My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 267 Accidentally Entering Qiyue Pavilion

Seeing this, Ouyang Qingshu said with embarrassment, "Manager Wan, that child is grateful and repays kindness. If you accept him as your apprentice, he will definitely be filial to you and your husband in the future."

Wan Sutong was shocked when he heard this and waved his hands repeatedly, "At my current level, accepting him as my disciple would be tantamount to cheating him. How about this, I can ask Pavilion Master Ji for you, if he agrees I will tell you, you go back and wait for my news tomorrow."

Ouyang Qingshu looked at Wan Sutong with great gratitude after hearing this and said, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Wan. I will wait for your news tomorrow."

Wan Sutong smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, Feng Ming, send the elder off."

Feng Ming smiled slightly and raised his hand towards Ouyang Qingshu, "Please come in." After saying that, he turned around and glared at Wan Sutong, and at the same time sent her a message, "You are treating me like a maid, huh?" After saying that, he opened the door and sent Ouyang Qingshu out.

When Feng Ming turned around and closed the door, Wan Sutong smiled at her and said, "Why didn't you tell me that you would take a silver ingot from me? I don't care, it's good enough that you call me Aunt Xu."

Feng Ming immediately felt guilty and quickly stepped forward to refill Wan Sutong and Ye Mianwan's cups with hot tea. "Haha, the world is really going downhill. That... didn't you forget? Besides, I applied for the etiquette nanny, not the nanny who takes care of food and daily life."

Ye Mianwan couldn't help but raise his mouth when he heard this. Wan Sutong sighed and said, "Laugh if you want to. I'll go back and take a look at how he can be Zhao Jinghua and Ji Yun at the same time." After saying this, he silently chanted a spell in his heart.

When Wan Sutong opened his eyes again, he found that he was not in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but in front of a building that looked like a church. Wan Sutong and 0533 were shocked at the same time and said, "Where is this?"

Just as everyone was stunned, the door of the hall in the distance slowly opened, and a tall man dressed exactly like Yuwen Songyue walked out. The only difference was that he wore a pair of pure gold gauntlets on his right hand, which made the man's hand look as thin and long as an eagle's claw.

After a moment, the man may have noticed Wan Sutong's gaze, and then put his right hand behind his back.

Wan Sutong immediately realized what was happening. It turned out that this place was Qiyue Pavilion. So she quickly walked forward and hugged Zhao Jinghua who was walking slowly towards her. "My dear husband, I have something to talk to you about." At this point, Wan Sutong compared her height with Zhao Jinghua's. "Why are you so much shorter? You are only half a head taller than me!"

Zhao Jinghua sneered when he heard this, but he did not answer Wan Sutong's question. Instead, he raised his hand and put his arm around Wan Sutong's waist and walked into the hall. "Madam is smart enough to come here to find your husband."

Wan Sutong could tell that Zhao Jinghua had something else in his words, so he could only scratch his head awkwardly and said, "Of course."

But 0533 on the side obviously didn't understand what Zhao Jinghua said, and said with a mocking tone, "What? My host teleported to the wrong place again, by accident."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong raised her hand and patted 0533's head in shame and annoyance. "Didn't you understand what he meant? Click on me!"

0533 He covered his head and said with a sad voice

Zhao Jinghua on the side just glanced at him but didn't say anything. Seeing this, Wan Sutong turned her head to look at Zhao Jinghua and couldn't help but start to guess what Zhao Jinghua's expression was at the moment.

After entering the hall, Zhao Jinghua turned his head to meet Wan Sutong's gaze, then gently scratched Wan Sutong's nose with his left index finger and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild."

Wan Sutong was touched and laughed, "What's your expression now?"

"I am very happy to have my wife by my side." After saying this, Zhao Jinghua raised his right hand slightly behind his back. The next moment, the door slowly closed.

Wan Sutong then walked around behind Zhao Jinghua and carefully looked at the gauntlet on his hand. "Wow, so cool!" Then he came to Zhao Jinghua's side and shook his left hand. "Don't put your hands behind your back, let me see."

Although Zhao Jinghua didn't understand what Wan Sutong meant by "so cool", he knew that his wife liked this pair of gauntlets, so he chuckled and raised his right hand to his chest so that Wan Sutong could see it clearly. "Be careful not to get hurt by the blade at the front."

Wan Sutong nodded repeatedly and then looked at the gauntlet in front of her with shining eyes. She saw that the gauntlet was very finely crafted, and every joint was movable. The blade at the front was as sharp as an eagle's claw. Moreover, the back of the hand was not completely covered but was connected by five pure gold chains with a wrist guard engraved with auspicious cloud patterns. At a glance, it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

Her eyes were shining at this moment, and she couldn't bear to take her eyes off the hand nail in front of her. Her fingers kept stroking the back of Zhao Jinghua's hand.

I don't know whether Wan Sutong likes the nails on Zhao Jinghua's hands or Zhao Jinghua's hands, but she murmured silently, "It's so beautiful."

Zhao Jinghua smiled and raised his left hand, stroking Wan Sutong's cheek. "If you like it, I will forge one for you someday."

But Wan Sutong shook her head repeatedly and said firmly, "I don't want it. If I don't control it well and hurt myself, it will be over."

Zhao Jinghua lowered his head slightly and put his right hand behind his back. At the same time, he laughed softly, "Madam, why did you come to see me?"

Wan Sutong chuckled and asked tentatively, "Um...are you accepting a disciple?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua pulled Wan Sutong to sit on the couch, then handed a plate of cakes to Wan Sutong, and then said slowly, "Shuheng is enough to keep us busy, so let's just forget it."

Wan Sutong picked up a piece of cake and said "oh" at the same time, but still asked unwillingly, "Why don't you think about it again? That child is only fifteen years old and has reached the third level of Jindan." At this point, Wan Sutong suddenly realized that something was wrong. He didn't understand what it meant to be able to reach the Jindan stage at the age of fifteen. He only knew that he had reached the great perfection of Jindan in just five years.

"That's not right! How old were you when you started practicing? What realm were you at when you were fifteen?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then answered in confusion, "When I first started practicing, I was seven years old, and when I was dancing elephants, I was in the middle stage of the golden elixir. Why did Madam suddenly think of asking about this?"

Wan Sutong frowned after hearing this and immediately began to count on her fingers, "Seven, eight, nine... fourteen, fifteen, nine years to the middle stage of the golden elixir." Only then did she realize that something was wrong. She was a genius. She had reached the great perfection of the golden elixir in five years! She had reached the fifth level of demigod in eight years.

"Oh my god, I'm so fast. I saw that you were only twenty years old and you were already in the semi-god realm. I didn't expect that you had been practicing for fourteen years! I'm unprecedented and there will be no one like me again!"

0533 suddenly understood what was going on after hearing this, and then he said in bewilderment, "Right! How can it be so fast! Host! If those who have been practicing hard since childhood knew about this, they would probably be jealous to death!"

Zhao Jinghua burst out laughing when he heard this. "You just realized it? Remember, if someone asks you when you started practicing..."

At this point, Wan Sutong quickly put the cake into his mouth, and then answered vaguely, "I said I was five years old. I don't want to cause a fatal disaster." After that, he picked up another piece of cake and started eating.

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly, watching Wan Sutong wolfing down her food, and patted her head lovingly, "Madam, have you not eaten yet?"

Wan Sutong nodded repeatedly and then began to complain to Zhao Jinghua, "Yeah, you said that Qinggu Sect is such a big sect. I was busy helping them treat their disciples for a whole day, but they didn't even provide dinner! I'm starving!"