Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 43
Duanmu Cuixian took it for granted at first: since it is earth energy, it is naturally steaming slowly, how could he expect it to be so intense?He kept complaining in the dark, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, dozens of urns flew over the pit in an instant, circled once in a circular shape, and the water column poured down from the mouth of the vat, and immediately the rising mist column Potential down.

Duanmucui's heart was at ease, and only then did she feel tingling in her eyes, discomfort and itching in her mouth and nose, and she couldn't help coughing.This coughing is severe, I feel the evil plague qi in the chest cavity rushing around, if the coughing is more severe, the heart and lungs will be coughed out.

However, Rao was coughing to death, but he thought in his heart: Fortunately, Gongsun Ce and the others are far away, otherwise, wouldn't it be a great embarrassment for them to see that he was unlucky?It doesn't matter if you stumble, but it's not good to fall into the reputation of being an immortal.

So he coughed non-stop, while secretly rejoicing, he brought up the real fire of samadhi, and the fire snakes whizzed and circled away, looming among the mist pillars, and whistling white smoke continued to rise wherever they went.

According to Duanmucui's words, Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce tried to avoid it as much as possible, and waited at a distance, but before they saw Duanmucui's method, He Sangui rushed over, his face full of anxiety, and he choked up when he opened his mouth .

After questioning, I found out that He Sangui's father got up early and stepped on the air, and fell under the kang. He was fine at first, but after a while, his face was crooked, his speech was slurred, and his whole body twitched. He Sangui panicked and panicked. Rush out to seek medical treatment.

"Oops, it's not a stroke." Gongsun Ce's face changed suddenly, and he pulled He Sangui up and wanted to leave.Zhan Zhao subconsciously wanted to keep up, but Gongsun Ce hurriedly stopped him and said, "You won't be able to help if you go, stay here and wait for Miss Duanmu, if she has something to do, you can help her."

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say something comforting to He Sangui, but the latter hurriedly dragged Gongsun Ce away.

In addition to being caught off guard by the impact of the earth's energy, Duanmucui's other places are also predicted to be similar: there is nothing difficult, but it will burn for a long time.

If the earth-burning qi can keep people away, that's fine, you can let go and go for a walk, and come back to clean up the place when the burning is almost done--but the true fire of Samadhi cannot be separated from Duanmucui's mana maintenance, so he has to be by the side all the time.

This scene, in the eyes of others, might be quite moving.

Think about it, a young girl, still at the level of a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world, with fluttering white shirt and sleeves, long hair slightly raised, blurred eyes, a smile on the corner of her lips, calmly pushing one hand out, the palm of her hand is full of real fire Like strands of silk, they entangled with the black and evil pestilence, fighting to the death...

[Digression Insert [-]] Let me explain the key words:

——Nine Heavens Fairy descends to the mortal level: This is not bragging, it is a fact, who is a fairy, even if someone looks like a mother, you can't deny the fact that someone is a fairy, right?

——A white shirt with fluttering sleeves: In fact, the person concerned seems to dislike this dress.Didn’t people say that the soil is so dirty that it’s already filthy. In the morning, Chaozhan Zhaola sponsored it. I hope Nan Xia can help me with a few sets...

——The eyes are blurred: it is so sleepy that I can't open my eyelids.

——with a smile on the corner of his lips: Laughing can also be bitter.

The above is just to express a truth in a tactful way: what the eyes see is often only the appearance.

[Digression Insertion [-]] Use examples closer to modern life to help everyone understand Duanmucui's feelings:
——To put it bluntly, can someone who burns gas at home live without a gas tank?Can the fire still be raging without the gas tank?So Miss Duanmu unfortunately played the role of a gas tank——standing aside with a blank stare, continuously pumping out her own gas... er no, mana.If you use gas pipes instead of gas tanks at home, you can also equate Duanmu girls with gas pipes.It's just that I personally think that the image of Duanmu girl standing aside with dull eyes is closer to the gas tank. After all, the gas tank is standing upright, and the gas pipe is lying down...

Cough, crooked, let's get down to business.

The fire lasted until sunset.

Seeing the last trace of black plague gradually disappearing in the tongue of fire, Duanmucui let out a long breath and stopped the Samadhi True Fire Art.

When I bent down to look at it, the bottom of the pit was scorched black, and the end of the nose was full of burnt gas, but fortunately, the stench was gone.Duanmu Cui's heart is wide, and the sleeves of his robe are lifted lightly. The loess dug aside in the morning fell to the bottom of the pit like rain. After a short time, the pit was filled, and then stretched out his hand to slightly press down. The loess has already been compacted. The surroundings are tightly stitched, no matter how good your eyesight is, you can't tell that this place has ever been excavated.

"The rest will be handed over to Shopkeeper Li and the others to clean up." Duanmu Cui murmured, "I am enough to be a fire girl for a day."

Turning around and taking a step, his legs felt numb, and he almost fell, but fortunately, he held an urn beside him in time.

Duanmucui leaned over to rub her stiff calf, and couldn't help muttering again: "It's strange that the daughter of the Tushan family looks forward to her husband day and night and becomes a husband-watching stone. I have been standing for a long time, and it is almost like a stone... Husband, I don’t know who I’m making such a fuss about.”

At the end, he let out a long sigh: Forget it, who told you to be a god, just accept your fate.

With a creak, the door was pushed open and came out.Shicai stayed inside for a long time, got used to the smell of the plague, and at first smelled the smell of the outside, he felt a little uncomfortable, his throat itched, he coughed again, he was extremely tired, his head was dizzy, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, suddenly someone walked by from the side Hold on, and gently pat her on the back.

He smelled a faint smell of herbs, and knew that it was Zhan Zhao, so he simply buried his face in Zhan Zhao's arms, and mumbled, "Zhan Zhao, I'm very tired, I want to go back...to sleep."

"Alright, I'll take you back to rest first, and I'll bring you clothes in the evening."

"Clothes, what clothes?" Duanmucui looked up in confusion.

"You mentioned it in the morning, but you forgot?" Zhan Zhao's smile deepened, "Now you are full of dirt and water, so you can't do without buying."

"That's it." Duanmucui was stunned, thought for a while and sighed, and tried his best, "Then I'd better go with you, the one you bought must not look good."

"Who said that?" Being despised for no reason, Zhan Zhao couldn't laugh or cry.

"You'll know how you dress yourself." While talking, he picked up the corner of Zhan Zhao's clothes and shook them disdainfully, "It's either blue or red. Come to think of it, you also know that you don't know how to choose clothes, so you can wear them as you please." It's all these..."

Zhan Zhao suddenly became playful, deliberately said slowly: "When I was young, my mother told me that I look good in anything."

After all, Zhan Zhao is Zhan Zhao, although he occasionally feels narrow-minded, but after all, he is not of such a temperament. As soon as he speaks, he feels hot on his face, and when he thinks about it again, he finds it funny.

Duanmucui didn't smile, not only didn't smile, but also looked very serious.

Not only is it very serious, but also full of sympathy.

"When I was young, my mother also told me that for some special children, we must praise them more. No matter how ugly they are, they must be said to be good-looking." "At that time, I often praised others, saying, "You are so pretty, you look good in everything you wear... Zhan Zhao, your mother has a good heart, and you should respect her old man well." After finishing speaking, he patted Zhan Zhao's shoulder hard, To show that the burden on Zhan Zhao's shoulders is heavy.

In the past, Zhan Zhao thought it was a waste of life to wash clothes in the rain and sunbathe in the snow, but now he has a new level of understanding.

The most wasteful thing is to argue with Duanmucui.

What's the point of being serious with her, anyway, no matter what you say, you can't talk to her, she won't listen to what you say, she will get annoyed if you say it too hard, and she will run away when you say it too hard, and there is nowhere to look for it.

Based on the vague impression when I entered the city a few days ago, and after asking all the way, I found a clothing store that was still open to welcome customers.

There are no lanterns in the workshop, and no one is in the mood to do business seriously at this time of year.Even so, when a customer came to the door, the helper hurried forward to greet him, lit the candles while asking the customer to wait a while, and said that the ready-made clothes would be brought up from the back soon-but it turned out that because of the current slow business, even The sample clothes that had been hanging on the walls were all taken down.

It didn't take much effort to deliver the clothes, but the helper was dumbfounded when he held them in front of Duanmucui, and looked straight at Zhan Zhao.Zhan Zhao was slightly surprised, and couldn't help being taken aback when he looked at Duanmucui.

Just now she was still talking, but at some point, she fell asleep on the desk.The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting light shadows on the lower eyelids.

"Guest officer..." The helper was stopped by Zhan Zhao's eyes as soon as he opened his mouth, and he couldn't help but find himself in a difficult situation: How can he choose clothes now?
Zhan Zhao got up as quietly as possible, pointed to the corner with his finger, helped the workers understand, and gently took the clothes over.Zhan Zhao looked at Duanmucui, smiled slightly, picked up the candlestick on the table, and followed.

Duanmucui slept very lightly, during which she was startled for no reason, opened her eyes in a daze, and dimly saw the candlelight in the corner of the room, the helper was holding a piece of clothing, and Zhan Zhao was bowing his head and gesticulating to explain something.

I couldn't help feeling strange in my heart, and when I was about to ask aloud, I felt drowsy and fell asleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhan Zhao whispered his name in a trance, and when he opened his eyes, he said softly, "Duanmu, it's time to go."

Duanmucui hummed unconsciously.

Hmm, yes, my eyelids involuntarily closed again.

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to reach out and pat her: "Duanmu, it's time to go."

After taking several shots, Duanmucui got impatient and stood up, glared at Zhan Zhao, and muttered something.

Zhan Zhao vaguely heard the words "Lord Bao...had..." and guessed it was not a good word, so he stopped asking.

After leaving the door, Duanmucui came back to his senses with an ahh, and said anxiously, "Didn't you mean to buy clothes?"

Without saying a word, Zhan Zhao handed over the package in his hand.

"Did you choose?" Duanmucui, who had reacted, began to feel annoyed, "I should have watched something..."

Just as he was talking, the helper of the clothing workshop came out to close the door, and said to Duanmucui with a smile: "Girl, this young master is very careful, and even asked us to reshape the waist."

Duanmu Cui was amazed, looked at Zhan Zhao and said, "How do you know me... Oh, yes, you hugged me before."

As soon as the words came out, the helper opened his mouth so wide that he could almost stuff four or five eggs, but he quickly realized it and gave Zhan Zhao a smirk knowingly.

(End of this chapter)