Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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"How can you be like this in your predecessors? If you look good, you will not allow others to look good." He walked over to the recliner and bowed and bowed. "The younger generation has seen the unknown."

The unnamed real person who was lying still did not turn around and looked at the little girl who stood in front of him. He quickly turned his face back: "No rescue."

"Predecessors." Picking up and walking to the unknown real person: "Please help the seniors."

The anonymous real person continues to turn over and continues to follow. After going back and forth three or four times, I got up from the reclining chair. "Little girl, how old are you, how thick is the skin?"

"How can I go out when the face is too thin?" The smiling answer answered the question. He looked at him with his hands together and looked at him with his eyes. "Predecessors, please, please."

The white little girl, the big sloppy eyes, the beautiful skirt, the hair of the ink, such a little girl, when looking at the eyes, no matter the men and women, the heart can not help but shake.

Standing next to him, he saw him for him, bowing his knees in front of others, and couldn’t help but want to take her away. The anonymous real person does not necessarily have the medicine he wants. When she looks at her, she feels uncomfortable.

Lin Biao stepped forward and stopped the pace of Mou Zong. He used the voice to say: "You son, don't ruin the girl."

Yan Zong looked at him coldly.

Lin Biao was unmoved and continued to convey the voice: "I have come to this step. I don't try to know how to know the result. Do you want to swear by the girl?"

Looking at the sly sly smile of the unknown real person, the sects stopped rigidly.

"What did you say, I don't want others to look good when I look good?" The nameless real person took care of the silver hair, and took the glory of the eye, and said, "Little girl, although your face is thicker." But the eyes are still okay. It is ok for me to promise you, but you have to satisfy me."

"Predecessors please talk." His face appeared happy, "As long as we can do it, we must do it for you."

"The servants in my medicine are silent and boring. If you leave me a drug servant for ten years, I promise to help him see a doctor." The anonymous real person stood up from the lounge chair and looked at the ancestors. "You are pale, dirty." There are internal injuries. But these are not the biggest troubles for the monks. The biggest problem in your body is that the Lingtai is unstable, almost to the edge of the collapse. I can temporarily stabilize your Lingtai, but I can cure it. I can't help you, other people can't help you."

I didn't think that the physical condition of Yuzong was so serious. She said urgently: "You have no way?"

The anonymous real person shook his head, and the words he said did not have a partial euphemism: "No."

"I can stabilize the Lingtai." I thought about it. "If you are a drug servant here, can you take time off to return to the Zongmen to visit relatives every year? There is no problem in doing medicine. I am afraid that the elders of Zongmen are worried..."

"No need." If Zongzong interrupted his words, he would stop in front of him and be anonymous. "Thank you for your predecessors. It’s just the body of the younger generation. The younger generation is very clear. The girl is still young, not pharmacist, afraid that it is not suitable. Be a real pharmacy servant. Today, I am bothered and said goodbye." After that, he turned and took his wrist and walked away.

"Zhu Zong, Yu Zong." Xiao whispered, "There is no time to comprehend the truth, ten years is not long, maybe..."

"You are only sixteen years old this year. Where did you say that ten years are not long?" Miao Zong stopped and turned and smiled. "The little girl should enjoy life in the best years, and there is no such thing as comprehension." Wait until you are a hundred years old."

He was with the sword in his life and never relaxed for a moment. After encountering the shackles, I realized how precious the young age is. Even if the monk has a long life, the time will not turn back.

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"Stupid girl." Mou Zong sneered out, "I am a pro-disciple of Shuguang Zong, even if the nameless real person is not willing to help, but also find other people, the teacher will not give up on me." He is more than three hundred years old. How can a man make a little girl to be a drug servant for him? Not to mention that it is ten years, even if it is not allowed for one day, it can't die.

"Let's go." Mou Zong walked across the sleeves of the cloth and took his wrist to the carriage. "Hey, you have to remember that many things are not perfect, you can find perfection."

The monk can't ask for a long life. He wants the little girl to understand the truth. Life and death cannot be forced. He was born to be the pride of the sky. When he went out to travel, he could meet the purely fresh friends, let him experience different life fun, and it was not a lucky.

"What do you two go, I said that I can't change the conditions?" The anonymous real person stood on the steps, his hands squatting in the sleeves, and looking at them with two eyebrows. "Young people really don't know how to be polite, the elders haven't talked yet, you guys. Instead, let's go and go."

He took Zhai Zong back and smiled and asked: "Predecessors, are you willing to help?"

The nameless real person squinted at the eye: "You do this like a man." If the man was indifferent to the girl's pharmacy, he was definitely not willing to help, but now he is willing to consider one or two.

Although a good-looking man is annoying, but a good-looking man with a conscience can make up for this shortcoming.

"I have been developing a medicine recently, but I still lack a very important medicine. If you can find this medicine, I can help your friend see a doctor." The nameless real person pushes the door of the medicine, and swears "Little girl, I am looking at your good eyes today, and it is an exception."

In this world, who doesn't like others to boast of their own good looks? Although he does not like other men who look good, it certainly does not include himself.

"Predecessors, what kind of medicine do you lack?" I am worried that Zhai Zong originally lacked more than ten kinds of medicines. The anonymous people still have to ask them to find medicines. What if they can't find them?

"A kind of flower that is open at night, and thank you for a moment, falling into the mud and disappearing." The nameless real person looks at it. "This flower is called blue silver. Do you have it?"

"Yes, how much do you want?" I was overjoyed, and I didn't want to take a large bag of petals from the storage ring and handed it to the unknown person: "Is this enough?" Fortunately, Lin’s seniors took the petals last night. Collected, otherwise I can't really give it today.

A pack of blue and silver flowers, a whole lot of blue and silver flowers?

Anonymous real people have some doubts about their eyes. Is this an illusion? Blue-and-silver flowers are extremely difficult to find. It is not easy to encounter them in full bloom. Sometimes it is lucky to get a few. So a big bag is not a blue-silver flower. Is it a wild chrysanthemum on the roadside? He opened the cloth bag, no matter from the color shape or the smell, it is all blue and silver. He looked at him with disbelief, and there was a sense of illusion still dreaming.

In fact, he collected a small box of blue-and-silk flowers in his medicine, and made this request. He just wanted to embarrass them and let the little girl say a few more obedient words in front of him. I didn't expect the other party to actually take out the blue-and-silver flower, and it was still a big bag.

Such a big bag!

"Come in." The unknown man took the blue silver flower into his storage bag and turned to walk into the medicine pot. He dragged the sleeves of the ancestors and took him to keep up.

This medicine is not only gorgeous outside, but also the decoration inside is very lavish. During the shuttle of the drug pharmacy children, they saw the unknown people pass by and evaded the salute.

"Follow me here." The unknown man came to the backyard and pushed open the door of a room. The room was empty, except for two futons, a small incense burner by the window. He walked to the incense burner, took out a piece of spice and put it into the incense burner. He turned to Zhai Zongdao. "I will wait for the aura to explore your meridians. You should not resist my aura."

Mou Zong’s silent cross-legged on the futon, the unknown real person sat down behind him, gathering spiritual power in his palms, and his palms were placed on the descendants of Mou Zong.

Aura has just entered the body of the Zongzong, and it is very unexpected to be anonymous. This turned out to be a five-linger monk, and his meridians are solid and powerful. It can be seen that the cultivation in the past must be very hard. The aura slowly approached the Lingtai, and the namelessness was found in the namelessness. The Lingtai was almost broken, but even so, the aura in Lingtai was still very strong, and the aura of the namelessness was almost washed away by the powerful force in Lingtai. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and when he noticed that he was wrong, he withdrew his own aura and was not regulfed.

This man, who is more than three hundred years old, is even taller than the old man who has lived for thousands of years. If it is not a problem with Lingtai, I am afraid that it will be even more amazing.

"Predecessors, how?" Seeing the nameless look, he rushed to help him. "Can you have a cure?"

"The heart is not fair, although it is not incurable, but it is also difficult." The anonymous man slowly shook his head, although he could not understand the face of the ancestors, but as a predecessor, he felt a bit of a talent for the ancestors. Unfortunately, "If he can't see it, his mood will be stable."

He saw that the cultivation of 箜篌 was not high enough. I am afraid that the higher the realm of the monk is, the more dangerous the situation will be. Looking back at the sect of the indifference and standing up, scorned, "I will give him some medicinal herbs for the sake of blue-and-white flowers. When Lingtai can’t control it, I can eat one. The chaotic spirit is pressed down."

“Thank you for your predecessors.” Zong Zongchao’s nameless real person did a ritual, but his face did not like anger and could not see any emotions.

"You don't have to thank me, we are two silver goods." The nameless real person smashed his sleeves. "My medicine can't help foreigners. After seven days, you come to me to take the medicine."

"Don't dare to disturb the seniors, we just live outside." The unnamed real people of Sui Dynasty showed a big smile.

The anonymous real person looked at him and turned his head to look at the ancestors. I didn’t know what to expect. I waved my hand impatiently: "Let’s go, don’t bother me these days.”

The three people were rushed to the street by the unknown man. After listening to the door closing sound behind them, they turned their heads to Lin Biao: "Former Lin, fortunately, you have the foresight to collect the petals, otherwise we will have nothing to name today. Really."

Lin Biao moved his lips, but did not speak. Last night, if he didn't scream the son to the roof, he wouldn't know that there would be such a large blue-silver flower outside the valley. Rather than saying that this is his credit, it is better to say that they have found them.

The nameless real person has a temper, often happy at the moment, and the next moment is angry. This time he is willing to give the son a alchemy, which is an unexpected joy for them. Although the medicinal herbs are not sought, the medicinal herbs are more precious than the medicinal herbs.

With the immortalized refining of the medicinal herbs, the body of the son will not have any problems for the time being, which makes Lin Biao feel a lot more. At least, they still have time to slowly find the medicines they need on the secret side.

After receiving the news of Zongmen, the priests of the Yumenmen branch sent people to the gate of the city. They heard the pro-disciples under the main sects finally enter the city. He quickly took the things that had been prepared, and went all the way to the nameless. The medicine is outside the door.

He sat in the carriage and watched the three men being driven out of the door by unknown people. Some hesitated to show up at such awkward moments. This kind of lost face, the pro-disciple of the main sect, I am afraid I don't want others to see it. The three men were ready to leave in the carriage, and some of the shopkeepers couldn’t sit still. He jumped out of the carriage. "You must stay in the fairy, and be under the command of Jin Yuezong, to send things to the fairy."

Miao Zong stopped and looked back at the man who ran over. This man is only a tenth-order refining, dressed like a rich man, and a slightly fat face with a bit of a smile.

"I have seen two cents, and I have seen the fairy." The shopkeeper handed the bow to the ceremony. "The next is the shopkeeper of the Yushumen branch in Yicheng. The day before, I received the news from the main sect. The old man asked for the next. Some things that are used in foreign affairs are waiting for the arrival of Xianchang."

"You said that the Sovereign asked you to wait for me?" Mou Zong had some surprises, how could Master suddenly let people send things over.

"Please look forward to the fairy." The shopkeeper hands put a storage ring on both hands. "The shop is small, and you can't collect any good things at the same time. Please also forgive me." The shopkeeper has heard of it. The reputation of the Guangzongjian repairers, most of them are not satisfied with the sword, so it is not appropriate to show them in front of them.

"There is labor and effort." Lin Biao took over the storage ring and nodded to the shopkeeper.

"Don't dare." The shopkeeper stepped back and took two steps back. "Don't disturb the rest of the fairy and the fairy, and leave."

Lin Biao slightly nodded, and waited for the shopkeeper to sit on the carriage and leave, some doubts, is it that the last time the son sent a special product back, so that the lord misunderstood the son of the missing stone?

That is also the case. Children who never send things to their homes suddenly send things to their elders. It is really easy for people to think.

However, the son has been to the secrets in the past few years, killing the evils, and there are many magic stones on his body. How can he lack the spiritual stone? Suspicion in the heart, but it is not good to discuss such things in the street, Lin Biao chased the carriage to find the best inn in the city. Because I have to stay in Yicheng for a few more days, so this time he did not book a room, but a small yard.

"The son." Lin Biao gave the storage ring to Mou Zong, "I checked, there are no other spells on it."

Seeing that Zongzong is ready to collect the storage ring, he can't help but say: "Would you like to see if there is something in it?" With the character of the sovereign, there will be no rush to let the people of the attached Zongmen send things. There must be something in it. What misunderstanding.

Mou Zong explored the gods into the storage ring and found that in addition to some of the instruments, there are many things that are suitable for girls. Glittering jewels, vestments, flying swords with various gems, and even embroidered shoes of various sizes.

For the first time, I lived for more than three hundred years old. I didn’t understand Master’s thoughts. What did people do to give him so many women’s things? The powder of these clothes powder, yellow yellow, red red, all kinds of styles together, there are about dozens of sets.

Seeing Miao Zong’s expression is a bit weird, Lin Biao worried: “Where is the son, isn’t it right?”

"Look at you." Yuzong handed him the storage ring. Lin Biao took over the storage ring, swept away with the gods, and followed the silence.

After a while, he hesitated and said: "Is it true that after the sect of the sect of the past few days, I told the lord that there is a girl around you, these things...may be prepared for the girl."

As usual, he always thought that the relationship between Shuguangzong and Yunhuamen was flat. I didn't expect the Sovereign to value the Yunhuamen disciples. All the things that the girls can use in this storage ring are all ready.

"What do you mean by saying that these things are all prepared for you?" Yan Zong took the recycling ring, and then used the knowledge of God to sweep through the contents of the storage ring. This haircut is exquisite and cute. . This robes are bigger, not suitable for her, or this pink looks good.

Seeing that the son of the gods has not been recovered, Lin Biao coughed twice: "The son?"

“Well?” Mou Zongru had nothing to do with the storage ring. “What?”

"Nothing, I just want to remind you that in the afternoon, the girl wants to go out shopping, you have to be with her?" Lin Biao asked.

"Yeah." Yan Zong stood up. "I know."

Know what it means, go or not? When Lin Biao saw him out of the door, he walked in the direction of the room where the girl lived, shaking her head and sighing. For so many years, the son is willing to learn to enjoy life.

But when he thought about the physical condition of the son, he would rather be like a cold sword, instead of being like this, he must always worry about the fragmentation of the soul and his life.

Miao Zong came outside the door of the room: "Hey, is it convenient at the moment?"

The door quickly opened from the inside, and the sly hair was smeared at him: "You will sit for a while, wait for me to comb my hair." She was white, her hair was scattered, and her face looked smaller.

Mou Zong sat down in the chair in the direction of the door. The index finger unconsciously rubbed the storage ring and quietly looked at the hair.

"When I first came to repair the real world, I still couldn't comb my hair. In order to help me comb the beautiful eyes, the two brothers followed the other sisters and sisters to learn how to comb their hair for several days." Holding the hairpins on his own, the fake dressings on the dressing table were filled with fake hairs and full of tables. "But no matter how they learn, they don't comb well. The sisters disliked them and they became clumsy. Later they changed to sisters." Give me hair."

I remember that during that time, the sisters liked to give her a variety of hairpins, and she also prepared a lot of beautiful clothes and hair chains for her, and dressed her in a pattern every day. Later, if she did not learn to comb her hair, but also to retreat, I am afraid that the sisters and sisters have to maintain this hobby for a long time.

"You are a pro-disciple, how come there are no servants around?" Some of them were accidental. In their Shuguangzong, the most important thing about pro-disciples is cultivation. In order not to distract them, trivial matters are always done.

"What do the servants do?" 箜篌 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 贴 仆 贴 仆Disciples arrange the rules of the servants, and the little things do not bother themselves."

Although Yunhuamen pays attention to his own freedom, he does not want to develop his disciples into ruthless people who can't do anything except cultivation. Therefore, he will not give his disciples a servant. But if the disciples under the door want to spend their own money to buy a servant to enter the sect, they will not stop in the sect. However, everyone has been together for a long time, and gradually no one will serve again.

I didn't think that Yunhuamen was so casual with his pro-disciples, and he didn't know what to say.

"Okay." He turned to face the sect, referring to the flower plaque between the fingers: "Is it good?"

This is the first time she posted this, and she was a little embarrassed.

"Good-looking." Mou Zong looked at her flower branch or the flower of the pear flower. She did not hesitate to nod. "Good looking."

When I heard that Zongzong said it was good-looking, I was relieved. She stood up and said, "Let you wait a long time. Let’s go shopping now?" I remembered the words of the anonymous real person, and I wanted to take the ancestral hall to a popular place. Go, let him distract.

Looking at the calm and waveless face of Miao Zong, I laughed and laughed. Maybe it is not her husband who is distracted.

"Okay." Yuzong pinched the storage ring and decided to wait until he came back and gave it to the girl. I like beautiful things, these clothes are given to her, she will be happy?

The two asked the inn guys where Yicheng’s most famous embroidery shop was, and they began to ask for it. The passers-by who were asked by the crickets were very enthusiastic, and the last enthusiastic aunt even took them directly outside the embroidery pavilion.

"Shantou, not only sells embroidery, but also sells jewelry." Aunt sneaked a sneak peek at the scorpion behind the body, whispered, "slowly pick, the man who is willing to spend money for you is not necessarily good, but reluctant A rich man who spends money for you is definitely not a good thing."

After that, I didn’t wait for the blasphemy and the cockroaches to react, and then I twisted some full waists.

Suddenly blinked, what did the good-hearted aunt say?

"Let's go in." Mou Zong naturally heard what the woman said in the past, and the other party was afraid of misunderstanding his relationship with him. He can be a man of more than three hundred years old, with a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Oh, okay." He nodded. As soon as he stepped into the door of the embroidery pavilion, she was attracted by the gorgeous skirts. Looking left and right, I only thought it was beautiful. It was also beautiful. The sisters and sisters must wear it. Pretty.

Beautiful and exquisite things, the price is more refined, some pick it up, and almost all the budget is hollowed out. She looked at the shelf on the hairpin for a while before deciding to give up this favorite cockroach and buy a handkerchief for each of the sisters and the autumn frost elders.

"A total of 1,208 Lingshi, because you buy more goods, so we only accept you one thousand two hundred spirits." The female buddy in a green shirt smiled and took over the kit that was handed over. After Lingshi poured into the instrument and measured the quantity, he continued to smile. "Welcome to your next visit."

Mou Zong was dizzy by these colorful embroidery, unable to jump out of beauty and ugliness. With the help of Yan, he randomly picked up a bunch of embroidery and let the female guy pack it up. After walking out of the embroidery pavilion, he felt that the whole person was much better. .

Seeing his reaction, he laughed and said: "Yu Zong, your face is so ugly."

"We are going to find a stop now and send things out." In addition to his face whiter than usual, Miao Zong's expression is still very indifferent, but the desire to send things out is stronger.

Fortunately, the station is not far away. When he used the name of God to input things in the jade, the sect suddenly said: "I bought one less thing, you wait for me for a while, I will come back soon."

"Okay." He nodded and put all kinds of embroidery and the letters written to the division commanders into the storage bag and handed them to the hands of the Flying Sword Messenger.

"The delivery fee is fifty-eight spirits, you will give fifty-five Lingshi." Feijian messenger handed the certificate to you. "Please rest assured that we must deliver the goods on time."

"Thank you." He nodded. The delivery fee for the fifty-five Lingshi was not cheap, but he was able to send something to the teacher's door. He was still happy.

It didn't take long for Yuzong to come back. When he saw him doing the delivery procedure, he didn't put anything back into the storage bag: "Isn't something bought?"

The hand of Zhai Zong’s hand was slightly stunned, and he lowered his eyes and said, “I’m wrong.”

"Oh." I didn't think much. I went to the restaurant with Miao Zong and tasted the local signature dishes. When I walked around and went back to the inn, it was already dark.

"Hey." Yuzong screamed and prepared to push the door back to the room.

Looking back inexplicably, Miao Zong put a small box in her hand: "Let's rest early." After saying this, he hurriedly turned away.

Looking at the back of Mou Zong's departure, he bowed his head and opened the box.

Under the moonlight, the beautiful hairpins lie in the brocade box, which is the one she hadn't been willing to buy for a long time in the afternoon.