In a quiet teahouse, Yun Que sat at a table by the window, sipping tea happily.
Sitting opposite was Han Jiao.
On the table in front of Han Jiao, there was not only hot tea, but also an intact candy.
Yun Que caught two at that time, ate one, and left one.
Luo Xiaoyu was sitting on the side of the table, drinking tea in big gulps. She just ate too much sugar in one go and was so hungry.
Han Jiao's eyes were swollen and she could tell she had been crying for a long time, but she was more energetic than before.
"As a dying person, why should Marquis Yun bother with this? Just let me fend for myself."
Han Jiao's tone was still indifferent, which was completely different from when she was in Yanmen Town. It was as if she had changed into a different person, and she had become emotionless.
"An ant can still live in vain, let alone you, a living person. If there is a problem with your spiritual roots, you just need to find a way to solve it. You don't even have the courage to think of a solution. You only cry. It wouldn't be a joke to let the fellow villagers see it. The specialty of Yanmen Town is naughty.
Bao, there are no snot-nosed ghosts." Yun Que said.
"I'm not a snot-nosed person! It's not me who wants to cry, it's you who makes me cry, okay!"
Han Jiao grabbed the candy on the table, threw it into her mouth angrily, and chewed it.
"This is the right thing. You look like a living person. You didn't see any vitality at all just now. You looked like a walking zombie without emotions." Yun Que said with a smile.
"Master said that swordsmen don't need emotions." Feeling the sweetness of the candy, Han Jiao took a deep breath and said, "I have reached the third level of Qi refining and will soon reach the middle stage of Qi refining."
In one month, he has reached the third level of Qi refining. Such a speed is absolutely amazing.
"That's so fast. It seems you have good talent." Yun Que praised him and then asked, "What is a Sword Attendant?"
There are sword masters, sword disciples and sword servants in the sword palace, but I have never heard of the term sword servant.
"I'm not sure. Master only said that he is a swordsman and a special talent that only the Sect possesses." Han Jiao said blankly.
"Sword Attendant of the Spirit Sword Sect..."
Yun Que frowned slightly.
It sounds good, special talents will definitely have special resources, but the word "Swordsman" doesn't seem so good.
Attendant, serving, maid, bodyguard, the meaning of the word Servant is to serve and accompany.
Judging from the literal meaning of sword attendant, it should refer to a person who is a companion of the sword and specializes in serving the sword.
Yun Que didn't know much about Shangzong and couldn't know the true meaning of Sword Server, but he didn't like the word Sword Server very much.
"Has your master ever told you how to solve the shortcomings of Dragon Spirit Root?" Yun Que asked.
Han Jiao shook her head and said seriously:
"Master said we can only suppress it. There is no other good way for now. Every time he sees me, Master has a look of regret in his eyes. It's because I have a bad fate and I can't blame others."
Yun Que was silent for a while and took a sip of hot tea.
Even the elder of South Dean is at a loss what to do. It seems that Long Linggen's matter is quite difficult.
"If you don't practice, can you delay the reversal of the meridians?" Yun Que asked.
He once heard Zhou Yuanliang talk about the disadvantages of dragon spirit roots falling on women.
"The difference is not big, it's just a matter of living a few more days. Instead of lingering for a while, it's better to fight to the end and die on the most dazzling day." Han Jiao said this almost subconsciously, but she
His expression was still full of confusion.
Obviously not sure what this passage means.
Yun Que's eyebrows suddenly lifted.
He captured something unusual. Han Jiao's emotional words were probably not her own voice.
When did the second young lady of the Han family, who was less than 20 years old and used to live in high status in Yanmen Town, become so righteous and awe-inspiring?
And the last sentence is even more suspicious.
What is the most dazzling day to die?
Han Jiao definitely couldn't know the date of her death, let alone why she died so spectacularly.
Yun Que made a judgment in an instant. He must have heard these words from someone else!
Then there is only one person who is most likely to say such things to Han Jiao
Nanyuan Elder, Quan Yu.
"Did your master tell you?" Yun Que asked with a smile.
Han Jiao was startled for a moment, nodded, and said: "Master is very good to me and often gives me guidance on my cultivation. As a disciple, I dare not forget Master's teachings."
"I advise you to forget it." Yun Que said with emotion: "Your master thinks you didn't die quickly enough. The fate of tool men is indeed a tragedy."
Han Jiao gradually became surprised, then thoughtfully, recalling Yun Que's words.
"Master will not harm me. I am a little disciple. Life or death is of no benefit to her." Han Jiao said doubtfully.
"Your master is not harming you."
Yun Que was worried about Han Jiao's IQ, so he had to explain: "Your master is just hastening your death. She is using you as a tool. You have a donkey at home. If not, you should have seen it. Think about it.
What should I do with a dying donkey to maximize its value?"
"A dying donkey?" Han Jiao lowered her head and muttered silently.
Luo Xiaoyu drank her fill of tea, raised her hand to show that she had insights, and said:
"Kill and sell donkey meat! Donkey meat is best when burned!"
Yun Dian nodded and gave his half pot of tea to Luo Xiaoyu.
"Senior Brother Yun is rewarding me for drinking more tea for answering the correct questions!"
"No, I want you to try if you can drink tea into your brain to flush out the dirt inside."
"Ah? There are still dirty things in my mind!"
Luo Xiaoyu continued to drink tea, thinking about how to get it into his mind while drinking. Sometimes he lowered his head to drink, sometimes raised his head to drink. Before he could finish drinking, he choked and coughed.
Han Jiao was amused by the cute Luo Xiaoyu, but her smile was a little bitter.
She already knows the answer.
"Being whipped day and night, making the donkey keep grinding until it dies from exhaustion, then dragging the donkey away to sell its meat...Does the master regard me as a donkey?" Han Jiao said bitterly: "What should I do..."
"First of all, stop practicing!"
Yun Que's expression became serious and he gave some advice: "Secondly, collect all the elixirs and methods that can suppress blood vessel attacks. Finally, participate in the sword fight and look for opportunities."
Han Jiao listened very carefully.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, don't give up. Don't embarrass us Yanmen Town people." Yun Que said with a smile: "I will help you find a solution together."
Han Jiao nodded gratefully, her whole person became much more lively, and most of her old age faded away.
"That old witch Quan Yu is so cruel. She had no good intentions when she accepted you as her disciple. Next, you will spend all the time you spend improving your cultivation on practicing swordsmanship."
Yun Que helped come up with ideas and said:
"If Quan Yu blames you for being slow in cultivation, just accuse the disciple of being stupid and ask the master to punish you. I'm afraid the old witch won't punish the disciple seriously for this. It's better to blame you for being stupid than to die early."
At this point, Yun Que has been able to conclude that Quan Yu tried his best to cultivate Han Jiao in order to make Han Jiao into a sword.
A sword that will be destroyed after one use!
How could Yun Que let the old witch get her wish?
"I know a weapon refiner. She has done some research on the art of grafting. She may have some insights into the removal of spiritual roots. I will ask you about it tomorrow."
Of course he was talking about Si Ruonan.
Yun Que was not sure whether Si Ruonan had unique insights into spiritual root grafting, so he should leave Han Jiao with hope, otherwise her condition would be really worrying.
"Thank you so much, Marquis Yun. I will live well until the end!" Han Jiao solemnly promised.
"That's right."
Yun Que looked at the darkening sky outside, stood up and said, "The auction is about to begin. Let's go to Qingfu Building to take a look at the excitement. Maybe we can get some unexpected gains."