After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

The next day, the weather rarely cleared up. Sang Mo put on non-slip boots and pulled Shen Yanqing down the mountain.

The foot of the mountain is very lively, with everything on sale at the market.

Sang Mo took Shen Yanqing to buy a red dress for the New Year. When they walked to the end of the street, there was an aunt buying jewelry.

The jewelry on her stall is different from other jewelry, the velvet flowers are all tied up to look like small animals.

Sang Mo picked up a white fox hairpin carved from white jade. The white fox held its head high and looked very arrogant. The more Sang Mo looked at it, the cuter it became, "Master, look how much it looks like you!"

Shen Yanqing said nothing, but was secretly surprised in her heart: Could it be that she already knew that I was a fox demon?

Sang Mo saw another velvet flower with white crane wings. She picked it up and her eyes brightened, "Can you help me tie a black crane?"

"Hey, old lady, this is the first time I've heard of a black crane." The aunt laughed and began to prepare the silk thread.

"Does the black crane look the same as the white one?" asked the aunt.

"Of course it's the same, it just has black feathers."

As he spoke, Sang Mo stood on tiptoes and motioned for Shen Yanqing to bend down, while he pinned the white fox hairpin to Shen Yanqing's head.

The aunt looked at the two people's actions with a smile and said with a smile: "Little girl, is this your husband? This is the first time I have seen such a fairy-like figure."

Hearing this, Sang Mo turned his head and looked at Shen Yanqing with a smile. Shen Yanqing's earlobes had quietly turned red. He coughed lightly and saw that Sang Mo was still looking at him, so he couldn't help but glare at her.

Sang Mo then turned around and waved his hand to explain to the aunt, "No, this is my master."

After hearing this, the aunt raised her head and looked at Shen Yanqing again, "Oh, that's a pity."

She said it was a pity, but her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm afraid this young master is not married yet. I have a niece who is seventeen this year. She is talking about her husband's family..."

Sang Mo quickly raised his hand to interrupt, "No, no, no, aunt, my master doesn't want a wife. He wants to become an immortal."

"Ah?!" The aunt was overjoyed when she heard this, "Cultivation as an immortal is great! My little daughter is fourteen this year and will be able to get married in two years. The immortal king is not as good as today..."

I just gave birth to my niece! As soon as he heard about cultivating immortals, he turned to his younger daughter. The aunt made this calculation, and the deaf uncle on the side heard it.

"Fuck you, that yellow-haired girl of yours looks like a chicken, how could the Immortal Lord like her?"

The uncle said, carrying his biggest fish and walking over, wanting to please Shen Yanqing, but he did not dare to get too close to Shen Yanqing, so he handed the fish to Sang Mo's hand.

"My dear Immortal Lord, my daughter is eighteen years old and looks like a water spirit. How about I betroth her to you? I don't want a betrothal gift, I only want a dowry."

Shen Yanqing frowned displeased and turned to look at Sang Mo. Sang Mo looked like he was seeing a fish and asked the uncle, "Uncle, is this a crucian carp?"

The uncle nodded repeatedly, "Yes, the soup is the most delicious."

"Wow! Are there a lot of fish in your house?"

"Of course, I am a fisherman. There are fish all year round."

Sang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Then after they get married, can I go to your house to eat fish?"

The uncle patted his chest and said, "Come here, I will give you a fish as big as this every day."

"Wow!" Sang Mo turned to Shen Yanqing in surprise, hoping that he would agree.

What caught his eye was Shen Yanqing's extremely gloomy face. The storm was about to come, and the smile on Sang Mo's face suddenly disappeared.

She quickly returned the fish to her uncle.

Just at this time, the aunt finished making the velvet flowers that Sang Mo asked for, and came out to quarrel with the uncle, "What's wrong with my daughter? My daughter is innocent, lively, beautiful and generous, how can she be like that foxy girl of yours!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Just talk about your daughter!"

"..."

Seeing that the two of them were quarreling more and more, Sang Mo quickly paid the money and took Shen Yanqing away. The uncle's and aunt's voices sounded from behind at the same time, "Don't go, Immortal Lord!"

Shen Yanqing had a sullen face and walked quickly carrying the things. Sang Mo followed closely behind him, "Master, wait for me!"

The two of them chased each other and arrived at Changli Mountain.

When he arrived in front of the mountain gate, Shen Yanqing was afraid of being seen, so he had to use the invisible technique to return directly to Qingya Peak.

As soon as he got up, Sang Mo suddenly rushed up out of breath and grabbed his arm, interrupting the spell.

Just as he was about to turn around and scold him, he saw Sang Mo looking into the distance, his eyes suddenly brightening.

"Hi! Senior brother, do you want to eat Dragon Beard Cake?"

Shen Yanqing: "..."

Just as he was about to hide, He Wenjie was already walking over.

Sang Mo also pulled him towards He Wenjie's direction.

He Wenjie was shocked when he saw clearly the person standing next to Sang Mo, but he quickly reacted and saluted Shen Yanqing.

Shen Yanqing nodded slightly as a courtesy with a sullen face.

"Senior Brother, why are you here?" Sang Mo said and handed over a pack of Dragon Beard Crisps.

He Wenjie looked confused, "I'm quitting Xuanwu Peak."

Sang Mo was shocked, "How could this happen?! Did Grandpa Bai drive you out?"

"No." He Wenjie quickly denied, "I took the initiative."

Sang Mo couldn't help but frown, "Then where are you going now? Are you leaving Changli Mountain?"

He Wenjie could have been promoted to elder during the Chinese New Year. It would be a pity to leave Changli Mountain now.

He Wenjie said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Sang Mo immediately refused, "No! How are you going to explain to your parents when you go back? You have been practicing hard for so many years and you have never made a mistake. How can you go down the mountain in vain?"

This is also what He Wenjie is worried about. His family has spent a lot of money to let him study in Changli Mountain, and he is about to get ahead. It is really a pity to leave the mountain like this.

But after he left Xuanwu Peak, no other peak dared to accept him. It was really frustrating to stay in the outer gate, so he had no choice but to leave the mountain.

Sang Mo asked Shen Yanqing, "Master, can you think of a way to keep senior brother here?"

Shen Yanqing pondered, "Are you confident that you can take care of the Discipline Hall?"

He Wenjie: "..."

Sang Mo: "..."

"Wow! Master, do you mean to give the Discipline Hall to senior brother?" Sang Mo was shocked.

He Wenjie also looked surprised and unsure.

Under the expectant gazes of the two men, Shen Yanqing turned her head arrogantly and said, "Why can't you even understand people's words?"

"Ah!" Sang Mo screamed in surprise, "Senior Brother, you will be the head teacher from now on!"

But she quickly reacted, "No, you two are the most strict in Changli Mountain. Now that one of you has become the leader and the other has become the leader, won't our lives be miserable? "

Sang Mo couldn't help but shudder as he spoke. When he looked at the two of them again, he felt a sense of depression coming over him.

Shen Yanqing glanced at her, turned around and disappeared from the spot with an escape technique.

Sang Mo leaned forward and took the baggage from He Wenjie's hand, "Eldest brother, are your hands sore? I'll take it for you!"