Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 55

Qing Ning couldn't help shaking her head and smiled sweetly: "Where can I see it now? Senior brother is really worrying too much."

Lin Hongbi's face turned slightly red, he moved his lips, but stopped talking.

But he said nothing in the end, refused Qing Ning's invitation to stay, and left politely without lunch.

"What kind of door does this kid go around every day?" Yue Wenhuan had just entered through the courtyard gate of Zhu's house when he saw Lin Hongbi go out.

"I don't even want to eat, I just get close to him, and I run away every time I finish talking, as if someone is trying to scare him away. There's no good reason why I want to beat him up, but it makes me look like a petty person."

Yue Wenhuan pouted.

"Who are you beating?" The little white man was sitting at the table in the room, with several scrolls of calligraphy and painting spread out in front of him.

He was flipping through a painting: "It's better to beat someone up on a sunny day. I've already arrested him so that he won't cause trouble everywhere."

Yue Wenhuan leaned over to the window and said furtively, "The kid from Tai Hospital is here, and he left after a cup of tea."

Xiao Bai nodded, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Doctor Lin? He has solid medical skills and a steady person. King Hui has a good taste."

When Yue Wenhuan heard this, he immediately lost his temper: "I don't think you are in a hurry at all."

Xiaobai let out a sigh of relief: "It's useless to be anxious. In the past few days, every inch of the place has been searched. Only the tunnel in her house has been entered 29 times. There is no progress."

He took a long scroll and pointed it out to Yue Wenhuan: "In this painting of "The Dugu Saint on a Spring Outing", the person next to the sacred bird is the Fengnu girl who was responsible for feeding the red bird."

He took a few more portraits: "This is a portrait of Mrs. Liang drawn according to the old neighbors of the Liang family. Her name is Li Xiaofeng."

"The appearance is about [-]% or [-]% similar." Yue Wenhuan compared them carefully and nodded in agreement.

Xiaobai took another letter and handed it to Yue Wenhuan: "I found it in the study of the Liang family. Mrs. Liang's pulse case back then. Not only was she insane, her spirit core was shattered, and her meridians were all severed. After more than a year, her meridians have been healed, and her actions are no different from ordinary people. Is this something that Zixiao priests and demon wizards can't do?"

Yue Wenhuan let out an "oh", and suddenly realized: "No wonder the little hen of the reed flower only understands the mental method, not the sequence of martial arts diagrams. It turns out that Mrs. Liang's spirit core was broken at that time, and she could no longer pass the sequence of martial arts diagrams to her."

Xiaobai found another letter and threw it to him: "Unfortunately, it's not. The Fengnu girl back then was a priest with golden flowers. She studied the spirit-stroking technique of the magician's line, and was very good at communicating with spirit beasts. Otherwise, Holy Maiden Dugu would not have asked her to feed Suzaku."

Yue Wenhuan said in surprise: "Then why did you teach her martial arts?"

Xiaobai rubbed his forehead with a sullen expression: "Not only that, there are array spells and mechanical tricks, but there is no magic spell. Except for medical skills, which are orthodox, everything else is wild. What is even more puzzling is , and asked her to recite more than 300 romance scripts. She can basically recite the books on the shelf. I really don’t know how this girl came here in 18 years?”

Yue Wen laughed happily and said: "I look at her very well. Although she is naturally dull, she understands important things. The girls around me are just too smart, and they know too well what they want from me, but sometimes they don't have the energy very."

Xiao Bai glanced at him: "You deserve it. The other thing I asked you to check last time, did you find it?"

Yue Wenhuan shook his head and said: "There is no clue. The Luoxue bee is a wild bee family, and no one has ever tried to domesticate it. The old men of the Hanmo Academy searched through the notes of wild history, and finally found a paragraph from a book about beekeeping. They said it was Luoxue The bee and the silver-moon unicorn clan are companion spirit beasts. Because the bee venom of the snow-falling bee can just cure the ringworm of the silver-moon unicorn!"

Xiaobai laughed with a "poof": "It's hard for them."

He took a book and took out a Xuanshui Lingye from it: "The old witch finally sent a message. I don't understand it, I don't understand it. Let's take a look together."

He gently pinched the leaf handle, and a beam of light and shadow gradually condensed in front of him.

A woman with white hair appeared in the light and shadow.She was leaning on an exquisite scepter, and on the top of the scepter was carved a dignified bird's head, with a huge blue gemstone in its mouth.

The woman sat tremblingly on a tiger.The tiger's body is white and warm, mixed with some deep and clear blue patterns.He bowed his head to his ears, looked calm, and looked very docile.

Behind one man and one tiger is a thatched hut full of blue morning glory.

The woman's head was full of silver frost, but her face was comparable to that of a twenty-eight girl, but her body seemed extremely weak. It seemed that if she moved, she would become unstable and fall off the tiger's back.

She stared at Xiaobai head-on for a moment, with a strange smile in her eyes, and slowly spit out a line of poetry: "Learn the true beauty of all flavors, and the depth of the fireworks is the allure."

Xiaobai pinched the petiole, and the light and shadow disappeared.

He glanced at Yue Wenhuan: "What do you think?"

Yue Wenhuan frowned and thought for a while, then cleared his throat: "This 'hundred flavors', the body is lightly warmed, and the mouth is tired of all kinds of flavors. Someone once said that "hundred flavors" means reconciling all kinds of flavors. So there is no doubt that this "hundred flavors" refers to It is a hundred flavors of food."

"The so-called 'fireworks deep', the so-called taste of fireworks, the human fireworks, refers to ordinary people's homes, three meals a day, daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, joys, sorrows and joys, are always related to 'food'."

"But the most important thing is the word 'Xi'. You must first learn all kinds of flavors. So I thought, this mystery is in the kitchen of the Reed Hen's house. By the way, you must not be able to cook? "

Xiaobai asked: "I don't know how. Do you know how?"

Yue Wenhuan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's right! If you don't know how to learn, you have to learn. To learn the true beauty of a variety of flavors, the depths of fireworks are alluring. The old lady's meaning may be this: let's learn how to cook from the reed hen In the name of rice, first learn all kinds of flavors, and then search under the bottom of the pot, cutting board, and stove in her house, maybe you can find clues."

Xiaobai's expression remained unchanged: "I've been there, and I haven't sensed any spiritual power fluctuations."

Yue Wenhuan shook his head repeatedly: "No, no. Learn, learn, learn first! You haven't learned cooking skills yet, how can you find them? As long as we take out the skills that we learned from Huan Ya Academy. With such vigor, what else can we not learn?"

Xiaobai had a strange look on his face: "Why do I feel that you and that old goddess are working together to deceive me?"

Yue Wenhuan immediately shouted that he was wronged: "I cheated you? Why did I cheat you?"

He had a teasing look on his face: "The old lady's calculations are accurate, this year's Baiguo Festival must be difficult for you. She still shows you mercy. What's the point of tossing you twice? It depends on you accepting the trick." Well, or not to accept?"

Xiaobai frowned deeply and shook his head repeatedly.

Yue Wenhuan looked at him: "Why are you so sad? Learning to cook is so difficult? Isn't it embarrassing? It's better than embarrassing at the Baiguo Festival! Now you are embarrassing, so at least I will accompany you. In the future, you will be embarrassing. But you are the only one. You have thought about it!"

Xiaobai thought for a while, then said helplessly, "Okay. Let's make a plan."

(End of this chapter)