Transmigrated Son-in-law

Yang Xuan fell into an illusion for only a few seconds.    

Wai Yunuo saw the veins on his forehead bulging as cold sweat poured out like rain.    

Only now did he remember that before he died, his Master had designed a spell formation so that no one would disturb him.    

When she saw Yang Xuan's expression, she was also shocked. She quickly reached out and a pool of clear water appeared out of nowhere in her hand and hit Yang Xuan's face.    

"Pah!"    

Yang Xuan's slap sounded loud and clear. He shuddered a few times.    

The burning sensation on his face made him unable to stop himself from sucking in a breath of cold air.    

"Hiss …" What are you doing? " Covering his face, Yang Xuan looked at Wai Yunuo speechlessly.    

"Eh …." Wai Yunuo waved her arms in embarrassment. "This is how Master's formation works. If it was just a little slower, you would have fallen into an illusion and it would have been difficult for you to come out …"    

Yang Xuan was silent. He seemed to have walked through the gates of hell just now.    

His Legs was still numb, as if it was on the verge of collapse. The sweat on his back even wet the clothes that he had just changed out of.    

After gasping for breath with lingering fear for a while, no matter how brave Yang Xuan was, he didn't dare to stare at the entrance of the cave anymore.    

"Mm, I know, thank you very much."    

"No, no, no..." Wai Yunuo was busy apologizing, "It's my fault. I wanted to remind you just now, but I forgot."    

Yang Xuan felt his heart ache. He had the illusion that one day, he would be killed by Wai Yunuo.    

Wai Yunuo was relieved when she saw that Yang Xuan wasn't angry.    

The two of them walked to the side. Yang Xuan subconsciously lowered his head to prevent himself from falling into the illusion again.    

At that moment, all the information in his body had been fed back to his brain. If Wai Yunuo was a few seconds too late, Yang Xuan might have had Qigong deviation.    

What kind of person was his "master"?    

With such a state of mind, Yang Xuan could not help but feel somewhat puzzled.    

Only after a long while did Yang Xuan gradually stabilize his mind and stop being affected by the hallucinations.    

Outside the cave, there was a pavilion, a stone table, and two stone stools.    

On both sides of the stone table, there were two pairs of plain and unadorned bowls and chopsticks.    

Even though no one was looking after the dishes, they were still clean and the stone tables and stools were also spotless.    

Yang Xuan and Wai Yunuo came here after they paid their respects.    

"Have you and your master ever eaten here before?"    

"Of course not." Wai Yunuo sat on the stool snappily. "Previously, Master didn't even want me to sit here. At that time, the person sitting on this stool was an old friend of mine."    

"Old friends?" Yang Xuan carefully pondered the meaning of this word.    

"Yes, in the days before Master's death, that old friend of his was always here."    

"Male or female?" Yang Xuan asked subconsciously.    

When he saw Wai Yunuo looking at him with a doubtful expression, he spread out his hands and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in gossiping."    

Wai Yunuo curled her lips in disbelief.    

However, she still spoke slowly.    

"She's a female, her looks are very ordinary …" Leaning on her chin, she sketched out the image of her face in her mind.    

"It's just like a … A peasant woman. "    

"Oh …" Yang Xuan understood in his heart that this cheap master knew how to live, and no one was around before he died.    

"Hey, what are you thinking about? That person is Master's close friend, he doesn't have that kind of relationship. Furthermore, as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, how could Master possibly find an ordinary Dao companion …?    

"What am I thinking?" Yang Xuan smiled slyly, "I didn't say anything."    

Only then did Wai Yunuo realize that she had been tricked, feeling extremely embarrassed and annoyed. Then, he heard Yang Xuan say, "But, this woman is an ordinary person, I'm a bit curious."    

An extremely awkward image appeared in his mind.    

Within the pavilion, there was a white-robed, sage-like cultivator. On the other side was also a woman with plain clothes and an ordinary face.    

Two people whose status and thoughts differed greatly, under some kind of coincidence, were eating together here, admiring the flowers and the moon and the lake.    

"Speaking of which, that person is very gentle. Furthermore, her Go skills are very high. Even her master is not her match."    

"There are always some exceptional qualities that make you a friend of Master." Yang Xuan replied.    

"True."    

… ….    

The two chatted until noon. When they returned to the courtyard, Guan Ziyao was already waiting in front of the door.    

"Senior Sister Wei, Senior Brother Yang, you're back."    

Guan Ziyao didn't enter, but waited at the door.    

"Hmm, I've been here for a long time, why don't I just go in and take a seat?" Yang Xuan asked.    

"You guys aren't at home, it's not good for me to go in."    

Yang Xuan knocked on his head, "We are already so familiar with each other, why are you talking about this?"    

Wai Yunuo also laughed, "Don't worry, our Dao Sect doesn't have anything of value. You can take whatever you want to play with."    

Guan Ziyao just scratched his head and giggled, not replying.    

Unlike Xie Mingcheng, Guan Ziyao is also a very good family, but a humble person, but also respect.    

"Come in."    

He opened the door and poured Guan Ziyao a cup of tea.    

"What brings you here? You're not going to ask me to practice sword arts with you again, are you? "    

Yang Xuan knew that Guan Ziyao was very hardworking, but always coming this way, he did not have much to worry about, he was just afraid that the elders of Sword Sect would have thoughts.    

Guan Ziyao was, after all, a member of Sword Sect, so even if he had that kind of question, he wouldn't dare to go beyond identity guidance.    

He was afraid of being exposed.    

"No, no." Guan Ziyao waved his hand. "I came here specifically to thank you for saving me …"    

As he spoke, he took out the Spirit Stone s from his bosom.    

"This is half of the reward. I didn't do anything, so I picked up some sweets. I feel guilty."    

Wai Yunuo was speechless as she held her forehead.    

This child was too sincere.    

Yang Xuan happily accepted it, "I'll take it. If you need Spirit Stone s in the future, you can come and find me."    

"Haha, when the time comes, I will not be polite with you, Senior Brother."    

"That's good..."    

Yang Xuan smiled and saw Guan Ziyao frown.    

He noticed this, drumming his fingers rhythmically on the table.    

"Junior brother Guan …" What else do you have to say to me? "    

Guan Ziyao only secretly glanced at Wai Yunuo, who was beside him. His expression became complicated, as if there was something hard to say.    

Obviously, his actions couldn't be hidden from Wai Yunuo's eyes as she pursed her lips.    

"You guys go ahead, I'll go to the roof and crack the melon seeds."    

After she finished speaking, Wai Yunuo walked out of the room, her figure nowhere to be seen.    

Guan Ziyao looked at Yang Xuan carefully.    

Yang Xuan was also a bit confused by his sneaky look.    

"Whatever it is that you want, just say it directly."    

Guan Ziyao's face fell, "Senior Brother Yang, something terrible has happened!"    

"You probably don't know that right now, your Sword Sect are spreading rumors about you and Senior Sister Wei …"    

Yang Xuan found it funny, "What gossip?"    

"After your new disciples won the arena battle last time, everyone saw Senior Wei's reaction. Some of them said that Senior Sister was lonely and empty, and would pounce on a man whenever she sees him … " Guan Ziyao saw that Yang Xuan's face was getting darker and darker. He suddenly didn't dare to continue his sentence.