It's getting late.
Yuquan Mountain, Xandaolu.
Yan Feiyan and Xiao Hongyu were gathering in the kitchen, preparing dinner together... Regardless of whether Li Su would come back to stay, they would prepare enough dinner.
As monks, they can refine the medicinal effects contained in food; therefore, within a certain range, their food intake can actually be large or small, and even if they prepare too much food, they will not waste it.
"Sister Yu'er, why are the noodles you make so much stronger than mine?" Yan Feiyan asked curiously.
She just tasted the noodles under Xiao Hongyu and found that the noodles were unusually strong and very delicious after entering her mouth.
"We have different methods of making noodles." Xiao Hongyu said with a smile.
"Method?" Yan Feiyan blinked, thought for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it different?"
With a smile on her face, Xiao Hongyu pulled out a small piece of dough from the dough and placed it on the chopping board.
"Watch it."
Xiao Hongyu stretched out his right hand and pressed his palm on the small dough.
Yan Feiyan opened her eyes wide and stared at Xiao Hongyu's right hand.
"Huh?"
Yan Feiyan let out a sigh, then squatted down slightly, her eyes level with the chopping board, staring at the flattened dough under Xiao Hongyu's right hand.
This time, she saw clearly:
Xiao Hongyu's right hand didn't move much, but the dough under Xiao Hongyu's palm trembled violently for a while; then it wriggled back and forth like an earthworm.
"This is it?" Yan Feiyan was surprised.
"Wortex Palm." Xiao Hongyu said softly, "This is one of my Wuxiang Sect's unique skills."
"It turns out it's a palm technique." Yan Feiyan suddenly realized it and praised with a smile, "This palm technique must be very powerful, right?"
"That's not true." Xiao Hongyu shook his head and said, "This palm technique is usually used in conjunction with the disguise technique."
"Disguise?" Yan Feiyan became interested.
"To be specific, this palm technique actually evolved from ventriloquism." Xiao Hongyu said with a smile.
"Bloody skills?" Yan Feiyan was stunned again, "What does this have to do with ventriloquism?"
Xiao Hongyu explained: "The ventriloquism practiced by our Wuxiang sect mainly lies in the tongue. At the beginning, our ancestor of the Wuxiang sect only knew ventriloquism and did not know how to disguise herself. Later, she was hunted down by the enemy and took refuge. Then, I had a flash of inspiration and thought, I can even change my voice, why can't my face change?
She began studying how to imitate the changes in other people's tongues when they speak, and wanted to deduce how to change faces. "
"She succeeded?" Yan Feiyan was curious.
"That's not true." Xiao Hongyu shook his head and said, "The Patriarch failed to succeed, but he firmly believed that it was definitely feasible.
The second generation founder of the Wuxiang Sect inherited the will of the ancestor and studied the art of disguise. "
"The second generation Patriarch must have succeeded." Yan Feiyan said with certainty.
"No." Xiao Hongyu shook his head again and said, "The third generation of ancestors created the Vortex Palm based on the ventriloquism inherited by our Wuxiang Sect."
"That's it." Yan Feiyan looked at Xiao Hongyu, "In other words, the tongues of you Wuxiang Sect disciples can be like your palms?"
"To be precise, the palms are like tongues." Xiao Hongyu corrected, making sure there was no mistake.
"He must like to eat noodles when kneaded with vortex palms." Yan Feiyan muttered.
"Really?" Xiao Hongyu's heart beat inexplicably faster. Li Su's appearance appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up a little.
"Maybe what he likes more is not eating."
…
The night gets darker.
Li Su was unable to spend the night at Tingxiang Jingzhai. He was kicked out by his third senior sister Hui Yi... in order to avoid suspicion.
"Shuang'er, do you know where Uncle Xiangxiu lives?"
Riding on the white tiger, Li Su played with the glazed golden bowl and asked casually.
"Tianfu Garden." Bai Ningshuang said human words.
"It's a bit late." Li Su glanced at the stars in the sky and said, "Go home and see your uncle tomorrow."
"Let's go to Yuquan Cave first." Bai Ningshuang suggested.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Su was curious.
Bai Ningshuang showed no expression and reminded: "You smell quite strong."
Li Su paused and sniffed silently. Two wisps of fragrance filled his heart and spleen... one belonged to the third senior sister, and the other belonged to the white tiger.
"I have been practicing under the guidance of Third Senior Sister, and it is difficult for me not to smell like sweat." Li Su explained.
Bai Ningshuang didn't reply. She knew that Li Su's words seemed to be talking to her, but in fact, she was talking to the person who might exist secretly.
"Let's go to Yuquan Cave first." Li Su gently stroked the tiger's neck, thinking that he would have a good talk with Shuang'er after entering Yuquan Cave.
Bai Ningshuang exploded with speed, running like thunder.
She didn't really feel that the smell on Li Su was strong, it was just that she knew that Li Su was listening to what Xiang Jingzhai was doing, and now he was riding on her again, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
After a while, a man and a horse arrived outside Yuquan Cave.
"There seems to be a smell of blood inside..." Bai Ningshuang stopped her four paws and stared at the deep entrance of the Yuquan Cave, surprised by the sound transmission.
"The smell of blood?" Li Su was startled.
"There is still a faint breath." Bai Ningshuang continued to transmit the message.
"You wait here first." Li Su whispered, and his figure flashed, and his whole body turned into a blood-red snake in an instant, and swooped into the Yuquan Cave.
Beast transformation, blood dragon.
"He..." Bai Ningshuang opened her white tiger eyes in shock.
The deepest part of Yuquan Cave.
After Li Su saw the scene in the pool clearly, his pupils shrank sharply and he returned to his human form in an instant.
Beside the pool, there was a bright red dress and a pair of shoes and socks.
In the pool, a stunning naked figure floated.
Wu Yao.
The jade spring water that originally shone with golden light was now stained with blood.
A shocking wound opened on the palm of Wu Yao's right hand.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she looked like she had lost a lot of blood.
The eyes were half-opened, and the breath was weak, like a gossamer.
Or she was too weak, her half-open eyes met Li Su's gaze, but she didn't react at all.
"You... committed suicide?" Li Su looked in disbelief.
Wu Yao's lips trembled slightly but did not make any sound.
"Isn't that true?" Li Su glanced at Wu Yao's right hand. He remembered that at the Qixing Lake, Wu Yao used this hand to perform the Monkey Stealing Peach.
At this moment, there was a shocking gash in the palm of this hand, which looked very much like a sword wound.
The blood in the pool obviously came from this wound.
Wu Yao's lips trembled slightly again, but still did not make any sound.
"It's really unnecessary." Li Su couldn't help but persuade him, "I was wearing clothes at the time."
Wu Yao's eyelids drooped.
"She must have lost too much blood and no longer had the strength to speak." Bai Ningshuang, who had returned to her human form, quietly came to Li Su's side, looked at Wu Yao in the pool, and guessed.
"Loss of blood..." Li Su suddenly realized, thinking that it was no wonder there was no reaction at all. He ordered, "Go and help her up."
"Me?" Bai Ningshuang was surprised. Has this man changed his gender? Why don't you take advantage of this situation?
"It's not you, is it me?" Li Su said angrily, "Don't you know the difference between men and women?"
Bai Ningshuang: "???"
When you ride me, why don't you say there is a difference between men and women?
