Chapter 6 The land list rolls the wind, and the bamboo basket blows water in the air

Chapter 6 The list is blowing the wind, and the bamboo basket is empty (Part 2)

In the summer resort, there are heavy buildings flying and resting, and the roof tiles and windows are bright, and there are bright red ribbons everywhere, which are decorated happily. In the corridor, there are big red lanterns hanging, which seem to be a pair of charming eyes with peach blossoms, welcoming guests. The summer resort is warm in winter and cool in summer. I don't know how much manpower and material resources it took to build. The living water of Qionghu Lake is introduced in the big manor, arranged overlapping rockery, and planted willows fluttering with green silk. It is in the summer night sky. The starlight is shining, and the night in the courtyard smells of the intoxicating fragrance, luxurious and auspicious. A summer picture of a peaceful night.

Unlike the noise and bustle of the front yard, the cabin of the owner's house in the backyard is surprisingly quiet. The jingling stream hits the rockery and makes a naughty play like a child, playing the natural sound of the day, but the room is full of sad clouds.

"Little Sky! Are you telling the truth? That man's power was so domineering that he smashed the whole ring with one punch. That's too evil!" The voice is a little tired, and it seems to be a weak woman who has been suffering from illness for a long time. Listening to her voice, I'm afraid that a man will be soft and have a heart of pity and love.

Dugu Yantian sat on a high chair, swinging two lotus-like white and tender calves, put his head on the table next to him, nodded, made a heavy childish sound, and said, "Hmm! Cousin, I've said it a hundred times, don't ask me! That man doesn't have the blue-faced fangs in the opera, and his face is very white. He is exactly the type you like, hee hee! This time I cheated my uncle and helped him when he was not paying attention, so that I could make a good look!"

The young lady of the Dugu family is very strange. The children of any martial arts family in the world do not practice martial arts, but Dugu Waner is a natural weak image and does not like killing and fighting, but she has given birth to a national beauty and has fascinated many young men in the world since she was a child. When she was 14 years old, she had an accident because of her appearance. This incident was very big, and the court also sent out to hang the army, but there was no news in the most well-informed world afterwards. After she was rescued, she had a bad feeling about martial arts, but the Dugu family is a big family in the world. It is impossible to make an exception for her. Now it is a martial arts competition for her, and everything is strange.

Dugu Waner got the affirmation of her favorite cousin, and her heart gradually put down a lot, but she seemed to forget that the little guy ran away early. With a gentle sigh, the red candle next to him seemed to be extinguished with sadness. He went to the dressing table, sat down, picked up the sandalwood comb, and spread his tied hair. Three thousand green silk fell down like a waterfall, which was suffocatingly beautiful. The comb was combed down without any obstacles, soft as water.

The little boy looked up at Dugu Wan'er as if he didn't understand. The black gem shone with a cunning look, and his body suddenly took off his mouth. He put his arms around the picturesque woman's neck, kissed her face, and said with a smile, "Cousin, you are so beautiful. Don't get married, okay? My daughter-in-law."

This woman seems to have been used to the intimate action of Dugu Yutian. She touched the head of Dugu Yutian in her arms and whispered, "Xiaotian, you are still young now. You don't understand these things. Maybe you don't like the old sister when you grow up. In the future, you will find the woman you like. Your cousin is 18 years old and will have to get married.

"Oh!" Dugu Yutian blinked his eyes as if he didn't understand, and his mouth suddenly pouted. He broke free from her arms and said aggrievedly, "I'm leaving." He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, as if he wanted to wipe out tears, but he seemed to lack the tear glands. He sniffed and felt a little boring. He threw out the shoes under his feet and ran out with his tender white feet. When he left, he still said, "Cousin, I won't let my fierce brother-in-law enter the door, hum! "

Dugu Wan'er sighed quietly: "Xiao Tian! Why are you doing this! My sister's heart is already hard enough. Do you still want to abuse me like this? Dressed up with a fragrant comb, a short time later, an ordinary scholar with a white face appeared, secretly restrained the lead, like two people, even if they are familiar with it, how many people can find it!

Zhou Yisheng broke away from the boundless scene, and there was a boundless light in front of him, as if there was a suffocating water suddenly. Zhou Yisheng began to gasp, relax his tight skin, and looked at the surrounding environment, but it was an herbal room composed of many small cabinets, with a medicinal fragrance. Zhou Yisheng found himself lying on a clean bed, and then began to recall what had happened. Zhou Yisheng found that a large piece of his chest was torn. It was because his clothes were torn that he suddenly lost consciousness.

"You have been sleeping for a long time. Zhang said when he left. When you wake up, you will go to Dugu's summer resort, where he will wait for you." Outside the house, an old man with a white beard came in his hand, twisting a thick pipe, spraying a red tongue of fire, and emitting white smoke, but it was a faint fragrance, which smelled refreshing.

"Oh! Got it." Zhou Yisheng was also a little lonely and rarely dated people. He didn't have half the money on him. After getting Zhang Heihe's message, he lowered his head and went out, hoping that Zhang Heihe would pay for the medicine and let the old man not bother him.

Contrary to expectations, the slender cigarette rod stood in front of Zhou Yisheng, and his angry tongue was as uncertain as Zhou Yisheng's expression. Zhou Yisheng not only secretly scolded the forgetfulness of these Jianghu people, but also couldn't handle such a little thing well and showed a stiff and ugly expression. At this time, he was more like Zhang Heihe's characteristic face and asked, "Old gentleman, there What's the matter?

"You haven't paid the medical fee yet!" The old man with white beard spewed out a mouthful of smoke, and the fragrance was even stronger. The good smell could arouse appetite and breath.

Zhou Yisheng's face is even more ugly. It hurts the face of the reader too much. It's humiliating! He now has the impulse to pull out the seam and get in. He endured the pain and said with a bitter face, "Old gentleman, only this robe is the most valuable under my body. Can you make an IOU for a few days, or I will draw a landscape painting for you to offset the money!"

"No!" The old man with white beard took back the thick pipe, took a deep breath, and squeezed two words out of his teeth.

Zhou Yisheng looked at him like this and had nothing to do. He wanted to cry. It was really humiliating. If this matter spreads, his future career and reputation would be over. He resisted the impulse to escape and said with a little pleading, "Sir, what do you want?"

"I want a bowl of your blood."

"Ah! Blood, look, I'm so thin that I don't have many bowls of blood.

"Then I'll call it fast." The old man seemed to have taken the handle of the scholar's love and reputation, and opened his mouth to shout the patrol to catch him.

You can't go to the public court and die in hell. Scholars are like holy words, and Zhou Yisheng is no exception now. He quickly begged in a low voice, "Don't! Don't! Please. I'll give it, I'll give it." I don't know how many times Zhang Heihe has been slandered.

"Brother Zhou! You hide me so hard that I can't see that you are still a martial arts master!" Yu Qilin' Zhuge Yuren was still as beautiful as jade, with a little wildness. He looked at Zhou Yisheng in messy clothes with surprise, walked into the hospital and smiled.

Zhou Yisheng's name has spread in Chuyun City in the afternoon. Although he has never done it, his punch is so amazing that he can't even think of a name. What's more, he is still the first student who doesn't give face to his lonely family. Situ Yuren ate Zhou Yisheng's depression in the morning. Now that he looks at Zhou Yisheng, he naturally recognized the somewhat stubborn reader at a glance and came forward to ask questions.

Zhou Yisheng's face was not happy because he met an acquaintance, but more ugly. Although this incident happened, he could not be too rude. He arched his hand and said, "Brother Zhuge, I have something to deal with here. I'll talk about it when I finish dealing with it! "No!" Even if you give yourself a bowl of blood, you have to solve this matter quickly so as not to spread it and damage your reputation.

"It doesn't matter, we are waiting for you!" Behind Zhuge Yuren, a group of crowned women came out, but they were dressed as men. Looking at the woman's appearance, her eyes were also dim, and her voice seemed to be cutting a big stone, which was hoarse and unpleasant. But Yu Qilin, who can follow the first place in the prince's list, is not a simple person.

"Sister Liu, this scholar is poor and arrogant, and you will also be interested in him!" Xia Houyang is still hot-tempered, speaks in a loud voice, and doesn't care whether he will offend people at all.

"Look for a fight!" He punched lightly, as if he had no strength, like tens of millions of pounds of cotton falling to the ground. Although the force was erratic, it was absolutely strong. The punch seemed to be slow, but Xia Houyang seemed to see something terrible. A treasure knife pulled out of his waist and danced a few violent winds. He kept walking and withdrew from the pharmacy.

After standing down, he shouted with lingering fear, "Liu Qiaoyi, don't go too much. Although Mr. Tianji calculated that you are a fire phoenix, I am not afraid of you." Xia Houyang seemed to be a little angry and spoke sharply, with a little determination.

"Sister, your pear flower needle is too domineering, and you have no control. Sooner or later, there will be a big disaster. I will take care of it for you for three years. When you are advanced, you can control this baby freely. I am beg the elders in the family to take this pear flower needle to a higher level, and then the double happiness will come, and take a higher level on the ground list." Zhuge Yuren's hand slightly grabbed Liu Qiaoyi. The shadow of his palm seemed to be covered with a faint greenness. He penetrated into Liu Qiaoyi's shadow from the ground and seemed to be shrouded in some strange power. Zhuge Yuren's hand did not bang Liu Qiaoyi at all, but when the palm came back, there was a white pear flower. This pear flower has a little steel silver light, shining with a cold and cold light.

Liu Qiaoyi seemed to be a little wild cat with its tail stepped on. He rushed to Zhuge Yuren with his teeth and claws, shouting repeatedly and threatening, "Return my baby, you stinky guy, dare to rob my things. I'll go back to my master and burn your white clothes, let you bare buttocks and be a person. The little mouse shouted to be beaten. Her current voice is like the cry of an empty valley phoenix, like a fairy sound that washes her mind. After hearing it, she is a little reluctant to listen to it. Her threat to cooperate with this beautiful voice is not lethal at all.

"boring!" The old man with white beard in this hospital was also tough, perhaps ignorant. Looking at the struggle between several young people, he coldly spit out two words, extinguished the tobacco in the cigarette rod with his hand, pinned it to his waist, pulled Zhou Yisheng to the backyard, and was determined to release his blood.

"Oh! Senior, don't go!" Zhuge Yuren ignored Liu Qiaoyi's threat, turned around and left, caught up with the old man with a white beard, and quickly begged, "Senior, the elders of the family have repeatedly told the younger generation to please you. No matter how much it costs, you should also be a little cloud and fog fairy tea."

"Yunwu Fairy Tea?" Liu Qiaoyi immediately seemed to be a different person and stood aside obediently.

Not only Liu Qiaoyi was shocked, but even Zhou Yisheng and Xia Hou were stunned. Yunwu Fairy Tea is too famous in Izumo City. The price is more than a thousand gold and more cherished than the royal tribute tea, but I didn't expect that the old doctor could get it, but I didn't know whether it was real Yunwu Fairy Tea or an ordinary thing.

"Hmm!" The old man clenched the cigarette rod in vain, relaxed again, and laughed, "Only the old fortune teller can know my secret. That's all. Since he found the person, I'm not stingy." He poured down the cigarette rod in his hand and poured out a lot of soot. There was still some sparks on it. The white smoke curled out. After inserting the cigarette rod back into his waist, he said again, "The real cloud fairy tea is a divine object that only immortals can enjoy. The old man can't get it, but he still found a tea tree that has not yet grown into a climate. ke. This is also a great opportunity. The old man is old. If he enjoys it alone, I'm afraid he will lose more. Today, you are all predestined people, so I will give you the mark of the tea tree. Whether you can find it or not depends on your ability.

The hand holding the fireworks suddenly shook, and the grass ash flew with smoke, transforming into a fairy-white camellia, which got into several people's noses and disappeared.

"What does this taste like? It smells so good!" Liu Qiaoyi was suddenly intoxicated in it. Her eyes seemed to be stained with aura and looked at the little stars flying happily in the sky. At this time, she showed her nature, and there was no ordinaryness just now.

Xiahouyang's red face was like being sunburned all afternoon, red and black, closing his eyes and enjoying it.

Zhuge Yuren quickly woke up and respectfully saluted the old doctor.

Zhou Yisheng also inhaled the fairy-like camellia, and his heart was relieved. He seemed to fly to the nine heavens, with colorful clouds and cranes singing into the fairyland, but he soon woke up with an intoxicated face, as if he was recalling the aftertaste just now.

"Hmm! I didn't expect that the old man of Xuezong also wanted to come to pick up a bargain. Mr. Hua, do you want to go out to clean him up? The voice is neutral, but it is the beautiful prince who bet with Zhang Heihe.

"As long as he doesn't prevent me from capturing the Kowloon seal, it will be fine. Zhang Heihe, if he didn't tell me the news of that man, then I would ruin his brother's affairs and let him make a bamboo basket. The speaker seemed to be a high-ranking fairy, arrogant and didn't care about anything. He was very domineering, and his voice came from the void and was uncertain.