Chapter 232 The Candle in the Small Window, Rainy Night in front of the Light

At the third update of the night, Macheng County became a dark ghost town, and only the rustling rain curtain and the sound of the waves in the distance could be heard.

In the courtyard, the strong meat aroma was filled with the quality of the bacon sent was not bad. Just boiling it in water and sprinkling some salt would be enough to make the hungry two people feel a lot of appetite.

Zuo Lingquan used a large basin, filled a basin of water and boiled meat, placed it on the table in the main house, and brought a full pot of brown rice over.

So many things are enough for dozens of ordinary people to have a meal, so that they can't even fit their stomachs.

However, the body of a person in practice cannot be inferred by common sense. A thousand pounds of pounds of power does not come out of thin air. The stomach is equivalent to a refining furnace. After eating ordinary grains, it may be that the first bowl will be absorbed completely before eating the second bowl.

Although it was fine to finish eating, Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised to put a large pot of rice in front of him. The Queen Mother's Virgin had a half-step jade step, and her physical reserves were much higher than that of him. This little thing was not enough. If you really want to eat it, the Queen Mother's meal would probably have to eat two cows.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan was a little grateful that they were practicing, otherwise a wife who would not be fat even if she had such a big appetite would be worried.

Of course, Zuo Lingquan dared not speak in person.

After scooping a bowl of rice for dumplings and putting it on the table, Zuo Lingquan took the bowl and came to the desk.

Shangguan Lingye was extremely focused when working, and occasionally recalled carefully to make sure that the method could be implemented here, or skipped things that should not appear, so as not to bring disaster to the secular world.

After smelling the smell of the rice, Shangguan Lingye felt hungry, but he didn't have the habit of stopping halfway through his work, so he said softly:

"You eat first, just leave some for me."

Shangguan Lingye didn't move. Zuo Lingquan was so delicious that he ate alone. When he saw Shangguan Lingye's mouth was idle, he picked up a piece of boiled meat and sent it to her red lips:

"I'm so hungry that I'm almost hungry, and the empress probably isn't the same."

“…?”

Shangguan Lingye looked at the chopsticks in front of him, his eyes slightly widened. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan retracted without knowing it, she took a light breath and raised her eyes to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"Do you think I am a dumpling? You have to feed someone to eat?"

"grumble?"

The dumpling that buried his head in the rice bowl, raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that neither of them paid attention to it, he continued to bury his head in the rice bowl.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took the chopsticks back:

"It's just that the Empress has no time to do it, just do it."

Shangguan Lingye sighed, put down the golden hairpin in his hand, stood up and walked towards the table:

"I asked you to feed you, I can't finish it tomorrow morning. If the boards are not enough, you can find a few more pieces tomorrow, and then get the rest tomorrow."

"OK……"

Zuo Lingquan put away the wooden board, put the bowl in front of Shangguan Lingye, sat opposite him, and began to bury his head in the meal.

Small window candles, diet, men and women.

The two people who had completely different clothes and environment might never have thought that they would sit together like this one day for a good night together.

Shangguan Lingye acted generously. Even if he chewed his mouth slowly, he did not show his little daughter's shyness, but instead showed a different kind of elegance.

Maybe because he felt that eating dry food was tasteless, Shangguan Lingye glanced at the two small wine jars beside the wall.

The wine jar was brought by Lu Chen together, and the total amount was only four kilograms.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took all the wine jars, opened the seal, and poured a bowl for Shangguan Lingye.

The rice wine brewed by the local method has a turbid color and a taste that is not good. In the past, not to mention Shangguan Lingye, even Zuo Lingquan would probably not have taken a look.

But as Zuo Lingquan said, the taste of wine is never in the wine, but in the environment.

Shangguan Lingye picked up the wine bowl, touched Zuo Lingquan, covered his sleeves and drank it, and tasted it slightly:

"Well... it's not bad. It feels better than the fine wines collected in the Dayan Palace."

Zuo Lingquan took a sip and smiled and said, "Scarcity is precious. Wine is made of grain. It is rarer than meat in this place. It is not easy to drink it. It is more delicious than the inexhaustible wine in the palace."

"That's true. I used to hear people saying, 'Food is always the fragrance of other people', and my wife is always the spirit of others'. Only when I can't get it, I think this is the reason."

Zuo Lingquan did not agree with this: "I can't tell you the food, but I still think my wife is good. No matter how good the wife is, it doesn't make sense."

When Shangguan Lingye heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"You don't look down on someone else's wife?"

"Um……"

Zuo Lingquan was about to seriously reply, "Women with husbands should not be bullied," but before he could say anything, he suddenly remembered that the grandmother of the Concubine was the imperial concubine of the Dayan court. Although she was famous but not real, she was indeed the case in her identity.

"This is not a question of whether I can watch it or not. There are some things that I can't even have bad thoughts..."

"Oh?" Shangguan Lingye was so energetic that he came to the side with a wine bowl, gently stroking his skirt and sat down:

"You mean, there are some married women, can you have bad thoughts? Which part of them? Enemy, wife and daughter?"

??

Zuo Lingquan sat upright, feeling helpless: "Empress, what you said is wrong. Am I like such a careless person?"

Shangguan Lingye glanced up and down: "Like. You dare to get involved in your fiancée's aunt and bully your teacher. Is there anything you can't do?" He said that, turning his head to look at Tuanzi: "Right?"

"grumble."

The dumpling nodded like a pecking rice.

"This is not the same thing. The cause of Qingwan and I are complicated..."

"Why, you still want to put the blame on Qingwan and say she hooked up with you first?"

What is hooking up? Qingwan is the overlord who is forced to take the blame...

Zuo Lingquan wanted to defend himself, but he really couldn't resist the temptation of Senior Wu at that time, and he had no intention of shirking responsibility at this moment. He sighed:

"I'm lustful, come and do it."

"Oh……"

Shangguan Lingye curled the corners of his lips, picked up the wine bowl and touched Zuo Lingquan:

"It's so satisfying, I deserve to be the one I love."

Zuo Lingquan's bitter wine entered his throat, speechless.

Shangguan Lingye ate for a while, then turned his cheeks and asked curiously:

"Jiang Yi feels most sorry for her aunt. I learned about your affair..."

"How can it be called a private relationship..."

"What's that called?"

"Uh...ah~."

"What did Jiang Yi react after learning about your affair? Based on my understanding of Jiang Yi, I must be tepid on the surface, but stormy inside. If I don't carry my bag back to my parents' home, I will have a long war with you. Why didn't I see her strange? Or did she not notice it?"

When Zuo Lingquan faced the curious baby-like concubine, he couldn't stand it and said sloppyly:

"Qingwan advised her, and then..."

Shangguan Lingye didn't believe it at all and frowned and said, "How did you persuade me? I have to learn such a powerful method."

"What is the empress learning this?"

"Bullying your niece like this, you can still live in peace afterwards. This technique of controlling people is comparable to that of the emperor's mind. It is much more powerful than the one who can only rely on strength to crush the people below, so you have to learn it."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly. He pressed Jiang Yi's knee on his shoulder. Wanwan apologized next to him, and there was no way to say it, so he could only say:

"This method is only useful to Jiang Yi, and no one else can use it."

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye sighed quietly, showing a look of loss:

"Oh~ It seems that you still regard me as an outsider, just don't ask. Come out to protect you, and end up like this. I have never asked you for a single point..."

"I won't say it anymore, I'm all in the wine, do it."

"What are you doing? You have to open your heart to chat. You guys hide it, what's the point of drinking?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to hide it, but how could he talk about putting Wanwan and Jiang Yi together in front of the dignified and noble concubine? After talking about his image, he was completely ruined.

Faced with the questioning of the Concubine, Zuo Lingquan could only turn into a ruthless rice cooker with Tuanzi, and toast to drink once in three words...

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The wind was flying, and the heavy rain was falling on the old city wall.

There were human heads hanging on the battlements of the city walls, and they were so rotten that they could not see their appearance. The corners of the city walls were full of corpses. Some had just died, and some had turned into bones and mixed in the mud.

Boom-

The lightning illuminated the roads all over the trenches. An old man with white hair dressed in ordinary farmers' clothes came to the city wall slowly, looking at the corpses all over the ground, shook his head gently, feeling that so many dead people were wasted, which was a pity.

In the imagination of the monks of the righteous path, the evil devils are crazy, perverted, full of hostility, and they are extremely useless. They wish they could hang a few skulls on their chests and sleep on the pile of bones.

In fact, this is not the case with evil monks. They are all strong people who have studied hard since childhood and practiced hard. They may have extreme personalities, but there are absolutely no fools and lunatics, and they will be too smart when doing things.

For example, the Netherworld Ancestor now needs to try to use the soul refining technique to get out of the predicament. With his current state, killing tens of thousands of mortals with bare hands is only a matter of time. However, the dignified Jade-level Immortal Lord who really uses his fists to kill people slowly will probably be laughed at by fellow Taoists for hundreds of years of experience and will live to the dog.

In this chaotic world where people eat people, driving tigers and swallowing wolves and letting two groups of mortals fight, tens of thousands of unjust souls can be captured, and is it necessary to do it yourself?
To be continued...