Chapter 158 [Caitou and Qu Zhongshuiren]
The mule demon Luo Xiafeng raised his hand, took a sip of his wine slowly, and then said with a smile:
"Of course there are important things, but the cause and effect are a long story, and knowing too much is not a good thing for you, and, even I have not been told the whole story."
"Fortunately, the order above is very precise, and the difficulty is not too difficult. We don't even need to come forward in person."
He made a fool of himself, and even Zhu Chunhua and He Qiuyue became curious.
Holding a piece of sauce elbow and eating it in his mouth, Luo Xiafeng said very rudely:
"There are a few demoted officials in the DPRK who will pass by here. You hire some warriors to intercept them, and don't do it yourself. Generally speaking, this task is not difficult."
"It is said that there are a group of people from the rivers and lakes who spontaneously became their guards. They are all ordinary warriors. If you find more good players, you will naturally win. This time, it is good to do our best to cause damage. The result is victory. After all, our wave is not the only one behind. .”
Several people quickly wrote down.
At this time, the corner has been low-key and non-existent, Lu Yangcheng's driver suddenly asked, "I don't know why the higher-ups wanted to intercept them?"
Luo Xiafeng waved his hand impatiently:
"It's too much trouble to say, you just need to do it - it can be simply understood that the leader is a diehard among our enemies, and the rest are his accomplices, just think about it this way."
"As for why we don't do it ourselves, but look for mortal fighters, it's because the opponent's official position is too high, and anyone who makes a move must have traces, and practitioners are no exception."
"If it is discovered, it may disrupt the plans above. A mere relegated dog is not worth the risk we take."
Then, without waiting for the coachman to speak, he said:
"The Cave Lord has allocated some supplies with me this time. Since you are now divided into two parties, why not take these as rewards and make a peace bet."
"Oh? Commissioner Luo, please tell me."
Song Hongye and Lu Yangcheng glanced at each other, and then said to Luo Xiafeng.
Although they just shook hands and made peace, they have been fighting for so many years, and they are always holding their breath to overwhelm each other.
Luo Xiafeng reached into his bosom, took out a jade box, and said to both parties: "Inside are three stalks of Nether Bright Grass, which are very precious and hard to find."
He gently untied the rope hook, opened the lid of the box, and showed the herbs in it to the people present. Inside the box are three tender and tender herbs with dark green stems and leaves dotted with scattered red flowers, warmed by the jade box.
"For the two young masters, this herb can improve your cultivation and strengthen your body." Looking at the fiery eyes of Lu Chengyang and Song Hongye, Luo Xiafeng smiled, "Since it is a peaceful bet, of course the winner cannot take all. In this way, one plant will be given to each person first, and the third plant will be handed over to Lao Zhu and Lao He for safekeeping, and whoever completes the task better among you will get that herb."
Taking a clean wet towel aside to wipe his hands, Luo Xiafeng gently took out two plants and handed them to Lu Chengyang and Song Hongye respectively.
The two carefully took the herbal medicine and looked at him with confused eyes.
Knowing that they didn't know how to use it, Luo Xiafeng said with a smile: "It's very simple to use, just chew and swallow it with warm water, tea is also fine." He pointed to the fine porcelain teapot on the table, which was just waiting to be opened. The tea used at the banquet, and then added: "The medicine is not bitter, but sweet."
They poured a cup of tea each according to the words, chewed the two herbs, and took them with tea.
Then, Lu Chengyang and Song Hongye immediately showed surprise on their faces, and then they each put on a pose, as if they were refining.
After a while, white mist appeared above Lu Chengyang's head and behind Song Hongye, which looked like freshly baked buns.
Luo Xiafeng closed the jade box with the remaining one herb, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Zhu Chunhua and He Qiuyue, saying: "Put it away and make a notarization."
"I have other things, thank you for your hospitality, this meal is really good, um, let's go."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out without looking back.
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Progress is actually a very mysterious feeling.
Different from the cultivation base becoming thicker through accumulation, progress is progress, that is, one day I suddenly feel "Oh, I have improved again".
Just practice and no exam, so the progress brought about by comprehension cannot be quantified.
Fang Chang has been living leisurely during this period of time, or in other words practicing leisurely in life.
Yunzhong Mountain is very vast, and the Xianqi Cliff is also very quiet, no one comes to disturb. Then this leisurely feeling becomes a bit detached, which is very suitable for Fang Chang's practice.
The five main halls of bricks and tiles are constantly rising, but Fang Chang is not in a hurry, just like doing handicrafts because of his hobby, building one by one every day.
Due to the high level of repair, Fang Chang did not use scaffolding, and the gable wall has already taken shape. It only needs to install beams and purlins, lay tiles and make cornices, and the project will be completed.
However, Fang Chang stopped.
He plans to go down the mountain first, and when he comes back from the mountain, he will go up the beam in the spring or even summer of the next year.
According to the premonition in his spiritual sense, Fang Chang knew that he would go farther this trip, maybe until the middle of next year. The only pity is that this year I can't eat the lotus root in the pond next to it.
The lotus in the pond has already bloomed, and the lotus pods are standing upright, but the lotus leaves are still spreading on the water surface, covering most of the pond surface, giving the fish a more comfortable environment for swimming in the pond.
Fang Chang cleaned his hands and body, walked slowly to the stone table in the courtyard, and returned to the reclining chair.
The breeze blows, the lotus leaves in the pond sway with the exposed pond water, and the slightly thicker ginkgo tree behind is also swaying, and the leaves touch each other, making a rattling sound.
The leaves of this ginkgo tree have already turned golden. After this year, Fang Chang has confirmed that he transplanted it casually, but he chose a male tree that did not bear fruit—some plants, including ginkgo, are dioecious. , saves a lot of cleaning effort.
Very good.
Picking up the musical instrument that looked like a fine porcelain wine bottle on the stone table, gently press all the sound holes with long square fingers, gather the breath in your mouth, and blow gently.
This is Xun.
The octave belongs to earth, and it is also the sound of Liqiu.
Xun is natural, elegant but not subdued, centered without partiality, and has the virtue of solid quality.
Following Fang Chang's playing, the distant, thick, and continuous wonderful sound resounded through the fairy cliff.
This is a musical instrument that he tried to bake by himself while firing bricks, and failed many times. Even with this one in his hand, the sound is slightly shifted, but Fang Chang likes its tone very much.
After a brief pause, Fang Chang stretched out his hand and pointed.
Big ball of water jumped out of the kitchen tank and rolled on the ground, but it was not stained at all. In an instant, it was like a clay sculpture, giving birth to the head, body, limbs, facial features and toes, lifelike.
This water figure is colorful and colorful refracted in the sunlight, but its essence is still water, very transparent.
Thank you Jianheng Yanzhu for your reward.
(end of this chapter)