Riding the Pheonix Chapter 608: Exchange

"Shi Qing. Bookmark this site" he dropped two words.

"Oh, Mr. Shi! Please sit down and let's talk slowly."

Shi Qing stared at her for a while, and finally pulled up a stool and sat down.

The small stool used on the boat is not very high, so it is quite comfortable to talk like this.

Mingwei asked: "What does Master Shi want to know?"

"Your origin, your apprenticeship, and how much you know about Wumen." Shi Qing asked three questions in a row without any politeness.

Mingwei said: "My origin is a bit mysterious and I can't explain it clearly. In short, my sect is a hidden sect that has been passed down for many years. It must be hundreds of years old. Naturally, it will not last longer than your witch sect, but we It’s not like you. Although it has been passed down for thousands of years, it has also been nestled in the south for thousands of years. It has been playing its own game. Not only has it not progressed, but it has also lost its inheritance bit by bit because of the war."

Shi Qing's face darkened and he shouted: "I'm not here to hear you criticize our witch sect!"

Mingwei followed Shan Ruliu: "Okay, let's continue talking about my masters. Over the past few hundred years, each of my ancestors has traveled all over the country, constantly learning from various schools, collecting new mystical arts, little by little Supplement. Regarding witchcraft, there are actually many rumors among foreign races. Although some are only skinned and some have changed their forms, if you look carefully, you can trace them back thousands of years. What I stepped on that day was not a standard Nuo dance. , but the meaning of yin and yang communication is the same as ancient witchcraft."

She glanced at Shi Qing, found her heartbeat from his expression, and continued: "Your witch sect must have passed down some classics, right? Your yin and yang foundation is the most solid I have ever seen. Although it is impossible to recover the previous inheritance, if we can discover the principles and follow the clues left by the ancestors to create new secret techniques, it is not a delusion."

At this point, she has already laid out her bargaining chip.

Shi Qing looked at him deeply: "What do you want?"

Mingwei lowered his head and smiled, arranging his messy hair with a hint of shyness. This whole night, first being plotted, then hiding in a pothole for a long time, and finally being thrown on the boat, was quite a torment. Not to mention the clothes were dirty, and the hair was messed up.

"Don't Mr. Shi know what I want? At this point, how dare I be greedy? I just want to earn my life."

Shi Qing took a deep breath.

"Okay." He said, "I can promise you that you won't die for the time being."

Mingwei looked at him: "Just can't die?"

Shi Qingdao: "Otherwise, what else do you want? Let you go? Stop dreaming."

Mingwei sighed: "That's right. It seems that between you and Miss Wen, the priorities are obvious. It's impossible for her to let me go. Of course you can't do anything about it."

"You don't need to provoke the general." Shi Qing said, "You are a prisoner now and are not qualified to make conditions. I only promise to protect your life. How you live depends on your own performance."

Ming Wei raised his eyebrows.

Does this mean that she has to give out something in exchange for some treatment?

Yes, Mr. Shi doesn't look stupid.

Being a prisoner, you are not eligible for fair dealing.

She said: "Now I am reciting a mantra, Mr. Shi might as well understand the difference."

Shi Qing sat up straight.

However, Mingwei just touched her hair and said: "It was such a mess last night, and now I'm so dirty that I don't even have to change into clean clothes. It's really uneasy."

Shi Qing snorted: "You will have something after you recite it, otherwise you can just lie like this!"

Ming Ming smiled slightly, stopped delaying, and recited the formula of just a few words. He said every word clearly, even how to write it, and he was very sincere.

Shi Qing recited it several times in his mind, made sure he remembered it, opened the hatch and went out.

"Will he really keep his promise?"

"I don't know in the future, but I should know now." Mingwei said.

After all, she still has a lot of stuff in her belly, and she has to wait until it’s almost squeezed out before she turns against her, right?

After a while, someone opened the hatch.

The two looked up and saw that it was a ship girl with slightly dark skin and a strong body.

She didn't talk to them either. She first brought a bucket of hot water and then brought in some clothes.

Mingwei stopped her: "Is there only one bucket?"

The boat girl waved her hand, pointed to her mouth, and went out.

"Cousin?" Mingwei asked.

Ji Xiaowu pouted: "Don't I wash it for you? You wash it first, I'll just wash my hands and feet."

Ming smiled and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. We can split it up, just with less water and just wipe it."

Ji Xiaowu naturally had no objection.

Mingwei knocked on the cabin door and asked the boat girl for another basin.

Fortunately, the boat girl didn’t refuse.

In extraordinary times, there is no need to care about the differences between men and women. The two of them shared the water and wiped their bodies with their backs to each other, as if they had taken a shower.

The clothes delivered were also made of coarse cloth.

Mingwei saw that it was quite thin, so he took off his original clothes and put the warm lining inside.

Ji Xiaowu was a little surprised: "You can actually do this? I thought you didn't know how to sew and thread!"

Mingwei said: "I really don't understand that kind of embroidery needlework, but in daily life, I always have to sew and mend."

She once followed Master all over the world and lived through all kinds of hardships. If your clothes are torn, you need to mend them~IndoMTL.com~ If you don’t do it yourself, who will? What she knows is survival skills, not fancy embroidery skills. Therefore, in the eyes of normal people who pay attention to embroidery skills, she does not understand needlework.

"Cousin, give me your clothes too."

"Oh." Ji Xiaowu handed it over obediently.

Mingwei followed the same example and handed it over after he finished it: "Try it on and try it on, is it warm?"

Ji Xiaowu put on the slightly larger coarse cloth and tied his belt: "It doesn't feel thick to the touch, so it's quite warm."

Ming smiled and **** the clothes he had changed, took off the hairpin on his head, **** his hair and tied it up.

After doing this, there was a slight sweat on her forehead.

The internal injuries were too severe, and Wen Xiuyi had no intention of treating them.

Fortunately, Ah Wan had given each of them a pill before, which saved their heartbeats, and now they can be alive and kicking.

"Cousin, can you use your own internal power to heal your wounds?"

Ji Xiaowu rolled his eyes at her: "Am I so stupid?" He has been studying for more than three years.

Ming smiled: "They won't treat our injuries, we can only rely on ourselves."

"Know."

The ship's hull was swaying slightly, and they were moving away from Yunjing, even from Qi State.

Mingwei said softly: "I didn't expect that I would go to Nanchu in this way."

She has many mysteries in her mind now.

What kind of organization is Star Palace, and what kind of secrets are hidden in that earth and atmosphere map.

Also, what happened to the "Master" she saw last night.

What kind of relationship does the man who calls himself a fortune teller named Mingxiao have with his master?

She wants to find the answers to these secrets one by one.

Perhaps this is why she returned to this era.