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Chapter Fourteen Xianggong, what are you looking at?(2/3)

This is obviously impossible.

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while and felt something was strange. Seeing Qiutao and Jingyan still listening to books, he said hello, "I'll go shopping upstairs." He climbed the stairs alone.

The second floor of the bookstore is filled with exquisitely compiled books, mostly produced from major sects, with cultivation experience compiled by famous masters, and classics that are of great value. Against the wall is a statue of an old Confucian scholar, holding a scroll and a brush, and an incense altar is placed in front of it.

Most of the people who are interested in these books are casual cultivators. There are about ten people on the second floor, but they don’t have sect signs. They look for books in front of each bookshelves, and there are bookstore staff taking care of them.

The female cultivator with a flower hairpin seemed to be choosing books. She walked slowly to a bookshelf and looked up at her eyes. Her behavior was not special.

Zuo Lingquan was suspicious, but he couldn't stare at the butt of the female cultivator. He had no results in exploring it. He simply walked up to him and said with a smile:

“Fellow Taoist …”

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to talk to him based on the types of books on the bookshelf, saying "Fellow Taoists are also interested in Feng Shui and Physics?"

But Zuo Lingquan walked into the bookshelf and found that what was placed on it was "Twenty-Eight Styles of Spring Tide", "The Secret of Jade Room", and "The Firm Techniques"...

I'm damn...

Zuo Lingquan was almost choked to death by a mouthful of old blood. His old face, which was not as bright as ever, couldn't hold back. He swallowed the next words and turned into:

"Are you familiar with the bookstore? Do you know where to put your cultivation experience related to sword cultivators?"

The guy standing not far away from the bookstore shook his head slightly and looked elsewhere, looking like "These young people, alas..."

When the young woman in the flower hairpin heard the sound, she turned her head and glanced at the young master beside her. Her face turned red and she said softly:

"Young Master, um... I am a married woman. If you want to get to know each other, I am nothing, just afraid that the Taoist couple will misunderstand..."

The sound is soft and the appearance is pleasing. I have never seen it before.

But Zuo Lingquan always felt a little familiar. He hesitated and continued:

"Fellow Taoist misunderstood. I have no other meaning. I just didn't see the relevant books. Please ask someone for advice..."

Before Zuo Lingquan finished speaking, another woman's voice came from behind:

"My husband, if you are interested in kendo, why ask others? Isn't there any here?"

Zuo Lingquan turned around and saw Jingyan standing on the stairs on the second floor at some point, looking at him sourly like a jealous little wife.?

Although his appearance and figure have not changed at all, the tone of Jingyun and the ancestor's speech is too different. Even though he deliberately acts like a young wife, Zuo Lingquan still recognizes Jingyun at first glance that he is being abducted by the ancestor.

When Zuo Lingquan saw that the ancestor came, he naturally didn't hold the young woman holding the flower hairpin and said "sorry", and came to the stairs:

"Why are you here?"

The woman with a flower hairpin seemed to be afraid of being misunderstood, so she lowered her head and walked downstairs quickly.

Zuo Lingquan was still confused. Looking at the back of Fengrun young woman going downstairs, she couldn't help but look at her familiar buttocks.

As a result, the little wife next to her raised her hand and grabbed his waist and said with a smile:

"My husband, what are you looking at?"

"hiss"

It may be the first time Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingyan's hand was so strong that he was so pinched that he was so cold that he quickly withdrew his eyes:

"My wife, I'm wrong..."

From outsiders, they are just small Taoist couples who practice Taoism. Because men are not honest and women are jealous, they naturally do not attract the attention of people in the bookstore. Only a few women who have selected the books can't help laughing "puff".

Old Ancestor Shangguan grabbed Zuo Lingquan's waist and kept his eyes open, and he was actually a little confused.

Just now, she was meditating in the Taohua Cave Heaven. The old witch of Taohua suddenly contacted her and said something:

"Goddess, it's bad, it's exposed. This little brat has some idea of ​​me. Come and help you get rid of the siege..."

Shangguan Zuo Lingquan saw through the disguise of the Peach Blossom Lord and even prepared to pull out the unknown Taoist protector.

But when he came over, he found that Zuo Lingquan didn't seem to notice something strange, but he seemed to have taken a look at the old witch's round and plump buttocks and ran over to chat with her!

The ancestor Shangguan was not sure about Zuo Lingquan's original intention, so he asked with a smile:

"Where are you wrong?"

Zuo Lingquan responded casually in pain, but he didn't feel wrong in his heart. He looked at the little wife beside him:

"I just think this woman looks familiar. Be cautious when going out and come and investigate..."

Old Ancestor Shangguan is half-believing and half-doubting:

“Where does it look familiar?”

"Forehead……"

Zuo Lingquan's expression was slightly condensed, hesitated for a while, and lowered his head to her ear.

The ancestor Shangguan tilted his head slightly, but did not completely avoid it. Then he heard Zuo Lingquan whisper:

"Ass. This woman's butt seems familiar..."?!

Old Master Shangguan never expected to hear this weird answer and said to himself: Even so, do you know the old witch's buttocks very well? You can find strange things. How long have you been staring at before?

The old ancestor Shangguan's eyes turned cold. Before he could speak, Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and pointed at the sky:

"I swear to God that I definitely noticed something strange and came up to chat with me... No, it was a survey. This is the most basic caution when going out. Do you think your wife is right?"

“…”

The ancestor Shangguan thought a little, and thought that although it was a little weird, with Zuo Lingquan's understanding, it was not impossible to detect something strange through these details, so he let go of Zuo Lingquan's waist:

"Believe in you once."

Zuo Lingquan rubbed his old waist with his hands and asked again:

"I think it's a bad thing? Is there a problem with this woman?"

The ancestor Shangguan did not answer directly because Zuo Lingquan discovered something strange herself. If she denied it, Zuo Lingquan would definitely ignore this strange next time, which would be fatal at some point. She hesitated for a moment:

"I have good eyesight, but this person is not more alert than to you, it has nothing to do with you."

“No need to be alert…”

Zuo Lingquan is a little confused and doesn’t have to be alert. That is not an enemy. It seems familiar, which means that he may have seen it before...

Zuo Lingquan thought of something and approached him and asked:

"Is this female cultivator a Taoist guardian arranged by my senior?"

The ancestor Shangguan shook his head: "I didn't arrange a guardian for you, so don't expect someone to come to save you in times of danger. Be careful of everything."

"Then this person..."

The ancestor Shangguan couldn't explain to the old witch who was passionate, so his face turned cold.

Zuo Lingquan is tactful and shut up.

Old Ancestor Shangguan was about to leave, but he glanced at the second floor of the bookstore and found a wooden statue beside the wall. After a glance, she walked slowly over and incense the statue.

The guy from the bookstore has been paying attention to the flirting couple, and asked:

"The little fairy knows this statue?"

Old Ancestor Shangguan nodded slightly: "I've heard of it."

Zuo Lingquan didn't understand why, so he walked up to the front and looked at it for a few times, and asked:

"Then I am ignorant. Whose master is this?"

The guy in the bookstore looked a little proud and introduced:

"A strange man from the ancestor of my eight-armed Xuanmen was named 'Tiebi'. He was not very good at Taoism, but he wrote hundreds of books in his life and was widely circulated in Jiuzhou. It is said that an immortal king on Lianshan grew up reading his books..."

Zuo Lingquan looked surprised and guessed that the immortal king was probably the little wife beside him. He said curiously:

"Is that true? Is there any book compiled by this old man in the building? I want to watch it."

"The old man passed away for hundreds of years before he became famous, and the books were not passed down. However, the great masters in the sect had reorganized some of them by his disciples."

The guy in the bookstore said, and took a complete set of books from the books and handed them to Zuo Lingquan:

"I read the old man's books back then, but now I am either an immortal king or an immortal master. This set of books has been stolen after they come out. This set is reserved for regular customers. If you like it, I will ask you to give it to you first. A set of ten volumes, only thirty white jade beads..."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the names on the side of the book "The God of Martial Arts", "The Relentless Sword Immortal", and "The Fairy is Very Fierce"...

What the hell?

No wonder he became famous hundreds of years after his death. Can anyone see this?

Zuo Lingquan looked at the Shangguan ancestor next to him again, and wanted to speak but stopped.

The old ancestor Shangguan had no expression, took the books, took thirty pieces of private money from Jingyan Linglong Pavilion, threw it to the bookstore clerk, turned around and went downstairs.

"Oh, fairy is so proud. You don't cut the price at this price. I'm sorry, I'll buy you two more books..."

Zuo Lingquan took the book thrown by the shop clerk and scanned the "Twenty-Eight Styles of Spring Tides".

"cough……"

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly put his sleeves in his arms and followed the ancestor:

"Wife, do you like reading these kinds of books?"
To be continued...
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