[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

"You have been in Wanhua for many years." At the same time when there was a little silent movement outside the window, Weiming keenly guessed the identity of the person who came, looked at the color just prepared with dissatisfaction, and sighed Tossed aside.

"Where can it be regarded as a good one?" Pu Liu dexterously sneaked in from the window. 15 years later, the originally timid child has grown into a Taoist youth with a beautiful appearance and a cold temperament. At this moment, he was smiling very beautifully at Weiming, and he could not see the strife when he was angry with Dongying when he was young, "I just came to have a look when I have free time, but fortunately you live at the entrance of Wanhua Valley , otherwise I’m afraid it will be troublesome.”

"I'm not a disciple of Wanhua. It's not easy to take care of myself here. Why make it difficult for everyone." Living in Taniguchi was originally Weiming's own choice. It is enough to get the seven sages in the valley and get a lot of teachings Satisfying, at this time he didn't want to say anything more, but because he heard other meanings in Pu Liu's tone, he deliberately explained, "Since that incident five years ago, you have never stepped into Chunyang again. Daily What's the point of wandering around like this?"

"I am not strong enough now, and I will go back when I can fight Qi Jin one day." Pu Liu did not intend to hide his true intentions in front of Weiming, "If I can't take his life to avenge the elder brother, I have He Mianmian took half a step into Chunyang?!"

Chunyang Jingxu's lineage is said to be Xie Yunliu's disciple, but in fact, since Xie Yunliu betrayed and fled, most of them are supported and taken care of by the head disciple Luo Feng. At Pu Liu's age, he only regards Luo Feng as his most important relative. But five years ago... that bastard Qi Jin actually killed Luo Feng!

Thinking of this, Pu Liu could hardly restrain the hatred in his heart.

Weiming couldn't say that he felt the same feelings for Pu Liu, but he still understood a little bit. In addition, he didn't say anything more at this time, but fell silent.On the contrary, Pu Liu quickly sorted out his mood on his own, and stuck to Weiming's side like brown sugar.

"What is this?" Stretching out his hand curiously, seeing that Weiming didn't seem to intend to stop himself, Pu Liu's movements, which were still a bit tentative, immediately became a little smoother, and he directly threw Weiming's exquisiteness aside. Picking up the porcelain box and opening the lid, "Rouge? It seems to be different."

"It's for eye makeup." Weiming glanced at him, because he was not satisfied with the color of the box of eye shadow, and he didn't bother to care about Pu Liu's hands and feet, "It's just painting here." The teacher would use red clay to smear the upper corners of the eyes to drive out evil spirits. No one puts on eye makeup, so Wei Ming thoughtfully quickly and roughly stroked the upper corners of the eyes with his fingers.

"It seems quite interesting." Pu Liu originally didn't like her overly flamboyant, even glamorous appearance, but after hearing what Weiming said, she still became a little interested, and moved to Weiming's side to hold the cup in her hand. After comparing the porcelain boxes, I was disappointed again, "Red doesn't seem to suit you, can't you adjust it to a lighter or darker color?"

Weiming's appearance has not changed much after growing up again, he is still elegant and elegant, and the bright red is indeed not suitable for him.

"Who said this thing was transferred for my own use." Weiming angrily snatched the porcelain box that Pu Liu had just sent to him. Although he was not satisfied with the color, he didn't intend to use it against him. As far as giving away half-finished things, they were all piled up in a specially vacated Qingrong Baihua bag, "But what you said is not bad, this color doesn't match him."

Unable to use the bamboo slips in the courtyard to buy things, to re-understand the collection of herbs in this world-the experiment is indeed a lot of trouble for Weiming.

"He?" Pu Liu blinked blankly, and suddenly realized, "Oh——you have a sweetheart? You didn't even talk about sharing and sharing, and do you still consider me a friend?" Even so, Pu Liu His tone was obviously just a joke.

"Sweetheart...is not bad." Weiming chuckled lightly, and restrained the disappointment that he didn't want to reveal.

Weiming intentionally concealed it, so Pu Liu naturally didn't notice the momentary unnaturalness in his expression, he tilted his head and continued to ask: "Usually, you don't like to go out...Could it be that Wanhua's you are looking for? Disciple?" Pu Liu couldn't help shivering after guessing like this—disciple Wanhua is elegant and true, but when cut open, it's all black, and when we get along with each other, he might be completely cheated at any time, Weiming... ...not so courageous, is it?

"Of course not." Wanhua is black and straight, and Indra is black and long. Although they are indeed a little bit similar, it is impossible to insist on similarities, "Don't keep holding on to my private affairs, Why don't you tell me what troubles you encountered this time?"

Weiming's intention of not wanting to talk in depth is clear, so Pu Liu no longer insisted, but sighed: "Dare to be in your heart, every time I come, I must bring trouble?"

"Isn't it?" Although he has already regarded Pu Liu as his friend, Weiming still has no mercy when he speaks ruthlessly, even though his tone has always been soft and comfortable to listen to.

"...Yes." Pu Liu took a deep breath, and after thinking about it carefully, she was aggrieved to find that Weiming was right!

"But this time I just stopped by to take a look, and it didn't cause any trouble." Fortunately, there was still an explanation that could be said, and Pu Liu immediately changed the subject after finishing speaking in a hurry, "It's you, these few days Why do I only see you every time I come here?" Although the disciples of Gongsheng's lineage are very enthusiastic and continue to perfect many tools for Weiming, after all, he has limited mobility and has never practiced martial arts, so it would be too hearty to let him live alone. up.

"A plague broke out in the suburbs of Chang'an two years ago. When Sister Zhilan went to help, she found out that it was a conspiracy by the Red Clothes Sect. She was worried that she was temporarily staying in Fenghua Valley. Also, corpses in Luodao and other places were constantly being discovered. Senior Pei Yuan, as the first disciple of the Medicine King, led many disciples to support and study the corpse poison, there are no idlers in the valley now—and I am not considered a waste who can’t live without people, so I need to be on guard all the time.”

Pu Liu, who didn't know what clue Amaru found and went to Kou Island, heard what Weiming said, and immediately didn't dare to ask any more. After thinking about it for a while, he simply lifted his clothes and sat on the ground leaning against Weiming's wheelchair : "The Red Clothes Sect, the Tianyi Sect... and the blood-eyed dragon king Xiao Sha, it is said that the teachings also have the intention of returning to the east. Kou Island in the south is making trouble again. Is it possible that the world is really going to be chaotic?"

"Why, you care about this too?" Weiming frowned slightly. He actually knew that Pu Liu would have a difficult life even if he was out of the ordinary, even if he had extraordinary skills and talents. It is even more difficult to understand that the peaceful rivers and lakes have been turned into muddy water, but Pu Liu, who is now powerless behind him, can say a thing or two casually. If he didn't pay attention deliberately, Weiming might not believe it.

"After all, I am also from Tang Dynasty, how can I not care about it." Pu Liu didn't feel anything wrong because of Weiming's doubts. After all, in his opinion, Weiming was born in Dongying. Knowing this, "Besides, I would rather be a peaceful dog in a prosperous age than a displaced person in a troubled world. If I hadn't been born in a prosperous age, how would I be able to achieve today's good fortune? I always understand such a simple truth."

"What you said... makes sense. I think Sister Lan, Amaro and the others will have the same thoughts." Weiming nodded thoughtfully. He was born in a troubled world and grew up in a world where wars are frequent He likes to read history and clearly remembers the Tang books he read in the Song Dynasty, but he never thought about this aspect-if the Anshi Rebellion really broke out, which of the people he is with now would stay out of it?

Come to think of it, no one would make such a choice.

Habitually gently rubbing and pressing the outside of the knee, sensing the leg that has only slightly recovered a little bit of sensation after so many years of hard work, Weiming closed his eyes as if tired—could it be that the man threw himself away? Entering this world and suppressing the mind to grow again with age is to let him clearly understand that people are bound to be changed by everything around them, so don't rush to make a decision?

However, he already understood this feeling.

Weiming, who has never had any family affection for Amalu and Gu Zhilan, and has made friends with Pu Liu because of his weakened mind and easy soft heart, will naturally not be affected by this discovery at this time.

Slowly opened his eyes, Weiming looked at the sky outside the window, tapped the wooden handrail lightly with his fingertips and made a bang bang crisp sound: "Soldiers are here to block you, even if you think of madness here, it's just your own opinion, no It's not useful at all, so it's better to relax for the time being. If you care about it, just find a way to check it out."

"That's right." Knowing the meaning of Weiming's knock on the armrest, Pu Liu reluctantly twisted away from the wheelchair, patted the hem of his clothes and stood up, but at the same time did not forget to complain, "Obviously you caused the topic, In the end, I blamed me for thinking too much——Weiming, you always owe it to me that sooner or later you will have no friends."

"If all friends are like you, then there's nothing wrong with not having friends." Weiming calmly turned back, pushed the wheelchair and drove to the door, "It's almost time to pack up the medicinal materials outside, if you have nothing to do, why not come here handle."

"My kind? What's wrong with my kind of friend? I'm still not satisfied with being ordered by you?" Pu Liu muttered and straightened the saber on his back that was crooked due to the previous action, and was a few steps behind. He followed without hesitation.

——I really don't care about how uncoordinated my original beautiful appearance is with these expressions and movements.

"There are already some things prepared for you, if it's all for me, why don't you just keep them?" Once again, Weiming was still so merciless.

Pu Liu twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally stopped confronting Weiming against the bull. Just as he stepped out of the door, he saw Weiming bending over to lift up a big basket. There were not only herbs in the basket, but also a lot of them. Soil, that weight is not light...

"Put it down, put it down, let me carry that one - you have done all the rough work, do you expect me, a guy who can't even tell the difference between rhubarb and licorice, to do further detailed processing?!"

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