Chapter 42 Old Sly
Patches of green grass are lush and green, bushes of varying heights are clustered together and squeezed against each other, and flowers of unknown colors overlap layer by layer, emitting different rich fragrances when you smell them carefully.
Bai Xiaoxiao and Hua Yanci came to a wooden courtyard.
Different from the stunning and cool scenery of Miaoqing Peak, the furnishings here are simple and plain, without any decorations made of gold, silver or iron, giving it a natural feeling of returning to nature.
An old man with a snow-white beard lounged comfortably in a rocking chair, a large bamboo fan woven from cattail leaves hanging in the air, slowly fanning him. Beside him stood a small low table, steaming as if something was cooking. The old man seemed sound asleep. Bai Xiaoxiao slowly approached him, but he showed no signs of waking.
Bai Xiaoxiao turned to Hua Yanci for help.
Hua Yanci was still wearing a scarlet robe embroidered with intricate gold patterns, and his face was covered with thick white powder. He leaned lazily against the door frame of the courtyard, feeling Bai Xiaoxiao's gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then shrugged.
Meaning, there's nothing he can do.
Bai Xiaoxiao was in a dilemma.
Waking up a sleeping person is extremely immoral.
But Qi Rong’s illness could not be delayed.
What should I do?
Bai Xiaoxiao was torn. Her outstretched hand moved back and forth, hovering over the Wine Immortal's head for a long time before she couldn't bring herself to let go and shake him. She looked at his beard, which was ruffled by his snoring, and then shifted her gaze to the small red clay stove on the low table. The faint aroma of tea and wine wafted out.
What is this?
Bai Xiaoxiao was curious and stretched out her finger to poke it.
"Um!!!"
The Drunken Immortal suddenly made a sound as if he was suddenly awakened from a nightmare. He opened his round eyes wide, sat up stiffly like a mummy, and smacked his lips.
Bai Xiaoxiao had been startled since the moment the Wine Immortal Elder 'stood up dead'. She hesitantly took two steps away, bent down, and said slowly, "Wine Immortal Elder, are you alright?"
The Drunken Immortal didn't say anything. He sniffed left and right with his nose puffed up, completely passing Bai Xiaoxiao. Then he slid down and squatted in front of the small red clay stove, hugging his shoulders and staring at the stove.
Bai Xiaoxiao was puzzled.
But it doesn’t prevent you from learning.
"Elder." She also squatted in front of the small stove with her shoulders folded. "What's the matter?"
"Shh! Don't talk." The Wine Immortal put his index finger in front of his mouth. "I'm observing."
Bai Xiaoxiao: "What are you observing?"
Wine Immortal: "I just had a nightmare. I dreamed that someone touched my wine, and it lost a lot of its aroma. So now I have to observe carefully to see if someone has touched my wine stove."
Bai Xiaoxiao coughed loudly: "...cough!"
Jiuxianweng followed the voice and saw Bai Xiaoxiao. He was extremely shocked and asked, "When did you come?"
Bai Xiaoxiao: "..."
Bai Xiaoxiao: "Not only did I come early, I also talked to you a lot."
She bowed and saluted: "Disciple Bai Xiaoxiao, greetings to Elder Jiuxianweng."
Jiuxianweng was bewildered, and it took him a long while to recover: "Ah... you are the new disciple of that little girl Miaoqing, right?"
Bai Xiaoxiao nodded: "Disciple is here to get the medicine on Master's orders."
"What medicine?"
"Bai Han Ning Cao."
The Drunken Immortal nodded suddenly as if he remembered something, stretched out his hand and waved the palm-leaf fan that was swaying in the air and it instantly returned to his hand. He then pointed at his palm and saw a serrated herb with a dark purple-blue color appear before his eyes.
"But this thing?"
Bai Xiaoxiao observed carefully. The sawtooth-shaped herb matched the image of the Baihan Ningcao that Qing Li had projected into her mind. There was not a single flaw. However… she raised her eyes sharply and looked at Jiuxianweng. “Elder, my master said ‘some’.”
"Some?!"
The Wine Immortal seemed shocked. "You little girl, do you know how long it takes for a cypress cold condensation plant to grow into shape? Five hundred years, a full five hundred years. This doesn't even include the discarded cypress cold condensation plants that withered because they couldn't grow into shape."
"Some? Humph! ... I, the old man, don't have any."
Looking at the angry Drunken Immortal, Bai Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Elder. I don't quite understand these things. I'll take this cypress Han Ning back with me."
She was about to take Bai Hanning, but the Drunken Immortal withdrew his hand.
"Bring it here."
The Drunken Immortal extended his other hand.
"What……?"
Bai Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand.
The Wine Immortal blew his beard and said, "You don't think you're going to take my elixir for nothing with your bare hands, do you?"
"ah……?"
Bai Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at her second senior brother lying on the treetop.
Hua Yanci waved her hand and turned around.
Meaning, you figure it out on your own.
Bai Xiaoxiao just felt like her head was twice as big as before.
【It’s really unreliable.】
Hua Yanci tilted her head, then turned back.
"Then what did my master give you when he asked you for herbs?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked tentatively. If he had given her everything before, then it would be fine, but if not... she couldn't suffer too much of a loss.
The Wine Immortal saw through Bai Xiaoxiao's thoughts at a glance, "Huh! Your master gave you spiritual objects and immortal items. Can you produce anything comparable?"
Bai Xiaoxiao shook her head honestly: "No."
The Drunken Immortal stroked his beard with satisfaction, waiting for Bai Xiaoxiao's reply with a peaceful expression.
But Bai Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say. Her master hadn't told her that she had to exchange medicine for something of equal value before she came. Besides, she didn't have anything valuable on her body, except...eh?
Her eyes lit up, and an ice-blue halo condensed in the palm of her right hand.
The Drunken Immortal raised his eyelids and looked, only to see the little girl's spiritual energy fluctuate, and a small brown squirrel appeared in her palm.
Bai Xiaoxiao was holding the jujubes: "I'll take this as collateral first, is that okay with you?"
Wine Immortal: ...
Huazao: ???!!!
Master, you are going too far!
“Whoosh—”
The jujube flower drilled back into the mustard seed space.
And he swore that he would never play games with his little master again.
The Wine Immortal chuckled, "Alright, I can't make things difficult for you, a young girl who has just joined the sect. How about this? If you do something for me, an old man, I'll give Bai Hanning to you. How about that?"
[I'm almost broke, and you're not embarrassed? Sigh...who told me I'm such a soft, cute, and adorable softie?]
Hua Yanci: "Puff——"
Bai Xiaoxiao blinked in confusion.
[Did you hear a dog barking just now?]
Hua Yanci:......
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The Wine Immortal smiled cunningly and said, "Do you know Fuxiang?"
Bai Xiaoxiao clapped her hands in sudden realization, "Oh! I don't know..."
Wine Immortal: ...
The Wine Immortal coughed and said, "Ahem! Fuxiang is the name of a wine. Its aroma is so lingering and rich that it fills the house for three days. Many people pay a fortune for it. As for me, I don't want much. Find me a pot of Fuxiang, and you will be rewarded in the future."
He waved a palm-leaf fan and smiled.
Bai Xiaoxiao didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards. Only two words echoed in her mind - a large sum of money!
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