Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 4 A Chicken Soup

It looks like that bronze piece has melted into the palm of your hand? Xue Mu squeezed and loosened, repeatedly, but still could not detect the foreign body sensation, and there was no energy response, and he felt no use at all.

Maybe it takes a certain amount of energy to activate it? Xue Mu thought to himself.

Xue Mu has always been a very active and adaptable person. The first time he opened his eyes, he had been facing reality, trying to understand and integrate into the new environment. It's dangerous to mix with these violent women who don't take their lives seriously, but it's a good opportunity. At present, whether it is to understand the world or practice qigong, there is no faster way than to have a good relationship with this group of women. So the first thing to do is to gain their trust first, and then think about future things after you have a firm foothold.

Looking through the window, the blue sky outside the window is long, the blue sky is like washing, the warblers fly and the grass grows, fresh and refreshing. Xue Mu, who has lived in a modern city for more than 20 years, hasn’t seen such a suburban scene for a long, long time. Even in the suburbs, the sky is mostly shrouded in gray haze, which makes people feel depressed, not so refreshing. clear.

For Xue Mu, who has no relatives in this world, he feels that there is actually nothing to go through at this moment, it is nothing more than a change of lifestyle? After years of hard work, the net worth disappears with the wind, and the little celebrities are gone. What's to be regretted? In a brand new world, facing an unpredictable future, what can we worry about? It was possible to start from scratch in the past, and now it is also possible.

Xue Muyu let out a foul breath, and his mood became much broader. Looking around, I found that the surroundings were no longer mountain roads, and seemed to be on a flat official road. The outline of a city can be vaguely distinguished in the distance ahead, which may be the destination of this trip.

Yue Xiaochan was not far from the side, his clothes fluttering, walking on the grass. Xue Mu stared at her barefoot, making sure that she would never touch the ground, and only swept across the tip of the grass, like a butterfly through flowers.

The strength of this world is really high... The 13- or 14-year-old female doll looks very leisurely just like this, and I don’t know if full firepower can really fly? Then again, you are so awkward, why do you want a carriage?

As if feeling his gaze, Yue Xiaochan turned his head, grinned, and made a goggling gesture, as if to say: Look again, goug your eyes.

Xue Mu had nothing to look for, and pointed in the direction of the city: "Miss Yue, where is that?"

"Jingshi."

"Are we going to the capital for this trip?"

"Related to you?"

"I'm going to do the accounting for you."

Yue Xiaochan let out a "ha" laugh, floated to the car window, and looked at him for a while: "The complexion looks much better, and for those who were sick before, our medicine is really useful."

Xue Mu rolled his eyes secretly, and continued to have nothing to say: "Why doesn't the girl take the car?"

Yue Xiaochan bulged his cheeks: "Before Master counted how much our losses were in the South, I see those numbers have a headache, come out to relieve the boredom."

Xue Mu was stunned. When he was changing carriages before, he saw that there were no girl guards in the front and back of the carriage. Since you are bored, wouldn't you talk nonsense with them? As for flying on the grass alone?

As if seeing Xue Mu’s thoughts, Yue Xiaochan’s eyes were bent into crescents, and he seemed to find it very interesting: "It seems that you really don’t know who we are—why people dare to talk and laugh with us like you. I really don’t know if you are missing a string or are too ignorant."

Xue Mu leaned against the car window, tilting his head to look at Yue Xiaochan's loli-like face. There were a pair of shallow dimples on that soft face, which looked really cute. He shook his head and smiled: "Although I am indeed ignorant, I don't know how sacred your master and apprentice is. But I think even if I know, there is no reason to be afraid of talking to such a beautiful little sister."

Yue Xiaochan shaved his face: "Your mouth is hard, you wouldn't say that if you know who my master is."

"Then what is the name of the teacher Gao?"

Yue Xiaochan blinked, "She has the same surname as you, so she's not Qingqiu."

Xue Qingqiu? Xue Mu's mind flashed with the icy light in his beautiful eyes. He didn't feel that the name could match the image of such a terrifying master. Instead, he felt that the three flat voices were a bit uncomfortable. Don't be afraid."

Yue Xiaochan's eyes widened, he looked at him for a long time with the expression of a monster, and finally laughed: "It's...well, well, just don't be afraid."

I haven't heard of her, Yue Xiaochan, and she is quite normal. After all, she is only thirteen years old this year, and has not yet appeared in the arena, and there is nothing to boast about. But who is Master?

Xingyue has no color, **** hands wash Qingqiu. The world’s strongest master of the Hollow Void, the most mysterious and unpredictable Sect Master of Xingyue Sect, the super monster who killed Yingye, is the number one in the world in many people’s hearts. Although it is not fair, it is also recognized One of the strongest...In this world where all the people advocate martial arts and a hundred schools of preaching, Xue Qingqiu's name can almost cure a child's night cry. This guy really doesn't know which ravine came out of...

The so-called female guards are actually not guards, they are also disciples of the magic door. However, there is an insurmountable identity gap with a core protagonist like Yue Xiaochan. Few really dare to smile with her, even if she deliberately asks them to talk nonsense, she can only get a respectful response. Not to mention outsiders, either they are desperate with the "witch", or they are fascinated with a silly beep, or they are self-righteous fellows. Xue Mu's usual attitude has never been seen before, and found it very interesting. I couldn't help but smiled and said, "I look at you now, it's a lot more free and easy. I always felt that I had hidden a secret before, and my eyes were worried. What did it look like just now?"

Xue Mu smiled: "Since you are bored, how about I tell you a story?"

Yue Xiaochan's eyes brightened, and he said with great interest: "Good, good."

Xue Muyou said: "An old man selling porcelain bowls was walking on the road carrying a pole. Suddenly a porcelain bowl fell to the ground and broke, but the old man continued to walk forward without looking back. Passersby found it strange, Question: Why don't you even look at your bowl when it broke? How do you say the old man answered?"

Yue Xiaochan guessed with interest: "This old man is actually very rich and doesn't care about a bowl?"

Xue Mu shook his head: "The old man replied, since it has been broken, no matter how you look back, it is still broken."

Yue Xiaochan was startled, the smile that had been hanging around slowly closed, and he continued to meditate. It took a long time to speak: "A very interesting story, it seems to be a bit inspiring for my practice, thank you."

In another carriage not far away, Xue Qingqiu faced a few scrolls of silk, frowning, writing and drawing on paper with a pen. Her skill had reached the limit that mortals could not imagine. The conversation between Yue Xiaochan and Xue Mu was not loud, but they listened to her ears without missing a word. As Xue Mu's story finished, she and her apprentice were taken aback, and looked down at the silk book in her hand. She suddenly laughed as if she had figured out something, and the scrolls of silk suddenly glowed with blue flames. , In the blink of an eye, the ashes disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

A female disciple reported: "Sect Master, we are here."

The convoy came to a halt slowly, and Xue Mu got out of the carriage and looked up at the seal on the city gate: Tiandu.

At the same time, he suddenly felt violent air pressure rushing to his body, as if diving into an extremely deep water bottom, so that he could not breathe smoothly. Before he could even ask Yue Xiaochan next to him, he suddenly felt a heat surge from his palm, spreading to every inch of his body in an instant. The aura that he felt very stressful just now disappeared suddenly, on the contrary, he felt comfortable all over. There was even a strange sense of familiarity that came into my heart. Even the weeds by the city gate looked so cute at the moment, as if... as if they were back home.