deadly mantra

Chapter 66 The sky is high and the sea is vast, the mountains are standing and the wind is blowing

Feng Xiaoyao tilted his head and avoided the oncoming tea cup.

bang——

The tea cup hit the wall, broke into several pieces, and fell to the ground.

Shui Qingchen sat aside, his eyes lingering on their faces.

Ji Fanyin's chest rose and fell, a little anxious in his breath.

Look at Feng Xiaoyao again.

His face was full of embarrassment and confusion, and he was on pins and needles under Ji Fanyin's angry gaze.

Shui Qingchen smiled slightly and explained slowly:

"When the girl passed by the door, the medicinal fragrance wafted from her body. It came from a kind of spiritual grass of the Miao people. Grind it into juice and apply it on your face, which will create the illusion of being poisoned and disfigured. The other side of the body is covered by the spiritual grass. The medicinal scent should be refined into tassels, and the stronger the scent, the more deadly it will be."

"What!?" Feng Xiaoyao stood up suddenly, his face changed drastically: "No! Baozi is in danger."

Ji Fanyin's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, and she picked up another cup of tea that Shui Qingchen was holding and smashed it over.

Feng Xiaoyao tilted her head, narrowly avoiding it, and slowly sat back on the stool. With a hint of timidity, she asked cautiously:
"I...I was wrong again?"

Ji Fanyin pointed at his nose and cursed:
"The one you should really worry about is you! How dare you touch her face? Didn't your mother tell you that the longer and more beautiful a person is, the more prickly she is!"

Feng Xiaoyao touched the bridge of her nose and smiled awkwardly:

"I...my mother didn't tell me this."

Ji Fanyin narrowed his eyes.

How dare you talk back!

Feng Xiaoyao immediately surrendered and said quickly:

"But I know now!"

"Hmph!" Ji Fanyin pursed her lips and turned away her face angrily.

Feng Xiaoyao apologized awkwardly:
"hey-hey……"

Shui Qingchen took Ji Fanyin's arm and sat her down. There was a love and affection in his smile that he didn't even notice, and he gently patted her back:

"Okay, okay, calm down, calm down."

In his comfort, the suffocating anger in Ji Fanyin's chest slowly subsided, and she complained complainingly:

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother to care about their life or death. You're so stupid. If Concubine Luo wanted to hurt Baozi, when they rushed in just now, she wouldn't have worried about harming innocent people and immediately dispersed the scent of the medicine."

Frowning, she continued:
"Concubine Luo Zi is also stupid. She thinks that covering her appearance with medicine will dissuade others from thinking about her. Little does she know that beauty is not in the skin, but in the bones. Even if she puts on beggar's clothes, she will be as beautiful as a fairy. "

Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Oh?"

He rarely heard complimentary words from her mouth.

Ji Fanyin curled her lips and said regretfully:

"Master Qing, no matter how kind you are, the Miao people in the future will never be able to join the ranking of the six ethnic groups."

Feng Xiaoyao heard it half-understood, but did not dare to ask any more questions for fear of angering Ji Fanyin again. He quickly poured a new cup of tea, put it next to Ji Fanyin's hand, and asked with an apologetic smile:

"Hehe, I was wrong. From now on, if you don't let me take action, I won't take action and I will only listen to you. Having said that, if I practice hard, how long will it take for me to be as good as you?"

Ji Fanyin picked up the tea cup, took a big sip, moistened her throat, raised her eyelids, looked at Feng Xiaoyao who was smiling at the invitation, and said slowly:
"I didn't practice hard enough."

"How can I reach your level without practicing hard?!" Feng Xiaoyao was extremely excited.

"sure."

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes were full of longing and he asked eagerly:

"What to do! What to do, tell me quickly."

Ji Fanyin's red lips parted slightly and she said casually:
"If you choose a good time and reincarnate, you will be as blessed as me, unparalleled in the world."

Feng Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and stared at Ji Fanyin's face, wishing he could lift the bench and hit it.

how...

He can't afford to offend this person, he can't afford to offend him...

Feng Xiaoyao asked angrily:
"Is this your experience?"

Ji Fanyin shrugged: "Hmm~ Is there a problem?"

"Yes, but I dare not..."

Feng Xiaoyao walked back to her seat and sat down in frustration.

Ji Fanyin raised his head and glanced at Feng Xiaoyao. After a while, he turned around and looked to his side.

A soft smile appeared on Shui Qingchen's lips, and he shook his head gently.

Some people are born with extraordinary talents and are martial arts wizards.

Some people need to practice continuously and improve again and again in actual combat and opportunities.

Although the words the little guy just said were offensive, they were honest advice.

Shui Qingchen let Feng Xiaoyao understand it on his own, and Ji Fanyin had no reason to meddle in other matters.

She lay lazily on the railing and looked down.

Everyone sitting in the lobby is well-dressed and either rich or noble.

The atmosphere can't be said to be high, but it's not deserted either. It's clear and elegant, with a very high style.

After all, it is a place where only dignitaries come and go.

Ji Fanyin sighed in his heart and muttered to himself:

"Didn't you say that there is a new violinist? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

The voice just fell.

In the compartment on the first floor, the door was opened from the inside.

A girl wearing a lavender dress walked out and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Holding the piano in her hand, she walked up the steps to the center of the high platform and gently placed the piano on the table.

When she turned around and sat down, the purple skirt hanging down to the floor drew a stunning and beautiful arc and landed on the floor covered with wool blankets.

After sitting down, she raised her plain face, her eyes were like water, with a touch of coldness, and looked around.

The chatter and laughter, at this moment, stopped tacitly.

Everyone was looking at the stage.

Waiting quietly.

Mu Chanyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth, and her clear voice slowly sounded:

"Thanks to everyone's love, Chanyi has collected the expenses to continue on the road. The last song, no reward is needed, just to express my gratitude."

Feng Xiaoyao was attracted by the sound, walked to Ji Fanyin's side, and looked down.

Mu Chanyi lowered her head, slowly raised her arm, and pressed her fingers on the strings.

An elegant silver bracelet, worn on the thin wrist of her left hand, has a simple and quiet beauty.

As the jade fingers are gently twisted, a string of notes jumps out briskly, making people forget the troubles of the world and return to the original time.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, the mountains are standing and the wind is blowing.

In front of all things in the world, no matter how you hold the imperial power, you will still be poor and miserable, and you are just one person among all living beings, just seeking to have one wish fulfilled.

"It's really good and worth waiting for." Ji Fanyin's words were simple, but he gave a very high evaluation.

She closed her eyes and leaned to the side.

Shui Qingchen raised his hand and caught it naturally, letting her lean against him comfortably while listening quietly.

When the song ended, cheers sounded.

Mu Chanyi slowly stood up and bowed to everyone.

Feng Xiaoyao was regretting in her heart that she would never hear such a beautiful piece of music again, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking through the applauding crowd and walking slowly onto the high platform.

"It's him?! Isn't he dead?" Feng Xiaoyao was shocked and blurted out.

Ji Fanyin opened her eyes and looked down. She was also stunned for a moment.

That is……

"Shao Xiaojian!?" Feng Xiaoyao opened her eyes wide in surprise and called out the man's name.

(End of this chapter)