"Cuizhu, you and I are of the same age. My aunt is several generations older than me. If I didn't want to achieve my goal in one go, I wouldn't have resorted to trickery and ended up shooting myself in the foot."

Cheng Long looked down at Cuizhu, his face showing a variety of expressions, including the depression of asking for trouble, and the annoyance of causing the beauty to misunderstand him.

Cuizhu saw this, and all her doubts disappeared. She burst into laughter and said, "You deserve it. You are so smart! Now, auntie agrees to marry you. You will suffer in the future. She has a bad temper."

"I just want to get you and Yunmei in one go!"

"..."

Cuizhu's pretty face darkened, and she said in annoyance, "Mr. Cheng, are all the men out there as greedy as you?"

"Not always, but most of the time it's like that. After all, the saints once said that food and sex are human nature. I'm a straightforward person, so of course I say what I think. I was attracted to you and Yunmei at first sight."

On the surface, Cheng Long doesn't seem to be a cunning person and is very straightforward.

In fact, he is full of tricks.

Because, when dealing with a flower fairy who has no emotional experience and is pure and kind, a direct confession is far more effective than roundabout and tentative methods.

What's more, he once rescued Cuizhu in public.

His majestic figure, so strong that even his aunt had to endure humiliation and agree to marry him, had already been deeply engraved in the hearts of all the flower fairies.

"Mr. Cheng, Yunmei is lucky to be chosen by you at first sight, but before we talk about love affairs, can you please let my friend go first?"

Yunmei has an introverted personality and even shows signs of being excluded. The stone monster is not only her friend, but also the person she can confide in and vent her depression.

It is precisely because of this relationship that she and the stone monster developed feelings for each other after spending so many years together.

Of course.

Yunmei was happy from the bottom of her heart that her appearance was favored by the mysterious Mr. Cheng.

"Is it important to you?" Cheng Long asked curiously.

“It is my only close friend.”

Yunmei said this without any hesitation, which shows that the stone monster really occupies a large place in her heart.

Cheng Long didn't care at all. A pile of stones couldn't do anything to Yunmei.

"In that case, I'll let it go this time."

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir."

Yunmei bowed slightly.

This girl's capital is definitely the Nanbowan in the painting world. Even Lilac, Auntie, and Peony, three fairies who also have strong capital, cannot compare to her.

……

evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the red brick and green tile palace walls. A picture of an ancient wedding slowly unfolds in the light and shadow. Lights and decorations are hung everywhere, and the atmosphere is festive. Red lanterns sway in the wind, as if they are poems of blessing.

A group of flower fairies, led by Peony, have been dressing up their aunt for two hours. Normally, the aunt always has a smile on her face, but at this moment, she is neither sad nor happy, and behaves unusually calmly.

She was like a doll, being manipulated by the ignorant flower fairies under her command.

"The auspicious time has come!"

"The bride and groom enter the palace."

As the emcee Lilac spoke, the aunt, dressed in red and with a red veil on her head, walked into the hall with elegant and dignified steps, led by the two flower fairies, Peony and Green Bamboo.

Cheng Long, who was also dressed in red and wearing a red flower, slowly walked into the hall surrounded by Yunmei and Peony.

At the same time, the monk Budong, who had long begun to use his spiritual sense to pay attention to the movements in the painting world, was now as anxious as an ant, constantly walking back and forth.

"How to do how to do……"

"Ah Xian is getting married soon!"

"Go and grab the bride? Or not?"

The emotional entanglement between Monk Budong and Ah Xian has a long history, but it is not complicated.

The reason was that the elders of the two families had arranged a marriage for them. Ah Xian knew that her future husband was ugly and poor, but she didn't care too much. She just wanted to grow up quickly and fulfill the long-cherished wish of her elders.

Unexpectedly, when Ah Xian was 14 years old, the age when she could get married in ancient times, her fiancé was noticed by an old monk and taken to the temple to become a monk.

It has been nearly a hundred years since he left.

If Ah Xian had not obtained some opportunities during this period, he would have embarked on the path of cultivation.

By the time the monk finished his studies and came down the mountain, my aunt would have turned into a handful of earth.

The monk Budong, who went down the mountain to subdue demons and monsters and gradually became famous, never expected that his fiancée, who was arranged to be married to him when they were children, would also embark on the path of spiritual practice and become more and more beautiful.

Slowly, Monk Budong's heart began to waver.

But he was valued by the old monk, who brought him back to the mountain gate to practice, and he stayed there for decades. Naturally, he had wisdom far beyond that of ordinary people.

Monk Budong actually began to take advantage of Ah Xian, challenging his own perseverance, and always maintained a close yet distant relationship with Ah Xian.

At the beginning, Ah Xian thought that he had a hope of inducing Monk Budong to abandon Buddhism and return to Taoism, so that he could live with him, and he was willing to maintain this close yet distant relationship with him.

Of course.

During that period, the greatest ambiguity between Ah Xian and Bu Dong was a hug and a hand holding that lasted for half an incense stick.

The main reason was that Monk Budong was afraid of sinking, so he did not dare to go too far.

Ah Xian is also a traditional woman, so she would not take the initiative to do anything immoral with her former fiancé...

However, all of the above ended when Monk Budong achieved enlightenment after 2,000 years of practice and was conferred the title of Budai Arhat by the Buddha.

On the day when Monk Budong became Budai Arhat, Ah Xian disappeared without a trace. A thousand years ago, Ah Xian became a golden immortal and opened up a painting world in an ancient temple deep in the mountains. Monk Budong then felt something in his heart and came to this dilapidated temple to silently guard his "Aunt".

"The bride and groom, bow to the heavens."

In the Painting World Palace, upon hearing Dingxiang's loud shout, Aunt Axian turned around without hesitation to face outside the palace, bowed to the sky, and Cheng Long followed suit.

"Two bows."

Cheng Long and his aunt bowed again to pay their respects.

"Three, husband and wife bow to each other..."

During this bow, Ah Xian was obviously hesitant, and it was obvious that she was giving Monk Budong a chance.

Cheng Long was not in a hurry either. He had noticed from the beginning that the monk was spying on the wedding scene at will. The beautiful bride aunt beside him was obviously also alert.

"Husband and wife pay homage..."

Seeing that her aunt and Master Cheng were still taking a long time to greet each other, Dingxiang began to urge them to do so.

"Aunt, it seems that your old lover chose the Arhat position between you and the Arhat position!" Cheng Long joked with interest using his spiritual sense.

"Stop talking nonsense and kneel down with me."

The aunt replied with her spiritual sense, then pulled Cheng Long to his knees in a very domineering manner and began the last of the three wedding bows.

Once you bow down, there is no turning back.

Ah Xian made this decision, obviously he had made a final choice, just like Monk Budong chose the Arhat position. The man and woman who had been entangled for thousands of years, at this moment, completely became unrelated passers-by.

At the moment she knelt down and bowed to Cheng Long, the monk Immovable sighed, transformed into an Arhat, and quietly left the ancient temple.

"The ceremony is completed...and sent to the bridal chamber!"

As Dingxiang spoke, Shaoyao and Cuizhu came forward one after another and sent their aunt to the palace. Cheng Long entertained the only guest, Zhu Xiaolian, outside.

"Brother Zhu, today is my wedding day. It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. How about I betroth Mudan to you and let her be your wife?" Cheng Long said with interest.

Mudan is good-looking and innocent-looking, but unfortunately she is a naive girl and not his type, so he wants to send her away to avoid any trouble in the future.

In the movie, many things were caused by Peony.

Without her, the flower fairies in the painting world would have a better life.

"Ah...this..."

Zhu Xiaolian subconsciously looked at Mudan.

It was precisely because of this glance that made Shaoyao extremely annoyed, but she couldn't find any reason to get angry and stop everything in front of her. She could only sulk alone.

"Mudan, I'm going to marry you to Brother Zhu, do you have any objection?"

Cheng Long asked Mudan's opinion directly.

Mudan, who wanted to give love a try, naturally would not refuse. She blushed and nodded, "Mudan, it's all up to you, son-in-law."

"Well, why not get married now? Everything is ready. You can get married right away after changing your clothes."

"Brother Cheng, isn't this too fast?"

"What's the hurry? Didn't my aunt and I also meet at noon and get married in the evening? You and Mudan have known each other for much longer than I did my aunt. What are you afraid of?"

"..."

With Cheng Long's strong intervention, the painting world ushered in its second wedding.

Zhu Xiaolian was overjoyed. After completing the wedding ceremony with Mudan, he offered Cheng Long a bowl of wine with great gratitude.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng, for giving me the peony. I will never forget your kindness."

"Haha~~"

Cheng Long patted Zhu Xiaolian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, you must not be too happy about some things too early. Mudan is not familiar with the world now. She wants to try the taste of love and will definitely obey you in everything. But when she leaves with you and enters the secular world, you will have to bear it."

"Brother Cheng, I will keep an eye on my wife and won't let her make a fool of herself."

Zhu Xiaolian thought that Cheng Long was talking about Mudan being naive and that she would easily be cheated of her money and sex if she went out. He was not worried about this at all because he would not allow Mudan to leave him.

As a scholar who can take preemptive action against bandits, he has this confidence.

"Then you have to stay in jail."

Cheng Long accompanied Zhu Xiaolian for a few simple drinks, and then, surrounded by Cuizhu, Shaoyao, Yunmei, Dingxiang and others, he came to his aunt's bedroom.

"Let's all go back and rest!"

After waving his hand to send away the flower fairies who wanted to eavesdrop, Cheng Long walked in with excited steps, pushing the door open. From the gap under the veil, Ah Xian saw a pair of shoes standing in front of her, and her calm heart became slightly nervous.

For thousands of years, the way older girls get married is no different from that of younger girls in their teens or twenties.

A pair of hands reached out, gently pinched the two corners of the red veil, and gently lifted it up. Cheng Long first saw a pair of red lips, delicate and tempting, followed by a fair and smooth cheek, and finally a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at him shyly.

My aunt has the cultivation level of a golden immortal. Cultivation is a process of knowing one’s true self, strengthening oneself, and mastering the power of heaven and earth.

In this process, women will unconsciously make themselves whiter and more beautiful.

The aunt in the Painted Wall world is much more beautiful than the actor who plays her, Tong the Shopkeeper.

Especially my aunt's red dress, which adds a touch of red charm that only belongs to a beautiful lady.

"Miss!"

Cheng Long called out softly.

The aunt looked at Cheng Long and called softly, "Husband."

At this moment, Ah Xian's heart was complicated, with both relief from the past and longing for the future.

Cheng Long stretched out his index finger to lift up his aunt's chin, and said with a smile: "Aunt, it's not too late for you to regret now."

Ah Xian's face turned red. "My dear, since we have already been married, I am yours. Why should I regret it?"

"In that case, I won't be polite."

"Husband, please have mercy."

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Cheng Long hugged his aunt and said softly, "But before that, I need you to master a secret technique. This technique was taught by the Mother of Mount Li, and it is very beneficial for cultivation."

"Ah~~Mother of Mount Li? Master, Master?"

"Husband, who are you? Why did the master give you the secret method?"

The opportunity that Ah Xian got was somewhat related to the Mother of Mount Lishan, and he was considered half a registered disciple of the Mother.

As for why it is half?

Of course, it was because she only received half of the inheritance, and she had to rely on her own deduction to cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm, so her foundation was not particularly solid.

"We'll talk about this later. Learning the secret technique is more important..."

Cheng Long didn't want to hide anything from Ah Xian, but he also didn't want Ah Xian to feel uncomfortable on her wedding night, so he played a trick of delaying.

After tonight, he will tell Ah Xian everything.

……

A night of spring.

The next day, when Cheng Long woke up slowly, he saw a pair of bright big eyes staring at him.

Cheng Long smiled slightly, "Madam, you are looking at me straight, do you think I am handsome and good-looking?"

"My dear, I married you last night because I wanted to force the monk to do something to you..." Auntie hesitated and changed the subject temporarily, "But I feel so happy now."

Women are like this, they are all entangled and artificial before getting married, but they are immediately relieved after getting married, and their feelings are sublimated as a result.

This is exactly how Ah Xian behaves at this moment.

Cheng Long raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Then let your husband love you well again."

"Ah..." my aunt screamed.

Soon, the room was once again filled with spiritual light rich in the rhythm of Tao. Aunt's Golden Immortal foundation was not particularly solid, but after Cheng Long's efforts throughout the night, it had been consolidated. This time, Aunt's cultivation level was directly improved in a way that was visibly seen by the naked eye.

A thousand years of practice cannot defeat a single day of joy.

The feeling of becoming stronger all the time and her soul being sublimated soon made my aunt addicted.

Zhu Xiaolian and Peony are also obsessed with this.

It's just that this newlywed couple was simply enjoying the pleasure of the bedroom.

After all, one of these two people is just an ordinary mortal, and Mudan has only the cultivation level of an early earthly immortal, so she can't give Zhu Xiaolian much help.

Just as Mr. Cheng and Master Zhu were each holding their newlywed wives and enjoying life, Hou Xia outside was getting anxious because his own master and Master Cheng had disappeared for a day and a night, and the old monk was also missing.

This made him wonder whether Master Gong and Master Cheng had been murdered as the old monk said.

People who have been traveling around for years know that Taoists and monks are the ones you should not mess with, especially the monks in ancient temples in the mountains. There is a high probability that they are evil monks who are out to kill for money. (End of this chapter)