At the same time, a brand new task popped up under Xiao Lanle's avatar frame.
[Host, your strategy route for the rescue of the Immortal Alliance Leader has been updated according to your route selection. There is a long way to go. To cultivate high-quality leaders, start with the head!]
[Target person rescue mission: assist #Xiao Lanle# to become the head of Penglai Xianmen, explore the truth of the year (20% progress) has been unlocked!]
Lin Qianshuang stared dumbfounded at the unlocking that appeared at the same time on the favorability interface that appeared out of thin air.
This is the first time that two missions are unlocked at the same time.
Mu Weiyin sat on a high place, her little face chubby and her lips pursed, as if she was dissatisfied with Lin Qianshuang's daze and hesitation.
Lin Qianshuang sensed Mu Weiyin's unhappiness, and she quickly put away the note in her hand, moved towards Mu Weiyin in a respectful tone, lowered her head and said respectfully, "City Lord, since I have taken over this list, I will definitely do my best. Do your best to complete the task."
Mu Weiyin's attitude slowed down, and the little short hand turned the ring on the thumb, and glanced at a maid in Tianshu Palace, the maid hurriedly took the prepared pills and presented them to Lin Qianshuang in front of.
Mu Weiyin's chubby face showed an old and kind smile, "Jieyu, the city lord does not question your loyalty, but this is the rule of Tianshu City, the condensation pill is not a poison, just a worm, to prevent you from Disclosure of secrets."
Lin Qianshuang picked up and swallowed the pill presented by the maid without hesitation. Now that she has decided to gain Mu Weiyin's trust, too much hesitation will make her suspicious.
It's just that she doesn't understand, "Lin Qianshuang" is just a cannon fodder for passers-by in Penglai Xianmen, how can it become a thorn in the eyes of Tianshu City Lord.
Lin Qianshuang thought to herself, she simply pushed aside and looked at Mu Weiyin puzzledly, and asked, "City Lord, I still don't understand a little bit. I have never heard of the cultivator of the Lin family on the list. I heard that he should be a little-known person, how can he be qualified to be placed with the head of Penglai and the head of the Chen family? Are you mistaken?"
"The Destiny Ritual has never been miscalculated. This three-character cultivator surnamed Lin is the catastrophe of the city master's cultivation path. It's just that this person is very cunning. The city master has placed many people, but she has escaped. If you are lurking in the Penglai Immortal Sect, don't worry about getting rid of her first, just befriend this person, after all, she is a descendant of the Lin family, so it is useful to keep her."
Mu Weiyin spoke slowly behind the curtain, stretched out a short round hand and threw a wooden sign made of bamboo and threw it at Lin Qianshuang's feet, saying, "You hold this jade bamboo, you can move Yixiang. The masters in the building, if you still need manpower, just ask your deputy landlord to come and see me."
City Lord, superstition kills people! The little girl is really innocent, it's too late to help you, how could she harm you.
Deep in her heart, Lin Qianshuang knelt down and swayed in the wind and rain. She had already moved Mu Weiyin's small body to the front, and pulled the other party's small round face that was half-smiling into various strange shapes.
She growled inwardly.
She looks so cute, why is she so restless!
This little loli asked her to do things for her, and at the same time sent someone to kill her secretly, and she had to sing a white face and a red face, who could stand it.
In reality, Lin Qianshuang held the bamboo card in his hand, and said respectfully to Mu Weiyin, "I understand, thank you for your trust in the city lord."
Mu Weiyin was sitting on the seat of the city lord, looking at Lin Qianshuang's submissive appearance, she was a little disappointed. She was still thinking about what kind of splendid and outstanding character this famous master Jieyu was in the comprehension world. She also wanted to recruit friends. , but the people in front of him are ordinary from beginning to end, admiring vanity, and looking a little dumb.
She was very bored in her heart, and had no idea of talking to him anymore, her eyes signaled a maid to take the two away.
The servant girl who stood in the office immediately understood, carrying a palace lantern, walked to Lin Qianshuang, and said:
"Master, the maid is ordered by the city master to take you away."
Lin Qianshuang rubbed her kneeling aching legs, lifted Xiao Lanle, who was in a coma by the side, from the ground, smiled at the maid, and said, "Then there is this girl."
Seeing Lin Qianshuang's smile, the maid hurriedly lowered her head and led the way forward with the palace lantern.
Mu Weiyin looked at everything in the bottom of his eyes, and when he saw the shy face of the maid, he couldn't help muttering, superficial.
Back at Penglai Immortal Gate, Lin Qianshuang walked into Xiaoyao Cave Mansion, closed the door, and followed the method of interpreting dreams taught by Mu Weiyin, turning it into a piano sound, and sneaking into Xiao Lanle's sea of consciousness with magical energy.
It didn't take long for Xiao Lanle to wake up faintly. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, walking off the bed and putting on her shoes.
"Senior Sister Lin, have we returned from Tianshu City?"
Lin Qianshuang stopped playing the qin, put the Han Chan qin in the storage jade slip, and said, "Well, Junior Sister Xiao, after you fell into a coma in the Library Pavilion, I will take you according to Uncle Tianshu's method. I went to Tianshu City, I have a solution to your inner demon."
The raindrops fell on the begonia flowers placed by the window, and the green leafy branches were still exposed to the tender buds mixed with the blown petals, leaving a series of water stains in the house. The sound of the waterfall was covered by the roar of the thunderstorm, and the dazzling purple light of thunder and lightning swept across the roof of the open-air cave, illuminating the scenery inside the cave.
The candles went out suddenly, the whole room fell into darkness, and the wooden windows creaked closed by the wind.
A thunderbolt flashed before his eyes.
Xiao Lanle stared at the rain scene, and saw a pair of blood-red eyes facing her in a trance.
She screamed in fright, and rushed towards Lin Qianshuang, who had just put the jade slip back on the bed.
"Senior sister, I'm scared. I saw a pair of eyes just now... It's still blinking at me."
Lin Qianshuang glanced at the empty surroundings, and Junior Sister Xiao must be hallucinating.
The candles were blown out by the wind, and the room was much darker, and people with mental illness were prone to fear.
She got up to light a candle, and another flash of lightning fell out of thin air, illuminating the room.
"Senior sister, don't go, I'm afraid."
Xiao Lanle grabbed Lin Qianshuang's sleeve, her lips turned white into her arms, and she muttered, "Don't leave me, I'm afraid."
Lin Qianshuang was crouched in Xiao Lanle's arms, and it was not easy to move around, so she could only hug her back, gently patted her chilling back and comforted, "Junior Sister Xiao, you are hallucinating. , don't be afraid, I'm here, no one will hurt you."
Xiao Lanle quietly nestled in Lin Qianshuang's arms, her cheeks pressed against the warmth of her neck, and the unknown fear lurking in the closed darkness made her tremble from her heart to her soul. Only then did she feel a little sense of security.
This rainstorm came and went quickly, the dark clouds faded, and the sky was clear in an instant.
A beam of light entered through the crack of the window, leaving a shadow on the ground.
"Junior sister, are you feeling better?"
Lin Qianshuang patted Xiao Lanle's back gently, standing awkwardly.
The rain had stopped for a long time, but Junior Sister Xiao was still leaning against her arms without making a sound, with no intention of leaving.
"Sister."
The hand on his side was suddenly pulled.
Lin Qianshuang looked at Xiao Lanle, her eyes were faintly flushed with tears, and her elegant and beautiful face was filled with distressing tears, as if she had cried.
Xiao Lanle tugged at her sleeve and said in a hoarse voice, "Today is the day of my mother's sacrifice. The wind in the valley is strong and gloomy. I'm alone... I'm afraid, Senior Sister, can you accompany me?"
Is today the funeral day of the head lady
Lin Qianshuang met Xiao Lanle's mother in the realm of inner demons. After all, that girl is also a disciple of Penglai Immortal Sect, and her cultivation is not weak. She did not die in the Xiao family's annihilation case. Lan Le escaped.
Maybe, in front of the head lady's tombstone, there would be some useful news from Xiao Lanle's mouth.
Lin Qianshuang picked up the plain umbrella that was placed in the corner and said to Xiao Lanle, "Junior sister, it will be bad if there is a heavy rain in the middle of our trip together. I'll bring an umbrella."
Xiao Lanle's dark pupils reflected Lin Qianshuang's shadow, and a bright light gathered in the center of his eyes, which was very clear.
"Senior sister, wait for me, I have to prepare something."
This smile is too sweet.
Has Junior Sister Xiao felt better
Seeing the sweet smile on Xiao Lanle's face, Lin Qianshuang's mood improved inexplicably, and she looked back and smiled.
Xiao Lanle went to the table and picked up the basket that the servant had already prepared. He lifted the blue cloth that covered it, and inside there were offerings of cakes and a pair of white candles.
She raised her eyebrows. There were so many miscellaneous things in this basket, but there was still a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus liquor, which was my mother's favorite drink. In the past few years, Brother Liang would personally prepare her. Why did something go wrong today
Xiao Lanle suddenly thought of the few jars of wine that Brother Liang had buried under the big locust tree outside her house. He once said that this was the best osmanthus shochu he had ever gotten, and he should cherish it.
Speaking of her birthday every year, my senior brother would always ask her for a drink, saying that he wanted to dig the treasured altar for her to drink, but she didn't know how to drink.
Xiao Lanle thought with a smile, walked out of the house, held a sword under the locust tree and rushed into the soil with true energy, and a jar of osmanthus shochu soaked in the soil emerged from the ground and floated into her hands.
At the same time, there was also a small wooden brocade box with a corner exposed as the soil turned out.
Is this brocade box that Brother Liang planned to give her on her birthday
Xiao Lanle weighed the brocade box in her hands. It was very light and didn't look like there were accessories in it. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lin Qianshuang who was waiting by the side, and put the brocade box into her sleeve. Senior sister was still waiting. , it's not too late to look at the brocade box given by Brother Liang.
Lin Qianshuang watched Xiao Lanle dug out a jar of wine under the locust tree, and stayed with Du Shuang, an alcoholic, and she was also taught a lot of wine knowledge skills. The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus wine has a taste of the precipitation of the years. This is a rare wine in the altar.
Xiao Lanle and Lin Qianshuang flew together with their swords, seeing her eyes wandering for several times when the osmanthus shochu appeared, her dignified face couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior sister, is this osmanthus brew so fragrant? I see that you are drooling, and when I see my mother, I will open it and drink with you."
Lin Qianshuang smiled shyly and looked away.
This jar of sweet-scented osmanthus shochu is indeed a rare wine, but she always felt that something was wrong, and the strong aroma of the wine made her heart a little anxious.
How could there be a problem with the tribute wine that Junior Sister Xiao brought out.
After Yu Jian fell, the two walked down side by side, and Lin Qianshuang specially helped Xiao Lanle pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus liquor and smell it.
Maybe she was overthinking it, it was just an ordinary jar of soju.
The wind in Howling Valley is just as its name suggests.
It was only when he walked to a stone tablet that was half a person high that the wind's momentum weakened a lot. The lush pine forests blocked the howling wind, shaking needles, and crows flew among them, making a hoarse cry and burrowing into the thick canopy.
The green velvety soil carries the fragrance of the grass after the rain, swaying on both sides by the light tread of the visitor.
The stone tablet is a bit old and the edges are broken, but no moss and weeds have grown. It should be taken care of on a regular basis.
Lin Qianshuang stood in front of the tomb and put down a jar of osmanthus shochu. The words on the tomb were clearly engraved, "The Tomb of Lin Suwen."
"Is the surname of the head lady Lin? She is also a member of the Dongling Lin family?"
Xiao Lanle took out the items in the basket and placed them in sequence, lit a few incense sticks, and said, "The Xiao family and the Lin family are feuds, and there have always been grievances, but the Chen family and the Lin family have been married for generations, and my mother should have married Chen. The head of the family, but fell in love with my father, so he ran away from the marriage and my father became a husband and wife. It was done, and the Lin family regarded my mother as a great disgrace and removed her from the family tree. This tombstone should not have the surname Lin engraved on it. But I can't bear to not recognize my ancestors and return to the ancestral family after my mother's death, so I engraved the surname again."
When Lin Qianshuang heard this, she was a little happy. She sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Then we should be distant from each other. Should I call you cousin?"
Xiao Lanle untied the rope from the osmanthus shochu, took out a glass and poured it into Lin Qianshuang, and said dissatisfiedly and coquettishly, "Lin Qianshuang, you can be my cousin just like you? How can there be a cousin like you? Yes, his behavior is sloppy and he doesn't know how to restrain himself, and he doesn't look like a daughter of an aristocratic family."
Lin Qianshuang was called by Xiao Lanle by her first name, and then listened to her scolding her words and deeds. It was like being disciplined by an older elder. He felt very uncomfortable. After drinking the sweet and refreshing osmanthus wine, he poured it again Several drinks.
Sweet but not greasy, this wine is not like wine, but more like a delicious fruit juice drink, and it is not spicy at all in the throat.
Lin Qianshuang thought that Xiao Lanle seemed to be afraid of thunder and lightning, and asked in a curious tone:
"Junior sister, your courage is too small. Why are you afraid of thunderstorms? Then what should you do when you encounter such a situation?"
Xiao Lan looked at the wine in the glass for a long time, and when she thought of the memory that often popped up in her mind, she lost her taste and didn't drink it for a long time, she whispered, "I don't know why this happens... The next thunderstorm, I was stupefied as if I was locked in a very narrow box, someone blindfolded me and told me not to look, I couldn't see anything... I smelled blood , very strong and pungent... and I can't escape."
Lin Qianshuang listened to Xiao Lanle's low voice, the faint female voice was like a leaf rubbing against her, her heart was itching and gradually became hot.
"So hot."
She faintly felt that a worm had been put on her body, and it kept sliding on her skin. Everywhere she went, it was extremely hot, and the sweat was oozing out. It seemed that her back was wet, and her clothes were stuck to the curve of her back.
Lin Qianshuang's eyes were slightly out of focus, and she listened to Xiao Lanle's whispers in annoyance. She peeled off the outer veil, and the sweat slipped from her shoulders to her back, making her very uncomfortable.
Xiao Lanle recovered from the memory, and saw that Lin Qianshuang's beautiful and pure face was blushing as if about to drip blood, her eyes were hazy covered with a layer of mist, and the bottom of her eyes had a blue luster, she was panting lowly. , the collarbone of her neck was covered with beads of sweat, and her slender fingers shivered to open the placket and belt, and her clothes were loosely fading to the sides.
The exposed skin was blown by the cold wind, Lin Qianshuang squinted his eyes comfortably, and liked the coolness very much.
The misty blue eyes that could not clearly see the emotions glanced at Xiao Lanle, the ignorant and charming luster seemed to seduce her, making her want to approach without knowing it.
Xiao Lanle grabbed Lin Qianshuang's hand that was tearing at her clothes. When she touched her hot palm, she was stunned, "Senior Sister Lin, why is your body temperature so hot?"
The strong aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus shochu came from the other party's body.
Xiao Lanle's clear eyes changed complicatedly, he let go of Lin Qianshuang's hand, sniffed the jar of osmanthus soju on the tip of his nose, and took out the shark bead to ask.
"Master, there is a love potion here, and the spring breeze once dissipated. It's just a common medicine in the mortal world. If you give her a detoxification pill, it will be fine."
Listening to Sharma Zhu's explanation, Xiao Lanle thought of the brocade box that was placed with this jar of wine.
She took out the brocade box and opened the lock. Inside was a white, slippery and sticky substance with a strange fragrance.
Xiao Lanle's face was a bit ugly, both ashamed and angry.
It turned out to be an aphrodisiac lubricating plaster used in intercourse.
Brother Liang had invited her to drink under the locust tree more than once on her birthday. It turned out that he was holding the kind of unseen sleazy thoughts.