After the Tuo family left, Xianyan Xianzun relaxed his expression, looked at the ruins of the small building, and took a deep breath, "Tell me what happened?"
Si Chu protected Shui Miaomiao and made suggestions, "Can the Immortal wait until Miaomiao has rested for a while before asking?"
"You don't really think that Mr. Tuo Yan did something inappropriate to Shui Miaomiao, do you?"
Si Chu picked up Shui Miaomiao and said, "No, Miaomiao is smart and will not suffer a loss. Now that I have said that if Lord Tuoyan really did something, he would not be able to walk out of the Ancient Immortal Sect alive."
Si'an, you are becoming more and more domineering. Xianyan looked at Si'an and said, "Then you are still worried."
"Miaomiao's wound is open."
"You're really hurt!" Xianyan Immortal became a little more serious.
The fatigue after being exhausted made Shui Miaomiao nod feebly in Si's arms, and then he tried to hold himself up and said: "He kicked me and even belittled my figure. I will fight him to death, ah, it's true! Immortal!" Do you think I have a bad figure?"
What are you asking me for? Immortal Master Xianyan took a step back, I knew it! Could I possibly know! Well, maybe he does.
But Shui Miaomiao has no memory of that period.
Xianyan Xianzun coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, "Then you rest first, I will ask you later."
"Don't ask me!" Shui Miaomiao burst into laughter when he mentioned this. He grabbed the door frame and stopped Si Yan in his tracks, "Ask Jiucheng Qiu, if he hadn't been sleepwalking, would this mess of things have happened!"
Sleepwalking? Are you sleepwalking by yourself? Jiuzhongqiu, who had woken up early but had no idea what was going on, had to pretend to be asleep, was shocked. He didn't know he had the habit of sleepwalking.
"By the way, Immortal Lord, please check those books on the ground carefully." Shui Miaomiao suddenly remembered the reaction of the knife and reminded him.
The scattered books were put away, and after a while the messy small building was cleaned up, and after a while Jiuchengqiu was picked up.
This series of things will eventually come to an end, but I don’t know who is laughing and who is crying...
"Did Immortal Xianyan deal with the Nine-fold Chou?" Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but ask after not seeing the Nine-fold Chou for three days and seeing the soup brought by Sijun.
"Miaomiao, what are you thinking about? How is it possible?" Si Mi was amused by Shui Miaomiao's thoughts, "Mr. Jiuchengqiu is the disciple of the Immortal Lord."
Si Chu put the decoction on the table and motioned for Shui Miaomiao to come over.
"One of those books was poisoned by the Fallen Demon. According to that dose of Ninefold Vengeance, he should have gone crazy. Now he is just going to detox."
"Well, luckily we found it. Do you know who did it? Cai Zhi?" Shui Miaomiao recalled seeing Cai Zhi in Renjing Xiaozhu at that time.
"We can't be sure. Cai Zhi insists that he was controlled by someone and has no memory at all. Pan Xiaoshuang is still trying to get hold of Miss Jing Qiaoer."
"Alas." Shui Miaomiao sighed, this year had a really bad start.
"Okay, don't think about these things. Sit down and I'll take your pulse."
"I'm not feeling uncomfortable, why do I need to check my pulse?" Despite asking like this, Shui Miaomiao still sat down on the stool obediently and stretched out her hand.
"After all, I stayed in the Jiuchengqiu room, and I more or less inhaled some falling magic. I feel more at ease when I check my pulse."
"It's okay." After confirming, Siyu felt relieved and pushed the medicine bowl forward on the table, "Just drink two meals of soup and medicine and you should be fine."
Shui Miaomiao was already used to drinking medicine again, so she took out the candied fruit from Shui Yingyin and prepared it.
"Sijun, isn't your creed a good medicine but a bitter taste?"
Picking up the medicine bowl, Shui Miaomiao joked, with a heroic and righteous expression on his face, drank the medicine in one gulp, and quickly stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth.
Sibu's medicine was really getting more bitter every time.
"How long will it take to drink this medicine, Ninefold Chou! I really want to see his expression."
"Master Jiuchengqiu doesn't drink the medicine." Si Yan put away the bowl, "He inhaled too much, and there are other ways to quit."
"Stop it." Shui Miaomiao made a gesture, leaning back with a look of rejection, "I don't want to know your methods. Ninefold Vengeance will be treated like that after disappearing for a day, and it will be fine after disappearing for a few days!"
"Stop falling." Sibo chuckled.
This time it is much gentler than the Thunder Bone Devouring Curse, and at least there is no need to consume a bottle of Ten Directions Spiritual Milk.
"Actually, Mr. Jiuchengqiu also wants to thank you, Miaomiao."
"Me? I'm not the one who found the problem with the book, thank you!"
Si Yan suppressed her smile a little, "Miaomiao, you have to remember that Mr. Jiuchengqiu is a swordsman and does not use a sword."
After being stunned for a moment, Shui Miaomiao nodded solemnly, raised her hands, and swore, "I won't do it again if I speak openly."
Seeing that Shui Miaomiao understood quickly, the fourth child returned to the original topic, "In the book in question, there is a bookmark made of Konggu tree leaves. It must have been given by Miaomiao."
"The bookmark! He actually still keeps it." Shui Miaomiao was a little surprised, "I thought he would have lost it long ago because of his temperament!"
"Fortunately, Master Jiuchengqiu has not been lost, otherwise he would not be able to survive now." The fourth child looked out of the courtyard, through the door and window, seemed to see the empty ancient tree covered with white snow, and said with some emotion: "The Renjing Xiaozhu is here. This ancient tree has a long history and is used to ward off evil spirits and meditate. For so many years, no one has thought of using it as a bookmark. Thanks to the bookmark, it has resisted the effect of attracting evil spirits. It is a pity that after the book is opened, the bookmark also disappears. It turned into powder, and when Master Jiucheng Chou learned about it, he seemed a little sad."
"What's so sad about a bookmark?" Shui Miaomiao felt a little funny and said boldly: "Tell him for me, I will write one for him when he comes back." Shui Miaomiao bit her fingertips and thought Looking at the Ninth Vengeance who was wrapped up like a mummy, he had an expression on his face that he had a lot of opinions about but couldn't express, and he smiled brightly.
"Just write 'There is a sick cat inside, please do not touch it by strangers', but it will have to wait until autumn, and now all the leaves on the ancient trees have fallen."
"I will tell you the truth."
This winter, due to the incident in the back mountain, classes were basically suspended, so Shui Miaomiao lived a humble life in a small house in Renjing.
The snow began to melt, and Ninefold Chou still did not return to Renjing Xiaozhu. However, Cai Zhi and Pan Xiaoshuang were punished. Cai Zhi was directly expelled from the sect because of falling into the devil, and Pan Xiaoshuang was demoted to an outer disciple.
After feeling that things were finally getting better, news came that Fang Ci was leaving.
Going to the desert to experience? In order to understand the desolation, Shui Miaomiao picked up the dusty book "The World of Gods and Demons" again.
After learning about it, Shui Miaomiao worried about it for a day, thinking about whether to persuade Fang Ci that Ansheng could not survive and had to run to a dangerous place.
But after thinking about it later, Shui Miaomiao stopped thinking. This was the world of gods and demons. They were cultivators. They were like sailing against the current. If they didn't advance, they would retreat.
In order to be able to get married safely, didn't I start a life of practicing swordsmanship early and sword practice later?
I have no position to persuade Fang Ci, so I can only pray for his peace. I don't want to lose this lovely nephew... Oh, do I subconsciously regard Fang Ci as my nephew? After making such a fuss in the Discipline Hall, it seems that he can only be regarded as a nephew.
Well, nephew, may God bless you on your journey. I don’t know what Jing Qiaoer’s reaction will be. Will she wait for Fang Ci?
Forget it, I haven't worried about my own affairs yet, so I am too lazy to care about them. Anyway, if we are really together, as long as you don't ask me to be your mother-in-law, it will be fine.
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