In the back room of Ximoju, Hong Yao put the spider fragrance, Baizhi, Linglingxiang, Sandalwood and Tulip on the table in front of the window into the bowl and grind it in a bowl. While looking in the direction of the study, she sighed softly. It was originally a pleasure to visit the little ejaculation last night, but the girl lost her parents overnight. After suffering such a big disaster, she did not cry or make a fuss when she came, but the more she did this, the more distressed it became.

Sao Qing's mother looked at Hongyaoyanxiang from the side, picked up the white porcelain cup beside the table, which was covered with pear nectar with dilute water. She held the white porcelain cup to her nose and sniffed it, and said, "Sister Hongyao can make fragrant things."

The stone pestle in Hong Yao's hand did not stop and replied: "In the past, he was worshipped in the Goddess Temple. Although the divine quality is not yet in the ordinary and there is not much incense, he can still recognize the incense."

She paused and said, "As for the way to make up the fragrance, it was heard from the pilgrimage. She originally had to use the fragrant fragrance and dragon head, and mix it with pear juice and then store it for one month. But now, there is not much time. The child has undergone a big change. Maybe using some incense can calm her down a little."

Sao Qingniang put down the white porcelain cup and said, "For the purpose of calming the mind, isn't pear nectar too sweet?"

Hong Yao frowned slightly and said, "Indeed..."

Sao Qing's mother smiled, took dried plum petals from the side, and said, "I heard of a kind of plum blossom fragrance back then. According to people who tasted the fragrance, it smelled like tender cold and morning. Walking on the lonely mountain fence, do you use this instead of pear nectar?"

Hong Yao thought about it, then added the dried plum petals to the bowl and grind them thoroughly. After listening to Sao Qingniang's words, he added half a piece of Chen powder he bought when he bought rouge last night. After it was made, he used fragrant seal to form the word "jing".

The Dayong Kingdom is prosperous, and many city god temples have special fragrance seals, which can mark fragrance powder into various magical incense seals. Red medicine has been a goddess, and can also have some magical methods. The fragrance seals she made by herself have a better effect of calming the mind than ordinary incense seals.

After lit the incense seal, Hong Yao brought the celadon lotus leaf incense plate into the study. He saw Nie Kongkong's face as cold as ice. Although he didn't speak, his teeth were bitten tightly. Hong Yao did not disturb him, but only put down the incense plate, gave Nie Kongkong a comforting smile, and then retreated.

Nie Kongkong glanced at Hong Yao's leaving back. Usually, she would definitely ask Li Chan the origin of the "newly hired maid", but now she was not in a mood. She looked at the blue smoke curling up from the incense plate, and a fragrant but cold scent of fragrance penetrated into her nose in a wisp. Her tight face relaxed a little, but she still clenched her fists and asked, "Who is the one who killed my father?"

Li Chan looked at Nie Kongkong and did not answer immediately. He got up and went to the window to look at the loquat tree in the yard, and said, "That person is very powerful, and I'm not sure to deal with him."

Nie Kongkong looked at Li Chan's back and thought of the sword energy he spitted out last night. Li Chan was already a sword fairy-like figure in Nie Kongkong's heart, but she said the three words "not sure". Her face turned pale and her heart sank again.

"I need a helper." Li Chan turned his head and looked at Nie Kongkong, "I will teach you the killing skills. As for whether you can learn it or not, it depends on yourself."

Nie Kongkong pursed his lips and nodded, his eyes moved to the ground. After hesitating for a moment, he looked up at Li Chan again and asked, "But my martial arts skills are low..."

"Change, change." A sharp call came from outside the window, "Oh, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years, ten years is not too late."

"I can't wait!" Nie Kongkong shouted loudly, then suddenly reacted, stunned for a moment, and looked at Li Chan with inquiring eyes: "Who is talking?"

"No need to worry about it for the time being." Li Chan turned his back to Nie Kongkong, glanced under the window, and then turned around to look at Nie Kongkong.

Nie Kongkong's fists were trembling and he said, "I'm not a gentleman, and I can't wait for ten years. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid, so I don't want to take revenge."

Li Chan raised her eyebrows in surprise and said to Nie Kongkong: "There is indeed a way to defeat the strong with the weak."

A hopeful light burst out from Nie Kongkong's gloomy eyes, and he asked, "What way?"

Li Chan flipped his wrist. The green eyebrows were between Li Chan's fingers, and then he was hidden between his sleeves. The next moment, he was inserted into the incense plate without any warning. Li Chan took back his hand and said softly: "Assassin's way."

After Nie Kongkong was stunned for a moment, he stared at the dark-sweet sword on the table and murmured: "Assassin..."

Li Chan asked, "What is an assassin?"

Nie Kongkong thought for a while and replied, "I heard from my father that Xuan Du had collected money and killed people..."

Li Chan nodded and said, "That's indeed an assassin, but I have a story to tell you."

The faint smoke lingered and dispersed between the incense plate. Nie Kongkong nodded and said, "In ancient times, there was a man named Qingqing, who was later called the No. 1 assassin in the world."

Nie Kongkong showed a blank expression when he heard this. Seeing this, Li Chan said, "Most of the history at that time has been lost, and it is not surprising that you have never heard of it. Although this person is called the world's number one assassin, what is strange is that his martial arts are not very surprising."

"The battle between Qingqing's fame was to assassinate the emperor of the world's most powerful country as promised. At that time, he was a young warrior. The young warrior killed people in the market at the age of twelve, which was the kind of assassin you mentioned. When these two men met the emperor in the name of envoys, the twelve-year-old warrior shook like a sieve, but Qingqing was calm and laughed and excused him. Do you know the reason?"

Li Chan waited for a while, Nie Kongkong pondered for a moment, but still shook his head.

Li Chan then explained seriously: "The young warrior once killed people in the market, but he only had a little more anger than ordinary people in his heart. He could bully the weak by relying on his strength. Once he faced the strong, his true form would be revealed. Qingqing Ying promised to assassinate the emperor, neither for profit nor for temporary intention, but for righteousness. If he had no righteousness in his heart, how could he give up his life and stab the sword without any scruples when attacking the strong with his weakness? Do you know now, what is the way of assassin?"

Nie Kongkong murmured: "There is a sense in your heart, and use the weak to attack the strong..."

Li Chan showed emotion on her face. Ordinary people suddenly lost their parents, and most of them could not listen to other people's words. Nie Kongkong's mind was stronger than he thought.

"What should I do?" Nie Kongkong took a deep breath.

"There are not much time left, and you have no time to practice martial arts." Li Chan said, "Even if you practice martial arts day and night, it will be difficult to catch up with your enemies. What you have to do is to strengthen your courage and ensure that you can stab that sword at that time."

"I understand." Nie Kongkong gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is he?"

Li Chan looked at Nie Kongkong's eyes and finally replied: "Cultivator, he is a cultivator."
Chapter completed!