The result of Jiang Xiaobai's loss of control was unbearable to look at.
Li Furong finally understood that she was too naive, and Xiaobai couldn't be judged by common sense, because you didn't know when and what kind of monster he was.
There was no precaution, no worry, and there were no forest guards such as Xiong Daxiong Er, King Jiji, etc. to protect the bamboo forest.
Hey, readers, please don't ask me why I know "The Bear". If you ask me, I still have a childlike innocence. I am just a 300-month-old baby.
"Boom..."
There seemed to be an earth-shattering sound, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the bamboo forest was beyond recognition and was completely bare.
Four-fifths of the bamboo forest was destroyed, leaving only a few stubborn green bamboos standing in the wind, trembling. Perhaps the ancestors' "Bamboo Ancestor" was buried in a good Feng Shui, which allowed these trembling bamboos to escape. "Bamboo fate", Xiaobai's kindness in not killing should be revealed.
Li Furong looked for the last "rumbling" sound and finally found Jiang Xiaobai in a huge pit.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai had a mouthful of mud in his mouth, lying in the pit in a strange and deformed posture. The sword was like a good baby, lying quietly in Jiang Xiaobai's arms.
Li Furong stared at it dumbfounded, wanting to laugh, but it seemed a bit unladylike. What should I do? I couldn't help it.
"Pfft..."
Li Furong smiled like a lady without showing her teeth, but her voice betrayed her gloating at the moment.
Jiang Xiaobai stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and spit out the dirt in his mouth "Bah...bah..." and said with some embarrassment: "It's just a small bug. Practice makes perfect. Just practice a few times and it will be fine." .”
Having said this, Jiang Xiaobai picked up the sword in his hand again, as if he wanted to try flying with the sword again.
Li Furong's beauty suddenly turned pale, and she immediately stepped forward three steps at a time, snatched the sword from Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and said: "Please, let go of this small group of green bamboos that escaped death. They is innocent."
The corner of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth twitched. It seems that flying with a sword is unrealistic. But it doesn't matter. I have mastered the essentials of sword control. I will buy one when I have time to go to the market. Jiang Someone is not short of money.
The next moment, he turned his attention to Li Furong, moved closer to flatter him, and said, "How about you teach me some other methods? It's not too powerful."
Li Furong shook her head in horror.
I don’t dare to teach him any more, damn it, someone will be killed if I miss him.
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly had an idea. He remembered Judge Wu's previous method of using mountain and river seals to connect the mountains to find traces of demons. He also thought of the City God's "teleportation" similar to the fog shadow tracking. He was a little moved, but he didn't know what they were teaching him. What a headache!
Jiang Xiaobai looked at the "Shanhe Canon" in his Dantian. In addition to the eight-character mantra on the title page, "If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace." The writing below is already much clearer. It should take a little Xuanhuang Qi to Get rid of that "dust".
Alas, it's a bit sad. This is similar to the devilish operation in the previous life where I tried to pull people's heads in exchange for a chance to win a lottery. I really don't want to die well. It's easy for me to gain merit for slaying demons.
Teaching or not is one thing, but fighting or fighting for it is a matter of attitude. I think it would be useful to call me "sir" in the name of Zhaoxia Academy. Besides, I use their mountain and river seals to catch monsters, and I am a city god. I should not be too bad of a person. , you know how to repay a favor.
Well, this city god must be a good city god who understands water.
Jiang Xiaobai made up his mind, raised his head and saw Li Furong looking at him suspiciously, which suddenly shocked him. It seemed that his ability to conceal emotions and anger was not very deep. Taking notes was a mistake. Don't do it again.
"What kind of bad water is brewing in your stomach? Tell the truth." Li Furong stared at him and asked, and Li Laoliu seemed to have learned the "mind-reading" skill of observing words and expressions and judging whether a person is lying through micro-expressions.
"I was thinking that it's been two days since the fierce battle with Mu Yao and the others. I wonder if your senior brother Mobai has already left Hexi. How about we go back to the City God's Temple to find out the news?" Jiang Xiaobai said. , there seems to be deep worry in his eyes, which are full of acting skills.
Li Furong was startled. It turned out that he was worried about Senior Brother Mobai, but he wrongly blamed him. I ignored this matter and forgot about the old love when I had a new love.
Bah...bah...
What new love is old love? Who is his new love?
"That's right. I don't know how Brother Mobai is doing. I'll just leave it up to you. Let's go to the City God's Temple to find out the news." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Jiang Xiaobai followed two steps forward, then suddenly remembered something, turned around again, dug in the pit for a while, dug out a purple wine gourd, hung it around his waist, and tied two knots this time. It shouldn't fall off.
The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, but the wine bottle cannot be thrown away.
Li Furong looked at him, she was angry and funny, but she felt inexplicably warm in her heart. He must be a very careful man!
…
When we arrived in Cangzhou City, it was already approaching dusk, and the setting sun was like blood, like an aunt whose blood had not yet dried up.
Phew, let’s change the metaphor. This metaphor has already been described in the text of the thirty-second paragraph of Chapter 24 (I actually went back to that chapter and counted the paragraphs. If you don’t believe me, go back and count it again. It’s exactly thirty-two. section).
The setting sun hangs brightly on the top of the mountain, like a blood-red flower that blooms before dawn after a night of fierce battle.
Jiang Xiaobai and Li Furong returned home as husband and wife and walked into Cangzhou City side by side. Jiang Xiaobai looked at the tattered gown on his body and felt a little achy.
In a fight, whether it hurts someone or not is one thing, but it does hurt the clothes.
"How about we find a tailor shop first, I buy some clothes, and then go to the Chenghuang Temple?" Jiang Xiaobai suggested.
Li Furong looked at his tattered gown and couldn't help laughing, and nodded immediately.
The two of them strolled around the bustling Cangzhou City for about half a cup of tea, and stopped in front of a "Li Ji Tailor Shop".
"Let's just go to this one. My surname is also Li. I'm from the same family as you, so there might be a discount." Jiang Xiaobai said wisely.
Li Furong couldn't laugh or cry, this living treasure.
Just as he was about to enter the store, Jiang Xiaobai looked around inadvertently, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a shop next to "Li Ji Tailor Shop". The signboard that looked like a silver hook and iron painting read "Miaoshou Tang Medical Clinic".
Um?
Jiang Xiaobai's heart moved, and he said to Li Furong without changing his expression: "Sixth sister, I suddenly feel urgent to urinate. How about you go in first and help me choose?"
Lazy cows and lazy horses urinate profusely. Li Furong did not doubt that he was there. She nodded and entered the store. However, she suddenly woke up and her IQ suddenly went online. She turned around curiously and stuck half her head out of the store to look at Jiang Xiaobai.
But I saw a sneaky figure looking around in front of the Miaoshoutang Medical Center and sneaking into the medical center.
Li Furong probably had a guess in her mind and followed quietly.
When Jiang Xiaobai entered the store, he saw an old man with gray hair sitting in front of the hall for a consultation. He was convinced for a moment that in Chinese medicine, the older you are, the more skilled and reliable you are.
He looked around like a thief and saw no one else in the entire medical center except a twelve or thirteen year old child in front of the Chinese medicine cabinet who was sorting and categorizing medicinal materials.
So he walked up to the doctor who was sitting in the clinic, pulled up a stool and sat down, stretched out his hand and said: "Doctor, I have a friend who is not having a good time in bed. Please take my pulse and give me a prescription..."
The doctor raised his brows, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Your friend is having trouble with the bed. Do you want me to take your pulse?"
