Chapter 22

The next morning.

Li Siqian carefully dressed Wei Junjie, making his already handsome image even more stalwart.

"Husband, I will go to the house of Fellow Daoist Lin next door to sit down later. I just happen to have some doubts about my practice, so I want to talk to her."

Wei Junjie knew what she was thinking, and he didn't pierce it. He said softly, "Come back early at noon."

"En." Li Siqian thought that he couldn't face such a situation, so he simply ignored it.

There was not much meeting after Li Siqian left.

I saw someone knocking on the door.

coming.

Wei Junjie walked over and opened the door.

There were three people standing outside the door.

There were two people he was familiar with, Matchmaker Wu and Xu Ping.

The third person behind them is a female nun with an iconic appearance.

She has big eyes, a high nose, and thin lips.

Her long hair was tied back, revealing her earlobes with purple earrings.

The peach-colored decoration on her head gave her the look of Xiaojiabiyu.

Wei Junjie recalled a little, he seemed to have met this woman at the door of the shop yesterday.

The bumpy figure left a deep impression on him.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you are here, stop standing at the door, come in and have a seat."

Xu Ping was an acquaintance, so he took the lead and walked in.

Matchmaker Wu and the female cultivator followed closely behind.

After everyone entered the room, Wei Junjie looked around and closed the door.

Wei Junjie greeted warmly: "Friend Xu, sit down wherever you want, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

After speaking, he went to the house to search for tea leaves and pour spirit tea.

Taking advantage of Wei Junjie's departure, Matchmaker Wu said in a low voice, "You know your situation, fellow Daoist Jiang. I have won this opportunity with great difficulty, and you must seize it when the time comes."

With bitterness on her face, Jiang Ying nodded and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wu, I know the severity."

Soon, Wei Junjie came over with several cups of tea: "Everyone, drink tea."

Matchmaker Wu took a look at the teacup and said: "Hey, this is Mao Linjian, good tea. Generally, monks in the late stage of Qi refining are reluctant to part with it. Friends Daoist Wei's life is getting more and more nourishing."

Xu Ping on the side also said: "Although Fellow Daoist Wei is now at the third level of Qi Refining, he is also a third-rank talisman maker, and he can earn a lot of spirit stones."

Wei Junjie knew that the other party was promoting himself, he did not get carried away, and said modestly: "It's all small ways, not worth mentioning."

"I don't like to beat around the bush." ​​Matchmaker Wu stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Ying beside her, and introduced, "This is fellow Daoist Jiang Yingjiang, with a cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, only 23 years old, and a rare good girl. "

"If Fellow Daoist Xu didn't beg me repeatedly, I might not be able to bring her here."

Wei Junjie's heart skipped a beat.

Seven layers of Qi refining at such a young age?
Then her aptitude must be at least three spiritual roots, definitely better than his.

When he looked at the nun again, his eyes couldn't help but change.

He originally expected that only two levels of Qi refining would be enough, but he did not expect that it would be a seventh level of Qi refining, which was far beyond his expectations.

Wei Junjie was puzzled, such a good female cultivator could get him, an unknown casual cultivator?

Matchmaker Wu, who has always been able to observe words and expressions, elbowed Jiang Ying: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, hurry up and talk to Fellow Daoist Wei."

Jiang Ying said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Wei, although I am at the seventh level of qi refining, I have some problems in my practice. I am lucky to be able to maintain my cultivation at the seventh level in the future. Fellow Daoist Wei should not have too much expectations for my cultivation. .”

After saying this, Wei Junjie came to a sudden realization, and part of the doubts in his heart disappeared.

Matchmaker Wu said: "Jiang Daoyou's words are wrong. You can have such a cultivation level at a young age, which shows that you are talented. After Wei Daoyou marries you, there is a high probability that you will have a descendant with talent like you. You, just enjoy yourself when the time comes."

Jiang Ying had something to say, but seeing Wu Matchmaker's eyes signaled, she had to swallow the words in her stomach and stopped making a sound.

"Wei Daoyou, what do you think? Are you satisfied? If so, why don't I leave Jiang Daoyou to you?"

Wei Junjie's thoughts raced in his mind.

The female cultivator in front of him fully met his requirements, both in appearance and cultivation.

As the saying goes, if God does not take, you will be blamed instead.

People have fed the food to their mouths, so there is no reason not to eat it.

However, Wei Junjie still pretended to be puzzled and said: "Jiang Daoyou, with this condition, can you really take a fancy to my small family here?"

Matchmaker Wu said with a smile: "You Daoist Wei underestimated yourself too much, you underestimated yourself. You can gain a firm foothold after moving to Qinghefang in a short period of time, and you have a close relationship with Wanbaolou. This condition is much higher than that of many monks."

"Since Fellow Daoist Jiang has no objections, I naturally have nothing to say."

"Then congratulations to Fellow Daoist Wei for getting a beautiful woman."

Wei Junjie clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble, fellow Taoists."

He found five middle-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, handed them to Matchmaker Wu, and took out four diamond talismans to Xu Ping.

The two each declined twice, and then accepted with a smile.

Matchmaker Wu didn't expect the monk in front of her to know the market very well, and he gave her a lot.

After a while, Wei Junjie sent the two of them to the door: "It's not easy to earn spirit stones during this time, so I don't plan to hold a banquet. I'm treating you two badly."

"I can understand that no one's spirit stones are blown by strong winds." Wu Matchmaker said indifferently, "Would you like to send me, Daoist Jiang?"

Knowing that Matchmaker Wu had something to say, Jiang Ying followed her.

"Jiang Daoyou, I suggest you not to be blunt. Don't talk about that first, and tell the other party later when you find an opportunity. It's good for you and me." Matchmaker Wu took out a storage bag and said, "I'll give you your money." I won't charge that much anymore, I will give you a little refund, and you will live a good life with Wei Daoyou in the future, just stay."

"Fellow Daoist Xu, this is your share, let's go."

Seeing the two leaving, Jiang Ying turned around and walked towards the house with complicated emotions.

With every step she took, she lost a little bit of her mood.

If it hadn't happened like that, how could she have found a monk at the third level of Qi refining to be her husband under her conditions.

Not to mention, the other party just married a wife a few months ago.

But under the eaves, she had to bow her head, she was at the end of her rope.

It is not easy to encounter such an opportunity, so I can only accept my fate.

Jiang Ying walked to the door, saw Wei Junjie looking at her with a smile on his face, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Friend Wei."

"Huh?" Wei Junjie said, "What should you call us?"

Jiang Ying was taken aback for a moment, then called out: "Husband."

After finishing speaking, Wei Junjie took his hand and walked in across the threshold.

When Li Siqian came back at noon, seeing Jiang Ying's entry was so simple, she insisted on a ceremony.

There are three people in the high hall.

Jiang Ying covered her red hijab and stood facing Wei Junjie.

Li Siqian sang loudly: "Husband and wife pay respects!"

The two worship each other.

"Licheng, the bridal chamber!"

(End of this chapter)

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