The crowd dispersed, and the window of a tavern across the street slammed shut. Sitting inside was a handsome young man.
This young master is not like a monk. He only carries a short blade with him. It seems that if Qingcai Qingyao and the others can't resist it, this young master will jump out and act out a vulgar scene in which a hero falls from the sky to save a beauty.
It's a pity that Qingyao didn't understand Fengqing and didn't want this person to succeed.
"Mr. Gu, do you want our people to follow you?"
The waiter at the side stepped forward to refill the wine. The man known as Mr. Gu raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need."
It's good to know that they are safe, why bother anymore?
The filthy shouts of the disciples were heard outside at an inappropriate time. The young master named Gu made impatient gestures and told the servant: "Be clean and don't cause trouble to this girl."
"yes."
Su Yuxue and Qing Yao were not disturbed by the unpleasant episode just now. They seemed to have just stepped on a piece of dog poop on the road and felt nothing but disgust. They happily ran to pick another piece for Luo Yuxuan. Finger.
"You haven't seen Yu Xuan shoot an arrow yet."
Qingyao praised her family treasures: "Yu Xuan's shooting skills are very good. He used to be lazy and sneak out to ride horses and shoot rabbits. When he came back in the evening, he would be punished when we ate meat. He is not like the silent and dull person he is now. How naughty he was before. .”
Qingyao suddenly stopped talking. Although her eyes were full of smiles, they seemed to be full of sadness and regret.
Su Yuxue was sensible and didn't ask any more questions, thinking that maybe it was related to the fact that Luo Yuxuan was always veiled now.
There must be a not so good memory under his veil.
There was a young girl selling wooden bracelets at an inconspicuous stall in the corner. One of the bracelets had a peach-shaped branch and several enchanting peach blossoms carved on the bracelet. Although it was not exaggerated, it still felt lifelike.
Su Yuxue liked it so tight.
The girl said it was carved by her grandfather who was ill in bed.
"My grandfather is very skillful with his hands. This bracelet is a pair and only costs three cents."
The girl diligently picked out another bracelet from a pile of wooden bracelets and enthusiastically promoted it: "This one has no flowers and only a few words engraved on it. I don't really recognize it, but it should be a beautiful sentence."
Su Yuxue took it and saw that it was engraved with a poem by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty——
Love and be loved.
"Good poem."
Su Yuxue couldn't help but sigh, suddenly thinking of a woman, and felt that this bracelet was perfect for her.
"I want this senior sister! Can I lend you three cents?"
Qingyao reached out and brushed the top of her hair, and couldn't help laughing when she looked so obedient:
"We're talking about borrowing or not. Why are you so polite all of a sudden? I'll just buy it for you."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver from his money bag and handed it to the little girl selling wooden bracelets: "I don't have any change, so there's no need to change it."
"How can that be done!" The little girl was so flattered that she didn't dare to accept the piece of silver. She said to Qingyao: "My grandfather said, I shouldn't take a penny of my own silver. I can't ask for more of your money." .”
Qingyao nodded in approval, bent down and said gently: "Your grandfather is right, how about you help us choose another bracelet? The one that is more suitable for me to wear, as long as you are satisfied with the choice for me, the extra You deserve the money."
The little girl was so excited that she didn't know what to say, but she still said honestly: "Even the best wooden bracelet I have here is not worth a grain of silver. Sister, do you think this one is good?"
As she spoke, she took off a simple wooden bracelet from her wrist, which was in the shape of a small curved snake.
"Grandpa said this bracelet was not for sale, so he let me wear it. He said that if I meet someone who is destined to meet me one day, I can give this bracelet to her, if she can wear it."
The little girl was curious and wanted to put the bracelet on Qingyao. Su Yuxue was a little worried because she intuitively felt that this was not an ordinary wooden bracelet.
How could Qingyao not know what Su Yuxue could sense? Although she noticed a subtle flow of spiritual power on the bracelet, it had no evil intention. Maybe his grandfather had practiced some Taoism and used spiritual power to carve it like this A snake-shaped wooden bracelet.
Can she, who has only been cultivating pills for two years at most, still be able to cure her, who has already been transformed into a god for thousands of years?
"Thank you, little girl."
Effortlessly, the bracelet was put on as if it was tailor-made for Qingyao. It was a full circle larger than the wrist of the little girl who sold wooden bracelets before.
The little girl was very surprised: "You really put it on? My grandfather has given it to me since I can remember. I have never asked anyone else to wear it. Sister, don't be afraid. My grandfather is a good man and he will not harm you."
"I know."
Qingyao felt the slightest coolness on her wrist, and the snake-shaped wooden bracelet seemed to be alive. She actually spit out the letter and licked her wrist, shrinking her head as if she hesitated to bite her.
"Senior sister?!"
Su Yuxue exclaimed softly, but Qingyao was not surprised at all, and said calmly: "What a docile little snake, it wants to recognize me as its master."
So Qingyao gently touched the snake's head with her fingertips. After being instructed, the little snake used the tip of its tongue to draw a drop of blood from her wrist, and then it turned into a dead wooden bracelet again.
"What is this? Is it alive or dead?"
Su Yuxue was greatly surprised.
"Let's just say it's alive."
Qingyao said lightly: "This is a very ancient weapon cultivation method. This snake made some kind of contract with the little girl's grandfather, and voluntarily transformed into an object, and the Lord protected it.
But I don’t know why it didn’t recognize this little girl or her grandfather after lying dormant for so many years. Instead, it recognized me, whom I only met once. "
"Then it's not dangerous to you, right?" Su Yuxue asked worriedly.
How could you let an unknown foreign object drink your own blood?
What if it is an object that devours the owner?
"The spiritual power of this object is pure and it is not an evil weapon. I know that. Junior sister, don't worry."
Qingyao turned around and touched the top of the little girl's hair and said with a smile: "Okay, we are leaving. Little girl, thank your grandpa for me."
"You're welcome, beautiful sister!" The little girl sincerely blessed: "You are all good people like my grandfather, and you will definitely be rewarded!"
When they were far away from the stall, Su Yuxue handed the pair of peach blossom branch-style bracelets to Qingyao and told her, "I want to buy this bracelet to give to someone. Who do you think it is for?"
"Who?" Qingyao was puzzled: "Do I know him?"
"Probably." Su Yuxue said while holding the pair of bracelets: "I want to buy these for the woman who escaped after being imprisoned by our master for eight hundred years. I heard from senior brother that she likes peach blossoms very much. .”
Qingyao was obviously a little surprised: "Why did you suddenly think of her? Will we see each other again?"
"I hope not." Su Yuxue carefully put the bracelet away in the mustard space and said uneasily: "I hope there is no chance to give this bracelet away, but things are unpredictable. What if we meet again unfortunately."
Su Yuxue had a strong and uneasy premonition that one day this woman would be brought back by her human trafficker master, but she didn't know if she would be able to help her escape by then.
Qingyao did not make too much judgment on this, but patted her shoulders comfortingly and said: "Master didn't tell me too much about her. It was probably due to the grudges of the previous generation, although I don't think so either. Master’s approach is right, but what can we do?”
The atmosphere became solemn, and Qingyao felt that she probably wouldn't be able to sleep if she went back at this time. It was just after midnight, so she suggested on a whim that she take Su Yuxue to visit Ling City, and asked her if she was interested.
"Ling City? Where is that place?" Su Yuxue asked curiously.
