The Legend of Shu Wu: Tianxiangye Dyeing Clothes

After finding the purple soil, Tianxiang wanted Jiaping to rest for a few days, but Jiaping insisted on helping Tianxiang find Tianquan first.

Because Tianxiang's state appears and disappears from time to time, Jiaping forcibly carried Tianxiang on his back and marched up Jiuding Mountain.

When they left, the spirit witch of Zizhu Village seemed to know something, and with a smile on his face, he told them to be careful when going up the mountain, and told them some precautions, and asked two disciples of the spirit witch to follow.

Jiuding Mountain belongs to the Min Mountain, which is the Shu Mountain.

There is also a Min Mountain in the human world, which is the projection of Shu Mountain, but whether it is in the mountain world or in the human world, it is the holy mountain of the Shu people.

But at the moment they are climbing Min Mountain in the Human Realm, so Tianxiang wants to find a way to guide Jiaping to Shushan, but he can only bring in Jiaping, a mortal.

Even though the two shaman-level disciples belonged to us, they couldn't be lured away.

Tianxiang was thinking in her heart, how should she send those two spirit shaman disciples away?

But Jiaping was thinking: "Where is Tianquan if there is snow on the top of the mountain?

Jiaping wrapped Tianxiang tightly in a fur cloak.

"Meow~~", there is also a little meow who insists on following.

Looking at the wet pupils of one big and one small, Jiaping found that his heart had softened, so he had to take these two together on the road.

Suddenly, Xiao Miao moved her ears, "Meow!!"

Xiao Miao stared straight at one direction.

In the wind and snow, a crested sparrow warbler flew from that direction.

Tianxiang's eyes lit up: "Dyeyi! Let's follow this warbler!"

Jiaping immediately embraced him: "Tianxiang, in this place, in this season, how can there be warblers? There must be fraud."

Tianxiang shook her head, that was Yingshi, how could she harm me?

When he suddenly thought that Jiaping was just a mortal and didn't know the warbler, he had no choice but to say: "The warbler seems to be quite spiritual. Minshan is the holy mountain of the Shu people. It is not surprising that there are many spiritual things on the holy mountain."

Jiaping looked at the person in his arms and nodded: "Okay then, you are still injured, just follow behind me, be careful."

"En" Tianxiang nodded obediently.

Along the way, Jiaping guarded Tianxiang behind him vigilantly.

Sure enough, the crested sparrow warbler was quite spiritual, as if guiding them to a mountain road, and paused from time to time to wait for them to go forward.

They just followed the Crested Sparrow Warbler not far or near.

It seems that with a clear goal, the group of people gradually stabilized their hearts.

Suddenly, a gust of wind and snow hit, everyone couldn't help but lost their eyes.

It was at this moment of squinting that the two spirit witch disciples disappeared like a lifetime away.

Jiaping: "!"

The figure of the crested sparrow warbler could still be seen clearly in front of his eyes, but the two spirit witch disciples disappeared strangely.

At this time, Tianxiang held Jiaping's cheeks with both hands, and the tear mole at the corner of her eyes was even more charming: "Rye, follow me."

In a daze, Jiaping nodded.

Tianxiang took Jiaping's left hand and found a black mark on Jiaping's palm, which looked like a curled up bug.

This imprint doesn't look like a birthmark, and it has an uncomfortable smell, but it's very familiar.

Tianxiang was thinking, when the crested bird flew over and turned into a girl in white.

Delicate and charming, with a graceful figure, it was Yingshi.

Yingshi came up to meet him, glanced at Jiaping who was in a daze, and reprimanded: "Brother Tianxiang, why did you bring mortals here, the master is calling you back."

Tianxiang let Jiaping lean on her, then smoothed Jiaping's long hair, and explained: "Yingshi, this is Jiaping, the third son of Jiaguo. He is a good man. He saved my real body. I want to repay him and trust the master. I won’t blame him. I want to take him to Tianquan to bathe. This child is full of scars, depressed inside, strong on the outside but hard on the outside. He must have suffered a lot in Jiaguo Palace, and Tianquan can heal him.”

Yingshi thought for a moment: "Okay, I will tell the master, but you and him will stop here."

Tianxiang nodded: "I understand."

Yingshi waved his sleeves, and a rainbow bridge appeared in front of his eyes.

Tianxiang picked up Jiaping and walked towards the Rainbow Bridge, but it was gone in a flash, leaving the ground covered in snow and wind.

In a dark room, "Don't come here!"

The young Jiaping firmly grasped his skirt, tears of humiliation could not stop falling, stubbornly biting his lower lip.

"Hehehe, the third brother is getting cuter and cuter. Obediently listen to the second brother, and the second brother will love you very much." As soon as the words fell, Jiali, the second son of Jiaguo, rushed towards the little Jiaping like a hungry wolf.

This matter was not bright, so Jiali had dismissed his attendants long ago, and lured little Jiaping into this abandoned side hall by himself.

Jiaping struggled non-stop, but how could the thin man break free from the tall and mighty Jiali.

"Go away!" Xiao Jiaping roared in disgust, with resentment in his eyes.

Jiali laughed abnormally: "Third brother, now that your mother is dead and there is no one to rely on in the palace, why not obey me obediently, and the second brother will love you well."

As he spoke, he put his hand into Xiao Jiaping's skirt.

Xiao Jiaping's eyes suddenly became dim and loose, his hands and feet relaxed, and he no longer struggled.

Jiali thought that little Jiaping had resigned to his fate, so he wanted to continue the beastly behavior.

Suddenly, little Jiaping's gaze changed from lax to cruel.

A dagger protruded from the sleeve, it was a relic left by his mother before his death, small and sharp, easy to hide.

"Ah!—" A scream came from a corner of the palace.

The maids and servants who performed their duties still came and went as if they were deaf and dumb, and there were always those unspeakable secrets in every remote corner of the palace.

The second son, Jiali, was abandoned in a deserted side hall, and died of excessive blood loss.

Just because it was a deserted side hall, the guards seldom went to inspect it. After all, some nobles always like to deal with some things quietly, and it would be bad if they encountered them.

So, on the third day of Jiali's disappearance, Jiali's mother Meiji went to Jiashen crying.

At first she thought that Jiali was going to have fun, so she didn't return.

Because Jiali dismissed the attendants very early, the attendants did not know where Jiali was going.

This kind of thing happened from time to time, it was Carrie's favorite game.

What's more, Jiali is strong and strong, and few people can restrain him.

But it took too long this time, so the attendant reported to Mei Ji.

Jiashen then began to search the palace in all directions, and finally found Jiali's body.

Meiji cried heart-piercingly to avenge her son, but there was nothing left of the murderer at the scene.

Jiashen also felt distressed at first, but later he also got tired of Meiji.

There are many sons, and one less is not less, and the matter is left alone.

At that time, Xiao Jiaping, who abolished Jiali, was very calm.

The moment Jiali covered his lower body, before he could call for help, little Jiaping put his clothes around Jiali's head, strangled him tightly with all his strength and hatred.

Seeing the person in front of me gradually lose their vitality, a burst of joy came from my heart.

Xiao Jiaping tidied up his clothes very calmly, and checked the scene again to see if there was anything missing that concerned him.

Little Jiaping's thinking was very clear, he tried hard to recall where in the palace this was, and when the guards would come to inspect it.

When he had done all this in an orderly manner, he wiped off the blood on the dagger and left quickly.

Reminiscent of the previously planned route, avoiding the inspection of the guards, and returning to Luhua Palace, the mother's bedroom before her death.

Unknowingly where the strength came from, Jiaping quickly took a bath, put on the filial piety clothes, burned the bloody clothes, and finally knelt down in front of his mother's memorial tablet.

At this time, Jiaping relaxed his mind, fainted in the bedroom, his face was pale, and he started to have a fever.

It's hot, really hot.

The adult Jiaping slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by white mist, and found himself soaking in a hot spring naked, with a new set of clothes on the bank of the hot spring.

This hot spring is so warm, I feel that my body has been baptized.

Moreover, the scars left by abuse or martial arts in the past gradually faded, turned pink, and then disappeared.

Before Jiaping had time to marvel at the magic of this spring, he found that Tianxiang was gone!

Jiaping felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, and it was painful.

"Tianxiang!" Jiaping shouted around.

This is a cave, and naturally the only answer he had was an echo.

He got up and was about to go ashore when he saw Tian Xiang coming with Xiao Miao in his arms.

Unlike the pale and weak one before, Jiaping couldn't help but look straight at his ruddy complexion.

This warm mist reflects the fragrance of the snow on the skin is more moving.

Tianxiang smiled and bent her eyebrows, squatting halfway in front of Jiaping, her rosy lips kept opening and closing: "Rye, you're awake! Are you feeling better? Tianquan's treatment of your body..."

Before Tianxiang finished speaking, Jiaping pulled Tianxiang into the water and hugged her in his arms.

Xiao Miao was ruthlessly thrown ashore, "Meow!!" Xiao Miao protested, but of course Jiaping ignored this protest.

Jiaping hugged Tianxiang tightly, the joy of regaining what was lost made Jiaping feel extremely at ease.

At this time, Tianxiang was also a little overwhelmed, and had a skin-to-skin kiss with Jiaping through the wet clothes, and the strong heartbeat was sexy and charming.

Tianxiang was a little ashamed, but when she thought about it, they were all men, so there was nothing to be shy about, so she smoothed Shun Jiaping's wet long hair.

Jiaping's eyes became dark, and his body felt a little hot.

Tianxiang's snow-white skin became more delicate and smooth under the transpiration of the mist, and today Tianxiang's body exudes the fragrance of flowers, she is really a stunner.

Jiaping's hands began to slide up and down irregularly on Tianxiang's back and waist, with a hint of temptation and caress.

Tianxiang's body trembled, no one had ever treated him like this.

This touch caused a strange feeling in Tianxiang's heart.

His heart beat a little faster, and he remembered the words Luo God taught him back then.

Tianxiang's cheeks were slightly flushed, she didn't know whether it was from the heat, or she was ashamed, which made the moles at the corners of her eyes more charming.

Jiaping's heart moved, he leaned forward, and kissed Tianxiang's lips.

Embarrassed, Tianxiang quickly moved away, her eyes still dodging: "Ahem, that, you can get up now. Tianquan should not soak for too long."

Then immediately cast a spell to make the clothes dry quickly.

After the clothes were dry, Jiaping withdrew his wolf-like expression.

The corners of Jiaping's lips hooked slightly, the kiss just now had already confirmed Jiaping's intentions.

He wants to get Tianxiang, no matter what.

Jiaping's voice was a little hoarse: "Okay."

Slender legs, thin body, strong and powerful like a cheetah.

Jiaping slowly put on his clothes in front of Tianxiang.

Tianxiang couldn't help swallowing, Jiaping's figure is really good.

It turned out that the scars on the body were basically gone due to the effect of Tianquan.

Thinking of those scars, Tianxiang felt distressed, and her eyes were reddened. Jiaping seemed to have suffered a lot.

Jiaping walked towards Tianxiang, took Tianxiang into his arms, and said softly: "Tianxiang, stay with me."

Tianxiang's body trembled: "I...I..."

Jiaping touched Tianxiang's long hair: "Is it because of your master?"

Tianxiang: "!?"

Jiaping's eyes became dangerous, and he still remembered that the day before they set off for Minshan, a girl in red told him: "Tianxiang is the human form of the peony flower, and the famous flower has an owner, it is his owner. That master originally raised Tianxiang as a male pet."

Jiaping had a rough childhood and met many hypocrites.

There is an old witch in Jiaguo who pretends to be a ghost all day long. She is obviously incapable, but she is clever and has won the trust of her father, Jiashen, so she has a high position and authority.

This old hag has a restless heart to serve the gods. She is obsessed all day long, and she likes beautiful boys.

When the mood comes, he will also deceive the little boy with sweet words, those simple and god-believing little boys really like this.

Even though he understands that not all witches are like this, Jiaping has always been resistant to witches, so he feels that the Kingdom of Shu is really a magical country that allows witches to be in power.

Although the Shang Kingdom also attached great importance to shamanism, it was not as fanatical as the Shu Kingdom.

How many witches are there who are really powerful, moral and noble nowadays? The owner of Tianxiang is also a hypocritical old witch who has been holding on to Tianxiang.

Poor Tianxiang, even looking at Tianxiang feels distressed.

Tian Xiang naturally noticed why Jiaping's eyes felt a little pity for him, maybe Jiaping knew something.

But Tianxiang answered honestly: "Master is very good to me, I can't leave her now."

Sure enough, she is a clever old witch!Thinking about it, he was also a magic stick, and he deceived Tianxiang with his sweet words.

Jiaping remained calm: "I will accompany you to meet your master another day."

"No!" Tianxiang's expression was like a suddenly frightened rabbit.

Jiaping: "Why?"

Thinking of her master's coldness, Tianxiang couldn't help shivering.

If Jiaping stepped into Tianpeng Yunque, the master would probably beat him up.

The master has always disliked strangers stepping into Tianpeng Yunque, fortunately the master will not kill at will.

Tianxiang became hesitant: "Master...Master doesn't like... outsiders stepping into Tianpeng Yunque."

Tianxiang is so afraid of his master, it seems that this old witch is really clever.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Jiaping's mind. Doesn't the Yufu King have any special thoughts about the Shu Wu?

Earlier, Tianxiang mentioned that he didn't disturb the Yufu King because he was afraid of trouble, and Tianxiang was very familiar with the Shu Palace, so Tianxiang should often go in and out of the Shu Palace with his master, and his master should also be a high-ranking witch.

Jiaping suddenly had a plan in mind, it seems that Tianxiang's owner needs to meet.

Jiaping hugged Tianxiang, smoothed his hair, and comforted him: "Okay, okay, if Tianxiang doesn't want to, I won't force you."

Tianxiang just lowered her head, her whole body was still a little stiff.

Seeing this, Jiaping had no choice but to change the subject, and tentatively said, "Tianxiang, are you that purple peony?"

Tianxiang was surprised, turned her head, and hurriedly explained: "I...I didn't mean to deceive you, don't you humans hate demons? I'm afraid...you will also hate me..."

Jiaping took advantage of the situation and hugged Tianxiang, coaxing: "Why do I hate you, and I don't mean to blame you. I just hope that we can be honest with each other in the future, so don't be afraid, huh?"

"En." Tianxiang subconsciously bit her lower lip, still a little apprehensive.

Jiaping stared at Tianxiang's alluring red lips, his eyes became deep.

Tianxiang stood up vigorously: "It's time for us to go out. After staying for a long time, the master will notice."

The corners of Jiaping's lips hooked slightly: "Okay."

The two quickly packed up their things, picked up Xiao Miao, who had been ignored before, and quickly left the mountain.

Yingshi turned into a crested sparrow warbler and watched them leave in the snow.