i have a sword fairy

Chapter 61 What's in the Furnace
Zhao Rong bent over to release the cat and waved goodbye.

He raised his hand and pressed his hat, stuffed the odds and ends he took out into his arms, and continued down the mountain with Tingni Zijin Furnace in both hands.

Step on the bluestone steps covered with moss, don't dare to walk too fast, otherwise you will easily slip.

This winding mountain path is hidden in the quiet and lush mountain forest. For Zhao Rong at the moment, being inaccessible is its advantage, but looking around, this sloping path makes him lose his vision in the distance. , making him a little uneasy.

The ding-dong of the clear spring by the roadside is the only noise in this tranquility.

Zhao Rong hurried silently.

At a certain moment, the voice of Gui sounded in the heart lake, Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he looked at the Tingni Zijin Furnace in his hand. The next second, the divine furnace really changed!
However, what Zhao Rong didn't expect was that the Divine Furnace didn't get smaller, but got bigger!
get big!

Zhao Rong was taken aback and felt that a mountain barbarian was growing in his hands.

He slanted, and his whole body fell straight to the rushing mountain spring on the right side. He quickly let go of his hand and pulled back abruptly. After getting out of danger, he lost his balance and stumbled for a while.

boom!
The spring water splashed, and a few birds were startled in the forest on one side.

Zhao Rong stood up and silently watched as he fell into the spring water. At this moment, it was about five feet tall and wide, and Ting Ni Zijin Furnace was already half his height.

The cold and clear spring that hurried down from a height encountered an obstacle, strayed from the waterway, overflowed onto the stone steps, and wet someone's cloth shoes.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "You call this the size of a fist?"

Gui was still in the astonishment of the scene he saw when he stepped into the furnace after his divine sense took control of the Tingni Zijin furnace, and he didn't speak for a while.

The more angry Zhao Rong became, the calmer his tone became, "I'm sorry, Zhao's fist is not so big, I can't hold it, I'm disappointed."

He took a deep breath and looked left and right at the winding mountain road above and below, "You give me a quick change of it back!"

After returning slowly, the voice was faint: "Cover the hand again."

Disregarding the soaked cloth shoes, Zhao Rong stepped forward and slightly bent over to pick up the furnace cover that had fallen to the side, walked into the spring, and was about to straighten the Tingni Zijin furnace that was lying sideways in the spring.

"It won't take another half an hour, will it?"

"No, three breaths are enough."

Zhao Rong felt relieved.

"What are you doing?"

A woman said.

The voice was clear and clear.

The clear spring that immersed Zhao Rong's ankle like this for a moment, sent a chill to his heart.

Zhao Rong's body froze, and the movements in his hands stopped.

A woman in the lower left is watching him.

The fresh and comfortable mountain air a second ago was now dense like mercury in a tomb, pouring into the nose and mouth.

Zhao Rong suffocated his breath.

The leaves move silently, and the clear spring flows silently.

A gust of breeze blew through green forests, mountain springs, bluestones, ancient furnaces, men and women.

"say."

The woman's voice was like a broken silver bottle.

She looked coldly at the stooped man above who had his back turned to him, and the ancient three-legged furnace lying on the cobblestone under his feet.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes slightly, continued to hold one ear of the stove with one hand, and blocked the view with his body, quietly lowered the stove cover, and took out a rag from his arms.

Then, the man turned around, facing the woman who appeared in the corner below, playing with pure white jade Ruyi in her hand, and said blankly:

"Ah, what?"

Lan Yuqing did not repeat the words, and looked carefully at the man's face, which was half-covered by the hat.

The next second, she suddenly said, "Take off the hat."

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then nodded with a flattering smile, and where the woman could not see, the sole of his right foot immersed in the mountain spring arched and grabbed into the sand.

The man raised his right hand, freed two fingers from the hand that was holding the rag, pinched the low brim of his hat, paused for a moment, and then lifted it upwards, revealing his entire face in an instant.

Lan Yuqing stopped playing with Yu Ruyi in his hands, and squinted at the man's smiling face.

After a while.

She frowned slightly.

He raised his feet and climbed the steps, step by step, approaching the man standing beside an ancient furnace that fell to the ground.

Zhao Rong saw that the woman was getting closer and closer to him, and his smile became more "flattering". The sole of the ground-grabbing foot was deep in the sand and stone, so that the whole body tilted to the right, but because he was "respectful" Bending over, he couldn't see anything.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the gap between the thick forests on the right, silently calculating the distance, holding the rag and hat with his right hand on the ear of the Tingni purple gold stove, and stretched out a finger to touch the stove surface and touch the time. It has already exceeded three breaths.

Return to ask whether to close the furnace, Zhao Rong will wait in silence.

He didn't know whether he had been seen through, fluke and determination were intertwined in his heart.

So he was waiting, waiting for the expression of the unknown woman, no matter how subtle, he would immediately make up his mind to run or stay.

However, this woman has been expressionless all the time, and she has been looking straight ahead without looking at him, which made him even more uneasy.

Seeing the woman getting closer and closer, Zhao Rong's mind was like a string, tightening more and more tightly.

The stomping sound of the foot and the bluestone steps rang out, and Zhao Rong felt absurdly that it matched his own heartbeat.

Boom, boom, boom...

Finally, after she took a step, the two were only three meters apart, and this was already a faint red line drawn in Zhao Rong's heart.

Zhao Rong made up his mind secretly, said a word to Gui, and in the next second, he was going to close the furnace and jump out, jumping up and down, desperately jumping down from the gap in the forest, not knowing what would greet him below...

The woman took another step.

Zhao Rong squinted, but opened his eyes in a flash, and hurriedly stopped in his heart.

Because there was already a cold and transparent voice that sounded again.

"Why are you here to wash the stove?"

Lan Yuqing turned her head slightly and asked, and after speaking, she glanced at the man's unremarkable face, his handyman outfit, and the stove that had been poured into the spring.

"Returning to Xian Gu's words... The incense ash in the stove was soaked in cat urine last night, and I don't know which wicked wild cat did it. The smell is a bit too strong... Well, today is a holiday, and Deacon Chen in the temple will let him The little people moved out to wash, sigh, you smell it, it still smells a little bit, but it can't be washed off... Another brother went down the mountain to get firewood and ashes, that thing should be..."

Lan Yuqing saw the errand man in front of him grasping the rag and explaining it a little nervously, and he stepped forward a few steps, spread his arms and opened his arms, his body exuded a cat smell, as if he wanted to confirm something to her.

She frowned and tilted her head, covering her mouth and nose, "Don't come here! Pindao knows."

After saying that, he quickened his pace, passed the man and the stove lying in the spring, and climbed the steps to leave.

Zhao Rong's arms were open to the sides, holding the rag and hat in his hands, with an innocent look on his face, he stood there and watched the Taoist girl leave. Seeing her back disappear into the corner, he stood silent for a while, then suddenly. He blinked, shrugged, put his hat back on, let out a sigh of relief, and returned to the fire.

"Sorry," it said.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

First time.

"It's okay, let's go now, this road is not as safe as I thought."

Zhao Rong glanced again at the direction where the unknown Taoist nun disappeared. Then, he bent down and grabbed the ears of the furnace with both hands, preparing to straighten the Tingni Zijin furnace, which had fallen forward, "By the way, put it away quickly. , how can I get it so big."

"Yes, but it can only shrink to the first foot size at most."

Zhao Rong asked strangely, "Why?"

Gui said in a faint tone, "Because... it is refining alchemy."

Zhao Rong froze in his heart.

He quickly straightened the Tingni Zijin Furnace with both hands, lowered his head, and looked inward.

Empty.

　This chapter is a bit slow and a little embarrassed to ask for tickets~ Ahem, book friends, take pity on me, give me some recommended tickets and collections, woo woo woo.

　　


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