In the afternoon, the shrill chirping of cicadas sounds.

The golden sunlight shone on the Yuzhou River, sparkling.

"I'm so haggard and so haggard by wine....."

An Jing looked at his pale face in the bronze mirror and said, "From today, no, from this moment, abstinence!" ”

"What are you talking about?"

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei was holding a bowl of mung bean soup and looked at An Jing who was muttering in the mirror.

"I said it's really hot, and Madame is still working so hard......"

"It's freshly cooked mung bean soup, and it's still hot."

"Madame, you've worked so hard."

An Jingmei took the mung bean soup and left what she had just said behind her.

"I added some of your herbs to it." A hint of cunning appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes.

"Chinese medicine?" An Jing was stunned for a moment.

Is it a Chinese medicine used to make medicinal wine?

Zhao Qingmei Nunu said: "This is cooked for you alone, and there is a big pot in the back, which is placed at the door of the pharmacy, and it can relieve the heat for pedestrians when the time comes." ”

An Jing secretly sighed in his heart: "My wife is not only gentle and virtuous, but also kind-hearted, what Mrs. Wang said is right, being able to marry such a woman is really a blessing for eight lifetimes." ”

"Madam, the most famous troupe in Liyuan is on stage today." Tan Yun walked out with sleepy eyes and a pot of mung bean porridge.

"Troupe?"

An Jing wondered why she had never heard Zhao Qingmei say that she liked to listen to opera.

Tan Yun suddenly came to his senses, and looked at An Jing with big eyes: "Uncle, haven't you heard opera?" ”

"I've heard it, I used to listen to it a lot, I can still sing a few words, you listen........"

An Jing was also interested, and coughed twice.

Zhao Qingmei on the side also looked over, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Uncle, don't be reluctant." Tan Yun sighed.

I saw An Jing lifting his sleeves, and then stepped forward without hurrying.

"Yu Ji, do you have any regrets?"

His voice was melodious and melodious, the aftermath was lingering, An Jing's footsteps turned, the hem of his clothes turned with the breeze, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"The concubine follows the king."

"Life and death."

"No regrets."

.........

There was silence in the room.

Zhao Qingmei's whole person fell into it.

Especially in the last eight words, she seemed to see the sad woman, looking at her king unswervingly, and then with a stroke of the long sword, the blood on her neck shot out.

And Tan Yun also had goosebumps, and his heart was shocked.

"How's it going, is it okay?"

An Jing chuckled: "In the past, the fathers and villagers in my hometown liked this tune, and I also learned a few words. ”

"Also... Not bad, isn't it? ”

Tan Yun came back to his senses, and said with a wandering look in his eyes: "After all, it is a little worse than the top card of the Liyuan Opera Troupe." ”

At this moment, Tan Yun was very strange in his heart, how could this uncle sing better than that troupe!?

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't!

"Husband, when I come back, you can sing me this completely."

Zhao Qingmei is a sentimental way.

"Okay, you guys go first." An Jing said with a smile.

Then Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun cleaned up and went to the pear orchard in the west of the city, and only An Jing was left in the pharmacy.

"If you have nothing to do at the moment, it's better to go next door and listen to a book."

An Jing picked up the cigarette pouch hanging on the wall, picked up a small stool and came to the teahouse next door.

"Dr. Xiao An, I can only drink tea today, and I have no books to listen to."

The teahouse guy saw An Jingdao.

"What's wrong?" An Jing asked suspiciously.

"When I went to Mr. Zhou's house this morning, I found that Mr. Zhou was bedridden and seemed to be suffering from a cold." The man replied.

"That's a shame."

An Jing sighed and could only return to the pharmacy.

"The book from the ground seems to have changed last night, and I didn't have time to check it........."

An Jing thought of something, and the thought fell into the book of the ground in his mind.

Cultivation for: a product

Fate: auspicious stars shine high

Root Bone: Heavenly Wizard

Martial arts: sword drawing, Tibetan swordsmanship, swordsmanship, nine-character sword technique, Fuyao Nine Heavens Body Method, Da Luo Heart Method, Qi Gathering Technique

Tip 1: The host's fate has not yet taken root (more than a year), and the use of martial arts must not let people know the identity of the host, otherwise they will get a black chance.

Tip 2: There are characters in the dungeon of Yuzhou City who deduce the heavenly machine, and you can get the yellow chance (the fall of the Bodhi bead) from it.

.........

"Dungeon? The whereabouts of the Bodhi beads? ”

An Jing's eyebrows secretly thought, according to the above book, the reasons from low to high are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, yellow, yellow, blue, and purple, which is already a very good opportunity.

The cyan fate I got last time directly allowed An Jing to directly condense the human flower, saving decades of hard work.

Although he always felt that cyan fate was not so simple.........

This time it is suggested that the yellow fate is a Bodhi bead, and according to past experience, the treasures given by the yellow fate are all first-class existences.

Martial arts are divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-class, and then there are martial arts at the level of entering the hall, which are the level of earth martial arts, Xuanwu, true martial arts, and heavenly martial arts.

And the sword drawing technique, the hidden sword technique, and the sword technique are combined to be the true martial arts level swordsmanship unified sword technique, and the Da Luo heart method is also the true martial arts level martial arts.

True martial arts level martial arts are already considered extremely high-level martial arts, and as long as they appear in the rivers and lakes, they are bloody existences.

And the unification sword technique that An Jing learned, Da Luo's mental method was obtained from the yellow chance.

This shows that the Bodhi Bead should at least be a treasure of the True Martial Arts, and it may be able to help him improve his cultivation.

An Jing picked up the feather duster on the table and swept the dust off the counter.

It just so happened that a cockroach crawled out of the corner.

An Jing put down the feather duster, and seemed to be unhappy in his heart.

"With my strength, it shouldn't be a big risk if I sneak into the dungeon, but Han Wenxin said that Xuan Yiwei has a golden head catcher appearing in Yuzhou City, which is a big threat to me."

"The cultivation of the golden head catcher is in the second grade, if I kill it by mistake, it will definitely cause turmoil, and it will attract more masters of Xuanyiwei at that time, so when I go to the dungeon, I must not reveal my identity."

"After all, my fate is only one year before it can be completely rooted in this, and there must be no mistakes at this critical juncture."

"To be able to marry such a beautiful and gentle wife and live such an ordinary, beautiful life is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes."

"No matter what, I have to protect her, so I must not expose my cultivation before the fate has taken root, but the improvement of my strength is also particularly crucial."

"There are always some secrets that you can only know yourself, and you can't confide in others, but I feel much better when I say it today."

Ever since the book from the ground had been instructed, he had never revealed his strength to anyone, nor had he confided in anyone.

It's hard to keep a secret in my heart that I can't tell.

An Jingchang let out a long sigh, feeling a lot more relaxed in his heart, and then trampled the cockroach on the ground to death.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqiang, you know too much."

.............