Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 400: At sea
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People live in this world and face different choices every day. You never know how far the future will be affected by your choice at this moment.
Mu Feiqiang certainly did not choose to kill the Seventh Prince. Whether it was from her not bad heart or from the Mu family's interest, Miss Mu would not be stupid enough to make such a decision.
Even if the seventh prince is not treated, he is the prince of the Penglai country anyway. If the Mu family kills him and reveals a little bit of clues, this crime of murdering the royal family is enough to make the Mu family collapse.
However, this person is vicious and insidious, and plots to humiliate people's innocence. As a business girl, Mu Fei is really unwilling to be humiliated.
After hearing that there is a medicine that can make people forget what happened at a certain time, Mu Feiqiang made a bold decision.
Well, it's really bold.
At least let Lin Luoran look at Mu Fei-嫱 with admiration; in order to avenge the Seventh Prince’s misconduct against Mu’s family, Mu Fei-嫱, the most frightened person, made the seventh prince temporarily sent to Lin Luoran as a servant.
Of course, Lin Luoran doesn't need to be a close servant. The Seventh Prince, whose surname is Sang Mingyi, has been sealed off for his whole body repair, and most of the time he is working as a caravan to raise horses.
So his official position should be a groom.
The Mu's caravan also has a newly hired free-staff, Zhang Dahei.
The days of the Seventh Prince, Sang Yi, fell into foreseeable difficulties. Seeing his aggrieved gaze, Lin Luoran sneered. Sang Yan should be thankful that she hadn't told Zhang Dahei that his wife was cut off by Sang Yan's head.
The car bumped on the difficult lane, and Lin Luoran was no longer in the carriage.
The wooden wolf said that there is a secret technique called soul search, which is very useful for torturing monks. Lin Luoran is going to study it.
Of course, the fly in the ointment is that when torturing a mortal, because of the fragility of the mortal's body, the overall consciousness of the person being tortured will collapse and become an idiot... Is this the subtle difference between the magic of the monster and the human? Lin Luoran remembered that Fairy White's memory beads mentioned a kind of soul-searching technique. Although it was also not open and aboveboard, there was no such sequelae, and it seemed more grandiose.
"No matter what dynasty it is, Xin Mi is always in the hands of the privileged class. If you have mastered the soul-searching technique, wouldn't it be better to start directly from the seven princes?" The wooden wolf is always inviting, just wanting to call Lin Luoran learn. Its soul search.
Lin Luoran was sitting on a swing and eating strawberries, not admitting that he had some heartbeats.
But cultivators are not without taboos in their actions. Starting with mortals who have not provoked a cultivator, they will eventually become advanced demons—not to mention here, Lin Luoran’s rules of conduct are not So low.
She saw the wooden wolf persuading her to persuade her, knowing that because she only cared later, she was always afraid that she was not as important as the fire phoenix and silver fish in her heart, so she had to take the initiative to teach her soul-searching skills while providing the medicine. .
The wooden wolf was so annoying that Lin Luoran had to learn the soul-searching technique, but did not start with Sang Yan.
In the face of the three big monsters laughing at her kind heart, Lin Luoran is plausible:
"The seven princes themselves are not favored, it is better to find the nine princes."
After Lin Luoran said this, he was seriously despised. The nine princes are so powerful that they are not as good as the king of a country. She might as well find the Emperor of Penglai. Lin Luoran rolled her eyes severely and began to practice in the space.
In a few days, Lin Luoran was wondering how to deal with ordinary talents with the soul-searching technique. The Mu's caravan had already changed the waterway and boarded the ship.
The sea is vast. If the rescuer of the Seventh Prince wanted to find the needle in a haystack, he had to be more honest.
Looking at the young man whose birthmark was concealed by Qingluan and being instructed by Zhang Dahei to do this and that, Mu Qingshan was full of sadness. He is not sad and disobedient, but too obedient, a person who is willing to forbear, one day when he bursts out, everyone will look at him with admiration.
Speaking of which, Fourth Master Mu is worried whether the medicine Lin Luoran said that makes people forget a certain memory is really so effective.
Mu Feiqiang was sent to ask this question.
From Mu Qingshan's point of view, Lin Luoran didn't avoid asking Mu Feiyi to reconcile the potion last time. The niece and Master Lin Wu are already in a half-teacher relationship. It’s not that Mu Jia licked his face and insisted on climbing along the pole. Whether it’s Penglai or Yingguo, this is a customary rule. Teaching unique secret skills like martial arts and pharmacy can affect a person’s life. Up.
Hearing that Mu Feiqiang turned a few turns to ask Mu Qingshan’s worries, Lin Luoran felt that Mu’s worries were overwhelming:
"In fact, there is a more secure method. Since you have chosen to support the Ninth Prince and wait for him to take the throne, what does it matter whether the Seventh Prince remembers today's humiliation?"
Mu Feiyi seems to understand but not understand.
Lin Luoran looked around, holding the brush he bought before boarding the boat, and soon drew a lifelike branch on the rice paper. Mu Feiqiang held his breath, looking expectant and nervous.
"Is this a tree?"
Lin Luoran shook his head, "It's called Niu Teng, which is also a kind of medicine. It is good for pain relief and edema."
Mu Feiqiang knew that Lin Luoran was teaching her knowledge of medicine, and the abnormal baby stared at the rice paper. As Lin Luoran drew the next picture, he said: "The best cow vines are harvested in summer and autumn, leaving the stems and leaves, leaving the roots and beards, and slicing and drying them. It is the original medicine... As for this Poria, there are four seasons. According to the medicine, it is produced in the roots of masson pine and red pine..."
Mu Feichang stared at the dark thing, and asked ignorantly: "Aren't the pine trees all the same?"
Ms. Mu doesn't eat the fireworks in the world, so she doesn't need to do it herself to eat. Lin Luoran laughed, and drew the difference between masson pine and red pine.
In the sound wave, Lin Luoran was sitting on a primitive sea boat and occasionally told Mu Feiqi about the effects of several medicinal herbs. Life was very leisurely. Of course, if the seventh prince named Sang Ye used gloomy eyes to secretly look at her from time to time, Lin Luoran would be in a better mood.
She took the initiative to teach Mu Feiyi the knowledge of medicine, and saved the Mu family caravan once more. In Mu Qingshan's heart, her position in the heart of Mu Qingshan was not a stranger who had been hired. Lin Luoran was trusted by the Mu family.
Lin Luoran thought, maybe it's time to pick a good time, a little like Mu Jia revealed what she is looking for?
The intelligence information network of a big business is always better than finding a needle in a haystack by herself.
On the seventh day of the boat trip, the ever-sticky, salty and humid air on the sea had already made the Seventh Prince Mulberry Leaf no longer have the arrogance that had been cold to the bone before. His hair was messy, his clothes were tired from sweat and looked messy.
Without the lifelike cyan Luan bird at the center of his eyebrows, Mulberry Leaf’s enchanting face has become ordinary. He is pulling the sails. Today, with the wind, Mu Qingshan expects to arrive at Tianshuigang at dusk. Where can he leave? The border of Yingguo was very close, and it was already considered the sphere of influence of the Ninth Prince.
After Lin Luoran's practice was completed, Mu Feiyi was absorbing the knowledge of medicinal herbs, and she had no time to pester her, so she asked Zhang Dahei to find a fishing rod and play sea fishing.
The sea is squally windy, and the people of the Penglai country without technology and practice seem to be mysterious and unpredictable. Ordinary fishing is done by pulling nets, or directly picking up small fish and shrimps after low tide. Sea fishing is just a very leisurely experience. When people are having fun, they really want to rely on it to catch fish for food. The fisherman may be hungry.
But Lin Luoran, who was fishing today, is a coincidence that Dad Lin still knows this.
Lin Luoran went to the cabin to find a small fish and cut it, tied it directly with a fishing line, and threw it into the seemingly calm sea.
The sea boat was advancing slowly, and the people in the Mu's caravan had no doubt that Lin Luoran would be able to catch a fish like this — to paraphrase Lin Luoran’s famous saying about becoming a magic star. Now is the time to witness the miracle.
Feeling something biting the bait, Lin Luoran didn't start to frighten the snake, waited for the thing to bite, and flicked his wrist, a silver light pierced the blue water surface, and someone in the Mu's guard screamed.
Catch the fish.
A tuna? Lin Luoran was happy in her heart and handed the fishing rod to Zhang Dahei to continue. She cleaned her hands and put a cutting board on the deck, turning the tuna into extremely thin fillets.
For sashimi, sea fish is fine. The meat is tender and has no earthy smell. It is not only salmon.
Lin Luoran doesn't know how to make mustard, it doesn't matter, just use soy sauce with **** shreds. Huaxia has a tradition of eating fresh fish meat long ago. This delicacy is not the unique secret of the island country.
Apparently, people from Penglai have never eaten it.
Looking at a clumsy kitchen knife flying up and down, carving carrots into delicate flowers, placed on a white porcelain plate, with slices of crystal clear fish, looking beautiful...Mu Fei swallowed Swallow, is this edible?
Lin Luoran dipped in **** soy sauce, and quickly ate only the last piece of sashimi. Mu Fei dared to grab it, and followed Lin Luoran's appearance with condiment, closed Throwing her eyes into her mouth, smash it twice, Mu Feiyi couldn't believe it when she opened her eyes.
How to describe that wonderful taste? It seems that I still have to try it again.
"Four uncle, shall we catch more fish?"
Hearing Miss Mu's shouting, the deck suddenly swallowed secretly.
Fish slices eaten raw, so delicious?
Everyone stared at Zhang Dahei with scorching eyes, and the "tough bandit" who was fishing stood out, feeling that the fishing rod in his hand became very proud of pride.
He had never experienced this kind of feeling before, including the Mu's caravan leaving him to do things regardless of previous complaints. Although tired, he lived a stable life. Lost the fun of slaughtering fat sheep before, but also not afraid of officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress, so Zhang Dahei wanted to live this life forever.
But, without the protection of Master Lin, will the Seventh Prince let him go?
A frustration rose in Zhang Dahei's heart, and footsteps stopped beside him. He heard a very gentle female voice:
"...The world is so big, where can't you go, the place where we are going this time is the border, you can choose to go to Yingguo to start a new life."
Huh? Ying country?
Zhang Dahei felt that there was sea water splashing into his eyes, is he worthy of a new life? I'm afraid that only this powerful, seemingly indifferent but really kind Lin Wu Master would have such an idea.
The sea breeze is gentle, and the sails are hollowed by the wind. The boat follows the tide and wind and waves to the Tianshui Harbor.