Have you never even heard of the name of the little princess of the Lei family?
Questions flashed through the minds of the seven people from Lei Ya, and they were stunned for a moment.
Nothing is strange at all?
A flash of surprise flashed in Lei Aoming's eyes.
Humph, your little brat’s background has been discovered a long time ago.
I want to see people show their gazes as high as the mountains, and dream.
"Why, Lei Mei doesn't sound nice?" Xiangsi ignored the line of sight as if she was ignorant.
Which boy is he from?
Have you really never heard of her name?
"No, I just find it a bit novel." Lei Aoming only kept doubts in his heart, and stared at the handsome face without any scruples: "Where is your name?"
"It's not polite to come and go without reciprocating. My surname is Shui, Shui Wutian. Don't forget, Miss Lei, you want me to drink tea from now on." She didn't care at all about the lovesickness, but was still tepid, carrying forward the gentleman's demeanor to a perfect level.
Shui Wutian?
This name is so familiar.
"Wutian, I will definitely invite you next time." Lei Aoming frowned and couldn't think of it for a moment, so he had to put it aside for the time being.
Shui Wutian, Shui Wutian...
Qinghai and others are also searching.
Shui Wutian, but that Shui Wutian?
A part of the hall had a flash of inspiration, and all of them immediately turned their gazes.
"Boy Shui, are you here from Bitian City?" A faint male voice floated in the air, but its owner was nowhere to be found.
Saint!
"Indeed." My heart froze, and I suddenly felt longing for myself.
The tone and tone were extremely calm, but in an instant, Xiangsi felt the same strange feeling as when she saw the phantom of the Tea Saint for the first time.
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to one place, and their eyes fell directly on the man in purple robes. His expression definitely showed the expectation of digging up the inside story.
"How is the Tea Sage?" After a slight pause, the faint voice came up again.
this?
Friend or enemy?
"It looks very good." After finally figuring out what it meant, Xiangsi thought about it for a moment and said weakly: "Sir, you'd better show up. I'm timid and I can't stand being scared."
In an instant, a shadow moved from a corner of the hall. Before anyone could catch the trace, the next moment, there was an extra person sitting on the chair next to Xiangsi's table.
The man was a middle-aged man, tall, at least two meters tall judging from his sitting posture. He had a square face, and his facial lines were as sharp as a knife. He was dressed in light-colored linen clothes, and had a square face on the back of his head.
Her dark hair, tied into a bunch of light blue, hangs down past her waist.
He was sitting there, and other than seeing the person, it was as if he didn't exist, and he couldn't feel any breath.
For a moment, the expressions of Lei Aoming, Qing Jia and others became a little solemn.
Another one appeared.
She is really destined to be a saint.
Xiangsi sweated secretly, and immediately moved her hands together to pick up the waiter's teapot and poured a cup of tea herself.
"Sir, Wutian will lend me flowers to offer to the Buddha, please!" He handed over the cup, with an expression of lovesickness that was absolutely sincere: "May I ask your honorable name?"
This kid is really brave.
"Boy, I don't have anything that can catch your eye." After taking a deep look, Xun Wuzong secretly praised him, with a look in his eyes that could make people feel the existence of life.
Xun Wu trace was one of the twenty-eight saints of Xuanwu. His family, the Xun family, was also one of the hidden families that never appeared in front of the world. There was no famous person named Xun in the mainland.
Xunwu trace is one of the saints who has retired to seclusion. When he traveled around the mainland, he always used a pseudonym and even wore a mask to cover his face, so no one can recognize his true face to this day.
The big hermit hides in the city, the little hermit hides in the mountains and forests. He is also the big hermit, living in seclusion on the top of Manxiang Tower, watching the changes in Xuanlu with a cold eye.
I'm so dizzy, what does this mean?
Could it be that he saw her true nature and said she was greedy for money?
"Sir, Wutian's vision is indeed a bit high. However," he rolled his eyes and Xiangsi smiled refreshingly: "Wutian believes that there must be countless items around you that can keep you awake at night."
"Boy, you're right. There are indeed one or two things around me that can make people unable to sleep. However," Xun Wuzong's faint eyes fell on the face: "Only people like you can do that."
It’s just a heartbeat.”
Someone like her?
What is that, medicinal material?
However, it was better for her not to be curious, because there were many cases of pregnant women being guilty of it, so she would not cause that kind of trouble, and let others do it.
The saint can protect it, but she cannot protect it from being known to the world.
"Sir, you should just pretend that I haven't said that. I still want to eat well, sleep well, and be free from trouble every day." Touching her little nose, Xiangsi made up her mind to stay away from potential troubles.
Damn boy, I noticed it.
"Boy, did you just say that this tea is just ordinary?" He paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then suddenly changed his mind.
"Yes," Xiangsi glanced back inexplicably. After he couldn't guess anything, he stopped wasting his brain cells and nodded honestly: "The tea from Yunxiao Tower is a little astringent, but it's still passable. The tea from Manxiang Tower is
Tea is astringent and contains acid. However strong it is, it can be fermented to make wine."
"Indeed." His face straightened, and Xunwujiang said with a cautious expression, "Boy, just like I did just now, to be honest, what are the conditions for you to make a move?"
The voice was not high-pitched, but the tone was extremely sincere, faint, and revealed a hint of helplessness and nervousness, as well as a hint of hope.
For an instant, everyone in the hall stopped breathing and all raised their ears.
His pupils shrank, and Xiangsi seemed to hear the "thump" sound of his heartstrings breaking. A trace of nervousness seeped into his limbs, and the hand holding the tea cup tightened.
Lei Aoming's eyes stared unblinkingly at those slender hands, her mind going through thousands of times, and only she understood what she was thinking.
Quietness is the only thing in the hall.
What does this mean?
Were you testing her before?
"Your Excellency, today's tea is a different pot, isn't it?" He lowered his eyes and Xiangsi slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, and said in a very affirmative tone: "There is no need now, let's get a different pot."
Lei Aoming frowned slightly, but remained silent.
"Change." Xun Wuzong pursed his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Two waiters floated out of the corner where they had been sitting. One of them put away the teapot and boiling water from before, while the other put on a new one and poured a new cup of tea.
Xiangsi held the cup and took a sip, then put it down noncommittally, still squinting.
"Boy, tell me the conditions." Regarding the other one, Xun Wuzong looked directly into the air, with only the purple-robed person in his eyes.
"Enemies, those who don't suit your eyes or your heart, don't talk about it." Xiangsi slowly raised her eyes, with a faint expression: "Master, what's your last name?"
"Xun's surname," Xun Wuzong's eyes brightened again: "Boy, how can you tell the difference between an enemy and a friend?"
"You have to judge with your heart. If you feel displeased at first sight, you will become an enemy. If you like someone at first sight, you will not turn against someone who is not a friend." Acacia smiled leisurely: "Master, can I understand this?
Are you looking for my whereabouts?"
"Yes." Xun Wuxing smiled, his eyes wide with laughter, he was honest and sincere: "Not only am I looking for you, many families in the mainland are looking for you. Your whereabouts are a little weird. After you showed up in Bitian City,
, when he appeared again, he had arrived at Amaterasu Castle."
Bitian City?
Shui Wutian?
'Medicine' master pharmacist Shui Wutian?
"Are you Medicine Master Shui Wutian?" A flash of inspiration flashed through, and Lei Aoming's eyes flashed. He looked straight at that handsome face, his eyes widened in surprise, and his tone couldn't hide his surprise.
"Shui Wutian?" Qingjia and the others in Qinghai were all stunned, their expressions changed dramatically.
She is famous!
People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. It seems that trouble is coming.
"If I didn't have the same name, I would just be Shui Wutian." Beijue felt helpless and yearned for Xiangsi, his expression so calm that he couldn't be more calm: "Since everyone knows that I come from Bitian, they must understand what's going on there and me.
With my recent mood, if you want to seek medical treatment from me, it’s best to wait until the next time you find my whereabouts.”
He turned out to be Shui Tiantian!
Once upon a time, it was really good luck.
His eyes were shining with stars, and Lei Aoming was extremely excited.
"Boy, how about making an exception?"
I'm currently in Manxiang Tower. Of course, you can stay there too. We'll discuss it later when your mood improves. I will be responsible for everything in Amaterasu City. How about you think about it?"
"How are you sure it's me?" Looking back, Xiangsi put away his casual attitude: "Besides, in terms of achievements, Huacheng's 'Medicine' Sage is famous all over the continent. You can just go to the Western Continent. Why bother to find a beginner?"
An unknown person traveling on the mainland?"
In a word, give up the big and choose the small, give up the good and choose the second, it is a waste.
"Young man in purple robe, with black hair hanging down to the ground, and elegant demeanor, the most beautiful man in Xuecheng." His heart relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on Xun Wuji's lips; "Your outfit is so unique."
, appear in any city, pay a little attention, and you will recognize it. Every time you visit a city, you will not stop at ordinary places. The only thing that can make you move is the teahouse. Thanks to the Manxiang Tower.
There is a name for tea here, and today it has gained glory and made the house shine."
Damn, this guy seems to have conquered her.
She must have clearly seen everything outside, so she waited patiently for her rabbit, and her delicious little rabbit actually arrived at her door.
This time, I can't run away.
Saint, that power is still powerless to her.
"It turns out that you've figured out my background a long time ago." After a moment of depression, Xiangsi made the wise decision not to do anything in vain, and leaned on the armrest of the chair leisurely. "It's easy to say, everything must be done according to the rules."
, However, this is just this one time, it won’t be the same next time.”
"For example?" Xunwujiang said excitedly, and he immediately listened attentively.
Who exactly is being treated?
He actually allowed a dignified saint to hide his identity and come forward in a cowardly manner?
"Let me clear up the doubts in my heart first." I didn't point out the doubts and lovesickness in my heart, and just followed it: "For example, why don't you go to Huacheng to ask for a doctor?"
Medical Saint, if it is useful, there is no need to delay it until now.
This kid is also confused.
"I've been there, and the medical sage gave me the answer: nothing can be done." He sighed secretly, and Xunwujiang answered simply and neatly: "Countless pharmacists in the mainland all gave the same answer."
Holy shit, frame her?
If she can be cured, it will be a slap in the face of all the pharmacists in the continent. How can the medical sage hate her so much? If she cannot be cured, then she will still be the same as others, and her name will be in vain.
The problem is huge.
"Even the medical saints can't cure people. If you look for me, an unknown person, you will be disappointed again." With a sudden thought, Xiangsi's intuition was that big trouble was coming.
"Whether it's good or not is another matter. Just try if you want." Even if this person couldn't heal him, he would admit it.
Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor?
"Bring the person here, I'll take a look before we talk." Her eyes swept over that calm face a few times, Xiangsi intuitively thought that it was a gamble on luck, and she really couldn't refuse anymore.
"Is it feasible to move to the seventy-seventh floor?"
"A pharmacist has the rules of a pharmacist, and I have my own persistence." Xiangsi sat up straight, with a serious look on her face: "Now, it's not time to go to the seventy-seventh floor. I have to see
You can decide by looking at it, I believe you understand what I mean."
If she goes, it means she has formally accepted the invitation. Even if she is powerless, she must try her best; if it is just a preliminary look, the result can be determined according to her wishes.
The meanings of the two behaviors are not on the same level.
Based on the previous situation, Acacia doesn't dare to be righteous.
"Okay, I'll send it to you shortly." Xunwujiu accepted it calmly without forcing it.
He also understands how proud an excellent medicine master is. In comparison, this one is already the most talkative. Compared to the masters in Huacheng, his attitude is worlds away.