Immortal Voices Chapter 37: Straightforward

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Rong Xian's eyes were gentle, as if there was a hint of tenderness, which made Shen Jiu Min tremble: "It doesn't matter, Jiu Liu is too happy to lose his sense of measure, I can understand."

While speaking, she turned her wrist and a pill appeared in her hand.

"Eat it." Rong Xian said.

Shen Jiuliu took the pill and swallowed it directly without hesitation.

This attitude of total trust pleased Rong Xian, and made the smile in Rong Xian's eyes more obvious. With her eyebrows bent, she took out the same pill and swallowed it.

Although Shen Jiuliu was full of doubts, he did not ask, and waited for Rong Xian to explain to her with peace of mind.

Rong Xian didn't let him wait too long. Just after swallowing the pill, his hands quickly formed seals, and two looming cedar flowers appeared in front of them.

Shen Jiuliu was surprised, subconsciously pressing on the purse on his chest, this is the cedar flower that can bring luck and rebirth to people!

"Just now we ate an elixir made from cedar pollen. No matter where you go in the future, as long as I want to find you, cedar flowers will take me there." Rong Xian solemnly said. "This is my own method. I will teach it to you. It will be much easier for you to find me in the future."

Well, pave the way for Shen Jiuliu to accurately find Shen Jiuliu in the future.

She cleared her throat and pretended to say: "I have removed all the power of your curse, but there is no way to cure it. If you relapse next time and I will not be there, you can use the cedar flower to guide me."

Rong Xian waved his hand to break up the flowers, and raised Jieyin with both hands. This time the speed slowed down a bit. After repeating it twice, he looked at Shen Jiuliu and asked: "Have you learned it?"

Shen Jiuliu pursed his lips, raised his hand, and moved slowly and accurately. When he stopped, he saw two cedar flowers circle around him.

His expression is still cold, but his voice is stained with a smell of fireworks that he didn't have in the past: "I don't have to worry about you getting lost in the future."

Seeing the cedar flowers again, Shen Jiuli was 70% sure that Xiaoxian was the girl in the dream, and the purse on his neck was probably made by Xiaoxian.

Rong Xian was amused by his childishness, she walked to the door lightly, put the umbrella away, and said, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

Shen Jiu left his consciousness and took two steps forward, and the untouched coldness was tinged with a rare warmth: "I will send you."

Rong Xian was silent for a moment, and refused: "No, stay for a long time, if you have nothing to do, don't show up in the area of ​​the City Lord's Mansion."

She bit her lip, and seemed a little embarrassed: "Just after I went back yesterday, Master Uncle ran to ask me about your news, and repeatedly told you to take you back to the City Lord’s Mansion. I always feel that Master Uncle is too warm to you. , Something is wrong."

Allowing Shen Jiuliu to guard against Qingbo will also make her plan smoother.

Seeing Shen Jiuliu's serious face, Rong Xian smiled, pretending to say: "Don't be nervous, maybe I think too much."

Shen Jiuliu: "What is your uncle?"

Rong Xian blinked, her phoenix eyes filled with confusion: "Didn't I tell you? I am the disciple of the head of Xuanhua Mountain, and City Master Qingbo is Master's fellow apprentice and my uncle."

Shen Jiuliu put the doubts in his heart, and said softly: "Your uncle may be worried about you."

Rong Xian looked at his thoughtful appearance and knew that he had listened, so he stretched out his hand and handed him the umbrella: "The rain has stopped, the original umbrella is returned, I will go back."

Shen Jiuliu held the umbrella tightly and nodded slightly: "Walk slowly."

Looking at the shadow of the beautiful figure going away, Shen Jiuliu unconsciously stroked the paper umbrella, which seemed to carry the light fragrance of the woman's body.

She had just left, but he couldn't help but start to miss it.

I miss her low eyebrow smile, miss her soft voice, miss her faint fragrance of medicine, miss her tenderness like water...

When I was alone, I was used to being quiet and clean. After meeting her, he suddenly understood loneliness.

This is...Do you like it?

Shen Jiuliu's cold eyes were slightly confused, fragile and innocent.

Rong Xian has just returned to the City Lord's Mansion, and Qing Er is already waiting there.

"Dr. Rong is back, the city lord has been waiting for a while." Qing Er said respectfully, and then invited Rong Xian to walk toward the main hall with a tyrannical attitude.

Rong Xian glanced at him lightly and followed.

However, Qing Er's breath is a bit familiar, it seems to be the breath that was hidden in the dark when she rescued You Feng.

When I came to the main hall, the atmosphere inside was silent and solemn, and the people around did not dare to breathe.

The corner of Rong Xian's mouth slowly turned up, and she smiled very calmly: "Why is Master Uncle so angry this early in the morning? I don't know who angered Master Uncle?"

Qingbo calmly asked, "Where did you go last night?"

Rong Xian was not angry at his questioning tone, but responded with a good temper: "The disciple went to the poor and queued, and visit the patient."

But she was right. She really went to see the patient, one Xiaoru and her mother, and the other staying for a long time.

"Since I was going to see a doctor, why did the medicine pour the guard and not let them follow?" Qingbo was aggressive.

Rong Xian trimmed her sleeves, her purple dress and long hair, her expression was gentle and calm, her eyes were bright as stars, and her tone of voice was two-point surprise: "It turns out that they are Master Uncle’s people. My disciple was vaguely aware of someone following him when he went out last night. I thought it was someone with evil intentions, so I used medicine to pour the medicine down."

She gave Qingbo an embarrassed expression: "I don't know how those brothers are now? The disciples let them sleep in the rain to show punishment, but she didn't expect her family to beat her family. It's impolite. Uncle Haihan."

Qingbo was startled, the cold in his eyes disappeared, and there was a little more doubt on his face: "You don't know they were sent by me?"

Rong Xian seemed to be at a loss: "If the disciples knew that they were Master Uncle’s people, they would definitely not do it again. The disciple's skills are not good, and there are Master Uncle’s people secretly taking care of it. The disciple is too grateful, so how can he freely shoot.

Looking at her appearance, Qingbo finally got the last bit of suspicion. It was not that he was credulous, but that Rong Xian's character was a person he had already investigated clearly.

Qingbo would rather believe that Rong Xian is a good old man who never lied, than that she had a deep heart.

After all, it’s terrifying to be able to pretend to be someone who has deceived everyone for years.

At Rongxian's age, she was only eight years old, and she was born with a good heart. Coupled with the teaching of his pedantic brother, she has become such a pure and good person.

Qingbo's face improved a lot, and then he entered the topic, and asked directly: "Did you meet Shen Jiuliu when you went out last night?"

He has already seen clearly, and he can't talk to Rong Xian in a roundabout way. This person has an upright mind, and listens to other people's words according to her upright thinking. Bull lips didn't say a word to Mawei, and the topic went to the horizon.

It's better to ask directly, Rong Xian is not a liar.