Quiet little courtyard.

Ouyang Rong crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame. He quietly looked at the slender back of the embroiderer in the kitchen.

Ouyang Rong came here in the morning, accompanied the embroiderer who was a little worried, and prepared the gifts that she would give in return for her aunt's birthday.

When the girls give her gifts, the embroiderer must also give them in return. This is etiquette.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to accompany her to prepare.

At lunch time, Zhao Qingxiu gave him noodles to eat.

At this moment, she was carefully kneading a piece of dough on the wooden board, adding some water from time to time.

At the moment, looking at the face that was kneaded into a ball by the embroiderer, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but be a little lost in thought, and his eyes fell directly on it.

I saw the noodles being kneaded into various shapes in Xiu Niang's hands, sometimes round, sometimes flat, sometimes overflowing from between her fingers, becoming thin white strips... It turned into various shapes, but still remained the same.

Drop-shaped toughness.

The scenes from the swing to the main room yesterday flashed through his mind.

Although Xiu Niang is thin, she is still a bit big, and I don’t know if it’s an illusion or if she has been too well nourished recently. After living in the quiet courtyard, she seems to be growing again these days...

Ouyang Rong covered his mouth and coughed.

He walked forward, hugged Xiu Niang from behind, and kneaded the dough with her.

Zhao Qingxiu wore her hair elegantly, tilted her head slightly and smiled.

Ouyang Rong said softly:

"Don't be so nervous. Junior sister, you have met her, and so has Wei Lai. As for aunt, it's fine if she can come. Whether the longevity noodles are cooked well or not is not important. The most important thing that day is to meet..."

Zhao Qingxiu didn't know whether to listen or not, she lowered her head and kneaded the dough carefully.

Ouyang Rong remembered the matter of injecting merit and made some insinuations.

But nothing unusual was found.

The embroiderer is the same as usual.

It is not convenient for Ouyang Rong to explore her spiritual energy cultivation.

After a while, it was getting dark. Ouyang Rong ate a bowl of noodles, said goodbye and left.

After Zhao Qingxiu finished washing the dishes, she walked to the bedroom and took out a bronze sword.

There is a phantom of a sleepy dragon entrenched on the sword.

She tilted her head slightly, her face a little lost in thought.

The sixth grade of Yue Nu Dao Meridian.

Named Mrs. Dream.

In the Palace of the Female Sovereign, only those who have been promoted to the sixth rank are qualified to enter that place.

Madam Meng, Madam Meng, is the name of the ancient deity in the mythology of Wuyue.

It is not a god, but a kind of god. Ancient books say that they walked in the dreams of the ancestors of Wuyue...

And the dream that Zhao Qingxiu had in the morning was actually a necessary process for promotion.

She had that long bronze sword, which was originally used to help her get through this dream. This was also the reason why Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister had written letters to reassure her that she would break through.

As a result, the bronze sword was useless...or rather, there was no time to use it.

Although Zhao Qingxiu couldn't see it with her eyes, she could feel that there was something different about her sixth grade.

Even the promotion ceremony is a little different.

Not only did she use the bronze sword to defeat the evil dragon and Meng Yuan, she also inexplicably subdued a terrifying evil dragon in her dream.

The promotion ceremony I heard from the senior sisters before clearly only requires escaping from the evil dragon and Mengyuan alive. If you don't get eaten, it is already a victory. Those with extraordinary talents can break through Mengyuan immediately and escape from Mengyuan.

However, it was good to come to her place, but a small accident happened...

Zhao Qingxiu's face didn't know whether she should be happy or worried.

She looked inside and immediately saw the "wonder of trapped dragons" in her Dantian.

At first, she doubted whether this was an illusion, because this was not the ability that Mrs. Meng of the sixth grade should have.

Mrs. Meng just has the qualifications to enter that place.

And like now, it is definitely not a magical bonus of being a virgin, because Zhao Qingxiu has never heard of this from Master before, at least none of the senior virgins have.

Except for the strange and faint purple color of the sleepy dragon, this "wonder of the sleepy dragon" is actually quite familiar to her and not unfamiliar to her because she heard it from her senior sister.

And the senior sister is a top-grade Qi practitioner.

This "wonder of trapped dragon" is obviously closely related to the "two-character" real name of the realm after Mrs. Meng!

But she seemed to have it in advance...

Zhao Qingxiu held a bronze sword in her hand, and the blood spots on it became increasingly hot, but she ignored it.

At the same time, a faint shadow of an evil dragon could not be seen wrapping around the sword, and the bronze sword faintly roared.

Zhao Qingxiu, who was deep in thought, suddenly remembered yesterday's dream, in which the purple stone transformed by Tan Lang trapped the evil dragon and delivered it to her hands.

Zhao Qingxiu looked inside again.

The phantom of a purple sleepy dragon was circling back and forth in the Dantian. This purple dragon looked familiar. In the dream that morning, she seemed to have seen its ferocious appearance as it wanted to eat her. However, at this moment, it could not escape the Dantian area. Honestly

I actually turned around and became completely docile...

"Ahh..."

Zhao Qingxiu couldn't help but think of the purple shadow belonging to Tan Lang in her dream again.

Could it be that it's because of Tanlang...

…

Hukou County.

At the stall of a breakfast shop in Dongshi, Wang Caozhi finished a plate of steaming steamed rice cakes and lazily called to the proprietress, who brought another basket up.

There are five pieces in a cage. This steamed rice cake is shaped like a large dumpling. It has a thin skin and filling, and can also be fried.

It costs two cents a cage, which is quite cheap.

A plate of steamed rice cakes was brought to the front by the busy landlady. Wang Caozhi took a spoonful of pickled radish and sprinkled it on, and ate it with relish.

This is how his brother-in-law taught him to eat.

Emphasis on a fast and fierce hatred, and you will feel a sense of pleasure after eating breakfast.

This thing called steamed rice cake is also available in Longcheng County. I can’t say whether it is a specialty breakfast of Hukou County or Longcheng County, but they are almost the same anyway.

Wang Caozhi remembered eating it when he was in Longcheng County, eating with his brother-in-law and sister Xie. In the past few days, he was wandering around Hukou County and met this old acquaintance, so he started to patronize it every morning.

Not to mention, although this snack from a small county in the south of the Yangtze River is not as exquisite as the various tea snacks from Jinling, it is very exciting to eat.

After another plate of steamed rice cakes, Wang Caozhi took a long breath and stood up to pay a few grains of silver.

He carefully collected the small handful of coins that the landlady gave him in change, and after counting them one by one, he stuffed them into his arms with a calm expression under the look of disgust from the landlady, and walked out of the breakfast shop.

The landlady may have disliked him for wearing the appearance of a wealthy man, but she was very careful about the change and put away every greasy copper plate.

The diners around me probably looked at me with amusement.

But Wang Caozhi just smiled faintly and left without caring.

Others laughed at Wang Caozhi for being petty, but Wang Caozhi laughed at them for not knowing how to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

When the boss lady who is a middle-aged lady bends down to find change for someone, the scenery exposed by her already baggy double-breasted skirt cannot be appreciated by those fools who spend a lot of money and don't give change to pretend to be rich...

Moreover, even if she rolls her eyes in disdain, it is part of the charm of this kind of rural mature woman with a wheat complexion and a simple and healthy look. She can have one more meal before leaving. It is a beautiful and delicious meal. She is indeed full this morning.

When I'm full, I can work for my brother-in-law.

Wang Caozhi nodded.

As soon as he walked out of the breakfast shop, a low-key carriage came from nowhere and stopped in front of him.

As soon as Wang Caozhi boarded the carriage and sat down on the seat, his expression became serious again.

"Report."

"Yes, shopkeeper."

The attendant waiting in the car whispered the investigation status of the current location.

When Wang Caozhi heard this, his brows gradually furrowed and he whispered:

"You haven't found the thin-faced man yet?"

The attendant immediately said: "Tell the shopkeeper that our people have been guarding several city gates throughout the day. If there is any news, they will report it as soon as possible..."

"Okay, let's go to Hukou County Yamen first."

"Yes, shopkeeper."
To be continued...