Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 654
——Buddha said: A doctor does not heal himself, he saves others but does not save himself.

"There is a peony alchemist with a handsome face, indistinguishable between male and female, and his age is unknown. He is an immortal god who is proficient in divination and witchcraft. , has made great progress in bringing the dead back to life. Traveling around the world, whereabouts are treacherous, living by collecting the souls of dying people, both good and evil, sometimes hanging pots to help the world, or encountering murder like hemp, so everyone in the world fears it... "

The storyteller gave a slap on the Lihua table, and everyone gasped.

"Tch, how can there be such a wicked way?"

Why has she never heard of such a number one person in Jianghu?
Not far away, a woman in Tsing Yi with a bamboo hat leaned on the viewing platform and sneered, holding a folding fan in one hand, and the other light white jade hand lifted the white gauze that was hanging in front of her eyes. His appearance is about 25 years old, a beautiful but heroic face, but as long as someone takes a look at it, they will understand that this is a martial arts practitioner, and they dare not approach him, so let it go.

The woman in Tsing Yi stared at the book boy beside her who poured tea for her, then put down the layers of white gauze on the bamboo hat, and ordered to him:

"Xiao Liu, tell that nonsense old man to shut up."

"This……"

The hand holding the tea named Little Shutong shook and the tea spilled out.

Behind the screen of ink painting, the storyteller's voice is cadenced:

"There was a mortal who risked his life in pursuit of the technique of immortality. When the moon was full, he climbed to the top of the prison mountain and met him. He voluntarily offered his soul to seek the technique of immortality. The peony alchemist understood his intention and gave him a budding peony , the flower color is light, the surface seems to be protected by the holy light, and the surrounding is dyed with a strange fragrance, and I ordered it to be carefully cared for, so it is said, what I want is to wait for it to watch."

"Ordinary people know that this is a good thing, and they are grateful. They dare not neglect half a minute, and drink it with dew every day. The day when the peony blooms outstandingly, it is the time when the king comes to spring. There are hundreds of flowers surrounded by it, just like a hundred birds facing the phoenix. Sometimes in spring, the flowering period is short, and Gai mortals water it with blood."

"Peony then acquires the spirit of mortals, and turns into a young girl on the day of the full moon. She has boundless magic power and is by her side. Ordinary people are addicted to beauty, drunk, dreaming and dying, singing and singing every night. Although they know that young women are flower demons, good and evil are not distinguished. But it was hard to resist the temptation, and in the end, the seven souls and six souls disappeared, the lamp ran out, and died unexpectedly..."

The storyteller shook his gray beard and concluded in one sentence:
"Therefore, human desires are the scariest thing in this world!"

The tea shop was quiet for a moment, and then the whole room burst into applause.

"it is good!!"

"Thank you...thank you...everyone who has money, give it a try, and those who don't have money, give it a shot!"

The storyteller revealed his true nature in the applause, nodded and bowed his head, but many guests still gave him tips.

She had peeked at many of this kind of strange stories with Li Bai in the library in Xiaoshan before, and the old man's stories could be said to be familiar stories from the bad street, which made her ears callous.

"It's boring. Xiao Liu, if you don't want to go ahead, forget it."

The woman in Tsing Yi saw that the old man had finished telling the story and had collected the money, so she didn't bother to care about it anymore, she picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, um, it was the best Biluochun, tender and mellow, with a lingering fragrance on the tongue.

"Senior sister, don't we go to see senior brother?"

The book boy named Xiao Liu finally murmured.

"What do you want him to do?"

The woman in Tsing Yi put down the teacup, said nonchalantly, took out a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, turned the pen in her hand a few times, and began to write poems as if no one else was there.

"Senior brother has not contacted us for two months..."

Xiao Liu cautiously glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi, his eyes showing concern.

"If he wants to die outside, let him go. Why stop him?"

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't even lift her eyes.

"Sister!"

"Here, send this poem to Xiaoqi."

Under Xiao Liu's scolding, the woman in Tsing Yi folded the rice paper and stuffed it into his hand.

"Well?"

Xiao Liu took it with a blank face, could it be that the senior sister and the senior brother are writing acrostics again?

do not care!At least the senior sister is willing to write a letter to the senior brother. It's really not easy for them as a pair of gods and wives to travel together. Xiaoliu also sees it. It's a pity that the senior brother owes a lot of money in the outside world, and he only wants to punish the evil and promote the good. , the senior sister is a noble and proud person, neither of them will obey the other, and in the end, the two of them can not say a word for a year, and they will hurt each other after all, harming others and benefiting themselves.

"Okay! I'll send someone to deliver the letter right away!"

Holding on to this only hope, Xiao Liu ran towards the post station.

After the little book boy left, the woman in Tsing Yi immediately felt upset again, and her fingernails kept clasping the side of the teacup.

Since when?She has turned into this coquettish little daughter-in-law?

In a fit of anger, her inner strength fluctuated, and she accidentally crushed the teacup. A young servant rushed over and saw the angry woman in the bamboo hat, and said tremblingly:

"Guest... guest officer... I still have to pay for this money..."

Chapter 1 Boys Walk

This year's spring is surprisingly long, the snow-white catkins are still floating in the air, and new green is added to the branches. Taking advantage of the time when the old man is either basking in the sun or dozing off, my senior sister and I secretly dug in the dilapidated backyard. Produced the fine wine that the master has treasured for many years.

As soon as the wine is uncovered, the garden is full of fragrance, and it is sweet and long-lasting when it enters the throat. It is the best wine I have drunk in the 15 years since I was born.

When the senior sister was still guarding me in the distance, the wine jar in her hand was shattered into pieces on the ground with a sudden scolding. Mountain into the sky of night.

Then I was fined, together with the senior sister who had not had time to taste the fine wine while on guard.

After the Grain Rain season, it was warm and cold, but last night there was a light rain. The whole Xiaoshan Mountain was shrouded in misty mist, and the air was a little clammy and clear.

At that time, I held a piece of green dogtail grass in my mouth, hummed a little song, rested leisurely on a thick banyan tree with my left hand on my head, and heard lazy sweeping sounds coming from under the tree from time to time, so I called Yawning inevitably makes you sleepy in spring.

"Senior sister, please hurry up. Master has ordered that these 30 stone steps must be cleaned before the sun sets. At your speed, you can't even finish them in the dark!"

Because the two of us secretly drank the Xiangzhu wine that the master buried under the crooked neck tree in the backyard, we were sent down to Xiaoshan early in the morning by the master. We didn’t clean the steps before dark and didn’t give us food. I didn’t want to go hungry , then urged the girl in green clothes wearing a bamboo hat under the tree.

I also don't have time to appreciate the green scenery of the stairs on the Xiaoshan platform. Due to the rain last night, the steps are covered with moss, which is slippery when stepped on. It is not easy to clean. My senior sister and I cleaned half of it. , Completed the task in just one stick of incense, my poor senior sister was stubborn, she just scanned for a long time.

"Stop talking! I can't finish sweeping, and you are no good!"

A 15-year-old cardamom girl threw the broom at me, and the broom hit me straight on the head.

She sat down aside, patted the dust on her palms, and added:

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll rest for a while."

I was dumbfounded. I was unprepared just now, and the broom hit me directly on the head. I lowered my eyes and glanced at the senior sister under the tree, and threw the broom away:
"Why? I've already finished sweeping mine! You need me to sweep the area you should sweep yourself? Is there any reason?"

"You drank the Xiangzhu wine and I didn't drink it, so why should I be punished with you? It's fine to punish me. Why do you keep your eyes closed while I sweep so hard there?"

The girl in Tsing Yi also stood up angrily, and I suddenly realized that it was because she didn't drink enough wine that day, and she had a grievance in her heart, so she vented her anger on me.

I also knew I was wrong, so I coaxed:

"Senior Sister, why don't you just have a drink? Next time my mother comes to Xiaoshan to visit me, I'll ask her to bring you a few jars of our Sichuan wine. It tastes much better than Xiangzhu wine."

"So what if I want to drink that Xiangzhu wine?"

She has to be reasonable, but we all know that Xiangzhu wine is extremely difficult to brew. Its raw materials need to be the flowers of Xiangfei bamboo and the water of Liquan, but it is rare for Xiangfei bamboo to bloom in a hundred years, not to mention the shortage of materials in Xiaoshan recently. Where can I find Liquan and Xiangzhuhua for her?

She was avenging a personal vendetta and deliberately making things difficult for me.

"Can't other wine work?"

"no!"

"Oh, anyway, I drank it, I don't care about you!"

I also gradually lost the patience to coax her, so I changed my posture and continued to rest my mind.

"Come down for me!"

I heard her shouting from under the tree, but I ignored her.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her figure trembling with anger. I saw her twist a bamboo leaf from the bag hanging around her waist and wave it towards my long sleeve. Fortunately, I reacted in time and sat up quickly. Turning sideways slightly, the bamboo leaf only wiped away a few hairs of mine.

I pinched the bamboo leaf with my fingers, and waved it towards her kit, and a hole was burst in the kit.

"Tsk tsk, it's the most poisonous woman's heart. You are murdering your own junior!"

She didn't hurt me, but I put her in the army. Seeing her stomp her feet angrily, I was in a good mood. I jumped off the banyan tree, stood firmly on the ground, and continued to make jokes with the corners of my mouth curled up.

And the masked girl trembling with anger in front of me is my senior sister. He is good at everything, but he has a bad temper and gets angry at a little bit. Usually, I will let her go.After all, in terms of martial arts, she still can't beat my younger brother who started a few years later, so she is very dissatisfied. Although her martial arts is not as good as mine, but fortunately she started earlier than me. Anyway, if I want to call her senior sister, even if we count Come is also about the same age.

"I wanted to kill you brat a long time ago!"

She suddenly jumped over and grabbed my neck, and I have been growing up in recent years, and I am already taller than him, and she is not as strong as me. I pushed her lightly, and she sat down on the bluestone steps , the cyan skirt was stained with mud, and he was suddenly speechless with anger.

Naturally, I don't need to pity her, because senior sister is completely out of touch with this word, so I don't intend to help her.

"I'm just defending, don't be angry, just get up by yourself."

At this time, her face should have turned into a pig's liver color. Of course, this is also my guess, because she wears a bamboo hat all the year round, and I can't see her face, so I don't know what she looks like. Only the master knows.

I also quietly asked Master what strange disease my senior sister had?I had to cover my face all year round and would not even take off the hat on my head when eating or sleeping. Master just repeatedly told me to let my senior sister and don't make her angry.

I ask him why?The master told me that my senior sister’s horoscope is very light. She is not a talent for cultivating immortals like me. She is a talent for cultivating demons. If she is used by traitors, she is afraid of leading her astray. Those yin and yang pupils make her more susceptible to yin. Getting into possession of ghosts, the purpose of his family sending him up the mountain is also the same.

Hearing what the master said, I actually felt sympathetic to my senior sister. I thought of her seeing ghosts and ghosts at a young age. If you can't come up, it's a dead end if you come up, so the senior sister has become increasingly arrogant and domineering under the pampering of my master and me.

"I think you don't plan to eat today, and you still have leisure to play around here."

The brown spray paint is placed in the hand and waved flexibly to depict the lifelike beasts. The toes are hooked and the paint cans are picked up and grasped firmly.

"Nor of king."

"What? I'm not some graffiti artist."

Wen Wenyu held up the can and squinted his eyes to aim for a moment and successfully threw the spray paint into the angle between the skateboard and the wall, clapped his hands to knock off the dust, and leaned against the wall with his palms on his knees.

"I'm just a scribbler, or rather a graffiti artist."

Leaning at the graffiti behind him, with a smile on his lips, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the person in front of him, looking at the person in front of him for a moment before it seemed like charity.

"Some people can still live with confidence because they lack a soul."

He smiled awkwardly when he saw the person's face, waved his hands to indicate that it was all right, and turned his head to signal the person to look aside. There was a bit of longing and determination in his eyes.

"Do you like graffiti? One day, graffiti will become a legend."

chapter: 1
There is no other reason for Daji to be able to go to No. [-] Middle School. Her family is rich, and her father donated two buildings to the school before finally putting his daughter into No. [-] Middle School. It is still the worst class, but even so, Daji It still occupies the bottom one ranking by far, and it is stable.

Every time Daji is heartbroken because of this incident, although she is a scumbag, she still has the heart of a schoolmaster.

At this time, someone will come to comfort her. It is her deskmate. The seats in Class 13 of No. [-] Middle School and High School are arranged according to their grades. If she is the last one, her deskmate will be the second last one.

"It's just a grade, Daji, you still have progress..."

Han Xin thought about the comforting words in his mind, but still twitched his lips while looking at her test paper.

How can this meow comfort you, it's so difficult.

Daji looked forward with anticipation, hoping for another encouragement from the other party.

All his brainpower that he didn't use for writing essays in the exam was used up at this time, and finally concluded with a pale face, "So you really worked hard."

It's just a bad brain.Of course, Han Xin held back the last sentence in his heart.

…………

Didn't expect it, really didn't expect it?
(End of this chapter)