In the blink of an eye, a whole month had passed since Ning Qi came to Jiangyin City.
During this month, he basically stayed in the Zi Mansion. Through the information he inquired from the maids around him, coupled with his own judgment of this place, Ning Qi gradually came up with a very terrifying idea.
The illusion he thought might not be an illusion, because in the eyes of the public, his body was indeed a direct descendant of the Ning Mansion, a declining family living in the countryside.
In order to verify this, Ning Qi once went to the city gate to take a look. Outside was an official road and endless deep mountains and forests. It was not the void that he thought before.
In this way, the words he said at the wedding naturally became nonsense in the eyes of Zi Yun and the maids. It was no wonder that they thought he hurt his head because he fell from the mountain.
"If this is an illusion, then the existence who set up the illusion is indeed much stronger than me.
I spent a whole month, but I couldn't find the slightest flaw in it.
Everyone is made of flesh and blood. They cry when they are in pain, and they laugh when they are happy.
Even my body seems so real … "" Alas … "Ning Qi sighed softly.
No matter where this place was, he should not be able to get out in a short time. Perhaps the Silver Dragon had experienced this before, so he told him not to set foot in the giant city.
Then, would the price of setting foot in the giant city be to be locked here forever?
"It won't be forever. With this mortal body, I'm afraid I will die of old age in another 40 or 50 years. At that time, will I wake up, or will I really die?"
Outside the pavilion, several maids could not help but show a trace of a strange expression on their faces when they saw Ning Qi sighing again.
"Sister Xiaolan, the son-in-law has been sitting here all day for the past month, and he sighs from time to time. Is he despising the young lady?"
A maid said in a low voice.
Xiaolan glanced at Ning Qi and then said in a cold voice, "Jiang Tianshu was right. The Ning family has long been a run-down family. What right does he have to despise Miss? Maybe he broke his head, but it's okay. As long as we wait for another six months, he will be fine. Then Miss can go to Jing City to return to the main family and take back what she deserves."
"Miss is too pitiful. Master, Madam, and those relatives all died in one night. The main family even used this as an excuse to not allow Miss to step in. I hope the son-in-law can live well for the next six months. When the time comes, outsiders will see that Miss is not a lone star."
The maid said in a low voice.
Xiao Lan frowned and glared at her. "Who told you to gossip about Miss behind her back?"
"Sister Xiaolan, I was wrong."
The maid stuck out her tongue.
Xiao Lan smiled and looked at Ning Qi again. However, she found that Ning Qi had crossed his legs and placed the back of his hands on his knees. He looked like he was cultivating.
"What is the son-in-law doing?"
"I don't know."
Xiao Lan frowned slightly.
After that, Ning Qi sat in the pavilion from early morning until dusk, not moving at all. Many maids and servants heard the news and came to watch. During this period, even Zi Yun came over. She stopped and watched for almost an hour before leaving with a frown.
"Son-In-Law, you haven't eaten for a day."
Xiao Lan left, leaving only another maid. She was specially assigned by Zi Yun to serve Ning Qi. Her name was Ru Yun.
Ru Yun stood in the pavilion and looked at Ning Qi carefully. There was a trace of doubt in her eyes, mixed with a trace of admiration.
How could a normal person maintain the same posture for a whole day?
"Sigh, it's useless."
Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.
This day, he tried to cultivate the Imprisonment Dragon Elephant Sacred Art. Unfortunately, it didn't work at all. He had asked people before and knew that there was martial arts here. However, the cultivation of martial arts experts should be very ordinary. They could only reach the level of crossing a river on a reed.
"The cultivation method can't be cultivated, and the system didn't respond. Could it be that my soul has really been beaten into a body that looks exactly like me?
The moment I saw the huge city, I was unknowingly killed by someone? "
Ning Qi thought while he was about to get up. However, he found that his whole body had become numb. This feeling had never happened since he came to the Qin Tang Empire and became the 13th son of the Champion Marquis' Mansion! "Wait for me for a cup of tea."
Ning Qi smiled at Ru Yun.
Ru Yun hurriedly nodded and stood aside.
After waiting for a cup of tea, Ning Qi slowly stood up after the blood and Qi in his body flowed smoothly. At this time, he felt the hunger in his stomach.
"I've really become a mortal."
Ning Qi slightly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.
The next morning, Ning Qi repeated what he did yesterday.
In the next half month, basically everyone knew that if they wanted to see the son-in-law, they could directly go to the pavilion and see the son-in-law meditating.
In the reception hall of the Zi Mansion.
"Is the son-in-law still meditating?"
Zi Yun said lightly.
Xiao Lan nodded slightly, and then a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes, "Miss, is it possible that the son-in-law is practicing some kind of martial arts?"
"To practice martial arts, one has to train his body from an early age. There are also many people who practice martial arts in our Jiangyin City, and all of them are like this. The ancestors of the Ning Family are great Confucian families. How could they practice martial arts?
Only Confucianism can rule the country and rule the world. Martial arts is just a small path. "
Zi Yun shook his head slowly.
"Since the son-in-law is not practicing martial arts, he may be cultivating."
Xiao Lan said thoughtfully.
"Don't worry about it. As long as he doesn't do anything too out of line, don't worry about it. Are all the shopkeepers I want to see today here?"
Zi Yun said lightly.
"They are here, but …" Xiao Lan's expression changed slightly.
"When did you learn to keep people guessing?
Just say it. "
Zi Yun glared at her.
"There are a total of 18 shopkeepers, but only 13 of them are here. Five of them sent someone to inform me that they are ill and can't come. I hope you can forgive them, Miss."
Xiao Lan said with a gloomy expression.
What illness?
That's just an excuse! It's nothing more than seeing that the Zi Government is not in a good position now, so they want to use this opportunity to fight against Zi Yun's rule and establish their own! "Remember the names of the five shopkeepers.
Call the rest of them here. "
Zi Yun said lightly.
"Yes, Miss."
Xiao Lan nodded slightly, then turned around and left. Not long after, a group of people came in one after another. When they saw Zi Yun, they all saluted.
However, their expressions were quite strange. Some of them even looked at Zi Yun boldly. Seeing this, Xiao Lan was about to scold them, but Zi Yun stopped her with a wave of his hand.
"I'm very glad that all of you came here from thousands of miles away."
Zi Yun chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Everyone, please take a seat."
Everyone sat down one by one. Soon, a young man who looked to be in his thirties said, "Miss, may I know why you called us here today?
We are very busy with business. If we go out for too long, it will affect our business. "
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