Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

  Chapter 72 Punish the Evil and Promote the Good (13)

  In the next few days, Chen An didn't eat or drink, and didn't even sleep. He stayed in the alchemy room at twelve o'clock every day to consolidate his alchemy realm and prepare for his application to join Zhenbao Pavilion later.

   During the period, the wives and concubines were very sensible and never bothered him, and they solved their needs by themselves.

   A blink of an eye.

   Another two days have passed.

   This morning.

  As there was a creak in the room, the closed door of the alchemy room opened.

  The wives and concubines in the room walked quickly after hearing the sound.

  When they saw Chen An who was haggard but full of smiles, they all congratulated with joy.

   "Congratulations, husband!"

   "Husband, do you want to celebrate?"

   "Husband, are you hungry, I'm going to cook now, what do you want to eat?"

   "Husband, I'll help you take a bath!"

   "..."

   I haven't seen you for a few days, like three autumns.

  The wives and concubines surrounded Chen An, their rosy and pink mouths kept opening and closing, and there was never a moment of silence.

  Chen An didn't feel noisy, but just warm.

   "Daddy, hug!"

  Chen Yuejian tugged at his father's trouser legs, and opened his short hands to beg for a hug.

  Chen An picked her up, habitually rubbed her baby's fat face with stubble, and asked with a smile: "I haven't seen Daddy for so many days, Xiaoyue Jian, do you miss Daddy?"

   "Yes, I miss Daddy so much!"

  Chen Yuejian looked sincere, without any falsehood.

   During the few days when her father was away, she was almost tormented by her mother and cried.

  Tiantian is not learning secular etiquette, or learning all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

  She is only a one-year-old child, and she only wants to play in the yard outside.

   "Husband, you must be very tired after staying in the alchemy room for so many days, Ying'er is going to boil water for you to take a bath."

  Song Huaying's eyes were full of eagerness. After speaking, she tapped Chen An's face and walked quickly to the kitchen.

   They are old couples, Chen An naturally understands the look in the eyes of a young wife, this is what she wants.

   After the water was ready, he didn't keep his little wife waiting, and walked into the bathroom immediately.

   Bathed in a wooden barrel, enjoying the steam.

  While enjoying his little wife's back rubbing, Chen An casually asked, "Ying'er, how are you learning the three exercises?"

   "Husband, Ying'er is stupid, she hasn't learned a single book yet..." Song Huaying made no effort to hide the disappointment on her face, and her voice was indescribably weak.

  Chen An comforted: "Don't worry, it's only a few days, the future will be long, learn slowly, and after a while, I will have free time, and I will learn with Ying'er. If my husband has learned it first, I will teach Yinger by hand."

   "Husband, don't wait for the time, teach Yinger now, Yinger can't wait!"

   Song Huaying changed her previous disappointment and looked at Chen An winkingly, her eyes full of eager and strong love.

  Looking at the pretty face of his little wife, Chen An belatedly realized that the girl back then was no longer young, and had transformed into a pure and lustful wife.

   I really hope that the appearance of the little wife can be frozen at this moment, and never grow old.

  After joining the Treasure Pavilion, find a way to get Dingyan Dan, and give one to each of the wives and concubines, so that they will remain young forever.

   "Husband..."

  Seeing that Chen An was a little dazed, Song Huaying couldn't help biting her lips with her white teeth, and urged her with growing affection on her small face.

  Chen An stopped thinking about it, reached out and hugged his little wife who was bathing beside her.

  If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and we will talk about future events later.

  Now, he just wants to appreciate his lovely and charming little wife who looks like a camellia, and eats nectar like a hardworking bee.

   No matter how beautiful the wind, flowers, snow and moon are, it is just a blink of an eye.

  When Chen An came out of the bathroom with his rosy-faced wife in his arms, Gu Xinyue had already prepared meals and served them on the dining table.

  The five members of a family sit together and enjoy themselves happily.

  After the meal, Chen An, based on the principle of asking his wives and concubines to have a flat bowl of water and even the rain and dew, just took a break before walking into the room with Gu Xinyue in his arms.

   On this day, the weather began to warm up.

  The air is exceptionally humid.

  There is a fishy smell everywhere in the house.

  Chen An worked from morning to afternoon, and finally comforted his wives and concubines at home.

  After that, under the watchful eye of his wife and daughter, he went out to Fangshi, and went to the Jumbo Shop to inquire about joining the Jumbo Pavilion.

  On the way.

  The sky began to drizzle.

   Moisturize the dry earth.

   Along the way, Chen An saw many nuns begging for shelter along the street.

   They are all widows whose husbands died on the battlefield.

  Nowadays, the battle between the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Black Iron Villa is becoming more and more fierce, and the number of mercenaries who die on the battlefield is increasing every day, which leads to more and more widows in the Bamboo Leaf Forest every day.

   In the past, male cultivators who could not get wives, now many families start with five or six wives and concubines.

   There is no need to raise it, just give it a shelter from the wind and rain, and give it some food.

   As long as you can do these two things, you can play with these widows at will.

   Instead of providing them with cultivation resources as before.

  Before the battle between the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Heitie Mountain Villa, all pretty women are basically picky when choosing a husband.

  Do not marry if you are not handsome, and do not marry if you are not an auxiliary occupation.

  Many male cultivators are so lowly that they may not be able to catch up with a slightly more desirable female cultivator.

   For example, it is so ugly that no one wants it.

  If you want to be beautiful, you can only find ordinary girls in the ordinary world.

   And now, Feng Shui turns.

  Many male cultivators who used to be dog lickers can now bring home the female cultivators who they regarded as goddesses at the beginning, make all kinds of excessive demands at will, and watch the unattainable goddess degenerate in front of their own eyes.

   Comparing the before and after, there is a feeling of heaven and earth.

  Chen An sighed unceasingly.

  He thought that he now had three beautiful wives in his family, otherwise he would definitely be like other male cultivators, wandering around whenever he has time, to see if there are any high-quality widows on the street today that can be missed.

   Some of them didn't think about these.

   Before I knew it, I was almost at Fangshi.

   At this moment, Chen An, whose spiritual perception was comparable to that of foundation establishment, clearly heard the sound of a woman struggling from a house hundreds of meters away.

   "You, let me go!"

  "Lin Daoyou, don't be so reserved. Your husband has already gone to the battlefield and hasn't come back for more than a month. You must be very lonely, right? Your husband and I are best friends, so I should help him take care of his wife."

   "Let go of me, or I will call someone!"

   "Calling someone? Your home is so remote, with no neighbors in hundreds of meters, who are you calling?"

   "Xu Haolong, if you dare to touch me, when my husband comes back, you will never be able to eat and walk around!"

   "I can't eat and walk around? When your husband comes back and sees that you have a big belly, I'm afraid you can't eat and walk around. Besides, do you think your husband can come back? Sooner or later, he will die in battle."

   "Xu, how dare you!"

"Snapped!"

   "Shame on you, if you struggle a little longer, I will give you two more slaps to see if you still go crazy!"

   "..."

  Hearing the sound of struggling, Chen An frowned slightly, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

   Wants to draw his sword to help when the road is injustice, but reason is telling him that this kind of behavior is not conducive to his survival in this crisis-ridden world.

  He wants nothing to do with himself, but his sensibility is telling him that this kind of desperate behavior will make his conscience suffer.

"Da da da…"

   Just as Chen An was hesitating, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in front of him.

  He looked up following the sound, and what he saw was a heroic figure.

  High ponytail, strong black outfit, holding a long sword with a blue sheath.

   Not someone else.

   It is the female disciple of Xuanhuangzong who sits in the treasure house.

  A young foundation-builder!

  At this time, this female foundation builder was rushing towards the room where the sound of struggling was heard, her beautiful eyes as sharp as lightning were full of murderous intent.

  Seeing this, Chen An didn't even think about it, and immediately rushed out, and followed to the front room.

   It is risky to act chivalrously, but right now there is already a great foundation builder leading the charge, so why hesitate?

   Resolutely hero to save beauty, punish evil and promote good!

  …

  PS: Set up a bowl, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation!

  (end of this chapter)