Before Zhu Xingli could say anything else, the apprentice was resisted by the hot-blooded elder brother and went straight to the refining room.
Mrs. Jing also joined in the fun, and followed up with all four legs, but was shut outside the Jinshi Gate with a "bang", very angry, scratching the door vigorously, and screaming at the top of her voice.
"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, stop barking." Zhu Xingli picked up the cat, looking worried at the golden stone gate full of formation patterns.
"Ah Xin is just curious for a while, Second Uncle don't blame him." Shen Lou rubbed his Yu Yuan Sunset Sword with one finger. Since Lin Xin still wants to go this way, then Zhu Yangai promised to make a sword for Lin Xin. good thing. The sword Zhu Yangai made would at least not hurt its master, much better than the ancient demon sword given by the emperor.
This kind of reassurance didn't help at all, Zhu Xingli still frowned, "My brother went crazy and didn't leave the refining room for seven days and seven nights. Xin'er is still growing, it's not good to be starved."
After finishing speaking, she held up the cat and knocked on the door, "Brother, you locked my sister-in-law out!" Mrs. Jing struggled to slap him with her armpits pinched and kicked.
The golden stone door opened suddenly, and the long arms in red silk stretched out, grabbed Zhu Xingli's lapel, pulled him in together with the cat in his arms, and threw Lin Xin out along the way.
Lin Xin staggered two steps, saw Shen Lou standing at the door, and threw himself on him with a cry of "Ouch", "My senior uncle is really strong."
Shen Lou reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and helped him stand upright, "Why did you come out?"
"I don't know the art of controlling souls, and my uncle thinks I don't know much," Lin Xin said helplessly, but his eyebrows and eyes were raised, "Let's go out and play."
He is just a young man who has never tied his hair, it is not good to say too much, with Zhu Yangai's intelligence, you only need to tell him a few words. As for the master who can control the soul, half sell and half give away, let their brothers cultivate and cultivate their relationship.
Shen Lou didn't ask any more questions, and let Lin Xin drag him out of Yi Nian Palace. Zi Shu and Huang Ge who were waiting at the door followed immediately, and the four of them headed for Bodhi City in a mighty manner.
The central city in the southern region is called Bodhi. The ancestors of the Zhu family believed that the way to cultivate immortality lies in the state of mind. One thought can become a demon, and one thought can also become a Buddha. It is said that he also found a lot of Buddhist scriptures to read, and named Nandu Bodhi.
The southern region is rich and prosperous, and Bodhi City is lively all year round. Even if there is no rally, the main street is full of people walking side by side and full of singing and dancing.
"Lychees, fresh lychees!"
"Rat poison!"
"The peach blossom wine from the newly opened altar costs ten cents per jug, let's taste it!" The wine seller held a bamboo handle, poured it into a small bamboo cup, and handed it to Lin Xin.
Lin Xin reached out to pick it up, but Shen Lou grabbed it, "You haven't tied your hair yet."
"I'll just have a taste." Lin Xin said pitifully, grabbing Shen Lou's hand. All these years after being reborn, his master forbade him to drink a single drop of wine. He also knew that a cultivator who drank too early would hurt his spirit veins, but it was always okay to taste it.
Sticking out his tongue, he took a quick lick. The sweet peach blossom fragrance spread on the tip of his tongue. Lin Xin couldn't help but bend his eyes and lift his eyelids to look at Shen Lou.
Shen Lou's arm suddenly froze.
Lin Xin took the opportunity to hug his hand, and gulped down the gulp. The light peach blossom color quickly diffuses to the end of the eyes, and finally has the appearance of peach blossom eyes. He holds a good amount of alcohol, but when he gets on his face, the corners of his eyes turn red after drinking a glass.
"Just buy a jug if it tastes good." The wine seller enthusiastically handed a covered bamboo tube to Shen Lou.
Shen Lou looked at Lin Xin who was still licking his lips, then took it, and signaled Zi Shu to go forward to pay the bill, while he dragged Lin Xin hanging on his arm to continue walking.
"Tumi, Tumi," the florist hawked in a Southern Region accent, with a bit of ancient rhyme, "Spring is coming, the flowers are all blooming, and the Lord intends to hold the Tumi."
The Tumi Festival is coming soon, and there are flower sellers everywhere on the street. This is a unique festival in the Southern Region, and it is the last day when the Tumi flowers are in full bloom. After Tumi, it will enter midsummer.
On the day of Tea Mi Festival, young men and women will take to the streets, singing and dancing around the lights. If the guy has a girl he likes, he can give the girl Tumi flowers. The more flowers he receives, the more popular the girl is.
Lin Xin took a branch from the florist. The pink flowers still had drops of water, green skin and green calyx, very delicate, and he pinned it on Shen Lou's head, raised his chin and said, "With the flowers on, she will be my daughter-in-law. gone."
Shen Lou's eyes dimmed, and he let him mess around.
The young Shen Lou is good, he is so dumb as to be teased, if this is Shen Lou who is in his twenties, he would have thrown flowers on the ground to fight with him. Lin Xin thought happily, and Shen Lou accidentally inserted a branch, and couldn't help laughing. It's really strange that Shen Qingque has learned how to take revenge.
"After collecting the flowers, you are the wife of the Shizi." Shen Lou said solemnly, with that handsome and deep face, it was a bit solemn.
"Mrs. Shizi, did you go with Mrs. Jing?" Lin Xin laughed, but luckily hung on Shen Lou's neck, "Shall I call you, meow?"
Shen Lou's throat was dry for a while, and he couldn't help sliding his Adam's apple, and slowly raised the hand that was on his side. Before he touched Lin Xin, that guy slid down like a loach and ran away.
He took off the tumi flowers on the top of his head, threw a few copper coins to the flower seller, curled up his thin lips, and revealed a shallow smile.
In the teahouse, the storyteller talked about recent new things in a rhythmic tone.
The crown prince won the first prize in the hunt in Xianchi. The emperor was so happy that he rewarded the crown prince with a mulberry arch bow, but the crown prince gave it to Shen Qiuting; the war in Beimo was over, and Duke Xuan was planning to make a marriage for the crown prince. .
"The army in the Northern Territory is strong and strong, and the royal family intends to marry him. Everyone guesses that Princess Yunxi is the most likely to be the wife of the eldest son!" , is a rare beauty once in a century, and her mother and concubine are the cousins of the Zhong family in the Western Regions and the niece of Gu Shanhou... "
Lin Xin listened very seriously, and elbowed Shen Lou, who was drinking tea with his head bowed, "Hey, is Princess Yunxi good-looking?"
Shen Lou put down the teacup, "I've never seen it before."
"You dare to marry me if you haven't seen it before." Lin Xin curled his lips. This Princess Yunxi really fell in love with Shen Lou. Wait.
"Don't dare to marry," Shen Lou said with a smile in his eyes, "I already have a wife."
These words warmed Lin's confidence. He had tried every means to force Shen Lou to say soft words before, but he had never succeeded. Even if it was a joke, it could make him happy for a long time. "That's fine, you can tell the princess that way later."
"I don't need to say, father won't agree." Shen Lou lowered his eyes and poured a cup of tea. The Shen family has guarded the Northern Territory for generations, and it is the city wall of Dayong. It has always maintained a delicate relationship with the royal family, not close or far away, so it is not easy to marry with the royal family.
Lin Xin curled his lips, and threw the leftover melon seed husks at his head, "Aren't you quite regretful? Tsk, you are a famous beauty in Dayong, one day I will be famous, and I will go ask to marry a princess."
Shen Lou glanced at him meaningfully, raised his hand and called Huang Ge, "Ask that storyteller to change the story."
"Yes." Huang Ge went downstairs, not long after, the gossip about Xuan Guogong's son stopped, and he talked about the recent strange things.
"How can you control that storyteller? You opened this teahouse?" Lin Xin felt strange. Immortal cultivators pay attention to governing by doing nothing, and Dayong's official management has always been relatively loose, and it doesn't control the people's speech very much.
"I opened it." Shen Lou took the ledger brought by Huang Ge, and flipped through it casually.
Shen Qingque, who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, when did he start such a down-to-earth business? Lin Xin stared at him in surprise, "Why are you opening a teahouse? You even opened it to the Southern Region."
"Make money," Shen Lou said lightly, and quickly read through the account book. The front of the account book is the real account, and the second half is all kinds of news collected. "The price of the deer glass in the Southern Region is 10% lower than that in the Northern Region."
"That's right, there are mines in the southern region, so the price is naturally low." In fact, in the entire Dayong, only the southern region has large ore veins. Even if there are deer glass mines in other places, they are also extremely small, and they will be dug in a few years. null. Therefore, no matter how bad-tempered Zhu Yangai was, the other domain owners and emperors had to greet him with smiles.
Shen Lou showed the account book to Lin Xin, "This is all my private property. If your master doesn't give you deer glass, I will give it to you. Don't worry about not having enough deer glass, don't practice the soul-absorbing technique."
Hearing the first half of the sentence, he was still a little flustered, but the second half kicked Lin Xin from the clouds to the mud, raised an eyebrow, and sneered, "Why, you also think this is an evil way?"
He absorbs soul power, not killing people, people with weak soul power can rely on medicinal herbs and sunbathing to recover. There were too many people who wanted to kill him in the previous life, and soul power was his life-saving trick, allowing him to be surrounded by thousands of armies without fear, and he had to practice it no matter what.
The upright Shen Qingque, even though he has known him since childhood, still regards him as a demon. Lin Xin touched the bamboo tube containing the peach blossom wine, wanting to have a glass of wine very much.
"There are three thousand roads, each has its own strengths, there is no distinction between superior and inferior in the way of immortality, I am just afraid that you will hurt yourself." Shen Lou removed the bamboo tube and refilled a cup of tea for him.
I remember one year when Lin Xin was fighting with others, he wasted too much, and in the end he couldn't control his own soul power, and almost died.
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"I don't know if it's because I have absorbed too much soul power. I can always see other people's memories recently. Last night I dreamed that the room was full of red silk, and I saw the bride, who was the concubine of the crown prince Zhou."
"Qing Que, let's get married, shall we? lest I forget you and think I'm married to someone else."
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Lin Xin stared at him blankly, his jaw trembled slightly, he took a sip of tea with his eyes downcast, and said in a low voice, "I just want to try, if I can practice it to save my life, I wouldn't normally use it."
"En." Shen Lou responded softly, and turned to look downstairs.
"However, on the east side of the mountain, someone saw a monster with the body of a harpy and the head of a beast, and its long mouth was as black as a burnt bamboo tube. Some immortals recognized it as the Gu sculpture of an ancient alien beast swallowing souls." The storyteller told a new rumor .
"Hey, didn't you say that the Gu carvings are in the east of the Southern Territory?"
"This thing, thousands of miles a day, who can say for sure!"
Lin Xin and Shen Lou looked at each other, this Gu carving has not appeared for a hundred years, why do they always meet each other recently? Shen Lou asked Huang Ge to investigate, while he left the teahouse with Lin Xin.
Back at Yi Nian Palace, just as he saw a plain canopy carriage approaching slowly, seeing the logo of the Zhong family, Lin Xin subconsciously touched the sword at his waist.
"I'm here to deliver teami wine." The talkative Zishu had already gone up to inquire about it. During the Southern Region Tea Festival, all regions would give gifts to Zhu's family, which were called teami wine.
Lin Xin stared coldly at the carriage, thinking that if Zhong Lu came, he would definitely find a reason to kill him. Back then when he came to make swords, he met Zhong Changye and Zhong Lu who were delivering tea and wine, and they recognized him. The master was worried about his safety, so he left him with Zhu Yangai and went back to Yanqiu alone.
This is a farewell.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the person who jumped out of the carriage was Wu Zhaoyang, a member of the Zhong family, Wanhu. The one I met at the Qiugong Sword Competition six years ago. Zhong Changye, who was already out of his wits, couldn't come to give gifts, and Zhong Suifeng, who was in a state of desperation, couldn't get away, so he sent his subordinates.
"Your Majesty!" Wu Zhaoyang is a well-rounded person, he remembers all the dignitaries of Dayong clearly, he quickly walked over to salute Shen Lou, "Wu Zhaoyang, a subject of the Western Regions, has met His Majesty."
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Lou Lou: When I said I wanted you to be the wife of the prince, I meant it seriously.
Xinxin: I know you are serious, meow
Loulou: Then why are you meowing!
Xinxin: Mrs. Shizi, it can also be a sexy little wild cat! _(:з」∠c3*)_Meow~
Loulou: (nosebleed) makes sense