He Zhou hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door.
He leaned against the wall and stared at the white sandalwood door for a while, wondering where the bow in Bailishu's hand came from, and what was on the bow and arrow that ignited the terrifying flame, even if Bailishu No matter how powerful Li Shu is, it is impossible to bind the soul of the Phoenix or the Golden Crow to the arrow, right
But He Zhou himself also knows that thinking about these miscellaneous things is actually just to distract his attention.
The white sandalwood door doesn't look heavy, and any mortal strongman can kick it open with one kick.
But standing in front of this wooden door, He Zhou, who was able to grit his teeth and never let go in the face of such a terrifying existence as the fog bird, felt a feeling that could almost be called hesitation.
For Bailishu, no matter what, he still held an indelible malice.
But this time it was because of this arrogant guy that he was able to survive, but it was also true. He Zhou hates this kind of feeling of accepting favors from others, especially the person who always has no expression and is as cold as an ice sculpture.
The most important thing about cultivating immortals is cause and effect. Those who owe others, and those who have received favors from others, will eventually have to pay back sooner or later. When he first picked up the knife, his father once told him that as a swordsman, never allow yourself to be favored by others. Once you owe too much favor, can you still swing the knife without hesitation forever
So there is the saying of cutting off cause and effect.
He Zhou's feet rubbed against the floor unconsciously, and finally scolded himself for being useless, raised his hand and knocked on the thin wooden door.
As expected, the man's answer was extremely short.
He Zhou opened the door and walked in. Baili Shu was still sitting next to the small case by the window that he had seen before. To Hezhou's strange flattery, Bailishu actually placed another teacup with ice cracks on the table, and was slowly pouring green tea into it with his hand raised.
—Wait, so this guy barely knows a little bit of etiquette and hospitality
Until he sat down opposite Bailishu, and the other party put the steaming teacup in front of him, Hezhou still had a feeling of doubting that this was not reality. He stared at the opponent's movements, and found that Bailishu's movements were actually pleasing to the eye, with an indescribable elegance.
only…
Bailishu actually knows how to treat guests
This incident is even more surprising than the sudden appearance of the fog bird of prey. Almost everyone who knows this guy will subconsciously feel that Bailishu is the kind of person who completely ignores you, always walks by your side with a cold face, without hesitation, without saying hello.
He Zhou picked up the teacup, feeling a bit cautious for a moment, thinking that this cup of tea might be even rarer than the legendary Tianshan foggy tea in the extremely cold place on the top of the snow.
"Please."
A faint word that would be ordinary and polite if it were someone else, uttered from Baili's mouth, fell into Hezhou's ears, and he could hear an incomparably cold sense of command.
He subconsciously raised his neck and poured the tea clean, and when the bottomed teacup was placed on the table, He Zhou realized that he had done something stupid—he must have not recovered from the vicious fight just now Come on, hearing Bailishu's voice is like hearing an order, and subconsciously execute it.
He Zhou's mind was a little empty, and he had to hold on to see the reaction of Baili Shu who was opposite him. Bailishu, who has always been expressionless and whose eyes are always frozen like ice, also showed a trace of astonishment on his face. Obviously, he did not expect that someone would drink a glass of wine so "like an enemy" with the momentum of a strong man drinking. The tea dried up.
Shame on you...
This time, He Zhou's face was expressionless.
When his mind was empty, He Zhou stared at Baili Shu's face. Then he suddenly realized that the astonished expression actually made Bailishu look a little more popular, and less like a cold statue.
Oh... It turns out that this guy not only knows a little bit about hospitality, but also has a bit of emotion.
Watching Baili Shu silently pour tea for himself again, He Zhou thought so.
In the small case by the window, Baili Shu sat upright silently, watching He Zhou push the teacup away from him thoughtfully without leaving any trace, and then took out an ancient scroll.
The picture scroll looks like the doodles of the wandering poets in the dynasty, and it shouldn't be something that Hezhou would be interested in collecting carefully. A thin volume with scribbled maps and flying notes.
"what is this?"
Baili Shu lowered his eyes to see He Zhou handing him the ancient scroll. He took it, opened it and flipped through it carelessly. The picture volume was only a dozen pages, and it was casually bound into a booklet. The paper used was not of high-quality paper, and it turned yellow after a long time.
There are simple drawings drawn inside, which looks like the structure of a city.
It seems that it should be a city in the style of the Jin and Tang Dynasties, with Guo, Guo set up low walls, and opened four gates in the east, west, north, and south. The inner city wall is tall, separated by six gates, and the official houses, the city, and the inner city are separated by walls and streets. The official temple is located in the central and southern part of the city, occupying about one-third of the city's area. The residence is adjacent to the official residence, and the arsenal is located in the suburbs. It can be seen from the drawings that the scale is not small. In addition, the location of the capital pavilion, granary, and li are also noted in detail on the drawing.
But it is not these that attract attention, but the very center of the city on the drawing.
Judging from the scale of this city, it should be a large city at the prefecture level. Logically speaking, a Qingming Pagoda should be set up in the middle of the city. But on this blueprint, there is no Qingming Pagoda, instead it is a tower-like building.
He Zhou saw that Bailishu noticed something strange in the middle of the drawing, he quietly pushed the teacup away without leaving any trace, and cleared his throat slightly: "This is the drawing of Guanghan County, the person who drew this drawing is Guanling was in charge of the measurement and planning back then."
Speaking of this, He Zhou paused for a moment, thinking that Baili Shu might not know who Guan Ling was, so he simply explained a few words.
Guan Ling, a craftsman in the Jin and Tang Dynasties, wrote the "Thousands of Eight Regulations", which was regarded as the canon of city building in the past dynasties. He was also the first person to propose the improvement of Qingming Pagoda. Although he is just a mortal without cultivation, even a great immortal cultivator has to admit that his talent in crafting is unparalleled.
But when He Zhou talked about these things, his tone was naturally indifferent.
That is the innate contempt and arrogance of immortal cultivators towards mortals.
Baili Shu turned over another page of the scroll, without interrupting He Zhou's words.
"The buildings in Guanghan County are almost in charge of him." He Zhou pursed his lips, and said the words "Guanghan County" a little unnaturally.