What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chuilu's heart was greatly touched, but his body did not move.

If it was in the past, even a moment ago, she would have wanted to step forward to help the child, but the experience of being touched by porcelain is still in front of her eyes, and the identity of the painter has just been revealed. What dangerous person is hiding?

That "must be a real person" is right, she doesn't know martial arts, she has nothing to rely on, and it is most taboo to act rashly.

Fortunately, the girl didn't intend to ask them for help, she just stubbornly supported the wooden wheel and moved forward little by little.What surprised Xu Chuilu was that the girl was dressed in cloud brocade with silver gauze sleeves, she should be from a wealthy family, but the wheelchair under her was old and outdated, and she clearly had a handicap in her legs and feet, so she still wanted to walk alone. I don't know why.

Did he get separated from his family... or did he just sneak out?

The two stood on the sidelines from a distance, clearly explaining what is meant by the coldness of the world.

Half a moment later, the girl was finally about to move out of the alley, and there was a hint of joy on her sleepy face.

However, just as she was about to speed up, the wooden wheel was caught by something and stopped suddenly. She leaned forward half of her body and almost fell down. She let out a scream in panic.

Xu Chuilu could clearly see that the girl's sleeves were broad and light in texture, and even though she had been cautious, the fluttering silver silk was still drawn into the spokes of the wheel like moths to a flame.

She frowned and struggled a few times on the spot, but the result was that she curled up more and more, and became more and more sleepy.

Xu Chuilu couldn't stand it anymore, but Xuanjian said first: "Sister Xu, wait for me here for a moment."

Then he resolutely walked towards the girl.

Xu Chuilu sighed in his heart that he deserved to be Xiaokun Dao who cared for the common people and helped the poor.

Seeing someone coming, the girl's first reaction was to panic, and only when she realized that the person coming was a girl who was younger than herself at the age of a golden hairpin, did she restrain her guard a little.

Xuanjian knelt down, pulled out the cuff stuck between the spoke gaps, and tightened the slightly loose hub and axle, then patted the dust off his palms, raised his head and said to her: "Raise your hand!" .”

The girl was still a little dazed, but she understood that the other party was helping her, so she obediently raised her two arms and begged in a low voice: "Thank... thank you, can you send me to—"

hiss.

The sound of fabric tearing and tearing snuffed out the girl's expectations.

Xuan Jian stuffed the torn-off silver gauze sleeve into the opponent's arms, and said lightly, "It's done."

The girl lowered her head in panic, her arms were vaguely covered by two pieces of torn tulle, she could be described as having a breeze in her sleeves.

She gritted her teeth with glaring eyes, her cheeks flushed red with anger, and she could only utter one word for a long time: "You—"

Xuan Jian has already got up and left.

She felt that she was done, and led the stunned Xu Cuilu to the main street, and asked casually, "What does Sister Xu want to buy?"

Xu Chuilu was still caught in her magical operation and couldn't extricate herself, she said in a daze: "You tear people's clothes... just because it will be caught in the wheels?"

"This is the cure."

It's so swearing.

Xu Chuilu suddenly felt that his understanding of Xuanjian was not deep enough, but he was afraid of any misunderstanding, and asked tentatively: "Didn't you just want to help her? Why didn't you just give her a ride?"

Xuan Jian asked strangely: "Won't that waste a lot of time?"

"There's nothing important today anyway... Ah, do you have anything?"

Xuan Jian looked ahead and walked steadily: "My task today is to accompany you to buy goods. If this matter is not completed, how can I be distracted?"

Xu Chuilu was quite stressed: "You don't need to take this as an important task..."

"Bees and moths have a small life, how strong is their strength? I think, one is because of the strength of the people, and the other is because of the dedication." Xuan Jian rolled up his sleeves, "I am young and weak, and there is very little I can do. If you are greedy and happy about merit, you may lose more than you gain."

Xu Chuilu was speechless for a moment.

"But sister Xu doesn't have to worry about this, you are different from us."

Just as Xu Chuilu was about to ask, Xuanjian said the last half of the sentence with a little envy: "You are not a bee moth."

no she is.

She is trash!You can't deprive her of being a waste just because she doesn't have a record!

Xu Chuilu knew that he couldn't explain this matter, so he changed the subject: "The weather is getting colder, I want to buy some winter clothes, and then buy some pens and paper, and... the suzerain treats me well. , I should give some thanks."

Although this gift can no longer be described as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, it should be a gift of wool and sheep, but the gift must be prepared, otherwise it will be difficult to speak up when making any unreasonable demands.

Xuan Jian reassured: "The suzerain will be very happy to know."

It doesn't matter whether you are happy or not, just don't hit people.

"Xuanjian...do you know what the suzerain likes?"

Xuan Jian thought: "The suzerain always only values ​​the heart, and doesn't mind what the gift itself is."

So easy to pass?She doesn't believe it.

"Then what did you give her?"

Xuan Jian laughed: "Sister Xu really doesn't have to be so nervous, she accepted all the frog legs and cicada sloughs I gave as a child, and she never disliked the bamboo whistles that were cut casually, and the bird feathers that were plucked casually."

"You Heartless Sect's gift giving is so... unique?"

"Sister Xu thinks these things are too sloppy, but sometimes giving gifts seriously may not be better than them." Xuan Jian lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Do you know why the real Bixu is called 'Bixu'?"

Xu Chuilu listened attentively: "Which two words are they?"

"Originally, the word 'bixu' meant blue sky, but after an incident, he changed it to beard."

"This... why is this?"

"He told me that the suzerain gave him a big gift when he was a child." Xuanjian said as he walked, "that day when he returned home after practicing kung fu, he saw a bowl of porridge on the table. The suzerain said that it was cooked by her own hands. Be sure to drink it."

Xu Chuilu didn't quite believe it, it was obviously not Xiao Fangdao's style.

"He was touched by his filial piety, endured the disgusting smell and drank it, and then found that the place where the porridge was stained on his tongue and beard was stained with a grass green that could not be erased. The suzerain did not know where he learned it The secret method is to boil the cascara into a dye that cannot be washed off in this pot, so that Daoist Bixu's eyes will be full of this color for several days in a row."

Hiss, I see.

This fellow has been a devil since he was a child.

"So Master Bixu used this name to remind himself...'Don't forget this humiliation'? No wonder he wanted to paint the suzerain like that."

Xuan Jian smiled slightly: "Although Daoist Bixu is not a magnanimous person, he will not hold grudges for so many years because of this incident."

"That's right. Besides, why did the suzerain mess with him so well?"

"At that time, Master Bixu was eager to develop a mental method that could rival Wuque. He entered Taoism with a wooden sword, and he was most eager for the volume of 'Born Blossoms'. It is rumored that those who practice this volume can produce lush greenness from the end of the sword. The power of grass and trees defeats the enemy. He also wants to imitate his shape, stay in the bamboo forest every day, hoping to comprehend the profound meaning. However, there is only one Wuque manual in the world, and there is only one Louyu Ge. Other people's imitation is just learning from Handan and imitating Dongshi. .”

Xu Chuilu was startled.

Xuan Jian continued: "The suzerain sees that his spirit is lax and he's getting thinner, so he wants to do something for him. How can a childish child understand the meaning of 'prosperity', she thinks that eating green can make green, so she came up with this wonderful method."

"..."

"What the suzerain did did not contain a trace of sarcasm, but Daoist Bixu felt a great deal of sarcasm—he was deeply involved in this way, even a young child could see that he was too obsessed, but he didn't realize it. To alert yourself, don't He was born with delusional thoughts, so he changed his name to Bixu."

This is the first time Xu Chuilu feels the "attachment" of a warrior. Xuanjian's words make her heart, which is floating in the charming countryside and resting on the white clouds, be dragged back to her stomach.

For a game, a gamble, she smugly created a genius who comprehended Wuque. When she didn't know what Wuque Pu was, she had already enjoyed the protection of the Unfeeling Sect and the admiration of the martial arts people by it.Of course, with it comes the danger of being coveted and hated.But compared to Wuque, this danger is as insignificant as starlight is to Yuehui.

Of course she can excuse herself by not knowing, but what if she knows?Will her choices change?Would she be willing to give up a chance to win in order to take care of the poor hopes in the hearts of these warriors?

Xiao Fangdao won Wuque by force, and Shui Lian won He Zhan by loyalty. What did she rely on?

I don't know how many conjectures will be derived from this suspicion, and I don't know how much trouble these conjectures will cause...

Here, she feels the "unintentional irony" that Bixu feels. Her childish innocence and the sincerity of a seeker are all satirizing her arrogant ignorance.

Xu Chuilu smiled wryly in his heart.

"I see. If you are paying attention to giving gifts from Ming Liguan, there must be a deep meaning. If it is only for connecting feelings and greetings, it is the same as giving anything casually." She nodded and said, "That's fine, the giver and the recipient There is no pressure on anyone.”

She probably knew what to give.

Xuanjian stopped walking, pointed to the plaque on the right side engraved with "A Little Fragrance" and said, "Here we are, this is the largest cloth workshop in Chisong Town."

Xu Chuilu looked up as he pointed, and saw that besides the bustling crowd, there were also canopies gathered in front of the door, and there were several gorgeous and ostentatious carriages that looked like luanyu and phoenix chariots.

She was startled and dared not take a step: "There won't be any distinguished guests here today, right? For example, relatives of the emperor and the like..."

Xuan Jian looked at those cars and explained: "These are the trucks for Xiangfeng Pavilion to transport cloth."

No, in the simple world of martial arts, is it really reasonable to suddenly appear such a cloth shop that is shining with wealth and gold inside and out?

"This shop should be more expensive than other places, right? I just want to buy a few clothes that I can wear every day. Since the Jueqing Sect is still simple, why don't I change it?" Even if it wasn't her own money, she didn't want to squander it like this.

Xuan Jian was a little embarrassed: "I have never been to other shops, because the shopkeeper of this shop is familiar with the suzerain, so we often come here."

Did you know Xiao Fangdao again?

The content of Xiao Fangdao in this street is too high.

"Are you familiar? So familiar that you can get a discount... Uh, can there be a hidden price?"

Xuan Jian thought about it: "Probably no hidden price, but she was once a disciple of the Ruthless Sect."

Xu Chuilu quickly grasped the key point: "So there are really disciples who have successfully escaped from the Heartless Sect and are still alive?"

"Well, I was too young at that time, so I can't remember some things clearly, but I also heard a lot about her from my classmates." Xuan Jian was always very patient with her questions, "The shopkeeper's name is Ruan Xunxiang. She was originally the daughter of a wealthy gentry in Hezhou in the south. When she heard that the first person in the world founded the Unfeeling Sect, she wanted to join her from thousands of miles away. It is extremely high, and the three requirements for entry are also agreed one by one."

"In that case, why did you leave again later?"

"She is extravagant, not only enjoying herself, but also eating, drinking and playing with her in the same family... So, how can I learn martial arts?"

So if you can't learn martial arts, will you be expelled from school?Xu Chuilu suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"She doesn't know how to let it go, but because of her family background and appearance, many male disciples are tempted by her, but because of the sect rules, they can't explain it, so they can only show some courtesy in private. In fact, the suzerain is quite a headache about this."

Xu Chuilu can understand very well, the admiration for a beautiful rich woman cannot be stopped by cold family rules.

"One day, she finally got tired of the boring life of the Heartless Sect, and asked the suzerain to leave. The suzerain knew that her temperament would not be able to stay, but the rules of the house cannot be broken. If she wants to go down the mountain, she must return to the Heartless Sect."

Xu Chuilu thought: "She hasn't learned martial arts, and it sounds like she has nothing else to gain, so what did she return?"

Xuan Jian smiled: "The suzerain said that she destroyed the simple and upright family style of the Jueqing sect. How should such priceless things be paid for? Ruan Xunxiang said that there are no priceless things in the world. The suzerain simply means that after she leaves It is difficult for these disciples to go from extravagance to frugality, and there is a gap in understanding, and she just fills in the gap."

Xu Chuilu was shocked: "She—"

"The food and clothing expenses of the disciples in the school are the same as when she was there, and all expenses are paid by her."

"So, most of the Rueqing Sect's wealth is donated by this person..."

Accepting this disciple is a bloody profit.

Xuan Jian said, "Actually, she also took one thing with her."

"How to say?"

"Before she left, she asked her suitors if any of them wanted to leave with her. This was also the suzerain's order to test whether anyone in the door moved. But apart from her, if anyone else wants to leave, they will be deprived of martial arts. This is tantamount to losing half of life for people in the Jianghu, although they like Ruan Xunxiang, they are not to the point of giving up everything."

Xu Chuilu paused: "From Ruan Xunxiang's point of view, this is really embarrassing and disappointing."

"Indeed, she is generous and warm to her friends, but no one sees her off when she goes down the mountain. The suzerain is under pressure, and no one dares to be reluctant to part with a traitor."

"..."

"There is only one exception. That fellow martial artist is already the best among his peers. He practices hard on weekdays, has a dull personality, and has no friendship with Ruan Xunxiang. No one thought that he would stand up...to quit the Heartless Sect for Ruan Xunxiang. He called Yu Zhongsu, after being deprived of martial arts, rested overnight in the sect, and escorted Ruan Xunxiang back to Hezhou the next day."

Although Xu Chuilu could already guess the development of the two of them afterwards, he still couldn't help but confirm: "What happened later?"

The cold wind rolled up the canopy curtain and sent out an intoxicating fragrance.The smell lingers softly and greasyly at the tip of the nose, but it doesn't rush into the nostrils, it just floats leisurely, adding a touch of elusive mystery to the flickering fragrance.

Smell its fragrance before seeing its person.

A woman stepped out of the carriage, her hand rested on the driver's arm, like a piece of jade lotus root displayed in a golden box.She strode towards where Xu Chuilu was, and said like a warbler: "Later, I became the shopkeeper of Xiangfeng Pavilion, and he became the head of the Hengyu Escort Bureau. Are you satisfied with this result?"

Xu Chuilu was shocked by the fragrance, the beauty and the rushing aura of wealth, she was stunned for a moment, and then said stiffly: "... Ruan, shopkeeper Ruan."

Is there anything more suffocating than being caught gossiping in person? !

However, the direction of these two people is not a love story, but an inspirational life?

"He's a new student again, why does Xiao Xuanjian keep talking about this old stuff, and there's nothing new to say about me?" Ruan Xunxiang raised his sleeves to greet him, a pair of peach blossom eyes burst into a spring-like smile Yi said, "Come in, Xiaoxue today, our store has prepared barley porridge and sweet-scented osmanthus sugar for the guests, which can't be more refreshing and warming the stomach."

Xuan Jian bowed to her: "I don't know the details of the past, I heard it from hearsay, if there are any mistakes, please don't blame shopkeeper Ruan."

"It's not wrong, it's just that I didn't become a husband and wife with Yu Biaotou, we only became friends, I'm afraid I disappointed this little friend."

Xu Chuilu shook his head quickly: "The shopkeeper Ruan is a hero among women, and the head of the security guard Yu is also very courageous. Whether it is a perfect match or a separate family, I can't make a fool of myself."

Ruan Xunxiang covered her lips and smiled: "I don't want to be a heroine, I just want to be a handful of warm incense and a piece of nephrite on the couch. You can't listen to stories in vain. No matter how sweet a girl's mouth is, I won't buy more later I don't depend on clothes."

Xu Chuilu nodded again.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the store, a servant handed them hot handkerchiefs and tea. Walking inside, it can be seen that the clothing workshop displays these cloth garments in categories according to men's and women's, seasons, and prices. The layers are clear and orderly.She observed the surrounding area while drinking tea, and found that when regular customers came to visit, these servants and maids at most greeted them, and did not accompany them personally. After going to different districts, they will be entertained by several tailors with thimbles on their fingers and soft rulers tied around their waists.

Sure enough, seeing that Xu Chuilu and Xuanjian were about to run out of tea, a pink-shirted maid with a double-snail bun stepped forward and asked softly, "What kind of clothes do the two girls want?"

Xu Chuilu was about to answer, but Ruan Xunxiang waved to the maid gently: "I'll do it here, you can go elsewhere."

The other party responded and left.

Xu Chuilu sighed again.

Even if she had other clothes, she wouldn't come out in school uniform, she was like a live target, it was too eye-catching.

She met Ruan Xunxiang's gaze, and said, "Please trouble shopkeeper Ruan, I want to buy some winter clothes, the style and color are not picky, as long as they are warm."

"Are you afraid of the cold?" She seemed surprised, "Why didn't you ask someone to treat you?"

?

Is being afraid of the cold a disease?People in this place are not afraid of the cold?

Xuan Jian explained: "Master Ruan, she hasn't cultivated internal strength yet, she's just an ordinary person."

Ruan Xunxiang laughed: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the Jueqing Sect to have a second disciple who doesn't know martial arts. Of course there are winter clothes, come with me, I'll pick some warm and good-looking ones for you."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

"Why should the spender say thank you to the receiver? Don't be polite to me."

Ruan Xunxiang's vision lived up to her expectations, and she chose a few clothes and cloaks that were well tailored, and the color was flattering, and considering her status as a martial artist, she did not choose too flamboyant and pompous, and she seemed to see that Xu Chuilu was not a person who likes to make decisions , I didn't ask too many questions during the selection process, and directly wrapped the clothes for her, and calculated the total price for her.

Xu Chuilu was extremely grateful, such a good shopping experience is rare.

Holding the heavy bundle, she said again: "Master Ruan, I still want to buy a piece of clothing as a gift. But she is a little taller, I don't know if there is a ready-made size..."

"Is the other party a man or a woman, and how tall is it?"

Xu Chuilu gestured with her hand: "It's a girl, about half a head taller than me."

Ruan Xunxiang smiled: "Forgive me for being presumptuous, but the girl you're talking about is probably the one who put the knife?"

Although knowing that Xiao Fangdao's figure is too conspicuous, the other party will inevitably not have guessed that she is a disciple of the Unfeeling Sect, but it is still a bit embarrassing to be told directly, and the name "Fangdao" is too...

Since coming here, I have never heard anyone call her that.

"Uh, yes."

"Why did you think of giving her this? She is not easy to dress up, I'm afraid she can't understand your intentions."

Xu Cuilu answered vaguely: "I didn't think of this until I arrived at the Xiangfeng Pavilion. Instead of going out to buy some unknown gifts, it's better to support Shopkeeper Ruan's business, isn't it?"

of course not.

Since Xiao Fangdao is not shy about accepting gifts, there is no need for her to take pains to think about her.If you have to say it, she borrowed her middle coat before, and now it is reasonable to put on another dress.

But the more real reason is——since she knew that Xiao Fangdao was a Kun Dao, her mind became alive, and she always felt that the clothes she drew at that time were not appropriate, maybe she often looked murderous and wanted to eat people, and that The blood-stained red clothes are also related, maybe if she changes into a simple and elegant one, can she be a little less hostile?

At least he will spit out a few mouthfuls of blood for fear of staining his clothes.

It's just that if she doesn't want to wear it...it doesn't matter, anyway, it's not her own fault.

"Well, then this great gift, are you going to choose it yourself or let me do it?" Ruan Xunxiang touched Kou Dan's fingers weakly to his chin.

"Don't dare to bother shopkeeper Ruan anymore, I'll just come and see for myself."

Ruan Xunxiang stood with folded arms, watching the thin figure who was still as wilted as withered grass suddenly looking around briskly, she was more concerned than when she was picking clothes for herself, and she didn't know what she was happy about.

The shop was huge, and Xu Chuilu felt that it would take a while to browse carefully, so she went to inform Xuanjian first and asked her to sit in the guest seat for a while.Xuanjian is well-behaved and has no objection.

There are quite a few good-looking women's clothing, but not many that match Xiao Fangdao's temperament. She took a tentative look at the men's clothing area, and was caught by a large sleeve of plain gauze with crane pattern.She was about to take a closer look, but found a familiar figure standing in front of the clothes——

The man turned around, with sad features embedded in his ashen skin.

There is nothing better than seeing hell in the daytime.

Why is Zhang Duanxu here?One month has passed, and the people from Yumen are still at the foot of Youhuang Mountain?What exactly are they trying to do?Should she pretend not to see it now and run away?

However, Zhang Duan's gaze had already gathered, and his expression was not much calmer than Xu Chuilu's.

There was a vicissitudes that did not match his age on his young face, and many complicated emotions were brewing in his pupils. In the end, out of the noble cultivation of Yumen people, he still spoke: "Miss Xu."

"...Zhang Shaoxia, what a coincidence."

"Ah."

The other party nodded slightly, and then continued to chat with the tailor beside him.

"All of these are needed, is there any better workmanship?"

"Master Zhang, this brocade is already of the highest quality. If you want something light, light and strong, it's really hard to have both."

Xu Cuilu took a peek, and found that these clothes were obviously not Zhang Duan's style, but the flashy air of gold and silver embroidery, which was completely tailor-made for Bai Xingyun.

So, he also came to buy clothes for the boss?Why buy so many pieces at once?Is it true that Yumen people spend extra money on clothes when practicing?

Maybe it was because the question mark on her forehead was too eye-catching, Zhang Duan couldn't ignore it, so he could only look at her again, and said sincerely: "Miss Xu, I have no malice in staying in Chisong, and I hope you don't tell others what you see here."

Xu Chuilu sneered: "Well, definitely."

Definitely next time.

She bought a crow-green cross-collar, a black silver-trimmed pleated skirt, and the big sleeves with the moon and white crane pattern, which completely combined into a set of fairy-like female crown attire.After handing over the clothes to Ruan Xunxiang contentedly, the other party also praised her good eyesight.

Just as the two were exchanging greetings, Xu Chuilu smelled another fragrance.

It wasn't the faint fragrance from Ruan Xunxiang's body, the smell was so strong and pervasive, not only her, but everyone around also frowned and discussed its source.

"Huh? When did shopkeeper Ruan change the incense? This smell is not as elegant as the sandalwood used before."

"It smells like flowers and medicine, what's not good about it?"

"What do you know, you bastard? I'm going to the Yao Mansion Poetry Meeting later, how can I go with this taste?"

Everyone's murmurs failed to make the fragrance fade away, and even, when Xu Chuilu smelled it, it was almost pouring from the nasal cavity to her throat at an extremely fast speed.

When the fragrance was at its peak, someone suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was a young man dressed as a bodyguard with an ordinary appearance. He held the thin envelope in front of Xu Chuilu, and said respectfully, "Your Excellency is a disciple of the Unfeeling Sect?"

It could be, but she doesn't want to be now.

Because she discovered that the envelope was the source of the strong fragrance. Who would use such an exaggerated spice to send a letter?No matter how flamboyant bees, waves and butterflies can't resist this kind of destruction.

"This is an invitation from my master, can you please forward it to Sect Master Xiao?"

Alarm bells rang in Xu Chuilu's heart.

Since the one who gave Xiao the knife, why did he send it to her?Is it because he is afraid that he will not be able to enter the Unfeeling Sect, or is he afraid that Xiao Fangdao will tear up the letter with him?It smells like this before it's opened, so it won't be poisonous, right?

This abnormal movement naturally attracted Xuanjian's attention, she walked over, stood in front of Xu Chuilu, and said to the young man, "Who is your master?"

The young man cupped his hands: "You will know when you see the letter."

Xuan Jian wanted to reach out to win the letter, but Xu Cui Lu grabbed his sleeve.

Although she thought it would be the best policy not to accept this letter, but this matter was related to Xiao Fangdao, she might not be able to escape if she just avoided it.

Xu Chuilu took a deep breath, and calmly said, "Brother, please open the letter for us, and then open the invitation...Lick it."

The young man was stunned, as if he thought he heard it wrong: "What did you... say?"

Xu Chuilu insisted: "I'm afraid there may be fraud in it. If you are honest in your heart, this request is not too much."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched in humiliation, and he tore open the envelope with his trembling fingertips, took out the invitation card sprinkled with gold leaf and decorated with flower stamens, then put it on his mouth as if death was at home, and quickly stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

"So, you two can rest assured?"

Seeing that his expression was normal except for some humiliation, Xu Chuilu was a little relieved.

Xuanjian took the invitation, saw the words on it, frowned and said: "Lianyi Villa."

The young man suppressed his embarrassment, and said solemnly: "Please both of you must deliver it to Sect Master Xiao, and I will take my leave."

He walked extremely fast, his expression contorted as if he was about to vomit on the spot if he was a step too late.

Xuan Jian put the invitation in his sleeve, his face was quite heavy.

"What's the matter? Should we rush back first?"

Xuan Jian shook his head: "It's okay, let's go to the ink studio to buy pens and paper first."

Xu Chuilu was worried: "...OK."

Today's bountiful harvest became a heavy burden on Xu Chuilu's back. She had just stepped over the threshold with one foot when she suddenly felt a lightness on her back, and someone supported her.

Xuan Jian said to her: "Sister Xu, let me recite it."

"How can this work? I—"

A dull and worried male voice sounded from behind the two of them.

"Little girl, don't be brave, you are poisoned."

Xu Chuilu turned her head in a daze, and Zhang Duanxu was already walking towards the door with her bundle.

"Who? Who do you say was poisoned?"

Zhang Duanxu's face was like calm water: "The people around you."

Xu Chuilu frowned: "I've been with her all the time, how could it be that she was poisoned alone? Is the smell different? Didn't everyone in the room smell it?"

"What kind of smell do you smell?"

"It's... a mixed fragrance of flowers."

Zhang Duanxu nodded slightly, and said to Xuanjian, "What about you?"

"No smell." Xuanjian shook his head with lowered eyes.

Xu Chuilu was stunned: "How could it be so thick..."

Zhang Duanxu said helplessly: "What I smell is a bad smell."

Xuan Jian was a little distracted, and murmured: "Passive."

What is thyme?A relative of the pleated skirt?

Seeing her dull appearance, Zhang Duanxu explained reluctantly: "Those who have no inner strength smell the fragrance of flowers, those who have a little inner strength cannot smell the smell, and those who have deep inner strength smell the stench."

Hiss, it's the internal force gradient test paper—oh, try the fragrance.

"Is this thing harmful to the human body?"

Zhang shook his head intermittently: "It's harmless, but it's often used to catalyze poison."

After finishing his speech, Zhang Duanxu disappeared into the sight of the two with his two big bags of clothes.All that was left was the echo of the dripping rain.

Xu Chuilu's face was slightly gloomy, but when he turned his head to face Xuanjian, he only showed tenderness and concern: "How do you feel? Do you know what poison it is?"

"The difficult thing about poison is that we don't know who made the poison." Xuan Jian said in a low voice, "But I have blocked the internal energy so that it will not let it run wild in the body."

"The people we met, the things we touched, and the food we ate and drank were all the same along the way. You have internal strength to protect your body, so you shouldn't be poisoned." Xu Cuilu is still recalling what he saw and experienced along the way, "Could it be missed? What did you touch that I didn't?"

Xuan Jian frowned deeply. After a long time, she finally raised her head and said, "Yes, the girl in the alley."

Xu Chuilu also immediately recalled the situation at that time.

The girl appeared paradoxically, and the two of them were clearly wary of her, but they didn't expect that something went wrong here.

Where can poison hide?If it was sprinkled on the surface of the wooden wheel, it would have been scattered in the air and fell on the dust after rolling all the way, so where else did Xuanjian touch?

--sleeve.

Yes, she purposely rolled her sleeves into the spokes of the car, and others might not have to touch the wooden wheel to help her, but she had to stretch out her hand to pull out the silver thread.

Xu Chuilu's heart turned cold, there must be a conspiracy in this plan, the toxicity is unknown, and there must be no further delay.

The messenger appeared in Bufang at this time, because he couldn't wait for the poison to take hold naturally, and urged them to act earlier.

"Xuanjian, let's go back to find the suzerain right away." Xu Cuilu tried his best to maintain his composure, "But you can't use lightness kung fu now, I'm afraid something will happen on the way back—"

"What's the matter with you? I heard someone say you were poisoned just now?" Ruan Xunxiang saw that the two hadn't moved at the door, and rushed over dragging their cloaks, with a concerned tone, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Xu Chuilu really wanted to ask to borrow her luxurious carriage.

But she didn't.

"It's because there's some business at the door. I'm afraid we have to go back sooner. Shopkeeper Lao Ruan is in the way."

Ruan Xunxiang felt that there might be something hidden in it, so she didn't ask any more questions, but said: "If it's really urgent, I can send two coachmen to take you back."

Xu Chuilu smiled: "It's not good to delay shopkeeper Ruan's business, it's too wasteful for Hua Gai to send only two people out."

"Forget it, be careful on the road."

Walking more than ten feet away from the Xiangfeng Pavilion, Xuanjian found that Xu Chuilu's hands were still tightly clenched, and he pursed his lips in concern: "Sister Xu can't trust Ruan Xunxiang?"

Xu Chuilu smiled wryly: "I don't know her well, and you only got some information about her from other people's words. She is thoughtful and a meticulous businessman. I think she will seek repayment for her kindness. This time you If you are poisoned, you may owe others a life-saving grace, which is too heavy, so it is best not to be hasty."

Xuan Jian half understood: "Okay, we don't ask for help, we just go back by ourselves."

Xu Chuilu shook his head: "That's not okay, but... Isn't our master uncle a better candidate?"

While the two were talking, they had already reached Bi Xuzi's painting booth.

When Bi Xuzi saw Xuanjian's expression, the wrinkles all over his face suddenly became more wrinkled.

"Hiss, after such a short period of time, you have been infected with unclean things, and girls are prone to bad luck."

"..."

How can you be so unlucky.

Before the two of them could explain, Bi Xuzi put down the pen and put away the paper, and said to the onlookers: "No more painting, no more painting, let it all fall apart."

"Why don't you paint? Is it still bright?"

"Hmph, I have a big temper."

"Isn't this one finished yet? It won't be too late to collect this one after I finish it."

Bi Xuzi shouted angrily: "Hands are on my body, if you don't paint, you don't paint!"

Seeing that he was so upright and confident, everyone lost their temper, sighed and walked away rolling their eyes.

Xu Chuilu hurriedly said: "Xuanjian has been poisoned, and it is difficult to use her internal energy, can I ask my uncle and ancestor to take her back to Jueqing—"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that her center of gravity was out of balance, and her yin and yang were upside down.

Bi Xuzi picked up one in each hand, and clamped the two of them to each other's flanks, the wind was blowing under his feet, and it was ten miles away in an instant.

The wind poured into Xu Cuilu's collar and teeth, making her shiver.

After all, Chisong Town is quite a distance from Youhuang Mountain, and she felt that Bi Xuzi's speed gradually slowed down, and her breathing gradually became heavier.

Xu Chuilu feels very guilty, she is a grown-up who weighs a hundred catties, and it is really a heavy burden to put such a burden on an old man.

At the foot of Youhuang Mountain, Bi Xuzi put her down, frowned and said: "This is the territory of Jueqing Sect, there is a disciple guarding the mountain every hundred feet, as long as you don't provoke the wild beasts in the mountain, there is no danger in walking back slowly. "

Xu Chuilu nodded again and again: "Disciple understands, you take Xuanjian and go first."

Holding Xuanjian in both hands, Bi Xuzi really left without disturbing the tits or falling into the woods.

As the old and the young traveled farther and farther away, her anxious heart had a chance to breathe.

She walked on foot with her pack on her back, and it took half an hour like this.The yin and yang on the body alternate, cold and hot - climbing the mountain and sweating, and the cold wind is pouring on the top, which is extremely exciting.

There was no burden when she came here, and going down the mountain was easier than going up. She didn't think the road was long, and she felt quite desolate after walking like this.

It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see all the small mountains.This means that the young Du Fu can write such lofty sentiments, but if he were an old man, he might not be able to reach the top.

Look, the old Cao Cao can only "face Jieshi to the east to see the sea". Although he doesn't know how high Jieshi Mountain is, it is definitely not as high as Mount Tai.

Xu Chuilu tried to encourage herself as an ancient man, but she couldn't stop her legs from being heavy like lead.

Walking to the mountainside, she suddenly felt something falling on her eyelashes, which was cold and crystal clear, and it melted when she touched it.

It is snow.

I almost forgot that today is light snow, and the towns below the mountain may not be covered with snow because of the high temperature, but Youhuang Mountain, a mountain that towers over the sky, is not born in vain.

After walking for a while, she felt that she was going to be hallucinated by the swirling snow.

Otherwise, how could you see a huge crow flying towards her?

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