Chapter 223 Aju

Jiu Mozhi was originally a little disgrunted when he heard A Bi's words. After all, he was the national teacher of Tubo. His son was the object of respect even by the great lord in Tubo, that is, he came to the court of Song, Dali, Liao and Xixia, and the monarchs of various countries must also be saluted by distinguished guests. What's not to mention that he is Mr. Murong's old friend. When Mr. Murong came to sacrifice to the tomb, he didn't know it before and went out. That's all right. However, this servant did not invite him to the guest house in the main hall for a grand reception, but took him to a small maidservant's courtyard, which was really annoying.

However, when Jiu Mozhi saw that Li Shouyu's strength was not worse than himself, he endured it. Anyway, he was a friend of Mr. Murong. If he looked bad, it would be bad. In addition, A Bi's smiling face somehow calmed down a little. He couldn't help saying in his heart, "This little girl doesn't know anything. There are a large number of people, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as a maidservant and lose your identity?

Abi led the four people into the house, went to the hall, asked everyone to take their seats, and a male servant served tea and pastries. Li Shouyu picked up the tea bowl, felt a fragrance, opened the lid bowl, and saw a deep green tea floating in the light green tea water, like small beads, full of slender fluff. He was greedy, but he praised, "The taste of Biluochun is really the best!"

"What is Biluochun?! This is 'scrightening' mustard!" Abi heard Li Shouyu's words and couldn't help shaking her head and saying.

"The cave is green everywhere, and the spring fragrance of Biluo is thousands of miles drunk." Li Shouyu said, "It's so delicious, it's really the best tea!"

Duan Yu has never seen it, but when he heard Li Shouyu's words, he was quite curious. After taking a sip, he only felt that his mouth was full of fragrance and his tongue was full of saliva. Jiu Mozhi and Cui and Guo didn't dare to drink tea when they saw that the tea was strange. The four-color dessert is rose pine sugar, potato soft cake, emerald cookies, lotus root powder ham dumplings. The shape is elegant. Each pastry seems to be not made for eating, but for enjoyment.

Duan Yu praised: "These snacks are so exquisite that they must taste beautiful, but how can they be willing to eat them?"

When Abi heard Duan Yu praise the delicious dessert, her face suddenly smiled and said, "Sir, just eat well. We still have it."

Duan Yu ate one piece of praise and gave him a happy life. Li Shouyu was also greedy. It was indeed extremely crispy, with this mouthful of Biluochun, but it was really full of fragrance. But Jiu Mozhi and Cui Guo still dare not eat it. I'm afraid they haven't taken it orally!

And Jiu Mozhi was worthy of being born as a monk, and he was really patient. After waiting for a long time, Li Shouyu and Duan Yu tasted all the tea and four kinds of cakes, and praised them enough before saying to Abi, "In this way, please ask the girl to inform your sister Zhu."

When Abi heard this, she still replied to Jiu Mozhi with a smile, "A Zhu's Zhuangzi is away from here. It's too late to go today. The four of you stay here for one night. In the morning of tomorrow, I will send the four of you to 'listen to the perfume'."

Cui Baiquan asked, "What forty-nine waterways?" Abi said, "One nine miles, two nine miles, twenty-eight miles, and forty-nine miles thirty-six miles. You dial the abacus and come out. It turns out that in the area south of the Yangtze River, the road distance is always calculated in 19 and 29.

Guo Yanzhi has been calm and silent. At this time, he suddenly stood up and shouted, "Where do the relatives of the Murong family live? I came to participate in the village above Yan, not to drink tea and eat, let alone to laugh with you, but to kill and avenge, and to bleed to death. Since the surname has come to this time, he doesn't want to regenerate this village. Girl, please say that I am a 100-year-old disciple of Fu Niu Pai Ke, and I am here to avenge my master today. With a soft whip, he beat a red sandalwood coffee table and a Xiangfei bamboo chair into pieces.

Abi was neither panicked nor angry, and said extremely calmly, "There are always several heroes in the world who come to visit the prince every month, and there are also many fierce and vicious people like the old man. My little girl is not scared..."

Before she finished her words, an old man with silver hair turned out of the back hall, holding a crutch in his hand and said, "Abi, who is shouting here?" What he said was official words, and his voice was very pure. Looking carefully, the old man bowed his waist and bent his back, and his face was full of wrinkles. He was not 90 or 80 years old. Li Shouyu looked carefully and marveled at Zhu's amazing performance!

But Cui Baiquan left the chair, stood side by side with Guo Yanzhi, and asked, "Whose hand did my brother Ke Baisui die under?"

said in a hoarse voice, "Ke Baisui, Ke Baisui, well, if you live to 100 years old, you deserve to die long ago!"

When one of Yan came to Suzhou, he immediately thought of killing and cutting at Murong's house to avenge his teacher. He just took the blade for Jiu Mozhi and broke his spirit. Then he met such a naive and lovely girl like Abi, who was full of resentment and could not vent. At this time, he heard the old man's rude words, waved a soft whip, and nodded his head. His back heart is fierce and pitiless.

Seeing this scene, Li Shouyu stretched out his hand and cooperated with his internal strength to grab this soft whip and throw it back. He said, "I used to see you as a character, but I didn't expect to fight against such an old man! It's really a waste of martial arts. If you have a debt, you should find Murong Fu even if you want revenge. What's the ability to deal with such an old man!"

Guo Yanzhi's face was bloated and red. He didn't pick it up, and he didn't answer it, but he was still able to bend and stretch out, so he reached out to take the soft whip.

At this time, Jiu Mozhi said to the old man, "What is the name of this benefactor? Is it Mr. Murong's relative or friend?

Unfortunately, Jiu Mozhi's words to ask Azhu are in vain. Among Murong Fu's two maidservants, A Zhu is not as simple as Abi. A Bi seems to be a curved spring and can see it thoroughly at a glance, but A Zhu is full of changing his appearance. You should know that even the yellow pharmacist * in the era of shooting sculpture * is not like a real person, but A Zhu The transjugation technique is ingenious. And she is by no means a good woman with such skills, with a trace of naughty and cuteness, but it is not very simple.

Next, A Zhu pretended to be her husband, housekeeper and old woman, which was simply fascinated. Even the old Jianghu Jiu Mozhi, who had strong martial arts skills, was deceived. If it hadn't been for the fragrance of the girl, Duan Yu would have been kept in the dark. However, although Duan Yu looked a little stupid, he looked at women first-class, and soon found that these people were all pretending to be girls!

However, even the Buddha was angry. He was disguised as one person after another by A Zhu, but Jiu Mozhi couldn't help it any longer. He suddenly waved his palm to Abi and said, "I can't say, I'll kill a little girl in Murong's house first to stand up."

This move suddenly came, and Abi was shocked. She leaned down and hurriedly avoided it. With a sound, a chair behind her was split in half by this inner strength. Jiu Mozhi's right hand followed with another knife, and Abi rolled on the ground. Although she was fast, the situation was already very awkward. Jiu Mozhi's third knife has been cut off again. Abi turned pale with fear and didn't know how to fight against this traceless internal force.

A Zhu had no time to think about it and hit the Jiu Mozhi vest with his cane. She stood talking and walked slowly. She was indeed a 70 or 80-year-old old lady. She was desperate, but she was agile and light. I'm afraid that others would not think of it.

Jiu Mozhi saw through it at a glance and said with a smile, "There is a sixteen- or seven-year-old lady in the world. How many times do you want to deceive the monk?" With a slap, she shook the wooden stick in her hand into three pieces, and then waved her palm and split it to Abi.

Abi grabbed the table with her backhand in panic, leaned over the table block, and patted twice. A red sandalwood table broke, leaving only two legs in her hand. I looked around, but quickly threw away the corner of the table in my hand.

Unfortunately, Jiu Mozhi was unreasonable, and Jiu Mozhi split his palm again. At this time, a pure yang finger came first and fell into Jiu Mozhi's hand, but with a touch, which made Jiu Mozhi's finger pause, and the flame knife in his hand could not shoot out!

"The master's small punishment is that after all, there is no guest in the Murong family who comes to the master's house and kills a little maidservant first!" Li Shouyu looked at Jiu Mozhi faintly and said, "And isn't Mr. Murong a friend with the master? Isn't the master afraid of ruining his friendship with Mr. Murong?" At this time, Li Shouyu looked light on the surface, but how could Jiu Mozhi be indifferent?

However, what surprised Jiu Mozhi more is that the finger shot by Li Shouyu's finger is not a general skill, but the Yiyang finger of Dali Duan. After all, he has been to Dali once and has seen the power of Yiyang finger. In addition, it is said that this kung fu is the basis of the six-vein sword. How can Jiu Mozhi possibly I didn't pay attention, but I didn't expect that Li Shouyu would use it!

Jiu Mozhi knew that if Li Shouyu did it, but he was not sure to stay, he would return to his seat and said to A Zhu, "You girl doesn't have to pretend to be a ghost anymore. Who will be in charge of the affairs of the house? It's better to ask the people in the house who can make the decision to come and fulfill the original agreement with me. Mr. Murong knows it underground and will understand that his old friend will live up to the promise of the year.

A Zhu knew that although only Li Shouyu could compete with Jiu Mozhi here, looking at his appearance, he did not want to take care of this matter, but he frowned and thought about how to act, but smiled and said, "Okay! We believe the words of the great monk. The master's grave is a day away from here. It's getting late today. Early tomorrow morning, my sister personally sent the monk and Mr. Duan to visit the tomb. Five, please take a break and have dinner later. With that, he took Abi's hand and retreated into the inner hall.

After half an hour, a male servant came out and said, "Miss Abi invited four people to 'Listen to Yuju' for dinner." Soon, the crowd followed the manservant. I tortuous through dozens of feet of cobbled paths, bypassed several mountains, rocks and trees, and came to the water's edge. I saw a small boat parked under the willow trees. The male servant pointed to a cabin with four windows in the middle of the water and said, "It's over there." Five people stepped into the boat, and the male servant rowed the boat to the hut. In a moment, he arrived at the "Listen Rain House".