Witnessing Little Jinwu burning the grass crickets he had made that Tu Shan had touched, Zhi Ying looked at his back with a rather complicated mood.

But she implemented the mental skills taught by Ju Lue, and Taishan collapsed without changing her expression. She could only watch coldly as Little Golden Crow's stern words frightened Tu Shan into a daze.

"Do you know what kind of seal she planted for you?" Xiao Jinwu said.

Tu Shan glanced at Zhiying, who smiled meaningfully without hooking up the corners of her mouth. Her eyes darkened and she looked at Xiao Jinwu with hatred: "I would like to hear the details."

"The sealing techniques of the gods are extensive and profound. They can seal the sea of ​​consciousness, meridians, acupuncture points, cultivation, and breath. There are also different levels of depth. Among them, the water-type seal is the most difficult to break through, and the fire-type seal is the most domineering." Xiao Jinwu clasped his hands behind his back.

, walking leisurely, the attitude of the private school teacher was very straight.

He walked to a flower bed and turned back, his eyebrows raised with his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth lowered, and he said sympathetically: "Unfortunately, the seal she planted for you is quite comprehensive and thorough, and it is still the water type."

If you don’t believe me, try it and press the Xuanji point.”

Tu Shan dubiously did as he said and pressed a spot below the center of the collarbone. Suddenly her brows furrowed and she gasped and coughed. She hurriedly withdrew her hand and looked at Weaver Ying in panic.

Zhi Ying lowered his eyes to hide a trace of his smile, then met her gaze generously, and said seriously: "Your Ren and Du meridians are sealed, which originally did not hinder your daily actions, but all acupuncture points are connected, as long as one

When acupoints are pressed, symptoms of qi and blood congestion will immediately appear."

The two people spoke clearly, and there was no room for disbelief by Tu Shan, who didn't know much about the gods.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Zhi Ying and Little Golden Crow, her fierce eyes seeming to poke holes in their bodies.

Zhiying and Little Golden Crow were confident and stood there calmly and calmly. No matter how furious she became, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, but I remained unmoved.

Tu Shan punched the cotton, angrily tore the corners of his clothes and turned around to go to the hall, apparently trying to find a way to "atone" for his sins.

Xiao Jinwu snorted proudly and said with a smile: "We have won another battle, and our understanding is getting better and better!" Thinking of something, he asked slightly dissatisfied, "Why don't you take away the breath-containing thing from her?

Aren’t you worried about her coming to eavesdrop on us again?”

Zhi Ying sighed and said: "Although I changed her into a girl, her cultivation is there. No matter how she changes, she can't hide her beauty. If I don't give her some ways to save her life, what else can she do?"

Atonement? Aren’t my efforts in vain?”

"You stinky girl, you are just soft-hearted!" Xiao Jinwu cursed, but without any intention of blaming him, he could just help her solve the problem.

"Are you soft-hearted?" Zhi Ying's eyes fell on the fiery red tassels on Little Golden Crow's waist, and he said with deep meaning, "It has been said that if the heart is full, it will overflow; if the heart is too strong, it will break. If the heart is too soft, isn't it a deep swamp? You

Don’t worry, I won’t be soft-hearted.”

Little Jinwu greatly agreed, nodded and said: "It's good that you know."

The moon was light last night, but this morning the sky was covered with clouds, and the wind was blowing, bringing fiery tassels flying, like a group of brocades, gorgeous and rich.

But such magnificence is not what she wants, and she can't afford it.

Parting ways with Little Jinwu, Zhiying walked back to his room, where someone was already waiting in front of the door.

"Miss Xi?"

Under the tall yew trees above the house, a young woman turned around, her pink skirt spreading gracefully like a butterfly's wings.

"It's me." Xi Ru looked unkind and stared at Weaver Ying with bulging eyes.

Zhiying turned a blind eye, but was too lazy to put on a smile to welcome this uninvited guest.

She crossed Xi Ru, opened the door, and said, "I'm very tired standing and talking. Miss Xi, come in and sit down."

She lifted the teapot and poured herself tea. She poured it all the way to the bottom without pouring out a drop of water. She glanced at the misty azaleas on the high flower table and couldn't help but sneer: "This is how Uncle Xi taught Miss Xi how to treat guests."

Way?"

Xi Ru rushed over with her eyebrows raised, the jade on her waist jingled: "I poured the tea in the teapot, what are you doing to my father?!"

"Miss Xi is the only descendant of the Xi family, and it is not an exaggeration to be pampered. However, the treatment must be appropriate. Miss Xi must not seek medical treatment in a hurry. When the disease becomes serious and there is no cure, that will be bad.

.”

Zhiying sat down slowly and tapped his finger on the lid of the teapot. The teapot tilted slightly, and the clear and bright water column tilted out. The water column was surrounded by white water vapor, just like the clouds and mist in Wushan Mountain.

She picked up the teacup, raised her little finger naturally, took a sip of tea gracefully, and praised it.

"Miss Xi's tea-making skills are good. It's mellow and sweet, with endless aftertaste. It's a pity that Uncle Xi doesn't have the same luck, but if he wants to drink this Yunwu tea every day, it's not as bad as today's pot."

Xi Ru poured hot tea from the empty teapot and looked at her as if she had seen a ghost. Her eyes were wide open. Her pupils were originally smaller than ordinary people, but now, her eyes seemed to pop out of her eyes.

.

She pointed a trembling finger at Zhi Ying, and her voice was as trembling as her fingers: "You... are you a human or a monster?"

Zhiying played with the purple clay tea cup in his hand, his eyes moved, he looked at Xi Ru with a smile, and said: "Guess!"

Like seeing a demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Purgatory, Xi Ru stepped back step by step. Her eyes accidentally touched the teacup spinning on her fingertips, and she ran over and exclaimed: "What did you do to my father? How dare you do anything bad to my father?"

,so I……"

"What do you want?" Zhi Ying asked calmly.

"I will..." Xiru was at a loss for a moment, and then quickly grabbed Zhiying and threatened in a stern voice, "I will die with you to avenge my father!"

Zhiying frowned, thinking that he had gone too far, and patted his clothes like dust. At the same time, Xiru was knocked back, and Kankan stood still six or seven steps away from Zhiying, her eyes still wide.

Got the boss, bloodshot eyes.

"what are you up to?!"

The joking in Zhiying's eyes disappeared, and he waved his hands in disgust: "Do nothing, I don't have the hobby of sucking people's energy."

Seeing Xi Ru's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy, she simply said: "I am a cultivator. I passed by here by chance and heard that there were monsters causing trouble. Adhering to the heart of punishing evil and promoting good, I killed the monsters and eliminated them, and kept the town peaceful every night."

Xi Ru felt it was extremely ridiculous and subconsciously asked: "Are you a practitioner?"

Am I not, are you? Zhiying wanted to choke back like this.

But it was inevitable that Xi Ruzhen would go out and make noises. She put on a gentle smile, bowed her hands and said, "I am a disciple of Mr. Wu Youshan Zixu. I just had a sexual protrusion, so I'm rude."

Xi Ru frowned, pointed at the teapot on the table, and said with lingering fear: "You...that tea..."

Zhi Ying went over to pick up a new tea cup, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Xi Ru: "It's just a matter of using plum instead of peach stiffness, which is not worth mentioning. It was my fault just now, so I'm going to offer tea instead of wine to apologize to Miss Xi."

The clear tea, with a slight orchid fragrance, was indeed the pot she brewed for Xi Youwei this morning.

Looking up, Zhiying's eyes were frank and straightforward, and her smile was as clear and light as the cloud tea she was holding in her hand. Then she recalled in her mind what she had said before about her urgent need to seek medical attention, and it seemed like every word was crystal clear.

After a long time, Xi Ru suddenly smiled, took the lukewarm tea and drank it down in one gulp, saying, "One leaf of fruit can really blind your eyesight! Miss Gu, I was prejudiced before and I didn't like you in everything. Please forgive me."

He also poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhiying.

Zhi Ying was delighted. This meant that he wanted to laugh away his grudges with her!
Chapter completed!