Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 98 Special
"Is it special?" He raised his hand and rubbed her head, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he threw out a more thought-provoking sentence: "There will be more special ones in the future..."

Throwing down a jade bottle casually: "Smear this on." Turning around and walking out.

I don't know whether it was his sucking that sterilized the poison, or the medicine was very effective. Anyway, after applying it, her damaged wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye...

After half an hour passed, she had already prepared four dishes and one soup.And the wound on her finger has also healed, leaving only a faint pink mark, which is almost invisible unless you look carefully.

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Wu Jiuzi carried the four dishes and one soup on a tray to the main hall where Priest Kazama lived.

She even found a jar of wine, and she simply hugged it.

She decided to have a good talk with him.

It is said that it is easier to negotiate a business at the wine table. During eating and drinking, friendship is often established and a contract is signed...

Then she might as well use this must-kill move in modern communication.

However, she missed out again this time, the High Priest Kazama was still not in his hall.

The hall is empty, cold and frightening!
This high priest Kazama is really a contradictory figure. His palace looks so beautiful from the outside, and the outside is also prosperous and full of vitality.

The hall was so cold and solemn, it seemed like a gray-hearted person was holding on to laughter...

Wu Jiuzi couldn't think of how she could have such a metaphor, so she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

He has nothing to do with her no matter what, he is just a passer-by in the world of mortals in her future life, and she is a soy sauce in his life...

Intersect occasionally and part ways again.For the sake of her own life, she should hide as far away from him as possible...

She scanned the hall, where would he go?
Are you going to bask in the sun and float on the boat again?
Naturally, she didn't want to let her hard work go to waste, so she turned around and came out to look for it.

Just after leaving the gate of the palace, I heard a misty sound of the piano, tinkling, tinkling, as if coming from the water vapor in the lake, circling and dancing with the dancing Luohong...

Was this popped up by Priest Kazama?

Wu Jiuzi searched all the way along the music, turned around the Jiuqu corridor, turned around several halls, and came to the highest point on Piaomiao Peak.

It was an abrupt boulder, about 50 meters high, standing there like a hill, and Fengjian Liuxiang sat cross-legged on the top of the boulder.

With a Guqin on his lap, he played it lightly with his fingers, and the mountain wind blew his robe and fluttered backwards. He played like a fairy in the green mountains and clear waters——

The tune of the piano is not sad, it is clear and clear like a stream running in the sun, the sky is clear, there are white clouds floating slowly, and the wind blows up the fallen flowers, fluttering and falling on the stream, full of the spirituality of nature, as beautiful as the sound of nature.

Wu Jiuzi leaned under a big tree and listened leisurely.

That strange feeling came faintly from the bottom of her heart again, and she couldn't bear to interrupt it for a while.

It should be a kind of politeness to listen to the piano without speaking, right?

The sound of the piano stopped slowly, and there was still a lingering sound lingering in the air, which lasted for a long time.

Wu Jiuzi woke up from the sound of the piano, looked up, her heart skipped a beat.
Feng Jian Liu Xiang still sat there, looking down at her from a high position, the light in her eyes changed slightly, shining like the deep sea, she didn't know what she was thinking.

For a while, the two looked at each other up and down, and neither of them spoke.

(End of this chapter)