Liu Ruhai didn't agree outright, and Cao Xiwan didn't push her. She thoughtfully waited for him to think slowly. She showed an expression that said, "I'll help him a lot, and he will be willing to be the scapegoat." Liu Ruhai couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Are you feeling better?"
"It's still the same.
He raised his hand and checked her pulse. Sure enough, it was still the same, but it seemed to be worse. "Tired." He frowned.
"Well, it's a bit hard to go out and do business in the middle of the night." She answered seriously.
Hearing the snow falling on the eaves, the concierge actually felt quiet and comfortable, and the fire was crackling. She got up, picked up the boiling tin kettle, and brewed tea three times.
He drank tea, leaned on the chair, and sat with her in front of the fire for a while. Under her polite persuasion, he ate two cakes.
"Integrated the Eighteen Styles of Fascination into sword moves?" he suddenly asked.
"..." She pretended to be stupid.
Liu Ruhai sighed: "Those eighteen moves are very common tricks. Everyone in our family can do it. The master of Miaolian Temple can do it. By the way, Concubine Cheng can do it too. I won't charge you to learn it."
She immediately admitted: "Oh, yes. Have I been ill recently? I can't use much power. I have to find a way, otherwise there will be more and more masters in the capital." She sighed quietly, "In the past, all
It was me who came forward to let the masters from other places learn the rules of the capital."
She recalled her most prominent years in the past ten years, listening to the hissing wind and snow outside, with a desolate look on her face.
"When are the spring flowers and autumn moon...oh oh oh...how much do we know about the past, especially the carved railings and jade bricks, oh oh oh...it's just that the beauty has changed..."
She started singing.
The demonic sound penetrated his brain, Liu Ruhai held back this time and did not get up and leave.
He could tell that she was in a rare good mood.
It must be because last night, she broke into the palace of the Prince of Qin, fought Feng Junqing with a sword, chased the Prince, broke out of the formation, and was unbeatable. She entered and exited without any injuries.
Qingluo female ghost is worthy of being the number one master in the capital.
Moreover, he knew before that she liked this song "poppy poppies" the most.
She is so weird. Liu Ruhai thought.
When Duan Jin was serving in Nankang Hou's study, because he wanted to please her and bribe her, he would sing a song to her alone from time to time. She would sit desolately on the Chunbo Gallery and sing along, forcing everyone to get up and avoid him.
.including him.
She actually learned how to sing by herself without accompaniment.
Only now could I see that she was singing because she was in a good mood. Liu Ruhai looked at her with a smile.
So, he didn't get up this time. He waited for her to finish singing and looked at her with no sympathy in his eyes: "I didn't pay attention to the Eighteen Ecstasy Styles that my cousin Cheng Concubine knew well and never expected.
When these little tricks fell into Qing Niangzi's hands, they actually turned into a puppet dance. They broke the tantric sect's exterminating flying formation. Eighteen dead soldiers were unable to do anything with it."
He put down the tea, looked at her, sighed and handed over his hands, "These days, I am still disrespectful. Qing Niang."
Why was she the only one who stood out among the people who practiced the Nine Transformations of Netherworld back then?
He figured it out.
But he didn't understand another thing even more - why she was seriously ill and stopped practicing.
He thought about it for a year or two but couldn't figure out the cause.
What Liu Ruhai didn't understand, Feng Junqing guessed a possibility after that night that he himself couldn't believe.
She didn't lose her strength at all.
She is actually practicing at the tenth level of the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld.
"No, someone, tell me what I'm saying. If you encounter the Qingluo female ghost again, you must avoid it!"
Half an hour ago.
Prince's Mansion.
The long red-painted windows in the nave have long been closed, and the fire has been burning.
Snow fell on the jade steps, and while the prince went to entertain the palace envoys, Feng Junqing returned to the Holy Immortal Temple to check on several sentry Taoist priests who had been knocked down by Cao Xiwan's half-stroke and fell to the ground.
Two of the Taoist priests also woke up, and they seemed to be in the same situation as the young eunuch Yu Long.
When the Taoist priests saw her, they immediately made seventeen or eighty moves.
But what the Taoist priests said was different from what Yu Long said.
"Is it a sword move?" He confirmed again and again.
"Yes, Patriarch, it's not body skills but sword moves. My disciples saw it, it was sword moves. I don't know how many moves were made in a row. My junior brothers and I felt very sleepy and tired, and fell asleep before we knew it.
.”
"..." Feng Junqing's eyes darkened.
I seem to have heard of such a trick before. This is... secret spy news coming from Prince Zhao's Mansion. There is a hypnotic technique.
It seems that she has incorporated this enchantment technique into sword moves, and then transformed it into body techniques?
Indeed...it has endless variations and endless uses.
Feng Junqing was not surprised. He and Cao Xiwan had known each other before. He had speculated that the secret technique of the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld needed to be adjusted by the practitioner, especially above the sixth level. Each level required a lot of time to practice.
Practice introspection quietly, and adjust the intensity of your practice according to the changes in your own energy channels.
It was also Cao Xiwan's first time practicing and she didn't have a master. How did she do it?
Feng Junqing once died due to a sudden sword strike from her. He faked his death and escaped, but only he knew clearly that it was that sword that caused her to break through to the ninth level.
After returning to Guanshan and thinking hard for many years, he finally figured out that it was a coincidence.
She was so close to Su Jintian that she unknowingly learned the Biying Mind Technique.
Of course Su Jintian also knows the Nether Technique, but he has had a master and disciples since he was a child and has passed it down for several generations. He will not mess around. Cao Xiwan can only figure it out on her own. After she has reached the sixth level of cultivation, she does have a habit of long-lasting
He sat quietly on the ground and introspected his Qi. Feng Junqing didn't pay attention to this special feature before. Later, when he practiced the Tantric Colorless Dragon Elephant Kung Fu in Guanlong, he figured it out:
She must have unintentionally combined Biying's Heart Technique with Netherworld Technique, and it just so happened that Biying's Heart Technique was also suitable for her.
This may be the way to cultivate above the sixth level of the Nine Transformations of Netherworld.
Just suitable for her.
In the end, only she broke through to the ninth level.
"Here comes someone!" Feng Junqing suddenly realized, "Hurry up and if you meet Cao Xiwan in the future, avoid her." He paused, "She seems to be relaxing, but I'm afraid she is just practicing on the tenth level."
"The tenth floor?"
The eunuch Wen Ruo who came to the Taoist temple with him didn't know that the female assassin was Cao Xiwan. He suddenly heard his order. Although he didn't understand how he remembered it at this moment, Wen Ruo was still shocked. "Isn't there only the ninth floor?"
?Is it true that she is going back to her inner house to practice in seclusion, just waiting for the magic power to be perfected, as reported in the gambling board? "
Wen Ruo was well aware of the gap between himself and the Qingluo female ghost. He had only cultivated to the sixth level and could no longer advance.
Is that a master of magic? Feng Junqing cursed secretly, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that this was not a rumor!?
"Come, go to Cao Ji's shop in the south of the city and ask about the odds of the game."
"Yes, Immortal Master."
Wen Ruo, the eunuch, is about thirty-four or five years old. His appearance is different from that of his junior brother Wen Sheng. He has a frown and a flat nose, and a cold light flashes in his small eyes.
Seeing that there was no one in front of him, he held up his hands and said, "Master Immortal, please lend me a moment to speak."
"It's easy to say, you're welcome." He smiled, took Wen Ruo's hand, went to the small room, and ordered people to serve tea. Wen Ruo was standing aside at this time, lost in thought in front of the window, and he seemed to have a worried look on his face.
Feng Junqing sighed secretly, he could see Wen Ruo's thoughts.
The eunuch was eager to break through to the sixth level, so he took a large amount of longevity pills. He was so poisoned that Cao Xiwan reached out and hit the direction of the poisonous veins, knocking him unconscious.
At least his junior brother Vincent screamed a few times, but he lost consciousness without saying a word. Such a complete defeat must have shocked Horoni's great disciple.
The capital city is indeed a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
"Sit down, father-in-law. Please have some tea. You worked hard last night."
"Master Immortal, please give me some advice." Eunuch Wen Ruo smiled bitterly. He didn't want to have tea. He came here to find out where the assassins came from. The prince has promised to buy medicine for them, but where can he buy it?
?
"Master Immortal, you must know the assassin's whereabouts, right?" Eunuch Wen Ruo was good at observing facial features. He sat down, cupped his hands and said sincerely, "If you are willing to give me some advice, our brothers will not forget this kindness in the future and will definitely repay the favor to Master Immortal."
"We are all ministers of the same palace, there is no need to be like this." Of course Feng Junqing wanted to befriend the prince's confidant eunuch. He thought about it and said bluntly to him in a low voice: "She is the Qingluo female ghost."
"What?" Eunuch Wenruo was horrified, "An assassin sent by Marquis Nankang? Go and report it to the Crown Prince!"
"The prince will not believe it. She is not an assassin. She is not here to kill the prince." Feng Junqing has already figured it out. "She is bored. Maybe she was called to help in the boxing. Or maybe she knows that there are many masters in the house.
, came here specially to teach us the rules in the capital. She has always been like this."
Of course, she may just dislike the prince. Feng Junqing is not stupid, and the prince's proposal of marriage between the Yang and Song ladies angered her.
Is it really the Qingluo ghost? Eunuch Wenruo was stunned. After thinking about it, he was right. Even if he believed Feng Junqing's words, the prince would not believe that the female assassin was the Qingluo ghost.
The prince saw the female assassin with his own eyes, and said that she was so stupid that she finally came to assassinate her, then turned around and started selling medicine. How is she so stupid like Cao Xiwan, the first secret agent of Jin Yiwei?
The Cao family became famous in the capital for their tracking and assassination skills and Su Daojun, known as the twin ghosts in brocade clothes and the blue shadow in green robes.
As for the female assassin last night, she was more like a top-notch expert who just came out of the mountains and didn't know the world and acted willfully.
Wen Ruo said this: "Isn't she sick? She looks a little stunned."
Although Feng Junqing was sure that she was still practicing, he hesitated at this time. She looked at it and thought she was indeed too stupid.
But she is Cao Xiwan, that's right.
"I can try to buy medicine from her."
Eunuch Wen Ruo knew that they were old acquaintances. He just didn't care if Feng Junqing was stabbed by someone. He heard that they were lovers before, so of course he could talk to her. Wen Ruo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, no matter what price she offers. I
Everyone admits it."
Feng Junqing hadn't heard that Cao Xiwan only offered three taels of silver a piece, but eunuch Wen Ruo had already decided that he would buy it even if it was three thousand taels a piece.
"The Qingluo female ghost sells medicine and practices the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld. Our family is willing to bet." Wen Ruo gratefully handed over her hand and left.
"..." Feng Junqing felt strangely that when Wen Ruo left, his steps were light and his expression was flying, as if he was in high spirits. He seemed to have rushed back to the top of the mountain from the bottom of a defeated valley in an instant, and his confidence was back.
The Qingluo female ghost sells medicine, it must be real medicine! Cultivation at the ninth level is a trivial matter, but there is still hope at the tenth level.
Eunuch Wenruo rushed back and discussed with his brother Wen Sheng to sell the jewelry and borrow another sum. If that didn't work, please ask the crown prince.
"She said three taels of silver a piece..." Vincent reminded weakly.
"How is that possible! This is because a master regards money as a floating cloud, but if you take too little and disrespect her, she will kill you with one sword."
"Brother is right."
The young Taoist priest Xiaguang stopped at the entrance to the front viewing gallery. When he saw him coming, he dared to step forward quietly and reported in a low voice: "Sir, I just went to inquire carefully. There is indeed someone in Prince Zhao's residence who is good at ecstasy, but this
The special skill is the secret skill of the eunuch in charge of Prince Zhao's palace. It is just a rumor. I have never seen anyone actually use it.
People from Prince Zhao's Mansion?
Did she study with Liu Gongfeng from Prince Zhao's Mansion? Feng Junqing remembered that when he sneaked into the palace of the Marquis, Liu Ruhai coughed outside the window of the east wing.
The sound of coughing was deafening and clearing the air in the universe, making her wake up instantly.
——This kind of heretical technique must not be spread to outsiders. Without a very close relationship, it is impossible to teach her. The person named Liu is the master and apprentice of the eunuch in charge of Prince Zhao's palace?
Feng Junqing had no expression on his face. He slowly walked out of the palace and returned to the inner hall of the palace. He stood on the corridor of the palace, looking at the snow in the sky. She and Su Jintian were not married. So she had another crush?
Cao Xiwan really likes Liu Ruhai. He has medical skills and can make elixirs. He is a money tree.
This person is still her carefully cultivated scapegoat.
Why doesn't she like it?
It would be better if this person was more stupid. If Liu Ruhai was more stupid, she would not have to waste her brains dealing with him, and her illness would of course be cured faster. Moreover, she knew in her heart that she had indeed reached the tenth level of the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld.
She is humble and low-key, and does not brag outside. She will be satisfied if she beats a few more masters and sees everyone secretly admiring her.
But she was indeed sick. She was not practicing magic skills in seclusion. Isn’t this a joke? She was a serious and honest person, and she would never lie to others about her illness. She covered her lips and coughed a few more times in front of the fire.
But it's much better than last winter.
"I still have something to discuss with Mr. Liu." She was polite and gentle.
"...You left the British female official and the fainted female official in the prince's mansion, and they were ambushed. If I want to settle a score with you now, what can I do?" He spread his hands.
She looked at it worriedly, could she be a little stupider? The scapegoat is the one who takes the blame, so it's better to be stupid.