Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 287

I don't know how long it took before Li Xuandu's voice resounded again. In that icy string-like voice, it was no longer as relaxed as before, but heavy and as silent as death.

"Liu Niang can be trusted as a witch?" He asked, almost instantly, his person suddenly became gray and silent, and the whole room also became a little darker.

"Witch?" Qin Su murmured again, inexplicably thinking of where she came from, there was an instinctive repulsion in her heart, and she frowned: "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

Li Xuandu's gray and silent eyes drooped, he raised his hand to caress the table in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "There are witches in my Tang country, and the national teacher is the great witch, who is the most noble and greatest person in the country. The master lives on top of a hidden mountain, and usually, is not known to outsiders."

He seemed to be touched by something suddenly. Although his tone was cold, his expression was full of emotion, and he seemed to be trapped in memories. His eyes were fixed on the table, his body was straight and motionless, and even his hair was quiet. Draped on the shoulders, like a most beautiful sculpture.

"When I was born, the great witch had a dream, dreaming that the land was cracked, landslides and floods rose, and the great rivers and mountains of my Tang Kingdom were destroyed in an instant." Qinglingling's voice seemed mysterious but not mysterious, Li Xuandu's expression was calm, From a distance, it seems to be talking about other people's affairs, "So, when I was born, I was regarded as a murderer of the country's fate."

Qin Su looked up at him.

Standing beside him, he looks like a stream of Tsinghua University circulating in the room, but also seems to be abandoned by the world of mortals, leaving behind the world and being independent.

So lonely, so lonely.

Qin Su suddenly felt aggrieved.

Even though she once wished him to die, even until now, she has not let go of this thought, but she never thought that such an outstanding figure could be some kind of murderous thing.

It's almost like a monster.

"What do you believe him to do?" Qin Su said lightly, with a trace of disdain in her tone, "It's just false threats. If you believe it, you are stupid."

Isn't she herself a person similar to a "witch"?
Talking about things all day long, claiming to be able to predict, is actually just taking advantage of a rebirth.Even so, not all those people or things obeyed her arrangements. There are many things that can be changed with just a few words of mouth?
"You don't believe me?" Li Xuandu looked at her, but he didn't look surprised, instead, he understood a little bit, his lips parted, showing a smile, "That's right, you rely on art, Ziwei Doushu The result is obtained through permutation and calculation, which is indeed different from the witches in our Tang Kingdom."

Qin Su lowered his head and rolled his eyes at the nine fresh fruits on the celadon plate.

Forget it, she won't explain, this person can think whatever he likes.

"Witch, it's also a secret." After being interrupted by Qin Su, Li Xuandu's voice became gentler at the moment, not as cold and silent as before, "In the Tang Dynasty, most of the witch's prophecies came from dreams. Wu Dream, never made a mistake." After a pause, he smiled as if mocking himself: "Not once."

Qin Su looked up at him with a more serious expression.

"Did you really not miss it? Didn't miss it once?" She asked, her clear and indifferent voice was as soft as the wind blowing on her face.

Speaking of which, since there is such a thing as her rebirth in this world, perhaps those strange words may not be untrue.

Li Xuandu nodded slowly after hearing the words: "Yes, there has never been a single mistake. At least as far as I know, there has never been a single mistake."

Qin Su let out a "huh", turned her head to think for a while, and then asked: "That's why, Mr. Lang stayed away from his homeland and lived in Dachen. Is it to avoid disaster?"

"Yes, and no." Li Xuandu replied, took a few steps forward with his long legs, sat on the other side of the table, then raised his hand and pointed to Jiuxianguo on the table, the smile on his lips suddenly The spring breeze is blowing across the temples, so gentle that it can almost melt away the ice and snow.

"You should love this fruit, so eat it." He stretched out a hand with well-proportioned joints, like a hand carved by the most skilled craftsman, and pushed the fruit plate towards Qin Su's direction, with a smile on his lips. Butterfly wings touch people's hearts lightly.

Qin Su turned her head halfway and picked up a fruit.

She didn't want to see this man any more.

Look at it once, and be discouraged once.

She thought that her appearance was considered stunning, but in front of this person, she knew what the difference between cloud and mud was.

With some inexplicable emotions, Qin Su threw the fruit into his mouth half angry and half depressed.

Small noodle fruit, soft in the mouth, sweet and fresh, fried with shrimp, sweet potato and flour balls, each fruit is no more than the size of a thumb belly, one bite, delicious abnormal.

"How?" Li Xuandu's clear eyes stayed on Qin Su's face, as if he fried the ball, and he, the cook, was waiting for Qin Su's judgment.

Qin Su nodded, and gave a solid comment: "It's delicious."

Delicious indeed, at least to her liking.

The smile on Li Xuandu's lips deepened, and the eyes that could change the color of the world with laughter seemed to be unable to contain the joy, and it burst out of the brows, so he called the world and all things into one. It's spring.

The spring breeze blows the flowers on the temples to warm themselves, and the dawn comes with fragrant pistils and dew blooms.

Qin Su's mind unexpectedly came up with this line of poetry, and soon his heart turned gray again.

Forget it, why is she betting against a monster?

"It's delicious, Liu Niang might as well eat more. If it's not enough, I'll ask someone else to make it." Li Xuandu seemed to be overjoyed, and seemed to be the most hospitable host. The teacup in front of Su was full.

Qin Su was flattered.

It is said that the grace of a beauty is the hardest to bear, and she has experienced it now.

She turned her gaze away without a trace, and glanced at him.

For some reason, she felt at this moment, as if she saw the majestic Guanyin, and suddenly sat down and pulled her to gossip about family affairs.

"Thank you." After a while, she remembered to thank Li Xuandu, and picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The tea is mellow, with a hint of sweetness, which just relieves the greasy oily fruit.

Fruit is a good thing.

Qin Su had seen a lot of good things in her previous life, so now she knows that this tea is a special product of the Tang Dynasty.

However, she didn't think there was anything strange about it.

A person who can make a big witch dream at birth is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary person.Now Qin Su was looking forward to it, not knowing what Li Xuandu would say next, so as to give her more clues to deduce.

Li Xuandu slowly poured half a cup of tea for himself, and then he put down the teapot, held the cup in his hand, stared at the light blue tea in the cup, and said in a low voice: "Because my life is not good, so after I was born Not long after, my mother... father passed away, and my father... was very scared and wanted to kill me. However, the witch said, I can only die by fate, but not by external force, otherwise it will be rebellious Heavens, it’s not good for my family. So I was taken to the mountains by the witch, until I was 16 years old, the witch had another dream.”

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