The sweet wife of the cold king

Chapter 38 Unparalleled Under Heaven (4)

Stretching out his slender jade hand, he took out the books on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, and dusted the dust on them.

"The Autobiography of Poison Sutra?!" Xiao Muxi fanned the dust in the air.

Just as he was about to get up, he saw a strange book under the bottom bookcase, which was placed at the foot of the cabinet.

Still interested in something that can make Zhongli dislike that dead old man, the more she wants to turn waste into treasure——

Throwing the Poison Sutra in his hand aside, he used all his strength to pull it out, but his body hastily dodged away.

"Damn it! As expected of Zhongli's belongings, he saw that it was about to fall, but he swayed back." Xiao Muxi glanced at the bookshelf and said angrily.

At the same time, a star in the sky flickered a few times and lit up.

When the sky is bright again, it is even more difficult to be discovered.

Xiao Mo, who was busy working with medicinal herbs outside, heard her chanting, and walked in, "Sister! What's the matter?"

In the past few days, my sister spent almost every day in the husband's room, either following them to collect medicines, or taking the husband's tripod to study the prescriptions in the book.

Be serious!

Look at the book in her hand again.

"Huh! Isn't this used by Mr. to cushion the bookcase? Why is my sister interested in this book?" Xiao Mo asked in confusion, "I saw that it is full of random words on it, and there are even many typos. My sister still doesn't want it. Looks good!"

Hearing what he said, Xiao Muxi smiled slightly, "I'm just curious about what book Master doesn't want, and I can barely keep it in the cupboard."

You know, that old man Zhongli is very strange, he can throw away things that are obviously very precious, as long as they are not needed.

Only the wine gourd on his body will not be discarded——

Wiped the dust off the writing, and shook his hand, "Wood Spirit Holy Code."

Xiao Muxi's eyes overflowed with excitement.

Not the book, but the word! !
"Why is this book in traditional Chinese, hahahaha~~" Xiao Muxi danced happily, picked up Xiaomo who was nearby, and walked around three times.

"Little Mo, tell me why Wushuanggu is so powerful. Not only are there as many herbs as weeds, but even this kind of thing can be found."

When Xiao Mo was hugged by her, his face was so red that he could bleed, he faltered and shouted, "Sister."

But Xiao Muxi couldn't care less about these red tapes when she was excited.

"Cough, cough, sister Mu Xi, let me go first!" Xiao Mo was strangled by her, out of breath.

Why can a broken book make my sister so excited? Didn't my husband say that he didn't understand this book?

Xiao Muxi saw that the person's face was flushed, and quickly let go, scratching her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

A fit of violent coughing.

After a while, Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly looked at her with a blushing face.

"My sister has to ask Mr. about the origin of this thing. Since we went to Wushuang Valley, this book has been here."

Although the words are fluent, but the blush on the face is still obvious.

However, for Xiao, who was so focused on this book, how could he have the heart to observe this kind of thing? Looking at the yellowed book in his hand, he was so excited that he was fascinated.

No wonder Tong'er said they couldn't read it. To them, these characters were simply gibberish. Presumably because of this, this peerless treasure was used as a bookcase.

(End of this chapter)