Chapter 1227 Me!librarian!No emotion! (8)
Chapter 1227 Me!librarian!No emotion! (8)
Chapter 1227 Me!librarian!No emotion! (eighteen)
"Senior Brother Zhou, there's no need for us to rush on our way, right? The young pavilion master has high martial arts skills, but he has less time outside, so nothing will happen in such a short period of time."
Wang Xuexing, who was guarding and practicing martial arts with Zhou Jiasheng, was squatting on the side of the road panting at this moment. He really didn't know why his senior was so anxious to find Jiang Yu. The two juniors rushed on the road non-stop, and changed horses when they encountered the post station of Muhuan Pavilion on the road. They didn't stop at all, and the crazy Wang Xuexing's butt hurt.
"Can I not be in a hurry for the task sent by the pavilion master? Besides, you also know that the young pavilion master seldom goes down the mountain. Although the young pavilion master has high martial arts skills, he can't bear the fact that there are many villains at the bottom of the mountain. In case of poisoning or something what to do?"
Although Zhou Jiasheng was also tired, he was more worried about Jiang Yu's safety. Zhou Jiasheng had greeted Jiang Yu when Jiang Yu went down the mountain before. He thought he didn't think so much, but after what Mo Yan said, Zhou Jiasheng also felt that Jiang Yu was alone. Going down the mountain is a bit dangerous.
Their young pavilion master gives people the impression of high martial arts, that is because their young pavilion master has reached the congenital Dzogchen at the age of 16. I heard that this age and this martial arts realm are really powerful, but after going down the mountain , the number of Grandmaster Realms is a little bit less!
A woman with a ponytail and a sword on her back came out of the station leading the horse that needed to be replaced when she heard the conversation between Zhou Jiasheng and Wang Xuexing, "Senior Brother Zhou is right, Senior Brother Wang, don't squat there, Hurry up and help change the horses and take a short rest, let's continue on our way."
"Tch~" Wang Xuexing stood up and walked to the stables. He passed by the ponytailed woman and muttered in a low voice, "The husband sings and the wife follows!"
The girl with the ponytail blushed when she heard the words, and she was randomly ashamed and angry, "Senior Brother Wang, are you courting death!?"
Seeing the posture of the woman with ponytails, Wang Xuexing immediately took a step back and waved his hands, "Junior Sister Mei, Junior Sister Mei! We gentlemen don't move at the entrance of the hole! Put down the sword!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Zhou Jiasheng stepped forward to stop him, "Okay, okay. Xiaomei, ignore him. Wang Xuexing, hurry up and lead the horse!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away, Brother Zhou, you have to stop her!" Wang Xuexing walked around behind Zhou Jiasheng, and fed a pill to Zhou Jiasheng's horse while Zhou Jiasheng was talking to Xiaomei.
Wang Xuexing glanced at Xiaomei and Zhou Jiasheng again, his eyes darkened, he turned and walked into the stable, and after feeding his horse a pill, Wang Xuexing led the horse out of the stable, "Senior Brother Zhou, Junior Sister Mei, let's go. "
"Okay!" Zhou Jiasheng got on his horse and drove the rest of the people towards Ningnan.
Not long after they left, a small head emerged from the woods next to the stable, "Wang Xuexing! You little bastard!"
If Jiang Yu was here, he would definitely recognize this person, it was the little junior sister who was cleaning the tree-lined path when Jiang Yu went down the mountain and witnessed Jiang Yu's second illness attack.
Not long after the junior sister emerged from the woods, another woman emerged from the woods, "Zhuyu? What did you say?"
"It's nothing. Wenwen, you go back to the mountain first."
"Ah~?" Wenwen just got out of the woods and was cleaning the leaves and cocklebur on her body when she heard Zhuyu say that she would not go, "I'll go back first? What about you?"
"I feel that little bastard Wang Xuexing is not a good thing. You go back to the master and tell the master that Wang Xuexing fed the horses of Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Sister Mei with medicine, and ask the master to tell the Pavilion Master."
"Why did Wang Xuexing give senior brother Zhou and..."
"No, no!" Wenwen was interrupted by Zhuyu before finishing her sentence, "That brat Wang Xuexing and our master, you can't tell the master, you go directly to the pavilion master!"
As soon as Zhu Yu finished speaking, she thought about it for a while. This is not good. Isn't this a lack of trust in Master? "Wenwen, you should go to Master, let Master go to the Pavilion Master!"
After Zhuyu finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong. On weekdays, Master and Wang Xuexing were close, and the relationship was better than their relationship with Master. What if Master and Wang Xuexing were in the same group?
"Wenwen, you should go directly to the Pavilion Master!"
Wenwen's face was confused at this time, and she didn't understand anything, "Who am I looking for? What do I want?"
Zhuyu poked Wenwen's forehead, "Oh, why are you so stupid?"
Wenwen...
Wenwen blinked her Kazilan's big eyes, her eyes were full of innocence, "Zhuyu, you let me find my master, you let me find my master, and you didn't let me find my master, who should I find? What do you say when you find it?"
Zhuyu was helpless, and sighed for a long time. She was cute on the outside, but at least she could turn her head around. Although she didn't turn around very quickly, this Wenwen was cute from the outside to the inside, and she didn't turn her head around. of!
Zhuyu wanted to explain clearly to Wenwen and ask Wenwen to help him find a solution, but Zhuyu felt that telling Wenwen was useless.
"Forget it, you can go directly to the pavilion master! That little bastard Wang Xuexing has a good relationship with the master. It will be bad if the master and Wang Xuexing are in the same group. When you find the pavilion master, just tell the pavilion master, and I will see it with my own eyes." When Wang Xuexing gave medicine to Senior Brother Zhou and his horse in order to delay Senior Brother Zhou from finding the Young Pavilion Master, there is no need to say anything else! Do you remember?"
Wenwen pondered for a while, then repeated Zhuyu's words in her heart, then nodded her head, "Remember!"
"Repeat!"
"Go back to the Pavilion Master and tell the Pavilion Master that I saw Wang Xuexing with my own eyes..."
"It's not you! It's me! I saw it with my own eyes!" It's not that Zhuyu wanted to stop the credit, it's Wenwen who said she saw it, the pavilion master might not believe it!
There are many kinds of pills in Lehuan Pavilion, and there are also many kinds of packaging, and there are also many kinds of poisons and medicines for treating injuries. If Wenwen said that she saw it, the owner of the hall might think that Wenwen was wrong.
But it would be wrong to say that Zhuyu saw it, because most of the medicinal formulas in Mu Huan Pavilion are related to Zhuyu.
Zhuyu's medical skills are well-known in martial arts.
"Oh~" Wenwen nodded and repeated, "You saw it with your own eyes..."
"Zhuyu saw it with her own eyes!"
"Okay, Zhuyu saw with her own eyes that Wang Xuexing gave medicine to Senior Brother Zhou and his horse in order to delay Senior Brother Zhou from finding the Young Pavilion Master. There is no need to say anything else!"
Zhuyu helplessly supported his forehead, "Okay, that's it, don't make a mistake, you go back first."
Wenwen turned around and went into the woods, found the horse the two of them had hidden, got on the horse and headed back in the direction they came from.
The two of them didn't follow Zhou Jiasheng all the way here, seeing Zhou Jiasheng and his party was purely coincidental.
Zhuyu walked into the post station, showed his identity card, led a new horse, and chased in the direction of Zhou Jiasheng and the others, "Little bastard, if you dare to harm the young pavilion master, you must be killed!"
Ask Mo Yan to help investigate who wants to attack Her Excellency Mu Huan.
(End of this chapter)
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