Hearing the Wind v. 34
Chapter 43
Three hundred years ago, Si Weineng practiced diligently in this kind of thing, obviously he also made great contributions, Feng Huaiyue just imagined the grand occasion of the year, and felt very shocked, he went to the banquet during the day and got drunk, and he could still be so lascivious at night, In the end, he was still young and had good physical strength, unlike now, he had to breathe if he ran two more steps with a rice bag.
"It doesn't matter." Si Wei said, "I'll slowly recuperate for you in the future."
There is no credibility in what he said, after all, even the Zhan Ming Immortal Lord himself is still healing. Feng Huaiyue sat up and asked him: "The two Immortal Venerables said that your spiritual power is lacking, it is not like it was done by a dry bone demon, and you should have suffered other serious injuries, what kind of injury is that, puppet?" β
"Now I'm listening to those old men." Si Wei flicked his ear, "When they said that you were talented and intelligent, why didn't you believe it when you should go back to Kunlun Mountain for retreat and penance earlier?"
Not only did he not believe it, but he also had to run away, hiding in Liuhe Mountain and refusing to go out, for fear that he would be arrested and protect the common people. The great beauty is used to being free and loose, and she can't stand the slightest rule three hundred years ago, and it will be the same three hundred years later. Feng Huaiyue asked again: "Since you have lost your spiritual power, why do you still send your spiritual flame every now and then...... Wait a minute, where's Xiaobai? β
Si Wei said: "In the hands of Yaoguang Immortal Venerable." β
Feng Huaiyue wondered, why is my Spirit Flame in the hands of Yaoguang Immortal Venerable?
The fact is that he was thrown over by Si Wei casually, but it is impossible for him to admit it, so as not to attract a new sound from the whistle spirit, so he said perfunctorily, it is indeed yours, but you can't take care of feeding when you are seriously injured, I am afraid that it will starve to death, so I handed it over to Yaoguang Xianzun for the time being.
"How could the Spirit Fire starve to death?"
"It's not okay to be hungry or thin."
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Feng Huaiyue was persuaded and praised Si Wei for being meticulous. People who don't have good brains may be so easy to deceive. Si Wei felt that his blinking eyes were very cute, so he wrapped his long arms, took them into his arms and kissed them, and then took people back to the Peng Mansion.
Yu Hui was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, and did not ask any questions about the two of them's overly rosy lips, which shows that they had really seen the world back then. Feng Huaiyue asked, "Who are the people who went out just now?" β
"Doctor." Yu Hui said, "They are all masters of incurable diseases and Qimen poison techniques." β
Si Wei frowned: "Who was poisoned?" β
Peng Liu was getting dressed and walking out of the inner house.
"You two are healing these days." Yu Hui casually pointed at Peng Liu, "Plus he doesn't look like he's going to die of poison right away, as if he can still live for a while, so I didn't send anyone into the quiet room for these things." It was the devil who did it. β
Feng Huaiyue's eyes widened: "What the hell, Mingshen?" β
Yu Hui nodded, picked up a series of things that happened after Peng Xun was kidnapped, and said: "I don't know what that blue and faint thing is, looking terrible, but it doesn't hurt or itch." β
Feng Huaiyue untied Peng Xun's clothes, and after inspection, she found that the wound had almost healed, but under the healed new skin, those glowing blue colors had not faded, and it was indeed weird to look at, but it was only weird to look at. He explained: "It's not poison, it's blue-winged flowers, and in Yangjiazhuang, many of these flowers bloom every summer." β
Ming Shen used the pollen and pulp of these flowers to completely turn his own nails blue. The sharp weapon of the Demon Demon Clan, except for the mouth that devours all things, is the tip of the claw that is as sharp as a blade. Feng Huaiyue said: "Yangjiazhuang is far away from the hustle and bustle, but the merchants who walk the streets and alleys will also come in with stories from outside, there are often rumors of ghosts and hurting people, although I often go to listen to the excitement, but I don't think the tragedy is related to Ming Shen, but he is awkward." β
So I simply made my nails blue, so that if I hurt people again in the future, I would leave a dark blue scar, and the characteristics were very obvious. Feng Huaiyue glanced at everyone and said, "When he was in Yangjiazhuang, he really didn't hurt anyone. β
Si Wei glanced at him coldly: "You are not a human?" β
Feng Huaiyue didn't have time to know about her spiritual bones and amnesia, and was still justifying: "It didn't hurt me." β
Si Wei: "Hmph. β
Feng Huaiyue: "Hmph, what! β
Yu Hui came out professionally to play a round, okay, anyway, this is the kind of thing, it's best if it's not poisonous. Now there is another question, where did that demonic demon come from?
Feng Huaiyue didn't know this question. He has been lying in Yangjiazhuang for three hundred years, he has no concept of Ming Shen's cultivation, and he can't think of asking carefully, he only knows that eighty percent is not low, but no matter how low it is, it is so high that he can be equal to the immortal lord of Yueshan, which is really exaggerated. Si Wei said: "Where did it come from, you will know if you are arrested and interrogated, what about people?" β
"If you run away, you should be going back to Yinhai Capital." Yu replied, "He is not an ordinary ghost, according to Xun'er, Shang Chenghai is respectful to him, and he is called 'Little Capital Master'." β
Feng Huaiyue was shocked again: "How is it possible? β
"How could it be?" Si Wei was dissatisfied, and knocked his fingers on his head, "Or do you mean that in the past three hundred years, you have talked to him about everything, and inquired about the eighteen generations of other people's ancestors?" β
Feng Huaiyue: "......"
He really didn't ask, because chatting, you always have to talk about something happy, and the past of the ghost clan except killing people and eating people obviously has nothing to do with "happy". But the little capital master, how could he be the capital master of the Yin Sea Capital?
Yu Hui asked: "In the past three hundred years, has he been to Yinhai Capital?" β
Feng Huaiyue was dumbfounded, she had really been there, but she said twice that she was looking for medicine for herself.
Yu Hui wanted to ask for more details, Feng Huaiyue couldn't say, he didn't realize until now that he didn't know Ming Shen, even if the two got along day and night for three hundred years, but except for those muddy and nightmare times, in the vast majority of the remaining years, he was talking, and the other party was only responsible for listening.
A person with amnesia, talking with a person who is silent, whether it is 300 years or 3,000 years, it is impossible to talk about even an interesting past. It turns out that the reason why Yangjiazhuang is boring is not only because he is isolated from the world, but also because of the people who accompany him, he is very boring and boring!
What if that person was replaced by a priest? Feng Huaiyue had this thought uncontrollably in his mind, he turned his head and glanced at it, and saw that the other party was also looking at him with a stinky face, a little disgusting, but not completely disgusting. With such an ancestor, placed in Yangjiazhuang, Feng Huaiyue could almost predict how much it would be.
Si Wei asked, "What are you looking at?" β
Feng Huaiyue staggered her gaze, stingy, and didn't let her look down.
Peng Liu immediately waved his hand: "Don't look at him, don't look at me, my injury has not healed, I can't stand to be angry and find fault anymore, let's continue to talk about business." β
What is the right thing, Snow Sea Villa is the right thing. The shabby place was strange and full of illusions. Peng Liudao: "After so many days of interrogation, everyone said that Xia Ren, the owner of the villa, would wake up for a month every six months, and then continue to go back to sleep for a long time. β
Snow Sea Villa does a living, can be described as extremely bloody, day by day selling young girls from all over the world, and then take blood to dye silk, it is said that after this kind of silk thread after special treatment, it is extremely fragrant, but also very bright, so it is very popular overseas, the price is simply skyrocketing. The reason why Song Wen sneaked into the villa this time was also because in the process of searching for the beauty, he accidentally found clues that they slaughtered the girl.
Feng Huaiyue said: "Something dyed with blood, no matter how exquisite the skill is, how fragrant and beautiful it can be, it is nothing more than to find an excuse for the buyer's distortion and cruelty, this time fortunately, there is Song Xiaogongzi." β
"I'm glad I had him, so I've already rewarded him, so you don't have to see him again." Yu Hui reminded, "Do you remember? β
Feng Huaiyue was puzzled, why couldn't she see it? At the beginning, I looked at the child who caught Zhou through the web of the dream spider, the powder was white, the brain was round, and the fried hair was very cute, I was curious about what he would become when he grew up, and I wanted to wrap the child with some New Year's money by the way.
"I've become a disciple." Yu replied, "When I was a child, I didn't want to study hard, I only ran behind the beautiful girl's buttocks, and I didn't see much success when I grew up, but I intensified my efforts, and I saw the beauty and became more and more unable to walk, this time I also came to Luban City specifically to see you." β
Feng Huaiyue said again and again: "No, no, I can barely be regarded as his elder, how can there be a reason to hide from the child, I still have to see it." β
As he was talking, Song Wen was also walking with Peng Xun. Peng Xun lowered his voice and said: "I told you a long time ago, Zhan Ming Immortal Lord is very clever, he cries when he says, he kisses when he says, even my uncle is not his opponent, let alone you." The relationship between the two of them was already hugging and hugging before entering the ashram, and after these forty-nine days and nights...... Maybe they'll be able to get married soon. β
Song Wen slapped his thigh regretfully, I knew that this was the case, I should have come earlier, and then I also mixed in, and I could see the big beauty for forty-nine days, it was simply the first elegant thing in the world, it was a pity to miss it.
Peng Xun was puzzled: "Look at the beauty, where is the elegance?" β
Song asked very strangely, what kind of strange problem is this, isn't it elegant to look at beauties? Like the bright moon, like a courtyard full of peonies, a look at the beauty, is to drink eighteen pots of wine, and then write eighteen poems.
Peng Xun asked, "It's gone?" β
Song asked rhetorically: "Otherwise, what else would there be?" β
Peng Xun: "To be honest, I only have that kind of dream after watching the big beauty, and I did it twice." β
Song asked, "Indecent." β
Peng Xun was annoyed and ashamed: "What a lewdness, I am so human!" β
Song Wen still insisted, beauties are to be placed on the branches to be carefully appreciated, how can you be defiled in a dream, you are indecent.
The two of you quarreled with me one by one, pushed open the door, and saw people all over the yard.
Uncle is here, uncle is here, Zhan Ming Immortal Lord is also there, and Feng Huaiyue, how did Song ask how to describe it? Such as the bright moon, such as the peony in the courtyard. Others turn their heads to turn their heads, and beauties turn their heads, and it is the willows by the lake that the wind blows.
The qin that Song Wen was holding in his hand almost smashed to the ground.
Yu Hui: "...... Get. β
Feng Huaiyue still remembered the posture of an elder, nodding slightly at him, feeling quite majestic.
Song Wen stood in place, his heart beating up and down, eighteen pots of wine and eighteen poems were no longer enough, it was not impossible to ask for one hundred and eighty pots of wine, and one hundred and eighty poems, or one thousand eight hundred.
Peng Xun fell into the well in time, held the sword and pushed him with his elbow, and said, "Upstream." β
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Chapter 44
Yu Hui was not surprised, and motioned for Feng Huaiyue to go back to the room first, and he slapped the eldest nephew's head, slapped him out of the Qingyun Taixu who didn't know which weight, and reprimanded: "What kind of system!" β
Song Wen didn't feel that he didn't have any dignity, and he was still stretching his neck to look into the room with emotion. Yu Hui was already surprised by his appearance, and he didn't bother to reprimand, so he raised his hand and sent him back to continue copying the house rules. Inside the house, Feng Huaiyue asked, "Why don't you care about the east and west this time?" β
"What's the matter?" Si Wei didn't think so, and he was really generous. may be because when he first saw Feng Huaiyue, the other party was surrounded by thousands of guests in the center. Although the Zhan Ming Immortal Lord will play a little bit of forced imprisonment from time to time, but it has to belong to the taste, In addition to the taste, he is in line with Song Wen's point of view, the beauty should sit in the clouds generously, as for how many people will be sought after, Si Wei pinched his cheek, and said arrogantly: "Tens of millions of people don't matter. β
There are two reasons why it doesn't matter. First, no matter how many people covet it, they can't snatch it away; Second, love me like crazy.
Feng Huaiyue: "Where do I love!" β
Si Wei didn't pay attention to this little buzzing protest, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many troubles in the cultivation realm now, and the matter of ghosts and spirit bones had not yet been resolved, he would almost immediately want to hold the grandest feast, just like three hundred years ago, let the wine flow all over the valley, the swing full of flowers would hang down from the highest part of the sky, and Feng Huaiyue, who was slightly drunk, was the most fond of swinging, his robe was always gorgeous and complicated, and when it was blown apart by the wind in the air, it seemed to be wrapped in a luxurious and beautiful dream.
Feng Huaiyue said: "Don't always pinch my back. β
"The aura of these green bamboos is extremely clean, and you should be much more comfortable in the future than before, at least you won't feel muddy and embarrassed from time to time." Si Wei withdrew his hand.
But Yaoguang Immortal Venerable also said that these green bamboos can only last for a year or two. After a year or two, it still has to be replaced, either with a new green bamboo or a new spirit bone. Si Wei said: "I will find Qi Linggu for you as soon as possible." β
Feng Huaiyue pouted: "How can the spirit bone be so easy to find, if it is easy to findββ"
Halfway through his words, Si Wei didn't allow him to swallow, and bent his fingers to knock on the bridge of his straight nose again, and said, "Why, if it's easy to find, that ghost will find it for you?" β
Feng Huaiyue frowned and hidden: "He was already looking for me." "Although it is a patchwork of findings, it has been used for so many years, and the spirit bones are not cabbage, how can they be found so easily.
Si Wei shook his hand and pressed it the top of his head, Feng Huaiyue suddenly gasped, not noticing that he still had a pimple here. Si Wei said: "The old wounds of the golden needle, a total of eighteen places, where did they come from?" β
"Eighteen?" Feng Huaiyue groped on her head with both hands, and really found two more places, and there would be a dull pain on time. Si Wei said: "Yaoguang Immortal Venerable said that it was stabbed by a poisonous golden needle, and someone deliberately wanted to destroy your brain. β
"Who, Ming Shen?" Feng Huaiyue was stunned, "But-"
"No, but." Si Wei pulled his hand down, "I will find out this matter clearly, you don't have to think about it, just pay a little more attention in the future, and go." β
Before Feng Huaiyue could recover from the shock, she was staggered by him, and she had to ask in confusion: "Why are you going to leave again, where are you going?" β
Si Wei replied: "Snow Sea Villa." β
Feng Huaiyue didn't want to go, he was at the time when he was most upset, not to mention the investigation of the Snow Sea Villa, even if others spoke a little faster, I am afraid that he would have to pull out a place from the poisonous gold needles in his head before he could think. He really couldn't imagine that the person who had taken care of him for three hundred years in Yangjiazhuang would be the little capital master of Yinhai Capital, and he would poison himself, this is ......
But if you think about it, poisoning doesn't seem to make perfect sense. Because Ming Shen wanted to let himself stay in Yangjiazhuang, and if he didn't have amnesia, it is estimated that he would have been lying for less than three hundred years. So the other party in order to be able to achieve the goal...... Feng Huaiyue unconsciously raised her hand again, wanting to touch the old wound on her head, but was held by Si Wei and trampled on the sword.
"Don't think about it!"
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The wind is whistling in your ears, and it is indeed not a good environment to calm down and think. Feng Huaiyue sighed, pulled Si Wei's half-cut sleeve to block the wind, and the light fragrance from the cuffs mixed with a hint of sandalwood smell, which unexpectedly had a little calming effect.
By the time he arrived at Snow Sea Villa, his mood had stabilized a lot, and he decided to wait for the evening to take care of these things. There are still many disciples of the Immortal Governor's Mansion in the villa, and everyone is busy cleaning things. The gold, silver and jade "jingle bell" fell straight to the ground, and Feng Huaiyue bent down and picked up a piece of jade at random, which was worth a lot of money.
"To be able to save this huge fortune, Snow Sea Villa should have been operating in the black market for many years." Feng Huaiyue asked, "Hasn't the Immortal Governor's Mansion checked it?" β
"Hui Feng Gongzi, I have checked." The disciple on the side said, "But they are quite hidden. β