My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult
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“Of course I know that, but what does it have to do with me?” Zhou Xianming hesitated for a long time before asking carefully.
He was just a weak scholar. What did the chaos in the martial world have to do with him?
“You.”
Head Constable Han shook his head. “I have been very close to Head Constable Hong recently. He is a member of the Black Guard and knows a lot of information. It is said that the Demon Sect has been recuperating for decades and there is a possibility that they will make a comeback. I suspect that the recent incidents might be related to the Demon Cult.”
“You think about it. If the Demon Sect wants to enter the Great Yan again, it must know some information, and you like to talk about the martial world everyday, don’t you have some understanding about the matters of the martial world?”
Demon Sect!?
Zhou Xianming was stunned for a moment, then said, “I heard it all from hearsay and then fabricated it. It can’t be real.”
“F*ck!”
When An Jing heard this, he thought to himself, To think that I used to treat everything you said as a guide to the martial arts world, an encyclopedia.
“You’re lying, but some people took it seriously.” Han Wenxin shook his head and said.
Han Wenxin’s words made Zhou Xianming even more uneasy.
“But these are all my guesses. You don’t have to take them to heart,” Han Wenxin consoled Zhou Xianming.
An Jing also said, “That’s right. Think about it, the Demon Sect is such a huge entity, why would they target a commoner like you?”
Zhou Xianming nodded and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. “The people from the Demon Sect are vicious and ruthless. Furthermore, they kill people like flies. I don’t think they will target me.”
Han Wenxin put down his wine glass and said indignantly, “They’re not only vicious, they kill people like flies. They’re simply insane and commit all kinds of crimes.”
“When I master the Universe Sword in my hand, I’ll definitely let those fiend sects’ scoundrels have a taste of my prowess.”
An Jing looked at the two of them chattering non-stop. He felt that it was like a story between a lucky person and two unlucky people. He could not interject at all and was isolated by them.
Zhou Xianming still retained a trace of rationality. “That won’t do. Those Demon Sect members are all extremely ferocious experts.”
Han Wenxin patted the long saber on his waist and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, before my Qiankun Saber reaches the successful stage, I won’t look for these scoundrels for the time being.”
“It’s just a few dishes, and you’re already so drunk?” Zhao Qingmei thought to herself with a smirk.
“You two little brats, if our Demon Sect really wants to make a comeback, we will first use you two little bastards as sacrifices to the heavens.” Tan Yun snorted and took out his beloved little black book to record their names.
“Why does it feel a little chilly?” Zhou Xianming touched his arm.
“Me too. Is this wine fake?” Han Wenxin glared at An Jing.
“This is a good wine, a premium wine from the Dancing Sun Winehouse,” An Jing said unhappily.
“Miss Tan, what are you doing?” Han Wenxin turned to look at Tan Yun, who seemed to be writing something.
“It’s nothing, I’m just taking down the accounts. You guys drink your stuff, don’t worry about me.” Tan Yun said casually.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, “Mr. Zhou, Brother Han, don’t just drink. Come and have some food. Do the dishes not suit your taste?”
“No, no, why would I?”
“Yeah, this dish is even better than the chefs of Tianyun Pavilion.”
“Sis-in-law, you’re too enthusiastic.”
“Yeah, he’s good at cooking and kind-hearted.”
The two of them laughed.
“Yes, yes, yes, let’s have a drink. This wine is good wine!”
An Jing raised his cup and finally spoke.
There was a short silence at the dinner table.
“Mr. Zhou, where were you talking about?”
“Tan Yun, quickly go pour wine for Brother Han and Mr. Zhou.”
…
After the meal, Han Wenxin and Zhou Xianming left.
“Tan Yun, where’s Madam?”
After An Jing sent the two back, he looked at Tan Yun, who was clearing the dishes.
“I don’t know either,” Tan Yun replied without turning around.
An Jing thought about it and took out a ladder from the courtyard. Then, he climbed up the ladder.
As expected, Zhao Qingmei was sitting on the roof.
In the twilight, a new moon was slowly rising.
Under the faint moonlight, she looked like a fairy that had walked out of a painting.
‘How could you not cherish such a gentle and virtuous wife?’
An Jing cursed himself before walking towards Zhao Qingmei. “Are you still angry?”
“No.”
Zhao Qingmei stared at the moonlight above her.
“Darling, I was wrong.” An Jing lowered his head.
“What did you do wrong?” Zhao Qingmei asked with a smirk.
“I…” An Jing didn’t know what to say for a moment.
“Zhou Xianming,” Zhao Qingmei reminded him.
There were bad people in the crowd!
An Jing was stunned. How did Zhao Qingmei know that Zhou Xianming and he were going to the pleasure boat? Could it be that Zhou Xianming was the one who betrayed him?
He was not being honest!
An Jing extended three fingers and said, “If I, An Jing…”
“Don’t, don’t swear.” Zhao Qingmei turned around and grabbed An Jing’s hand.
“Darling!” An Jing was touched.
“What if it really works?” Zhao Qingmei pouted.
“Darling, I really didn’t do anything. If you can’t, you can try.” An Jing hurriedly said, “My children and grandchildren are still here.”
“Pfft!”
Zhao Qingmei burst into laughter and glowered at An Jing. “You’re a bad person!”
“Hehehe.”
An Jing grabbed Zhao Qingmei’s hand gently, knowing that he had finally overcome his obstacle. “Darling, I’ll take you somewhere.”
Zhao Qingmei asked curiously, “Where are we going?”
“Young Master, Miss, where are you going?” Tan Yun asked when she saw An Jing and Zhao Qingmei rushing out of the room.
“They don’t even bother bringing me along to have fun,” Tan Yun complained as she wiped the water off her hands.
An Jing pulled Zhao Qingmei to a pier by the river in Yuzhou. They boarded a boat and said to the boatman, “Old Li, I’ll use this ship.”
The boat swayed along with the river, slowly flowing towards the center of Yuzhou River.
“In the past, what I liked the most was to push the bamboo pole along Yuzhou River at night.”
An Jing moved the bamboo pole, the scenery on both sides continuously moving backwards.
“I know.”
Zhao Qingmei looked at the person she loved dearly.
An Jing smiled and said, “At that time, I was thinking of bringing her to Yuzhou River to walk around. I will personally row the bamboo pole while she stands behind me, with the boat floating in the night.”
“Now, this wish has been granted.”
Zhao Qingmei remained silent, yet her heart was filled with sweetness. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
At this moment, the sky that had been washed by the rain was clean. The stars in the sky were dazzling and bright.
“Husband, do you still remember the story of the footless bird I told you about?” Zhao Qingmei asked while looking up at the sky.
“Why?”
“I feel like a footless bird. Do you know what that means?”
“I do. You’ll never leave me for the rest of your life.” An Jing giggled.
With such a wife, what more could he ask for?
“Yes. The two of us will not be separated.”
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and said, “Zhao Qingmei has never been divorced. She has only lost her spouse.”
An Jing’s smile gradually froze.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At this moment, a flame shot into the sky.
The originally quiet night sky instantly became bright, like a colorful flower garden filled with colorful fireworks.
In a corner not far from the Yuzhou River…
“Tell me, why are we helping that evil thief?” Han Wenxin took out boxes of fireworks indignantly.
“I don’t know about you, but he gave me one tael of silver.” Zhou Xianming lit the fireworks happily. “It’s really too much.”
“Where did he get the money?”
“How can a doctor be poor?”
“The treatment fee for the Ji Shi Hall is very cheap, and the medical fees are not expensive either.”
“It’s a small profit but through a lot of sales. Brother Han, don’t mind these things. Shall we go to the brothel to listen to music later?”
“No! I’m never going there again.”
…
On the Yuzhou River, the flames were resplendent, shining in the night sky.
“This fireworks look good, right?” An Jing smiled.
“It’s beautiful,” Zhao Qingmei murmured while staring at the fireworks in the sky.
“I think so too,” An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei’s exquisite and fair face and said softly.
The mountains and rivers are vast and it felt that she was omnipresent.
“You idiot, I’m not angry at all… Husband!”
“Yeah?”
“You said you only loved me.”
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“You’re the only one I love.”
“Forever.”
“Forever, of course!”
…
The boat flowed along the river and the night sky was filled with fireworks..
Chapter 27: There Are Bad People In The Crowd
“Of course I know that, but what does it have to do with me?” Zhou Xianming hesitated for a long time before asking carefully.
He was just a weak scholar. What did the chaos in the martial world have to do with him?
“You.”
Head Constable Han shook his head. “I have been very close to Head Constable Hong recently. He is a member of the Black Guard and knows a lot of information. It is said that the Demon Sect has been recuperating for decades and there is a possibility that they will make a comeback. I suspect that the recent incidents might be related to the Demon Cult.”
“You think about it. If the Demon Sect wants to enter the Great Yan again, it must know some information, and you like to talk about the martial world everyday, don’t you have some understanding about the matters of the martial world?”
Demon Sect!?
Zhou Xianming was stunned for a moment, then said, “I heard it all from hearsay and then fabricated it. It can’t be real.”
“F*ck!”
When An Jing heard this, he thought to himself, To think that I used to treat everything you said as a guide to the martial arts world, an encyclopedia.
“You’re lying, but some people took it seriously.” Han Wenxin shook his head and said.
Han Wenxin’s words made Zhou Xianming even more uneasy.
“But these are all my guesses. You don’t have to take them to heart,” Han Wenxin consoled Zhou Xianming.
An Jing also said, “That’s right. Think about it, the Demon Sect is such a huge entity, why would they target a commoner like you?”
Zhou Xianming nodded and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. “The people from the Demon Sect are vicious and ruthless. Furthermore, they kill people like flies. I don’t think they will target me.”
Han Wenxin put down his wine glass and said indignantly, “They’re not only vicious, they kill people like flies. They’re simply insane and commit all kinds of crimes.”
“When I master the Universe Sword in my hand, I’ll definitely let those fiend sects’ scoundrels have a taste of my prowess.”
An Jing looked at the two of them chattering non-stop. He felt that it was like a story between a lucky person and two unlucky people. He could not interject at all and was isolated by them.
Zhou Xianming still retained a trace of rationality. “That won’t do. Those Demon Sect members are all extremely ferocious experts.”
Han Wenxin patted the long saber on his waist and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, before my Qiankun Saber reaches the successful stage, I won’t look for these scoundrels for the time being.”
“You two little brats, if our Demon Sect really wants to make a comeback, we will first use you two little bastards as sacrifices to the heavens.” Tan Yun snorted and took out his beloved little black book to record their names.
“Why does it feel a little chilly?” Zhou Xianming touched his arm.
“Me too. Is this wine fake?” Han Wenxin glared at An Jing.
“This is a good wine, a premium wine from the Dancing Sun Winehouse,” An Jing said unhappily.
“Miss Tan, what are you doing?” Han Wenxin turned to look at Tan Yun, who seemed to be writing something.
“It’s nothing, I’m just taking down the accounts. You guys drink your stuff, don’t worry about me.” Tan Yun said casually.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, “Mr. Zhou, Brother Han, don’t just drink. Come and have some food. Do the dishes not suit your taste?”
“No, no, why would I?”
“Yeah, this dish is even better than the chefs of Tianyun Pavilion.”
“Sis-in-law, you’re too enthusiastic.”
“Yeah, he’s good at cooking and kind-hearted.”
The two of them laughed.
“Yes, yes, yes, let’s have a drink. This wine is good wine!”
An Jing raised his cup and finally spoke.
There was a short silence at the dinner table.
“Mr. Zhou, where were you talking about?”
“Tan Yun, quickly go pour wine for Brother Han and Mr. Zhou.”
…
After the meal, Han Wenxin and Zhou Xianming left.
After An Jing sent the two back, he looked at Tan Yun, who was clearing the dishes.
“I don’t know either,” Tan Yun replied without turning around.
An Jing thought about it and took out a ladder from the courtyard. Then, he climbed up the ladder.
As expected, Zhao Qingmei was sitting on the roof.
In the twilight, a new moon was slowly rising.
Under the faint moonlight, she looked like a fairy that had walked out of a painting.
‘How could you not cherish such a gentle and virtuous wife?’
An Jing cursed himself before walking towards Zhao Qingmei. “Are you still angry?”
“No.”
Zhao Qingmei stared at the moonlight above her.
“Darling, I was wrong.” An Jing lowered his head.
“What did you do wrong?” Zhao Qingmei asked with a smirk.
“I…” An Jing didn’t know what to say for a moment.
“Zhou Xianming,” Zhao Qingmei reminded him.
There were bad people in the crowd!
An Jing was stunned. How did Zhao Qingmei know that Zhou Xianming and he were going to the pleasure boat? Could it be that Zhou Xianming was the one who betrayed him?
He was not being honest!
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“I shouldn’t have accompanied Zhou Xianming to the pleasure boat. I was completely bewitched by him, but I’ve always kept my chastity for my wife and didn’t do anything. I can swear to God.”An Jing extended three fingers and said, “If I, An Jing…”
“Darling!” An Jing was touched.
“What if it really works?” Zhao Qingmei pouted.
“Darling, I really didn’t do anything. If you can’t, you can try.” An Jing hurriedly said, “My children and grandchildren are still here.”
“Pfft!”
Zhao Qingmei burst into laughter and glowered at An Jing. “You’re a bad person!”
“Hehehe.”
An Jing grabbed Zhao Qingmei’s hand gently, knowing that he had finally overcome his obstacle. “Darling, I’ll take you somewhere.”
Zhao Qingmei asked curiously, “Where are we going?”
“Young Master, Miss, where are you going?” Tan Yun asked when she saw An Jing and Zhao Qingmei rushing out of the room.
“They don’t even bother bringing me along to have fun,” Tan Yun complained as she wiped the water off her hands.
An Jing pulled Zhao Qingmei to a pier by the river in Yuzhou. They boarded a boat and said to the boatman, “Old Li, I’ll use this ship.”
The boat swayed along with the river, slowly flowing towards the center of Yuzhou River.
“In the past, what I liked the most was to push the bamboo pole along Yuzhou River at night.”
An Jing moved the bamboo pole, the scenery on both sides continuously moving backwards.
“I know.”
Zhao Qingmei looked at the person she loved dearly.
An Jing smiled and said, “At that time, I was thinking of bringing her to Yuzhou River to walk around. I will personally row the bamboo pole while she stands behind me, with the boat floating in the night.”
“Now, this wish has been granted.”
Zhao Qingmei remained silent, yet her heart was filled with sweetness. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
“Husband, do you still remember the story of the footless bird I told you about?” Zhao Qingmei asked while looking up at the sky.
“Why?”
“I feel like a footless bird. Do you know what that means?”
“I do. You’ll never leave me for the rest of your life.” An Jing giggled.
With such a wife, what more could he ask for?
“Yes. The two of us will not be separated.”
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and said, “Zhao Qingmei has never been divorced. She has only lost her spouse.”
An Jing’s smile gradually froze.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At this moment, a flame shot into the sky.
The originally quiet night sky instantly became bright, like a colorful flower garden filled with colorful fireworks.
In a corner not far from the Yuzhou River…
“Tell me, why are we helping that evil thief?” Han Wenxin took out boxes of fireworks indignantly.
“I don’t know about you, but he gave me one tael of silver.” Zhou Xianming lit the fireworks happily. “It’s really too much.”
“Where did he get the money?”
“How can a doctor be poor?”
“The treatment fee for the Ji Shi Hall is very cheap, and the medical fees are not expensive either.”
“It’s a small profit but through a lot of sales. Brother Han, don’t mind these things. Shall we go to the brothel to listen to music later?”
“No! I’m never going there again.”
On the Yuzhou River, the flames were resplendent, shining in the night sky.
“This fireworks look good, right?” An Jing smiled.
“It’s beautiful,” Zhao Qingmei murmured while staring at the fireworks in the sky.
“I think so too,” An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei’s exquisite and fair face and said softly.
The mountains and rivers are vast and it felt that she was omnipresent.
“You idiot, I’m not angry at all… Husband!”
“Yeah?”
“You said you only loved me.”
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“You’re the only one I love.”
“Forever.”
“Forever, of course!”
…
The boat flowed along the river and the night sky was filled with fireworks..
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