Mu Juezhi smiled awkwardly when she heard Seocho's words against the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, turned her head to look at Mu Yirong, and wanted to ask him, his cousin, if she usually likes to extinguish other people's hopes so straightforwardly, without even leaving a little flame of rekindling.

However, after Mu Yirong had a polite word with the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, he kept looking at the light rain outside the window, and he didn't listen to what they said at all.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi was very personable, maintained his crooked crescent eyes, and asked Seocho with a smile: "Listening to what the chief of the Seocho Pavilion said, he should be a person who is a Daoist, why is he involved in this trivial matter?"

Seocho also failed to understand, why did Taishan Niangniang let her experience and learn in the red dust, and what did she let learn?

"I also want to know, in this disturbing world, what can I understand?"

Seeing the confusion in Seocho's eyes and the stubbornness on her face, the green swordsman Han Xiangzi suddenly became distracted.

After a long time, he muttered, "You are very similar to someone I know." ”

"Your goddess?"

After Seocho asked this, she was shocked by herself, it seemed that she really didn't come to the world for nothing, and she actually deduced from the lonely, sad and yearning look of the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, he said that the person she looked like was his sweetheart.

"Yes! Fairy-like people, but they are disturbed by this world. ”

After saying this, the green swordsman Han Xiangzi silently picked up the teacup and began to lose his mind again.

His empty eyes stared at the gently rippling tea in the teacup, not knowing what he saw, but the goddess in his heart.

During the meal, Mu Yirong ate absent-mindedly, and the green swordsman Han Xiangzi did not move the dishes and chopsticks, only drinking tea, but only slightly moistened his thin lips.

Mu Juezhi was made by these two people like a fish in his throat, but fortunately, there was a thunderbolt that could not move, and the fragrant Seocho was on the side, otherwise he felt like chewing a stone.

The rain outside the window seemed to set off the dull mood of Mu Yirong and others, and suddenly became irritable, the rain of beans was big, not afraid of life and death, and rushed to smash on the ground, quite a momentum of being afraid of broken bones.

The three of them, Han Xiangzi and Mu Yirong, said goodbye at the door of the restaurant, and said with a smile in their crescent-like eyes that the next time they meet again, it will be Mu Yirong's turn to treat the three of them, and he must have a good meal at that time.

Mu Juezhi glanced up at the most expensive restaurant in their county, and smiled and invited the green swordsman Han Xiangzi to come to his house when he was free in the future, his mother's skills were no worse than the chef of the restaurant.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi looked at Seocho, suddenly stretched out his hand, and his index finger gently swept over Seocho's cheek, taking away a drop of water that fell on Seocho's cheek.

"Seocho Female Pavilion Chief, I hope you can comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and soar into an immortal. In this life, it can be regarded as seeing a goddess, but I have a wish. ”

Seocho nodded very seriously, "You can show off to your friends in the rivers and lakes in the future, you have touched the face of the immortals." ”

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi felt that Seocho was really interesting, and said with a smile that he now felt that he had met her, but he was fortunate enough to show off to his friends.

After speaking, he said goodbye to Mu Yirong and the three of them, turned the green bamboo flute tied with red cherry blossoms in his hand, and walked into the rain, the hem of the white robe moved with the pace, looking like a fairy out of the world.

However, he turned his head after walking two steps and waved his hand at Ruicao, "Shangxian, let's meet again." ”

The raindrops seemed to be psychic, bypassing the immortal-like figure of the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, and stirring up a white mist around him.

The figure of the green swordsman Han Xiangzi disappeared in an instant in the mist.

Mu Juezhi praised the chivalrous men of the rivers and lakes for their kung fu, and their feet were fast, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It's just that he curiously asked Mu Yirong and Ruicao if they had seen the white robe on the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, as if it was not wet, and the raindrops hit it not wet, but stirred up a white mist.

Mu Yirong said indifferently that there is a trick called "water resistance" in the legends of the rivers and lakes, and the green swordsman Han Xiangzi may know the secret.

Mu Juezhi's eyes widened suddenly, "Isn't the water resistance technique an immortal method?"

Mu Yirong said that Mu Juezhi doesn't believe in gods and ghosts, but believes in immortal arts, isn't this a contradiction?

Mu Juezhi said that mortals can also learn immortal arts, not necessarily immortals.

Mu Yirong smiled, and said that the so-called immortal art is just a trick of the illusionists who play tricks in the rivers and lakes to fool fools.

Mu Juezhi disagrees with this statement very much, if it is a fake, sooner or later it will be exposed.

But some people's spells are miraculous and flawless, except for immortal magic, what else can it be?

Practice makes perfect, and after playing for more years, it will naturally become amazing.

Mu Juezhi knew that he couldn't argue with Mu Yirong, who was eloquent, so he asked him if he could see the secret of the water control technique performed by the green swordsman Han Xiangzi?

"I'm an official, not a charlatan, and I know what those things do!"

After Mu Yirong finished speaking, he put the hat in his hand on Seocho's head, and then held an oil-paper umbrella and walked into the rain. Mu Juezhi also hurriedly put on rain gear, followed behind Mu Yirong, and went to the west gate of the city to investigate.

It's just that he didn't give up, and kept pestering Mu Yirong to ask what was the secret of the water resistance technique, and as a result, he almost knocked down Seocho, who was walking on Mu Yirong's side.

Seocho glared at Mu Juezhi, then stretched out her hand forward, and saw the raindrops "crackling" on the top of her hand, turning into a white mist, but her palm was not touched.

Mu Juezhi's mouth was wide open enough to swallow a cow, and he couldn't believe it, and pulled the untouched palm of Seocho to his eyes and checked it repeatedly, "Cousin, you know how to resist water, so what are you doing in a robe?"

Seocho can resist water and fire, but casting spells requires a lot of energy, and she won't waste it on rain.

Since Mu Juezhi found out that Seocho also knew how to resist water, he ignored Mu Yirong anymore, like an excited pug, and kept circling Seocho to let her teach him.

Ruicao nodded very dryly, and asked Mu Juezhi to go back to Mount Tai with him in the future and teach him.

When Mu Juezhi heard that he could actually learn immortal arts, he immediately begged Ruicao to teach him now, why did he have to wait until he went to the mountains in the future?

Seocho shook his head, indicating that the mountain was full of spiritual energy, and he was standing in the practice of immortal arts. In the city, the smell of fireworks is heavy, the aura is lacking, and there is no way to rest the immortal arts.

Mu Juezhi looked regretful, but soon smiled and showed off to Mu Yirong, "Uncle Cousin, I'm right! In this world, there are really immortal arts." ”

Mu Yirong remembered that Seocho said that she liked fruits the most, and her mountain was full of fruit trees, and couldn't help but show a mysterious smile to Mu Juezhi, "She just wants to trick you into the mountains and ask you to help her plant fruit trees." ”

Seocho looked up at Mu Yirong, his eyes flashed, and then the rain under Mu Yirong's feet became a rope and tripped Mu Yirong.

Mu Yirong stumbled, almost fell, and looked down strangely, but he didn't see anything like a stone, and couldn't help but look at Seocho.

Seocho's face was worried, so Mu Yirong was careful, and blamed him for walking without looking at the road, and there was no trace of abnormality in his expression.

Mu Yirong glanced at his feet again, and saw that the raindrops hit the ground, splashing a splash, so he stepped on the water as if nothing had happened.

Mu Yirong, Ruicao and Mu Juezhi, in the sound of rain like the sea washing the beach, knocked on the door of one house after another on the street of the west gate of the city.

The people who opened the door, some of them had raindrops on their faces, scolded and scolded, reluctantly pushed open the door, stretched out their heads, and answered a few questions raised by Mu Yirong very perfunctorily at the door; Some people opened the door blankly, looked blankly at the three people in official clothes, listened blankly to the question asked by Mu Yirong, and then shook their heads blankly.

The sky was getting dark, the rain was getting longer, Mu Juezhi's face gradually became darker, and Seocho's stomach that was full at noon gradually suffocated.

However, Mu Yirong had no intention of stopping.

In the end, Mu Juezhi stretched out his hand to wipe off the rain on his face that was swept by the wind, and said that it was not early, so it was better to call it a day and come back tomorrow to continue the visit and inquiry.

Mu Juezhi had heard that this cousin of the same age as himself could become the most famous detective in Shangjing, not only because of his intelligence, good background, good luck, but also his perseverance and tracing back to the roots.

Mu Juezhi originally thought that Mu Yirong would not go back easily, and was about to persuade a few more words, but saw Mu Yirong nodding, "Okay, let's go back!"

The hungry Rui Caoyuan thought that if Mu Yirong refused to go back, he would cast another spell to trip him down, but he didn't expect him to know each other very well.

"Are you trying to trip me again?"

Mu Yirong's words pierced Seocho's careful thoughts, and then said with a smile, "It seems that I have to learn some tricks from others, so as not to be tricked by you all the time." ”

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