Since Master would rather let me Yunsu be above my own daughter-in-law, and I am closely related to her grievances with my uncle Yunmo, then, who is my Yunsu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yunsu, Yunmo... Could it be-

Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, how can I think about it because of this! There are so many people with similar names on Penglai Island, if one word is similar, it can be concluded that they are close relatives of flesh and blood, then my entire three thousand disciples of Penglai are all related to each other.

What's more, I don't even know if the cloud character in my name is a surname or a given name.

I shook my head and smiled, remembering the small white jade vial that my uncle had stuffed into his hand when he was parting during the day. So he gently pulled down the purple-pink bed curtain, took out the jade bottle from his sleeve, and looked at it with some faint light. The jade is warm and delicate, made of high-quality mutton fat jade, and it seems to be no different from other medicine bottles in Penglai.

In this way, the mystery should be in the bottle.

Uncorked the bottle, I carefully poured the contents of the bottle into the palm of my hand—two red-scented pills, and two small rolls of paper with small and vigorous handwriting, one that read Mo Liang and the other Yun Su .

I slowly unwrapped the roll of paper that belonged to me. When the small paper roll was opened, it turned out to be the size of ordinary rice paper, but much thinner.

Strangely, there is not a single word on it. It's just a faint smell of medicine.

Then I remembered that Mo Liang said a mysterious and ancient paper-making secret technique of the Holy Ice Tribes of the Arctic Kingdom - the pulp is made of selected 7749 kinds of herbs, and then used a special technology to bake and dry, the paper made is as light as fine hair, as thin as cicada wings, and what is even more amazing is that this kind of paper is written with peach branches, but the handwriting is not visible.

If the reader wants to read the letter, he must find the antidote to these 7749 herbs, burn them, and bake them with a flame before they can be revealed.

More and less, more and less, the paper will turn to ashes, and the secret on the paper is helpless even if it is a fairy.

So this kind of paper is called Tianji paper.

The letter that Uncle Yun Mo gave me was only afraid that it was this heavenly paper.

If so, it can only be considered in the long run.

I re-rolled the paper, put the pills and letterhead into the jade bottle, and put them in my chest.

At this moment, I heard the sound of light footsteps getting closer and closer.

I pretended to close my eyes and meditate, and when I heard footsteps stop, I heard Biqiong ask, "Yunsu, have you slept?"

"No, think about something." I said, nonchalantly lifting the curtain and asking her what was the matter.

"Master asked Buli to pass the word over, let's clean up and leave the day after tomorrow."

I nodded.

That's all.

"Everything you have on you before you go out is to be carefully checked." Bi Dome reminded.

"Got it." I said.

The Dome is a reminder at the right time. I was secretly anxious in my heart, since this is the case, where should I put the little jade bottle given by my uncle? If the pills can be put in a daily medicine bottle to get through together, then what should the paper be treated with?

It seems that it should be better to give it to Mo Liang as soon as possible, he should always have a better way than me.

"Senior brother, we will also set off together the day after tomorrow." I asked her.

"Hmm." Blue Dome Road. Seeing that I had nothing else to do, she withdrew from the dormitory.

I looked at her thin back, thinking about her background, and lost my mind for a moment.

Second, I went to find Mo Liang, and the little guy next to Mo Liang said that he was sent by the master early in the morning to explain the matter of going to sea.

The sea is imminent, and it is not advisable to delay, so I have to find another way. A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I remembered the pearl hairpin that Mo Liang brought me when he went to sea before to hide things, and it seemed that it was time for it to come in handy......

On the second day, the master didn't say much, just asked me if my things had been packed properly, and then left Biqiong to ask alone.

I suspect they must have a lot to say.

So he waited quietly outside the Eight Immortals Hall until Biqiong's eyes were red.

"Are you alright?" Yunsu asked.

She shook her head. Before I could see the emotion on her face, the person had already flashed past me.

After returning to the Liuli Palace, she retreated left and right, and said specially: "Yunsu, if you can trust me, if you have anything you want to bring but it is inconvenient to bring, I may be able to help you."

I was thinking about whether I should give the jade bottle to Biqiong for safekeeping, after all, I was afraid of my uncle's attitude towards her, and finally I wanted to stop talking.

Early the next morning, my aunt sent me a message, saying that the master had invited me, and halfway through saying that the master had given me a send-off bath in the Yao Pond and asked me to go over to bathe.

I sneered in my heart, I just didn't want to raid and search my body, I'm afraid that at this moment, I am here for a secret search, and the Liuli Palace has been searched upside down. Even so, it was just that there was no need to make these sub-names, but I still smiled slightly and followed meekly.

It's just that I'm thinking about the jade bottle I pressed on the head of the bed, and I thought about taking it away quietly, but now it seems that I can't keep it. As for the paper, fortunately, I was prepared.

Sure enough, when I came back, Biqiong told me that the glass hall was up and down, including my luggage, which was soft and soft, and that the maidservants sent by the master had been inspected inside and out.

Master, she doesn't trust me anymore after all. Perhaps, she never trusted me.

I was absent-minded and answered. Thinking that eighty percent of the white jade bottle had been collected, he looked at the bedside worriedly.

Biqiong put something in my hand and said, "I don't see anything famous about this bottle, but I thought you should be useful, so I put it away for you."

I lowered my eyes and opened it to smell it, and sure enough, it was the jade bottle that my uncle handed over to me.

So he glanced at Biqiong gratefully and ashamedly, not knowing how to explain. Perhaps, she was already aware of something, and I didn't need to explain it anymore.

I approached the bronze mirror and subconsciously looked at my temples, the beaded hairpin was well inserted in my bun, exuding a shining light.

On the day of going to sea, before the people sent by Mo Liang informed me and Biqiong that they were on the boat, I was dizzy all the time, as if in a dream, and I couldn't believe that I could really leave Penglai.

I've been dreaming of this day all my dreams.

I've been dreaming of this day.

But when this day really came, I was overwhelmed.

It wasn't until Hanchen led me and Biqiong all the way to the east of the sea, looking at the luxurious merchant ships and Mo Liang's relieved and relieved smiling face, that I believed that this was the truth.

Yes, I can leave, this place that has locked me up for more than ten years and I can't love or hate.

Mo Liang's smile was as warm as before, but there was obviously a little more real joy in his eyes.

I said, Senior Brother, Biqiong, before leaving, let's take another look at Master.

"Master asked Buli to pass the word early in the morning, saying that we are going to retreat today, and we want to go on the road with peace of mind, so don't disturb." Mo Liang Road.

Perhaps, if you are as strong as a fight, you are also afraid of life and death.

So my brother and sister knelt on the beach with a tacit understanding, bowed three times to the Eight Immortals Palace, and turned around to get on the boat.

The blue dome, which has always been clean and neat, was reluctant to get up at the moment, and stopped and looked back a few degrees.

Whether it's love, resentment, or hate, that's her mother-in-law, who hasn't been away for more than ten years, and today is a farewell, naturally reluctant.

I looked in the direction she was looking at, and I could see in the distance that there seemed to be a red shadow on the blue sea tide, and the flames were burning on the blue sea tide.

Biqiong smiled with relief.

I was also happy, and said in my heart: "Master, for Biqiong, for me, for Mo Liang, you still have some true feelings after all." ”

After thinking about it for a while, I entered the cabin first, leaving Biqiong to look back on the deck.