The lord can't get along with this butterfly

Recently, Huajuan decided to practice hard. Every day, she would go out alone with ancient books, and sometimes she would not come back until dark.But Ji Xiao seems to be busier than him these few days, he still leaves early and returns late every day, but rarely appears in the village.

The temperature in autumn is a bit chilly, so cold that the yellow leaves on the branches become more and more sparse. The cold wind blows a few fallen leaves and falls down gently. Occasionally, a few withered yellows will fall outside the courtyard wall, lying scattered on the ground. in the weeds.

Ji Xiao stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a long sword in his hand, his brows were stern, and the hem of his black clothes fluttered in the wind with his speed, the sword was sharp and decisive, as fast as the wind, without any hesitation, Straight to the opposite.

The two men who were facing swords against him did not show any weakness, and the two sides confronted each other with all their strength.The two of them had been in a stalemate with Ji Xiao for a long time, and at first they were able to confront him, but after a long time, they were still weak and lost the battle.

Ji Xiao calmly withdrew his sword momentum, his expression didn't change much.

The two men wiped off their sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, and respectfully knelt down to salute, "Thank you, Young Master, for your enlightenment!"

Ji Xiao nodded, expressionless, "You're good at it, let's go back to the team."

The two men got up and returned to the queue.

This courtyard was built on the land ten miles away from Qiujiang City, and it was Ji Xiao's private property.There are sixteen knights living in the courtyard. It took him three years to form an elite team. Although they are not as close as the shadow guards who have followed him for many years, they can definitely be with him through life and death.

Among these 16 people, some have received Ji Xiao's favor, and some have voluntarily followed him. Apart from martial arts, they also have their own strengths. What's more, they don't have a high reputation in the world, so they are very suitable for working in secret .

The previously scheduled January date is today.

Today is the birthday of the Patriarch of the Song family, at noon the Song family will invite friends from the world to visit their home, and at night they will hold a family banquet in the hall, and no outsiders will be entertained.

The sword that Ji Xiao had asked people to strike at the iron shop earlier was also prepared for today.These knights originally had their own weapons, but the most taboo of assassination is to use distinctive weapons, and the blade marks left by them will be seen through by those who are interested.Ji Xiao didn't want to cause trouble, so he asked them to replace the most common swords in the iron shop. After all, they used their martial arts to deal with the Song family. There was no need for expensive weapons, as long as they were sharp.

Ji Xiao put away the sword, went to the tree and untied the horse's reins, and got on the horse.

Seeing that he was about to leave after having tried martial arts, one of the 16 people hurriedly asked, "Young master is not staying?"

Ji Xiao rode on the horse, and gave a faint "hmm".

"It's already noon, young master, why don't you go after a meal, my cooking skills are not bad, everyone agrees after eating!" The speaker was a dark and strong man with a beard, and he smiled very honestly.

Ji Xiao paused, and said: "No need, I still have something to do, I have to go back and come back later. Prepare well, tonight is your first mission, don't let me down."

Everyone responded one after another, and Ji Xiao grabbed the reins and beat the horse away.

There are mostly willow trees on both sides of the ancient road, but now it is cold and cold, only the long dead branches are left, shaking in the air.The horses were not walking fast, passing by a certain scenery, when Ji Xiao Yuguang glanced at a certain place, his expression suddenly paused.

It was a gazebo in the distance, built on the lake. In the center of the pavilion, a man was sitting there resting his feet. Judging from his clothes and figure, he was somewhat similar to Lin Qiu, but if he looked closely at his face, he would It turned out that it wasn't Lin Qiu at all.

Compared with Lin Qiu, this person's appearance is much more delicate, with pink and jade carvings, red lips and white teeth, a pair of peach blossom eyes, gorgeous clothes but not against the harmony, he is the type that is unforgettable at first glance.

Ji Xiao stared at the man's figure in a daze, then sneered, withdrew his gaze and walked away.

I really didn't expect... there are people with the same aesthetics as my wife in the world, it's really rare.

Hua Zhuo opened her eyes, suppressed the immortal energy around her, and sighed.He hadn't studied the fairy art well for many years, and he felt physically and mentally exhausted after trying so hard occasionally.

Looking at the ancient books on the ground, Hua Zhuo sniffed sullenly, stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, picked up the ancient books and put them in his arms, and walked slowly towards Jiangxuelou.

There is a restriction in front of the gate of Jiang Xuelou, which was specially set up by the national teacher for the butterfly fairy Hua Zhuo.

Standing in front of the restriction, Hua Zhuo politely knocked on the door three times.After a long time, the gate of Jiang Xuelou opened slowly, and a peaceful aura escaped from it, which made Hua Zhuo feel much better.

The national teacher walked down the stairs slowly, yawned with his slender jade hands in front of his lips, his posture was slack, as if he had just woken up, he leaned on the soft bed slowly, and looked up at Huazhu in a daze After a moment, he clicked twice, nodded and commented: "It looks good."

Hua Zhuo touched her nose, but didn't answer.

"It seems that you have made a lot of progress. It is not stupid to be able to cultivate to maintain the physical form in a short period of time." The national teacher raised his hand and heated a cup of tea with magic power, without any sincerity in his praise.

"It's still thanks to the adults who taught me well." Hua Zhuo complimented in place.

The national teacher snorted and glanced at him lazily, "Tell me, what else do you want to ask?"

Hua Zhuo blinked, took out the ancient books in his arms, pointed out some difficult points, and asked him for advice.

The national teacher gave him a few words of guidance in a decent manner. At first, the points were barely reasonable, but at the end, he threw the ancient book directly, very irritable.

"I don't even understand this? Do you have a brain?" The national teacher looked at him angrily.

Hua Zhuo looked innocent, "I really don't understand..."

"Don't pretend." The national teacher waved his hands impatiently, not wanting to listen to his nonsense, "Are you okay? Go out if you have nothing to do, don't disturb my Qingmeng here."

Hua Zhuo coughed lightly, found a seat and sat down by herself, her buttocks sat firmly, and said indifferently: "Actually, there is nothing wrong, I just want to talk to adults."

The national teacher looked at him coldly, raised his hand, and planned to throw him out.

"Wait!" Hua Zhuo hurriedly shouted, pursed her lips in embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and said bitterly, "Actually... there is something wrong."

The national teacher glanced at him.

"Aren't I thin-skinned, sorry to ask..." Hua Zhuo sighed, feeling quite self-pitying.

"Are you asking or not!" the national teacher said angrily.

Hua Zhuo was stunned by his aura, quickly suppressed his expression, took a breath, sat upright, and talked about the business, "Have you heard of Shengbao, the national teacher?"

The national teacher paused, raised his eyebrows and said, "Holy Treasure?"

"Are you referring to the five holy treasures rumored in the human world?" the national teacher asked coldly.

"Exactly." Hua Zhuo said.

The national teacher snorted lightly and said, "What? Are you interested in this?"

Hua Zhuo hesitated for a moment, thought for a while and felt that there was no need to hide it, and explained: "No, a friend of mine is looking for an enemy and needs to know the whereabouts of Qingzhuoyu... I just asked him along the way."

The national teacher paused the hand playing with the teacup, and turned to look at him leisurely, "Friend?"

Hua Zhuo was stunned for a moment, seeing the teasing look on the national teacher's face, nodding and shaking his head, he froze for a long time before opening his mouth, "You...know?"

The national teacher thought it was funny, and took it for granted: "Your words are spread all over the street, can I not know?"

The dignified descendant of the white tiger, who is the national teacher of the dynasty, still ignores the scriptures of moral integrity? !

I am doomed to die...

The face of the flowers is as dead ashes.

The national teacher looked at his dejected expression, raised his eyebrows, seemed to be in a better mood, changed his posture and continued to lean on the soft bed, and said: "I don't know the whereabouts of the holy treasure, but I have a picture book here , take it and see for yourself.”

After all, the national teacher conjured a picture book from the void and threw it to Huazhuo.

Hua Ju received it in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and immediately took a breath, a little shocked, "This..."

The national teacher glanced at him coldly, "What?"

Hua Zhuo stared at the illustrated book with complicated emotions.On the snow-white drawing paper, five irregular circles were drawn crookedly. Each circle was filled with five different colored inks, and the names of each holy treasure were marked next to it, very similar to a three-year-old. Children's paintings...

The national teacher observed his expression with displeasure, "Why are you dissatisfied?"

Hua Zhuo raised his eyes and peeked at Xia Guoshi's face, then calmed down with difficulty, and praised against his will: "So that's how it is, it's a good painting, and it's clear at a glance!"

The national teacher snorted coldly.

Hua Zhuo silently put the illustrated book on the coffee table, feeling melancholy.

When I got back to Wanqing Mountain Villa, it was already dark, and Hua Zhuo had already changed back to the appearance of a mortal, walking back in a leisurely manner.Outside the courtyard, a shadow guard stood there, as if waiting for him.

Hua Zhuo was stunned, and stopped in front of the shadow guard, "Is there something wrong?"

The shadow guard nodded, and replied: "Master Shao asked his subordinates to tell you that he has something to do tonight and won't be coming back."

"Not coming back?" Hua Jue was a little surprised.

"Yes." The shadow guard replied, fearing that something might be wrong, he added, "The Young Master wanted to tell you personally, but he left after waiting for a long time and didn't see you coming back."

"Oh..." Hua Zhuo thought for a while, but didn't pay much attention, "It's not a big deal, what is he waiting for me to do."

The shadow guard looked strange and opened his mouth.

"Could it be that you have an affair, guilty conscience?" Hua Jue guessed cautiously.

The shadow guard closed his mouth and remained silent.

Hua Zhuo thought it was unbelievable, but didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and left.

The next morning, Hua Zhuo received a reply letter from Lin Chengtian. The meaning of the letter was very simple, asking him to go back when he had time.

Seeing the contents of the letter, Hua Jue knew that his father was going to meet him to discuss Tian Yijian in detail, so she couldn't help feeling a little more confident in her heart, and planned to talk to Ji Xiao when she had time.

Hua Zhuo propped his head, only then did he remember that Ji Xiao hadn't returned all night outside yesterday, so he casually asked Er Fu, "Is Ji Xiao back now?"

Erfu replied: "Young Village Master came back at dawn and is now in the study."

Hua Zhuo said "Oh", and heard that he was not practicing, so he was considering whether to go there.

Seeing his hesitation, Er Fu said in a low voice full of hints: "My lord, I heard that when the Young Master came back, he seemed to smell of alcohol..."

"Alcohol smell?" Hua Zhuo was taken aback.

Not coming home at night, reeking of alcohol, not daring to go back to the room...

Hua Zhuo was a little dazed... What's going on?

After thinking for a while, Hua Jue was a little worried, "How about I go and have a look?"

Erfu looked at him without making a sound, but his small eyes were very sure.

Hua Zhuo sighed, got up and went to the study.

Walking outside the study room, there was no one guarding the door, presumably it was Ji Xiao who pushed back all the servants.Hua Zhuo walked over and knocked on the door, but he didn't wait for a response from the people in the room, so he called again tentatively, "Ji Xiao, are you inside?"

After shouting several times in a row, but no one answered in the room, Hua Jue suspected that he was asleep, and was about to turn around to leave, when finally a low and tired voice came from inside.

"Come in."

If you want to know what the illustrated book looks like, you can refer to the traffic lights on the street and try to draw it.

Today there is the sound of an electric drill next door, so noisy Orz...