Tao Zang Xuan Zhi

Since Zhong Wanling was dressed in servant's clothes and was holding a pile of half-wet women's dresses in his hands, Zhang Shiyin felt that it was too shameful to look like this, so he had to take Zhong Wanling on a detour to pick up some remote places. The path back. This not-so-distant road took a long detour, and it was already dusk when we returned to Magnolia Residence. When they arrived at Magnolia Residence, Zhang Shiyin asked Zhong Wanling to find a bush to hide in, then he went in first, dismissed the servants at the door, and then called Zhong Wanling in. When someone came in, he urged her to go upstairs and change clothes. He also told her not to be seen. She was as cautious as a thief.

Compared to Zhang Shiyin's caution, Zhong Wanling just rolled his eyes indifferently. Holding on to the magnolia tree inside the courtyard wall with her toes, she quickly jumped up to the third floor like a cloud swallow, pushed open the window of her room and climbed in. After he was done, he stuck his head out of the window and winked at his father downstairs.

Zhang Shiyin just wanted to hold his forehead. How could he forget that he was the only one in their family who didn't know how to use martial arts? His daughter is a master who is equivalent to a martial arts hero. She can fly over the roof and walk over walls.

Zhang Shiyin could only sigh and walked into the house.

After entering the house, Zhong Wanling changed into comfortable home clothes, called the maid, boiled some hot water for her to bathe, and took out the wet clothes and the servant's clothes and asked the maid to wash them, without any covering. It doesn't mean anything.

The maids found it strange. Firstly, Miss Wan Lan, who had been missing for a long time, returned without anyone noticing. Secondly, the change of clothes that the young lady took out actually contained a set of clothes for a male servant. However, strangely enough, none of the maids dared to say anything. Originally, Miss Wanlan was a little weird in normal times, and there were times when she was even weirder, so everyone got used to it. The servants at Magnolia Residence all know that although Miss Wanlan is not high in seniority and has an easy-going temperament, you must not offend her if you want to eat at Magnolia Residence.

Zhong Wanling was thinking and analyzing her current situation while taking a bath.

She was reckless in the afternoon, but fortunately she still had some sense left, so she didn't do anything extraordinary. Using divination dreams to threaten Zhong was a bit too much, but the old boy needed to be dealt with, so there was no harm in playing tricks on him. Besides, that argument is reasonable and well-founded, it's just a slight exaggeration, so it shouldn't cause any trouble.

Now her own situation is even more worrying.

What she said to her father in the ancestral hall was partly impulsive and partly true.

At that time, she was weak and wanted to escape, but when she calmed down and thought about it, she realized that this was simply a fantasy. Zou Shui'er hated her to the core, and he was a villain who was determined to retaliate, so there was no way he would let her go. Coupled with the support that the old lady has given her over the years, her status is far higher than that of her peers, even higher than most of her fathers. Although the elders tried their best to eliminate the old lady after her death, she still has a strong position in the Zhong family and even the entire Laoxian family. The influence of the Gate is still huge. Even if she and the Zou family really had no grudges in the past, her influence alone would become an obstacle for Zhong Jianan to reach the pinnacle of power of the Zhong family. There is no way the Zou family would let her go just because she left Lao Xianmen.

Zhong Wanling stretched himself, secretly feeling lucky. Fortunately, he was not insane at the time and agreed to return to Huaining with his father. Otherwise, in a frontier city like Huaining, where most of the lifeblood was controlled by the Zou family, their family would soon be annihilated.

It is now impossible to reverse the decline.

There is no need to go to the mother. Her thinking mode of putting her younger brother first in everything has been deeply rooted in her bones and probably cannot be changed. Even if she is persuaded to come back, judging from the current situation of the Presbyterian Church, those old men will never let her return to the selection.

It seems that it will only be ten years before I go to the Qing Sect.

What she has to do is very clear: first, she must survive these ten years; second, during these ten years, she must remain first among the juniors in both spiritual practice and status; third, It is necessary to weaken the Zou family's infiltration into Lao Xianmen as much as possible and weaken the Zou family's power as much as possible. Finally, due to her naivety and arrogance, it was a little late, and now the Zou family's penetration of Lao Xianmen has become ubiquitous.

But it's not that there is no chance at all. She still has two opportunities - banning drugs and forming alliances.

Postponing her participation in the Xuantian Selection is not completely without benefits. Just like when Licht gave her snake fruit to eat, it seemed like a bad thing, but it was actually a good thing to save her life.

She could continue her investigation in Lin'an - those banned drugs that were circulated among the princes and nobles and made people crazy. If the information from Zhong Gyu and his mother is correct, the wine dragon claw is most likely to come from the Xuanzhen Sect and is unique to the Xuanzhen Sect. It is also very likely that Shui'er got that prescription from the Xuanzhen Sect and gave it to her mother under the guise of Zhong Shi, in order to drag her mother into the water, and thereby drag herself into the water... No, drag King Yao into the water?

Zhong Wanling tapped the edge of the barrel with some confusion.

Shui'er, the Zou family and the Xuanzhen sect cannot be led by Shui'er. Although she is cunning, she does not have such wisdom and leverage. Therefore, it is the Xuanzhen Sect that is leading the matter of banned drugs. However, she is just a small mortal cultivator and is not important to Xuanzhen Sect at all. Sun Shouyan of Yaowang Valley didn't send anyone else to investigate except for mentioning his intention to his mother. If you were going to Yaowang Valley, then Yaowang Valley wouldn’t bite the hook at all. So dragging my mother into the water is really just a way to go? Or was Shui'er making his own decision?

Zhong Wanling put her chin on her head and thought for a moment before deciding on Shui'er.

This woman only has some cleverness. She often tries to be smart and has a high possibility of making her own decisions. This is a real help. This leaves physical and human evidence. As long as she and Huang Haike can get a sample of the banned drug and prove that there is indeed a wine dragon claw, they can easily trace it to the Xuanzhen Sect and trace it to the Xuanzhen Sect, then it will be difficult for the Zou family to escape the connection.

Zhong Wanling laughed softly.

At this time, there were two knocks on the door from outside the curtain.

"Come in."

The two maids pushed open the door and came in. They bowed respectfully and said,"Miss, the water is cold. Let the slaves change your clothes."

Only then did Zhong Wanling realize that the water in the tub was already slightly cold. He sighed with laughter and let the maid help her out of the tub."It's time to worry about it."The maid smiled lightly and carefully wrapped Zhong Wanling in a bath towel and wiped it carefully.

The other maid held up a pile of clothes, leaned over and asked for instructions:"Miss, in which cupboard are these clothes placed?"Of course she was not referring to the home-style horse-faced skirt below.

Zhong Wanling was stunned. She had almost forgotten about this dress. She was about to say"throw it away." Suddenly, an idea flashed and she thought of something, revealing a meaningful expression. With a big smile, he said:"Leave it alone, I can just collect it myself."

Tonight is destined to be an uneventful night.

Zhong Shi, the owner of Haitang Garden, was furious as soon as he returned to his courtyard. Don't look at the little old man who was hunched over. He was really angry when he lost his temper. He roared and shouted. His roaring voice can be heard in the study and courtyard around Haitang Court. But everyone has long been surprised. Anyway, he will get angry when he encounters something he disagrees with, and he will get angry when he is suppressed by Bu Meng Pavilion, even if he just encounters someone he dislikes. People who want to get angry will also get angry.

If we want to say who Zhong Shi hates most among the Lao Xianmen, I am afraid that many people will not be able to guess it. It is not his"dead rival" Zhong Cheng, nor the"eldest prince" Zhong Yan, but Zhong Wanling. Zhong Wanling. He really hates people like Zhong Wanling who are praised for their talent without any effort. Especially women. Zhong Shi is lustful, but he feels that women should be born to crawl at the feet of men, no matter how smart and capable they are. They are men's foils and helpers. In this regard, the three sisters of the Zou family are very good, beautiful, and know how to serve men. In comparison, Zhong Wanling is simply terrible. That little girl is good-looking, a bit like her aunt Zhong Shuhua , looks beautiful and gentle, but her temperament is even more arrogant than her mother Zhong Shujuan's, and she can always find his pain points and poke them repeatedly, completely ignoring the difference between seniority and youth. The most important thing is that she is still Zhong Cheng's.

In fact , she is Zhong Cheng's. , Zhong Shi was still in a good mood this morning.

Zhong Shujuan, one of the women he hated, actually submitted an application to withdraw from the selection on behalf of Zhong Wanling. This made Zhong Shi extremely happy. He immediately joined forces with his colleagues to approve and announce this big news Good news.

But after that, the other elders fled home one after another, and some people advised him to avoid it too.

He refused.

Would his cousin, the elder of Xianmen, be afraid of a kid? What's more, Zhong Wanling is just a lost dog now. , is a good opportunity to add insult to injury. Not only does he want to humiliate and ridicule that stinky girl, but he also wants to drag down these timid colleagues. He wants to see how Zhong Lin Zhongcheng and this damn girl can still be in the same spirit.

But He never expected that he would be cursed by the stinky girl Zhong Wanling!

Not only that, he was also frightened to the point where he lost his balance and fell. All afternoon, he felt that everyone around him was laughing at him, even his mysterious The disciples under the Xing Pavilion looked at him with jesting and ridicule.

Zhong Shi threw the wine bottle to the ground angrily and cursed endlessly.

The main building was empty, with only the sound of the wind passing through the hall and Zhong Shi's vague curses..

Suddenly, he heard slight footsteps in the corridor. The steps were very light, but there was no intention to hide them. The footsteps sounded as natural and light as a woman who is good at dancing. Zhong Shi felt a little itchy. He liked to know Dancing women, women who can dance, are always beautiful, just like Zou Meier, the little girl of the Zou family.

But he felt very puzzled. The Zou sisters usually don't come until the next night, but now it's only Xu time.

Tonight, the Zou family Zou Shui'er had an appointment with him, and Zhong Shi was upset because he was cursed by Zhong Wanling in the afternoon, so he sent all the servants away in the main building early in the morning. Zhong Shi was a ruthless man and ruled very strictly, and no servant in Haitang Garden dared to disobey him. He and his concubine did not dare to touch him at such a time.

Who could it be?

Zhong Shi had drunk a lot of wine at this time. Although he was not completely drunk, he was still very drunk.. He staggered to the porch, narrowed his drunken eyes, and asked,"Who is it?"