Qin Shu came upstairs and gave Mrs. Xie a few injections.
Mrs. Xie, who had fallen into a coma, woke up soon.
"What's wrong with me?"
Qin Shu sat on the edge of the bed, holding Mrs. Xie's hand, and gently massaging her acupoints.
"Someone came to cause trouble and drugged you and Minister Zhang and his wife."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xie's expression darkened: "Who is it? Has he been caught? How dare he act so presumptuous in the compound? Does he not want to live anymore?!"
Qin Shu's voice was soft and nonchalant: "The person is dead. I asked Uncle Quan and Uncle Kun to take care of it."
Mrs. Xie's anger subsided: "Dead? Did you get anything out of him? Was he sent by the Jiang family or some other force to cause trouble?"
"No, that person came for Zhang Ming..."
Qin Shu told Mrs. Xie the story of Wuxiang Zhenren in a concise manner, hiding her own physical condition.
Madam Xie leaned against the bedside, her face showing realization, and murmured, "Monks? According to the rules, these people cannot enter the secular world without special circumstances."
Qin Shu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Mom knows about the existence of monks?"
Madam Xie nodded: "The master who predicted Lan Zhi's fate was a cultivator, but unfortunately he was punished for prying into the secrets of heaven and could not escape the five disadvantages and three shortcomings.
The current successor, Master Lingxi, is also a cultivator from their sect. Lingxi is smarter than his master and will not easily spy on the secrets of heaven..."
Qin Shu learned from her mother-in-law that most of the cultivators in the inland had retired to the mountains, and the disciples of Mount Longhu were one of the upright sects, so it was impossible for them to have a scum like Wuxiang Zhenren.
However, there were also some monks who were unwilling to be ordinary and flocked to Hong Kong or Southeast Asia, wanting to gain power and money and become the best of the best.
Most monks are careful about their reputation, and there are very few scum like Wuxiang Zhenren in the inland.
Since ancient times, monks have come down the mountains to save the world in times of chaos, and retired to the mountains in times of prosperity. This is an eternal rule.
Now, True Man Wuxiang has appeared, making Mrs. Xie very worried.
"No, I have to tell Old Xie about this. The Jiang family is involved with Master Wuxiang, and I'm afraid they are going to do something behind the scenes!"
Mrs. Xie threw back the quilt and was about to get upstairs to make a phone call.
Qin Shu held her down and said, "Mom, don't worry about this. Dad will be back soon."
Madam Xie glanced at the time and slowly lay back down: "That's right, let's talk about it when he comes back."
Qin Shu looked at her mother-in-law with cold eyes and said softly, "Mom, I want to see Master Lingxi. Do you have a way to invite him?"
Mrs. Xie asked, "You want him to tell your fortune?"
Qin Shu shook her head: "I want to know from him how many cultivators like him there are now, and what abilities these people have."
The appearance of Wuxiang Zhenren gave her a glimmer of anticipation.
Since there are monks in this world, is there any way to prolong her life?
Madam Xie smiled and said, "This is not difficult. As long as I don't ask him to spy on the secrets of heaven, Master Lingxi should still give me this little bit of face."
Mrs. Xie called Lingxi that night.
What a coincidence! Lingxi is just inland. Although it is a bit far from Beijing, we can get there tomorrow.
After Qin Shu got the news, she sighed at how lucky she was.
That night.
Qin Shu lay on the bed with a frown on her face, trapped in a dream from which she could not escape.
"Bitch! Even if I become a ghost I won't let you go!"
The face of the dead Wuxiang Zhenren, who died during the day, was hideous, like a demon crawling out of hell.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Qin Shu: "You think everything will be fine if you kill me? Dream on!"
Qin Shu frowned and asked with disgust: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Wuxiang Zhenren floated in front of Qin Shu, met her calm and cold eyes, and smiled sinisterly.
"You are just an ant, and you still want to kill me! Today I will let you, bitch, taste my power!"
He lifted Qin Shu up and threw her to the ground.
"Old man, let me go!"
Qin Shu wanted to resist, but she couldn't catch Wuxiang Zhenren and her body fell rapidly.
However, the expected pain did not come.
Qin Shu lay on the ground, feeling neither pain nor itching, and even felt a comfortable feeling as if she was lying on cotton.
It was pitch black all around, with only light in the area where she and Wuxiang Zhenren were. All of this felt unreal to her.
Zhenren Wuxiang leaned closer, busy unbuckling his belt with his hands and muttering to himself.
"Taiyin body, dual cultivation, if I sleep with you, I can live..."
Qin Shu was almost disgusted to the point of vomiting when she saw Wuxiang Zhenren's actions.
She stood up and stepped back quickly, her voice cold: "You old bastard, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"
Wu Xiang Zhenren had a lewd look on his face, and a strange smile appeared on his ferocious face: "You can't kill me, I am the boss here, you can't resist me, just lie down obediently, I can still be gentle with you."
“Ugh! Ugh—!”
Qin Shu felt a pain in her lower abdomen after hearing these greasy and disgusting words, and she bent over to vomit.
This was a dream, and she didn't vomit anything, but the pain in her lower abdomen was very real.
Wu Xiang Zhenren's face turned pale and he cursed: "Asshole! I slept with you! It's your blessing!"
He rushed forward and pinched Qin Shu's chin.
As soon as his hand touched Qin Shu's skin, an overwhelming coldness surged out from her body.
"ah!!!"
Wuxiang Zhenren's hands were frozen.
Qin Shu raised her foot and kicked Wuxiang Zhenren, sending him flying.
She rushed forward, grabbed Wuxiang Zhenren's collar, and attacked him left and right.
"You old bastard! Who told you to touch me?"
"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?! Trash! Scum!"
Qin Shu was so angry that she beat the man until his face turned into a pig's head without stopping.
Tired of beating him, she raised her foot and stomped hard on Wuxiang Zhenren's pig-headed face.
"Go to hell!!!"
Qin Shu pressed hard on the face and crushed it.
Wuxiang Zhenren was like a paper man, turning into countless pieces and quickly dissipating. At the same time, Qin Shu woke up from her dream.
She sat up panting, anger still lingering on her face.
"hiss--"
There was a sharp pain in my lower abdomen.
Qin Shu turned on the light in the room and stared at her abdomen with a frown.
The familiar pain and the two-month delay in her menstruation gave her a vague suspicion in her heart.
Qin Shu's hand was on her pulse. The next second, she leaned against the head of the bed speechlessly, with a helpless arc at the corner of her lips.
I’m pregnant again!
The child is less than three months old and is a single fetus.
Qin Shu touched her belly and whispered, "Xie Lanzhi, the daughter you wanted is finally here."
*
"Ah Shu, Minister Zhang sent someone to give you a thank-you gift!"
Qin Shu had just gone downstairs when Mrs. Xie pointed to the beautifully packaged gift boxes of various sizes in the living room.
Qin Shu took a quick glance and asked calmly, "Is Zhang Ming awake?"
Yesterday, when Minister Zhang woke up, he learned that Master Wuxiang had taken his son's life to prolong his life. He was furious and took his people away without waiting for his son to wake up.
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