My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 257 Why not Elder Ouyang sit on my lap

The female disciple took the invitation and opened it for a while, then respectfully handed it to Wan Sutong with both hands, and then opened the wooden box containing the Nine-ring Knife. The next moment, the female disciple was shocked, and it took a long time for her to look up at Wan Sutong in shock. After a while, the female disciple calmed herself down again and shouted loudly, "Manager Wan of Wanfulou, a gift! A Nine-ring Knife with Black Iron Dragon Pattern!"

The female disciple's voice was not loud, but perhaps she used some kind of sound transmission magic, and her voice resounded throughout the entire mountaintop, clearly falling into the ears of everyone. Therefore, the huge crowd of cultivators all looked at Wan Sutong and Feng Ming, and soon began to whisper.

"It seems that Emperor Hongyu is really back. Which of these two is Emperor Hongyu's man? They can't all be him, right?" Feng Ming hurriedly took a step back upon hearing this, so that everyone would know that Wan Sutong was the one.

The female monks were even more envious and said, "She can't be Empress Xianzhuang, right?"

As soon as this was said, a man in blue interrupted and said, "Girls, please stop. Empress Xianzhuang died earlier than Emperor Hongyu. Everyone knows that Emperor Hongyu and Empress Xianzhuang were only in love on the surface. Besides, how could Empress Xianzhuang be so beautiful?"

At this time, a tall man walked into the crowd. He was wearing a bamboo hat so that his face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing a black long gown with silver bamboo patterns embroidered on it, leather wrist guards on his hands and a leather belt around his waist.

There were three moon-shaped jade pendants hanging on her belt, which showed her to be of a noble status. "I recognize this person. She is the princess of the current regent of Zhao State."

Upon hearing this, the man in blue hurriedly asked, "Is there a regent in Zhao Kingdom? Who is it?"

The tall man sneered, "Oh, who is it? The former crown prince. If he hadn't been resurrected, we would have to address him as Emperor Jingren when we discuss this matter."

When this was said, everyone was amazed and said, "The dead really came back to life!"

The tall man hummed, "The regent is a disciple of the national master Gu Zong, how can he be an ordinary person? I heard that a hundred years ago, Emperor Hongyu asked the national master to tell his fortune. The national master said that the fifth prince of Emperor Minghua is the current emperor, and his eldest son is named Jinghua, who is expected to inherit the throne. Emperor Hongyu entrusted the steward of the villa, Wu Haolan, who was the number one in the martial arts world at that time, to wait for a prince named Jinghua to appear, hoping that he could protect the Dazhao Kingdom from decline. Think about it, the villa has been given away, but it is still missing a knife?"

The female disciple swallowed her saliva and looked at Wan Sutong attentively, "Please wait here, I will call the sect master over now."

Wan Sutong nodded slightly and sent a message to Feng Ming, "I feel that the man wearing the bamboo hat was sent by Jinghua. Who else but him could know such details?"

After hearing this, Feng Ming said to Wan Sutong with a very serious expression, "No, he is from the Qiyue Pavilion of Yuwen State. Did you see the three crescent jade pendants hanging on his belt?"

Wan Sutong nodded imperceptibly. "Yes, do you know who he is?"

"The one with three crescent jade pendants on his waist is the leader of the secret guards of Qiyue Pavilion. His name is Ji Shuheng. His status in the pavilion is second only to the Pavilion Master. He is from Zhao Country. There was once a Ji family in Beisheng City. About nine years ago, the Ji family offended someone and was wiped out overnight. Only Ji Shuheng, who hid in the water tank, and Ji Yun, who returned from outside, were left. Ji Shuheng was nine years old at the time, and he is only eighteen years old now."

Feng Ming finished speaking and motioned Wan Sutong to look behind Ji Shuheng. "The Pavilion Master of Qiyue Pavilion has a crescent jade pendant hanging around his waist. Look, he is standing behind Ji Shuheng."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong looked behind Ji Shuheng and saw that the man was wearing a black cloak and a golden dragon mask, and he was covered tightly from head to toe. For some reason, when the man met Wan Sutong's eyes, he pretended to avoid Wan Sutong's sight.

Just when Wan Sutong was confused, Feng Ming sent a message to Wan Sutong again, "He himself admitted that his name was Ji Yun and he was Ji Shuheng's elder brother, but some people also said that he was the Prince Rui who died in the battle. He is over 40 years old. He changed his name to Ye. Everyone respectfully calls him Pavilion Master Ye. He is the underground emperor of Yuwen Kingdom. Yuwen Huajin was probably helped to the throne by him. You have to stay away from him. He once wiped out the entire Haotian Sect by himself, but... compared with your husband, Pavilion Master Ye is still a good guy."

Wan Sutong suddenly felt countless sticky eyes falling on her. She frowned and felt uncomfortable spreading from the bottom of her heart to her whole body. At this moment, she felt goose bumps all over her body.

At this time, Ji Shuheng was about to step forward in the crowd, but was grabbed by Yuwen Songyue's wrist. He spoke in a low voice without a trace of emotion, "Someone will help you. Don't forget what your eldest brother told you. Don't meddle in other people's business."

Ji Shuheng was about to open his mouth to explain, but he saw Liang Qingzhou and Wu Biao approach Wan Sutong and Feng Ming. Then he turned his head and opened his folding fan to block Wan Sutong's face, thus blocking the aggressive gazes of the monks.

"Put away your dirty thoughts. Manager Wan is my junior sister, and her husband is the regent of the dynasty! Don't forget where you are standing now! If you don't want to live, you can just keep watching." Liang Qingzhou's eyes were cold and his words were very deterrent, so the monks with bad intentions hurriedly lowered their heads and then walked away pretending nothing had happened.

At this time, an old man with a celestial appearance and the female disciple behind him slowly walked towards the four people. This person must be the leader of Qinggu Sect. When he was one step away, the leader bowed and said, "Please follow me, the four of you." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Mianwan suddenly appeared behind Wan Sutong.

The leader of Qinggu Sect was stunned for a moment, then a kind smile appeared on his face. "Please follow me." After that, he turned around and led Wan Sutong and his party into the sect.

The further he walked into the sect, the more excited Wan Sutong became. The buildings in the sect were magnificent. In the middle of the martial arts arena stood a huge phoenix carved from five-colored stones. Its spread wings and tail feathers reflected colorful waves of light under the sun, which was very dazzling.

The leader of Qinggu Sect led them to the highest point of the stands, where there were ten armchairs placed from left to right. There was a square table on the left side of each armchair, and behind the armchairs there were six tightly closed doors. Just as Wan Sutong was curious, Liang Qingzhou chuckled and said slowly, "You'll know when the competition starts."

Wan Sutong nodded and sat down, but asked 0533 in her heart, "System, isn't this a pharmacy behind?" But 0533 didn't answer at this moment.

Just when Wan Sutong wanted to call 0533 again, Ouyang Qingshu and nine female disciples came up to the stands. She and the female disciples were holding trays with teapots, teacups and various cakes on them.

Ouyang Qingshu smiled gently when she saw Wan Sutong. She wanted to sit next to Wan Sutong, but at this time, Ye Mianwan was sitting on the left side of Wan Sutong and Liang Qingzhou was sitting on the right side. She had no choice but to put the cakes and teacups on the tray on the table.

He picked up the teapot and put the tray into the spiritual sea. After filling the teapot with tea, he placed it on the table. Then he stood silently beside Wan Sutong.

Seeing this, Ye Mianwan turned his head and looked at Ouyang Qingshu without blinking, and at the same time sent a message to Wan Sutong, "Baby, do you think she looks like Sister Zou?"

When Wan Sutong heard this, she was about to ask who Sister Zou was, but she reacted the next moment and immediately sent a message to Ye Mianwan, "Wait for me to test it out."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ouyang Qingshu, glanced at Liang Qingzhou who was drinking tea in silence, and then glanced at Ye Mianwan who was looking at Ouyang Qingshu infatuatedly. She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then turned back to look at Ouyang Qingshu again.

"Why don't you sit on my lap, Elder Ouyang?"

As soon as these words came out, including Ouyang Qingshu, everyone looked at Wan Sutong in shock. The leader of Qinggu Sect frowned slightly, perhaps because he didn't expect Wan Sutong to say this. Liang Qingzhou almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

At the same time, 0485 poked his head out from Ye Mianwan's sleeve, his eyes as big as green beans widened like bells, and at the same time, he used his paws to express his approval, "You are so brave!"

0610 even raised his hand to support his forehead and said, "Host, your sister is really... I don't know how to describe her for a moment."