startled autumn

Wei Tingzhou originally looked calm, but when he heard this, a half-smile expression suddenly appeared on his face: "No wonder..."

Han Bi raised his eyebrows calmly and remained silent.

After a while, Wei Tingzhou probably finally remembered some clues, and laughed in a low voice: "Mother Gu has always been obedient, but now she refuses to admit the master, is it because you are obstructing it?"

The Shenyan Gu mother once recognized Wei Tingzhou as the master. After leaving Zhao Mingchuan, she should have flown to her master immediately instead of running around in a panic. Even if Wei Tingzhou changed his face, the Gu mother should Can recognize his smell, recognize his direction - precisely because of this, Wei Tingzhou chose disguise to mix into the team, besides being able to monitor Ning Banque's movements at all times, he also wanted to catch them by surprise, As long as the Gu mother is born, he can take the opportunity to seize the treasure.

In fact, it was only a little bit close, and everything was as he wished.

"...I wanted to praise you for being smart, but unfortunately, it's really not me." Han Bi replied.

Wei Tingzhou narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

Han Banbu, who kept his head down, suddenly scratched the back of his head blushing, and then...raised his hand embarrassingly.

"It's you?" Wei Tingzhou glanced suspiciously at first, and suddenly realized: in the dark corridor, Han Banbu accidentally bumped into his back...

"Hey, don't praise me. It's because everyone is willing to give me a chance to try, which made me achieve what I am today." Han Banbu sniffed exaggeratedly and expressed his thanks with tears in his eyes.

It's not a long story.

In the tent, Ning Banque took out two rouge boxes, one was simple and unadorned, the other was exquisite and magnificent, and carefully instructed: "The rouge inside is completely different, and the purpose is even opposite. You must remember not to make a mistake."

Han Banbu opened them and smelled them respectively. The grease in the plain box was whitish in color, but it was transparent when sticking to his fingertips. When he got closer, it smelled bland and tasteless, rather like solidified lard; The box is very similar to the rouge that ordinary women would use. It is gorgeous but not vulgar, exuding a light orchid fragrance, which is long-lasting but not pungent.

Ning Banque said: "The colored box is used to induce Gu, and the colorless box... is used to expel Gu."

Han half-step understood, and just asked: "Who should we attack?"

Xiao Shaoling yawned and replied, "Han Bi will tell you."

Han Banbu frowned and asked, "Mr. Xiao, how do you know that our young master will tell me?"

Xiao Shaoling tilted his head slightly, smiled narrowly at him and said, "If he didn't notice a thing or two, why did you come to watch the night in my tent?" Everyone knew that he would tie Ning Banque in the tent tonight and keep an eye on him. Prevent them from absconding in fear of crime.

... I don't think too much, in fact, he probably just wants to drive me away, take care of you by the way, and then do some shameless things in the tent with the young lady.

Han Banbu was slandered in his heart, but with a suddenly realized look on his face, he praised happily: "I used to think that your swordsmanship is unique in the world, but now I see that your wisdom is not far behind!"

Xiao Shaoling waved his hand: "Don't say that, after all, wisdom is not worth mentioning among my many advantages."

Han paused for a while: "...This shows that your wisdom is so high that there are no words to describe it."

Xiao Shaoling's eyes lit up slightly.

Ning Banque sat cross-legged in the corner of the tent, looking at the two people who were singing together, he could only quietly roll his eyes.

The next day, Han Banbu walked with Ye Tao on his back for a certain distance, and did not separate from her until before entering the cave. In the dim passage, even the shadows seemed vague and indistinct under the dim candlelight, Han Banbu pressed Han Bi's hand He signaled, and smeared a palm of colorless ointment on "Ying Tianheng"'s back.

The grease is bland and tasteless, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but when it falls into the Gu mother's nose, it is like a poison that can kill her thousands of times, making it impossible to avoid. For a while, even the master's call cannot suppress her fear, and It's just that I can't wait to escape as far as possible.

At the same time, Han Banbu applied another box of orchid-scented ointment on the back of his hand. The orchid fragrance was so refreshing that it just covered the exorcism.

Although once you smell it close to your body, you can clearly feel the fragrance of orchids, but before that he happened to be carrying Ye Tao on the road, and then stuck to Ye Tao everywhere, even if someone smelled something strange on him, they would only They would think that it was because he was too close to Ye Tao that he inadvertently picked up a trace of his daughter's fragrance.

Finally, in the cave, the smoky Gu mother was frightened and ran around, Han Banbu slowly opened the delicate rouge box, the orchid fragrance was floating, walking with the wind, just waiting for the rabbit, I am not afraid that you will not come in , I'm afraid that after you come in... you won't be able to get out.

Wei Tingzhou laughed out loud on the spot when he heard the whole story.

I just heard him say: "Young Master Han, you always like to calculate everything, without stopping for a moment, aren't you tired?"

Naturally it is tiring.

It's just that he has lived for more than twenty years, experienced the secret affairs of the palace, watched the court battles, devoted himself to the business of calculating and calculating, and raised a group of knowledgeable and interesting people around him, only to find that weighing the pros and cons has become his habit for many years, and it is his The instinct that is hard to let go, even if you think about it occasionally, you will feel tired.

So he especially liked talking to Shen Zhiqiu.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't have any complicated thoughts, what was on his mind was either for the sword or for him.The only thing that troubled Han Bi was that the time Shen Zhiqiu spent on kendo...was a little too much, other than that, everything was fine.

Han Biruo glanced at Shen Zhiqiu vaguely, and then smiled at Wei Tingzhou, "It's because someone doesn't think about anything that I have to worry about everything, so that he won't be bullied and still be as silent as before. —Forget it, you don’t understand even if you tell me.”

Shen Zhiqiu replied softly in a volume that no one could hear: "I understand."

Hearing this, a faint smile slowly appeared from between Han Bi's brows and eyes, flowing all the way to the bottom of Shen Zhiqiu's heart, warming a little.

In the distance, Wei Tingzhou caught a glimpse of Shen Zhiqiu's lips moving slightly from the corner of his eye, and he didn't know what he read out of it, so he suddenly said loudly: "...When I was young, I also had the same thought."

Shen Zhiqiu was dumbfounded.

Wei Tingzhou asked, "What about you?"

Although he didn't mention his name, everyone knew that he was pointing at Mo Yi's Shen Zhiqiu.

Anyone who is well-informed has heard that the relationship between these two people is inseparable, but few people have been able to find out the real situation. Now that they have this opportunity, they naturally prick up their ears, lest I missed a bit of gossip.

Shen Zhiqiu looked up, his expression was as frank as ever.

He shook his head.

Those heartbeats caused by a glimpse, he once disregarded reason and justice, only knew how to obey, and silently flew moths into the flames with a blind and reckless courage, just to chase his youthful fantasy.

false dream.

So that ending was nothing more than living to death, like drinking Mengpo soup on Huangquan Road. The old Han Bi picked it up, held it in the palm of his hand, and put it back together bit by bit.

Shen Zhiqiu had no expectations.

Han Bi took the trouble and enjoyed it.

So Shen Zhiqiu lived a new life and became a better version of himself.

Those things in the past instantly became as thin as a cicada's wings, so light that they were so light that they disappeared when the wind blew.

Shen Zhiqiu thought, I should have forgotten.

"Sorry." He replied in a deep voice, "I can't remember."

Wei Tingzhou froze for a moment, and was about to say something.

"Squeak——cheep——" At this moment, there was a continuous sound of insects coming from the rouge box in Han Banbu's hand. The sound was sharp and high-pitched, as if calling for someone.

Wei Tingzhou's expression changed drastically.

Outside the cave, suddenly came a mountain-like roar from the southwest, one after another, about thousands, mixed with high and low, very hoarse, vaguely like a response.

This is... the voice of the medicine man.

Zhao Mingchuan suddenly realized.

"So that's how it is..." He muttered to himself first, and then he glared at Wei Tingzhou. In the past, Junzijian never hurt anyone with bad words, but now he couldn't help shouting, "Wei Tingzhou, you really It's a madman!"