Quick Transmigration: The Blackened Villain Is Too Sick

Chapter 153
Forget it, since you don't know anything about this person, why not decipher the secret technique of this bamboo slip first, won't the life of Yan Libai come out naturally?
Mu Qinghan put the bamboo slips on her body, and then went to the Dian Zang Zhai to find out if there was a way to break this secret technique.

But since this is an important file, it is natural to get the consent of Goddess Jiaohan to take it out.

Once it is recorded by Goddess Jiaohan, if it is discovered by the enemy, it will immediately cover up or even obliterate all evidence against him.

But what Mu Qinghan wanted to investigate was too obscure, and he didn't know how many people were involved in it.So he didn't let Goddess Jiaohan record this bamboo slip, so he cast a spell to easily take the bamboo slip out of Tianji Pavilion.

Naturally, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, and he will just return the bamboo slips when the time comes.

Yu Yuan was suffering from a headache from reciting these poems at the moment, and after yawning a few times, she couldn't help but lay down on the table in a daze.

This is what Mu Qinghan saw when she returned to Qingxu Palace. Yu Yuan was lying on the table, with a half-open book in front of her, and two books piled up beside her elbows.

I don't know what delicious food the little fairy in front of me thought of, her lips as red as rose petals moved slightly.

Seeing that Yuyuan was also tired, Mu Qinghan didn't wake her up again, but hugged her up.

The girl's body exudes a faint scent of flowers, not strong, but faintly visible, sometimes disappearing, like the ethereal and leisurely sound of a piano in a pavilion.

After placing Yuyuan on the bed, Mu Qinghan did not leave in a hurry, but took a closer look at Yuyuan's face.

A small face the size of a palm, a moist mouth, and eyelashes that fluttered like a crow's feathers.

Seeing Yu Yuan's peaceful sleeping face, Mu Qinghan also felt that her heart was extremely peaceful at the moment, like a piece of tranquility stolen in the midst of war and chaos.

There was a gentle smile on Mu Qinghan's face, and those shining eyes seemed to make you drown in them.

After Yuyuan was settled, Mu Qinghan didn't stay here too much, but went back to his bedroom to rest.

Yes, Yuyuan lives in the side hall of Qingxu Palace, while Mu Qinghan lives in the main hall.

After one night, the Golden Crow rose eastward (Note: The Golden Crow refers to the sun.), and a ray of warm morning light fell on a corner of Qingxu Palace.

I saw Mu Qinghan wearing a moon-white robe, and took the cloth for making crimson gauze clothes given to him by the Emperor of Heaven to the garment workshop where Zhinu was.

The clothing factory is in charge of the fairy world clothing, although the power is not very big, but no one dares to mess with them.

Naturally, the weaving girls also have time to rest, and it is already morning, so naturally they have started their day's work.

I saw the little fairy servants from various shrines coming to the garment workshop to make clothes with their own gods or the cloth of the fairy kings.

Mu Qinghan always likes to do things by herself and she likes to be clean, so there is no little fairy in Qingxu Palace.

When the little fairy servants saw Mu Qinghan, they all saluted him: "Shenjun Qingyu."

Mu Qinghan nodded slightly, and then walked into the garment workshop.

I have to admit that Mu Qinghan, the most beautiful man in the heavens, is not in vain, as long as he stands there, many eyes will be cast on him.

The fairy in charge of the garment workshop is Hongxue, and the weaving girls call her Aunt Hong.

Seeing that it was Mu Qinghan, Immortal Hongxue immediately sent someone to prepare the tea and bring it up.

"Shenjun Qingyu came to Xiaoxian to make what kind of clothes?"

Mu Qinghan directly took out several portraits of the deceased original owner, that is, Divine Lord Chunxi.

Hongxue was also stunned for a moment by the beauty in the portrait, and then realized that it was the person Mu Qinghan loved: Yuyuan.

Although Hongxue was a little surprised why Mu Qinghan let her be the clothes of the god Junxi, but as a fairy, she was not qualified to intervene in the affairs of the god.

Therefore, he personally took the fabrics for the crimson gauze clothes, said a few polite words, and watched Mu Qinghan leave the garment workshop.

And here, Chang Ruoxi also happened to come to the garment spinning and retrieving workshop. As soon as he walked to the door of the garment workshop, he saw Mu Qinghan.

"Shenjun Qingyu." Chang Ruoxi called out in a joyful voice.

Mu Qinghan turned sideways, and saw Chang Ruoxi who often talked to him.

"What is the matter for Fairy Luoyue to find me?" Mu Qinghan's face was still indifferent, and there was not even a trace of emotion in his voice, as if he was talking to some puppet.

Chang Ruoxi smiled shyly and said, "I'm just curious why the Qingyu God Lord came to make clothes today?"

For a moment, Mu Qinghan didn't know whether to say that this fairy was stupid, or that she couldn't speak?
In fact, Chang Ruoxi regretted that she spoke too quickly and asked such a stupid question.

Mu Qinghan didn't dare to say: "I don't think there is any need to tell others about what this god is doing, right?"

Chang Ruoxi grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, and said after a long time: "Shenjun Qingyu, Xiao, Xiaoxian doesn't mean that." Then she saw a small catalpa (note: catalpa qiu read the first sound) Musuo appeared in her hand. Made of decorative boxes.

"This is the aromatherapy made by Xiaoxian himself, and I still accept it with a smile from the god." Chang Ruoxi handed the decorative box to Mu Qinghan with some embarrassment.

"Sorry, I don't like to use aromatherapy." Although Mu Qinghan hated aromatherapy, he was not qualified to vent his anger on Chang Ruoxi.After all, she didn't know that she didn't like to believe it, not to mention she just had good intentions.

After Chang Ruoxi heard this, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she could only smile wryly and say, "Xiaoxian offended."

After Mu Qinghan finished listening, he added another sentence: "I hope that Luoyuexian will not have to give gifts to the gods like this in the future. The gods don't like to take things that have no merit."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qinghan disappeared before Chang Ruoxi's eyes.

No matter how stupid Chang Ruoxi was, she could tell that Mu Qinghan had rejected her in this blatant rejection, and it was the most straightforward of all euphemisms.

Chang Ruoxi sighed, and went straight to the garment workshop.

But as soon as he walked into the garment workshop, he heard a few weaving girls discussing Mu Qinghan's use of crimson gauze clothes to make clothes for the god Chunxi.

Chang Ruoxi, the god of Chunxi, naturally knew it, but he was his former rival in love.However, is there any connection between Mu Qinghan's visit to this garment workshop and the Lord Chunxi?

Chang Ruoxi heard the general idea, and then he also knew that Mu Qinghan was holding the portrait of the god Chunxi to let Zhinu make clothes.

What did Mu Qinghan do with the portrait of the dead God Chunxi to make clothes?

As soon as Mu Qinghan returned to Qingxu Palace, he saw Yuyuan lying on the carved jade guard pole feeding the carp below.

The warm and soft sunlight fell on her body, making her whole body warm.

Mu Qinghan walked over, then sat on the stone bench, and said softly: "The poems I asked you to recite yesterday, how are you doing today?"

Yuyuan turned sideways, obviously a little confused.

After she regained her composure, she concentrated on watching the egret flying by in the distance and started reciting poems: "Guanguan Jujiu, in the river continent. Slim..."

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, not reciting a poem, but as if she was singing a beautiful and ancient ballad, which caused ripples in Mu Qinghan's heart...

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It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that Yu Yuan finished reciting the first book.

Mu Qinghan couldn't help sighing: "Your memory is so good, if you practice harder, you must be a talented woman."

Yuyuan smiled, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and she said with a smile: "The god is over the top, Xiaoxian just has a better memory."

Mu Qinghan put down the teacup in his hand, and then said: "I may be a little busy these days, don't leave this Qingxu Palace, if there is something important..." Mu Qinghan took out a diamond-shaped mirror and placed it on the Yu Yuan's hand, and then said: "This object is called Tongyi Mirror, you can call my name lightly, and I will know."

Yuyuan took the instrument with a smile, and said, "Thank you, God, Xiaoxian understands."

As soon as Mu Qinghan finished giving her orders, she headed towards Dianzangzhai.

All kinds of anecdotes and secret arts, as well as books on astronomy and geography are recorded in Diancangzhai.And there are new books added every year, which is a living "study".

After Mu Qinghan came to Diancangzhai, he began to look for a way to decipher the secret technique on the bamboo slips.

However, among those secret techniques, there is no detailed record of how to break the secret technique of the blue-light bamboo slips. Those records are all about solving the simplest bamboo slip secret techniques.

As for the bamboo slip cryptography glowing with blue light, the only record given is encrypted, and there is no detailed information on the rest.After all, this is the art of deciphering important files.

Of course, Mu Qinghan did not give up, on the contrary he was very patient.He began to look for books on the art of deciphering, and related cracking.

After all, cracking secret techniques are all interlinked, and there is always a way to crack them.

Of course, he also thought about asking the God of the Galaxy for help, but after all, the old man was cultivating, so it was inconvenient to disturb him, and it was not a time of necessity, so Mu Qinghan stayed in this study for a long time.

Right at this moment...

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