Zhou Zong was so familiar with the thunder pattern that he couldn't be more familiar with - the five corners were widened, and the two stripes in the middle formed a circle, and the runes were carved with tadpole-sized runes. This was a simplified nine thunder formation. When activated, it could instantly attract thunder and knock people in the circle into pieces. He once circled many opponents of the Yunlei Sect, enjoying the ugly appearance they showed before they died, and thus gaining joy.

If time could go backwards, he would never be willing to draw this thunder pattern on anyone, because he could already feel his wife's fear. He wished he could change his wife, but he could not. He knew that Yun Zhai had a strange neuroticism, and any action at this time might stimulate him.

"My Deacon Zhou, I finally saw you." Yun Zhai played with a cup and looked at the pattern on the cup carefully, as if there was a truth of cultivation. "Do you know, I thought you had been killed by Huang Qiming for a while, and I was even very sad. It was not until he sent his men to take away your beautiful wife and lovely daughter that I realized that it was my wishful thinking."

"You can't do this," he put down his cup and sat up, looking at Zhou Zong lightly, "I am so kind to you, but you turn around and throw yourself into the Taoist sect. You ruined the trust and tacit understanding between you and me."

Zhou Zong knelt down slowly: "Elder Yun, this is wrong with me. I am willing to apologize for death and beg the elder to let my wife and children go."

Yun Zhai smiled, not saying anything. He stood up and slowly walked to Zhou Zong’s wife, took the baby girl from her arms, and then hugged it in his arms and shook it gently, "Dududu, Dudududu, cute little lady, what's your name?"

He teased the child like a father, and reached out and gently pinched the child's shattered cheeks. The child was only eight months old and didn't know what fear was, so he just opened his eyes and looked at him.

"What's the name of this child?" he asked.

"Zhou Xiaoyu." Zhou Zong said tremblingly.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." Yun Zhai sighed moaningly.

"The child is innocent, please let her go..." Zhou Zong lay down.

"Husband..." Mrs. Zhou's face turned pale and her lips were trembling. She had a lot of courage to pull out her hairpin from her head and thrust into the terrifying person's chest. She almost did that for her daughter, and then she realized that she could not move all over. She knew that this was his husband's method, and tears fell down, "Daughter, daughter..." She wanted to remind Zhou Zong that daughter was the most important thing.

Zhou Zong lay down, trembling, and shook his head firmly.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." Yun Zhai sighed, "Qi'er was as cute as her back then. But my Qi'er will never come back, my Qi'er..." He was a little lost, but he did not see the sadness, but he became even colder, and his eyes under the mask became deeper and more sinister.

"Zhou Zong, you didn't expose the "we" matters, right?" He deliberately bit the word "we" very hard.

"No." Zhou Zong said. Fortunately, Xie Qingyun was not here, he said in his heart.

"Very good." Yun Zhai smiled faintly, "I will take care of your wife and children for you during this period. Thank you for your hard work in the Taoist yard."

"You can't do this!" Zhou Zong suddenly straightened up.

"I can't?" Yun Zhai smiled.

Zhou Zong gritted his teeth: "Elder Yun, I am a Taoist disciple who was extradited. I am no longer a member of the Yunlei Sect. I have let go of all the grievances in the world. Why don't you leave here? I will never tell the head of the courtyard that you have trespassed into the Taoist temple."

"You said let go if you say let go?" Yun Zhai said.

Zhou Zong tried his best to lower his voice and gritted his teeth: "Yunlei Sect can't afford to offend the Taoist temple, Elder Yun, don't make any mistakes!"

Yun Zhai continued to smile, but the smile had a dangerous meaning. "Zhou Zong, you should know that even if I was demoted to Dongli Continent, I would still be the man of that woman."

Zhou Zong's eyes showed deep fear, but for the sake of his daughter, he threw this fear behind his head and said word by word: "Yun Zhai, even if that woman will protect you, remember, if you hurt my daughter, I will never let you go, I will never!"

The smile on Yun Zhai's face suddenly disappeared. He threw the baby girl back to Mrs. Zhou, and then grabbed Zhou Zong's neck from the air.

When he mentioned it, there seemed to be an invisible connection between him and Zhou Zong, "Do you dare to threaten me?"

Zhou Zong kicked his feet in pain, but his blood-stained eyes were still staring at Yun Zhai. The determination to be a father, the determination to break through all fears, made people's hearts tremble.

Yun Zhai felt the deep chill, but he laughed: "It's interesting, so interesting." He threw Zhou Zong to the ground and stepped on his chest. "Zhou Zong, you have heard it clearly. We are not allowed to say a word to the public. I want you to report the big and small things that happened in the Taoist temple to me regularly, otherwise you will know that you have a hundred ways to make them die in pain."

"Remember, I haven't been here today, your wife took your daughter to the countryside."

The outer door of the palace opened, and Xie Qingyun slowly walked out from inside. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. The orange sunset was close to the distant mountains, and the scene of the setting sun melting gold...

A carriage was parked at the palace gate, and a middle-aged man stood beside the carriage, wearing a black green robe. When he saw Xie Qingyun walking out, he bowed and walked towards him: "Little Yu Geng meets Master Qingyun."

"You are my second uncle who arranged to pick me up?" Xie Qingyun looked at the middle-aged man. He found a strange phenomenon. Different clothes seemed to represent different social status. Yu Geng wore a long robe, which was obviously different from ordinary servants. Judging from his gentle and elegant appearance, he must have read a lot of books.

"Yes, the villain is the second master's companion." Yu Geng said with a smile.

"Thank you for a long time, I've been waiting for you." Xie Qingyun finally glanced at the sunset in the sky, then boarded the carriage, "Let's go, Uncle Yu."

"I dare not be called Qingyun Young Master." Yu Geng started the carriage.

"What's the matter? By the way, did the second uncle explain to me what he said?" Xie Qingyun said.

"I just want Mr. Qingyun to return home as soon as possible." Yu Geng said.

"Then let's go back." Xie Qingyun said, while taking out three bamboo slips from the storage talisman. The words on them were carved bit by bit with a carving knife, and martial arts secrets of the level of antiques.

Emperor Ku did not agree to give him the royal family's martial arts and mental methods, but promised that he could choose any three martial arts in the royal arsenal. He spent the afternoon searching in the arsenal and carefully selected three martial arts that were most useful to him at present.

The "mind method" and "martology" practiced by warriors are independent.

The first door is the body technique "Illusion Feather Step", which is characterized by speed. According to Emperor Ku, internal energy cultivation has reached a certain level, and can even transform wings into illusions to achieve the effect of short-term stagnation. Qi Heng's extreme body technique gave him a deep impression in the state of "martial realm".

The second door is the sword technique "Double Elephant". According to Emperor Ku, this sword technique tends to be "hard attack", which is a rare double-held sword technique. When Taizu used this sword technique to break through the old capital and conquered the Dali Kingdom.

The third sect is the "Spiritual Crane Mist Hidden Technique", which is a martial art that hides the breath, similar to the Qi-refining technique of a Qi-refining man, and it is also the only martial art he chose that can be used without internal strength.

Before the warrior Kaiyuan, there was no internal force in his dantian. Kaiyuan needed a mental method, and Xie Qingyun did not find the same mental method as Qi Jia's "Canglang Jue" in the arsenal, so he simply did not choose it.

Xie Qingyun collected the secret book and said, "Uncle Yu, you are idle, you might as well talk to me about the situation in the mansion."

"Yes." Yu Geng said with a smile, "The mansion is now in charge of the master. The master's wife is in charge of the internal affairs, and the second wife is in charge of the accounting..."

"Wait, are you saying that my uncle has two wives?" Xie Qingyun was surprised. The title "Madam" cannot be used randomly. According to his memory, this world is similar to the feudal society in his previous life. Only the wife can be called a wife. The rest, whether it is a flat wife or a concubine, can only be called a concubine.

"The situation of the master is a bit special." Yu Geng said with a smile, "One of the two wives is a cousin who has been married since childhood, and the other is Princess Pingyang, the daughter of the late emperor. But..."

"But what?" Xie Qingyun said.

Yu Geng smiled bitterly and said, "But the two wives are very unfamiliar, especially the second wives. Only the old lady in the mansion can control her. But the old lady has long been ignored, so the second wife has always been arrogant and Qingyun Gong.

Don't bump into the second wife, son."

"I understand, thank you for your reminder." Xie Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the Xie Mansion was quite complicated. His uncle was also the son-in-law of the late emperor. It seemed that it was right to prepare gifts in advance.

Yu Geng continued, "The eldest master only has Mr. Yuan Jing, who is fifteen years old and sixteen years old. The eldest lady takes Mr. Yuan Jing to live in Shufangzhai, and the second lady lives in Xiyuxuan."

"Where is my second uncle?" Xie Qingyun said.

"The second master is in charge of the property in the mansion, mainly silver houses, pawn shops, silk houses and restaurants." Yu Geng knew it carefully. "Mrs. died early, and the second master was widowed early, and lived in Jingfuyuan with his son Yuandi and Miss Yuanying."

"Did my second uncle not remarry? Why?" Xie Qingyun was a little surprised.

"The second master said, I'm afraid that the stepmother will be bad for the two children." Yu Geng sighed, "But the villain knows that the second master can't forget his wife."

At first glance, it sounds complicated, but in fact it is much simpler than other aristocratic families... Xie Qingyun thought, "In addition to the three legitimate descendants, who do I have any younger brothers and sisters?"

"The mansion will select some qualified children from the division of families to guide martial arts, and there are not many places." Yu Geng did not hide it. "Young Master Qingyun doesn't need to remember these people. You only have a Qing girl, you must be treated with caution."

"Oh?" Xie Qingyun said.

"Miss Qing has a complicated background, and she is not very clear about the specific villain. She has been with the old lady since she was a child, and even the name was chosen by the old lady himself. Young Master Yuan Jing doesn't have such treatment." After Yu Geng said that, he laughed, "Miss Qing has a very good temper, but she just likes to tease people."

"In addition, there are several division powers and forces that cannot be underestimated, as they may prevent Mr. Qingyun from returning to the door."

"Who are they?" Xie Qingyun said.

"Young Master Qingyun doesn't need to worry too much." Yu Geng's tone was full of contempt, but he seemed to be helpless.
Chapter completed!