The woman got closer and closer, as if seeing the rain was getting faster, she turned around and came to the inn, her eyes circulated, and she picked up an uninhabited Eight Immortals Table to sit down.

She was elegant and had a peerless face. Everyone around her was dumbfounded and sat down. The person who was not aware of the discussion suddenly heard no sound around her. She stopped unconsciously and looked at the eyes of those people. Her heart beat faster and stopped talking. With that woman as the center, it was like a wave of water spreading, and the surroundings were silent.

Sima Yuanji has been very familiar with the world after half of his life. Seeing his disciple absent-mindedly and staring at the woman, he understood a little, sighing slightly, and was happy and worried. He was restless when he was young, and he was not as indifferent as water now. At that time, he also fell in love with a girl. Unfortunately, the girl was incompatible with the master's sect, and finally had an extremely tragic ending. This incident caused great harm to him, and indirectly prompted him to wash his hands and retreat to the world.

Now seeing his apprentice looks like Sima Yuanji was touched by his heart, feeling sad, and at the same time he made up his mind that his apprentice was already sixteen years old, and in a few years it would be the age of marrying and having children in the world. They did not avoid marrying and drinking and meat in Maoshan. If possible, they would definitely do a good job in marriage for this little apprentice. If there is any change, they should hold the little apprentice in time and not let him repeat his mistakes back then.

Zhu Qingsheng thought of the master in this blink of an eye and thought of so many things. He looked at the woman, and his heart was confused, but he felt unspeakable joy, and he felt a little ashamed and inferior. Seeing that the master was next to him, his heart suddenly jumped, and he remembered the stories he often heard in teahouses and operas. The sad and tragic story was filled with strong emotions. Isn’t his feelings a little similar now?

After all, Zhu Qingsheng has been practicing with Sima Yuan and for many years, and his mood and character are much higher than ordinary people. When he saw the thoughtful gaze of his master, his cheeks suddenly became hot, and he lowered his head and just drank tea.

With a "bang", everyone woke up. It turned out that the waiter was stunned and hit the door frame. Everyone laughed and returned to the atmosphere just now. However, this time no one was making loud noises and scolding, which was probably disturbing the woman in plain clothes and white skirts.

Sima Yuan and lofty and indifferent. Although he felt that the woman's face was more outstanding, she did not have much fluctuations. He was about to add a cup of hot water, but suddenly the tip of his nose moved and he smelled a little bit of corpse energy. This breath was extremely light, like a faint fragrance that was spotted in the distance. When he had to carefully distinguish it, he could not smell it.

Sima Yuan and Maoshan were born in the world and lived in the world for half a lifetime, but how could they tell the difference? The aura was clearly a corpse energy, and it was definitely not a new dead person. At least corpses buried for more than ten years would have this kind of atmosphere.

Looking at the guests around me, chatting and laughing, it was definitely not like signs of hidden corpses. How did that corpse gas come from?

Sima Yuanji did not dare to be careless, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and concentrated his mind. His whole body's mind was concentrated in his nose, slowly capturing the corpse energy. Zhu Qingsheng saw his master like this for a lot, and he was not surprised. When he saw the waiter passing by, he urged them to eat.

Sima Yuan and his eyes were gone, but their minds wandered around with the air. Soon, they caught the faint corpse energy and immediately concentrated their energy and followed the corpse energy to trace the source.

Within my mind, it was the woman in plain clothes and white dress. It was strange. The woman had a faint fragrance of flowers on her body, mixed with the corpse qi, which was slightly stronger than the corpse qi, and it seemed to have the smell of white peony. If you want to explore it carefully, the woman's body was like a thick mist, which was unclear for a moment.

White peony and peony are called "the two greatest flowers". One is red, red like the morning glow, and the other is white, which is better than the first snow. Both are unparalleled among the flowers. It is not surprising that the woman has white peony supplemented with the fragrance, so why does she have a faint corpse energy?

Sima Yuanji took back his mind and glanced at the woman. He felt that this woman was not simple. There should be a tortuous and shocking story behind her. However, although she had corpse energy, she had no murderous aura and had never committed suicide. Although Sima Yuanji felt strange, she was not asking more questions.

The woman seemed to notice something strange and glanced at Sima Yuan and the approximate location, but she didn't know where the strange thing came from. But she had something important to her and didn't take it to heart. She whispered: "My second brother, can you ask about something?"

The sound was like a hot spring stone, soft and mellow, and Zhu Qingsheng couldn't help but beep in his heart: "So her voice sounds so nice."

"No, no need to worry, please say something to the girl." The waiter heard the woman calling him, and hurriedly ran over. He ran too fast and almost tripped on the table leg and fell.

The woman took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, spread it flat on the table, and asked, "Little Brother, do you know where to buy these things?"

The waiter picked up the paper and murmured: "Chilu stone, seven-patterned jade, yellow peach wood, a hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, lotus root, stone brocade..."

When the waiter was reciting the order, others were listening. Before he could finish reciting, he said in a lingering manner: "Girl, I don't know what the first two are, but it's rare to see Polygonum multiflorum in a century, so it's really hard to find..." "What do you know? I dare not say anything else. Zhenxi Yu definitely has one..." "I know Qiwenyu, I bought it by walking along the street, but very few..."

Everyone shouted, but Sima Yuan and his brows became tighter and tighter. The items on this woman's list were mediocre, but together they were a prescription for suppressing ancient corpses. Ordinary zombies, ancient corpses, ink dou, ink thread, black dog blood, peach wood sword and glutinous rice can be suppressed. Even if there are more powerful ones, they can also subdue them. The strong one burns incense and chants spells, use the true energy, use the three-flavor fire, and burns the corpses to remove them.

Only the corpse that died of resentment happened to be buried in a vicious place, with the wind stagnant, the water vapor did not arise, the corpse was stiff and not rotten here, the thought of great hatred during his lifetime and the place after his death were combined, and the degree of ferocity was even more difficult to estimate. The corpse had already jumped out of the five elements, and ordinary objects and talismans were unable to do anything, and gold, wood, water, fire and earth were ineffective. Only this ancient prescription that required rare medicines could be suppressed, but it could not be eradicated. It has always been an ancient prescription secretly protected by the Zhong family. The children of the Zhong family did not know how this woman got it?

Thinking of the woman's vague and fierce corpse energy, there is no real thrilling story behind her.

This ancient prescription has never been circulated before. How could ordinary people know the use of it? If Sima Yuanhe had not been the chance of that year, he would have probably not known the use of this prescription. Everyone said one by one and explained the source of the sale of these things clearly. Only three of them were really hard to find, and some had never even heard of them.

The woman thanked her one by one, behaved politely, gentle but not ashamed, and everyone was amazed.

Although Zhu Qingsheng was surprised by the woman's appearance and temperament, he felt something was wrong when he heard the prescription. Although he did not have such profound experience as Sima Yuan, he still felt something was wrong from those items. Some of these things were things that suppressed evil with goodness, and some were things that transformed poison and activated blood. It was okay to have one or two, but it was a bit strange to get together so many.

"I have Chiluo Stone here." A crisp and bright female voice came from outside the window.

Everyone's eyes were blurred. At some point in the lobby, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in the lobby. She was wearing a long dress with green landscape ink paintings. She splashed ink quickly and outlined a handsome and upright mountain. However, her strength was slightly insufficient and her artistic conception was much worse. Instead of the calm and powerful momentum of the mountain, she felt a little arrogant and unruly. At a glance, she could tell that this was painted by a woman.

Zhu Qingsheng was attracted by her landscape paintings. When the little girl turned around and looked around, she saw her appearance clearly. The little girl had a full forehead, bright eyes, thin lips and small nose, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and crystal clear skin. She was wearing a landscape painting skirt that was close to her body. The silk band tightened her waist, showing her slender and concave figure. Her hair was tied with a blue ribbon, and her behavior was brisk and brisk. She was also a rare beauty.

Someone among the people saw her appearance clearly and exclaimed: "Miss Hua Nonghua, are you back?!"

The little girl called Huanong giggled: "I didn't expect anyone else to know me here. Yes, I'm back." She glanced around and saw the woman in plain clothes and white skirt. She was as independent as plums in the crowd, with a detached temperament. She couldn't help but feel very heartbroken. She walked up and smiled softly: "Sister, it turns out that you are so beautiful, it's really enviable."

The woman smiled slightly: "How can my sister be as beautiful as she is. She will definitely be more beautiful than her sister in the future."

Hua laughed and said, "Sister has gone too far," and picked up the list and looked slowly.

These two people are gentle and gentle, and the other is bright and free and easy, both of which are hard to find. Now that they sat in the same place, everyone's eyes were straightened, and the inn, which was originally talking and laughing, became quiet again.

Sima Yuanji whispered: "It turns out to be the little girl from Goddess Peak. Judging from her age, she should be of the same generation as you."

Zhu Qingsheng was stunned: "What, what kind of peer generation? Master, is she from Goddess Peak?"

Sima Yuanji nodded and said, "It's the little disciple of Goddess Peak. Have you seen the little girl's clothing? It's the main peak of Goddess Peak. Since their disciples first showed their skills at the age of twelve, they must draw the Goddess Peak on a long blue skirt and wear it on them. It will be done once a year. The elders in the sect use this to see how these disciples are skilled andhave their character. This is also an unwritten rule for them."

Zhu Qingsheng suddenly realized that he often heard from his master that although a person's language and expression can lie or fake, only the pen and ink instruments revealed under his hands cannot deceive people. Calligraphy, paintings, piano sounds, and chess can all show a person's character. These are all born from the heart and cannot be adulterated.

Although he doesn't know calligraphy and painting, he can roughly see a little bit. The girl's flower-drawn landscape skirt is too impatient, fast and unstable, and her personality is refreshing and direct.
Chapter completed!