Sisi was very angry. She was interrupted while telling a story, and then she got to the point where the maid who could disguise herself appeared, and the fairy brother was snatched away.
What's annoying is that I really can't follow him, not even the maid who claims to be Zhao Changhe.
Her disguise as a maid from the Tang family had long been exposed. The real maids were rescued from the firewood shed and starved for two days. If Zhao Changhe hadn't reminded her, she might have starved to death. It didn't matter that the Tang family didn't cause trouble for her.
Seeing as she seemed to have helped a little, how could she let such an unknown person stand by and listen to the "business discussion" between Tang Wanzhuang and Zhao Changhe?
Fortunately, Zhao Changhe knew how to behave and did not follow Tang Wanzhuang directly. Instead, he taught her the Linghu Sword Intent first so that she would have something to practice and something to do.
This sword intention is really just a scratch. Sisi practiced it and really couldn't figure out how Zhao Changhe understood it, but I have to say that it is very suitable for her to use. It is very similar to her method and is excellent for her martial arts.
supplementary benefits.
Sisi suddenly thought that Zhao Changhe's story might be intended to give her some warning. Whether it was the Murong family or Jiumozhi, they both seemed to be villains, and their collection of hundreds of martial arts schools probably didn't make much sense.
, only the one that suits you is the best, and don’t lurk around to learn things in the future... That’s pretty much what it means.
Sisi sighed, it was different.
No matter how smart and analytical Zhao Changhe is, he still misses something.
But can I explain it to him?
Sisi practiced, and subconsciously looked through the door to the bedside. The bloody beads had been thrown there casually, and had just been taken away. She thought of Zhao Changhe's casual attitude last night, everyone got the treasure together, what do you think?
If you want it, take it. If you don’t want it, I’ll keep it. Leave it in our house. This is the basic rule.
But that's because this bead is not suitable for everyone, so it can be like this.
The Sword Emperor's Tomb is not necessarily there, there are some things that everyone wants.
Even if he is willing to give in, the Demon Suppressor will not agree to it. This is no longer a matter between the two of them.
…………
The waterside pavilions of the late Tang Dynasty are also like no other.
Only Huo Qin stood there warily, looking at Zhao Changhe with squinting eyes, focusing on his scar, and curled his lips.
No matter where he looked at it, Baoqin felt that the young lady and this guy had nothing in common.
Although this person is indeed a little calmer now than when we first met in Jianhu City, and he is not so reckless. It may be that the experience of breaking the eucalyptus in Gusu, Yangzhou has made him restrained, but the evil aura on his body is still strong, full of blood, and walking in a big way
The way it comes always makes people feel like a tiger is coming.
But the young lady is as if she were made of water, and her calm steps are like light clouds floating in. The two of them are walking side by side. There is an extreme contrast between movement and stillness in the picture. The tiger is roaring and the mountain breeze is gentle, and there is a strong feeling.
Feeling of tearing.
"Please sit down." Tang Wanzhuang extended her hand to signal, and the two sat opposite each other.
The dishes on the table were simple, even simpler than Tang Buqi's treat before. However, Zhao Changhe felt quite comfortable and was not polite. He directly took the bowl and started eating, saying: "What is something serious to say? The Mausoleum of the Sword Emperor?"
"Well, let's wait until the young master recovers from his injuries first. There is no rush." Tang Wanzhuang said with a smile: "You have been in such a hurry, doing one thing and rushing to do the next, and you really have no idea of slowing down and taking a rest?"
"Yes, weren't you telling stories and drinking tea with the little maid? You invited me to talk about 'business', and it was you who said the business..."
"It's not necessarily what you go out to do that counts..." Tang Wanzhuang said, "For example, have you thought about the bead yesterday?"
"Well, the dirty air is messy and all kinds of messy negative breaths are gathered together. It is not suitable for me to use. It is more suitable for some demons who practice this kind of negative emotion skills. But have you blocked these evil spirits and extracted the evil spirit blood separately?
Brutal method?"
"Yes, this is business." Tang Wanzhuang said: "I couldn't think of any ideas yesterday. I came back and thought about it all night, and I still have some ideas."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought that the blind man said you are not weak, and there is probably a way. It is indeed the case. Speaking of which, it is really awesome to be told by a blind man that you are not weak. At least the martial arts understanding should be beyond the level of Maitreya. The reason why the fight is almost the same is probably because of this condition.
It's a drag, I wonder if she will be on the top level if she recovers?
He asked for advice very humbly: "I came to Gusu mainly for this evil-nurturing object. If I want to improve my blood-evil skills quickly, these are indispensable. Since Maitreya has given me this object, I don't need it."
A little disappointed. What are your ideas, Chief?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "Do you remember that I once told you that it would be good for you if you were willing to learn to play the piano, draw and paint?"
Zhao Changhe: "Uh..."
"You were arrogant and violent during the war, which was good for fighting but not good for cultivation. At present, your cultivation seems to be unstoppable. There is no one faster than you in the whole world. In fact, your foundation is hidden and not solid.
But you are still eager to continue cultivating evil spirits and move forward... Shu Wanzhuang said bluntly, if you continue like this, sooner or later you will be stuck on the threshold of the eighth or ninth level and will be in pain, because there is too little precipitation and accumulation-this accumulation is not just about merit.
The law is even reflected in the technique.”
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and sighed: "Actually, I also know in my heart that I was too hasty and lacked time to settle. But many things were pushed forward and came one after another, and they didn't give me time to settle down."
Tang Wanzhuang picked up a cup of lotus seed soup and drank it slowly: "In fact, you can stay in Jianhu City for a while to practice. Han Wubing is your good friend. You should have worked hard together and promoted each other. Why did you go like this?
urgent?"
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment and scratched his head.
He even forgot why he left in such a hurry in the first place, as if he had already left so late that it was time for him to leave...
Or maybe you are simply avoiding her Tang Wanzhuang and don’t want to see her more?
Oh, it seems like I just got gold foil for the first time. I don’t want to stay in such a complicated place for longer?
I have forgotten what I was thinking at that time. Anyway, I left in a hurry, as if something was biting me in the back.
Perhaps it can be said that it is just because of my impetuous mentality that I cannot stay in one place.
Tang Wanzhuang said leisurely: "If Wanzhuang didn't tell me this time, would you have finished exploring the Sword Emperor's Tomb and were in a hurry to run away?"
Zhao Changhe could only say: "I forgot what I was thinking at that time. Didn't you give me the task to complete?"
This is the blame... Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but laugh: "So you obey my orders? Then I will give you a task this time. No matter what the outcome of the Sword Emperor's Tomb is, how about you stay here for ten more days?"
Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "Why do you stay here? How familiar are we with you? What are you thinking about? Shouldn't you and I end our relationship?"
Tang Wanzhuang sighed helplessly: "How can private reputation be more important than official business... No matter what the young master thinks, in Wan Zhuang's eyes, you are just business."
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and sighed: "So why did you leave me?"
"Learn piano, calligraphy, painting, and poetry from me." Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "Perhaps you don't need to learn poems and books anymore. The young master has spoken out his words, and the story he compiled makes Wanzhuang want to continue listening to it... so
It would be a pity to be full of knowledge but to show others that you are reckless."
Zhao Changhe was helpless: "You want me to learn these things? Even if you are really a prince, you don't have to learn these principles. It's useless if you learn them well. Did the history of the Era tell you about Zhao Ji and Li Yu?"
Tang Wanzhuang said seriously: "Your mind needs to slow down. These things can slow you down. Concentrate your mind, cultivate your sentiments, and erase your impetuosity. That's all."
Zhao Changhe really didn't want to learn, so he had to say: "You said you had an idea about beads, but this is what happened?"
"This is one of the ways. Why can those negative things such as hatred, resentment, hostility, etc. affect your temperament or thoughts? Because your heart is not peaceful at all. I want to teach you the meaning of the Tang family. No matter how the wind blows from all directions or the spring water flows, it is nothing.
A ripple. At that time, your heart will be on its own, the spiritual platform will be like water, and the moon will shine, and there will be no inner demons."
Zhao Changhe's eyes widened: "I secretly learned a bit of your swordsmanship, and your nephew had trouble with me several times. You really taught me the core meaning of the Tang family? By then, his uncle and aunt would beat people in anger.
I’m afraid it’s you…”
Tang Wanzhuang interrupted directly: "What about yourself? Are you willing to learn?"
Zhao Changhe scratched his head: "Do I need to become a disciple?"
Tang Wanzhuang lowered her head, holding a small spoon in her delicate hand, stirring the lotus seed soup, and after a long while she said: "If you are willing, that would be the best."
In the summer afternoon, it was hot and windless, and even the surrounding waterside pavilions seemed scorching hot, without any hint of coolness.
But when she lowered her head and stirred gently with her bare hands, the coolness of the lotus seeds in the bowl was released, and the summer afternoon had the refreshing coolness of blooming water lotuses.