Chuzheng didn't say to take Mingxian to find the antidote, but only said to take him out to relax. In order to take care of Mingxian's messy problems, the whole team was extraordinarily luxurious.
Ming Xian lifted the curtain of the car to take a look outside, the green mountains and flowing water, the idle clouds and wild cranes made people feel relaxed and happy, and the mood improved a lot.
Chuzheng leaned against the wall of the car to read a book, while the incense of tranquility was burning beside it.
Such a day, Mingxian never dared to think about it before.
Mingxian lowered the curtain of the car and moved to Chuzheng's side. Chuzheng glanced at him, and the latter fell directly on her lap: "Where are we going?"
"Just turn around." Chuzheng moved the book away to make his pillow more comfortable: "You don't like being outside?"
"No." Mingxian picked up a strand of hair and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff: "It's good to be with you anywhere... It's just that sometimes it feels like a dream. I'm afraid that when I wake up from the dream, you won't be here."
"his..."
Mingxian took a breath.
"What are you pinching me for?"
Chuzheng let go of the hand next to him and said confidently, "Let you know that you are not dreaming."
Mingxian: "…"
Chuzheng and Mingxian's eyes met, the air was inexplicably quiet, and the sounds outside seemed to disappear.
She slowly lowered her head, held Mingxian's lips, and tossed and turned to kiss him.
Snapped-
The mask fell, turned in a circle, and fell to the ground on its back.
Chuzheng's fingertips stroked Mingxian's forehead, and his fingertips slowly brushed over the scar.
"How did you get this injury?"
Mingxian raised his hand to cover Chuzheng's hand with a dazed expression: "When I left Kongming Valley, I accidentally fell off a cliff."
At that time, he was frightened and stumbled out of Kongminggu.
On a snowy day, he was not very old, his family died tragically, and various factors intertwined, causing him to fall accidentally.
When he woke up, he was rescued, and the wound on his forehead was also there.
Mingxian didn't want Chu Zheng to see it, so he buried his face in her arms: "Don't look at it, it doesn't look good."
"I do not mind."
"I mind." Mingxian's voice was a little dull: "Will you think I'm ugly in the future?"
Maybe one day, she will finally get tired of him looking like this.
But on second thought, he didn't have much time.
Chuzheng touched his head, and gently stroked the hair that was not soft: "No." You are a good person, how dare you despise you.
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The customs and customs outside the territory are different, and the clothes are very different. The villain A and B don't know where to get two sets of clothes, as if they are going to perform acrobatics immediately.
Chuzheng looked at them like two turkeys.
The two turkeys didn't realize it yet, relying on the pocket money given by Chuzheng, they changed sets every day.
Outside the realm, Mingxian's food becomes a problem.
The cooks that Chuzheng brought together whispered together every day, and every time it was meal time, these cooks could not wait to disappear immediately.
If Chuzheng didn't give a lot of money, they would never be here!
Mingxian doesn't eat, Chuzheng sometimes coaxes patiently, but if he doesn't have the patience, he force-feeds directly.
Mingxian was so devastated that he tried his best to eat by himself every time without letting Chuzheng do it.
Chuzheng lifted the curtain and let Mingxian get out of the car.
This is a city with a strange architectural style, most of which are in the shape of a fortress, but they are all beautifully built.
Chuzheng led him into the side, and the followers of the Brahma Sect had already taken care of it inside, laying carpets, and moving things.
There are also some locals, standing cautiously aside.
Mingxian stepped on the carpet and walked inside, coughing in a low voice: "We want to live here?"
"Don't stop."
The languages outside the region are different. They hired a translator who can speak the two languages. Now the local is communicating with the people here.
Mingxian and Chuzheng were brought inside, Mingxian didn't know what Chuzheng wanted to do, but he believed in Chuzheng, so he was not prepared.
Until he felt a little sleepy: "I..."
Before he finished speaking, Mingxian fell down.
Before fainting, I heard Chu Zheng's voice, which was a little vague and I couldn't hear it clearly.
Chuzheng put him next to him and asked the person standing next to him, "Are you okay?"
The local replied: "Don't worry, this is the best teacher here, and there will be no problem."
Chuzheng took off Mingxian's mask, brushed his fingertips against the wound on his forehead, and there was a faint light in his eyes, before he moved away after a while: "Let's start."
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Mingxian felt that he had slept for a long time, and the swaying sound of the carriage gradually entered his ears.
He sat up with his forehead covered, and before he could sit still, someone hugged him from behind: "Wake up."
"I... why did I fall asleep?" Ming Xian's voice was slightly hoarse.
The man behind kissed him on the neck, took something next to him, and handed it to him.
It is a bronze mirror.
His familiar face was reflected in the bronze mirror, the only difference was that the scar on the forehead disappeared, and it turned into a lifelike... flower
Chuzheng rested his chin on his shoulder and brushed his hair away with his fingertips, revealing his forehead completely.
It was a blooming lotus, and the lotus petals completely covered the wound and bloomed on his forehead.
The cold face of the man in the bronze mirror added a bit of flirtatiousness for no reason.
Mingxian raised his hand and touched it, it hurt a little, Chuzheng pulled his hand down: "Don't touch it, it will be fine in a few days."
"Does it look good?"
"Okay, good-looking." Mingxian was still in a trance. He looked at the person in the bronze mirror, as if he was looking at a stranger.
Chuzheng hugged him quietly and looked at him in the bronze mirror.
Ming Xian realized later, and found that the person in the bronze mirror also had a shrunken lotus flower between his eyebrows.
Mingxian turned her head back, her eyes touched the lotus flower between her eyebrows, and a burst of warmth surged in her heart.
"Are you hungry?" Chu Zheng said, "I'll ask someone to give it to you... Mingxian?"
The bronze mirror fell, making a loud noise, and someone outside asked.
"It's okay." Chuzheng took the time to respond, pushed Mingxian hurriedly, and lowered his voice to warn: "Don't make trouble..."
Chuzheng reminded him: "It's not resolved that your body will not return, don't make a fool of yourself."
Mingxian looked at her and said nothing.
"Mingxian, I'm not joking with you!" Chuzheng said in a serious tone, "You can't toss your body like this."
Chuzheng patted his back to appease him.
Mingxian moved away silently and sat next to him, his figure reflected in the bronze mirror on the ground.
Chuzheng sighed.
When will the antidote be found? !
They have been outside the territory for a while, but they have inquired along the way, and no one has heard of Jun Bugui.
Junbugui is the name given by the martial arts people. Chuzheng asked people to directly repeat the symptoms without asking about the name Junbugui.
This time, I quickly heard some news.
There is indeed an antidote for you not to return...
However, the antidote for Jun Fugui is only available to Wu Zhu from their leader.
Wu Zhu only listens to the leader, and the leader is very difficult to deal with.
I don't love beauty, I don't love money, my only hobby is fighting.