Chapter 48: The Old Ancestor Comes
Cheng Jiao also felt this breath, which was very strong for him.

But he was not panicked at all. Even though Jingwei was guarding the gate and Zongheng gathered together, he was not afraid!
There was a gentle knock on the door, two short and one long in a very rhythmic manner.

He narrowed his eyes, as if it was a secret signal.

He shouted in a low voice: "The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth!"

A gust of wind blew by, and no one responded.

Jingwei tilted his head slightly and glanced at Chengjiao.

Cheng Jiao understood the meaning and asked, "What are you doing?"

When Yan Lingji saw that no one opened the door, she remembered what happened when Cheng Jiao hammered the crystal coffin.

He smiled evilly and clenched his fists.

"Knock, knock, knock! Hey! Wake up, don't sleep anymore!"

When Cheng Jiao heard Yan Lingji knocking on the door, a very familiar feeling arose in his mind, as if he had used it somewhere before.

The loud slamming of the door made Li Wu wake up! Someone actually asked her to not sleep anymore, how ridiculous!

Her mental strength is too strong and her perception is too sharp. She was eavesdropped on by the wall all night last night. She felt so uncomfortable!
Li Wu, with dark circles under his eyes, stomped his feet angrily and walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Under the astonished gazes of Jingwei and Chengjiao, the courtyard gate was opened.

Holding a bamboo flute, pointing at Yan Lingji's head.

The bad mood when I woke up broke out in an instant.

"It's so early in the morning, can't you let me sleep? Huh?"

Ahri, standing at the kitchen door, looked at Li Wu's rage in a daze.

Wushuang Gui saw Li Wu pointing his bamboo flute at Yan Lingji and was ready to teach Li Wu a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Li Wu shouted at Wushuang Gui: "Get out of here!"

With a roar of powerful mental strength, Wushuang Ghost was stunned.

Who am I? Where do I come from and what am I doing here?
Wushuang Gui activated the door god mode, leaving Yan Lingji and Li Wu staring at each other.

Yan Lingji's anger, which was already rising, increased by three points after Li Wu's shout.

But in his heart he thought, this woman petting the cat is so strong.

When Cheng Jiao saw Yan Lingji bringing a big guy, he realized that this was Wushuang Gui, one of the three people he asked Yan Lingji to find a few days ago.

He quickly stepped forward and stood between the two of them.

The two men were tit-for-tat, and their great ambitions almost suffocated Cheng Jiao.

However, what made him even more shocked was that Li Wu had already started playing the magic flute, and Yan Lingji's eyes began to cast the fire charm technique, with spiritual flames appearing around her body.

Wushuang Gui came to his senses and looked at Li Wu vigilantly, wanting to lend a helping hand to Yan Lingji.

Cheng Jiao was dumbfounded. It seemed useless for him to get in the middle of this kind of mental battle.

Subconsciously, he looked at Jingwei not far away.

Jingwei was calm and composed a sword gesture.

An extremely powerful sword intent spread.

Wushuang Gui was the first to be hit and fell into confusion again.

Who am I? Where am I from and what am I doing here?
The spiritual flames around Yan Lingji were extinguished instantly, and the fire charm in her eyes faded. She looked at this ordinary babysitter with great fear.

I didn't expect that she was the strongest here.

Li Wu pursed her lips, put away the flute, snorted, and stood beside Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking that his wife Jingwei was still the best.

Fortunately, we are intimate, fortunately, we do not fight, and fortunately, we understand that being a husband is not easy.

Yan Lingji laughed and said, "This sister has a bad temper. Can you bear it, young master?"

Words are like swords, they are deadly.

"Of course I can bear it."

Seeing Li Wu's dangerous eyes flashing, Cheng Jiao came to his senses and quickly changed his words.

"My Liwu has a very good temper, but you knocked on the door too loudly. Yes, you knocked on the door too loudly."

The more Cheng Jiao spoke, the more confident he became. It’s not my fault, it’s your fault.

Yan Lingji smiled vaguely: "Really? It seems that I am to blame." Cheng Jiao nodded firmly: "Yes, it is your fault. It is very important that you understand this!"

Yan Lingji was stunned. She was just imitating the politeness of the people from the Central Plains, but he really took it too seriously!
She suppressed her annoyance. Business was more important, and personal matters, no matter how big, were trivial.

"Sir, this is Wushuang. The Corpse Exorcist and the Hundred Poison Kings don't trust you, but Wushuang listened to me and followed me here."

She didn't say that this was an agreement between her, the Corpse-Driving Demon, and the King of Poisons that they couldn't all appear in public.

Let her and Wushuang Gui join Cheng Jiao first. If anything unexpected happens, the Corpse-Driving Demon and the King of Hundred Poisons can still provide support, and the worst result will not be that they will be caught in one fell swoop.

Cheng Jiao didn't care what Yan Lingji was thinking or what she was planning in her mind.

Now that the Wushuang Ghost is in the bowl, how far are the Corpse-Driving Demon and the King of Hundred Poisons?
Looking at the extremely ferocious Wushuang ghost, he couldn't help but admire him.

"A brave warrior on the battlefield, a good candidate. If he were to wear full body armor, a wolf-tooth gold hoop around his neck, and a masked helmet, he would be able to kill any god that stands in his way, comparable to the ancient evil spirit."

He Cao Cao, oh no! Cheng Jiao, was extremely satisfied!

Han Fei happened to be at the door at this time and heard Cheng Jiao's praise for Wushuang Ghost.

"Chang'an Jun's evaluation is not low. Qin's ancestor E Lai was famous for his bravery during the reign of King Zhou of Shang. This warrior seems to have pleased Chang'an Jun very much."

Han Fei looked at the Wushuang Ghost and could tell that it was the best killing machine on the battlefield. He felt a little regretful that he had nothing at all.

When Yan Lingji heard Cheng Jiao compare Wushuang Ghost to Elai, she was a little confused. Only after hearing Han Fei's narration did she understand how much Cheng Jiao valued Wushuang.

This made her feel a little relieved, at least Cheng Jiao would not harm them.

Cheng Jiao was a little confused. When did E Lai become my ancestor?

He really didn't know this, but he still had to maintain an unfathomable appearance.

"Brother Han, you came to see me so early, is there something important?"

Han Fei turned his gaze away from Wushuang Gui and looked at Cheng Jiao.

"I came here this time to invite Chang'an Jun to Zilan Pavilion for a chat."

Before Cheng Jiao could respond, Li Wu spoke up, "Is there something we must discuss at Zi Lan Xuan?"

Han Fei was startled: "This, this is also OK."

Han Fei couldn't stand the pressure and dodged decisively.

Cheng Jiao looked at Han Fei calmly, and they both understood.

"Well, I will go to the restaurant next door with Brother Han to have a chat."

"Hey, what should I do?"

Yan Lingji was a little unhappy. She had worked so hard to come here, but was just left here?

Cheng Jiao hesitated, and when he was undecided, he called out to Jing Niu.

"Jingwei, help me watch over her, oh no, take care of Yan Lingji."

After saying that, he greased his feet and disappeared around the corner with Han Fei.

Jingwei was startled, Li Wu was stunned, and Yan Lingji was stunned!
What? That's it?

Looking at Jingwei's calm eyes, Yan Lingji decisively admitted defeat. She couldn't beat him, absolutely couldn't beat him.

Han Fei and Cheng Jiao were strolling, and as they walked, they arrived at the entrance of Zi Lan Xuan.

"Ah, what a coincidence, Brother Han, please."

"Changan Jun is right. What a coincidence. Let's go together."

The two men showed expressions of fellow travelers and walked into Zi Lan Xuan with their own ulterior motives in broad daylight.

Zi Nu had something important to do and couldn't accompany him, which made Cheng Jiao feel a little regretful.

"Chang'an Jun, today I went to Uncle Wang Longquan Jun and Anping Jun, and I have preliminarily determined that they are inextricably linked to the case of the ghost soldiers robbing the pay."

"Oh? Then why did Brother Han invite me here?"

Han Fei stared closely into Cheng Jiao's eyes.

He spoke three words softly, causing Cheng Jiao's gaze to freeze.

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