Women's Juju Counterattack Diary [Quick Transmigration]

It was another rainy season, and on a rare day the sun revealed a ray of light through the clouds, and the residents of the small town were drying damp quilts on the clothes rail in the yard.

A few children were flipping leather ropes under the big locust tree at the entrance of the town, and there were a few crisp laughter from time to time.

"Big ya er ya, go home for dinner!"

At this time, someone yelled not far away, but the children who were playing vigorously did not hear it.

A few minutes later, a dark and strong young man in his twenties came out of the yard, walked under the locust tree, and was about to call for someone, when suddenly his eyes swept across the hillside outside the town, as if he saw something, he was stunned I was stunned, and then ran over there without hearing the voices of the two daughters calling Daddy from behind.

On the hillside is a simple hut, no one has ever entered it since the two brothers and sisters of Fang's family left, and it is still standing there now because He Erhu repairs it every year.

He Erhu was out of breath, because he didn't dare to look away, and he didn't look carefully at the road. He even kicked a stone and fell on the way. Regardless of the worn-out wound on his palm, he got up and continued running towards the hut.

A few minutes later, He Erhu stopped in front of the hut out of breath.

The door of the thatched hut is made of simple bamboo strips. Due to the poor craftsmanship of the weavers, the bamboo strips are crooked, and due to the long-term influence of humid weather, there are some black mold spots between the yellow strips.

Looking at the half-closed door in front of him, He Erhu took a deep breath, his raised hand trembled a little, but he dared not stretch out his hand to push it open for a long time.

A few years before Fang Shuying disappeared, He Erhu looked for her everywhere, and then under the interference of his parents and the long-term search to no avail, he gave up and married a daughter-in-law peacefully, and now he has a pair of twin daughters , the daughter-in-law is still pregnant with one.

But this matter has always been a hurdle in his heart, which can be seen from the repairs of this hut every year.

And now, someone actually came in this room.

Could it be that she came back?

He Erhu stood at the door for a long time, not daring to move, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and stood for a while, He Erhu felt his legs were a little stiff, so he took another deep breath, and pushed away the person in front of him with his palm. door.

There was an old creaking sound from the door, and the scene in the room was completely presented in front of He Erhu.

He Erhu looked at the appearance here for several years, a table missing a leg, a small water tank measuring four barrels, two stools and a small bed.

Other than that, nothing.

Maybe the wind blew the door open.

He Erhu couldn't hide his disappointment.

"Er Huzi, didn't you ask Da Ya and Er Ya to eat? Why did you come here by yourself?"

Xiuniang is a gentle woman. Although her appearance is ordinary, the calm smile on her face always makes people feel good. At this time, she was slowly walking towards He Erhu with her belly in her arms.

He Erhu woke up like a dream, closed the door of the thatched hut, turned around and grinned brightly at his wife, "I think the wind has blown the door open, let's take a look, Xiuxiu, you are so big That's it, just ask my daughter to call me."

"It's okay. Mother said that she will walk more when she is about to give birth. I'm afraid the house will be damp again. Go to the back hill tomorrow to get some thatch and build it again."

"No, people here probably won't come back."

"That's true. I won't live in this house when I come back. If they come back, we will invite them to live in our house and build another house for them later. It's too damp here to live in."

"Well, let's go back to dinner."

Looking at the husband and wife who turned to leave, Liang Ansheng, who was hidden by the side, showed a smile.

"This is?" Although Chen Xiao had come to investigate Liang Ansheng's life experience before, he hadn't had in-depth contact with the people around him, but this didn't mean he couldn't see the young man's mind.

"His name is He Erhu, and his family took good care of me before." Liang Ansheng replied with a smile, "Not long before I left, he planned to propose marriage to me."

This is the truth, but Liang Ansheng extracted it from Fang Shuying's memory.

Chen Xiao's eyes changed instantly, and his tone was a little sour, "Then why doesn't the baby go out to meet him?"

Liang Ansheng raised his eyebrows, "You want me to see him?"

It was only then that I realized that I had dug a hole, and it was not wrong for Chen Xiao to refuse, but it was uncomfortable to agree, and after a pause for a few seconds, he said: "Baby, just make up your own mind, I support you."

At this time, Chen Xiao hadn't thought about Liang Ansheng's current gender and different appearance at all. Of course, perhaps in his eyes, Liang Ansheng was equally attractive regardless of his appearance, but he was full of guard against the man who seduced his baby. .

Liang Ansheng, who was keen on watching men change faces, burst out laughing, "Let's go, go see 'my' grave."

He Erhu and Liang Ansheng could tell what Fang Shuying was thinking when he first arrived. Although it was none of his business, this person finally came out, and it was nothing but twists and turns for him to go out.

Because Liang Ansheng didn't propose to reminisce with the townspeople, Chen Xiao was in a much better mood, but when Liang Ansheng mentioned his tomb, the air pressure on his body suddenly dropped again.

For the man who is very naive whenever he encounters his own affairs, Liang Ansheng's heart is full of warmth, but he feels more warmth.

When Liang Ansheng left, he had taken away the tombstone and destroyed it, and the place where he climbed out had been washed away by the rain. At this time, there was still a small dirt bag full of weeds on the hill. Under the sunshine, the green The still-dried water droplets on the green weeds reflect crystal colors, and no one can see that there was once a grave below.

"I came here a few years ago and found this." Chen Xiao took out a small bottle about the size of a thumb and handed it to Liang Ansheng.

This small bottle is gray-blue in color. There are no decorative patterns on the bottle body. The material is neither stone nor jade, and it feels warm to the touch. Liang Ansheng looked at it for a while, then looked sideways at Chen Xiao, "Medical Sect?"

The full name of Medicine Sect is Saint Immortal Sect, which has about the same long history as Qiankun Sword Sect. All sects and sects are fighting fiercely.

As for the person who poisoned and killed him, Liang Ansheng had long guessed. After all, except for the medicine sect, no one can practice such a medicine that can kill even the soul. If Liang Ansheng hadn't cultivated the soul before, I'm afraid even if he came here He was helpless, and was buried directly in this small mound that day.

Chen Xiao nodded, "I checked, the elder Suhuan of the Xuantian Immortal Sect has friendship with the head of the Medicine Sect, and asked him for this medicine a few years ago, what do you plan to do with it, baby?"

Liang Ansheng, who is quite familiar with the plot, naturally knew that Elder Suhuan was the master of the hero Fang Shumo. He was not surprised when he heard that. It also includes Fang Shumo.

Liang Ansheng said in a steady voice, "Master, please let someone tell Fang Shumo that Suhuan once gave Fang Shuying medicine."

Liang Ansheng is not very interested in Suhuan, he doesn't care whether he is a tasker, or just a good master who will do whatever it takes for the hero to successfully embark on the path of cultivation.

But this does not mean that Liang Ansheng will kindly forgive them.

Although Fang Shumo's temperament is indifferent, and even paranoid to the extreme, he is not untouched by his sister who grew up with him since he was a child. This can be seen from his deviant sword and Liang Ansheng's two contacts with him.

In fact, if Liang Ansheng, who is similar to Fang Shuying, did not appear in front of Fang Shumo, his path of cultivation should be the same as in the plot, but with Liang Ansheng's two intentional or unintentional contacts, his ruthless path in the future may be bumpy. Xian is even more difficult. If you tell him now that it was not he who killed Fang Shuying, but his respected master...

Liang Ansheng is looking forward to the result.

The Qiankun Sword Sect was still as calm as when Liang Ansheng left, and it didn't change because of the loss of more than a dozen direct disciples a few years ago. In the past two years, there was another sect recruiting, but it seemed even more lively.

All the way to Jianlin Peak, Jing Tan was reprimanding two personal disciples who were fighting for no reason, when she saw Chen Xiao and Liang Ansheng coming in, her voice froze suddenly, her face turned red with excitement, "Chen, Master Chen Xiao, Junior Brother Jing Yu, you came back."

Those two direct disciples were obviously newcomers to the sect, and Liang Ansheng had never met them before. After confirming that they were not missionaries, he lost interest, and smiled slightly at Jingtan, "It seems that senior brother Jingtan has business to deal with."

"It's nothing serious," Jing Tan shyly smiled, with an extraordinarily hospitable attitude, then impatiently waved at the two disciples who were secretly looking at Liang Ansheng, "Okay, each will deduct a monthly allowance, and be confined for two months, let's all go down. "

The two disciples glared at each other, respectfully received the punishment and retreated, "Yes, Master."

At this time, only Jing Tan and his master and apprentice were left in the main hall of the Zongmen. Jing Tan saluted Chen Xiao as a disciple, "Welcome Uncle Chen Xiao to return to the sect." With a wink, he said: "Uncle Master is not here to settle accounts with me, is he?"

Liang Ansheng raised his eyebrows, and said in the same voice transmission: "Don't worry, Master is so generous, he won't remember those old things."

The corners of Jing Tan's lips twitched, thinking that it was before he met your little ancestor, but he didn't dare to complain to Liang Ansheng, and continued to say to Chenxiao: "Master Uncle, regarding what happened five years ago outside Monroe Secret, we It has been fully investigated, and those disciples who attacked the junior for no reason can be regarded as worthy of death, and those from the other sects who came to seek justice have also been beaten back."

In other words, the junior brother's reputation is still there, so don't settle accounts with him again.

Every time Jing Tan met Chen Xiao, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. Liang Ansheng just found it funny, and stood aside happily watching the show.

About half an hour later, a teacher and student with a smile on their faces and a cold face, but it is not difficult to see that they are in a good mood, came out of the main hall of the sect. Behind them was the head of Jingtan, who was still in a daze with a smile on his face. .

Liang Ansheng looked at the martial arts arena and waved to their disciples, and with a smile, he took Chen Xiao's hand and stepped into the teleportation formation.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared in the teleportation formation that Jingtan came back to her senses, and glanced at the curious disciples, "What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and practice your sword?"