Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Sister, why are you peeking at me?



In the silent air, the aunt was the first to react, screaming: "Nian'er..."

The couple worked together to rescue their baby son who had no desire to live. The aunt hugged her son and cried. The second uncle stood aside, sighing.

Xu Qian'an looked at his cousin who had nowhere to rest his soul, and he understood very well.

The three most embarrassing situations for teenagers: being caught by parents when the left hand and the right hand are in slow motion; being heard when commenting on the female teacher's big buttocks; writing a second-year YY novel and being made public.

Each of them can make people roll on the ground in shame.

Physiological death has not been achieved, but social death has been achieved.

I have been trained, and I will not laugh no matter how funny it is... Xu Qian'an was "kukuku" next to him.

Xu Lingyue turned her head and complained to her eldest brother, silently accusing him of gloating. Xu Lingyin wanted to ask her brother for candy, but when she saw this scene, she didn't dare to ask.

Xu Xinnian was indeed a scholar, with quick thinking. He quickly figured out a countermeasure, rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and fainted.

....

In the small courtyard belonging to Xu Qi'an, in the wing room, he took off his clothes and soaked himself in a large bathtub. The cold water soaked his pores and made him feel refreshed.

His physique at the peak of refining essence was extremely cold-resistant.

The biggest advantage of a warrior is that he is tough and can withstand being fucked.

After getting rid of the life-and-death crisis, he was finally able to immerse himself and think about some philosophical questions about life.

"Why is there no memory of the original owner before he died or fell into a coma?"

Xu Qi'an clearly remembered how he died, most likely alcohol poisoning. But the original owner seemed to have no memory of this.

As for Xu Qi'an himself, the cause of death was alcohol poisoning, and the reason for alcohol poisoning was that he got a promotion and a raise, and he drank too much.

After resigning from the police station, he chose to start a business. The next year, he was beaten by society. After learning from his mistakes, he started from the grassroots.

He became a diligent social animal.

With his talent for hard work and his awareness of "sitting alone in an empty room and making a wife", he finally got the boss's appreciation, got a promotion and a raise, and successfully joined the middle class.

Xu Qian'an laughed out loud and went out, and invited a few friends to the bar to celebrate. After all, his future life is foreseeable. He can afford the mortgage, the bride price, marry and have children... As long as the neighbor next door is not surnamed Wang, then life will be peaceful.

"Pah!" He slapped the water, splashing water, and said angrily: "I finally got the ticket to the middle class, but I was hit by a dimensionality reduction and sent to the feudal society... It's too unlucky."

"There is still a 600,000 yuan down payment for the house in the bank card. The most tragic thing in the world is that the person is still there, but the money is gone. No, no, it's the person who is gone, but the money is still there..."

"Forget it, just treat it as an inheritance to my parents. I don't know if the inheritance tax is high... Give me another season and I will definitely be the king."

"I haven't watched the last season of Attack on Titan yet... The Chinese national football team didn't win the championship, and I will die with regrets... Oh, forget it."

"Oh no, the 120G wife in the computer hard drive was not deleted..."

My parents found out, and I was also socially dead!!

I fell asleep unconsciously, and when I woke up, it was dark.

With his body soaked and white, and wrinkled fingertips, Xu Qi'an changed into clean clothes and tied his hair in front of a bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, a young man's face was reflected, with thick black eyebrows and sharp eyes. His facial contours were hard because of years of martial arts training.

"Although it is far from the appearance of Tony Leung, who was embarrassed by Tony Leung, inferior to Louis Koo, and handsome enough to shock the party in his previous life, it is still acceptable..." Xu Qi'an nodded silently.

And the body is countless times stronger than in the previous life.

At least he is a warrior.

"But it may not be a good thing. I would rather travel back to the ancient times. That way everyone is a scumbag. Unlike here, there are too many masters, and you may lose your head before you react."

This world not only has demons, but also has a variety of cultivation systems. In addition to the warriors known as the non-chief system, there are also sorcerers, Confucianists, Buddhists, Taoists, wizards, and Gu masters.

Six hundred years ago, Dafeng was established, and the first generation of Sitianjian was supervised, and the major systems were divided into grades.

Xu Qiyan is the ninth-grade refining spirit realm of the non-chieftain system; his second uncle is the eighth-grade peak refining qi realm; the seventh-grade is the refining spirit

realm.

Xu Qiyan doesn't know what happened after that.

On the contrary, Xu Qiyan knows a lot about the sorcerer system of the Si Tian Jian.

Because the Si Tian Jian is a cultivation system unique to the Dafeng Dynasty, and it is extremely high-profile, the inventions and creations of the sixth-grade alchemists are integrated into thousands of households.

Sorcerer system: ninth-grade physician, eighth-grade qi-gazing master, seventh-grade feng shui master, sixth-grade alchemist.

Xu Qiyan doesn't know what it is after that.

As for other systems, Xu Qiyan, who has lived in the capital since childhood, knows very little.

At this time, a girl in a green skirt came in from the courtyard. She was my aunt's personal maid, called Lu'e.

"Da Lang, the master called you to eat." Lu'e's eyes and eyebrows were happy, but her eyes were tired and haggard.

She was sold to the Xu family at the age of ten to serve her aunt. After the Xu family suffered a disaster, the servants were dismissed and she was worried about her future livelihood.

Unexpectedly, the Xu family turned over in just five days. I heard from the eldest lady that all this was due to Dalang.

The 18-year-old delicate and pretty maid seemed a little shy in front of Xu Qi'an.

"Well, don't call me Dalang." Xu Qi'an was very awkward.

"But Dalang is Dalang." Lu'e wondered.

... Forget it, my last name is not Wu anyway.

The two left the courtyard side by side and entered the Xu Mansion. Lu'e hesitated and said,

"Just now, the master and the lady were arguing."

"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"It seems that the Madam must know how the tax silver case was swapped and who did it. The master couldn't answer, so they started arguing." Lu'e whispered, "Da Lang knows it."

On the way back, Xu Qian'an told his uncle that the tax silver was not robbed, but swapped.

At that time, his aunt didn't say anything, but it turned out that she had always remembered

it in her heart.

...

Inner hall!

As soon as Xu Qian'an stepped into the threshold, he heard a crying sound. Xu Lingyin, who was as small as a bean, raised her two little arms behind her, leaned forward, raised her head, and sent a harsh sound wave attack to her mother.

The second uncle drank the wine calmly, Xu Lingyue lowered her head to eat, and Xu Xinnian had not recovered from the blow of the collapse of his personality, and ate in silence. Auntie held her forehead with her hand, looking like she had a headache. When she saw Lu'e coming over, she immediately said, "Take her away, take her away!"

Xu Qian'an glanced at her crying little sister, and said kindly, "What's wrong?"

"Mother lied. Mother said that if I could go home, she would take me to Guiyue Tower." The

little kid cried, "Daddy just mentioned Guiyue Tower."

Guiyue Tower is the top restaurant in Kyoto. It is frequented by dignitaries and does not entertain commoners and wealthy businessmen.

As a stupid child who can't even remember the names of his brothers and sisters, he can remember Guiyue Tower mainly because he had eaten there once.

It can be seen that this child is not stupid, but has used his talent in the wrong place.

Old Xu, you are good. You know that you have diverted the trouble and even treated your daughter as a tool. Xu Qian'an looked at Uncle Xu who was drinking calmly, and Auntie who

had a headache but could do nothing about it.

Little kid is Auntie's lifeline.

"It was just a joke at the time, and it's like that..." Auntie sighed.

"Even the children lie, and Auntie is untrustworthy." Xu Qi'an instinctively retorted to her, making the beautiful woman's chest heaving with anger.

"Brother, take me there!" Seeing Xu Qi'an's kind face and actually speaking for him, the little kid happily ran to Xu Qi'an's feet and grabbed his pants to climb up.

Guiyue Tower, one tael of silver per person... Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "Lv'e, take her

away!"

The little kid was taken away.

Auntie kicked her husband and pursed Xu Qi'an with the corner of her mouth.

Uncle Xu felt a little embarrassed and glanced at his son who had always had a strong desiren/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

for knowledge. It was a pity that Xu Xinnian was socially dead. The dead could not speak and

could only eat.

The food tasted average, mainly because there was no soup stock. After all, everyone had just returned home, and Xu Qi'an ate like chewing wax. He stared at the beautiful girl unhappily: "Lingyue, why do you always peek at me?"