Marriage is a big deal. If you add people to the house and add to the genealogy, you must always be serious and lively. If you marry a concubine, it is another matter. You can carry it in through the side door with a sedan chair, and there is no need to worship the parents of heaven and earth. The bride in pink clothes is sent into the room. After the room is reunited that night, it is even if she has a formal title.

When he was taking a concubine, Shen Qingxuan was drinking with his family in the hall. Because it was the birthday of his birthday, he had to accompany his relatives to drink a few more glasses. He ate another bowl of longevity noodles that his mother had cooked and rolled in her hand. After drinking soup, the second mother stood behind Shen's mother and added wine to everyone from time to time. It took two hours to leave. He went to the garden to listen to the opera. After the show was broken, he gave the reward money, and then everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

Shen Qingxuan was in good spirits. After listening to the play, he went to the garden to swim and asked the servant to pick some fruits and fruits from the trees, hold them in his arms and sober up while enjoying the moon.

Half of a fruit was eaten, Shen Qingxuan remembered that he would take his own concubine today.

Seeing this day, I forgot about it.

Chen's mother also ate two more cups and returned to the room early to rest. She never remembered to remind her. Perhaps she didn't expect that the matter of completing the family needs to be reminded by her mother.

Only then did Shen Qingxuan lose the core and ask the servant to push him to his yard.

The wooden wheel was walking halfway along the wind and fire wall, and suddenly a shout came from outside the wall. Qingqing and clear voice was full of heroic spirit: "You old demon, please return the thing to me!"

Shen Qingxuan was stunned, raised his hand to stop, listened carefully to the movement outside the wall, and heard the heroic male voice again, shouting righteously: "Why do you say that it is yours? That is what my master told me, do you say it is yours? This is the first time I have seen such an unreasonable guy!"

Shen Qingxuan was wondering whether the old monster in the human mouth could be Yi Mo. A crisp sound of warriors suddenly slashed through the air and reached his eardrums. Shen Qingxuan's heart tightened, and he didn't care about himself and rushed back to complete the house. He asked someone to push him along the wind and fire wall and open the door to watch.

Shenjiayuanzi covers an area of ​​more than ten miles, and there is a street market outside the wall. It is getting late and there are not many pedestrians and vendors on the street. The servants called lanterns to protect him, and watched the fun.

Shen Qingxuan looked at it with the light of a lantern and candle. He saw a young Taoist standing not far away, with a bronze mirror with a yin and yang fish pattern hanging on his chest, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword pointed fiercely on the other person's chest.

That person is Yimo.

But I don’t know why I appeared here, and I got entangled with this Taoist priest who came out of nowhere.

Shen Qingxuan winked, and immediately a clever servant walked up and bowed and said, "Two uncles, what are you doing? If you want to fight, go farther away. Don't fight in front of the Shen family. If someone dies, wouldn't it cause trouble for the mansion? Besides, the official family is not far away, so are you not afraid of being taken away?"

Shen Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and thought he could speak well, but unfortunately, these two were not afraid of trouble. The servant's eyesight still needs to be tempered.

The Taoist saw Shen Qingxuan sitting on the chair, stunned for a moment, put away his sword, ran over like a naughty head, and asked casually: "Are you the master of this mansion?"

Shen Qingxuan naturally refused to respond, and the servant next to him replied for the master: "This is my eldest son."

"Oh, are you the eldest master of the Shen family?" The Taoist looked eighteen or nineteen years old, with a young and vigorous face a little silly. After saying that, he said another sentence: "It's that paralyzed? Hey, I think you are fine, and you can still sit up. The paralyzed is not very good."

Shen Qingxuan curled his lips and glanced at Yi Mo who was standing far away, meaning that he saw who you were bothering with?

Shen Qingxuan was dissatisfied, but he still smiled at the Taoist and made a gesture to the servant. The servant quickly bowed down and said, "My young master means to invite you two to the mansion for tea. If there is any misunderstanding in the middle, sit down and have a good talk. Don't fight and kill on the street." Finally, the servant added: "Today is the birthday of my young master, and it's a big happy day. I'll marry another aunt. You might as well put down your grudges and come in and have a wedding wine."

"Oh, your birthday?" The young Taoist was stunned. He grabbed the avatar because he was a little shy about his previous recklessness. He thought of something. He glared at Yi Mo and then turned his face to Shen Qingxuan and said, "Okay, I heard that the Shen family has always been kind. Since today is the young master's happy day, he will not do such a bad thing. Hello," he shouted at Yi Mo, "I heard that the Shen family has always been wise and kind. It's better to ask them to judge your grudges and discuss fairness. It's okay?"

Yi Mo stood there, not knowing what he thought about before coming over and nodding.

The Taoist said to Shen Qingxuan again: "Then I'll have to do justice to Mr. Shen."

Shen Qingxuan was ridiculous and just? Justice for him and Yi Mo? The Libra was originally tilted, so there was no reason for justice. But he nodded and made a gesture to invite the two of them into the mansion.

The servant pushed him in front, with a broken mouth behind him, and asked the Taoist whisper, "Why did you call him an old monster?" He was obviously a person with extraordinary demeanor.

The Taoist said hatefully, "What kind of person is just an old monster!" Although he was speaking firmly, he was emotional, and no one was willing to believe this.

Shen Qingxuan invited the two of them to his yard, then placed some fruit and snacks in the hexagonal pavilion, and then served a pot of hot wine, and placed a mat in the moonlight.

Shen Qingxuan sat in the main seat, Yi Mo and Taoist sat face to face. The Taoist looked up from time to time and glared at him fiercely, but Yi Mo's face was always calm and he was not showing any emotions.

Shen Qingxuan ordered the servant to set up the things and then stepped back. He poured wine for the two of them. He did it first to toast them. They also picked up the wine and drank it. After a tour, Shen Qingxuan made a gesture of inviting the Taoist, asking the Taoist to speak.

"I'm in the next chapter of Xu, Xu Mingshi, a Taoist priest with Qingyun Mountain and Qingyun Temple." After a brief introduction, Xu Mingshi talked about his grudges with Yi Mo, but because Yi Mo went down the mountain to get the treasure of his Taoist temple a few days ago, he went down the mountain and followed him all the way. He only found this place a month ago and found Yi Mo.

Xu Shiming pointed at Yi Mo and said with confidence to Shen Qingxuan: "Don't look at him as a human being at this time, he is actually a monster, and he is the kind of monster who is accustomed to stealing!"

When Shen Qingxuan heard this, he nodded seriously first, but then he couldn't help but lower his head and laughed silently.

"Mr. Shen, don't you believe me?" Xu Shiming felt insulted when he saw him laughing, and his face turned red with anger.

Shen Qingxuan bit his lip, thought for a while before speaking: "Since he is a monster, it would be fine if you don't accept him, why did you bring me here to ask me for justice? Are you not afraid that he will have evil intentions and harm me, a fair person?"

Xu Shiming looked at him stupidly for a while and shouted "Ah": "You can talk? Don't you say you are mute?"

"They just recovered not long ago, they just don't know." Shen Qingxuan replied lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said gently and gently: "I want to give my family a surprise, and I hope the Taoist priests don't spread it."

Xu Mingshi was still stunned, but nodded quickly: "That's that's that."

"Well," Shen Qingxuan smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and regained the topic: "Where did you just talk about?"

"Healing people, oh, harming people... No, although this monster is a monster, it has no evil spirit. It seems that he is about to become an immortal and will not harm people."

"Is that true?" Shen Qingxuan still smiled, "You took him away, took your treasure, and then let him go." He paused and said, "Can you behave in a low-skilled way and can't accept him?"

Xu Shiming grew up in Taoist temples, and his mind was straightforward and simple. He could not hear the name of Shen Qingxuan's words. He did not feel that Shen Qingxuan was plagiarizing him at all. He hurriedly said: "In terms of ordinary skills, I really can't accept him, but I have the magic weapon left by the ancestor. As long as I use it, I will definitely accept him, but..."

"Just what?"

"It just can transform him... it will be destroyed. I am a monk, and all living beings are equal. He is not a demon that harms people, and I don't want to use it..." At this point, Xu Mingshi glanced at Yi Mo who was sitting silently, and said in the tone of a donor: "Hey, you old monster return the things to me, otherwise I will let you die and never be reborn!"

He only cared about his pride, but did not notice that Shen Qingxuan's face was also condensed, and he sat there quietly, motionless.

Yi Mo finally spoke, and said in a simple and clear sentence: "That's mine, the thing returns to the original owner."

"No, my master clearly said that it was a silk treasure troupe given to him by someone else, and it was invulnerable to swords and guns, and it was invasive to gods and ghosts." Xu Mingshi defended, "My master wore that clothes and I don't know how many demons that were causing trouble in the world. Why do you say that it is yours?!"

"That's mine." Yi Mo still said that.

Shen Qingxuan interrupted the entanglement between the two and asked, "What is that?"

"Baoyi!"

"Snake Shed."

The two of them spoke at the same time, but they were completely different.

After Shen Qingxuan was stunned, he immediately understood that the snake shed that Yi Mo went down the mountain to look for a few days ago was in this Taoist temple, and it was also the treasure of the people's temple.

"You snake demon, you are talking nonsense!" Xu Mingshi was angry.

"No nonsense," Yi Mo said calmly: "Three hundred years ago, I was too weak when I molted. I was stolen if I didn't check the snake shed for a while. I don't know how it fell into your view. It's ridiculous that your master was wearing the skin of a monster and doing the slaying monsters. Otherwise, I wouldn't take this thing back. If it were really righteous and kind, what if I gave it to you?"

"Nothing nonsense, what's wrong with my master killing demons and eliminating demons!"

"There are human beings, demons have their own way, demons have their own way, and gods have their own way, and gods also have their own way, which complement each other." Yi Mo played with the carved silver cup in his hand, without raising his head, and said carelessly: "Your master claims to kill demons and eliminate demons, but in fact he kills indiscriminately, kills everything, regardless of good or evil. Doing this way is contrary to humanity. It breaks the rules of demons and the rules of humanity. Therefore, his life is very short, and he dies in less than thirty years old, but you regard him as your respect. Do you want to act like him?" Although the tone of the last sentence was still light, there was a hidden murderous intent.

"So what if I follow him?" As if being provoked, Xu Mingshi slapped the table.

"It's all except you." Yi Mo said quietly.

The sound of the sword's edge being unsheathed suddenly sounded, disrupting the purity of the garden.

"Today I will be the only one who is you!"

Shen Qingxuan remained silent, controlled the wheelchair and stepped back, watching the two of them fighting again.

Yi Mo fisted naked, Xu Mingshi's sword flower was dazzling, but he could not get close to him. The figures of the two were already blurred. The grass and trees in the courtyard were swept by the sword energy, and they all lay down. The demonic power brushed by them, and they were exhausted.

But no one came out, and there was not even a servant watching the fun. Shen Qingxuan knew that Yi Mo had already used a magic trick to isolate the world in the garden from the outside world, so he felt relieved and sat on the chair, watching with relish.

After dozens of rounds, Xu Mingshiluo was at a disadvantage, lost his sword, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was in a mess. Yi Mo was still leisurely and calm, as if he was just a monkey show.

Xu Shiming's righteousness in his heart was ultimately beyond the blood of a young man. In anger, he reached out and took out something from his pocket, held it in his palm with one hand, and hit several hand with the other hand. He closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth, all of which were spells.

Yi Mo stopped and looked at the object in his hand and frowned slightly. Shen Qingxuan's comfortable viewing expression finally changed.

Since he learned from Xu Mingshi that there was indeed a magic weapon that could control Yi Mo, he was thinking about how to destroy this thing. Nothing else, just to Yi Mo treat him well, not to mention that Yi Mo is a good demon, even if he is a demon, killing people and bloodthirsty, he must protect him. There are so many people in the world, but only these are the few who are good to him, the less they are, the more they should cherish it. Even if they violate the heavens and virtues, they will not care about it. Otherwise, people will not even be able to protect the people they want to protect. What is the use of such a life?!

In the flash of lightning, Shen Qingxuan's body sank, and he tilted his whole body over the wheelchair and leaned back. Behind him was the lotus pond, with lotus leaves floating, and the pool water was rippling, and he shouted: "Taoist save me!"

Just fell into the pool.

His scream was extremely sharp, and the sound shook the sky. The brighter and brighter golden light in Xu Mingshi's hand suddenly stopped and instantly extinguished, and he rushed towards Shen Qingxuan without thinking.

Xu Mingshi just grabbed Shen Qingxuan's hand, and at this moment, the face that had just surfaced from the pond smiled slightly at him, and his smile was very cunning and innocent. Then Xu Mingshi only felt a dull pain in the back of his head. The last thing he saw in his memory was Shen Qingxuan's smile and the stones in his hand.

Yi Mo cast a spell to pick the two of them out of the lotus pond. Shen Qingxuan coughed twice, and as soon as he turned over, he hurriedly picked out the copper-colored cauldron from the palm of Xu Mingshi's other hand. He didn't care about being wet all over. He sat up on the edge of the lotus pond and threw the cauldron to Yi Mo: "Please hold it away."

Yi Mo took the tripod, looked in his hand, and then put it in his sleeve, looking as usual, "It's a good show."

"Bah." Shen Qingxuan spat, "Why don't you send me back to change my clothes?" He said again: "You have solved the spell, I'm going to call someone, I'll deal with the rest."

Yi Mo walked over, picked up the man horizontally, and walked towards the nanmu building in the courtyard.

Shen Qingxuan hooked his neck with one hand and wiped the water from his face with the other. After wiping two handfuls, he suddenly remembered and said, "Let me go down quickly, I will take a concubine tonight. In this way, it seems like you are going to take me as a concubine."

Yi Mo lowered his head, stopped and looked at the person in his arms again and again, and finally said, "I have never seen such a wet and smell of mud in my life."

Shen Qingxuan was so angry that he twisted his shoulder, "I don't think you are a big, cold worm, you still think of me. Why, I'm so impressed by me, do you want to marry me? If you want to marry me, I will quit the marriage next year. The three media and six recruit Feng Guanxia for you to prepare and marry you."

Yi Mo was silent for a moment and said, "Your mouth should have been dumb for so many years."

Shen Qingxuan sneered, and Yi Mo said again: "It's okay, I've already let her sleep with the person in your room. You can feel at ease."

As the two of them talked, they returned to the building. Shen Qingxuan felt relieved when he saw that the newly-acquired concubine was indeed tilted on the bed. He instructed Yi Mo to take out the clothes to change, and while changing, he remembered and asked, "Why did you appear here tonight?"

"Come and give gifts." Yi Mo watched him take off his clothes and reveal his thin and pale chest, "You should give gifts for your birthday."

"What are you sending? Bring it. Um... It's so cold."

Shen Qingxuan untied his pants and struggled to take them down, asking someone to hold his waist, and the cold palm made him unable to move in an instant. He also stopped talking, and his ears turned red, "What are you doing? I soaked in cold water tonight and married a concubine, so I won't be able to have fun with you."

"What I gave is the wedding night flower." Yi Mo squatted down, retreated his wet trousers to his ankles, rubbed his palms on his thin calves for a while, and saw Shen Qingxuan's ears getting redder, so he let go of his hand. He carefully wiped all the water drops on his body, and changed his clothes to him again. However, in the movement, he inevitably encountered Shen Qingxuan's skin. When he was wearing underwear, he even accidentally touched Shen Qingxuan's legs. Shen Qingxuan's waist trembled, and his face turned completely red.

But he opened his eyes wide and watched his hands swim on his body. His fingers with distinct joints were slender and white. He twisted his clothes one by one and put them on his body. The fresh breath of plants and trees erupted on the side of his neck, making itchy and itchy. It was obviously a simple move, but it was particularly inciting. After a while, Shen Qingxuan was already in a hot ball under his lower abdomen, standing upright tremblingly.

As if nothing happened, Yi Mo got up and took out a small sandalwood box. The carved patterns of a long box the size of a palm were simple and concise. I don’t know what was in the box, and handed them to Shen Qingxuan, who was blushing, "It was a birthday gift for you, I don’t know if you will take a concubine tonight."
To be continued...