Yanyang Mulin, Dongcheng.

There were tens of thousands of tribe members who came to participate in the Wudan Fantasy Fair this time, so after leaving the temple square, the streets would appear crowded, so the law enforcement team led people out of the city from the beginning.

The crowds left the city.

Among them is Liu Wanzhen, who was carried by her own close maid.

"Madam, I was in the sacrificial hall just now. When I saw the master lined up in front. Now it should be behind us. I... might as well go back first?"

Liu Wanzhen is so sick.

Uncle Thirteen naturally refused to let her come out and make trouble like this.

But the people participating in the alchemy trial this time included the nineteenth brother, Liu Wanzhen's biological son. How could she stay at home?

Liu Wanzhen turned her head and looked behind her.

After the crowd left the square, a shiny light flashed across the sacrificial hall, completely isolated the entire sacrificial hall from the outside world.

"lady?"

Xin'er didn't reply when she saw Liu Wanzhen.

The steps paused.

"If we don't go back, we will wait for Hao'er under the catalaurus tree outside the city."

Although Liu Wanzhen was weak, her tone was unquestionable. Xin'er sighed silently, put the person smoothly under the acacia tree, and took the pills she carried with her for Liu Wanzhen to take it.

After taking the pills.

Liu Wanzhen opened her mouth and wanted to vomit.

Xin'er quickly fed the prepared marinade to the other party.

"call-----"

Liu Wanzhen vomited a foul smell heavily. She had been taking this pill for decades, but she still has not adapted to the unpleasant smell.

Xin'er saw this.

He said with a heartache: "Madam, when Young Master Hao'er becomes an alchemist, he will definitely develop a magical medicine that can cure your stubborn illness."

nice words.

Everyone is willing to listen.

Liu Wanzhen showed a rare smile on her face. After pinching a soundproofing technique, she narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "What I told you, how are you doing?"

Xin'er replied in a low voice:

"My uncle, now as you plan, Aunt Duan is favored by her uncle. In the past few months, the wind has blown a lot by her pillow. My uncle looks at the objects you entrusted to her by the wife, and finally loosens. He goes to the patriarch to say that he wants to exchange for ten thousand spirit stones, but... but......"

"But what?"

Liu Wanzhen couldn't help but become nervous.

You know, this ten thousand spirit stone is her life-saving elixir.

"Aunt Duan said that the clan leader first asked the uncle what it is for exchange for ten thousand spirit stones. When he learned... he wanted to give it to your wife, he said... he said that there were not so many spirit stones in the clan that could be spent."

Xin'er had originally bowed her head and reported.

But after saying that, there was no movement, so he looked up carefully and looked at Liu Wanzhen.

But when he saw Liu Wanzhen laughing, he said after a while:

"When my grandfather asked me to marry Fu Shisan, I thought that today would be there. Now that my family has all the talents, he naturally looked down on me, the abandoned son who was surviving."

Xin'er heard this.

I couldn't help but feel sad for my wife, but I didn't dare to say those depressing words, and only chose nice ones:

"Madam, even if the patriarch is very scheming, he is not as good as you. When you married into the Fu family, you have never done anything to be sorry for the Fu family, and you have managed the Xinyiling base in a prosperous life. In recent years, no one among the Fu family has ever said half a bad word to you. Even if... even if our family cannot be trusted, we can still gain a foothold in the Fu family. Besides, you have Young Master Haoer. Besides, the development momentum of the Fu family is much better than our family. Madam, please relax."

Liu Wanzhen smiled and said nothing.

I just set my eyes on the formation in the sacrificial hall ahead.

She is dead or alive.

It depends on Hao'er's fortune in Wudan's illusion this time. If Hao'er gets inheritance and comes forward, his grandfather will definitely not continue to use the excuse of no spirit stones.

and.

An alchemist.

Ten thousand spirit stones can still be afforded in their lifetime.

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Outside the acacia tree that Liu Wanzhen leaned against.

Less than a hundred steps, behind a Yan Yang tree about nine feet tall, a man and a woman were also discussing the story of entering the Wudan fantasy.

"San sister, Gang..... Gang, standing at the door of the inner hall and standing with Eleventh Aunt, is it, is it An An, the eldest brother's grandson? I saw the jade pendant he wore, which looked very much like the rewards given by Eleventh Aunt when An An was full of the moon. I remember that Sheng Yi's wife was holding this jade pendant and spreading it everywhere. Is it An An?"

"Since An An can enter the Wudan illusion."

"That means An An has spiritual roots. Our family... we have a monk with spiritual roots!!"

The man was very excited.

Fu Jinlian was the same, her body trembling with excitement. She nodded to the man.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes turned red in an instant. If An An was a monk, then the three families could guard the clouds and see the moon brightly. They thought that they would not have to live such a life that would hide when they saw people in the future.

The brother and sister were both excited and sad.

After wiping away tears, the man frowned:

"Jinlian, An An can practice, this is a great thing, but why did my sister-in-law keep covering her before and not declare her clan members? Why is this?"

If it was announced earlier.

He can be someone else's grandfather now.

Fu Jinlian thought for a while and felt that it was very strange:

"I also find it strange. I went to see my sister-in-law before, and I thought she was afraid of dragging me down, so I avoided it. But now I think about it, it's really strange. Is it...forget it, for nothing, anyway, An An can be a great thing when practicing. If he can make a fortune in Wudan's illusion, then our days in the future will be even more icing on the cake, and even our descendants will enjoy endless wealth and glory."

The two talked and laughed.

Although silent,

However, the starling hidden on the top of Yanyang's tree could hear it clearly.

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He used the invisibility technique, jumped on his toes, and disappeared from the top of the tree. He went back and forth a few times and returned to the city and saw Fu Shiyi in Yunmi Tower in the city.

Fu Shiyi and Sanniang and the others were having tea and chatting. After seeing the starling, he accused him of guilt and turned around and entered the small box inside.

Enter the small box.

Not yet settled.

The starling said with a smile as if he was seeking credit:

"Eleventh, what you asked me to inquire is done."

"Since she returned to Dongcheng, Yang has never left the house. As for her grandson Fu Yian, everyone in the neighbors said that she had never seen him, and even Fu Da's brother and sister had never seen this nephew."

"By the way, Fu Da's third sister said that she would visit Yang every month, but every time she came over, it was quiet inside. Not only did no one come out, but there was no sound."

That is to say.

Since Fu Yian returned to Dongcheng, only Yang and Fu Shengyi and his son who were with him day and night have seen him.

Fu Shiyi, sitting at the Eight Immortals Table.

His eyebrows frowned.

She tapped the table with her right index finger, narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly stood up and said, "Brother, thank you for your hard work, I'll go out if I have something to do!"

Fu Shiyi left the small room.

Sanniang came up and said, "Eleventh, what happened?"

The sixteenth brother, eighteenth brother and others in the room turned their heads and looked at Fu Shiyi. Fu Shiyi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I remember how to treat Yang, so I thought about going to her house and I'll go back."

A beautiful seat with honey flowers.

When Fu Shiyi saw Sanniang and her brother came out, she smiled and said to her brother:

"Brother, someone may come out of Wudan's fantasy later. You'd better stay here and wait for good news. There is a small matter with Yang's family. Just have Sanniang accompany me."

Although my brother is a chatterbox.

But I also heard the subtle voice of Fu Shiyi:

"Okay, I'll notify you as soon as possible if there is any errands, just call me."

Fu Shiyi nodded.
To be continued...