Chapter 940 Junior Brother, Aren't You Fun?
His heart was ripped out?
How did he survive?
The crowd was filled with doubt and couldn't help but feel a slight sympathy for Chongshan.
It turns out that even wolf demons can be seduced by love.
"He consumed too many kinds of pills and was deceived by that person's sweet talk, thinking that he had gone mad from practicing evil arts, which is why he looks like this today."
Master Han, who rarely showed his expression, revealed a complex and pitying look.
"Who could have predicted that Chongshan's cultivation of over a thousand years had already been transferred to King Xuan? A heartless person, if he knew he had lost his heart, probably wouldn't live long."
The mockery in his eyes intensified. "Indeed, how can a wolf who has cultivated in the mountains for many years compare to the scheming and cunning princes of the capital?"
Lord Zhao opened his mouth, but he felt that Master Han was indirectly criticizing those who were inextricably linked to the royal family.
Moreover, this person has deliberately avoided looking at him even once since returning.
"ah?"
The crowd erupted in a flurry of chatter and discussion.
"That's so pathetic. That fox demon is such a scoundrel. Giving someone else's things to another person, what does she gain from it?"
"Wait, where did that vixen go? Can't we find her? She's the real culprit, let's go kill her!"
Master Han shook his head slightly, "I've tried everything, but I can't track it down for now..."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered the compass that Song Chunxue had lent him.
"Wait a minute, you guys go first, I might be able to find them." He looked at Song Chunxue, "Can I borrow your Wuyou?"
"Okay!"
Before Song Chunxue could say anything, Wuyou had already rushed in front of Master Han.
"Hurry up, hurry up, if I don't turn him into a sieve, my sword will not be steady."
Tu Dan'er smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, "The Sword Immortal's reputation is renowned."
"That's right." Before the words were even finished, Wuyou had already darted away.
Master Han was about to follow.
"Why don't I go with you? At least I'll have an assistant," Lord Zhao suggested.
Master Han paused, turned his head and glanced sideways at Lord Zhao, scanning him up and down.
"Are you sure you're not going to cause me trouble? You should think carefully about how to confess what you've done to me."
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, Master Han's figure, as swift as flowing clouds, vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
All eyes turned to Lord Zhao, wondering how he had offended Master Han.
They've been inseparable these past few days, so why are they suddenly having a falling out?
Song Chunxue couldn't help but imagine many scenes from traditional storybooks, including love, hate, and grudges in the martial arts world, and she still couldn't help but speak up.
"Senior Brother, did you offend Master Han? He's highly skilled. If you don't explain yourself properly, you might get beaten to a pulp." Song Chunxue said with a worried expression. "When Master Han comes back, whatever it is, be sincere in admitting your mistake."
Lord Zhao looked helpless and spread his hands, "But I don't know what I did to offend him."
The children's curiosity about this matter lasted only a moment.
They were quickly drawn to something peeking out from the bushes ahead and raced after it.
Lord Zhao was lost in thought and fell behind.
Song Chunxue asked Master Zhang, "Senior brother, do you know?"
Master Zhang leaned back slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, "That's not what you wanted to ask, is it?"
"Hey, no wonder we've known each other for so many years, these words instantly made Song Chunxue reveal her true colors."
She rubbed her hands together with a sly smile. "Hehe, you know what I want to ask?"
“Sigh,” Master Zhang shook his head slightly, “Can’t you people put some serious things in your heads? You just want to ask whether these two handsome and elegant young men are as you think, there is another possibility.”
Song Chunxue nodded vigorously, grinning as if she had just eaten candy.
"Now I finally understand why those obscene and lewd male-male romance novels, which are clearly ignored by everyone, are the ones that the bookstore owners sell the fastest. It turns out that they were secretly snatched up by you women."
He kindly advised, "Thinking about things can harm your health, especially lustful thoughts."
"..." Song Chunxue's smile was slightly stiff, and her neck felt hot. "What...what lewd thoughts and fantasies? Senior brother, please don't wrong me. I was just asking casually, and you've put such a serious charge on me. I can't bear it."
He didn't seem to say that before.
She waved her hand and ran forward, saying, "Can I stop asking? I'm really fed up with you."
Master Zhang slowed his pace, waiting for Lord Zhao to catch up.
Lord Zhao smiled faintly, "Isn't our junior brother funny? He can come up with all sorts of ideas."
Master Zhang sighed helplessly, “When you're surrounded by men, you can find something unusual about everything. There’s no hope for you.”
“Yes, in a few years, we should get Xie Zheng to take her away. When her eyes swept over me and Master Han, I guessed that the play was already in progress.” Lord Zhao frowned. “I can guess what she’s thinking just by looking at her.”
Master Zhang couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahaha, Senior Brother Zhao, why don't you tell me about it?"
"..."
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However, a whole day passed and Master Han still hadn't returned.
They camped on the shallow beach deep in the mountains and ate meat, vegetables and wild mushrooms cooked by Master Zhang. They had never eaten such delicious and abundant mushrooms before, and Song Chunxue ate a whole plate by herself.
After drinking three bowls of wine, she felt feverish, and red bumps appeared all over her ears and neck, causing intense itching.
Several children were also infected, but none of them were as severely affected as Song Chunxue.
"You may have accidentally picked a poisonous mushroom, but it's alright. Take an antidote pill, and the symptoms will subside in a couple of days. Mushrooms are good, but you can't have too many." With that, Master Zhang poured out a bunch of pills from a blue porcelain bottle and distributed them to his disciples.
Song Chunxue ate two pills, then went outside and found a quiet place to send a telepathic message to Xie Zheng.
"Old Xie, why haven't you tried to contact me again? Are you very busy? We went through some ups and downs in Aishan, but it went relatively smoothly. How about you?"
She leaned against the thick tree trunk and waited for a long time, but there was no response.
Just as she was about to slip down the tree, she vaguely heard a sound.
"Ah Xue, I miss you very much... I've been doing alright lately... tired... not... in a few days... in a few days..."
It was intermittent and hard to hear, and then I couldn't hear it at all.
Song Chunxue didn't try to ask Xie Zheng again. He must have been very tired lately, so he couldn't hear very well. This matter was very mentally taxing.
As a civil official, he was deliberately sent to such a far place by the emperor, and was forced to adapt to the life of military officers.
I don't know if he was injured.
If only she could also predict the future.
Even a simple hexagram can be interpreted.
But this is too difficult to learn on your own. Her senior brother once gave her similar books. She could recognize the words and understand them, but the art of divination was still too profound for her. She had to use her brain.
And all she's done in her life has been through sheer stubbornness and unwavering determination.
She slipped down from the tree and saw Lord Zhao and Taoist Zhang playing chess.
Aren't you worried about Master Han?
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