Chapter 63: Rice wizard

Chapter 63. The Food Wizard
"I wonder if Du Shangyi is willing?"
Qing Qiao waited for Duan Yu for three seconds, suddenly jumped up, and darted to pull Duan Yu's skin: "Bold and demon, not yet come out of the prototype! Watch me tear your smelly skin!"
"What is Shang Shangyi doing?" Duan Yu was shocked and pained, but he was inconvenienced, and he had to retreat and block.
"... Slaves just want to see, hasn't Wang Ye been faked?"
Qing Qiao didn't take it easy, and looked expressionless.
"Now it seems that people are real, but they haven't seen each other for a few days. Why did Wang suddenly change his temper? Could it be that his brain was flooded?"
"You think I'm kidding?"
Duan Yu's eyes narrowed with anger, and cold wind surged under his eyes.
"The lord of Jiuqu's heart is so difficult for me to wait for the juniors. If I want to kill you, please ask him to give me a good pleasure, just don't change my way to torture.
Qing Qiao snorted and cast his gaze on the corner.
Duan Yu quietly rang, and finally narrowed his sharp color and smiled slightly.
"To this day, why do you think I still have your life?"
Intriguing expression, do not have deep meaning words, Qing Qiao only felt a in his heart, there was an inexplicable pain permeating.
"Why? Is there any use value for Wang Ye, my orphan orphan?"
She tried to keep her heart steady, bit her lower lip, and her hands and feet were cold.
"It ’s just a matter of using it, we are talking about cooperation."
Duan Yuning looked at her with a gaze like ice: "Isn't Master Shang Yi secretly checking on Master Kongkong?"
"How do you know ?!" Qing Qiao looked up in surprise.
Duan Yu pursed her lips and slowly stretched her brows.
Qing Qiao thought of the sturdy little Jintian Er, and he murmured in that face: "Ah ... you don't wonder."
Duan Yu raised his eyebrows, not to mention.
"To be honest, I've always been curious, why do you believe so much about an old monk from unknown sources?"
He leaned forward and leaned towards her, with the tip of his nose nearly touching her face, and hot and humid discouragement on his lips.
"Have you ever thought that Master Kongkong and you are relatives, why should you risk your beheading to help you?"
Qing Qiao was so frightened and panicked that he had to lean back with his hands.
"Is it difficult, shouldn't the monk be obliged to give pointers to the people?" It's all written in the novel!
Duan Yuzheng glanced at her with a nasal glance, arrogantly withdrew, with a look like "you child is really lacking in mind".
"Don't say that Kongkong knows so much about the Four Spirits is really abnormal. Don't you ever suspect that there is any unspeakable purpose behind him?
In the shadow of the room, Duan Yu's proud side outlined sharp lines in the low light.
Why not doubt? It's just that I suspect it's not early enough.
Qing Qiao was told by him, and sighed quietly in his heart.
Until that day, when she saw the golden cricket at the foot of Xiling Mountain, she was suddenly surprised that she might have overlooked an object that should not be ignored.
The fat body, the harmless old man with glutinous rice, the master who always smiles, is he really the same?
However, to this day, she can only dare to suspect that she was betrayed in vain.
Perhaps the essence of the matter is a black hole. The deeper you go, the more scary you are.
Duan Yu noticed the change of situation on her face, seeming to inadvertently say: "How? How about you and me to work together to thoroughly check the air?"
Qing Qiao frowned and wondered how to answer.
-Can't trade with the devil! A voice in her heart reminded her.
But if you don't agree, what can you do with just the silly Jintian Er and the idiot Dongxi?
"You ... don't doubt that I am going back to heaven and regain my country?" After a moment of hesitation, Qing Qiao looked up at Duan Yu, his eyes drifted away.
"Doubt."
Duan Yu looked at her with a smile and stood high.
"But I'm sure. As long as I live a day, you can't achieve this wish."
"Master Wang is determined." Qing Qiao was irritated by his calmness and couldn't help sneering. "Unfortunately, after all, I have the blood of the brutal people. Maybe I'll hit you in the back one day, isn't he afraid?"
Duan Yu gave her a silent glance: "Du Shangyi still beat her up and made relentless words, against me? Huh, don't even think about it."
Rumble!
There was an electric flash of flint in the carriage and sparks splashed.
The prisoners outside the car felt that the cold was blowing behind them, and their foreheads couldn't bear the cramps.
"... Well, let's not talk about the restoration of the country. What do you think of the cooperation proposal?"
Ginger is still old and spicy, Duan Yu took the lead to look away, slowed his expression, and followed his eyes with good eyes.
"... the deal."
In the face of worth, all hatred can be temporarily abandoned.
This sentence not only applies to love, but also applies to the officialdom of the workplace, and applies to all people's places.
Red bean year sweet potato month pumpkin day, please remember this historic moment.
After crossing the grassroots, Gu's representative, and the feudal ruling class, Duan's, after two hundred thousand words, they finally clasped their hands again, and its significance was no less than that of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States.
At this point, the "Wumen Joint Gazette" was published.
The carriage creaked for a long time, and Qing Qiao could not help falling asleep.
The clouds were drenched in the dream, soaked with a faint vapor. Suddenly there was a man with a big waist and a full-bodied man jumping out, scolding her with a three-layer belly: "Gan Xiaoqiao, are you still a human? Actually working with the murderer who killed me, I really misread you!"
Not others, it's the deceased Bao Quancai.
Qing Qiao opened his mouth to argue, but murmured nothing.
Suddenly another coat of red came out, and the flames were like Xia. I saw someone holding Bao's ears angrily and said, "You know what the fart is! Little sister, this is to endure the burden of shame and to hide the shame! Do you think she is willing to cooperate with the dog thief? Do n’t be quick to get me back underground, have you eaten a sacrifice?

Is the beautiful three-sister sister.
Bao Quan was in pain, his skin was crimson, and he could only cover his ears and hum.
Qing Qiao wanted to laugh, but wanted to cry.
Brother Bao, Sister Three, do you see the characters I carved in Jiuqing Cave?
She wanted to ask that.
Before leaving Jiuqing Cave, she quietly made a memorial in the cave in spite of the protest of the mountain gods tears flying to destroy the public property.
Gan Xiaoqiao, Shanli, Bao Quancai, Zhang Sifeng ... After these names, there are loofahs with deep meaning.
Can be regarded as a harmonious period for his short life.
Although the last one stands out, it is particularly large.
"Little sister, you must be careful! The next road will be difficult because ..."
The sister of the three divisions shouted excitedly as she waved at her, but the voice did not fall, a cloud of smoke rose, and the dream scene ceased to exist.
Qing Qiao hurriedly reached out to dial, but couldn't find his brother or sister, but there was a pale blue shadow in the depths of the white clouds.
Nothingness, transparency, as if a crystal of water dripped on the rice paper, it would evaporate by accident.
She reached out to grab it subconsciously, but she didn't catch anything.
The shadow stayed for a while, and gradually disappeared.
Qing Qiao awoke from his dream, and silently looked at the carved flowers on the inside of the carriage.
More than two months after leaving Xiling, Sister Lu Huahua and other people all appeared in her dreams in succession, laughing or scolding, with a vivid image.
Only the one she had been looking forward to, never dreamed.
Nothing but futile.
It ’s okay, it ’s better to miss each other!
She sighed and turned her head to meet Duan Yu's gaze unexpectedly.
"Where are you taking me?"
She looked out of the car with a probe: "Shouldn't we go to Shangqing Temple?"
"Do you think there is nothing in the world to know the secrets of the Four Spirits?"
Duan Yu smiled slightly.
"There is another person, who is far worse than Kongkong, and I'm taking you to see him."
The carriage crunched and walked for a few more hours before finally coming to a large area of ​​water.
In the bottom of the pond, there are five-colored crystal pebbles and soft green ripples. With the breeze, a simple and elegant traditional building stands quietly on the opposite bank. A touch of white sheer.
Such a fairyland, as if a certain beautiful lady still holding a pipa half-faced, is on the water side.
"Copying plagiarism!" Qing Qiao was intoxicated, but couldn't help accusing the author. "This is exactly a classic scene in a cartoon!"
"What comic?" Duan Yu looked at her side by side, with a gentle expression. "Yes, what I want to show you is the most hidden existence in this country. You must follow every possible way when you see him. Don't annoy him . "
"……Oh, I see."
Anyway, pretending to be a grandson.
Qing Qiao was much more lazy, simply poked his head out of the car, ready to enjoy the scenery.
"Oh!"
Suddenly her complexion changed, and she clung to the window lattice and shouted.
"Stop! Stop! Are you a king, you want to drown my aunt and grandma ?!"
I do n’t know, I was shocked at first, and it turned out that the carriage had unknowingly stepped into the pond and was still moving on. The big green leaf in front of me looks really suicidal!
"calm down!"
Duan Yu was cracked by her nagging headache and had to reach out and cover her mouth: "You're so cute!"
Qing Qiao was so yelled by him, and then he calmed down and looked closely, only to find that the water in the pond was extremely shallow, and he hadn't reached half of the horse's knee. There is no worries about life, no wonder the driver and the horse are both calm and restless.
Grandpa's, who kills thousands of swords here to make a splash in the beach! It ’s completely Zhuangbility!
She breathed a long sigh of relief, and suddenly smelled a scent of fragrance in her nose. The original Duan Yu's hand was still on her lips.
His hands were large, and one half covered her half of her face, impervious to the wind.
Who said it? Men's hands are born big, in fact, to cover the tears of women.
The five fingers are slender, with a clear skeleton, thin cocoons are left due to martial arts, and the skin is slightly rough.
It's a little unexpected. I thought this guy's hands should be fine-skinned and tender, without any flaws.
"Master, do you remember to wash your hands after your last visit?"
Qing Qiao pulled down the expressionless expression.
Duan Yu was slightly stunned, and his face was thin with anger.
Then he turned his head and smiled.
He seemed to be in a good mood, his eyebrows bent into a nice arc.
What makes him happy?
Qing Qiao glanced at him and turned to look out the window.
She didn't want to ask, nor did she know.
So the carriage continued in the endless water mist.
Wow, wow, the sound of water echoed, and you drifted away.
Crossing the giant pond, the group finally came to the shore.
There is a small wooden bridge on the shore, and a boy in white is standing by the bridge holding a lamp and waiting.
"Tian Shui Pavilion waits for Grand Master Duan."
The boy first saluted to Duan Yu, raised his head and smiled, as if the teenager's fresh tender face could sip honey.
"Go tell your host, Lord Wang brought a present today, and he must come out to meet."
Xing Si moved to Duan Yu silently, killing his face.
"Is it ... this girl?" The boy did not flinch, but looked at Qing Qiao with curiosity.
"Very well, most of the masters will like it." He nodded to Qing Qiao, and his witty eyes flashed with strange waves.
Qing Qiao only felt that a cold air had risen from the ground, drilled straight into the heart socket, and quickly spread to the internal organs of the internal organs. Could it be, is this the legendary human trafficking? !!
Ah, this is the classic bridge of the palace novel! The female pigs who fell in love with the country fell in love with the weight of the king or the emperor, but the male pigs gave away the female pigs again and again for their careers and ambitions. Undercover or divorced, female pigs struggled desperately and waiting for male pigs, while male pigs struggled in remorse and thoughts! Heart abuse, dog blood, readers all look at their thighs while watching-ah, what a fool these two big fools are!
Master, is my charm so great that I can write such plots?
While biting her handkerchief and thinking, she mourned for her misfortune, her face was really dead, and the romance pig was really bad ...
"The master is unwilling to meet outsiders who are too beautiful every time. Wang Ye brought a ugly and strange monster this time, really smart!"
Qingnen's throat, like a thunder in the flat ground, completely broke her wonderful fantasy.
Nani? !!
She quickly returned to her gaze, staring at the boy with a billion-volt shock, preparing to kill him with her eyes.
"Ah, sorry, I accidentally told the truth."
The little boy spit out his tongue at her, especially playful, and smiled even more brightly in the sun.
"you this……"
Qing Qiao was furious and was about to teach this arrogant madam, but he was dragged behind his back.
"Go and file a report with your host," Old friend "is here."
Duan Yu leaned down and smiled at the little boy, his face drenched with mild glow.
"..." The boy blushed, turned around and ran away, carrying the lantern.
"Your grandfather! I really want to see who is the lord of this little ?! Drag a leg!"
Qing Qiao broke free of Duan Yu's shackles and scolded him out from behind.
"He pulled? He just saw too many beauties, so he told the truth."
Duan Yu raised his eyebrows, not embarrassed: "Do you really think you are as beautiful as flowers?"
"... Yes, yes, you are beautiful! Your men are the most beautiful!"
Qing Qiao gave him a glance, secretly defamating his heart, you are as beautiful as flowers! The little boy blushed at seeing you just now. How could I have you like a flower!
"The master of Tianshui Pavilion is Ying Yao, the hidden wizard."
Watching the child go away, Duan Yu suddenly turned to face her, looking serious.
"Hidden Wizard?" Qing Qiao widened a pair of bull's eyes. Is Harry Potter about to be staged here? Unexpected!
"It can also be called a master or a priest." Duan Yu explained patiently. "Hidden wizards served the emperor. All the knowledge of the astronomy and geography could not be concealed from him. When necessary, he could still propagate. Use witchcraft to show the direction of the country. "
Ah, daring is a magic stick!
Qing Qiao heard a kind of "sorrow" sorrow in his heart.
What's so good about God Stick? When she was still Miss Qianjin, a fortune teller came to her door and said that she was a rich and noble man, only to cause some troubles because of eating, I am afraid that it would be a disaster to the country and the people.
Now she just wanted to drag that person out to face him, and then beat him up. Now, she is a small inner court female officer who has been ruthlessly squeezed by the powers of the DPRK. She cannot return home and cannot complain if she has suffering. !!
"What did you take me to see him with? Let him slap me to control me?"
Qing Qiao was not angry and pouted.
Duan Yu faint smile: "This idea is good, why didn't I think of it before?"
"You!" Qing Qiao became angry, biting his tongue.
"... Yingyao doesn't meet outsiders very much. Even the emperor, he was happy to see him. Now that we have something to ask for him, we must first follow his heart."
Duan Yu returned to full face.
"Huh, he wants you to lick your toes, would you do it ?!"
Qing Qiao turned his head coldly.
Duan Yuzheng was on the spot.
Alas, alas, alas, a bell rang from a building not far away. The little boy stood on the hillside and waved at the two.
"If he really wants someone to lick ..." He suddenly reached out and grabbed Qing Qiao, dragging his collar and heading out, "I'll let you up."
Across the long corridor, the two walked into an elegant room.
There was no one in the room, the light and shadow were yellow, and the scent of tea was smoky.
"The master said, Lord Duan is rare to come here and bring gifts, so be sure to see him."
The little boy bowed deeply to the two, respectfully, and the arrogance of him just disappeared.
"It seems to be afraid of his master ..." Qing Qiao muttered in his heart.
But what about this death stick, which made people take them to an empty room, pretending to be a ghost?
"Thank you, Lord Ying." Duan Yu suddenly turned his head and coughed in a certain corner. "Please ask Lord Ying to show his face and show his true body."
There was a chuckle inside the room, which was fleeting, but with half a lingering sound around the beam.
Qing Qiao had never heard such a laugh, but he was a little hesitant for a moment.
As the laughter fell to the ground, bamboo curtains slowly rolled up in the corners, exposing a half of ebony soft couch, and a corner of white silk robes.
"After so many years, I didn't expect that Wang Ye could still see where I was hiding for the first time. I really have to admire it."
Lazy tones, three-point jokes, three-point jokes, there seems to be a hint of unintelligible taste.
Qing Qiao looked at his voice and couldn't help it.
Under the bamboo curtain, a pair of delicate hands were gently stroking the silk robe.
Those hands were so perfect, jade as fingers, glazed as armor, even more shapely than the craftsman carefully carved the doll.
What struck her most, however, was that, at the ten fingertips of those hands, there was always a dazzling tinge of red, as if she had just tasted the freshest blood and was still nostalgic for the most fragrant taste.
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