There is an inn at 2,400 steps of stone steps, which is stuck in the bend of the stone steps. (Read the whole text on Lu Literature Network)

The inn was dark, and under the porch in front of the door sat two black shadows, both holding long cigarette pouches.

The faint fireworks reflected the faces of the two women, who were in their forties, and the complexion and wrinkles on their faces indicated that they were both hardworking and lonely peasant women, or......

The ones who explored the way ahead were "Han Xiangzi" and "Uncle Cao Guo", among the eight immortals of the Taoist Sect, only they and Tie Guan Li were the ones who went up the mountain with Elder Mu; Several others have returned to Wushan to participate in the preliminary work of the construction of Wenfeng Mountain Scenic Area.

"Daoist Sect borrows the Tao, please make it convenient for a friend." "Uncle Cao Guo" stood ten meters outside the inn and hugged his fists.

"We're guests too. Just go, no one will stop you. The woman outside removed the cigarette holder and pointed at Ye Er behind Uncle Cao Guo coldly;" The farther the stinky man goes, the better, and she stays. ”

"Where did you come from?" "Han Xiangzi" raised his eyebrows and stopped in front of Ye Er.

"Personal grievances, nothing to do with outsiders." Another woman stood, fierce; "There is a brother in our family who has taken a fancy to her, and she will not marry in this life. Our family has eight generations of single inheritance, and now it is eight sisters guarding a seedling, when the elder sister is looking for a daughter-in-law for the younger brother, should it be? ”

"Excuse me, which son of the Qingyang family is that seedling?" Fan Xing stood on the right side of Ye Er and said loudly; "Where is Sister Jiang Xiaoyan? When will she come forward? ”

"Recognized?" The woman pouted; "It is Jiang Xiaoyan who has taken a fancy to her, and Wupin Qingyang is now in charge. Such an identity won't insult her, right? ”

"Smoke Girl is also a woman." cookie interface; "Could it be...... No, no, she's a woman. ”

"Smoke is what you stinky man can call too?" The woman who spoke first was furious and swung her cigarette pouch at the cookie.

The cookie is a loose sound, which can hold a cigarette pouch. However, holding the cigarette pouch did not ensure his safety, and a blazing spark burst out of the smoke pot. Cookie didn't care, and a dozen sparks landed on his shoulders ≈ arms, "Poof! There were a few dim green lights on the ground, and a strange smell wafted through the air.

Everyone didn't expect the woman to be so fierce and suddenly attack without saying a word. Seeing that Cookie was injured, he moved almost at the same time.

Fan Xing was the first to react, and the black jade bamboo flute struck in the stream next to the stone steps, causing a large splash of water to cover the cookies.

The jade plate of "Uncle Cao Guo" and the bamboo flute of "Han Xiangzi" are respectively awarded to a woman.

However, the two women did not parry, and held their chests open for them to fight.

The jade board and the bamboo flute stopped almost at the same time, one finger on the chest and the other at the throat, no more than an inch away.

"Fight, kill." The woman roared and took the initiative to come up.

"Han Xiangzi" and "Uncle Cao Guo" were forced to retreat constantly, but they had never encountered such a female bachelor.

The two cigarette pouches waved again, hugged their heads and smashed at "Uncle Cao Guo" and "Han Xiangzi".

This time, everyone finally understood why Cookie was tricked. It's not that they're smart, it's that their cultivation is too shallow.

"Uncle Cao Guo" is the same as "Han Xiangzi", he only has the ability to parry, and he has no power to fight back. They had multiple chances to knock out their opponents, but each time they threw up at the last minute. The two women didn't hide at all, and seemed to be happy to be seen.

"Hit⌒ don't dare to do anything." Yukimi Iike had already come down from Hiroshi Kawanaka's back and stood with Ye'er, angrily.

"The old lady has no money and no man, so she has already lived enough. You little girl, my mother still doesn't look down on you. "If you have a kind, you will kill me, die early and get out early÷ be a man for the rest of your life, and kill you as an Oriental goods." The two women were not afraid at all, and scolded in between.

Ichi Yukimi was so angry that she trembled and kicked a corner of Hiroshi Kawanaka: "Are you deaf?" ”

Hiroshi Kawanaka snorted, and the god in front of his hands threw out two four-sided darts.

At this time, I realized that the two women were not ordinary female singles, but agile and very familiar female singles. They screamed, "What a fight! "The little devil is shameless" jumped out of the circle and disappeared into the depths of the mountains and forests at the same time.

Ye Er hurriedly checked the cookies, and Elder Mu was giving him medicine. The clothes on Cookie's body were burned with more than a dozen holes, and in the moonlight, the dozen wounds did not bleed or blister, but shone with a bewitching blue phosphorescence.

"What is this? Does it hurt? Ye Er was so frightened that her face was pale, how could she have ever seen such an insidious and vicious injury!

"It doesn't hurt, it's itchy." Cookie forced a smile. He understood that this time it was a big problem. Pain or bleeding is nothing, and what I am most afraid of is this strange poison.

Elder Mu used four medicines on the four wounds, but his expression became more and more solemn. The four pills had little effect, and the speed at which the blue phosphorescence cauterized the skin of the cookie did not ease in the slightest.

"This yin fire, those two stinky ...... The woman's poison practiced as a furnace was ignited by an oblique object. There is no cure. "Elder Mu finally figured out the cause of the blue phosphorus fire, but it was even more desperate.

"Is there really no cure? What will happen to him? ”

"There is no solution, and all methods are adding fuel to the fire. It can only be subdued with colder cold dew. As long as the yin fire can be extinguished, it is not difficult to dissolve the yin poison. ”

"What is Cold Dew?" Cookie asked, tingling.

"Cold dew is real water that is colder than ice."

"Where can I find Hanlu?" This time, "Han Xiangzi" and "Uncle Cao Guo" asked in the same voice.

"Cold ice is easy to take, innocence is rare. One is the cold ice obtained from the thousand-year-old ice heart, condensed with true qi, and the first drop is cold dew. One is to cultivate oneself, collect the essence of heaven and earth, condense with true qi, and also get cold dew. It's just that it has to be cultivated to have this effect. ”

"I'll try." Fan Xing stood up, and the black jade bamboo flute was pointed at a wound.

The bamboo flute mouth first oozed a faint mist, and then, a drop of crystal water condensed and dripped onto the wound.

Cookie groaned in comfort, and the blue phosphorescence went out.

Jing Chi Xuemei looked at the bamboo flute in amazement, there is no medicine, only dripping water can heal the wound? There's a lot of water in the creek next to it?

The experience of the past few days has taught her not to talk nonsense in front of these people.

Ten minutes passed, and Fan Xing extinguished the eight vinegar fires, and by the ninth building, it was already very reluctant. Cookie had fifteen wounds on his body, and the remaining six points of phosphorus fire had burned out a wound the size of a walnut.

"Miss Su, it's your turn." Fan Xing's face was pale and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What to do? I won't. Ye Er was embarrassed.

"You just haven't done it." Fan Xing pointed to the cloth bag around Ye'er's waist with a bamboo flute; "With it, you'll do it."

The cloth bag contained Feng Zhuo Qingyu of the three monuments of Zhumen, Ye Er opened the cloth bag and held Feng Zhuo Qingyu in his hand; "What to do?"

"I don't know, but someone does. You can call him. ”

Ye Er suddenly woke up, isn't Zhuang known as "Divine Doctor Li Xiang"? He must have a way.

"But ......" Ye'er took out her mobile phone, and a new problem came again: she didn't know Zhuang's phone number.

Some time ago, Zhuang gave up taking advantage of the number in order to avoid pursuit. He has a lot of mobile phones and many cards around him, and each of them will not be used more than once, almost losing one with one.

Ye Er calmed herself down, only she could solve this problem, and the people around her couldn't help.

Ye Er first dialed Huang Hai's mobile phone, knowing that Zhuang dialed Miss Chen Yiyi's mobile phone ≈ Jiaxue Garden, and the information she got was not in Jiaxue Garden, but on the yacht "Knight of the East China Sea".

However, Chen Yiyi gave Ye Er another number, the mobile phone number of the beautiful reporter Miss Ouyang. Chen Yiyi, Zhuang has been with her for the past two days.

Although Ye Er was a little unhappy in her heart, she didn't think too much, she believed in Zhuang.

The night in Shanghai is more than an hour earlier than that of Fanjing Mountain, and the Jiaxue Garden is brightly lit and full of people.

The staff of Neptune Entertainment decorated a pale yellow live stage in a corner of the hall.

Hua Hua sits in the center of the stage in the main seat of a huge root carved tea sea, and the background wall is a painting of Phoenix's ink landscape, focusing on the stilted buildings on both sides of the Tuojiang River.

On the top left are four handsome and elegant cursive scripts written by Zhuang: Phoenix Qing Tan.

Liao Feng sat on the left side of the flower in a cyan Tang suit, with a pair of gold-wire glasses and a folding fan in his hand. As the saying goes, people depend on their clothes. Originally, Sven's Liao Feng was set off by this set of outfits, and he was a bit of a romantic and talented man who read poetry and books.

Lee Jung-hoon sat on the right side of the flower, with a straight suit and a wooden and serious expression.

He has already made his choice: to stay in China.

Because of Lee Jung-hoon's change, the originally planned clown no longer exists; It makes the young people of the site quite complaining. Fortunately, their boss is very reasonable, for the sake of money. For this video broadcast, Zhuang Ke spent a lot of money.

From the perspective of on-site effects, the performance of both Flowers and Liao Feng is unsatisfactory, and there are many scenes such as forgetting words, cold scenes, and incompatible prefaces.

Fortunately, it was recorded, and every time there was a stuck accident, Miss Ouyang would shout to stop, and then start again.

This made Lee Jung-hoon, the best performer, a little impatient. Unexpectedly, several experts and scholars sitting in the guest seat watched it with relish, and every time they spit, they would provide Liao Feng with some creative witty words or new perspectives.

Of course, all of these new perspectives are relevant to today's topic∪ one expert made an argument that made everyone in the room applaud for a long time: the relationship between kimchi and the paranoid and narrow-minded character of the Korean nation.

There is a good excuse for doing a show with the website, and any problem can be solved on the spot.

A string of answers was immediately laid out in front of the expert bench, and after their screening and selection, Kimchi was listed as three heinous crimes.

One of them; Kimchi contains a substance called nitrite, which has a strong carcinogenic effect when ingested over a long period of time.

Second; Nitrite can damage the brain center and peripheral nervous system, causing hyperactivity, poor concentration, learning difficulties, willful impulsivity, and irritable temper in children. **Later, it is easy to form paranoia, selfishness, arrogance and other bad personalities. It is a tragedy to come as a people who eat kimchi as their best food.

The third article is more far-fetched, Li Zhengxun protested, and Miss Ouyang also said that it was unacceptable.

However, everyone thinks it's creative, especially young people; In the end, a compromise was reached, and the line was more subtle, as follows: the quality of kimchi is directly related to the kimchi jar, the jar is a closed container of selfishness, and long-term consumption of the food in this container has a suggestive effect on the person's character. It is easy to form a kind of thing like yours is mine, mine is also mine, and good things are my bad faults.

Another argument related to the fragility of the pot's characteristics and fragile nerves was strongly rejected by Ouyang, and Zhuang had some regrets like everyone else.

Sitting with Miss Ouyang was Miss Sako Kawakami, a Japanese professional host, who was not supposed to be here, but Huahua needed a teacher, so Zhuang invited her in advance.

Sako Kawakami is the most professional one, she is only interested in technical issues such as lighting, camera∧ camera angle on the broadcast effect, and the most powerful thing she tosses is a flower.

The shooting lasted for more than an hour, and the one-hour Phoenix Qingtan recorded less than ten minutes for post-editing and production, and Huahua had already cried twice after she had been taught to cry.

Zhuang, Fanxin Daoist and Lan Zhanjiang were not at the scene, they watched the live broadcast in the room, just observing.

Fan Xin felt that Liao Feng's state was too relaxed, perhaps because he was infected by the atmosphere of the scene. He went out and reminded Liao Feng to pay attention to controlling the rhythm of his language. When I came back, I had a delicate blue phone in my hand.

"Miss Ouyang, Miss Su's call has reached her."

Zhuang took a look, it was also Ye'er's number, and hurriedly put it to his ear.

"Ye'er, just now...... What ...... you" Fan Xin saw that Zhuang's expression changed from relaxed to cold, and his face was pale.

He stood up and turned off the sound of the monitor, and the room was immediately silent.

Lan Zhanjiang and Fan Xin could vaguely hear Ye'er's hurried voice on their mobile phones, far away in Xiangxi, something important must have happened.

Fanjing Mountain's 10,000-step ladder, Cookie has fallen into a coma.

Ye Er dialed Miss Ouyang's phone, at first no one answered, and then someone answered, but hung up without two sentences.

Ye Er anxiously dialed Chen Yiyi's phone again, Chen Yiyi heard that Ye Er was really in trouble, and hurriedly called the doorman of Jiaxue Garden, and asked the doorman to inform Miss Ouyang to answer the phone.

Fan Xing rested for a while, watching cookies was really painful, and he couldn't help but spend his work again. But this time, not only did his efforts have no effect, but the Moyu bamboo flute was broken, and Fan Xing also injured his internal organs due to excessive exertion, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhuang knew that he couldn't be in a hurry now, so he asked Ye'er to give the phone to Elder Mu, and he described the symptoms of cookies.

Elder Mu, Cookie couldn't stand the unbearable itching on his body and passed out on his own initiative, and it was okay for the time being. As long as he can extinguish the yin fire, he can dissolve the yin poison.

Zhuang was relieved and asked Elder Mu to give the phone to Ye'er. If he was on the scene, he would be able to extinguish the Yin Fire by refining the True Qi with Long Xing, but Ye Er ...... He weighed and deliberated before deciding on his ideas. Although it is a bit risky, it is a matter of life and death for cookies, and for the time being, Ye Er can only take risks.

"Ye'er, listen carefully. The first step is to adjust your ......"

After listening carefully to Zhuang's words, Ye Er was about to do so, but Zhuang forced her to repeat every word she had just said. Sure enough, Ye'er misunderstood two things. Zhuang explained again, and asked Ye'er to give the phone to Elder Mu and repeat it to him before allowing her to start.

Ye Er slowly adjusted her breathing, Feng Zhuo Qingyu drew a word "qi", then a word "spirit", and then a word "qi".

In this cycle, Ye Er's movements became slower and slower, but Feng Zhuo Qingyu began to move.

When writing the word "qi", the green feather at the end of Feng Zhuoqingyu's pen expands into a ball; When writing the word "spirit", the green feather is condensed like a needle.

The eighteenth time the word "spirit" was written, the surrounding water vapor seemed to be attracted and became foggy. Cui Yu's bang contracted and condensed, and a drop of crystal water appeared at the tip of the pen.

"Elder, it's okay." Zhuang listened to Elder Mu describe what he saw on the phone.

"Miss Su, it's okay." Elder Mu sent the cookie to Ye'er and looked at Ye'er nervously.

Feng Zhuo Qingyu seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Ye Er's eyes opened slightly, looked at the wound of the cookie, and slowly sank.

Cui Yu touched the phosphorus fire slightly, and a puff of green smoke came out of the cookie's skin, and the phosphorus fire was silently extinguished.

Ye Er gasped slightly, and started from scratch again, running Peng Ma Gong to condense the surrounding water vapor, and with the help of Feng Zhuo Qingyu, the water vapor was condensed into cold dew that was colder than ice.

This time, Ye Er wrote the word "qi" twenty-one times, the word "spirit" twenty-one times, and the second drop of cold dew seeped out from the tip of Feng Zhuo Qingyu Peak.

Elder Mu had been concerned about Ye Er's every move, and seeing that Ye Er's face had become as white as paper, the fingers holding Feng Zhuo Qingyu were trembling slightly involuntarily. couldn't help but palpitate: Ye'er's current condition would definitely not be able to condense the third drop of cold dew.

The peak of Feng Zhuo's green feather was at the largest vinegar fire on the shoulder of Cookie, where the skin had been burned out of a piece the size of a peach, and the bare muscles were as bright red as a baby, and the point in the middle was constantly collapsing, and it would soon burn to the bone.

The cold dew touched the phosphorus fire, and a puff of green smoke rose from the wound, and the phosphorus fire was silently extinguished.

Ye Er's arm moved slightly, ready to start condensing for the third time.

"Miss Su, wait." Elder Mu stopped her.

Ye Er seemed to be struggling to speak, and a trace of confusion flashed in her dark eyes.

"Try again." Elder Mu didn't dare to let Ye Er move, holding the cookie, and touching another vinegar fire towards Feng Zhuo Qingyu

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