Recalling the auction an hour ago, as soon as the "Tianxincao" was presented to the auction table by the attendant, she felt an indistinct, unique aura that belonged to the moon. The aura was very weak and mixed with many stocks. Among the breath, it was difficult for Jiang Qingyu to distinguish its source.
She can sense it keenly because she has Yuelinggen.
The Guiyue Technique amplified her perception, making her extremely sensitive to the aura that belonged to the same origin. The moment she was quiet was to identify the source of this aura.
After discovering that it was emanating from the "Tianxin grass", Jiang Qingyu looked at this vague-looking grass. Its leaves were long and slender, with only five leaves. They were slightly curled because of withering and yellowing. The seedlings were not big. It’s hard to believe that it actually lived for more than two thousand years.
Just as she was observing carefully, a waiter opened the diagonal window. Directly opposite the window was the glazed stone wall of the VIP box. The moonlight was refracted and fell on the leaves of the spiritual grass, and the silver-white silk threads were exposed in the opposite direction. Jiang Qingyu.
At that time, the guests around Jiang Qingyu were not interested in the disguised evening primrose. They were all either whispering to each other or watching the show, which indirectly benefited Jiang Qingyu.
Soon the waiter closed the window, and the moonlight disappeared, and the evening primrose returned to its original state. During this long minute, no one except Jiang Qingyu discovered the mystery!
Bai Xun didn't believe it that God was chasing Jiang Qingyu to feed him.
The right time, the right location, the right people, his little junior sister had them all taken advantage of.
After hearing the story, Bai Xun couldn't help but lean on the soft couch, pinched the bridge of his nose with his right hand, and sighed for a while: "Blind, everyone is blind, the blind spot is good!"
After he finished speaking, he picked up the evening primrose on the table and looked at it carefully. Without the moonlight, it was really just an ordinary Tianxin grass.
Ordinary evening primrose is similar to Tianxin herb. Even if they are not illuminated by moonlight, one of their leaves will have a silvery white line on it. The characteristics are obvious, and anyone who is not blind can identify them.
The one Xiaoyu photographed is very special and needs to appear under specific conditions, that is, under the moonlight.
The person who saved it valued it very much and kept it sealed in a box to reduce the loss of spiritual energy. Therefore, the evening primrose perfectly concealed its noble identity.
"Brother, do you think it can still survive?" Jiang Qingyu suddenly thought.
After hearing this, Bai Xun decisively injected a ray of spiritual energy into the evening primrose, closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again, his brows relaxed, and his tone was slightly cheerful: "It still has some vitality, maybe because it is old and stubborn."
"In this case, you might as well take it back to Wuya Sword Sect and plant it. Master has a lot of experience in planting. If it survives, maybe some new seedlings will grow. Well... even if it doesn't survive, it can still be used as medicine, right? "
"That's what I meant!" Bai Xun put the evening primrose back into the wooden box. After thinking about it, he sprinkled some spiritual springs and spiritual soil on the roots of the evening primrose that his master, Wu Lingjun, had used for watering when planting. He hoped that these Can hang its life.
Bai Xun felt that the person who sent the auction might have done the same thing, and the result was obvious, but others were others and he was him. He did everything he could and just resigned himself to fate.
No matter what happens... Bai Xun turned his head and looked at Jiang Qingyu, who was concentrating on reading the information about evening primrose in ancient books. The scene of the grandfather incarnate in the heaven chasing after the small fish to feed food suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was shocked. Quickly look away.
Just now, he actually felt that with Xiaoyu, a moon spirit root that was closely related to the moon, how could Evening Primrose have to live with dignity?
It's so strange, how could he have such an idea.
Bai Xun muttered a few words, said good night and went back to his room to rest, leaving Jiang Qingyu alone to continue immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
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"The eldest lady is gone?" As soon as Song Shu stepped into the threshold of box No. 3, he saw Gu Zhizhou, who was slumped on the imperial concubine's bed with a look of despair. He was looking in the direction of the door, exuding an aura of resentment.
As soon as a small corner of the moon-white clothes showed up by the door, Gu Zhizhou saw it out of the corner of his eye. He immediately stood up and rushed to the door. He pointed at Luo Heng, who had half of his feet in the air, and said aggrievedly: "You are so unreasonable, you beast." !”
Seeing a smile on Luo Heng's lips, he was as angry as a firecracker being lit, and he was sputtering word after word: "You know that Miss Jiang is difficult, but you still pushed her to me alone, and you ran away to hide and relax!"
All the attendants were sent to rest half an hour after the auction ended. There were only a few bright lights in the venue and there was no one around.
Seeing this, Luo Heng blinked his eyes, took back his feet that had fallen in the air, stood outside the box, spread his hands and said helplessly: "You really wronged me, this time is really not my idea, if you don't believe me, go and ask." Book!"
Gu Zhizhou turned around suspiciously and looked at Song Shu, who had already sat down to drink water calmly. With his thin figure and upright and innocent face, he asked incredulously: "If it's not him, could it be you!?"
Song Shu returned an innocent look and said: What do you think?
"Okay, okay, it's me, stop guessing." Luo Heng looked at Gu Zhizhou's uncontrollable look, like a busy bee, and finally laughed out loud, no longer teasing the about-to-be. Erha on the verge of going berserk.
"Okay, Luo Heng! I knew it was you! No one but you would come up with such a bad idea!" Gu Zhizhou went up to Luo Heng and punched Luo Heng twice. It sounded loud, but actually there was no sound. The lethality looks fierce.
Luo Heng smiled and took two steps back appropriately. He had given Gu Zhizhou enough satisfaction and was angry enough before he continued: "Speaking of which, it's not all my fault. The Jiang family is not as good as before. If you want to get married, you can only get married from a few of us." It is impossible to choose Ah Ning, she is a girl."
Hearing this, Zhou Shuning, who was sitting side by side with Song Shu, raised her head slightly and gave Gu Zhizhou a symbolic smile, with the words "helpless" and "eating melon" written all over her smile.
"Ashu is sick again."
Song Shu, who was named, repeated Zhou Shuning's actions and coughed twice: You see, I really have more than enough ambition but not enough power!
Gu Zhizhou clenched his molars, but this was all true. He raised his chin slightly and asked, "What about you? You are not a woman, and you have no hidden diseases!"
After hearing this, Luo Heng shook his head, lowered his brows, and his pair of black round cat pupils drooped slightly, looking a bit innocent and pitiful: "It's not because of the rumors outside that our Luo family are all human spirits, so, probably Afraid that I might plot against her family’s few assets.”
The corners of Gu Zhizhou's mouth twitched repeatedly. Although it was outrageous, there was nothing wrong with it. The Luo family were indeed human beings. They were all like Pixiu, they could only get in but not get out!
Seeing that Gu Zhizhou didn't refute, a sly secret smile appeared in Luo Heng's eyes: "After picking and choosing, you are the only one who is the most suitable!"
