"Snakes?"

The rosy on the girl's cheeks faded a little, and her eyes were as clear as water. She first put down the small hoe in her hand, then took out a turquoise porcelain bottle from her bosom and opened it, and a few drops of the liquid that permeated the medicinal fragrance fell into the wound on the little one's elbow.

"It may hurt a little, but bear with it, and I apologize to you for my impulsive actions. ”

Putting away the porcelain vase, the girl's elegant eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she said slightly apologetically. Regardless of whether the other party intentionally or unintentionally, his move was indeed excessive.

"Wherever and where, the main fault is still mine. By the way, if I read the herb you hoeed earlier, it should be the Death Herb, right?"

Ling Chen's buttocks moved back, and after keeping a certain distance from the girl in front of him, he blurted out a question.

"You're a practitioner too?"

The girl looked at the slightly thin and good-looking young man in front of her and asked.

"Healer? no, no. ”

Ling Chen wanted to wave his hand, but the pain from his elbow dispelled him, and he had to shake his head instead.

"Then how do you recognize this life-killing grass, this grass is roughly similar to ordinary weeds, and it is difficult for ordinary people to recognize it. ”

"You also said that it is roughly similar, I have read books about it, so I recognize it. ”

After answering in the early morning, seeing that the girl was thoughtful, she spoke again.

"Then may I ask the girl, this grass is non-toxic and harmless, and the smell emitted after drying and lighting it can calm the nerves, which is very useful for spirit refiners, but why is it called the life-killing grass?"

"This herb was called a soothing herb earlier, and the effect is as you said, but it's a pity. Huh?"

The girl suddenly remembered something, covered her lips with her pink hands, and said no more.

"It's a pity that there is usually a poisonous snake inhabited near the Tranquility Grass, called the Tengcao Snake, which is slender and highly venomous, and can use the surrounding environment to easily change color. Because the early people who picked the soothing grass would be hit by its air, and suffered from it, slowly people no longer called this grass a soothing grass, but changed its name, the life-killing grass. ”

"The life-killing grass is not the grass that kills people, but the Tengcao snake that likes the effect of this grass and has been inhabiting it nearby. Am I right, girl?"

Ling Chen looked at the wound that was no longer bleeding, and then looked at the emerald green herbs in the girl's bamboo basket, and smiled.

"I'm really sorry, as a practitioner of medicine, I forgot the existence of the Tengcao Snake when I picked this herb, and I blamed you for accidentally hurting your life-saving grace, I'm really sorry. ”

The girl's elegant and beautiful face gushed out a touch of bitterness, took out a square handkerchief from her arms, slowly approached the young man in front of her, lightly lifted the other party's elbow that was injured by herself, and began to bandage it.

"Although the wound was rubbed with medicinal solution, it still had to be bandaged to avoid infection. ”

"My name is Xie Banxia, what about you, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Ling Chen. ”

The little guy watched the girl bandage his wounds, and replied without raising his head. Then the two were speechless, and Ling Chen suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Miss Xie, before, uh, I accidentally touched you. ”

"Shut up, it's okay! ”

Xie Banxia's white face was burned with red smears reappeared, and the hands that were bandaging the wounds pulled the square handkerchief a little harder.

"Oh, it hurts, I don't mention it, you light. ”

Ling Chen gasped in pain, and when he saw Xie Banxia glaring at him, he consciously closed his mouth. Then the two were silent again, and just as the girl was about to be bandaged, the little one's brain was hot, and he asked again.

"Miss Xie, let me ask you something. ”

"You say. ”

"When I fell on you before, I smelled a very fragrant fragrance on your body, I wanted to ask what kind of herb it is, can it have such a peculiar fragrance?"

As soon as he finished asking, Xie Banxia clenched the ends of the square handkerchief with both hands, pulled it hard, and stared at him in pain in the early morning.

"Whore!"

After scolding angrily, Xie Banxia picked up the small hoe on the ground, and his face was red to his neck, which was transparent. Turning around, he stepped away lightly with the bamboo basket covering his waist, leaving the confused little guy sitting on the ground in a daze.

"Am I asking something wrong?"

【The top of an unnamed mountain in the Luoshen Mountain Range】

A lone peak rises and reaches into the clouds. On the top of the mountain, there is dry grass everywhere, and only in the cliff, a seemingly ordinary flower bone is waiting to be released.

At this moment, a short old man in a white cloth shirt appeared, his wrinkled hand gently pinched the root of the flower, and the fingertips were slightly broken off, and the flower that had not yet bloomed was easily pocketed. If you look closely, you will be shocked to realize that the short old man is standing in the air against the cliff, with a calm face.

"Hehe, congratulations, old poison, you got the bud of 'landing without roots'. ”

The deep voice came out of nowhere, cracks appeared in the void, the cracks became bigger and bigger, forming a black hole, one leg stepped out of the black hole first, and then an old man in a Taoist robe smiled and brushed his beard.

"Hmph, step on the void, carving insect skills. No wonder I feel restless today, it turns out that I met you, an old immortal, and it was really unlucky. ”

The short old man walked forward in the air, as easily as walking on flat ground, and he saw Zhang Zhenren appear in the form of a void black hole, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was disdainful.

"Hahaha, old poison, your mouth hasn't changed for so many years, it's still so damaged. ”

Zhang Zhenren smiled unabated, and stood with his hands down.

"Hmph, you're not the same old immortal, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still smiling so cheaply. ”

Not to be outdone, the short old man immediately shot back. If the little guy had heard the conversation between the two of them here at this time, he would have agreed with the little old man's point of view.

"Ouch, I said old poison, I just happened to feel your breath when I was a disciple and came to say hello. You don't have to be so aggressive like gunpowder, do you?"

Zhang Zhenren was a little helpless.

"Heh, you old immortal thing is not serious, can you still teach your apprentice? Don't mislead people, let me tell you. Back then. ”

The short old man suddenly remembered something and immediately changed his mouth.

"Ahem, I came here mainly to resist my granddaughter, that girl has to come to the Luoshen Mountain Range to pick several herbs unique here. You also know that this Falling God Mountain Range is too difficult, and I don't worry about her coming alone, so I have to follow her and protect her. Now that the medicine is finished, the girl said that she wants to see the spring color nearby alone, and she won't let me, an old man, follow, and I see that the neighborhood is not very dangerous, so I don't care about her. ”

Unconsciously, the short old man said a lot of things, and his attitude, which was not very friendly before, changed slightly.

"Oh, yes, I don't know if that girl in Banxia will meet my good girl. ”

Zhang Zhenren was still smiling.

"But I'm also strange, you, an old immortal, don't care about such a big sect, and if you are not in charge of a good sect, you like to travel around and wander around. Why did you suddenly accept an apprentice in a good manner? Could it be that he was born a martial arts wizard?

The short old man knows the temperament of this strange old man in front of him, and you say that he will be interested in playing in the mountains and rivers. He doesn't care about the tens of thousands of disciples under this old man's disciple, and there must be something strange about accepting another person as his sole disciple.

"Haha, don't speculate. You know my good son. ”

Looking at the puzzled expression of the short old man, Zhang Zhenren did not explain, but made a fool of himself, which made the other party's heart itch.