Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 129 Mrs. Hu

This is compassion to help the world,
But deceived and deceived the world of mortals.

The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, the butterfly startled the dream,
Take off the red robe and replace it with the old towel.

—— Mrs. Hu
Mi Luo stood on the side, watching Grandma Hu knitting the five-color rope.

Grandma Hu, as if she hadn’t seen Miro, took strings of different colors from the children one after another. According to the birth date of the person she was looking for, different colors were used as the basis to weave different strings. Shaped five-color rope.

The blessings of each of these five-color ropes are slightly different, but they are also the most suitable for the fate of these children.

After she weaved the last five-color rope and put it on the child, she called the children who were helping her back to go back, then slowly got up, looked at Mi Luo and said, "Young man, I thought your eyes were not good. He is very likable, and his temperament is pure and holy. He should be someone who has been in a high position for a long time and has no patience. Now it seems that he is willing to wait for the old woman to finish the job, and he is still a good person."

When Mi Luo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained that this was just a breakthrough, and it was caused by his inability to perfectly control his own changes.

Grandma Hu was taken aback when she heard the words, and said in surprise, "Didn't you come here specially to find the old lady?"

"What do you have... the flower in the mirror, the butterfly in the water?"

Before Mi Luo finished speaking, he saw one after another illusory colorful butterflies floating in the air beside Grandma Hu, dancing in the air, with colorful lights flickering, and faintly echoing singing, which made people unable to help being intoxicated in.

At the same time as Mi Luo exclaimed, clear light surged all around, and paper butterflies also flew out, forming an enchantment to defend against external influences.

"You also like to play with butterflies? It's just that your level is a bit low. These little guys are useless in front of my old lady, the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water."

Grandma Hu looked at the paper butterflies beside Mi Luo, and as her gaze changed, the paper butterflies folded out of the talisman paper turned into illusions one by one, and then looked at Mi Luo cheerfully, and said, "Come on, young man, tell the old lady , Why did you come here today?"

"Mrs. Hu, you are also a senior expert. Don't you think it's too much to cast illusions on me, a junior, to spy on my mind?"

A faint mirror light appeared in Mi Luo's pupils. Looking around, the illusory colorful butterflies shattered, and the only one left was on Grandma Hu's white hair. Its wings were colorful and bloomed in various colors. The brilliance, looks like an incomparably gorgeous butterfly made of brilliance.

"The companion treasure? It still reflects the real type. It seems that the six sense organs finally can't bear me, are they going to kill me to silence them?"

Grandma Hu looked at Mi Luo, her eyes were slightly cold, and a colorful light appeared all over her body, but she looked at the people coming and going around, sighed, and said softly: "Let's go outside to fight."

After finishing speaking, the butterfly above his head dissipated and turned into a fluttering fluttering, and the next second, Mi Luo was left with a mask on his face.

"What's the matter!"

Looking at Grandma Hu who was leaving, Mi Luo couldn't help but smiled wryly, but he didn't chase after her. He was very clear that this was a misunderstanding.

Grandma Hu, or Mrs. Hu, is a very well-known casual cultivator in Jingzhou and a former monk of Guilin Mansion Court.

It is said that Mrs. Hu almost became the director of the religious department of a certain county under the Guilin Mansion back then.

However, he was hunted down by the Guilin Mansion for killing the previous president of the Guilin Mansion Court.

But Mrs. Hu is very good at changing her appearance, and the accompanying treasure can reverse the truth to a certain extent. In addition, she used to work in Guilin Mansion and is proficient in various tracing methods. For three consecutive months, Guilin Mansion has no clues.

Although no one thinks that Mrs. Hu will be able to escape forever, there are still people with good deeds who nickname her Qianmian Madam, and some people call her Qianmian Granny because she likes to dress up as an old man after she defected. .

Just as the Jingzhou practice circle was secretly guessing how long Madam Hu would be able to hide, the envoys of the six sense organs who arrived suddenly stopped their pursuit.

After that, in less than two months, the envoys of the Six Officials completely withdrew their pursuit of Mrs. Hu.An announcement was also issued to clarify that the death of the president of the Guilin Mansion Court was due to an accident, and that Mrs. Hu's previous pursuit was a corruption and frame-up by insiders.

At the same time, the envoys of the Six Officials also defined Mrs. Hu's departure as a voluntary resignation, saying that if she was willing to come back, she would be able to arrange a job for her immediately.

As for the more specific situation, Mi Luo is not very clear, only that it seems to involve a certain scandal in Guilin Mansion.Anyway, before and after Mrs. Hu's defection, more than [-]% of the officials in Guilin Mansion were gradually relegated to the second line, or directly imprisoned.

Therefore, Mrs. Hu's behavior just now is likely to regard Mi Luo as the person who chased and killed him.

For such a situation, Mi Luo's most suitable action is actually not to care about anything, but to express his attitude.

The immediate change was just as Mi Luo had guessed. Madam Hu, who had left Wanshou County, felt a little strange seeing that Mi Luo hadn't come after so long.

But she was a little worried that this was a trap, so she asked someone to give a few words to the neighbors in the county, and then headed towards Yunhualin, looking for help from her old friend.

This also caused Mi Luo to be surprised and embarrassed when he came to the border of Yunhualin and saw Mrs. Hu.

He stepped forward to salute the junior, first he said to the woman beside Mrs. Hu: "Miao Youzong's inner disciple Mi Luo, under the order of Uncle Yun Changkong, came to deliver a letter, please help convey it."

Then, Mi Luocai said to Mrs. Hu: "I have seen Senior Hu."

"Are you a disciple of Miao Youzong?"

Madam Hu looked Mi Luo up and down, her expression relaxed a lot in an instant.

She is very clear that Miao Youzong is the immortal sect of Yangzhou, and unless there is a disturbance in Jingzhou or Yangzhou is involved, it is impossible for Miao Youzong's disciples to intervene.But her matter is obviously not to that extent.

Mrs. Hu, who looked a little embarrassed, calmed down and apologized to Mi Luo: "I was an old woman and I was too careless before, and I misunderstood my little friend. Please forgive me."

As he spoke, he bowed and bowed down.

The woman next to her was the Lingxiu who was in charge of Yun Hualin's communication with the outside world. When she heard the word Yun Changkong, she frowned and seemed a little displeased.

Seeing Mrs. Hu's attitude, the eyebrows eased slightly, and she asked a few questions curiously. Hearing that Mrs. Hu was trying to probe Mi Luo's mind, she couldn't help criticizing: "It's been so long since what happened back then, you should let it go."

Then, the woman apologized to Mi Luo on behalf of Mrs. Hu, and invited him to rest inside, and brought various spiritual fruits for him to taste.

During the period, the woman also explained to Mi Luo with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "I know the recipient, but she doesn't want to see things related to Yun Changkong, so I can only convey it on her behalf. As for whether she is willing to come out, or Whether I want to receive the letter or not, I can't guarantee it."

Hearing this, Mi Luo froze for a moment, then nodded to express his thanks.

(End of this chapter)