the heavens

Chapter 98
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Lu Fengqiu said with a faint smile, "My husband's skills are not bad either."

Lu Fengqiu could see that Lu Miaozi suffered serious internal injuries, and if he didn't cure him, he would die soon. If it wasn't for this person's deep internal strength, he might not have survived.

When Lu Miaozi heard the words, he smiled and said, "Little friend, are you here as a guest at the ranch?"

Lu Fengqiu said: "Poverty is a treasure land, and I was very happy to see this paradise, so I came in to have a look."

When Lu Miaozi heard what he said, it seemed that I could come and go whenever I wanted, not quite like a guest of the ranch.

But from the exquisite technique just now, Lu Miaozi can see that this person's skills are not bad, at least not inferior to him.

Although he has suffered from internal injuries over the years, there are not many people in the world who are better than him.

This person is only about 30 years old, but he can achieve this achievement, which is really extraordinary.

Moreover, he is quite proficient in the art of physiognomy. Although the brows and eyes of this person seem to be calm and breezy, and he doesn't care much about anything, there is a domineering arrogance hidden in it.

Even if this kind of people look harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but if they make a move, they will do it at their own will. It may be extremely vicious, it may be like a spring breeze, or it may be tyrannical, but it must be unstoppable .

Lu Miaozi was suddenly shocked by what he thought in his heart, and wondered how he could have the idea that this person was unstoppable, it was a very weird lie.

If it wasn't for this person's confident expression that made him think so?
Then Lu Miaozi denied this idea. If it is said that he has seen many people who are self-confident and even conceited, for example, Shi Zhixuan, the evil king who was famous all over the world, was a person who was extremely confident and even conceited to a certain extent. Compared with this one, the self-confidence between the two is different, and he couldn't figure out the specific difference for a while.

Lu Miaozi said to Lu Fengqiu: "I have lived here for nearly 30 years, and no outsider has ever dared to break into this place."

Lu Fengqiu smiled slightly, and said: "The old man should thank the poor Taoist."

Hearing this, Lu Miaozi said with strange eyes, "Oh? Why?"

Lu Fengqiu said: "The old man has lived here alone for nearly 30 years, and he is less human. The presence of Pindao and Xiaohua here will make the old man feel that he is still alive."

"Shouldn't the old man thank the poor Taoist?"

Lu Miaozi couldn't help smiling when he heard this, patted his knees and said: "Miaozai, Miaozai, my little friend has really relieved the old man's suffering of loneliness."

"The old man is very grateful to my little friend, but talking in plain language, isn't it obvious that the old man is too petty, so why not go to the "comfortable nest" with the old man and sit down and have a drink or two?"

After speaking, Lu Miaozi stood up and smiled at Lu Fengqiu.

Lu Fengqiu nodded and said: "That poor man would be disrespectful."

Lu Fengqiu followed Lu Miaozi into this "comfortable nest", and the sunlight faintly penetrated into the hall, making it even more apparent that the mahogany furniture is simple and unpretentious, leisurely and natural.

There are steps made of Phoebe wood at the corner of the house, leading to the upper floor.

The two walked to the second floor, the second floor was divided into two rooms by a screen, a round table and chairs were placed on one side, and the other room should be where Lu Miaozi slept.

The two sat in front of the round table, and Lu Miaozi filled the wine utensils on the table with wine.

"The six fruit juices are carefully brewed by the old man from six kinds of fresh fruits: pomegranate, grape, orange, mountain dregs, green plum, and pineapple. Let me express my gratitude, my friend."

At this time, Xiao Hua jumped onto the square chair beside her, straightened her waist, and sat on the square chair like a little adult, making a "Yo Yo" sound.

Lu Miaozi looked at it and said with a smile: "Miaozai, Miaozai, but I forgot to pour a glass for Lu Xiaoyou."

As she spoke, Lu Miaozi took another wine glass, filled it up, and placed it in front of Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua turned her head to look at Lu Fengqiu, sticking out her pink tongue, salivating.

Lu Fengqiu stretched out three fingers and said, "Three cups."

Xiao Hua was overjoyed when she heard that, put her hooves together, raised the wine glass and passed it to her mouth.

Lu Miaozi, who was at the side, couldn't help being amazed when he saw Xiao Hua's human nature, and said, "This little deer is really a spirit beast."

Lu Fengqiu raised his wine glass and took a small sip.

This six-fruit wine is indeed a rare and good wine. The fragrance of the fruit is completely integrated into the wine, so it's normal for Xiaohua to like it.

"When you are drunk with wine, what is your life?"

Lu Miaozi also raised his glass, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed.

But Lu Fengqiu said: "To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. If you don't look back on the past, you will not let the rest of your life go."

"Old man, the wine is good wine, but is the taste you tasted too bitter?"

Lu Fengqiu held the wine glass in his hands and said quietly.

When Lu Miaozi heard the words, he shook his head casually, and said: "This old man has a lot of bitterness and little joy in this life, otherwise why create a "comfortable nest" to deceive others."

"In the past 30 years, I have devoted all my energy here to building gardens. If there is no sustenance in this area, I am afraid that I will die early from injury."

"But in the past few days, I have been recalling the old hatred from time to time. This is a harbinger of the recurrence of the injury. The old man may not have much time."

Lu Fengqiu said: "If a person has the will to die in his heart, he may live or not."

Lu Miaozi sighed: "I've been injured for 30 years. That witch's Heavenly Devil Art is known as the crown of evil sects. Although I didn't take my life, it still kept me alive for 30 years."

"It's not that the old man has the will to die, but it's because the medicine stone is hard to save."

"At this moment, the old man feels much more at ease to have someone like a little friend listening to the old man's nagging."

Lu Fengqiu smiled and said: "The poor man never likes to owe favors, this Liuguo wine is not bad, my little flower drank the old man's jar of wine, the poor man has to pay the old man something."

Upon hearing that, Lu Miaozi waved his hands and said, "It's just a jar of wine, it's nothing."

Lu Fengqiu tapped back and forth on the table with both fingers, and said calmly: "The injury suffered by the old man may not be incurable, but"

Upon hearing that, Lu Miaozi suddenly turned around and said to Lu Fengqiu, "Just what?"

Lu Fengqiu said: "It's just that the poor way of saving people always depends on their mood. If they are in a bad mood, it means that the heavenly king Laozi has come, and the poor way will not save them. If they are in a good mood, even if the poor way sees the ants on the ground, they will also want to save them." Save me."

When Lu Miaozi heard the words, he couldn't help saying: "My friend's tone is not small. That witch's demon skill is not to be taken lightly. I ask myself that I have some skills in medicine, but it is difficult to cure it. How can I cure it? Is it just coaxing?" Be happy, old man."

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon Art is indeed extraordinary, but the poor are not easy to take. Believe it or not is up to you."

In Lu Fengqiu's eyes, Lu Fengqiu's confident appearance made him quite uncertain.

If he can live, no one wants to die, and the same is true for Lu Miaozi.

If you can't heal yourself, others may not be unhealable.

Lu Miaozi couldn't help but tentatively asked: "I wonder how you feel now, little friend?"

Lu Fengqiu said: "It's not good to have wine but no food."

Lu Miaozi heard the words and said: "What's the difficulty, my little friend is waiting here, the old man is going to cook some special dishes for him."

With hope in her heart, Lu Miaozi went downstairs, but the figure disappeared.

Lu Fengqiu smiled, only when he was on the verge of death would he know the beauty of life, Lu Miaozi could not resist this temptation, even if there was only a glimmer of hope.

Lu Miaozi is well-informed and cooks with top-notch standards, so he is naturally not to be missed.

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(End of this chapter)