tea bell

"Is your right hand hurt?"

Xuanli heard the words, but didn't seem to care much, so he calmly dipped some ink and continued to write, and replied: "I was hurt in the past."

Qiancha was concerned: "Is the injury serious? I have never seen you hold something with your right hand."

Xuanli shook his head: "It's not heavy, it's just that it can't hold things."

Qiancha grabbed her right hand: "It's not heavy!" She poked her palm lightly: "Does it hurt?"

Xuanli shook his head: "It hurt a long time ago, but it doesn't hurt much now."

"How long has it been?" Qian Cha was startled, and asked again, "Can it be cured?"

Xuanli: "I searched for many doctors, but there is no cure."

After Xuanli finished speaking, seeing Qiancha's grievance and pitiful look on her face, she laughed, but she came to comfort her: "It's all right, I'm used to using my left hand, so it's fine."

Qiancha pursed her lips and shook her head: "We still have to find a way to cure it."

Xuanli said hello, and stopped talking to her about it, and wrote a few more lines.

After finishing the tasks in hand, she tidied up, took Qiancha and left, sat down in the courtyard, Xuan Li called Bai Jing, and asked her to bring some food.

After a while, Bai Jing brought the cakes, Qiancha saw the unspeakable joy on Bai Jing's face, and asked in confusion, "Bai Jing, why are you so happy?"

Bai Jing sat aside with a smile, put the dishes on the plate in front of Qiancha, and said cheerfully, "Xuanli made this for you with her own hands. You don't know, but Xuanli was so early in the morning... oops!"

Qiancha turned her head when she heard the words, and saw a stone flying past Bai Jing's chin, but in the blink of an eye, Bai Jing's chin turned red.

"Master Xuanli." Bai Jing felt wronged.

Qiancha took a close look at Bai Jing's chin, saw that it was just red and nothing serious, then turned her head to look at Xuanli, but saw Xuanli's face had nothing to do with her, drinking tea lightly.

Qiancha laughed, took a piece of snow-white pastry, put it on a small plate, pushed it in front of Bai Jing, and said apologetically, "Xuanli is not good."

Xuanli paused after hearing the words.

Bai Jing also had a meal: "Huh?"

Qiancha smiled. When she got into trouble in the past, when her mother helped her speak, she said this sentence.

Qiancha continued: "I'll make amends for you on her behalf. You also know that it's one thing to be nice to me when you leave her, but you don't allow others to say it, and you only love to be nice to me silently."

Bai Jing was taken aback when he heard this, and then he laughed uncontrollably.

Qiancha took a leisurely look at Xuanli, and said again: "So from now on, you can tell me about this kind of thing secretly, don't tell me in front of her."

Bai Jing smiled even more happily.

And Xuan Li beside him had an unclear expression on his face, and the roots of his ears turned red instantly.

Bai Jing laughed so hard that her hands trembled, she couldn't hold a piece of pastry, and the table was covered with powder: "In my lifetime, it's really a novelty to see Master Xuanli shy."

Spin away: "..."

Not long after, Xuanli finally spoke, she glanced at Baijing, and finally her eyes fell on the bell at Qiancha's feet.

"Your Highness Seventh, do you know that this bell of yours has the effect of washing away dirt and other functions."

Qiancha was curious while eating the pastry: "What else is it useful for?"

Xuanli cast a spell suddenly, Qiancha looked up and saw a wisp of white mist floating on Bai Jing's head, Xuanli disappeared in an instant, before Qiancha called her, she saw her fly out of the white mist again.

Bai Jing also stared blankly at Xuanli, pointing to the white mist above her head: "What is this?"

Xuanli stood in front of her: "This is your memory."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly withdrew her hands, the white mist on Bai Jing's head suddenly turned into a tiny jade bead, and because of this, Bai Jing lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Qiancha felt very surprised, she pointed to the little jade bead in Xuanli's hand, and asked, "What is this?"

Xuan Li: "The white and clean Pinxi Pearl, just now that cloud of white mist."

Qiancha was curious: "My bell is so fun, it's a pity that I don't know how to perform spells, otherwise I must learn."

Xuanli glanced at Qiancha, and suddenly said in a low voice, "You don't need to learn."

After saying that, Xuanli picked up Baijing's pinxi bead and squeezed it, the bead instantly turned into powder, and Baijing who was lying on the table woke up.

Qiancha rushed over, and she asked, "How do you feel?"

Bai Jing was in a daze for a while, looked at Qian Cha in a daze, and asked for a long time, "Who are you?"

Qiancha raised her eyebrows, stepped back, and asked Xuanli in a low voice, "How long have you had her memory?"

Spin off: "Three days."

Qiancha nodded clearly, and smiled calmly at Bai Jing: "Hi, I'm Huoshan's Seventh Highness, Youqiancha, and I'm Xuanli's friend."

Bai Jing stood up, seeing that Xuan Li behind Qian Cha showed no objection, she saluted Qian Cha politely: "Little God of Xuanpu, Bai Jing."

Qian Cha felt it was funny, and turned away from this person, not only was she duplicity, she was also stingy.

However, Bai Jing said a few jokes, but he was so stingy that he took away his memory.

Qiancha groaned again in her heart, retreated to Xuanli's side, raised her hand and shook her head a few times, and asked, "Xuanli, if in the future, I do something that makes you unhappy, you will do it the same way." My memory?"

Xuanli shook her head: "I will get your consent." She paused: "I don't do this all the time, today is the first time I perform this technique in Kunlun Mountains."

Qiancha laughed: "Because of me, I know."

Spin away: "..."

Qiancha stayed in Kunlun for a few days, and became much closer to Bai Jing and He Yao. She would often bring Huo Shan's gadgets to play with everyone.

On this day, Qiancha was lying on a large stone, playing marbles with Baijing, Xuanli and Heyao were sitting in the yard, they were eating melons and leaning on each other leisurely.

Qiancha raised her eyes to stare at Bai Jing's bead that popped out a moment ago, and pursed her lips for a while. If she could knock Bai Jing's bead to the ground with the bead in her hand, she would win.

She glanced left and right, and suddenly stood up.

"Do you want to bet?" Qiancha yelled towards Xuanli.

Xuan Li heard the words, put down the teacup in his hand, and asked, "What are you betting on?"

Qiancha tossed the beads upwards, and took them with her hands again: "Bet whether I can knock the white beads off the table."

He Yao became interested and put down the melon in his hand: "Where's the bet?"

Qiancha raised her head and thought about it, but before she could make up her mind, she heard Xuan Li said: "I bet His Highness Seventh loses."

Qiancha was startled, frowned and looked at Xuanli: "Why!"

Xuanli smiled, turned his head to look at Qiancha: "If you win, I will give you something."

Qiancha snorted, and before He Yao could make a bet, she grabbed the bead in her hand, pointed it at Bai Jing's bead, flicked it, and the jade-white bead rolled several times quickly on the uneven boulder, flying in all directions. Under the gaze of the people, with a bang, it hit the white and dark green bead heavily, and the dark green bead rolled and fell off the table.

Qiancha was overjoyed: "Xuanli, I won."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran up to Xuan Li and spread her hands: "Give it to me."

Xuan Li smiled lowly, not surprised at all, as if he was ready, he got up and went to the back room.Not long after, he came out again, holding a three-foot-long box in his hand.

Qiancha shook her head, and subconsciously teased: "It was taken out so quickly, you must have been ready to give it to me."

He Yao on the side let out a usual laugh.

Xuan Li lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. Before Qiancha took it, he shrank his hands back. Seeing this, Qiancha immediately hugged the box over: "Thank you."

She excitedly put the box on the table and opened it, Bai Jinghe Yao also came over when she saw this.

"Knife."

Qiancha turned to look at Xuanli, saw Xuanli nod to her, and then turned around and took out the knife.

They were two knives, very clean and simple, with no engraving or lines, and good quality. Qiancha took out the knives from the box one by one.

After Qiancha and Xuanli looked at each other again, they waved the knife in the air a few times, as if they had found the feeling, she jumped up, jumped from one end of the table to the other, and stood on tiptoe, holding the knife steady. Steadily chop off two leaves.

Qiancha: "I use this knife very easily." She said, holding the knife and approaching Xuanli: "But it's really inconvenient to carry the knife so blatantly."

Qiancha teased, turned to look at Xuanli and said, "Since it was sent by Xuanli, then I will confess her."

Spin away: "..."

He Yao burst into a smile: "It's on the bedside, and I can still hug it every day."

Spin away: "..."

Bai Jing added: "See things and think about people."

Spin away: "..."

Xuanli skipped the jokes of the three of them, walked up to Qiancha, and said to Qiancha: "This knife is a spiritual thing. If you think about it, she will discover it. If you want to hide it, it can also disappear." .”

Qiancha nodded, and thought a few words in his mind, and sure enough, he hid the knife.

Xuanli said again: "You can't perform spells now, but when you can perform spells, this saber will be even more powerful."

Qiancha followed Xuanli's words and asked, "When can I perform spells?"

Xuanli rarely answered seriously: "There will be a way."

Time flies by, Qiancha counts, this day has passed, and it has been two months since I came to Kunlun. I have been here for so long, and Kunlun is so big, except that I met a few little gods in Xuanpu on the first day , and then there were only Bai Jing and He Yao.

She was playing with the gadget in her hand, eating something in her mouth, with some doubts in her heart.

Xuanli has some important business, so only He Yao is with her at the moment, Qiancha thought about it, and asked He Yao next to her: "Why have I known a few of you since I have been in Kunlun for so long? Aren't there many Gods in Kunlun Mountain?"

He Yao explained: "After all, you are not from Kunlun Mountains. Xuanli didn't let those people get close to you, so he sent them away."

Qian Cha thought about it: "I also asked Xuan Li, and she said that the little gods have important positions, so naturally they don't show up often."

He Yao nodded: "There is also this reason, and there is..."

Qiancha wondered: "What is it?"

He Yao smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's nothing, Your Highness just needs to remember that Xuanli treats you always special."

As if in response to the sentence that each has an important position, He Yao said that he had something to do and left. Suddenly, there was only Qiancha left in Xuanpu.

There was no one to accompany her, and she was much bored thinking about it, so she got up and wandered around, thinking that this is the place where Xuanli is, so she was more bold and casual.

There was a bamboo grove next to the house, Qiancha walked a few steps into the bamboo grove, and saw a small room standing in the depths, she went there out of curiosity, first walked around outside, saw that the room was unlocked, and stepped in.

It was originally a library.

Qiancha scanned around, the room is not big, but there are dozens of shelves, all of which are full of books.

Walking by row by row, she looked at the books above row by row, and finally stopped in front of a bookshelf.

She looked up at the words marked on it, and was immediately interested. She blinked and read out the first two words.

"Demon bone."

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