Too Reckless

"Too reckless (!

In the Phoenix Valley, the time is quiet, the five disciples perform their duties, and there are teachers and sisters drying medicinal materials everywhere in the bamboo forest.

Zuo Lingquan walked down the stone cliff and came to Tang Jingxing's small fenced courtyard. From a distance, he saw Tang Jingxing sitting in the courtyard, with a small dustpan next to it, which was dried firefly root grass.

Firefly root grass is the most common spiritual grass. It can be pounded into powder with a medicine roller, and then processed into various utensils, so that it can emit light on its own in a place with sufficient spiritual energy. This type of object is used in the water curtain cave.

The work of making medicine is not heavy, but it is tedious. Tang Jingxuan and Zuo Lingquan have a close relationship. Wu Qingwan did not arrange work for her. After getting familiar with it, he took over a part of Senior Sister Xiaohua's tasks. When Zuo Lingquan was not training her, he was busy in the small courtyard to pass the time.

Zuo Lingquan walked outside the fence courtyard, and before he said hello, a big, white and round fat ball fluttered from the ground, landed on his shoulders, and rubbed his neck affectionately, waiting to be fed.

The dumplings who settled down in the valley, after getting along for a few months, found that the people here are very friendly, and their courage gradually grew; The big white crane chatted, or went to the yard of the seniors and sisters to beg for pine nuts to eat. The fluff that was about to be burnt out, grew again, and looked even fatter than before.

Zuo Lingquan took out two pine nuts to feed the dumplings, and said hello:

"Miss Tang."

In fact, there is no need to say hello, Zuo Lingquan comes out of Wu Qingwan's residence at the same time every day, and Tang Jingshen doesn't need to look back to know that he is here.

Tang Jingxuan put down the medicine pestle in his hand, got up and wiped his hands with a towel, and first gave the dumpling a fierce look:

"You know how to eat it all day long, and if you eat it for the New Year, you don't have to kill the chicken, and you won't come down."

The dumplings hurriedly closed their mouths and jumped onto Tang Jingxing's shoulders to rub them.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him and said with a smile, "Sister Tang, don't be so strict, the dumplings are just puffy, they look so round, but if they are really thin, they don't look good."

"Gee~"

The dumpling nodded like smashing garlic.

Tang Jingxun threw the dumpling back: "It's just a little Pixiu, no matter if it can eat the rice jar clean, if I die, I won't even have a companion."

While talking, Tang Jingxuan walked into the kitchen and brought out two small dishes: "I can't finish the meal I just made by myself, so you can eat some too."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan sighed inwardly, feeling a little embarrassed. Since he came to Xihuang Valley, Tang Jingshen will make him three meals a day, and he will also wash clothes and quilts. Just like eating soft rice.

Zuo Lingquan followed into the house, shook his head and joked:

"Sister Tang, I can actually go without food for many days. You don't need to make a special serving for me."

Tang Jing put down the tableware and frowned slightly:

"Why, my sister's cooking is not delicious?"

"No, I just think it's too much trouble for Sister Tang. Xihuang Valley is not my territory. You live here, it has nothing to do with me. You help with cooking and laundry, I feel ashamed."

"Look at what you said, it's weird. I don't use my own rice grains for cooking. It takes more effort to cook. If you don't want to eat it, then forget it."

The appetite is also a way of enjoying life. Zuo Lingquan can go without food for a long time, but when he tastes the food in the world, he will not deliberately not eat it. When he saw Tang Jingxun say this, he was not polite, sat down at the table and ate the carefully prepared meal.

Tang Jingxuan sat across from the table, chewing and swallowing slowly. Seeing Zuo Lingquan eating seriously, he pursed his lips and snickered. After thinking about it, he put a piece of meat in Zuo Lingquan's bowl and asked:

"By the way, Xiao Zuo, I see other people cultivating in a cool place to meditate. Why do you hide in the cave with Aunt Wu every time, and keep the door closed? It feels weird."

Zuo Lingquan's feasting motion froze, and he blinked and said:

"The cave was originally where Senior Wu cultivated. It's quicker to practice in it. Senior Wu treated me very well, and let me stay in it, um... It's just cultivation, and nothing else."

Tang Jing smiled brightly: "What else do you want to do? She is the princess' aunt, so she must be watching closely. It's not good to stay in front of her, right?"

"It's really tight, I don't dare to move, or I'll be disciplined."

"Haha~ I know, it's good to get used to it. The elders are strict with you, and they are also good to you, but don't take it to heart."

"Of course I know that..."

...

During the chat, the two finished their meal.

After Tang Jingshen packed up the tableware and chopsticks, he felt that the shops in the capital should be almost cleaned up, so he was ready to go back to the capital to have a look.

Wu Qingwan's character is somewhat conservative, and she doesn't want to be promiscuous during the day. She only cooperates with her practice at night. Zuo Lingquan has nothing to do during the day. Go to Xihuang Town...

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Chaoyang was born in Qihuang Town, which is outside Shili Liulin, and was dyed golden yellow by Chaoyang.

The buildings in the town are scattered, and there are countless low-level monks who yearn for the avenue of longevity but are doomed to miss this life. They set up stalls along the street, waiting for the younger children to visit and earn a meal or two.

Since the founding of Qihuang Valley and the establishment of the octagonal archway, there has not been much change in Qihuang Town; the only change may be that there are more and more houses, and the people in the town have changed wave after wave.

But no matter how big a building is, there will be a day when it is built, and a day when it will collapse.

When this day comes, there may be various signs beforehand, such as the disappearance of the national teacher for two years, the frequent occurrence of fierce beasts, and even a flawed slashing knife, all of which are secretly foreshadowing the splendid building on the surface, and the interior will be early. already decayed.

But even if many people have already guessed, the speed of the real collapse of the building will still be beyond everyone's expectations; and the time of collapse is often in such a normal and calm day, only to hear the sound of 'click-' A soft sound, and then it is like a landslide!

Tread-tap-

The crisp sound of hooves resounded at the mouth of the town.

In the tea shop at Zhenzikou, a few small monks chatting, looked up, and then their faces changed slightly, all stood up; pedestrians on the small street also quickly gave way to the left and right.

Under the morning light, the three horses set foot on the Qingshi Street. Qihuang Town quickly became silent from the town entrance to the end of the alley, and everyone turned to look at the three horses.

The Great Dan Dynasty was not big, and there were only a handful of high-level monks on the road, and the three people on the horse and the people in the town had probably heard of it since childhood—Cheng Jiujiang, Lan Ying, and Qingchi Jianzhuang Lu Mingzhou.

Cheng Jiujiang needless to say, Linggu's fourth-level impeccable golden body is inaccessible to swords and spears; one-handed Lei Quan is even more lethal, and its combat power is only lower than that of Yue Pingyang.

The remaining two people, although they are both Linggu first-level, can't make waves outside the pass, but in Great Dan, they are the top ten top cultivators.

All three of them carried swords and came to the door with their knives, obviously not here as guests.

As for what to do, everyone in the town can guess a little, so they are silent, just watching from a distance.

Cheng Jiujiang, wearing a bright yellow robe, with tiger-headed fists on his hands, stood at the mouth of the town and said solemnly:

"The market is closed today~www.wuxiahere.com~ idlers retreat."

The sound was like a bell, spreading all over the town's small streets and under the octagonal archway.

In the town, there were no one who dared to make a fuss about the merchants and pawns, monks and warriors. They scattered and quickly disappeared into the surrounding lanes or houses.

The bustling street, people went to the empty building in an instant, and it was completely quiet, leaving only two figures standing in the middle of the town.

Cheng Jiujiang looked up, but saw a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in a black robe, with a handsome face, a sword hanging from his waist, and his body was as motionless as a pines.

The woman dressed as a little girl in the market, hid behind the man, and nervously pulled the man's sleeve...

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