Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

That is the bone sword.

The whole body of the scabbard was pitch black, with no extra patterns, only the rough lines of the black iron that made the scabbard were left when it was cut.However, in Bai Ji's eyes, the messy lines looked like a sharp sword intent coming towards him.He could tell that the scabbard was casually cut from a piece of black iron by a great swordsman, and then carelessly shaped into a rough shape. Every scratch carried the sword intent of that great swordsman, so strong that it was worth letting every The sword cultivator was convinced.

And that's just the scabbard.

Rao Baiji's face changed when he saw it. He didn't stretch out his hand, but just stared at the sword, and lowered his voice unconsciously: "This is..."

Hu Chi was a little bit pained, but he pretended not to care: "This sword is called Dry Bones."

Bai Ji looked at Hu Chi with a complicated expression: "Then you..."

"I have liked swords since I was a child, but I don't have much talent. Holding this sword, I don't want to use my half-baked swordsmanship to ruin it." Hu Chi handed the withered bone sword forward, "Besides, we just met A few days later, you gave me a sword, and I have nothing to reciprocate, I see that sword you have been hanging on your body all the time, compared with that sword, the Withering Bone Sword should be considered equal?"

Although Hu Chi felt that the Withering Bone Sword was definitely not the kind of thing that would break apart after blocking the death formation of the pill.

However, thinking that this was nothing more than returning things to their original owners, he didn't feel sad anymore.

"My sword is just an ordinary sword." Bai Ji's expression became more complicated, "It was struck at the foot of the mountain before going down the mountain, and it cost two taels of silver."

Hu Chi: "...Isn't that your natal sword?"

Bai Ji shook his head: "I don't have a natal sword yet, so I haven't found a suitable one."

This fact made Hu Chi feel that his entanglement and apology all night was a joke, and he couldn't even control his volume to go up: "Then the sword you gave me is worth two taels of silver? Then you are ashamed to give it to me." for someone?"

Bai Ji explained calmly: "That's just for you to defend yourself."

"Forget it." Hu Chi hurriedly withdrew his hand, holding the bone sword like a baby, "Since it's only two taels of silver, I'll give you something else in return."

"I didn't expect your gift in return." Bai Ji said helplessly.

"No, no, no." Hu Chi was stubborn, "We've only met a few times, I can't accept something as valuable as two taels of silver from you."

Knowing that Hu Chi was deliberately talking about it, Bai Ji didn't know why he had such a strange attitude all of a sudden, but since Hu Chi had to pay him back something, he took advantage of the situation and said, "If you really feel sorry, you can put Withered Bone Sword..."

Hu Chi shook his head as soon as he heard the word 'withered bones': "No, no, no, no."

"...Let me take a look." Bai Ji finished speaking without being disturbed by him.

Hu Chi looked at him and blinked, coughed dryly, straightened his body and stretched out his hand generously: "Look at it, you can even touch it."

Because of his rapidly changing expression, Bai Ji had a smile in his eyes, but he still refused: "It's too late today, let's have a chance later."

"To be honest," Hu Chi held the sword in his arms again indifferently, "you make me very irritable."

"Go to bed early." Bai Ji didn't answer the words, he walked to the door and asked, "Are you going to stay here all the time?"

"I'm leaving in a few days." Hu Chi shook his head, and put the withered bone sword back into his Qiankun bag, "My identity was almost guessed by Luo Xiuxiu, so it might not be good to stay here again. Besides, the skill given to me by the living god Who gave him the Dharma, I also want to find it.”

"The Living Immortal's skill book may have come from Xuanque Valley." Bai Ji said to him, "The Imperial Master of the capital is from Xuanque Valley, so he may know something."

... Hu Chi thought Xuanque Valley was some kind of place where birds were raised.

"I had a relationship with the national teacher in the early years." Bai Ji continued, "This line of work may help you."

"Then..." Hu Chi paused and said with some hesitation, "Thank you?"

Bai Ji didn't know why every time he saw Hu Chi's expression, he couldn't help laughing. He waved his hand and said, "It's not as good as Zi Gui's life-saving grace."

Forgive Hu Chi for thinking about who 'Zi Gui' is at that moment.

Then there was a strange feeling for no reason.

Hu Chi remained silent, and Bai Ji didn't think about it, he walked to the door and said, "Don't bother me any more, Zi Gui just stay here."

"...Oh." Hu Chi nodded.

After watching him leave, he locked the door and walked into the main house shaking his head and frowning.

Once the main house is opened, it is still a red tree in Xianchi, just like another world.

The golden totem on Hu Yin's cheeks has faded a lot today, and he is lying under the tree hugging the trunk and sleeping soundly.

After all, he is still a tree spirit. If Hu Chi is not around, he is very unwilling to sleep on the bed. Most of them either lie under the tree or climb up the tree.

Hu Chi stepped forward and gently picked him up. At first, Hu Yin trembled and was about to open his eyelids. After sensing a familiar person, he relaxed and squeezed into Hu Chi's arms.With such a movement, a corner of an open red book in his arms was exposed.

I don't know how long Hu Yin slept with the book spread out like this, and there were folds on the pages.

This is probably the first person in the world who can cover his belly with a marriage book.

Hu Chi sighed, but seeing that Hu Yin was in such a deep sleep, he couldn't bear to wake him up to punish him, so he could only take out the book from his arms, intending to close it and put it away again.

"In the first year of Qing'an, Miss August of the Red Broken Building in Beijing..."

Hu Chi stared at the page in the marriage book in a daze. The handwriting on that page was dim, except for a newly added word 'break' at the end, and a circle was drawn in ink around the break.

Emperor Longgui's identity in his last reincarnation was Emperor Qing'an, and the first year of Qing'an was the year he ascended the throne, which means that it has been at least 300 years. For ordinary people, 300 years is at least three years of reincarnation. Judging from the records in the marriage book, this August girl is also an ordinary person.

Hu Chi first put Hu Yin on the bed and covered him with a quilt, and then sat at the table and looked at the page.

"In the first year of Qing'an, a girl named August in the Red Broken Building in the capital met Mo Wen, a wandering doctor in the rivers and lakes. She was very happy and formed a love thread."

There are only a few strokes in the marriage book. After all, there are tens of thousands of marriages in this world, and it is impossible to record them word for word.

Hu Chi's finger was on the name 'Miss August', and a delicate figure slowly emerged from the marriage book, wearing a purple dress with gorgeous peonies embroidered on it, and several gorgeous flowers on her head. Nobile, with a mole dotted with cinnabar at the end of the eye, with dazzling makeup, can be described as a rare beauty.

What surprised Hu Chi was not the beauty of this woman, but that this woman was [-]% similar to the female demon cultivator he saw in Luo Junliang's memory.

The other two points are probably due to the evil spirit of blood on the female demon's body.

From this point of view, the August girl is probably the identity of the female demon cultivator before she became a demon, but her lovesickness line has not been broken until now. For some reason, Hu Chi thought of the scene when the female demon cultivator finally raised orchids.

Don't ask, you doctor.

Hu Chi clicked on Mo Wen's name, and the handsome young man who emerged was gentle and elegant, with a three-pointed smile on his lips.After thinking about it for a while, Hu Chi still sketched the outline of this person on the white paper beside him with two or three strokes.

His painting skills are amazing, probably because of his innate talent.

After the painting was finished, he gently dried the ink and carefully put it aside.Bai Ji seems to know a lot of people in this world, but he can also let him see if he knows this person.

This person may have something to do with what happened to the Luo family.

It was only dawn on the second day, and Hu Chi was awakened by shouts at the door.

He first looked at the top of his head with his eyes empty, and then he woke up with great reluctance, washed and dressed slowly, and walked to the door and pushed it open after a little sober.

As soon as the door of this room is opened, it is the simple courtyard.

The crying noise outside the door also became louder.

Hu Chi frowned and opened the door lock, looked at the neighbors with complex expressions and the people gathered to watch the fun, and then said helplessly to the girl standing outside the door: "Miss San, what are you doing again? do what?"

"Mr. Hu..." When Luo Xiuxiu saw Hu Chi, it was as if she had seen some real Buddha and emperor. She didn't care about the etiquette of men and women, so she held Hu Chi's arm with both hands, "Mr. Hu, I beg you, I beg you to save my mother!"

Hu Chi's expression didn't change, but he broke free from Luo Xiuxiu's hand without any trace, and motioned for her, "Come in and we'll talk."

In front of the crowd, Luo Xiuxiu realized that her actions just now might bring unnecessary trouble to Hu Chi, so she suppressed her tears and followed Hu Chi into the yard.

Hu Chi hurriedly closed the door after she came in, blocking the curious eyes from outside.

Then he said helplessly: "Miss San, if Second Madam is ill, you will naturally go to see a doctor. I really don't know anything about Wang Wen Wen Wen Qi Qi."

"I have invited all the doctors in the entire Beiyang City, and they all say that they are powerless." Luo Xiuxiu couldn't stop crying as soon as she opened her mouth, "I beg you, Mr. Hu, I know that immortals like you will have What panacea..."

"Miss San." Hu Chi's expression faded quite a bit, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. I'm just a man who set up a stall for marriage, and I don't have the magic power to bring the dead back to life."

Luo Xiuxiu naturally saw Hu Chi's attitude, but she didn't know what to do now, so she could only continue to beg Hu Chi: "It's me who said what I said, but Mr. Hu, I can't help it now. My mother is me. The only relative in this world is me..."

Hu Chi interrupted her, "Third Miss, is the Second Madam too tired recently, and also suffer from cold and loss of appetite?"

Luo Xiuxiu looked at him with tears in her eyes, but her expression was stunned.

Hu Chi didn't give her a chance to respond, and continued: "And do you know why the second wife wants to marry you so urgently? It stands to reason that you are not at the age that makes the elders worry about marriage, but the second wife is so concerned about your marriage. The impatient look, have you ever thought about it carefully?"

At this moment, Luo Xiuxiu forgot to even cry, and just said in a daze, "Mom just feels cold occasionally..."

That's right, her mother has always been strong, and this time she was only a little weak because of the occasional cold. Usually, when she went to her mother's room, her mother's face was rosy and she seemed to be fine.

But why do those doctors say that my mother is suffering from an old disease, and now she is terminally ill and there is no cure?

The author has something to say: I really experienced for the first time what it feels like to set a flag.

That's probably because I said the update time in a serious way yesterday, and then the power was cut off at home today from early in the morning to nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

After eating, I desperately wrote updates, and it’s still up to now.

Wow cry out.