After only a cup of tea, Yifeng fell into the house with a little beggar in tattered clothes, Xia Xuehan glanced at him, and was shocked, "It's him?"

Putting the little beggar on the couch, Yifeng said, "Childe, the people from the Black Panther Hall are chasing and killing this little beggar." Those people were all subordinated, and the little beggar said the name of the son before he fainted, and the subordinates thought that he knew the child, so he brought it back!"

Xia Xuehan nodded, stared at the little beggar with interest, and said with a smile: "It's really funny, a little beggar has attracted the pursuit of two major gangs, and he can still know that I am here." More and more people are playing this game!"

Xie Yuchen took a pulse and said: "It's not in the way, it's just a long journey and fatigue, but I didn't suffer any injuries!"

"Hey, what is this?" Xie Luoying saw the little beggar bulging in his pocket, and reached out and took out an oilcloth package, which was boxy and extremely detailed.

Xia Xuehan frowned, "Ying'er, this is someone else's thing, how can you move it?"

Xie Luoying said nonchalantly: "Let's see what's the matter, besides, we saved his life!"

"Put it back!" Hearing Xia Xuehan's fierce voice, Xie Luoying also knew that Xia Xuehan was a little angry, bit her lip, and threw the oilcloth package towards the little beggar's bed with an aggrieved face.

It is so melodious and clear, like a mountain spring frolicking among the green mountains; Such as the breeze floating by the willow tops, so soft and beautiful, like colorful butterflies fluttering in the flowers; Such a cold and noble, like a snow dance......

Xia Xuehan and Xie Yuchen glanced at each other, and shouted in unison: "Tianlong Bayin!"

Xia Xuehan's fingers were like knives, and when he raised his hand, a sword aura slashed, the oilcloth package was shattered into chips, and a delicate small box came into view.

The length and width of the small box are three inches strange, more than two inches high, the edges and corners are smooth, and there are many golden patterns on the black and shiny face, engraved with mountains and rivers, birds and beasts. At the end of the song, there was no sound, lying quietly at the head of the bed.

"It turned out to be an eight-tone treasure box, this little beggar is not simple!" Xie Yuchen looked at the little beggar with a little more guarded.

"Brother, what is the Eight Music Treasure Box?"

Xie Yuchen shook the feather fan lightly, looked at the leaves floating outside the window, and said with infinite melancholy: "More than a hundred years ago, the Western Regions Casting Master Baili Changge used the trick of the mechanism and the meteorite outside the sky to create a box that would emit beautiful vocal music. Legend has it that the music of this box can cleanse people's minds and lead people to goodness. These eight rhythms can help people get out of confusion and break through the shackles of the world. ”

Xia Xuehan bowed his head and picked up the eight-tone treasure box, only to feel that sometimes it was cold and biting, sometimes it was scorching, the box seemed to be a natural one, not to mention the mechanism button, even the gap was not half. Xia Xuehan found a piece of oiled paper wrapped in the eight-tone treasure box, put it back in the little beggar's pocket, and said: "According to legend, the eight-tone treasure box hides mysteries, and those who get the treasure box win the world." No wonder this little beggar was hunted down!"

"This treasure box has been in circulation for many years, and now it has been obtained by a little beggar. Unbelievable!" Xie Yuchen was also interested in this little beggar.

At this time, the little beggar woke up slowly, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the four people in the room, suddenly his heart tightened, and he reached out and touched his pocket.

"Don't be nervous, your stuff may be of interest to others, but it doesn't appeal to us. Let's take a saliva!" Xia Xuehan poured a cup of tea and handed it to the little beggar. The little beggar looked at the tea, frowned slightly, and drank it with his head up.

Xia Xuehan smiled slightly and said, "You didn't drink it like this!"

The little beggar raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xia Xuehan suspiciously, and said, "Thank you for saving your life!"

After saying that, he struggled out of bed and walked out of the house. Xia Xuehan didn't stop it, and said coldly: "If you think that you can keep your things like this and deal with those thieves outside, then please!"

The little beggar suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head to stare at Xia Xuehan, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes, "How do you know that thing?

Xia Xue snorted coldly, found a chair and sat down, and said unhurriedly: "Don't show your murderous aura in front of me, it will not only be useless, but it will also expose your stupidity!"

"Answer my question! If not, I'm gone. At this time, the little beggar's words revealed a little cold.

Xia Xuehan still didn't mean to answer, poured a cup of tea by herself, took a sip, and said: "As a wealthy lady, but pretending to be a little beggar, I have wronged you, and I also brought such an important thing to attract the pursuit of all enemies." This incident really piqued my interest. Not only the little beggar, but even Xie Yuchen and the three of them were taken aback, staring at Xia Xuehan in unison.

"Ah!" A piercing scream resounded through the sky, and the little beggar tightened his tattered clothes at this time, and shouted at Xia Xuehan: "You disciple, what did you just do?"

Xia Xuehan shook his head and said, "I didn't do anything, you told me all this yourself." ”

"Stinky rascal, when did I tell you, you obviously ......"

"Shut up, what kind of identity is my brother Xuehan, you dare to be delusional and shameless!" Before the little beggar finished speaking, Xie Luoying interrupted his words, Xia Xuehan was a god-like figure in her heart, where could others be allowed to slander.

Xia Xuehan waved his hand and said to the little beggar: "I have been suspicious since the first time we met. Remember when you scratched out ten fingerprints on my white coat?"

"So what, you still want me to compensate you for a new failure?" The little beggar pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at Xia Xuehan.

"That's not it, although Xue Han is not rich, he still has the money for a dress. It's just that the ten finger prints are slender, just ask how a beggar man who is begging outside has such slender fingers. Also, when the tea was handed to you just now, you also showed more than one flaw. Xia Xuehan didn't care much about this little beggar, and said in a homely manner.

"Oh, be cautious and cautious, never dare to say too much, I don't know where the flaws are exposed?" the little beggar's eyes were also full of puzzlement.

"When I handed the tea, I found that although your hands were very dirty, they were white and delicate, as a beggar's hand, is it normal?

"Even so, you can't say that I'm a rich lady, right! The daughter of an ordinary family can also work as a woman!" the little beggar looked at his hand and said angrily.

"The daughter of an ordinary person can't tell the difference between Duyun Maojian and Huangshan Maofeng! When I said that the tea you drank was Duyun Maojian, I saw disdain and contempt on your face. Because you know, it's not Duyun Maojian at all, but Huangshan Maofeng. Xia Xuehan playfully looked at the little beggar's stunned expression, and continued, "Huangshan Maofeng, its appearance is delicate and slightly curly, the buds are fat and strong, even, there are sharp hairs, the leaves are golden yellow, the color is tender and green and oily, the aroma is fresh, the water color is clear, apricot yellow, bright, the taste is mellow, sweet, the buds and leaves at the bottom of the leaves are flowers, thick and bright. And all uniform hair tip, tea tender green even, small and short, a bud and a leaf at the beginning, the shape of the cord is tight and thin, curly, the hair is exposed, the color is green, the inner quality aroma is tender, fresh, sweet, the water color is clear, and the bottom of the leaf is tender and green. Am I right?"

Xia Xuehan looked at the little beggar with a smile, "Coincidentally, both kinds of tea are like sparrow's tongues, and people who don't have some attainments in the tea ceremony can't tell the difference at all." I deliberately admit my mistake, just to see your reaction, hehe, let me ask a little beggar if he has this kind of tea ceremony skills?"

"Who the hell are you? I tell you, don't make any plans about me, if anything happens to me, my father and big brother won't let you go!" The little beggar was a little anxious, and looked so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

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