Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Ling Miaomiao sat next to Mu Sheng's bed, stirred the medicine in the bowl, scooped it with a sip and tasted it, and the whole face suddenly wrinkled into a ball: "Bah, bah--"

Mu Sheng looked at her with a complex face: "That's my medicine, what are you drinking?"

"Can't I try the temperature ..." When she opened her mouth to complain, the tip of her tongue was still numb, and the astringent taste could not be circumvented in her mouth, and she couldn't help but put the medicine bowl on the table. The medicine cannot be drunk. People are suffering. "

"Why can't you drink it?" He just got up and drank it, and suddenly he paused, shaking his hand, and put the bowl back on the table.

"What's wrong," Ling Miaomiao was tense for a moment, "You hurt your hand too?"

The teenager touched his wrist and paused, then lowered his head and made an unclear "um" sound.

I don't remember his hand injury, is he too hard when pulling her under the fissure, and it is dislocated ...

Ling Miaomiao glanced at his cuff, "Where's the injury?"

He was silent for a few seconds, his ears turned red: "You don't know what you said."

She sighed sighingly, picked up the bowl, and put the spoon close to his mouth: "Then you have to ask sister Mu to check it out in the afternoon. Now let's make it up."

Mu Sheng lowered his head and drank the medicine very happily.

The room was quiet for a while.

After two sips, he suddenly lowered his eyes and said: "My head is always twisted, so tired."

"..." Ling Miaomiao looked at him speechlessly. He couldn't imagine that a person could feel tired just by moving his chin and lowering his head to drink medicine. "I'm sour with my hand raised."

He glanced at her, concisely: "Sit inside."

Ling Miaomiao looked down, her knees were already against the edge of the bed, and then went in ...

He simply kicked the two shoes and sat directly on the bed cross-legged. They were already on the bed, and they felt a little too rude to add a delay: "Do you mind?"

Mu Sheng lowered his head and looked at the bowl in her hand: "... don't talk nonsense."

Ling Miaomiao twisted her body and slowly moved to his side. He moved inwards and gave her a place.

"This is much more comfortable." Ling Miao Miao sighed, rubbing her fists, almost facing his side, the spoon stretched out, his mouth caught off guard, the medicine was poured directly, from the corner of the mouth, down his neck Nasty.

"Hey--" She quickly grabbed the handkerchief by the bed and caught the falling medicine, rubbed it along his neck, rubbed it to his mouth, and simply blocked his mouth, hatefully, " You also said that my mouth is leaking. I think you are really leaking. What gate should be closed when the water enters? "

Her four fingers pressed against the handkerchief. On the white handkerchief was his dark black eyes, and she looked at her without blink, with long lashes.

Looking at each other's eyes, Ling Miaomiao's breath was a little insufficient: "You ... don't you think this medicine is too bitter to drink?"

"..." His eyelashes flickered slightly, looking at her face without speaking.

She put the medicine bowl on the table, covered his mouth with one hand, and quickly pulled out a paper bag from her arms with one hand, unfolded it with one hand, picked up two sticky dates and stuffed it into his mouth, then immediately covered Keeping his mouth shut, fearing he would spit out resisting, he tilted his head and asked, "Is it sweet?"

The teenager's hand gently pinched her wrist, she removed the silk, he had swallowed the date silently.

Ling Miaomiao wiped her hands again, picked up the bowl again, and followed the temptation: "The good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. Sister Mu's love recipe for you, don't you finish it soon?" She opened her mouth slightly and vowed that she was kind The younger brothers are not so patient, "Ah--"

He looked at her slightly opened lips, and after a while, he spit out a word: "Sweet."

"..."

He choked into his lungs, Ling Miaomiao wanted to break the bowl. How could anyone have such a long reflection arc?

Mu Sheng took the medicine this time, and it was not smooth. He had to swallow a spoonful of medicine in three mouths to urge him, and he lowered his eyelashes and said lightly: "Hot."

"I just tasted it, it's not hot." Ling Miaomiao hated that iron was not steel, and the spoon almost fell on his lips, wishing to irrigate him, "or else, or blow yourself ..."

"..." He looked at the medicine, and then looked at her again. His eyes were full of condemnation, and Ling Miaomiao was a bit overwhelmed. He had to patiently air the cool breeze blowing into the window for ten minutes.

Again, he kept shutting from time to time, causing the medicine to flow.

"You can't even drink medicine." Ling Miao was annoyed, showing him a handkerchief covered with brown medicine, and Xingzi stared at him brightly.

Mu prestigiously gave her a glance, and was silent for a long time before speaking. His eyes were wronged: "It's too bitter."

She had nothing to refute, think about the taste just now, this medicine is really difficult to swallow, had no choice but to feed it in silence, the sweat in one head was dried by the wind again.

After drinking a bowl of medicine and taking three quarters of an hour, she could not wait to lose her temper.

After collecting the bowl, it was like fighting a battle, rubbing my sore wrist, and then remembered something: "Yes, my demon handle ..."

Mu Sheng heard that she removed her demon handle from her left wrist and looked up, but she was stunned.

She clenched her fist, exposing her slender haunted wrist, and reached it in front of him.

Her subconscious movements turned out not to reach out, but to ... ask him to wear them.

He hesitated for a long time, and was attracted by her wrist. The joints on the side of the wrist were slightly raised, the skin was smooth and delicate, and there was a little cyan blood vessel. Deep cuffs.

He hesitated for a long while, still unable to hold back, grasped her wrist.

The second monk, Ling Miao Miao Zhang, grabbed his hand without knowing it, and immediately felt his fingertips against her wrist, rubbing it back and forth a few times, making her hand itchy, and it seemed that there was a paw in her heart. scratch.

It feels like a child grabbed a new toy ...

Love it.

The moment when these four words popped out of her mind, she was full of excitement—how could such a ridiculous illusion arise.

Mu Sheng suddenly withdrew his hand, and his eyes seemed to have nowhere to put.

Ling Miaomiao stretched out her hand ignorantly: "Just ... was this just now?"

He held the handle of the demon in his hand, his eyelashes trembling, but his tone was very stable: "Nothing ... I'm afraid it won't fit, measure the size." Immediately, she pulled her wrist and quickly put it on without looking at her again.

Ling Miaomiao was guilty, holding her cheek and comparing her wrists, and muttered in her mouth: "I'm really getting fat recently ... but it's not so bad that I can't fit it." She paused. Poke him, "Then why didn't you measure it last time?"

"..."

He paused for a second, then suddenly pulled the quilt down and lay down, turning over into the tent and avoiding her from afar, "Go back."

"what?"

"You go ... I'm going to sleep."

Shi Niangzi's slender and beautiful ten-finger clings to the teapot. The clear tea is drawn into a line and poured into Mu Yao's tea cup.

"Thank you." Mu Yao looked at her beautiful profile and paused for a moment, her tone softened. "I guessed it earlier, and I misunderstood you ... sorry."

There are four small refreshments on the table, which are delicate and meticulous. They are all made by the mother of the owner, and they are arranged in person. As Mrs. Li, she is well-organized and impeccable.

Shi Niangzi's thick eyelashes were like a small fan flickering, and she smiled lowly and sweetly: "I once again heard an apology for catching a demon like a demon."

Mu Yao's expression is serious and sincere: "My Mu family has family training, and it is only for the defense of the demon, to protect the people's stability, and it will not be killed indiscriminately for no reason."

The ten maidens nodded and spoke softly: "Catch the demon family Mu Shi Guangfeng Jiyue, um, I heard a little."

Liu Fuyi also said: "I also owe you an apology, I'm sorry."

Ten Niang laughed: "A lie is a lie after all. There will always be a day when it is broken. I am a demon. Even if I hide it well, I will show my feet. How can I blame you? All the dust is settled, but I am at ease.

She placed the mint leaves decorated on the plate patiently and lowered her eyebrows for a long time: "It's just that I have a doubt and hid in my heart for a long time ..."

Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao looked at each other: "Let's talk about it."

Ten Niangzi raised the face of Qingguoqingcheng: "I and other demon-like people, who have all their limbs, feel that they are fortunate in their lives. For the appearance, they never pursue it deliberately. But for humans, what does the skin bladder mean? "

This sentence asked both of them.

On the night of her death, she wore a hood and took her child to the street to seek medical treatment, only half of her face was exposed. In the middle of the night, half of the hospitals were able to light her up, and people talked to her, most of them spoke softly, respectfully , Lest startled the heavenly man. There was no silver money on the body, and some people paid a lot of money.

But since she returned to Li's house with a carp essence shell, the world changed suddenly. The children on the street saw her crying, and the women whispered when she saw her. The men avoided her, and their eyes flashed with strange disgust.

She went to catch the medicine a few times, but the same hospital, the same guy, was cold-spoken and ignored.

Inside and outside Li Mansion, she walked everywhere, and there were laughs in the corner. The people looked at her curiously and in awe. When they spoke in person, they were respectful, but they never came close to her in the background.

In the earth-shaking changes, only a few people in her life circle treated her as usual, like the flames in the cold winter, Li Jun is one of them.

"At first I didn't understand ... Later, I gradually understood." She smiled bitterly, "The human world is still the same, but my face has changed."

She caressed her charming earlobe, her eyes blank, with a hint of subtle irony in her tone: "People, sometimes it's really weird. It seems that people who are not beautiful are not worthy of love, and people who are too beautiful are not worthy of love. I do n’t understand what they want. "

Mu Yao thought she seemed to have something to say: "Why is beauty a sin? Do you ever ..."

"No, it's not me." She explained, "Don't you know the one in Wufang Town? My fox girl, who was raised by her parents' ears since she was a child, this is a negative example. Grandma and dad used to treat me It ’s unclear to say that the skin is too beautiful, so even if I am a person, I always feel scared and trembling. ”

"Wufang Town ..." Liu Fuyi stared blankly for a moment, his eyes dazzled, "You mean ... Qilin Mountain ..."

Lingqiu is at the lower corner of Qilin Mountain. The Fei fox family knows "her", and it makes sense to think about it.

"Who remembers Kirin Mountain now?" Ten Niangzi looked at him faintly. "Living a joke, it's probably like this: the world only knows the town of Fangfang and doesn't know Kirin Mountain."

She seemed to feel the same, and it took a long time for a long sigh, "Is beauty beautiful? It's just that I love the wrong person."

Mu Yao listened for a long time, and then it came back, her throat tight: "Have you seen 'She'?"

Shi Niangzi nodded: "I was fortunate enough to have seen it as a child. At that time, she had not walked out of Qilin Mountain. She was also a naturally born demon, but she was much stronger than the fantasy demon. I have heard about it-today, the one in Wufang Town must have been out of control. "

Mu Yao was pale and inadvertently squeezed her hand to catch the demon handle: "She ... where is she?"

Shi Niangzi smiled slightly: "If you want to find her, go to Wufang Town and wait. That's where she came from and where she dreamed. Even if she ran to the end of the world, she would still return there ..."