At midnight.
In the medicinal forest, there was a loud croaking, like a wild cow mooing wildly.
The experts and guards who had been guarding the medicine forest all became vigilant.
Torches lit up the medicine forest in all directions.
"It is two inches tall, its body is as red as jade, its voice is like that of an ox, and it ignites when it spits out mist. It is indeed a red clam with red flames." Duanmu Yaoyao's big eyes were shining with unspeakable surprise.
Tang Jiabao glanced at the firelight swaying around him and whispered: "Seventh Senior Sister, let's escape first."
Duanmu Yaoyao said: "The speed is too fast. If I can lure it out, can you catch it?"
"Seventh Senior Sister, can you lure it out?" Tang Jiabao's eyes lit up.
Duanmu Yaoyao glanced at the place where the Red Flame Clam had just appeared, and said thoughtfully: "Although the Crimson Clam has a certain spirituality, it is still a poison after all. Leave here first, and I will prepare some medicine."
"good."
The two left quietly.
It didn't take long.
After receiving the news, Xia Qingshan and Jiang Rou rushed over to check the situation.
"Where is it hidden? And why does it stay in this medicinal forest and never leave?"
Xia Qingshan frowned, feeling a little helpless.
There was nothing he could do about Red Flame and Zhu Ha.
"Fortunately, no one was injured this time." Jiang Rou said softly.
"I'll be here to guard you. You go back first. I've prepared Monkey Wine and Wuquan Wine in the study. If Senior Meng comes to the house, greet him with those two jars of wine first." Xia Qingshan whispered. road.
"Be careful." Jiang Rou warned. She knew that at this time, someone must be kept in the mansion. Otherwise, if Meng Tiangang comes and no one is there to receive him, he will miss this great help.
"Um."
…
In the morning, the sky is bright.
Chu Xiu got up, washed briefly, and then went to the courtyard to practice sword drawing.
In the wooden scabbard is a white peach wood sword.
After becoming a disciple of Taoist Master Jiu, he began to practice the art of drawing swords day after day.
According to the wine Taoist, practicing the art of drawing swords can develop sword sense.
Chu Xiu didn't know much about sword sense. In his understanding, the purpose of practicing the sword-drawing technique day after day was to...'become familiar with it'.
Of course, his sword-drawing skills are not just about pulling the sword out of the scabbard.
Every time you draw your sword, it's a slash!
When he first learned the sword-drawing technique, Chu Xiu's sword-drawing speed was very fast; he could draw the sword three thousand times a day, easily.
As he became more proficient, the speed of drawing the sword gradually slowed down, until finally, he sat still for three months without being able to draw the sword.
Now, he draws his sword as fast as he eats and picks up vegetables, following his heart.
The sky is getting brighter and the morning light is shining.
Chu Xiu sheathed his sword, turned around and looked at the tall beauty standing in front of the courtyard door.
The eldest lady of Xia Mansion, Xia Chuxue.
"Is it useful to just practice sword-drawing?" Xia Chuxue asked. She had been looking at it for a while, but she didn't see any clues.
Chu Xiu pondered: "Just talking about the art of drawing swords does not have much artistic conception. You can try adding two words in front of the art of drawing swords."
"What?" Xia Chuxue looked at Chu Xiu.
"Zhantian."
"The art of slashing the sky and drawing the sword?"
"how?"
"Not at all." Xia Chuxue was speechless.
Chu Xiu chuckled and walked back to the room, "You don't understand swords."
Xia Chuxue's face twitched slightly, and she said to herself that I really don't know much about swords, but I know that even if you add the word "Zhan Tian" in front of the sword-drawing technique, without the support of true energy, it is just a wooden sword. The sword cannot cut through steel even if it is used ten thousand times.
morning.
On a peak of Lingshan Temple, two battles took place.
Meng Xiaochuan, Huitong.
Meng Tiangang, a one-punch monk.
Both battles were witnessed by no one.
When they were going down the mountain, Meng Tiangang and Meng Xiaochuan, the grandfather and grandson, one laughed boldly and the other was depressed.
"It's all a draw. You're smiling so happily. People who don't know better think you've won." Meng Xiaochuan complained.
He was a little depressed.
I thought I could win the battle as long as I used 80% of my strength.
But I didn't expect that,
That monk Huitong was no weaker than him.
Even if he unleashed all his strength, he could only fight to a tie with Huitong.
He even had a vague feeling that the Huitong monk, until the end, might have held back and not tried his best.
"How can it be so easy to defeat the masters on the Xiaoyao Ranking?" Meng Tiangang said with a smile, "I know the limit of the one-punch monk's strength. It is only a matter of time before he is completely surpassed."
"You can make progress, but others will remain stuck in their ways?" Meng Xiaochuan poured cold water on her coldly.
If in normal times, he would be very happy to see his grandfather so happy.
This time, seeing his grandfather happy, he felt a little depressed for no reason.
"You kid didn't win, so you think I can't win either?" Meng Tiangang squinted, this grandson is really a damn grandson.
Meng Xiaochuan stopped talking.
"Your grandpa, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't be the same as you." Meng Tiangang snorted and waved, "Let's go, grandpa will take you to have a good drink."
As he spoke, the speed increased.
Meng Xiaochuan thought about the fine wines in Xia Mansion, and his mood improved a lot, and he quickly followed.
"That person named Xia probably has something to ask of you, grandpa."
"A poisonous creature appeared in the Xia family's medicine forest, and they can't deal with it."
Yesterday afternoon, Meng Tiangang walked around the Xia Mansion and knew what the problem Xia Qingshan encountered.
At noon.
Lingshan County City, Xia Mansion.
The arrival of Meng Tiangang and Meng Xiaochuan made Jiang Rou extremely happy. She immediately took out the monkey wine and Wuquan wine that had been prepared in advance, and prepared a table of delicious snacks for them. Food and drinks.
"Enough!"
Through the jar stopper, Meng Tiangang could smell the mellow aroma of these two jars of fine wine, and his cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"This is specially prepared by my master for Senior Meng." Jiang Rou said warmly, "As for the Wangyou Wine, the hiding place is a little remote. I need to wait for my master to come back before I can get it for Senior Meng."
"Haha~, don't be in a hurry." Meng Tiangang laughed and already bought Hou'er Wine and Wuquan Wine.
He knew that the two jars of fine wine in his hand were equivalent to a deposit. If he wanted to drink Xia Mansion's Wangyou Wine, he must first help Xia Mansion deal with the poison in the medicine forest.
Take people's money and eliminate disasters with them.
This is a matter of course.
"Go and ask that boy to accompany me. After you finish drinking these two jars of wine, I will help you deal with the poison in the medicine forest." Meng Tiangang said with a smile.
"Short break?"
Jiang Rou was startled and nodded.
The courtyard in the east chamber.
Jiang Rou found Chu Xiu and briefly informed him of the situation.
"My brother is not here. The only one who can solve the crisis in the medicine forest is Senior Meng." Jiang Rou said softly.
Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment.
Before coming to Xia Mansion, Master Jiu Taoist once told him that the Red Flame Clam is a highly poisonous beast, and its toxicity is completely opposite to that of the Tianhuang Ice Silkworm.
The second purpose of his coming to Lingshan County was to capture this red clam and use it to make wine to neutralize the cold poison in his body.
But he didn't expect that neither the aunt nor the uncle in front of him thought of asking for help.
Even before this, it was not even mentioned.
"No, you're begging me to go drink with you now."
Chu Xiu secretly complained and followed Jiang Rou to the banquet living room.
