Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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As a veteran flying sword ambassador, Lu Jia has been to many places, has visited many sects, and has sent letters and articles to countless monks and ordinary people. He used to be a loose man. After he entered the Golden Age, he had been stagnant and could not afford expensive medicinal herbs. He could only join the station and become a member of the Flying Sword Messenger. Fortunately, the monks were very courteous to the flying sword messengers, and did not dare to rob them of the risk of offending the major gates. Especially two hundred years ago, after a famous Yuan Ying ancestor wrote a tribute to praise them, their status in the realm of cultivation is even higher, and they are praised by countless people as hopes, the guides of love and emotion. .

This time, letting his veteran go to Shuguangzong to send things, it was specially arranged by the station. I was afraid that the new Feijian ambassador would have a shallow qualification and couldn’t hold his breath and missed it in front of Shuguang. After Lu Jia went into Shuguangzong, he felt that he was very thoughtful when he stood on this matter. The jealousy of the sword and the expressionless expression of the swordsman made him have a soft impulse.

But despite this, he stood up straight and stood firm, and the dignity of the gold-flying swordsman could not be lost.

"These things are really sent by the servant in your mouth?" Jin Yue looked at the various packages that were tied with oil paper and moved his fingers. One of the parcels came to him. When you open the parcel, you can see that it is not a secret book, nor a rare herb, but... bacon?

"This is Qiucheng's most famous honey-flavored bacon. It tastes sweet and chewy. It is a must-have dish for foreign monks to Qiucheng." The flying swordsman saw the presence of people very strange, thinking that they were worried about eating unsanitary, even though I am very afraid of these people, but he still tries his best to explain it. "Please rest assured that the people we stand on are very good at knowing the virtues. In the process of packing, we pay great attention to the health situation, and we will not steal more than two. It is the word that the customer signs when placing the order. You can check the quantity and weight according to the contents of the order."

"The person who sent the thing, really said that he is called Zong Zong?" The Songhe Peak, sitting at the bottom of the song, couldn't help but ask again. "You remember correctly?"

"Please be assured of the distinguished guests, we will never mistake the customer's information." Lu Jiadao, "Please believe in our ability to work."

The entire hall was in silence, and Jin Yue signed his name on the confirmation sheet: "There is a laborer."

"You're welcome." After getting the confirmation, Lu Jia no longer wants to stay here more. When he leaves the main hall, he jumps on Feijian and leaves the Shuguangzong without returning. It is too stressful to talk to these swords. It is not good for longevity to stay too long.

"Sovereign, do you say this is any suggestion?" Songhe turned over and over again and saw the special product. I didn't see any special logo on it. "Is there something happening in Qiucheng?"

Jin Yue brows tightly: "Send a disciple to Qiucheng to inquire."

"I will arrange it." Songhe stood up and hurried out, fearing that his movements were slow, and irreparable things would happen.

Yunhuamen played on the martial arts field. The inner disciples were teaching new disciples to practice the swordsmanship. They saw a flying sword messenger led by the disciple of the Wuxingtang into the main hall, silently guessing who sent the things to the head.

The new disciple saw the inner door brothers and sisters hiding in the whisper and gave birth to curiosity.

When it was late in the evening, they realized that the pro-transmission sister of Qi Yuefeng sent the souvenirs to the head, the peak and the pro-disciples. Even when they were eating at night, there were a few pieces of Qiucheng-style bacon in the bowl.

Gao Jian, who is slightly fat, was very happy. When he saw that there was no chopsticks around him, he asked, "Do you not like it?"

Guining Xiaoxiang: "I heard that the peak of the morning peak and the relationship between the peak of the Qiyue peak is not very good?"

Gao Jian played a few mouthfuls of rice and didn't understand what it meant to return to Ning.

"When the sister-in-law sent a special product to Chen Xiafeng, I was not afraid of being angry with the Lord of the Moon." Guining lowered his eyes. "Be a disciple, shouldn’t you listen to Master?"

"This is true, but the two peaks are not hateful, do not need to make such a stiff?" Gao Jian looked around and reached for the shoulders of Guining. "Don’t say, this. It’s hard to hear the words."

Guining pushed Gao Jian’s hand on his shoulder and put a piece of bacon into his mouth. Until the end of his meal, the other meat in the bowl did not move. Gao Jian swallowed the throat, so delicious bacon can be left, picky food is not a good habit.

The snow has not stopped. He and Yuzong left Qiucheng and went east. When they were dark, they were still in the woods. In the winter, the leaves of many trees have fallen off, and the snow is mixed with the decaying leaves, giving off a faint decay.

He jumped from the flying sword and glanced around. He said with enthusiasm: "Let's sleep in the tree tonight."

When Zong Zong opened the curtain, he saw that he was full of expectation for sleeping outside. He looked up and picked a big tree. He took something out of his sleeve and threw it on the tree. A log cabin appeared on the tree.

"Tree House?" He screamed, "Oh, you are so powerful, even this."

"It's just a worthless instrument." Mou Zong didn't think it was just a wooden house, which made him happy.

"I grew up so big, I have never lived in a tree house." I wanted to fly into the tree house to see it, and I was too embarrassed to be too eager to do so. I had to put my hand behind my back and use my feet to gently kick the snow on the ground. "I originally planned to use a branch to build a small nest."

After playing a few times, a black shadow suddenly appeared under the snow, and the black shadow emitted the aura, so that the surrounding grass grew a few green leaves.

Spirit or spirit? For a moment, I quickly reacted, and the toes swept up and chased them up. This spirit was very fast, and he flew around and slammed it on the ground before he succumbed to his own hands.

"Zhu Zong, is Zhu Hongcao!" 箜篌 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧 紧Take the jade pill box and eat it for your heart and lungs!"

Miao Zong saw her wolverine, her arms were reddened by ice and snow, and she was reluctant to loosen the red cabbage. Taking out a jade pill box, he squatted down and took the red cabbage in her hand, covered the lid, and reached into her: "The ground is cool."

"Nothing." He grabbed the hand of the Emperor and took the opportunity to stand up. Looking down at the clean palm of Miao Zongbai, she got the sludge, and some of her guilty eyes turned away, silently moving her hand to the back.

"You must collect this jade pill box. This kind of spirit grass is very rare. Before you return to the Zongmen, don't let others know that you have this." Zong Zong looked at the group of snow that was opened next to him. I feel like I am watching a miracle.

The growth of Zhu Hongcao is irregular and very rare. Even if you encounter it by chance, there will be a snake guard. Who can think of such a rare spirit grass, was kicked out by a few feet, as for the guardian spirit of the snake... Snowy weather, perhaps in hibernation?

"What are you doing for me?" I am inexplicable. "Is it not you who needs this?"

She is in good health, no disease, no disaster, what is left with this? Are you making a pill to eat?

Miao Zong lived and looked at the dirty girl in front of her eyes. After a long while, she found her voice: "Give me?"

"Yes." He nodded. "Give it to you." I suspect that the brain of the ancestors was too sick for a long time and the reaction ability was somewhat slow. However, this is the first friend she met after she went down the mountain. Even if she is stupid, she can't be disgusted.

"Do you know that this is Zhu Hongcao?" Yan Zong reached out to pick up the dead leaves between the hair, and laughed. "How can I give it to me?"

"It’s just because I know, I will give it to you." I think the question of Zhai Zongti is a bit strange. In the three of them, he is in poor health. He always coughs along the way. Who does this medicine give him?

Mou Zong feels that looking at his eyes at this moment seems to be asking him, are you stupid? He clenched the jade pill box and laughed out loud, because he laughed too loudly, and couldn't help but cough a few times, and the ear tip and cheeks were red.

"Oh, thank you." His eyes were bright.

Looking at his eyes, I remembered the stars in the summer night, and flashed and looked good.

"You're welcome." She waved her hand generously, then remembered that her hand was still dirty, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Your arm is hurt." Zhai Zong took up the jade pill box, pulled out a soft and clean puff, bent over with the liquid to clean the bruises on his arm, wrapped the puff around her arm, "Snow Day." Cold, the wound heals slowly, and I can sleep tomorrow to get cured."

"Thank you." He looked up and sneaked at the wooden house on the tree, blushing. "Can I go up and see the tree house?" The house built on the tree must be fun.

"Yes." Yan Zongxiao, "Let's go see what is not satisfactory, I can refine it."

"Then I am going." I couldn't wait to fly on the tree and climbed into the wooden house.

Looking at the girl disappeared happily behind the tree house door, Miao Zong looked up at the tree house, and the smile on his face was still there.

"The son." Lin Biao walked behind him, it was difficult to conceal the excitement. "Really Zhu Hongcao?"

Let Yu Tuenmen search for the red groves that have not been found in the entire Ling dynasty, so it is so simple to go to the hands of the son? He looked at the pile of snow that had been kicked off on the ground and felt that the world was somewhat unreal.

Mou Zong nodded slightly: "Yes, this will sleep on the red grass."

In the realm of comprehension, there are countless monks and sorrows.

"Zhu Zong!" The window of the tree house opened, and the girl stretched out her head. The tone was as excited as the child who received the gift. "The tree house is beautiful. There are soft beds and various foods inside. You are well prepared!"

This instrument was given to him by an elder in Zongmen when he was very young. He never used it and didn't know what was inside.

"There are a lot of toys inside." After a while, the girl took out a tumbler bigger than her head from the house and handed it out to the window to make it clear. "This tumbler looks like you."

Miao Zong looked at the trembling of the eyebrows, the tumbler of the round belly, silently speechless.

This kind of tumbler without a foot, what is it like him?