soon as they stepped out of the Misty Wind Forest, they saw Jiang Qiyun descend with billowing robes, surrounded by auspicious clouds, followed by a young boy.A little boy held a big gourd, tilting hi...What's wrong I'm worried you might have...

My brother frowned and stared at me, "What are you thinking! Do I look like that kind of person!"

“There is, a bit like...” I shrank my neck.

With my brother's attitude towards life, if he truly decided on something, he wouldn't care about status or position.

He was rational, which explained why he didn't feel anything.

My brother raised his hand to slap me, but stopped halfway, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Well, looks like my brother-in-law didn't hold back, huh Hmm..."

I'm so embarrassed, I quickly pulled up my collar to cover it, but now that the weather is hot, how can I cover it!

"Xiao Qiao, I want to drink mung bean smoothie," my brother said as he went upstairs. "You used to make it every summer. This year... forget it, you figure it out."

He rarely made a request, how could I possibly refuse I hurried past the counter and into the backyard, ready to make a big pot of mung bean soup.

In the courtyard, Old Lady Wu was sitting on a wicker chair, closing her eyes and resting. Old Man Chen, Da Bao, and Tanlang were squatting in a corner, roasting bean paste cakes over a small stove.

I heard them boasting in the kitchen, going on and on about all sorts of things. The sly wolf, this child, coldly interjected: "I still think Little Uncle is the most amazing."

Little Uncle He's talking about me

"Junior Uncle was so handsome with his belly sticking out as he muttered incantations. I've never seen such a powerful Kun Dao before, and she's not scary at all, no airs about her, great temper." Wolf said.

Well, good child, I'll add more meat to your dinner.

I chuckled and shook my head, but the good mood didn't last ten seconds.

Mr. Chen's hesitant voice rang out: "If Miss was that kind, why is the young master so accommodating to her Well, it’s not quite fear, more like he's giving in to her. Everyone can see that Miss is the one really running the household."

"Nonsense, she's Little Empress... Ugh, so hot, so hot, pass me the chopsticks, I need to flip the noodles..." Dabao responded, "The Emperor is so fond of her, naturally everyone has to cater to her. Thankfully, she's a kind-hearted little empress, otherwise she would have us little soldiers driven mad!"

"Hehehe…" Old Chen's lewd laughter came, and I could imagine his traitorous grin.

"Miss really has the ability, deities are constantly visiting this place. At night, there are more Yin soldiers around than before. I feel a chill even in the evening. I've never seen Yin spirits from a ghost marriage be so accommodating to a living person! Most of them are probably just people who died quickly and went to the underworld"

Dabo replied, “Yes, some were voluntary suicides, but most died from the unbearable influence of evil spirits. Their bodies grew weaker and weaker until they naturally perished… The underworld treats such ghosts kindly. Even if they need to atone for their sins, they can do so together and then be reborn individually.”

“But look at our little lady, she hasn't been harmed by any evil spirits or turned pale. Instead, she's becoming more and more delicate. Look at her bright eyes, white teeth, and rosy lips, she looks so fresh and lovely. Where does it look like she's in a ghost marriage She's even more graceful and beautiful than before... Hmm, you understand, right Hehe...”

"Well, well, you teach me! I'll go raise my wife too..."

Taiba was startled: “You! Give it up! You're over fifty, just focus on taking care of your daughter! Be careful, you might get struck by lightning soon!”

What's that about a sudden wind

Just as I was curious, the gluttonous baby wolf blurted out the same question.

Da Bao said awkwardly, "Don't ask children!"

The Wolf-Spirit wasn't satisfied and turned to ask the old woman lying on the rattan chair, "This is called 'losing control', my dear child. Remember this, a woman's waist is a hero's tomb, you have to know when to stop, hehehehehe..."

Mr. Chen awkwardly said, “I’m not about to be blown away right now!”

Da Bao proudly relayed what my older brother said: "Little Empress, are your parents ordinary people! You commoner, just focus on yourself!"

When my brother finished showering and put on his big shorts to join us, those conversations were unbearable!

"Young Master, are the things on Ghost Market any good"

"Who knows, I've never used it… But it seems to work alright. What kind of market are you going to Just walk straight down the back alley and there's a specialty store. Your wives aren't ghosts… Don't keep thinking about comparing yourselves to my brother-in-law; you wouldn't be able to catch up even in ten lifetimes!" My brother said impatiently.

"Do you understand, young master"

"I don't understand... But seeing how pampered my sister is by her husband, I'll ask her husband for some pointers someday."

"Then teach us too!"

"Come on, cut the crap, is it done yet"

……

I ground my teeth, wishing I could replace the sugar cubes in my hand with a salt shaker and pour it all in.

Listening to a bunch of rough guys talk about this kind of stuff is really a challenge.

Jiang Qiyun... He... although he chuckled and teased me as a good furnace, he never treated this as a tool for cultivation, and he doesn't need to!

He is already a revered immortal deity, what further nourishment or cultivation does he need

I couldn't help but reach up and touch my face, it felt somehow different... I hadn't noticed any changes myself, but others could tell.

Could it be that he did all these things using methods that benefited me

Don't think too much, or your brain will get fried.

I mechanically shelled the floating mung bean hulls, absentmindedly simmering the pot of mung bean paste. In the end, I forgot to add ice cubes, so I had to pour in large chunks of ice.

When that pot of green bean soup was carried out, my brother silently swallowed. “Xiao Qiao, this big ice block, should I use a basin to hold it”

" ... Just bear with it, it'll melt away in a bit!" My ears were still a little red.

My brother gave me a sly smile and said, "Did you hear our conversation Oh come on, there's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just praising your husband! Come on, you've worked hard, let me roast you some glutinous rice cakes!"

I sat in the yard and listened to them talk about what happened last night.

The guide was cornered in a dead-end alley by Jiang Qiyun. He was indeed a real person, just as Mu Yuqing described him, a man with a hunchback and burn scars on his face. But he was surprisingly capable. He wasn't just an ordinary guide; when faced with a desperate situation, a black cave suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

"Ran!" I couldn't help but frown.

"Well, this cave should be the same space as the giant-tongue cavern you encountered."st by soldiers carrying oil lamps.They wore embroidered, close-fitting garments, each with a leather belt around their waist and various oddly shaped pipe knives tucked in. They also carried hard cro...