An unexpected piece of paper fell out of the longevity lock. This thing, similar to a letter, was rolled into a roll and lay quietly on the bluestone pavement of the Moon Arch. It was only early in the morning,
There were many servants coming and going in the Ming Mansion, and some people saw Feng Jueyu standing alone under the moon gate doing something. Fortunately, Feng Jueyu had quick eyes and quick hands and picked up the paper roll, so that he did not attract anyone's attention.
Notice.
He quietly put the piece of paper away and was about to find a place where no one was around to watch it, when Yi Bingyan came over from the opposite side.
Feng Jueyu felt annoyed for no reason, why was she here at such a critical moment?
"Feng Jueyu, what are you doing?" Before he could get closer, Yi Bingyan's big, smart eyes were staring at Feng Jueyu's hand.
"Nothing to do? I'm getting ready to go to Dingxin Pavilion." Feng Jueyu calmly put the paper roll into his arms.
Yi Bingyan changed into an aqua gauze skirt today, which perfectly brought out the mysterious aura of the spirit tribe girl. Her exquisite figure and plump breasts gave people a charming sense of beauty. She is no longer as fat and dark as before.
The supreme robe, hat and veil highlight its beautiful and graceful side.
Feng Jueyu looked a little lost in thought and couldn't help joking: "This outfit suits you very well. I won't wear black robes anymore. If I cover my hat with a bamboo hat all day long, I won't be afraid of prickly heat."
"What is prickly heat?" Yi Bingyan was slightly startled. Although she didn't know what "prickly heat" was, she could hear that Feng Jueyu was praising her for her beauty.
After living for nearly twenty years, this was the first time for Yi Bingyan to show her true side to others. Naturally, she couldn't help but blush a little because of the teasing. But looking at the bad look of Feng Da Killer, Yi Bingyan couldn't help but
He spat, saying that human men are romantic and affectionate, and it is indeed true. Not only does he have a fiancée and a sister who is completely obedient to him, but he actually has the leisure to tease others, you scoundrel!
Staring at Feng Jueyu with disdain, Yi Bingyan turned her head to the side, hiding the shyness behind her disdain, and asked: "Have you thought of a way?"
I'm afraid only Feng Jueyu can understand this question. It should be about how to deal with Xing Kun. Feng Jueyu showed a bitter face and said: "Sister, you haven't woken up yet. It's only been a few days and you've been expecting me to come up with it."
way."
Yi Bingyan said: "I don't care, anyway, delaying it for one more day will be dangerous. If you are interested in visiting the garden and admiring flowers, you might as well go back and think of a solution."
Visiting a garden and admiring flowers? How can I have the time now?
It turned out that Yi Bingyan thought that she was walking slowly in the backyard to enjoy the flowers in the garden, which made Feng Da Killer very angry, and said: "You are just asking me to think of a way, have you figured it out? Don't forget, we
You're like a grasshopper on a rope. You won't be able to recover even if I die. I think you're used to acting like a supreme being and letting others think about everything. Why don't you think about it yourself?"
"..." Yi Bingyan was speechless after being choked by Feng Jueyu's remarks. Feng Jueyu was right. When she came out of Tiannan, she, Feng Jueyu and Sima Ruyu were already tied together.
Not only will everyone be prosperous, but I'm afraid it will also be a loss for both. With the old devil's personality, if that guy recovers, no one will be able to escape. Forcing Feng Jueyu to find a solution on his own is not the same thing.
In fact, Yi Bingyan appeared here just to ask Feng Jueyu about countermeasures. Unexpectedly, before finishing a few words, the two of them started to argue again. Yi Bingyan was also very angry and couldn't fight even though he was fighting.
It was still unspeakable, but for a moment Yi Bingyan was so angry that her pretty face turned red and her love fluctuated.
"Who says I don't have a solution? I haven't figured it out yet, haven't I?"
"You asked me before you even figured it out? Do you think I'm a god? If I were a god, I would have killed that bastard with one palm, and you still ask."
The sinister Feng Da Killer has always been very talkative and unforgiving. Coupled with some grievances in the past, Yi Bing didn't save any face for Yi Bingyan. He just turned around and left after saying a few words.
"Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I still have to study the Seven-Colored Demonic Heart Pill."
"You..." Seeing Feng Da Killer walking away with a nose that was not a nose or a face, Yi Bingyan was so angry that she didn't move at all. It wasn't until Feng Da Killer's back disappeared from sight that Yi Bingyan realized it later.
He stamped his jade feet and said angrily: "You, just wait for me, you gangster!"
…
After stumbling over a few words with Yi Bingyan, Feng Jueyu, who had the upper hand, felt much better. Although Yi Bingyan's questioning was without any nutrition, it undoubtedly reminded Feng Da Killer of one thing, that is, this matter cannot be done.
No more delay.
Who knows when that bastard Xing Kun will come out of seclusion? If he comes out without getting the seven-color magic pill, he has not thought of a way to deal with him, and I am afraid his life will be in danger. So Feng Jueyu is not even in the mood to read the piece of paper.
Okay, go straight to Dingxin Pavilion.
After half a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu arrived at Dingxin Pavilion. The door was still open three days ago with two young servants. They saw Feng Jueyu from a distance. They looked at each other and immediately greeted him with a flattering smile.
They were all tall and thick, with a height of 1.9 meters, but they were all bowing together, for fear that they would be a head taller than Feng Jueyu and make people unhappy. One of them said with a smile on his face: "Master, you are here, Master.
Waiting inside for a long time, please..."
When did I become a father?
Looking at the overwhelming performance of the two servants of Dingxin Pavilion, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt a little puzzled. How did he know that when he came that day, the two of them were shocked enough to see Wang Jiutong personally come out to pick him up, but they didn't expect to wait for him
After leaving, Wang Jiutong warned them again, saying that if they saw Feng Jueyu coming again, they should invite him in quickly. If they dared to be disrespectful to him, they should pack their bags and leave immediately.
When the two of you heard this, your hearts beat like drums and you couldn't sleep for half the night. In the end, the treatment that even Mr. Ming Dongcheng didn't enjoy happened to a boy with a beard who looked like he hadn't showered in half a year. Immediately
While dreaming, he recalled Feng Jueyu's appearance for thousands of times, fearing that someone would doze off and unintentionally offend this man, so he couldn't eat and walked around, so when he saw Feng Jueyu this time, the two
People are extremely flattering.
Led by two boys who smiled particularly eagerly, Feng Jueyu came to the backyard of Dingxin Pavilion. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard Wang Jiutong driving people away.
"You guys should go back first. I said I won't accept any disciples. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. It's really disappointing..."
There were two young men in the yard who were dressed very luxuriously. They looked almost like the Cheng Shaojing they met a while ago. They were probably of high background. They were bending over to beg for apprenticeship. Unexpectedly, they were scolded by Wang Jiutong, and even the clothes he brought with him were scolded by Wang Jiutong.
The gifts were thrown into the yard.
The faces of the two young men looked very ugly, and they had to force a smile and pretend to be indifferent. They were obviously extremely embarrassed.
The two young men were still planning to beg for mercy. Unexpectedly, when Wang Jiu looked towards the courtyard gate, his old dog-shit-smelling, tight face suddenly turned into a wrinkled rag, with all the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.
With a smile that he had never shown to them before, he walked over in two steps at a time.
"Little friend Feng, you're here, so I can wait, haha..."
The two of them were stunned.
Who doesn’t know that Wang Jiutong is a famous bad-faced person in Zhongtian City? Even Mr. Mingdongcheng finds it difficult to see him laughing so eagerly. It feels like seeing his own son, and he wants to hold him in his arms and chew him.
Take two bites.
Thinking about Wang Jiutong's treatment of them before, the two of them couldn't help but shout in their hearts: The gap is too big!
Because of this, the two of them paid special attention to Feng Jueyu: he had an average figure, an ordinary coarse robe, a full beard, and a hemp rope tied around his waist...
The two young men rubbed their eyes in disbelief. They felt that they had not woken up for a while. How could such a night-scented person deserve such a beaming smile from Old Man Wang? Did the sun come out from the west this morning? What the hell!
Feng Jueyu glanced at the two young men and soon discovered that these two guys were looking at him with jealousy like tongues of fire. However, since he didn't know them, Feng Jueyu didn't bother to talk to them. He just asked intentionally or unintentionally when he walked towards them.
He said: "Senior Wang, did I come at the wrong time?"
The two young men looked at each other and cursed in their hearts: You damn well know that you came at the wrong time, why don't you get out?
Just when the two of them were hoping that Feng Jueyu, who was somewhat self-aware, would get out, Wang Jiutong's performance exceeded their expectations: "No way, Feng Xiaoyou's visit, even in the middle of the night, is a coincidence.
Could it be that this is not the time, hey, I said you two bastards, why are you still standing here? Didn’t you see that I have a guest? "
The two of you felt like crying, and said to yourself that we didn't do anything, and we were scolded for no reason. Is there any justice in this?
Although they were very dissatisfied, they both understood that the old guy in front of them could not offend, so they quickly ran away in despair...
"Wait, take your things and leave them here for me to pack for you?"
"Yes, yes..."
The two young men in rich clothes were sweating profusely, picked up their things and ran away. Of course, they did not forget to take a look at Feng Jueyu before saying goodbye. Their envy, jealousy and hatred were beyond words.
After the two young men left, Wang Jiutong's stinky face came back again like a magic trick. He was smiling from ear to ear as if he had picked up a treasure worth over ten thousand taels of gold. He patted the wind enthusiastically.
Jueyu said over his shoulder: "Come on, come with me and see what I found."
Feng Jueyu quickly forgot about these two unimportant people and followed Wang Jiutong into the main hall. Suddenly, he found several exquisite boxes placed on the table. Old man Wang didn't show off and opened the boxes one by one. A rich smell came out.
The scent of medicine hits your nose.
It made Old Wang so happy, and he didn't know much. Almost immediately, Feng Jueyu guessed that the herbs placed in the box should be the main ingredients of the Seven-Color Demonic Heart Pill. He ran over and took a look. They were blue and green.
, purple, crystal clear, no less than a dozen copies, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed: "Is this the medicinal material for refining the seven-color magic elixir?"
A note to readers:
PS: The second update on the 7th. As fast as possible, as fast as possible, the copper coins are rolling all over the floor to code. Try to make more updates within the effective time to make up for what is owed.