Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Before Li Zun hurriedly left, he explained that people were going to deliver meals to Shi Niangzi. Li Fu ’s kitchen lady specially prepared a millet porridge and brought it in. In less than ten minutes, she brought it out intact and her face was filled with depression. .

"What's the matter?" Mu Yao stopped chopsticks holding vegetables and asked the dazed cook who was standing in front of the screen with a tray.

The kitchen lady pointed to the ten-girl room and lowered her voice: "No one knocked on the door. She pushed the door and looked at it. The lady was lying on the bed with her back to me. The tent was not hung up, and she didn't seem to wake up." There was also some sorrow, "This has been lying for a day, what will happen?"

She wiped the sweat of her palm on her apron and asked worriedly, "The lord is not here, several alchemists are very knowledgeable, do you need me to call a middle man ..."

"Not necessary for the time being." Mu Yao smiled slightly and appeased, "You go down first, after today, if there is no improvement, go to Langzhong."

The fat kitchen lady had no idea. Hey, she returned to the kitchen with the tray and muttered in her mouth: "It's a pity to make the rotten millet porridge ..."

Chu Chu was sitting on Liu Fuyi's lap and was eating the shrimp he fed, and suddenly closed his mouth.

Liu Fuyi picked up her handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and asked softly, "Don't you eat?"

After taking the medicine, Chu Chu's complexion returned to normal, and almost no sickness could be seen. She obediently asked Liu Fuyi to clean her mouth, looked at him, and seemed to have something to say.

"Chu Chu, is there anything else uncomfortable?" Mu Yao's tone was a little nervous.

Mu Yao and Liu Fuyi, one holding the little girl to wipe her mouth, the other holding a spoon to prepare the soup at all times, cooperate with the tacit understanding, if it is not Ling Miaomiao who knows the inside, they really think they are a pair of love Young parents.

Ling Miaomiao turned her head and was interested in observing Mu Sheng. He saw his long eyelashes overturned and was eating seriously while holding a bowl. He didn't react too much to the scene in front of him.

She disappointed her cheek and stared at him carefully, trying to catch a clue from his face, but unexpectedly the sound of the admiration suddenly raised her eyes, and the two's eyes hit one place.

The juvenile was stared a little bit hard to swallow, so he couldn't help raising his eyes and saw her eyes trembling, like a spotted deer, extremely vivid.

His heart jumped abruptly, immediately lowering his eyes and glancing at the dishes on the table, seeming to be thinking about which plate to chopsticks in quickly to stop her mouth.

Ling Miaomiao was able to remove the prophet from his awkward movements, immediately removed his face and warned: "I don't want--"

Mu Sheng shook his hand, and the carrot pieces he caught fell off. He looked up at her, his eyes dark and dark. Miao Miao let him look like this. The words in his mouth immediately turned, "... don't eat carrots ... eat chicken."

He also extended the bowl cooperatively.

Mu Sheng's expression inadvertently cleared up, and instead he caught a piece of salt crisp chicken and threw it into her bowl, stiffly looking away: "Eat your meal, don't look around."

In my heart, I'm wandering: It's amazing how rabbits don't eat carrots.

The rabbit opened her mouth with three petals: "I hate carrots most, especially cooked carrots." She stared angrily at the carrot sirloin on the table as she saw the chicken, as if she saw her rival.

It was natural, Mu Sheng thought, how could a rabbit like to eat cooked radish.

Miao Miao was eating, remembering that she glanced at Mu Sheng's expression, and found that his low eyes even had a faint smile, and she was suddenly surprised.

Both Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao acted as loving couples in front of him, and he could still laugh—

When it's over, the black lotus is out of breath.

"Chu Chu, do you have something to say to Sister Mu?" Mu Yao fed half a bowl of soup. Chu Chu drank absent-mindedly and choked twice. His bright eyes kept staring at her, seeming to stop talking.

Chu hesitated a little, untied his clothes with his small hands, "brushed" and pulled up, a few white kraft paper bags were bulgingly attached to the snow-white belly, and two eyes stared timidly at Mu Yao's face, It seems to be watching whether she is angry.

"..." Mu Yao's smile stiffened on his face, and he said a moment.

For a long while, Liu Fuyi took out the paper bags one by one and put them on the table, and touched her head: "Did you deliberately hide the medicine?"

Chu Chu nodded timidly, seeming a little wronged, and a little ignorant: "I don't want my dad to visit Aunt Ten ..." She thought for a moment, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes. Dad is going to see her, she hides her face in the quilt and scolds Dad fiercely. "

Because Chu Chu was weak and might be in danger, Li Zhun didn't worry about prosthetic hands, and deliberately placed her bed in the room between herself and Shi Niangzi, separated only by a screen. Across the screen, the young Chu Chu repeatedly saw the ten ladies "change their faces", which might have left a serious psychological shadow.

Mu Yao sighed, rubbing her soft hair reluctantly.

The sky was getting dark, and the twilight was falling, and it was already evening.

Throughout the day, the ten ladies didn't step out of the room one step at a time. They didn't eat, drink or talk, making the protagonist helpless.

According to previous plans, they should go out to explore the fragrance factory in the evening. But there was a little girl in Liu Fuyi's arms who said she wouldn't take a break. She still glared at her with big eyes, snuggling snuggly at Liu Fuyi, and her small hand was still holding his shirt, afraid she would fall asleep, He will be left alone with Ten Lady.

Li Zhun is away, and people are undecided. Liu Fuyi is the only person she can rely on now. She has already put a spell on the protagonist group, that is, she is directly enemies with the ten ladies. Once discovered, the consequences are unpredictable.

For this reason, the protagonist group is not at ease to leave her alone in Li Mansion. Several people discussed, Liu Fuyi said: "So, let's go with Chu Chu ......"

Mu Yao was stared at by Chu Chujing's bright eyes, and did not immediately object.

On the contrary, Mu Sheng was somewhat reluctant: "Sister A, the road is hard and difficult, and she has asthma, which is probably not convenient."

Chu Chu's mouth twitched, his eyes grudged, and turned to lie in Liu Fuyi's arms: "I'm afraid of this brother ..."

Mu Sheng sneered and turned his head, black eyes looked out the window, no longer speaking.

Mu Yao looked at Chu Chu's thin back, and it seemed that she made up her mind: "Why not, I will take care of her on the way."

Chu Chu immediately sat up straight, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and slapped his palm: "Great, I can go for a walk!"

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the group of four took the dangerous road of "Walking the Bend".

Liu Fuyi stretched his arms to support Chu Chu, Mu Yao stood aside, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently sorted the collar of the little girl's cloak. The grass under the moon glowed with silver, and beside it was the gurgling stream.

This silhouette is warm and harmonious, and it is like a painting that has been quiet for years.

In contrast, the sound of admiration behind them was half submerged in the darkness, kicking the stones absently absently, and it was a lonely night traveler.

The cool night dew ran down the leaves of the plant, dripping down on the back of his hand, making him full of coolness. He grabbed the leaves and rubbed them at his fingertips, couldn't help looking back at the figure of the girl.

Ling Miaomiao took two steps to keep up with him. The black and white Xingzi eyes just happened to look over, and the fluffy collar on her jacket lined her red face. She stretched out her palms and even wore a pair in her hands. The glove woven from the thread looks like a little tiger with two wide claws: "Look, Mu Sheng, I am wearing a fall jacket!"

He lowered his eyes to conceal the warmth that appeared under his eyes, and whispered, "Huh."

Ling Miaomiao was very disappointed: "Why are you so sloppy, is it frozen?"

She pulled off Mu Sheng's cloak, grabbed his clothes and squeezed a few times, and twitched in her mouth, "Can't Mu Gong afford the winter coat so little?" She took off her gloves briskly towards him Waving: "My dad woven it for me, it's warm. Well, would you try it?"

The boy in black slowly pulled his sleeve out of her hand, do n’t overdo it, and paused for a long time before saying: "... Wear it yourself."

Alas-Ling Miaomiao exhaled a white breath, patting the gloves a little melancholy. The black lotus is so cold.

The night of Jingyangpo was very quiet, the sky was poured like thick ink, it was pure and distant, and the stars and the stars were sour and cold. Under the influence of the Yin and Yang cracks, the autumn insects ceased to sing, and occasionally came the weird rustling sound. There seemed to be a lot of invisible things huddled together behind the tree.

At night, the dormant monsters came out to breathe. Fortunately, Chu Chu had fallen asleep in Liu Fuyi's arms, and did not hear these creepy voices.

The gurgling water approached, and occasionally came out with gurgling bubbles. Mu Yao and Liu Fuyi, who were walking in front, stopped, and the running water shone coldly under the moonlight, and the wind blew the grass beside the river, moistening the plant's half-waist.

It's time to cross the dark river again.

Mu Yao took the lead and opened the way. Liu Fuyi hugged Chu Chu and followed him. He looked back at Miao Miao, just preparing to say something. Seeing that Mu Sheng had already bent down naturally, his hands were resting on his knees, and the wind was blowing his The hair band, like a butterfly spreading its wings, inadvertently landed on his black hair.

Seeing this scene, Brother Liu, who was enlightened by the wind, closed his mouth with relief, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.

Mu Sheng's waist was bent naturally, Ling Miaomiao was lying more naturally, and he was as skilled as riding his own old man's foal, holding his neck to take advantage of it. Mu Sheng bent her knees and put it on his back lightly With his back on his back, he stepped into the dark river.

The hungry monsters under the water were attracted by strangers and surrounded them in an instant.

Mu Sheng stared silently at the surface of the water, and the paper in his hand kept digging into the water, the angles were tricky, accurate and ruthless, as if all barracudas, but only made a slight murmur, even the water splash did not splash much.

He fought with half-heartedness, and still kept his ears listening to the **** his back. But Ling Miaomiao was very quiet today. He waited and waited until he saw her. In Nahan, I heard her say the first sentence on his back, which was still a particularly melancholy tone: "Mu Sheng, when will you say that I can cross the Underwater by myself?"

The teenager's face sank sharply.

Ling Miaomiao felt that his arms tightened a moment, and her thighs were aching, and she twisted twice, and then he heard him say, "Do you want to cross the river like that?"

"Actually, I'm too lazy to cross the river by myself ..." She bent her lips, and her cool face accidentally touched him, muttering, "But I think it's troublesome for you to cross the river every time. . "

Her skirt hangs in the air, the corners of the skirt are covered with water, and sometimes she touches her calf. She feels cold and biting, not to mention Mu Sheng's two legs soaked directly in the water.

"..."

"Sister Mu is also a girl. She can cross the river on her own, so I can." She played with the collar of Mu Sheng and asked, "Is the water cool?"

Mu Sheng paused for a long time before answering: "... not cold."

The voice was very soft, almost like talking to yourself.

"Then when can I cross the river by myself?"

He didn't seem to like this difficult problem. After a long silence, he found the wording: "Waiting for you to learn to use rune paper."

"I will!" Miao Miao was so excited that she shot him on the back. "Brother Liu taught me the mantra. I still remember it now. Would you like me to back it for you?"

The teenager seemed a little annoyed: "No."

"Then you give me rune paper, I'll give it a try." She was still immersed in excitement, and began to tug at Mu Sheng's sleeves, "Is there anything left, give me a few sheets?"

"No." He answered coldly, turning his head to look at her warningly, his eyes dark, "Don't move."

"... You're so stingy." Miao Miao twisted angrily for a while, and got no response, so she lay on her back boringly without moving, and began to fall asleep for a while.

When she was quiet, she showed the solitude of the night, beside her there was only the sound of whirling water, and the murmur of bubbling bubbles in the water.

Mu Sheng walked, his pace slowed down, and he spread a hand very lightly, and pulled out a pile of yellow runes from his arms. He dropped his long eyelashes, clicked it with one hand, and silently tucked it back into her furry jacket.

The girl slept sleepily, her eyes didn't open, felt his touch, shrunk a little, and pressed it softly, complaining in her mouth: "... Don't poke me."

He quickly withdrew his hands, and picked up her knee bend again, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.