wine hit fairy

Lu Xiaochan heard from the old beggar that the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more handsome and refined his face will be.

Listening to what Shu Wuxi said before, he has eight hundred if not one thousand, otherwise how can he not pay attention to Ling Nianwu who has a thousand and three hundred years of cultivation?

But along the way, I only heard someone praise Lu Xiaochan's beauty after being cleaned, but no one noticed Shu Wuxia, this is unreasonable!

"This..." The shopkeeper was suddenly in a dilemma. He thought about it, scratched his head, but replied to Lu Xiaochan, "I can't remember..."

"What? You can't remember? My brother is walking ahead, you go and have a look, come back and tell me!"

Lu Xiaochan gently pushed him.

The shopkeeper also found it strange that he couldn't remember the appearance of the person he had just met, so he walked up to him, pretending to ask Shu Wuxi if he could help, and then turned back to Lu Xiaochan.

"How is it? What does my brother look like?"

The shopkeeper thumped his head: "Hey! I don't remember again! I only know that your brother looks gentle, like a scholar... I can't remember what his eyes and nose are like!"

Lu Xiaochan immediately understood.

Most likely, Shu Wuxi cast some kind of spell or curse, so that those who saw him could not remember his appearance, or couldn't see his appearance clearly at all.

Lu Xiaochan was squatting on the ground with her chin propped up thinking, Shu Wuxia had already taken away hundreds of jars of wine in the cellar.

He turned around, the cuffs brushed over Lu Xiaochan's head, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, the light fragrance of the night made Lu Xiaochan close her eyes, as if intoxicated in a moonlit night.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Shu Wuxi's sleeve.

Probably because he could touch him through the quilt last night, Shu Wuxi didn't even let him touch his sleeves like before, but let him drag him.

"We can go back."

"So fast! Good! Go back!"

Lu Xiaochan stood up, grabbed the bamboo branch that Shu Wuxia handed over, and a small pot slid along the bamboo branch into Lu Xiaochan's hand.

"Eh? What is this?"

"Your medicine pot." Shu Wucha replied.

"Mine?" Lu Xiaochan held the jug with both hands, pinching it back and forth. The medicine pot was in the shape of a gourd, but not as round as a gourd. The lines were very moist, the surface was smooth, and patterns were carved on it.

Carefully stroking and identifying, Lu Xiaochan smiled: "Hey, there are crickets carved on the outside of this medicine pot! There are also birds! Hahaha, there are also turtles!"

Shu Wucha asked lightly: "Then do you like it?"

"I like it! Ah! These two crickets can move! They even fought!"

Lu Xiaochan hung the medicine pot on her waist, holding the bamboo branch in her right hand, and kept touching it with her left hand.

He decided on names for the two crickets on the pot. The one with longer legs was called General Long Legs, and the other one with bigger head was called Bandit.The long-legged general and the gangster were fighting all the way, Lu Xiaochan touched the two of them, wondering who would win in the end.

"This medicine pot is really powerful. It can hold hundreds of jars of wine! Are you really going to give this treasure to me?"

"What are hundreds of altars of wine? It can draw three thousand water sources and absorb the rivers of the six realms."

Lu Xiaochan was dumbfounded: "It's not...so...such a powerful... magic weapon...you just gave it to me?"

"Its name is not a magic weapon, but 'Tailing Zhenyuan'. This thing recognizes its owner, I didn't give it to you, but it wants to follow you."

Lu Xiaochan tilted her head.

"Tai Ling...Tai Ling...what does it have to do with the authentic Tai Ling Pavilion?"

Shu Wuxi didn't answer.

Lu Xiaochan was in a hurry, and followed the bamboo branch to grab Shu Wuxia's sleeve, probably because Shu Wuxia was distracted, Lu Xiaochan actually grabbed his sleeve!

The air froze for a moment, slow as if spinning.

Lu Xiaochan knew that she was being pulled, and Shu Wucha's whole body tensed up.

"Don't move, little cicada."

His voice seemed to be squeezed out from the crack in his heart, struggled out of his throat, there were thousands of words, but only that one "don't move".

Shu Wuxia carefully pulled his sleeve from Lu Xiaochan's fingers.

He doesn't hate himself touching him.

Even... He hoped that Lu Xiaochan would touch him, but just now Lu Xiaochan grasped too tightly, his fingers were about to touch Shu Wuxia's wrist.

"Shu Wuxia, tell me if this medicine pot came from Tailing Pavilion! Someone told me that Tailing Pavilion practices medicine, and its disciples might be able to heal my eyes!"

Shu Wuxi didn't answer for a long time, he pulled the bamboo branch and continued to walk forward, but Lu Xiaochan let go.

"If you don't tell me, I won't go with you!"

Shu Wucha turned around and looked at Lu Xiaochan for a long time.

"What if Tai Ling Pavilion can't heal your eyes?"

"How is this possible! Tai Ling Pavilion can not only heal physical ailments, but also heal heart diseases with the great mantra of medicine! It's so powerful, I just can't see it with my eyes, why can't Tai Ling Pavilion cure it?"

Lu Xiaochan has listened to the old beggar talking about Tailing Pavilion since she was a child.

Ever since he could walk, he followed the old beggar to the Temple of Yijun every day to pray to Mr. Li Che for his eyesight to recover.

It's just that day after day, year after year, he hasn't even met a single Tailing Pavilion disciple.

He once begged the old beggar to take him out of Lushu Town to find the healer in Tailing Pavilion.

But the old beggar said that as long as their grandfather and grandson leave Lushu Town, they will be eaten by the evil spirits wandering around Lushu.Lu Xiaochan was frightened by the old beggar, and had a nightmare for a month, and finally came to the conclusion: life must be far more important than eyes.

Later, when Lu Xiaochan grew up, he realized that it was better to ask for a doctor or Tai Ling Pavilion than to have a full bowl of food, so he never bowed down to Lord Li Che again.Even the Taling Pavilion, the recovery of eyesight, etc., he regarded it as a story about an old beggar coaxing a child.

But now, Shu Wucha came, bringing "Tailing Zhenyuan" with him.

"Then you promise me one more thing. If you can do it, I will take you to see Kunwu, the doctor of Tailing Pavilion."

Lu Xiaochan stood there stupidly.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Who does Shu Wucha want to take him to meet?

Kunwu, the doctor of Tailing Pavilion?

Kun Wu is Li Che's senior brother, and it is said that he has practiced medicine for more than 800 years.

"If you can see Yizong Kunwu, no matter whether he can cure your eyes or not, you have to follow me."

"what?"

with you?what do you want me for

"Even if the place I take you to doesn't have delicacies, mountains, rivers and beautiful scenery, you can't leave again."

Lu Xiaochan tilted her head: "Isn't it? You want to take me to Qingxiu?"

He doesn't want to clean up!

He just wants to eat delicious delicacies, even if he can't see him, he still listens to the flowers withering and blooming, and all things dying and flourishing, how interesting that is.

But Shu Wuxia seemed to say the same thing, if he didn't agree to him, let alone go to Tailing Pavilion, maybe Shu Wucha would turn around and leave, and he would be alone again.Then even if you can see it, you will always get tired of watching it. No one who treats himself sincerely is precious.

"Okay, I promise you!"

"Then let's go. I'll take you to Tailing Pavilion."

Lu Xiaochan's heart is like a dry flower, seeing that it will be blown away by the wind, but because of Shu Wucha's words, it's like a shower of rain, and it blooms wantonly and overwhelmingly.

They walked all the way, Lu Xiaochan sniffed, and said: "We have arrived at the Temple of Yijun! I want to go in and offer incense to Lord Li Che! Please bless you and bring me to Tailing Pavilion smoothly!"

"The Temple of the Doctor?"

"That's right! Temple of the Doctor!"

Lu Xiaochan turned and dragged Shu Wuxia to the Yijun Temple, because she was too anxious and almost kicked the temple threshold.

At this time, the Yijun Temple is not as lively as before.

It was night again, and there was almost no one in the Yijun Temple.

"Shu Wucha, you said you and I are old friends...then you know my family? Do they have money? I spent so much money here eating and drinking...will they pay you back?"

"I don't need you to pay it back."

"Then you must be very rich! Otherwise, give me some more money and let me buy three sticks of incense? I want to worship the fairy king!"

"What kind of fairy is this?"

"Li Che! Yijun Liche! Even if I don't ask him to bless me to meet Yizong Kunwu, I should thank him for allowing me to borrow his incense to eat for a few days."

Shu Wuxia stood still, as if he was looking up at the statue of the doctor.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"

"Li Che is not like this. You don't have to beg." Shu Wuxia said.

"Then... what does Li Che look like?"

"Li Che reached the state of 'into power' when he was 14 years old, so he kept his youthful appearance until he died. This fairy statue is too old."

"Oh! Probably everyone in the world thinks that since Li Che has a fairy name, he must be a fairy, mature and prudent?"

"Go to the house to uncover the tiles, go to the sea to chase the stars, walk the cat and play with the dog, how can you be so mature and prudent? You are attached to the secular world every day, where does the fairy spirit come from?"

Shu Wuxia seemed to dislike Mr. Li Che, but in the end he sighed and turned around a thousand times.

"Then I'll worship him."

"No, it's just a statue. Everyone in the world can worship him, but you don't need it."

"what?"

"Let's go."

Shu Wucha dragged Lu Xiaochan away.

Although he did not offer incense to Mr. Li Che in the end, Lu Xiaochan felt that if Shu Wuchi said no need to pray, then it should really be useless to pray.

But after returning to the inn, Lu Xiaochan didn't feel sleepy at all.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, playing with the medicine pot.

The turtle on the jug got into the stream, swam around, came to the bank, and swallowed the pair of fighting crickets in one gulp.

Lu Xiaochan was startled: "The turtle ate the cricket! What to do!"

The author has something to say: Xiaochan: Ding dong, the system distributes the magic weapon "Tai Ling Zhen Yuan"!

Shu Wucha: What are you playing again?

Xiaochan: Hee hee, you are my portable system!Look at me getting more and more immortal!

Shu Wuxia: Are you a fairy with alopecia areata?

Little Cicada: Points deducted!Bad review!You are my system, don't taunt me!