"Oh, I see. Then, Master, would you like to take my measurements?" Tu Longjian got off the bamboo couch without thinking further.

Yan Xiuzhu frowned slightly and said disapprovingly, "A-Jian, you are still ill, this matter is not urgent."

Tu Longjian shifted his body and smiled, "I feel much better. Master, you're not in a hurry, but I am. I only feel at ease wearing such a treasure."

Yan Xiuzhu smiled helplessly and had no choice but to comply.

He skillfully took out a soft bamboo ruler, measured Tu Longjian's height and shoulder width, and then measured his waist and hip circumference, but he encountered a problem at the last point.

He held the measuring tape, somewhat hesitant.

Tu Longjian looked up at him and asked, "Master, have you finished measuring?"

"Not yet... not yet, just one last thing." Yan Xiuzhu's eyes darted away.

"Hmm, I guess I'm still short of a bust measurement. Master, please measure me quickly, it's getting late," Tu Longjian said casually.

Yan Xiuzhu had no choice but to gently wrap the soft ruler around the area she dared not look at, tightening it behind her back.

He stood very close to Tu Longjian, the scent of bamboo filling the air and enveloping her.

Yan Xiuzhu's bamboo house had a rather ancient feel, unlike the spacious and bright cave dwelling prepared for Tu Longjian, which was still lit by candlelight.

The candlelight, small as a bean, cast a dim glow, and the two shadows, one in front of the other, embraced on the wall.

Tu Longjian stared at the shadow without saying a word, then suddenly grabbed Yan Xiuzhu's hand from behind.

She gripped the hand tightly, which went from icy cold to slightly warm, and pulled it back forcefully, causing the bamboo ruler to tighten and fit the curves perfectly.

"Master, the measuring tape wasn't tightened properly, so the measurement will be inaccurate."

His tone was light and airy, yet under the cover of night, it carried a hint of seduction.

The master did not reply; the only sound in the quiet room was a faint breathing sound.

After a long silence, Yan Xiuzhu finally said in a hoarse voice, "I've taken the measurements. I'll sew it for you now."

"Yes, thank you, Master." Tu Longjian was in a good mood, holding his hand as he looked at Yan Xiuzhu, who was holding up a piece of cloth under the candlelight.

A beautiful woman looks more beautiful the more you look at her under the lamplight.

His once long and straight back was now slightly bent as he sewed clothes for her.

Those precious, golden hands were carefully cutting the fabric.

The pure, ethereal fragrance of bamboo has been imbued with a touch of human warmth.

Yan Xiuzhu looked up with a questioning expression, only to be caught off guard by the girl's earnest gaze.

His breath hitched, and he remembered his duty as a teacher, consciously calming his racing heart.

What kind of uniform do you want?

Tu Longjian pondered for a moment, then said something surprising: "Let's use plain white fabric to make an undergarment."

Since it is a robe that can change one's appearance, if it is made into a women's dress, wouldn't it seem strange if she wanted to transform into a man's appearance?

Moreover, she always adheres to the principle of keeping a low profile, so such a useful item should naturally be worn underneath to protect it properly.

Yan Xiuzhu's handsome face flushed slightly, and he stammered, "Undergarment?"

Tu Longjian smiled calmly and waved his hand, saying, "Master, please don't think that I don't want to wear the robes you bestowed upon me in public."

"Outer garments can get old, but inner garments are the most comforting, allowing me to always remember my master's kindness."

That's why she just tightened the measuring tape so much; the size of an inner garment is generally more fitted to the body's circumference than that of an outer garment.

"Ahem, A-Jian's idea is quite unusual. I've never made women's undergarments before, so I need to do some research."

This was a dismissal. Tu Longjian stood up, bowed, and said, "Master, I shall take my leave now. Sewing by candlelight is bad for your eyes, please be careful."

"Hmm," Yan Xiuzhu said in a deep voice.

Tu Longjian stepped onto the threshold, turned back to look at the gentle beauty under the lamp, and his gaze sharpened.

There was a wound on his palm!

I remember very clearly that when I first arrived at the bamboo forest, my master did not have this wound on his palm.

The wound looked exactly like it had been inflicted by a sharp weapon, not an ordinary sword or knife, but more like the tip of a halberd.

Her mind raced, and she focused her thoughts on the modern world, where she indeed discovered that the Divine Dream Gale Halberd was gone.

Opening the 'garbage bag' storage bag that Gan Xiuming had given him, the array flags of the Divine Dream Gale Halberd and the Clear Wind Frost Array lay quietly inside.

She almost never puts important things in her storage bag! These two magical treasures are always kept in the modern space!

Tu Longjian's pupils contracted slightly, and he glanced back at Yan Xiuzhu, who was threading a needle, with a complicated expression before walking away.

It wasn't that her memory was distorted, but rather that it was sealed away; even the fortune-telling device was blocked.

Thinking of what Xiaoyi said, Tu Longjian wondered if a more advanced fortune-telling artifact had appeared.

She was not missing anything, and apart from the initial fever, she felt no discomfort.

She really couldn't understand what her master's intentions were.

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Back in the cave, the bright moon hung high in the sky.

Tu Longjian sat cross-legged on the bed, and only then did he have time to take out the egg and examine it closely.

The egg is oval-white, round and small, and sometimes it is impossible to tell what it is.

It is smaller than a chicken egg but larger than a quail egg, and has an oblong shape.

Tu Longjian weighed the white egg in his hand and turned it around, then asked the fortune-telling instrument, "Xiao Yi, what is this egg that you asked me to get from Gan Xiuming during the day?"

The fortune teller replied:

[These are the eggs of the mythical Hydra!]

[This ancient creature has been extinct for a long time; I never expected to encounter it here. However, this egg has been dormant for a long time; it should have hatched long ago.]

Tu Longjian paused, holding the white egg, looking somewhat disgusted.

So it was a snake egg. Although when we encountered the snow python before, we were forced to fight it due to the life-or-death situation.

But humans have a gene for fearing snakes, and knowing they were snake eggs really gave her a chill.

"Do we have a way to activate it?" Tu Longjian asked.

She pondered for a moment, then thought of a crucial question:

"How can I form a contract with it? It is said that the Hydra is an ancient ferocious beast. What if it suddenly hatches and turns against me? That would be terrible."

[It won't activate so quickly. Long Aotian's opportunities are all interconnected; he will definitely obtain a treasure that can activate this ferocious beast later.]

[The same applies to contract methods; a special contract technique is required.]

Tu Longjian rubbed his still-painful head, put the white egg back in the box, and locked it in the modern space.

Tomorrow is the day Elder Danfeng, Peng Nana's mother, invited her. Tu Longjian opened those several complete works on alchemy and began to study them diligently through the night.

In fact, she had already seen most of it and could tell that the relics left behind by the fallen cultivator were mostly blood-restoring pills, foundation-building pills, and a small number of gold-condensing pills.

However, with the supplies her master had left in the cave, these pills became useless to her.

Relying on others is not a long-term solution, so Tu Longjian wanted to see if he had the opportunity to learn alchemy.

A diligent night passed quickly, and as the seasons changed, sunlight streamed onto the closed book.