Chapter 45: The Turtle
Zhu Luan took the bowl in Bai Xiaoming's hand, raised it in front of him, and carefully observed it for a long time by the light of the restaurant. I got closer and sniffed it for a long time, but I didn't count it myself, and I called the little tengu to smell it together. In the end, I actually drank it myself. After such a toss, Zhu Yingwu didn't know how to round the field, Zhu Luan breathed a long sigh of relief, put down the soup bowl, and pushed it back to Bai Xiaoming's hand.
"You can drink it, no problem." Zhu Luan smiled: "It's just that the taste is really not good." ”
Bai Xiaoming was speechless, thinking to himself, are all heroic friends all masters of traditional Chinese medicine?
Zhu Yingwu helplessly shook his fist at Zhu Luan secretly, and said, "Okay, it's time to eat!" ”
As he spoke, he saw Bai Xiaoming grinning and drinking the decoction, and his facial features were almost wrinkled together.
Bai Xiaoming touched his lips and smacked his lips and said, "Drink, drink it." ”
"Good." Zhu Yingwu patted him on the shoulder and added: "This will be drunk for three days in a row, come on!" ”
Bai Xiaoming's eyes were black, and he only felt that he had nothing to love in an instant.
Candle Dragon didn't care much about those herbal soups, and seeing that Zhu Luan had been worried, he asked softly, "What." ”
Zhu Luan shook his head absentmindedly and didn't speak.
After eating, Zhu Luan said to Zhu Yingwu: "Little parrot, mobile phone." ”
Zhu Yingwu: "Oh, okay. Then you clean up. ”
Bai Xiaoming: "Go ahead." ”
Zhu Luan followed Zhu Yingwu upstairs, and when he was humming a small tune and fiddling with his mobile phone, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever drunk your blood to Bai Xiaoming?" ”
Zhu Yingwu was startled and almost fell off the bed: "What did you say!" ”
Zhu Luan was very serious: "Do you have any?" ”
Zhu Yingwu: "Of course not!" I'm sick, I can't help but give him my blood! The point is, it's useless! ”
Zhu Luan nodded: "It's good that you know." ”
Zhu Yingwu: "Please, you are stupid for me?" The blood of the divine beast has no effect on humans at all, and if it was really useful, it would have been hunted and killed long ago! Besides, I gave him the blood to drink, and it hurt my cultivation for no reason, am I crazy? Wait, you smelled that bowl of medicine for a long time just now, and you think I dripped blood into it? ”
Zhu Luan still looked at Zhu Yingwu and did not speak.
Zhu Yingwu looked helpless: "How is it possible, yes, the blood of some divine beasts can be used as medicine, and it can be applied externally to cure diseases." But drink? Please, I've been in the human world for thousands of years, and I'm not stupid. ”
Zhu Luan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at this time, and said softly: "That's good." ”
"What's the matter with you." Zhu Yingwu looked at Zhu Luan scrutinically: "You were weird before eating." ”
Zhu Luan: "It's okay...... It was like I had a dream. ”
Zhu Yingwu smiled: "What a dream!" ”
Zhu Luan: "One...... Kind of weird dreams. Think about it...... Uh, nothing. ”
I don't know why, Zhu Luan still doesn't want to talk about the details of the dream. But as soon as Zhu Yingwu said this, he remembered that the person who fainted on the ground in the dream was dressed in tatters, but in fact, he didn't see whether it was Bai Xiaoming or not.
Although it is a bit strange, Zhu Yingwu is not a person without measure. Thinking of this, Zhu Luan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Go to Demon Wuyun to see Prince Dansha's post." ”
Zhu Yingwu said excitedly: "Yes, yes, you are an Internet celebrity now!" ”
Zhu Yingwu turned on his mobile phone and said in pieces: "When I take you through the formalities, I have to get the mobile phone for you quickly, now in this world, it is too inconvenient to have a mobile phone...... Demon cloud, irrigation area...... Prince Dansha, there it is! ”
Zhu Yingwu clicked on the post and went directly to the back to see it, and the post went all the way from fancy confession and gossip to a fight.
The fans of "The First Day Division" Zheng Xie entered the post and launched a fierce verbal war with the fans of "Prince Dansha".
Zhu Luan was quite curious at first, but after reading a few pages, he really couldn't understand what they were arguing about, and he was dizzy, so he had to forget it. Zhu Yingwu watched it with relish, and read the previous paragraph aloud from time to time.
"Look at it, this paragraph." Zhu Yingwu deliberately pinched his throat: "On the first day, our division handled one case after another beautifully, and the reputation accumulated by ourselves with real skills!" Prince Dansha, why? I think this set is deliberately designed to hype! ”
Zhu Yingwu flipped back a few times and said with a smile: "Hahaha, your fans have fought back!" Look at it. It's ridiculous, the son of the Phoenix Emperor, the authentic descendant of the ancient divine beast bloodline raised by Lord Ying Long, actually needs to be hyped? You bastards are stupid! ”
Zhu Luan: "Uh...... What are they fighting for......"
Zhu Yingwu laughed and fell: "You can't understand, hahahahaha, it's okay, it's okay, I'll point to this post tonight, hahahahaha." ”
Zhu Yingwu was laughing happily, and suddenly, a thunder suddenly sounded outside the house, and Zhu Luan was startled and stood up from the bed.
Zhu Yingwu was concentrating on watching the excitement, and was not frightened by the thunder, but was startled by Zhu Luan. Strangely said: "Aren't you, when are you still afraid of thunder?" ”
There was a sound of Bai Xiaoming downstairs, indicating that it was about to rain, and asked Zhu Yingwu to see if the window was closed.
Zhu Yingwu replied, no problem.
After a while, Bai Xiaoming hurriedly shouted again: "Yingwu, Yingwu!" ”
Zhu Luan glanced at Zhu Yingwu nervously, remembered the picture in the dream, and ran downstairs first.
When I went downstairs, I saw Bai Xiaoming holding an umbrella, standing at the gate, and said hurriedly: "Zhong ...... Mr. Zhong just ran out. I went to deliver an umbrella with him, and as soon as I chased him out, the man was gone. ”
Zhu Luan breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhu Yingwu was nervous: "Ah, that, this, it's okay!" Don't worry about him, this little rain can't affect him. ”
Bai Xiaoming wanted to say something more, Zhu Luan made a color at Zhu Yingwu, Zhu Yingwu immediately understood, stepped forward and pushed Bai Xiaoming to the second floor, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I handed in my homework last week, and the professor put it in the WeChat circle to collect votes, you can help me think of a few canvassing copywriters." ”
When passing by Zhu Luan, Zhu Yingwu winked at Zhu Luan, Zhu Luan nodded, made a "no problem" gesture, and retreated to the center of the living room.
Zhu Yingwu and Bai Xiaoming quickly turned into the bedroom on the second floor, Zhu Luan rummaged through the backpack, and quickly took out a bronze mirror with an ancient pattern engraved on the back, the strange thing is that the front of the copper mirror is pure black, and I don't know what it is for.
Kicking off his shoes and sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Zhu Luan put the bronze mirror between his legs, pinched a gesture, and suddenly reached out to the window.
Obviously, it was raining with lightning and thunder outside, and the light of the stars and moon was half gone. But as he moved, suddenly a moonlight shone in from the window at his call, shining on the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror echoed the general, and also lit up with a halo.
Zhu Luan's face was overjoyed, and he smiled: "It's done!" I didn't want the words to fall, the bronze mirror flashed twice as if it was not full of power, and the mirror returned to pitch black again.
The little tengu covered his face with his paws, and he couldn't bear to look at Zhu Luan, who had failed.
Zhu Luan: "This time it's a mistake!" ”
The little tengu grew, and agreed not very sincerely: maybe.
Zhu Luan said: "You wait, this time you will definitely be able to." ”
After saying that, he repeated the old trick and cast the spell again. This time, the mirror finally lit up. A layer of red light floated on the mirror, and in the center of the mirror was a vague figure running wildly.
The little tengu looked down with him.
At the same time, the red light became brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, and suddenly flashed when it was extremely bright.
"Uh......" Zhu Luan's palm shook slightly, and he hurriedly covered his other hand as well. The red light in the palm of his hand rose again, but the light in the mirror flashed twice, and finally it was completely dimmed.
Zhu Luan put down the mirror and shook his head: "Xiao Jiu's speed is too fast, just delayed that, the tracking technique is useless." ”
Little Tengu: Grenades.
Zhu Luan sat cross-legged on the carpet, is there any connection between the thunder in the dream and the thunder just now? What's going on with the scene where the little parrot feeds people with blood in the dream? Xiao Jiu chased out, did he find something wrong......
Hey, I'm still not good at it. Zhu Luan scratched his head, and in annoyance, he turned the mirror face down and buckled it on the carpet.