The common people, women and children can just hear about the magic of gods and spirits, and it’s just a fun thing to do. All clans, high officials and dignitaries respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them.

"Old Shaanzhou must be crazy if he wants to be famous!"

"Isn't it just that after curing one person, the Zhou family is so frivolous?"

"Speaking of which, I have been called Lao Shaanzhou for a long time. There has been no progress over the years. It's time to change my name. For example..."

"..For example, call me Old Silly Zhou?"

"...Hahahahahahaha..."

Mr. Zhou pushed the table in front of him with a swipe, and the servant girls inside and outside the room shrank their heads in silence.

Mrs. Zhou's increasingly violent cough could be heard in the room.

"I'm telling you, I'm telling you, you still don't believe it..." she shouted tremblingly, "She is sincerely trying to destroy our Zhou family! You can't do this in the capital!"

While talking, he urged the servant girl.

"Pack your things, pack your things, and leave immediately, back to Shaanzhou."

Naturally, the servants didn't dare to pack things, so they knelt on the ground and tried to persuade and coax.

"Does she still call this place her home?" Master Zhou shouted, kicking over the flower stand.

"Do you think she regards this place as her home?" Mrs. Zhou shouted from inside, coughing violently again, "She regards this place as her enemy!"

"Where's that bitch, tell her to come!" Master Zhou shouted, "call her to come."

A servant girl ran out in a hurry, and soon came back in a hurry.

"She, she, won't come," the servant woman said tremblingly.

This bitch!

Mr. Zhou fell back angrily, walked around the room, reached out and grabbed the sword hanging on the wall.

"What's the use of keeping such a scourge!" he shouted and rushed out.

The servants, women and girls in the house were so frightened that they knelt down and held their arms and legs to stop him.

Liu Lang kicked the door open, and the maid in the room was startled.

"Sixth Young Master." The maid immediately smiled and stood up, "I was just going to tell you that our wife is going out, please prepare the car."

Liu Lang, who was about to scold him with a sullen face, choked because of these words.

"Cheng Jiaoniang, come out!" Zhou Lang shouted, looking behind the tent.

Seeing Zhou Lang's expression, the maid who was originally smiling lowered her face and said nothing. However, she did not have the uneasy, worried, or even angry expression that other girls should have. Instead, she took a few steps back and stood beside the tent.

Behind the curtain, there was the sound of slight footsteps, and the maid stretched out her hand to lift the curtain.

Cheng Jiaoniang, who put on her usual plain robe and plain skirt, with her long hair hanging down, looked at Liu Lang.

"Are you crazy?" Zhou Lang shouted.

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang replied and stepped out.

"You're not crazy, why are you saying crazy things?" Zhou Lang said through gritted teeth, "Don't treat people who are not destined to die. What's the rule? You are making up random things and deliberately causing trouble. Can you come up with something convincing?"

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him, the corners of her mouth curved.

"Don't you know my rules?" she asked.

"How do I know? I'm not a fool!" Saturday Lang said with a sneer.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"Don't you have Banqin?" she said slowly.

The name Banqin suddenly appeared, and the maid beside her was slightly startled, and almost responded out of habit.

"Go and ask, Cheng Jiaoniang, if I am the kind of person who makes up random things and talks nonsense."

Without waiting for anyone to answer or ask, Cheng Jiaoniang continued, slowly stepping forward and looking at Liu Lang.

"Go and ask, Cheng Jiaoniang, if I always follow the rules."

"I, Cheng Jiaoniang, behave upright and stand upright. I don't go to the house for consultation, and I don't treat people who are not destined to die. If I say anything, I'm lying."

Cheng Jiaoniang said, already standing in front of Liu Lang.

The young man who has not yet fully grown has no advantage in his sight in front of the girl who is already pregnant.

"I'll be struck by thunder!" Cheng Jiaoniang said word by word.

With these words, there seemed to be thunder rolling past Zhou Lang's ears. He couldn't help but take a step back. When he reacted, a trace of shame and anger flashed across his tense face.

Cheng Jiaoniang had already turned around and walked away.

"Cheng Jiaoniang, aren't you afraid that things will get serious?" Zhou Lang shouted through gritted teeth.

Cheng Jiaoniang stopped, looked back at him, and curved the corners of her mouth.

This was the only expression this woman could have on her face, but Saturday Lang didn't feel the slightest bit of pleasure.

His face was stiff and his eyes were devoid of any smile, which made him look quite chilling.
Chapter completed!