After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Mu Li and his servant settled down in the backyard of Baiyun Martial Arts School.

In order to cultivate feelings, Dao Er would hold Mu Li's hand every day and walk around the martial arts hall. Holding the soft jade hand in his hand, feeling the warmth transmitted from the palm, it felt pretty good.

Mu Li was a little uncomfortable at first, and the little girl's eyes were full of anger, but Dao Er only pulled her hand and didn't do anything more excessive, so she had to force herself to turn a blind eye.

The second move, increasing physical contact, is also completed.

Dao Er recalled carefully and thought there should be a third move.

He remembered that it was a gift. But he was too lazy to go out, so after remembering this method, when he was holding hands with Mu Li and passing by the backyard pond again, he directly used his spiritual power to absorb some clean water from the pond, and then performed a dazzling operation, and a crystal flower made of water, which slowly bloomed, appeared in his palm.

He handed the crystal flower to Mu Li with "deep affection".

"Li'er, this is for you." The crystal flower was crystal clear under the falling sunlight, reflecting the seven colors, which was very eye-catching.

Mu Li and the little maid witnessed the monk's miraculous method with their own eyes. After a burst of amazement in their eyes, she, who was always indifferent, couldn't help but blush. After a moment of silence, Mu Li reached out and took the crystal flower from Dao Er's hand.

"Thank you, thank you." She lowered her head slightly and said softly.

"Are you touched? Are you attracted to me?" Dao Er grinned and asked directly.

The master said that giving gifts will move the girl, and if it happens many times, she will basically accept it in her heart.

However, they were just ordinary people. He and Jian Yi were both extremely talented and naturally different from ordinary people. So, as long as he gave a gift once, maybe it would work.

Mu Li: "..."

Little girl: "..."

……

In the quiet room, Dao Er was lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed, looking relaxed and contented.

Next to him, Mu Li also sat quietly in the recliner, her face calm but with a hint of helplessness, because one of her jade hands was still held tightly by Dao Er.

The two of them interlocked their fingers, sometimes resting them on the armrests of the rocking chair, and sometimes Dao Er placed them on their chests.

The little girl stood behind Mu Li, feeling sorry for her young lady. But now the two of them had no choice but to let this man "do whatever he wants".

"Master Master, you have to lie here and sleep for an hour or two every day. How about my lady and I leave for now and let you have a good rest?" After a while, the little girl couldn't help but speak.

"No, this is good. If you can't stand it, you can walk away. You have nothing to do with cultivating feelings. It's just that you met the owner of this museum. I won't bother with you. If you fall into the hands of others, hum..." Dao Er was too lazy to open his eyes.

This girl was like a fly, impossible to drive away. He could easily get rid of her without leaving any residue, but it was not conducive to cultivating feelings, so he just endured it.

Mu Li held Ying'er's arm with her other hand and shook her head. She knew Dao Er was right. The current situation was much better than what she had expected before she came. She even made plans to commit suicide.

"Lier, what do you usually like to do when you are at the Bai family?" Dao Er suddenly asked.

"My young lady likes reading." Ying'er answered for Mu Li again.

"Oh? What kind of books do you like to read? I'll take a look at them some other day. We can read together." Having the same interests means you can have a lot to talk about with each other, which helps to enhance your relationship.

Ying'er said something casually.

Dao Er frowned, opened his eyes, and tilted his head slightly.

"Why are they all Buddhist and Taoist scriptures?"

Ying'er somewhat agreed with this statement, because the books that the young lady read were profound and obscure, and she would feel dizzy after reading for a while.

She could read, too, and when the young lady was reading, she would also read to kill time, but she would read interesting books such as travel notes and strange stories, and of course, she would occasionally sneak a peek at some romantic stories between young men and young ladies. But the young lady read those books very seriously, and would often fall into long thoughts.

Could it be that Li'er's personality was caused by reading these books? Dao Er thought.

Mu Li didn't want to explain anything. She rarely took the initiative to speak, so she changed the subject and said, "I was just flipping through it in my free time. But speaking of it, Mu Li and Ying'er have been here for a few days, but we still don't know the name of the owner of the museum?"

Dao Er was slightly stunned, then said: "It was my fault. My last name is Xu, and my name is Dao Er."

"Xu, Dao Er?" Ying'er muttered. What a strange name.

Mu Li was also a little surprised.

"I am an orphan. My master adopted me when I was young. But he was lazy, so he named me and another person Jian Yi and Dao Er respectively. We also took his last name." He went on to explain. He didn't need to hide some unimportant things.

"So that's it!" Mu Li nodded suddenly.

"The master of the hall is really a wonderful person."

"However, everyone says that swords have no eyes..."

"Hmm? Why, Lier, do you think that the name our master gave is too violent?" Dao Er asked casually.

"No, Mu Li thinks that, according to what people always say, the knife comes before the sword..."

Dao Er suddenly sat up straight, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"So, so it should be Dao Yi and Jian Er?!" Dao Er let go of his jade hand and stood up.

When he was young, he fought with Jian Yi for too long and was always suppressed by him. Although he has gradually let it go after going through so many things and is no longer obsessed with who is the boss and who is the second in command, there is still a thorn in his heart.

If the "one" had not been taken away by the other party when the master named him, he would not have lost.

Dao Er did not think that he was weaker than Jian Yi in talent. Now, because of Mu Li's words, he seemed to have untied the knot in his heart, and the long-standing depression in his heart dissipated for the most part.

He turned around and came to Muri, and for the first time, there was an unprecedented gentleness in his eyes when he looked at her.

"Li'er, I like you."

……

Jianyi lay on the haystack pulled by the ox cart, his hands folded as a pillow, staring at the blue sky with boredom.

The road was not smooth, and the cart bumped from time to time, but the haystack was soft enough that it was not a problem. However, for some reason, the cart, which was moving slowly but continuously, gradually stopped.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Jian Yi asked the driver of the ox cart in front.

The driver did not respond.

Jian Yi frowned and immediately turned over, but saw a man and a woman standing in the middle of the road ahead. It was them who forced the ox cart to stop.

The driver who had accepted the money and was willing to give him a ride had already collapsed in the driving seat, dead.

"He's just an ordinary mortal, why take his life?" Jian Yi asked calmly, looking at the man and woman in front of him.