him to take the initiative to lift your niece's black veil? Isn't that thing that can't be taken off casually?"
"My niece's husband is too arrogant. For some things, he is obviously very happy, but he is unwilling to compete with others. Seeing my aunt, I feel very distressed.
In this case, if you can help, then help." Cangmu sighed leisurely.
Jiang Yexin seemed to understand something and said in surprise: "That person is your niece's lover in a remote town? How do you know? Wait. It's the hairband!"
"Yes, for that girl, it's the first time to give a man a gift. She probably doesn't even realize it."
"But isn't the young man surnamed Qin married? He just said that the poem was written for his wife."
Although it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines in Daqian, Jiang Yexin knows that the women in the family of this special girlfriend are very proud and it is impossible for them to share a husband with other women.
Moreover, the elders in their family are also very stubborn about this.
Hearing this, Cangmu stroked his forehead and said, "How can an ordinary woman be qualified to compete with us for a man, even if she is married.
For those blind vixens, we always have ways to make them retreat.
But his wife is not ordinary, and it is not realistic to send her away."
This sounded a bit arrogant and unreasonable, but Jiang Yexin thought it was okay, and even agreed very much. She also didn't want someone to share her husband with her in the future.
But the focus of the other party's words just now was obviously not here. Jiang Yexin knew the strength of this lazy girlfriend's family, so she was surprised: "Even you said this, who is his wife?"
"You must know that person, she just returned to the Wanjian Sect not long ago." Cangmu said slowly.
Jiang Yexin was stunned at first, then her red lips opened, her expression shocked: "The person you are talking about, could it be Liu Jianli?"
"Who else could it be besides her?
Alas, my niece has a good eye for men, this boy will become a great man in the future.
It's just a pity that this luck is really bad, and she actually picked such a strong opponent.
If Liu Jianli successfully passes the proof of world hegemony this time, he will be the youngest third-grade in history, a generation of sword god."
As soon as the voice fell, she seemed to sense something and stood up.
"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yexin asked curiously.
"To see an old guy."
In a guest room of a restaurant, Baili old man sat alone at the wine table, drinking by himself.
Outside the window, the flowers are beautiful and the wind is clear, the prosperity is charming, and the beautiful scenery can be used as a drink.
Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and the fire in the house swayed. After the wind calmed down, a figure of a beautiful woman in a black dress appeared beside the wine table, and it was Cangmu.
She didn't hesitate to snatch the wine pot from the old man, poured herself a glass, then raised her right hand, covered her face with her black sleeves, and drank the wine.
"Old man, why don't you stay in Jinyang City and come to my Baihua Valley?"
"I have something to do in Wanjian Sect, and I came to borrow something from you." The old man put down the wine glass and said so.
"Borrow?" Cangmu sneered: "You have never returned the things you borrowed from us."
The old man's expression did not change, pretending not to hear, and took a bite of food into his mouth.
Cangmu was used to the other party's shameless appearance, so he asked: "What is it?"
"Liuyun Hairpin."
Cangmu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he guessed something: "Are you doing this for Liu Jianli? Do you want to help her pass the Heaven and Earth Hegemony Confirmation?
But why?
With her qualifications, plus the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Formation with Zidian Shenjun as the formation base, this heavenly tribulation is not difficult for her, and there is no need to add another layer of protection.
Unless there is a variable?"
The old man did not answer, but the slightly raised wrinkles on his face had already tacitly agreed with this statement.
Cangmu understood and spoke again: "Sorry, I can't give it to you.
To be honest, this thing has been taken away by someone and is not in my hands."
Old man Baili raised his head, looked at the other party, raised his eyebrows and said: "I said I borrowed it, I will return it."
"Do you believe this?
Besides, you don't have to look at me like this, I didn't lie to you.
Old man, aren't you the best at divination? Why not calculate who has the Liuyun hairpin now?" Cangmu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Old man Baili did as he was told, and not long after, he showed a slightly strange look.
Cangmu supported his chin with one hand and said, "It seems that you have already figured it out.
The old man in Fengtian City once made a divination for the Liu family and the Qin family.
He said that if the two families happened to have a man and a woman in the future, it would be a match made in heaven, and Fengtian would marry happily.
Now it seems that the divination has really come true."
After a pause, Cangmu said again: "Hey, old man, why don't you also calculate for my niece, where will her marriage go?"
Old man Baili filled a glass of wine for himself, took a sip and said leisurely: "For things like marriage, you can't just rely on God's will, you have to fight for it yourself."
"Heh." Cangmu sneered and didn't care.
After three rounds of wine, Cangmu was about to get up and leave. The old man said in a deep voice: "When the divine fire destroyed the heart of King Garuda, Nan Tianlong went to Zhenling Pass to guard the gate just in case.
And King Garuda has awakened."
Cangmu's light blue pupils widened slightly, and then he exhaled and said, "I know, I will tell the old man."
The next day, at dawn, Qin Feng and his four companions walked out of the restaurant.
The black charcoal head went to the stable to bring the carriage. The old man who failed to buy tea last night looked a little confused.
Qin Feng asked knowingly: "Dad, did you buy tea smoothly last night?"
The old man shook his head and did not answer. At this moment, he just wanted to be quiet - what happened to this world, why is tea so expensive?
With a neigh, the black charcoal head drove the carriage to the door of the restaurant.
After the old man and the master entered the carriage, Qin Feng reached out and was about to pull the curtain, then remembered something, retracted his hand, and sat next to Xing Sheng again.
Forget it, it's only a few hours' journey anyway, just bear it for a while
He would rather be cold than smell that sour smell.
The black charcoal head raised the reins in his hand, the horse hooves stepped, and the four people set off again.
On the second floor of the restaurant where Qin Feng and others stayed last night, a young man in green sat by the window drinking tea, looking at them through the slit until the carriage disappeared from sight.
A young book boy stood by, reporting something, mostly about Qin Feng.
"He is Liu Jianli's husband?" Luo Yu looked at the contents on the paper in his hand, looking a little surprised.
Then he thought of the poem Qin Feng wrote last night, and exclaimed: "The woman in the poem is Liu Jianli, so it doesn't disgrace the poem."