Oolong woman

Chapter 36 3. The White Ape Leaks Secrets

Chapter 36 3. The White Ape Leaks Secrets
"Uncle Qiuqiu." Qingming's old face was stained with some red and white traces, obviously still a little uncomfortable, he took out a few delicate porcelain bottles from his sleeves, which were gourd-shaped with blue patterns and white backgrounds .It looks similar to the gourd that Taishang Laojun used to store elixirs. There is a cork wrapped in red cloth stuffed on the top, which is really beautiful.

He handed it to Qiuqiu and said: "This is the elixir prepared by Master and Master before he ascended. It can save the lives of dying people at critical moments. Master asked me to wait until you reach level 80 before handing it over to Uncle Master." , now it’s time to change it to you. Uncle, there are only 81 pills for this death recovery pill, and only people above level 60 can take it, remember.”

What he meant was that it wasn't that I didn't give it, but that the master ordered it.

Of course, Ji Qiuqiu didn't mean to ask him, she just thought that the NPC also knew that players had levels.

Nodding her head, she thanked her and put the porcelain vase into the Qiqiao Linglong bag.

I don't know since when, she has been used to put this kind of pills in Qiqiaolinglong bags instead of space rings. Although this kind of pills packed in porcelain bottles can also be put into space rings, she rarely I still remember that I have such a thing.

"I also ask my uncle to help me pay attention to the news about the health pill outside the mountain gate. If you find out, you can pass it on to your disciples on the jade slip."

According to the Qingyun sect's rules, all the younger generation's disciples shall call themselves disciples to those who are of the same generation as their teacher.

Ji Qiuqiu touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. It was really awkward to hear him call himself like this, as if a person in his 40s called his aunt, which was unspeakably weird.

Zi Ming suppressed a smile behind her, her low-browed and pleasing face was particularly distorted.

"This... I don't know how to pass a message on a jade slip..." A message on a jade slip?I have never heard of it; and what is the jade slip?A series of questions popped up in Ji Qiuqiu's head, and he looked at Qing Ming in confusion.

"That... Master Bai Han didn't tell you?" Qing Ming asked with a surprised intuition.

"No, I haven't seen him for a long time." It seems that her cheap master has been erratic since the day she became a disciple. He always appears suddenly and disappears quietly. Could it be that he has gone into seclusion again this time? Bar?Moreover, since he accepted her as his disciple, he has not taught her anything useful, nor has he casually given her some top-notch magic weapons to defend herself. He only uses the title of master and does not do what a master should do.

"Eh... maybe he's retreating again..." Qingming laughed uncomfortably, and Qing Ming only felt that the smile was a little twitching, "Will the uncle stay at the master's gate for a few days?"

"No... I have something to do when I go down the mountain later..." Xiaomi was absent-minded and did not notice Qing Ming's embarrassment. She waved to him and said goodbye. He was confused. What does "bye" mean?
Master bastard, muttering in a low voice, next time I see you, see if I don't scratch your skin!

Ziming showed a weird smile behind her, trying to pick off the skin of his master?She really wanted to, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to beat him!
"Qiuqiu... Master Uncle... shall we go back?" Zi Ming asked after speeding up to catch up with her. A nominal elder who has nothing to do, but the people of Qingyun Jiemen don't care which elder's beloved disciple you are, if you catch it, you will be slapped.

I was a bit colder, and I still remember that the boy who lived next door to her back then accidentally called her by her first name on the day he joined Qingyun, and as a result... a mournful wail spread all over the back mountain of Qingyun. Throw out the mountain gate, whether to hire or not.

The boy who was tortured escaped from this seemingly loose but strict Qing Yunmen sect as if he had encountered a ghost, never daring to look back.

"Would you like to visit your master?" Ji Qiuqiu looked at her with big eyes and smiled.

"Okay." He squinted his eyes with the same warm smile, unable to see clearly the thoughts and ideas in his eyes.

Qingyan is a very thin man with a very elegant appearance and no beard on his face. He looks like a sickly 30-year-old scholar.Ancient scholars usually seemed to have a sick look, and their faces showed a kind of paleness because they had not been exposed to the sun for a long time.

However, his lips were rosy and plump, the most beautiful lip color Ji Qiuqiu had ever seen, and his faint toothy smile, paired with his pale face, turned out to be very enchanting.

"Master." Zi Ming looked very respectful, her eyes drooping down, looking at her toes.

"Well," Qingyan's expression didn't change, as if he was seeing someone else's disciple greeting him, he gently raised his eyes to look at her, "You're back."

Those stolen health pills in Qing Ming's mouth, ordinary people would benefit endlessly after taking one, but when it came to him, it was like expired vitamins and calcium tablets. It also cannot be filled.

"Qing Ming has spent so much effort training so many pills to maintain my master's current physique, in order to wait for something." Zi Ming leaned close to Ji Qiuqiu's ear and said in a low voice.

Ji Qiuqiu looked back at her, her eyes seemed confused and questioning.

"Yunling Pill."

Thinking of the spirit-accumulating pill in Qing Ming's hand, Ji Qiuqiu suddenly felt that his breath was frozen, and he felt a particularly heavy suffocation feeling.

Qing Ming's expression seemed to have no intention of eating it, but he accepted it without hesitation. Could it be... for Qing Yan?
Doesn't he care about his cultivation at all?
Didn't Tong Piaopiao say that if there is no Yunling Pill, his cultivation may stagnate forever.Isn't this what he cares about the most?Otherwise... why would you simply let go of a formed relationship and pursue the illusory Tao?

Ji Qiuqiu lowered his head in bewilderment, and didn't notice that Ziming had retreated under Qing Yan's signal, nor did he notice that Qing Yan was looking at him with great interest, as if there was something about him that interested him .

Things... don't seem to be as simple and beautiful as I knew...

However...Zi Ming told herself this, why?And how did she know this?
"Uncle Qiuqiu," Qingyan looked at her with lightly lowered eyes. She was really a child so cute that no one could be wary. "What are you thinking about?"

Her eyes were as clear as a starlight.

Ji Qiuqiu looked up at him in a daze, then narrowed her eyes and smiled softly.

Qing Yan, who was about the same height as Qing Ming, seemed a little gloomy to her.There is an indelible sadness in his eyes, is it because of his illness, or is there some other reason?
She put on a childlike smile and tried her best to look harmless. Although she was not used to pretending like this, she unconsciously put on guard when facing this man.

"I didn't think about it. I heard from the head nephew that you are not in good health, so I came here to see you. Are you... better?"

"Much better..." Just as he was about to say something to stop himself, a snow-white ape suddenly rushed in from outside the house, and Zi Ming's intermittent curses came from behind.

"Damn monkey, don't let me catch you, or I'll smash your skull!"

The white ape barked a few times towards the outside of the house, as if in response.Then he smiled flatteringly at Qing Yan, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand.

That porcelain bottle looked familiar, except for the color of the pattern, it was almost exactly the same as the porcelain bottle Qing Ming gave her.

"Little Ling, are you playing tricks on Ziming again?" Qing Yan changed his face slightly, but smiled calmly, patted its head, and said pamperingly.

The porcelain bottle fell into his hands without a trace, Ji Qiuqiu smiled softly, she already knew what she wanted to know.

"Senior nephew Qingyan, I won't disturb your retreat. I have something to do at the bottom of the mountain. I'll take my leave." She blinked at him, as if she was showing off in a flamboyant way. I don't know what her intention was.

"Wait, uncle..." He finally hesitantly let go of his smile, "That... please don't tell senior brother."

(End of this chapter)

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