Su Xing didn't think much, and followed Qiaohan through several corridors, and then smelled the faint fragrance from a distance.
Pushing open an exquisite courtyard door, the Xiaoqing Garden is not built in a courtyard. So we walked some more mountain roads and passed through some dense bushes before we saw a row of green and delicate fences.
Within the fence, there are white tea flowers blooming, like snow falling on the world. A woman in a white floor-length smoke cage and plum blossom skirt is standing among them to admire the flowers. She is more beautiful than the flowers.
Seeing Su Xing, Han Qiaozhi showed a sincere smile on her face and walked quickly to the front of the garden. Like the most holy fairy among flowers, she opened her teeth lightly:
"Brother Su, the Yanhan Order has been given to you for a long time, but this is your first time coming to Qiaozhi."
Listening to Han Qiaozhi's slightly teasing tone, Su Xing smiled slightly.
Han Qiaozhi already continued:
"Please come in quickly."
Then he nodded to Qiao Han behind Su Xing.
Qiaohan was stunned for a moment before nodding in agreement. She understands the master's intention, just let her serve outside the garden.
Looking at Han Qiaozhi, who was smiling beautifully, he took Su Xing into the garden, like butterflies surrounding flowers, taking the initiative to joke along the way.
Qiaohan couldn't help but rub her eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of her. She had almost never seen Han Qiaozhi smile. Even during the ceremony when she was promoted to an inner disciple, she always showed a sense of indifference and alienation.
However, in front of Su Xing, the master seemed to have taken off the mask of indifference and became a young girl again, which made her feel unbelievable.
Su Xing followed Han Qiaozhi, wearing a large piece of white tea flowers, and finally stopped in front of an exquisite little pavilion. Han Qiaozhi's pretty face was slightly red, her jade finger pointed at the stone table next to her, where a pot of tea was steaming, and she said to Su Xing:
"I won't let Brother Su into the house anymore. Come sit here."
Su Xing took a look at the small pavilion. It must be Han Qiaozhi's boudoir. Naturally, he would not be ignorant to go in and sit down, so he sat down in front of the stone table.
I drank a cup of tea first. The tea was slightly bitter but sweet and elegant. It flowed into my belly. Warmth spread through my limbs and bones, and there was a faint spiritual energy coming out of it. It must be something other than a mortal thing. However, Su Xing did not be too polite with his friends. After taking a sip of tea, he first placed the things covered with black cloth on the table.
He took out a jade slip from his storage bag and said: "Qiaozhi also knows that the sect has recently released a merit list for killing Xuan Kui. I happen to have experience fighting against the Xuan Kui sect. I have recorded some of the contents in it. I hope It can be of use to you."
This jade slip is different from the ordinary jade slips that send information about Xuan Kui's fellow disciples. It records detailed information on the Xuan Kui's "He" and "Zhen" spells he had fought against in Yuanmu Forest. It also includes information on some treacherous methods. His speculations and defenses, and even based on this information, it can be inferred that he has acquired some of the techniques taught by Xuan Kui.
Therefore, he only gave this jade slip to Han Qiaozhi and Lin Xixi.
Han Qiaozhi took the jade slip handed over by Su Xing on the table, showed a smile and said:
"Thank you, Brother Su."
Su Xing nodded. He didn't need to emphasize the preciousness of this jade slip too much, just like Han Qiaozhi never mentioned in front of him how many resources he had to spend every time to help him.
Seeing Han Qiaozhi accept the jade slip, Su Xing opened the black cloth on the table and took off the simple cover woven with bamboo strips.
A bright yellow flower is revealed. The aura of Xiaoqingyuan is already full, and the surrounding flower seems to be so rich that it is dripping with water.
This is the Ming Ling flower that Su Xing poured with the spiritual rain rich in hibiscus spiritual energy every day and cultivated it with his own hands.
Han Qiaozhi's eyes lit up, and she stood up from the table, walked to the blooming Bright Flower, closed her eyes and sniffed gently, then opened her eyes and looked at Su Xing.
The Ming Ling Flower seems to be blooming on the girl's pupils at this moment, and her eyes are like the alluring sunrise. With a bright smile on his face, he looked forward and asked deliberately:
"This flower is so beautiful."
Su Xing was also stunned by the beautiful girl in front of him for a moment, and then smiled lightly:
"It's for you."
"Hahaha." Han Qiaozhi chuckled a few times without caring about the image. She covered her mouth, then carefully held the flowerpot with her slender fingers and moved it slowly on the table.
At the same time, he sat down again, and the Ming Ling Flower had moved in front of him.
After taking a closer look at the pot of flowers, Han Qiaozhi couldn't hide her smile:
"This is the first time someone has given me flowers."
Su Xing was a little surprised and gave the other party the jade slip taught by Xuan Kui. The other party just smiled and thanked him. Han Qiaozhi liked it very much as a gift of a worthless spiritual plant that she cultivated by herself.
However, as long as the other person likes it.
Suddenly, as if she thought of something, Han Qiaozhi smiled, looked at Su Xing with her beautiful eyes, and asked:
"Was this flower planted in Brother Su's courtyard before?"
Su Xing nodded, he had planted a lot.
Han Qiaozhi's tone remained unchanged:
"I remember Brother Su planted a lot of flowers. Will the remaining flowers be given to others?"
Su Xing nodded again. At first he thought that he would not be able to repay his friends for their help, so as a spiritual planter, he first planted a few small spiritual plants to give them to each other. Although there are other things to repay now, the flowers have been planted and it is not a bad idea to give them away.
Han Qiaozhi took her slender fingers away from the flowerpot, nodded with a smile, and changed the subject:
"Brother Su, are you also going to Zhaoying River? Then you can accompany Qiaozhi."
Purple Jade Sect usually selects disciples who have practiced Taoism for about one year to enter Zhaoying River for one year every year. It is suitable for new monks to lay a solid foundation. Of course, those like Han Qiaozhi who are selected as inner disciples as soon as they enter the sect have a chance. .
Brother Su was self-righteous and agreed, and the two of them just chatted. In the meantime, Han Qiaozhi never mentioned the matter of Ming Linghua again.
After chatting casually for two or three quarters of an hour, Han Qiaozhi's boudoir was not far away. Su Xing thought that staying too long might have a bad impact on the other party, so he stood up and left.
Han Qiaozhi persuaded him to stay, and then he got up and escorted Su Xing to the gate of Xiaoqingyuan. Then Qiaohan sent Su Xing down the mountain.
Along the way, Qiao Han looked at Su Xing with increasingly weird eyes, as if she was very curious but didn't dare to ask more questions.
Finally, she resisted asking Su Xingxing why his master had such a special attitude toward him, and Qiaohan sent him down Yanhan Peak and back to Xiaoqingyuan.
Walking into the garden, the owner is sitting at the table, staring at a bright yellow flower in a daze.
Han Qiaozhi was usually tolerant to the maids, so Qiaohan didn't think much about it. She said "Wow", walked forward and exclaimed:
"This is the Bright Spirit Flower? How come there is such a big and bright Bright Spirit Flower? The effect of gathering spiritual energy is probably two or three times that of the ordinary Bright Spirit Flower. Master, is this what Fellow Daoist Su was holding in his hand just now? "
Han Qiaozhi's face returned to its normal indifference at some point, and she just nodded when she heard this.
Qiaohan was surprised at how quickly Han Qiaozhi's mood changed. After thinking about Su Xing who had just left, she praised him with some sincerity:
"So lovely."
"Does it look good?" Han Qiaozhi looked indifferent and stretched out a slender jade finger to gently trace the surface of the delicate petals:
"It's a pity that it's not just for me."
Then, Han Qiaozhi turned around:
"If I destroy all the remaining Ming Ling flowers in the courtyard, the one that only belongs to me will be the most beautiful."
"Ah?" Qiaohan didn't hear clearly for a moment. Han Qiaozhi's voice just now was very soft, more like an unintentional whisper.
However, Han Qiaozhi didn't speak any more.
Holding the pot of Ming Linghua that was still in full bloom, he walked into the small pavilion minding his own business.
