As dusk approached, the sunlight filtering through the window shone warmly on the desk. Those orange-red light spots would occasionally sway, just like Liu Chaoge's current mood, excited to hear what the girl was saying.
The sunset outside the window must not be as beautiful as the blush on Liu Weirui's face. She lowered her eyebrows, looked at her father's chest, and said seriously: "He is a very good person and has saved me many times, but it is not because of this that I Like him."
"What's the reason?" Liu Chaoge asked awkwardly.
Liu Weirui was silent for a while, feeling that there was nothing to say, and said calmly: "I still remember one time on the mountain road, he stood in front of me, and I looked at his back, and I liked him a little."
Liu Chaoge's sword eyebrows were sometimes unsheathed and sometimes returned to the sheath. He took a few steps to the desk and sighed: "When Li Niu came back, he told me that he took you to Lieliuye Bookstore. Is this the same person?"
"Um."
"Then do you know what Willow Leaf Bookstore does?"
Liu Weirui raised her head and looked at the sky outside the window and said, "I know, Mu Qing told me."
Liu Chaoge's tone was a little sluggish, "You actually know, why...?"
"Dad." Liu Weirui said lightly, "Mu Qing's first mission is to escort the caravan. He has not yet taken over the special assassination mission."
Liu Chaoge said lightly: "The world is very chaotic. Of course evil people should be killed, but there will always come a day." He looked at his daughter and said slowly: "There will be a day when he will kill some people who shouldn't be killed. A woman with the power to bind a chicken, a child with innocent eyes, people like him will not have any freedom, and you will not have any future."
Liu Weirui said firmly: "There will be freedom. Mu Qing and the others... have plans to leave."
Liu Chaoge shook his head, "Listen to them, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, so what kind of plans can he have? Son, listen to me and give up this idea as soon as possible."
Liu Weirui was silent for a while and then said: "He is only eighteen years old, but he is already very strong, so I think he will be free one day."
Liu Chaoge's tone was full of helplessness, "How strong is it? Can a third-grade person be considered very strong? There are many things you don't know, like the Lin family in Xishan..."
Liu Chaoge paused and asked thoughtfully: "Your grandma said that you agreed to go to the Lin family in the west, was it because of him?"
Liu Weirui did not answer directly and said, "I will wait until my father's illness is cured before I go west to the Lin family."
Liu Chaoge was a little moved. He remembered what Ling Qingzhu had said before that Wei Rui was becoming more and more like her mother. Looking at his daughter's stubborn expression at this time, he finally stopped persuading her. He sighed: "You haven't rested since you came back. Hurry up. Go get some sleep, I'll ask my servants to clean your room for you."
"Well, we'll have dinner in a few hours. Remember to bring that person to me for a look."
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In an elegant courtyard, after Xiaochan said a few words, Mu Qing was left alone.
There was a slight sound of movement in the yard next to it, and Mu Qing guessed that Yue Jiu lived nearby.
Mu Qing slept in the thatched cottage and was in good spirits now. He wanted to go out for a walk, but he didn't want to bother Xiao Chan who was tired all day long, so he had to sit cross-legged and meditate to pass this precious free time.
Mu Qing sat upright and looked inside, eyes slightly closed, intent on guarding the divine court.
The glimmer of light in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and Mu Qing's vision reached the sea of consciousness, and he silently recited the Art of Seeing the Nature and Clarifying the Heart.
But there was no existence that responded to it. With a thought in his mind, Mu Qing swept toward the middle of the sea of consciousness, looking for the island of spiritual consciousness.
What's puzzling is that when we arrived at the center, apart from the green air, like mist, we could no longer see the pure white consciousness.
The boundary of the sea of consciousness was much further away. Mu Qing subconsciously wanted to gather a touch of spiritual consciousness and turn it into a human form, but found that he could no longer do it as he pleased before.
Ye Yun once told him that the spiritual fetus is a quantitative change of spiritual consciousness. You have to rely on your own innate energy to generate a heart of the spiritual fetus, in order to gather the spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness to form the spiritual fetus. After the spiritual fetus is formed, , the retracting and releasing of spiritual consciousness will become more convenient.
Mu Qing could understand this, but he didn't know how to try it or where to start.
As he approached the group of green energy that was deeper than other spiritual consciousness, he speculated on the current situation.
Unfortunately, there was a knock on the door outside the hospital, interrupting his attempt.
The door creaked open, and it was an unexpected person.
"Mrs. Lin?" Mu Qing thought it was Yue Jiu, but he didn't expect that it was Ling Qingzhu standing outside the door.
Liu Weirui was emotionally unstable after returning to the yard. Ling Qingzhu thought she had a quarrel with her father and just asked her to have a good rest.
When I came out, I just caught the slight fluctuation of spiritual consciousness in the yard next door.
Ling Qingzhu smiled lightly and said, "I just came from next door, I didn't expect it to be you."
Mu Qing lives next door to Liu Weirui, and Ling Qingzhu is a little surprised, because these courtyards here are the core courtyards of the Liu family, and no one else should live here except Liu Weirui.
Needless to say, this must be a deliberate arrangement.
"Next door?" Mu Qing opened the courtyard door wide and glanced at the door to the side. He happened to meet Xiao Chan who opened the door and came out. "Xiao Chan is here too?"
Xiaochan said "Shhh", pointed to the courtyard, and laughed softly: "Yes, I just went to bed."
Mu Qing nodded and said: "Yuejiu and the others must not have had a good rest, Xiaochan and you did, but I slept a lot in the thatched cottage."
Ling Qingzhu said with a half-smile, "The person next door is not Yue Jiu, but Wei Rui."
"Ah?" Mu Qing said in surprise: "Isn't it wrong for me to live here? Then I'd better go live with Yue Jiu and the others."
Xiaochan said quickly: "Goodbye, young master. I have made all arrangements for Mr. Yuejiu. Maybe he is still drinking with them now. You don't have to be cautious. The lady said, just treat it like going home."
"Well, just treat it like going home." Xiaochan repeated with a smile.
Ling Qingzhu pursed her lips and said, "Since it was arranged by Wei Rui, you can just stay here with peace of mind."
"It just so happens that I still have something to ask you."
"Mrs. Lin, please come in." Mu Qing looked embarrassed, thinking that the other party would interrogate him about his relationship with Liu Weirui. Although Mu Qing thought that the relationship between the two was a pure friendship, no matter how dull a person was, he could feel that he was being "Differential treatment", this kind of differential treatment is difficult to explain in a few words.
Mu Qing watched Xiao Chan pouring out two cups of bird's tongue tea as if he were running smoothly, and said with a smile: "Xiao Chan, you have been running around for a day, go and rest quickly, I am a rough man and can't use these."
Xiaochan shook her head and said, "Master, I'm not tired."
Ling Qingzhu has been watching Mu Qing's words and deeds quietly, and she somewhat understands why the other party is attracted by Wei Rui. In Mu Qing's heart, it seems that there are not many concepts of class and status, and she is so warm and kind to others, which is really hard to find. Believe him to be an assassin from Hidden Valley.
Ling Qingzhu said with a smile: "With Xiaochan's qualifications and the help of the Lin family, breaking through to the first rank is not a big problem."
The tender green tea leaves characteristic of early spring floated up and down in the boiling water. The vortex dissipated. Mu Qing withdrew his eyes from the tea in front of him. He didn't know why the other party would start the conversation with this.
Ling Qingzhu continued: "There is one thing I should thank you for."
Mu Qing straightened her waist and asked, "I wonder what Mrs. Lin means?"
Ling Qingzhu replied: "Wei Rui promised me that she would come back to Lin's house in Xishan with me. It's all thanks to you."
Mu Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Ling Qingzhu had no intention of explaining in depth. She just wanted to talk about these things and hoped that Mu Qing would understand that he and Liu Weirui were on different paths.
Mu Qing did not understand this euphemistic meaning. He just smiled and said: "Wei Rui and I are friends, so there is no need to say thank you."
Ling Qingzhu nodded and said, "I heard from Zhang Zizhen and the others that Mr. Mu Qing was poisoned later. I wonder how he is doing now?"
The Zhang brothers were driven away by Liu Weirui, and Ling Qingzhu didn't know what else happened in the thatched cottage.
Mu Qing nodded and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Lin, for your concern. I was poisoned by a poison called Hedao San, but there is no problem now."
"Hedao Powder?" Ling Qingzhu's dark eyebrows were obviously clustered, and she glanced at Xiaochan's downturned and red face. She had a lot of experience and had a rough guess, and some bad thoughts emerged in her heart.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked slowly: "I don't know how you... treated me."
Mu Qing blinked his eyes, feeling a little pinched in his heart. Ye Yun's matter was a secret that he and Liu Weirui Xiaochan did not want to reveal in detail. Mu Qing controlled his facial expression and told another secret of his as calmly and sincerely as possible, "It's because of my Qi, which seems to be able to naturally restrain poison."
"Oh?" Ling Qingzhu's eyebrows moved. Looking at Mu Qing's sincere expression, he looked surprised. His eyes flashed brightly and he thought to himself: "Could it be that kind of physique..."
Ling Qingzhu asked seriously: "Has anyone ever told you what your physique is?"
"Yes." Mu Qing nodded and replied with reservations: "Some people once said that I have an innate unsullied body."
Ling Qingzhu's eyebrows were curved, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "The innate impure body is indeed considered a cultivator, but it should not have the ability you mentioned, because Wei Rui's grandfather is an innate filthy body."
Mu Qing was stunned for a moment before he understood who Ling Qingzhu was talking about. Ling Qingzhu continued: "Innately innocent body, his cultivation progress is far beyond that of his peers, and his understanding of the Tao will in turn nourish him. It can be regarded as a variety of The starting point of a special physique, but it will never have the ability to restrain poison."
Mu Qing said: "When I started practicing, I was in Tiannan Marsh Forest. I often dealt with various poisons, and maybe my physical condition changed."
Ling Qingzhu had no doubts about this change, because her husband's current physique had already developed some special abilities as his level improved, but she was still a little confused and said: "The skills provided by Hidden Valley should not be adapted to you. Those who develop these abilities, as long as this kind of practice method is extremely precious, you..."
Since he wanted to know some useful information, of course he had to come up with some useful information in exchange. Mu Qing understood this truth. He just hesitated for a moment and then said seriously: "I got a book of skills, which is a book of poisons. It can summarize and gather loose information." The true energy in the meridians.”
Ling Qingzhu nodded, recalled the scenes in the Star Forest, and gained some understanding, sighing: "Some physiques are born according to the needs of heaven and earth, and I don't know it."
"Back to the issue of your anger..." Ling Qingzhu smiled, shook his head and said, "Unless I find some poison to try, Wei Rui will definitely not agree."
Mu Qing nodded to express understanding. In fact, he didn't have much desire for knowledge in front of Ling Qingzhu. The person he wanted to ask the most was no longer here...
Looking at Mu Qing, who was guarding himself with silence, Ling Qingzhu understood something in his heart. The other party was able to throw out his secret, and he was definitely hiding something. What happened in the thatched cottage seemed to have to be explored slowly.
Ling Qingzhu asked slowly: "When I just came out of Wei Rui's place, I felt some slight fluctuations in your spiritual consciousness. Is there something wrong?"
Mu Qing's eyes lit up, and he sincerely asked Ling Qingzhu this question, telling him about the changes in his consciousness.
