Early the next morning, Wang Shuyue cooked porridge and rice and dressed up alone in the mirror.
Zhao Qing watched quietly from the side, waiting for his wife to eat together.
Ever since he told about his appointment with Zhou Xiaoyi, his wife has often sat in front of the bronze mirror in a daze.
Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head. He went to the courtyard to serve the food and brought it into the bedroom.
"Shu Yue, eat first."
The beloved wife pressed her face against the bronze mirror, looked up and down at her new eyebrow shape, and said, "It will be done soon."
"Husband, I have polished the cedar powder. Please help me get some fragrant roots and bell peppers."
"The fragrant root is under the south wall of the quiet room, next to the ephedra."
"The bell peppers are in the wooden cabinet in the west wing, placed with the oil and salt."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly, knowing that his wife would make scented dew later, so he got up to get the ingredients.
Until this time, Zhao Qing sat in the courtyard and took a nap... to regain his consciousness.
Wang Shuyue came to the courtyard with a paper umbrella and said, "Husband, I've packed it up!"
"Hmm...huh?"
Zhao Qing regained consciousness a little, and dimly saw his lovely wife under the umbrella smiling at him, very charming.
His mind suddenly wandered, and he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.
It seems that it is not much different from not dressing up...
Zhao Qing grinned: "Shu Yue is so beautiful today, my husband is stunned... I wish you could smile like this more often."
The beloved wife was instantly overjoyed.
She put down the paper umbrella, pulled Zhao Qing into the bedroom, and helped him change into a robe.
He also helped him arrange his bun and spread all his hair.
Finally, he took out the fragrant dew, poured it into the palm of his hand, and patted it on his body.
After two sticks of incense, the couple left Zaofang hand in hand.
They took the official road at the foot of Shouyun Mountain and went straight to the east square of Danxia City.
At noon in autumn, the sun was still a little hot, and the silhouettes of the two people merged with the shadow of the umbrella, like a light boat rippling on the official road.
Zhao Qing held the paper umbrella, while Wang Shuyue held his arms with both hands, raising her pretty face from time to time and silently staring at the figure shielding herself from the sun.
"Husband, winter will begin next month. Let's go to Beifang to buy a heater?"
Zhao Qing nodded gently and reached out to touch his beloved wife's green hair.
She then said, "No, I have to buy two."
"Why?"
"It's not easy to dissipate heat in the cellar. We can put a heater in the cellar. And Shuyue has already cut the leopard skin, which can also be placed in the cellar as a blanket."
"This way, my husband won't feel cold when he practices."
Zhao Qing nodded helplessly. He wanted to say something. In fact, after the middle stage of Qi refining, cold and heat have no effect on the monks.
But if you think about it carefully, it’s still your wife’s decision.
Shuyue hasn't left the kitchen for a long time, so it would be nice to take her around more.
However, before he had taken a few steps, he heard his beloved wife speak again.
"No, buy three seats."
"Your junior sister Gu will also be cold."
Zhao Qing lowered his head to look at his beloved wife, only to see the corners of her lips pursed slightly, her eyes turning slightly, full of arrogance...
This time when I went out, I wasn't as anxious as before.
The two of them walked aimlessly, shopping at the street stalls in Dongfang for more than an hour.
During this period, Zhao Qing randomly found a pill shop and sold a lot of Baohua Jade Dew Pills for the price of eight spiritual stones as expenses for this trip.
Anyway, the elixir material is not his own, so it is regarded as a loss in elixir refining.
Therefore, he sold it at a discount without feeling distressed at all.
Wang Shuyue lowered her head and wandered in front of various stalls selling military tactics, and finally looked at her husband eagerly.
"Husband..."
Zhao Qing turned back to look at his wife.
"Shu Yue wants to practice swordsmanship so that she can help her husband in the future."
Zhao Qing felt warm in his heart after hearing this, nodded slightly and said, "Then I will choose a sword art for you."
He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Shuyue must have been influenced by the book "I Fight with the Way of the Sword"...
However, Shuyue had suffered a lot before following him, and she had never made any demands.
Although she occasionally gets a little temperamental, she can definitely be regarded as a diligent and thrifty wife.
Zhao Qing picked at the stalls and finally chose a sword art called "Xiu Luan Sword".
I paid sixty spiritual stones directly without negotiating the price.
He also added thirty spiritual stones and bought a mortal soft sword, which he stuffed into his wife's hands.
Wang Shuyue held the soft sword in her hand and danced it gently, with uncontrollable joy in her eyes.
She put the Jianjue and Ruanjian together into the storage ring, and took Zhao Qing to buy a lot of story books before gradually calming down.
When the two of them reached the end of Dongfang Long Street.
Zhao Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he saw a familiar figure from a distance.
It was a stall selling talismans.
His spiritual perception is clear, and there is no doubt that the middle-aged stall owner is at the seventh level of Qi refining.
Happy!
Is he back again?
Zhao Qing thought silently for a moment before choosing to go over and say hello.
If it weren't for Le'an's golden light talisman, he might have died long ago.
He took out ten precious flowers from the spiritual ring and put them into porcelain bottles, intending to exchange them for some talismans.
In fact, it is more appropriate to forge the magic elixir for Lean, but he has to take it himself...
Moreover, Le'an's wife is not of a high level, so Baohua can also use her.
Zhao Qing lowered his head and said to his wife: "Shu Yue, follow me. Let's go there."
"It's Fellow Taoist Le'an. I mentioned it to you when we lived in Beifang."
After a while.
Zhao Qing and Wang Shuyue were already standing in front of the stall.
He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Le'an, long time no see."
The middle-aged man raised his head in surprise and recognized the person, but the look on his face was a little strange.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
"I didn't expect that after just a few months of not seeing each other, Fellow Daoist Zhao would already have entered the late stage of Qi refining!"
Zhao Qing smiled and did not answer, but instead said: "This is Shu Yue, Zhao's wife."
Wang Shuyue obediently bowed and said, "Shuyue has met the music master."
Zhao Qing glanced around and didn't see the little bald head from before. He thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions.
"Fellow Daoist Le, Zhao said before that he would bring you some elixirs."
"It's just that I didn't see your stall last time I came to Dongfang. Fortunately, I brought it with me today, otherwise I might have broken my promise."
He said and placed the porcelain bottle in his hand on the stall.
The other party is in the late stage of Qi refining, and he knows the value at a glance with his spiritual consciousness, so there is no need for any introduction.
And even if you lose money, you just lose money.
For the Le An in front of him, Zhao Qing didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage.
Le An chuckled and shook his head, picking up the porcelain bottle.
"There was something going on in the pavilion before, so I went to Nanze. It happened that a market opened there, so I stayed there for a while."
That's it...
Went to Nanzefang City to sell things...
Zhao Qing suddenly looked startled. Is there something going on in the pavilion?
Isn't Le'an a casual cultivator?
What kind of monks are there squatting on the street stalls every day?
Zhao Qing already had the answer in his heart.
"Zhao has never met fellow Taoist Le'an in Huanyu Pavilion, and he never thought that fellow Taoist Le'an is also from Huanyu Pavilion."
Le'an waved his hand gently, leaned over and picked five talismans.
"This is normal. We basically don't go to Fellow Daoist Xu."
He didn't mention it further and handed the talisman in his hand to Zhao Qing.
"I can only make some golden light talismans at the moment. I still need to study more advanced talismans."
"These talismans are for self-defense for my brothers and sisters."
Zhao Qing cupped his hands and thanked him.
Wang Shuyue's eyes were full of smiles, she took the talisman offered by the other party with both hands, bowed and saluted again.
After a few more pleasantries, Zhao Qing said that he had to go to Beifang to buy something and say goodbye to Le'an.
He took his wife walking on the streets of Beifang.
My heart is full of curiosity.
There is a monk from Huanyuge Pavilion in Shuyue's village, and he must be the one who was at Niuweigang that night.
And there are also ones in other villages...
There are some in Dongfang, some in the city, and maybe some in Beifang too.
But they are all similar to casual cultivators, blending in perfectly with the crowd.
What kind of plane are you doing?
Chu State has never heard of this sect, but its members are everywhere...
It's like watching everyone with one eye, but the key is that the information Huanyuge Pavilion sells is very unreliable.
It’s also extremely expensive.
He immediately remembered that he had reminded Lean to pay attention to the unusual movements in Shouyun Mountain... He didn't know if there was any news from Huanyu Pavilion at that time.
Zhao Qing suppressed the curiosity in his heart. It wouldn't hinder him anyway, so he didn't need to care too much.
I'm just waiting to see Zhou Xiaoyi when I can, so I can inquire about it.
