The woman put away the halberd, sat on the giant dragon-scale horse, looked down at the green-clothed man below, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"
The man in the blue shirt picked up the white fox smiling face mask on the ground, blew off the ashes, put it on his face again, and said with a smile: "I am the guide of Huangquan for this mountain charm."
He turned and left, but the woman did not stop him, the summer wind blew, and the drooping sleeves of the man in the green shirt fluttered, making him look extremely eye-catching.
The remaining body of the mountain charm was trampled to pieces by the dragon-scale giant horse.
The woman glanced at the back of the man in green shirt, pulled the reins, and rode straight back to the mansion. The three thousand men scattered and went back to their homes.
The old housekeeper was guarding the door, and when he saw the woman came back, he smiled happily, hurried to greet her, and said loudly: "Welcome the general back to the mansion!"
The woman raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Come on, I always greet you, and I don't know how to change the word."
The old butler laughed awkwardly, intending to tell the woman what happened in the mansion in the past few days, focusing on the white fox Mr. Chen Jiu.
But before he could talk to the woman, a man in green shirt with a white fox face came slowly on the road, holding a jug of wine in his hand, lifted some of the white fox mask slightly, and drank from time to time.
The woman sat on the horse, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the man in green shirt leisurely.
Chen Jiu also stopped where he was, a little astonished.
The two stalemate for a while.
Chen Jiu suddenly raised his hand, picked up the jug, and asked the woman tentatively, "Take a sip?"
The woman sneered and asked back: "Drink the broken wine?"
Chen Jiu wondered, "If you don't drink, what are you doing staring at my flagon?"
The woman raised her eyebrows again, "Is this bad wine good?"
Chen Jiu gave her a blank look through the mask, drank a sip of wine, ignored her, and walked straight to the general's mansion.
The woman's expression was slightly weird.
The old butler stopped Chen Jiu, and warmly introduced to the woman: "General, this is our new guest, Mr. Chen, who has solved a difficult matter for our mansion..."
The woman directly interrupted the old housekeeper's words, and said indifferently: "I have seen it."
Chen Jiu stopped at the entrance of the mansion for a while, frowned and looked at the woman's eyes, quite surprised.
This wave, this wave is destined to meet thousands of miles away.
However, the general in the general's mansion turned out to be a woman, and he had never heard of it before, which surprised him.
The old butler didn't expect that he had met the two before, seeing that the atmosphere was still a little weird, he wiped his forehead with his sleeve, looked at his nose, looked at his heart, and blended the two.
The woman didn't look at Chen Jiu again, and rode into the mansion, and casually ordered to the old housekeeper: "Bring a jug of good wine for the guests, don't drink this cheap fruit wine, it's a disgrace to the general's mansion."
The old butler hurriedly bowed his head and said yes.
Chen Jiu smacked his lips, tasted the sweet and sour taste, and felt that women don't know what to buy, so there is no reason to drink such delicious wine because it is cheap.
The old butler got the order, and asked Chen Jiu tactfully, "I wonder what kind of wine Mr. Chen likes?"
Chen Jiu asked: "Is there any kind of sweet and sour?"
The old butler hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly, "Yes."
Chen Jiu became interested and asked curiously, "What wine?"
The old housekeeper said in a low voice: "Medical wine..."
He paused for a moment, then added softly: "The treatment of bruises is very exciting, just wipe it off, it's what I did when I sprained my waist last time."
Chen Jiu was silent for a moment, and finally patted the old housekeeper's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly: "Brother, pay more attention to your waist when you are active."
The old butler nodded and smiled, "I know, I know."
I just don't know if the two of them meant the same thing.
The man in green shirt held the jug, and went to the high place of the mansion again without saying a word, and sat quietly in the breeze.
When the moon came at night, the woman took off her armor, changed into a luxurious golden dress, and stood beside the guest in blue with a jug of wine.
Summer is really a season with a lot of cool wind.
Unintentionally, the woman's golden skirt dangled.
Chen Jiu turned his head and looked up at her. The woman pressed her skirt slightly and cast a glance at him.
Chen Jiu turned back again, and continued to look at his Xia He, listening to the sound of frogs and cicadas.
The woman handed the wine to him, raised her eyebrows and said, "Try this."
Chen Jiu took it casually, took a sip, and frowned slightly after combining bitterness and hotness, "What the hell?"
The woman stood straight, looking down at him, "Longtan wine."
Chen Jiu was taken aback, "Did you drink phlegm for me?!"
Is this something that humans can do?
The woman cast a glance at him, "Tan of water."
Only then did Chen Jiu feel relieved, but he also disliked it. He took the wine away, then fished out his own fruit wine, and tasted it in small sips. It was very pleasant.
The woman only thought he was ignorant, so she didn't look at him, she turned to look at Mingyue, and asked: "You have helped my general's mansion a lot, what reward do you want?"
Chen Jiu asked curiously, "What can I ask for?"
The woman glanced at him and said, "You can ask for anything, but I will only give what I want."
This is very boring.
Chen Jiu waved his hand, "Forget it, you can't give me what I want, and there are a lot of things I don't want, why don't I. I've lived in your house for so many days, let's take it as the accommodation fee."
The woman's golden pupils were shining, she folded her hands on her chest, looked at the world in front of her, raised her eyebrows and said: "Then I owe you a favor, and you will use it later."
The woman spoke with great certainty.
Chen Jiu laughed, "Okay, if you can't fight in the future, let's first say that I am a guest staying at the General's Mansion in Nanyang Capital City for a few days, and tell him to be gentle."
The woman also laughed, looked at Chen Jiu, and said calmly: "One day, I will call Tianguangzhou, so the monks dare not touch you after hearing this sentence."
She is very confident because she is a born emperor.
Did the emperor of Nanyang City think that finding some monks to worship and dispersing power would be able to contain her?
It's hilarious.
The emperor of Nanyang capital city only had this ridiculous twist and turn in his mind.
What a short-sighted thing.
If she, Zhao Shuo, wanted the throne of Nanyang Capital, how could he have a chance to sit on it?
It's just that she doesn't look down on a mere Nanyang capital at all. Her plan is bigger and more, and it is definitely the most shocking in history.
Because what she pictured was the throne of the monk sect and the mortal capital of the entire Tianguang Prefecture.
She wants to proclaim herself emperor in one state!
This is a matter of course for women.
She turned to look at Chen Jiu, and suddenly asked, "Are you also born with golden pupils?"
Chen Jiu shook his head and replied: "It was normal at first, but then it became discolored."
The woman stopped talking and watched the breeze blow her dream into the city.
There is also a slight breeze blowing in the distance.
Chen Jiu lay down with the breeze, and cast a glance at the woman from bottom to top.
Maybe it's because the breeze is very sensible, lifting up the hem of the skirt a little.
So Chen Jiu quickly sat up again, sitting upright, without squinting.
Zhao Shuo frowned, looked at the man in blue, and asked in a deep voice, "What did you see?"
Chen Jiu shook his head and only said one thing.
"Hey, the wind is very noisy today."
The woman nodded, "You have to die too."
Carrying the aura of heaven and earth in her palm, she cut towards Chen Jiu's neck.
Chen Jiu flicked his fingers, and Wu Yun pointed at the palm of the woman's hand, swinging the palm away.
The woman's golden pupils were shining, and she suddenly pressed down, her skirt was like a throat-cutting knife, forcing Chen Jiu off the roof.
The two of them landed in the courtyard, and the golden light in their eyes was gradually growing.
In the unpredictable weather in early summer, heavy rain suddenly fell, without any warning, it poured down, as if it wanted to extinguish the golden light of the two of them.
Chen Jiu's sleeves were drooped by the heavy rain, and they were sticky and condensed together, tightly wrapping the broken arm, showing the outline.
Chen Jiu raised his broken arm, laughed at himself, and then fell silent.
The woman turned and left.
Chen Jiu was stunned in the rain for a moment, then murmured, "It's all right, I still have one hand."
But that's all to comfort myself.
The woman was holding an umbrella, and she had already stood beside him in a trance, covering the falling rain, and said with a frown.
"Today's weather is a bit weird. When I was beating someone before, the weather wouldn't dare to rain like this."
Chen Jiu was stunned for a while, then smiled and said, "Me too, but it's the other way around. During many fights, the weather wasn't too good."
The woman raised her eyebrows, "Then we count as yin and yang clashing?"
Chen Jiu was stunned again, and quickly waved his hands, "I can't do it, I can't do it."
The woman looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that there was something in his words.
Chen Jiu took off the white fox mask, wiped the rain on it, turned to look at the woman, smiled brightly, and said sincerely, "Thank you."
Zhao Shuo turned his head away and looked at the ripples on the lake, "Actually, the heavy rain is not bad."
Chen Jiu nodded, "Yes."
So it rained for a long time.
The two also watched for a long time.