The sun was setting in the west, Fang Zheng was still sitting in front of the villa looking forward to it. His wife had not returned for two days, and the other friends went out to help Jiang Luo solve the case, and he was the only one who had idle meals.

It’s actually a bad feeling to be out of the matter. It’s obviously in a group but cannot be integrated into it. People with strong self-esteem cannot bear it.

Fortunately, he was used to sarcasm since childhood, and was thick-skinned and had no confidence in the ridicule of others.

Waiting left and right, several majestic jeeps finally appeared in sight, and Qiao Bin, Li Tairong and others got off one after another.

Fang Zheng was extremely excited, jumped up like a spring, ran towards his wife, shouting: "Shufen, you are finally back, has the case been solved?"

"I'll talk about the case later. Come with me first." Yao Shufen grabbed Fang Zheng's arm and dragged him to run home.

"Sunny's wife, I want to help that stupid boy cleanse his marrow. Come and help."

When Luo Churan heard this, he looked at Mengyao in shock. He was called granddaughter-in-law by a little loli who seemed to have walked out of the comic. It felt strange.

However, after thinking about it, Jiang Luo had already recognized the "cheap grandma", and she should also follow her husband and wife, calling her grandma.

"Okay, grandma," Luo Churan smiled sweetly, and walked a few steps to catch up with Mengyao.

As soon as Fang Zheng arrived home, he asked in confusion: "Shufen, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Shufen said seriously: "I invited a master to help you cleanse your marrow. After you succeed, you can practice with us. The process may be a little painful. You must endure it and don't make the master angry."

Fang Zheng was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it and said in surprise: "What you said is true? It's great. I finally hoped for this day. Who is that master?"

"It's me." Mengyao walked into the living room gracefully, stretched out a hand, and blinked at Fang Zheng, "Hello, my name is Mengyao."

Fang Zheng looked at her curiously, and the more he looked at her, the more pleasing she felt, he also reached out and shook her, "Little sister, hello, my name is Fang Zheng."

Yao Shufen gave Fang Zheng a blank look, "She is not a little sister, but an ancient divine beast, nine-tailed fox."

Fang Zheng was surprised and stared at Mengyao up and down, his eyes as if sticking to her.

As a native rural person, he has superstitious animals such as foxes, snakes, weasels, etc.

Without any favorability, I couldn't believe that the innocent and cute girl in front of me was actually the ancestor of the vixen.

When Yao Shufen saw her husband staring at the beauty, she was overturned by the jealousy, and hurriedly urged: "Stop looking, go and prepare."

"What should I prepare?" Fang Zheng asked in confusion.

Mengyao smiled and said, "You go to the bedroom first, take off your shoes, lie on the bed and relax, I'll go there later."

Fang Zheng nodded and thought for a while. He thought Mengyao's words were ambiguous. Fortunately, her tigress didn't get angry.

My wife had no objection, and Fang Zheng was even more unlikely to have objection. She strided to the bedroom upstairs, took off her shoes, and lay comfortably on the bed.

After a while, Mengyao came in. Surprisingly, Luo Churan also came in.

Mengyao walked to the bed and smiled and said, "Fangzheng, sit up and close your eyes."

Fang Zheng did as he said. As soon as he closed his eyes, he smelled a refreshing fragrance. He was dizzy and almost fell asleep.

Luo Churan widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. Meng Yao kissed Fang Zheng's lips and spit out a large amount of white vapor from her mouth. Fang Zheng opened his mouth from time to time and greedily sucked the white vapor.

Associating Mengyao's identity, she soon thought of the legend of fox demon seducing scholars and absorbing yang energy.

As it turned out, she was not the only one who thought so, but the door was unscrewed and Yao Shufen rushed in.

"Voxin, remove your stinky mouth quickly. What do you want to do?"

Luo Churan quickly advised: "Shufen, please calm down. Maybe this is a special way to cleanse the marrow."

"No matter how special it is, you can't talk to each other. It's too inappropriate." Yao Shufen was not willing to listen to advice, and bypassed Luo Churan and slapped Mengyao directly.

Mengyao gave her a blank look and said coldly: "The most taboo thing about marrow cleaning is to interrupt the middle. If you don't want him to die, go out and wait for good news.

Actually, I don’t need anyone’s help. I asked Churan to follow her just to make her a witness and prove that we are innocent and did nothing.”

Yao Shufen's eyes sank, then he retracted his hand and said sternly: "I believe in you for the time being, and I hope you don't take advantage of the situation."

Mengyao blinked and said charmingly: "That's not sure. If you continue to make trouble, I may really take him as a guest in the curtain, with me

I guess this kid can't control his ability, but he hooked his fingers."

Yao Shufen gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger, rushing out like a tornado.

Luo Churan smiled awkwardly, closed the door, and when he turned around, he saw the eyes on the bed sucking and spitting white smoke. His posture was indeed very ambiguous and he had some sacrificing souls.

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Mr. Shen curled up on the hospital bed, with an oxygen tube inserted into his nose, his eyes were red and swollen, and his cheeks were concave. In just a few days, he seemed to have lost more than ten pounds.

There were two people standing in front of the hospital bed, one was Jiang Luo and the other was his eldest daughter Shen Yufang.

Both of them were asked by Mr. Shen.

The eldest daughter looked haggard and shed tears. Jiang Luo was silent and listened to the old man's last words attentively.

"After I die, you...you are fine, don't fight for power and profit anymore. The Shen family is exhausted and can retain...a trace of blood is good."

Shen Yufang knew that this was what she said to herself, so she immediately lay on the bed and wailed: "Dad, don't leave, I don't want to lose another relative."

A tear slid down from Old Shen's face, his eyes turned, and fell on Jiang Luo, he opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Actually, I know... Qingcheng is not a normal human, but for... his own selfishness... he sheltered him."

Seeing that he had difficulty breathing, Jiang Luo might not be able to last tonight, so he quickly injected his spiritual power.

Under the care and nourishment of spiritual power, Mr. Shen's breathing gradually stabilized. After taking a break, he sighed heavily, and told a story of the old past in front of his daughter and Jiang Luo.

Fifty years ago, he responded to the call of the country and went to the countryside to go to the Gongzhuling area of ​​Jilin when he was informed. He had a bad luck and was assigned to a poor mountain village at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

The place has been covered with snow for many years and the weather is cold. He grew up in the south since he was a child and could not withstand the severe cold climate. In addition, he was unfamiliar with the place, so he didn't even have a person who could tell the truth. After working for a while, he was depressed and in a low mood.

Fortunately, he met the enthusiastic and cheerful local girl Ginkgo. With the care of Ginkgo, he spent three hardest years. The two were also recognized by parents and became husband and wife.

Soon after, the country called for information to return to the city. Mr. Shen also took the opportunity to return to the city and was admitted to the university. After graduation, he was assigned to work at the Land Bureau. Because of his outstanding performance, he was highly favored by the director.
Chapter completed!