He opened the jade slip, which had two functions: transmitting messages and transmitting sounds.

When I opened it, all they saw were posts from Chen Miaoyi.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"

"When do you leave tomorrow?"

"When will you be back? I have too much stuff to pack."

"Hey hey hey, little monk~"

"Help me bring two steamed buns from the dining hall tomorrow."

"Why don't you answer? Are you asleep?"

Tan Jing was speechless. This evil woman was very noisy. He untied the jade slip from his waist, threw it aside and ignored it, concentrating on meditation.

Chen Miaoyi waited for a long time but there was no reply from Tan Jing. She fell asleep in a daze holding the jade slip, just like in modern times when she played with her mobile phone too late at night and fell asleep with it in her hands.

The next day, Tan Jing came to the cave in person.

Tan Jing was smart enough to set up a restriction outside the cave, so he walked in easily. The person lying on the stone bed had the quilt between his legs, and the jade slip fell casually on the ground.

"Witch, get up."

Not moving at all.

Tan Jing used a water spell, and cold water drops dripped from the sky onto Chen Miaoyi's face, making her feel as if she was urinated on in her dream.

"It's raining."

Chen Miaoyi wiped the water droplets from her face, and the quilt was also wet.

"Why are you here? Did you make the water?"

Chen Miaoyi angrily used magic to dry the quilt, but her favorability didn't increase, but her disgust increased.

"It's time to go down the mountain." Tan Jing handed the steamed bun in his hand to her.

Chen Miaoyi was stunned. He really brought steamed buns?

My mood suddenly improved, and I quickly wrapped up the bedding and threw it into the storage bag.

"Let's go, we're done packing."

Tan Jing walked out of the cave, picked up a fallen leaf on the ground and threw it into the air. The fallen leaf gradually grew bigger and wider, becoming the size of a small boat, and slowly landed in front of the two of them.

The two of them stepped on the fallen leaves one after the other and flew out of the cave. Chen Miaoyi was amazed at this magic. It was much safer than flying a sword. Not only could they stand, but they could also sit and lie down.

She sat on the leaves, eating a steamed bun in each hand. Tan Jing stood tall beside her, driving the leaves to fly away from the Jiaye Temple.

"Master, why don't you reply to my message?"

"I sent you so many messages, but you didn't reply to any of them."

Tan Jing looked down at her while she was eating steamed buns. She saw that the meat paste, which she had gotten from somewhere, was being spread on the steamed buns, and her cheeks were stuffed with it.

"Silly."

Tan Jing said coldly that he had never seen such a silly witch. No wonder her cultivation was so low. It must be that no one in the Hehuan Sect was willing to practice dual cultivation with her.

The fallen leaves flew for a long time, getting farther and farther away from the Jiaye Temple. The mountains became smaller and smaller in her eyes, as small as a dot.

"Master, where are we going?" Chen Miaoyi asked. She was not afraid that the monk would harm her.

"There are demons and evil spirits haunting Luofeng City, and evil spirits are rampant."

It turned out that they were going to slay demons and monsters. It was not until dusk that the two of them landed in a village.

"Monk, it seems like someone is having a banquet up ahead. Shall we go and take a look?" Chen Miaoyi saw the red spot in the air.

Tan Jing glanced at her. Master? Monk? She knew how to address him.

The two walked towards that place and could hear the sounds of gongs, drums and suona, but it sounded like a wedding song, and the tone was dull.

In a village, the houses inside and outside were covered with red decorations. It was obvious that it was a wedding banquet, and the dishes on the table were also very rich.

"Auntie, we are guests. Can we have a meal here?" Chen Miaoyi asked. The guests at the table were all weird, and everyone had a bad look on their faces.

It seemed like I was attending a funeral instead of a wedding, but everything around me was red.

"Eat, eat, find a place to sit by yourselves, the host is too busy to come out!" said a guest at the table.

Chen Miaoyi really sat down. There was chicken, duck, fish and meat, all of which were authentic and tasted very delicious, but no one at the table had much appetite.

Chen Miaoyi nudged Tan Jing with her elbow, signaling him to ask what was going on.

"Everyone, may I ask what the host is doing? Why does the wedding banquet look so unfestive?" asked Tan Jing.

He is good-looking, has a cool temperament, and looks quite like a monk.

"You are from outside the country, right?

You don't know, but today the city lord is taking a concubine, and this girl from the master's family has been chosen by the city lord, and the betrothal gift is thirty taels of silver!"

The guest gestured exaggeratedly.

"Then why are you unhappy? Do you not want to be a concubine or do you think the money is too little?" Chen Miaoyi, who was eating, took the time to ask.

"Neither." The guest looked around and saw that the host was still in the house and had not come out. He moved closer and spoke in a low voice.

"She's going to be the city lord's concubine, so how can we common people disagree?

But this city lord, he is a concubine-killer!"

What? I've only heard of people who are good at killing wives and husbands, but I've never heard of people who are good at killing concubines.

"What do you mean?"

"The city lord is an immortal cultivator, and I heard he's quite powerful! He takes in concubines every few years, but the concubines he takes in die not long after they enter the house.

In the past, people would die within one or two years, but now in recent years, they die within two months after entering the house.

The city lord is getting more and more popular, and no girl in the city dares to go out, for fear that he will find her and take a fancy to her."

The guest looked sad and pointed at the bride's room, "This girl is also unlucky. Someone in her family was sick, so she went to the city to get medicine. The city lord saw her appearance and insisted that she take a concubine."

Chen Miaoyi was a little confused, "Does the city lord consider appearance when taking a concubine?"

"Of course not. If she's not pretty, the city lord won't want her. For a girl like you, I think it's a bit risky."

It's definitely not safe for me to go to the city with my beauty, Chen Miaoyi thought, touching her face.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll pull a veil over it when I get back."

The uncle looked strange. "I mean, it's a little risky for you to be chosen. The city lord likes thin and pretty girls, not round-faced girls."

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"A round face brings wealth." Chen Miaoyi was speechless. People here did not like this kind of appearance.

"Round faces are safe. Now every family in our village wants to fatten up their daughters so they won't be noticed by the people in the City Lord's Mansion!"

The city lord is also a cultivator, but I don’t know what his realm is. To be the lord of a city, he must be in the Jindan stage.

Fortunately, she didn't travel so far alone to gain experience.

The sound of gongs and drums could be heard in the distance. Seeing that she was also a chatty person, the uncle quickly said, "Here they come, the City Lord's Mansion is here to pick up the bride."

The guests who had just been sitting at the table looking so sad as if they had lost their parents suddenly forced out a smile that was uglier than bitterness. The sound of picking up food and laughing could be heard one after another.

Suddenly there was an atmosphere of a wedding, which left Chen Miaoyi stunned.

"Girl, smile! The City Lord's Mansion is taking in a concubine, and the rule is that guests must be happy. Anyone who ruins the atmosphere will be beaten!"

The uncle gave her instructions while grinning.

Uncle, you are a very nice person.

"Monk, why aren't you laughing? Never mind you, I, an old man, am laughing first."