Quickly wear the thunder robbery, here I come

Chapter 977 The Traversing Fate ([-])

Jiang Yu looked at the fire bird in his hand and Qiu Xiang, who looked sincere, and laughed like a pig.

Now Jiang Yu is slipping the paws of the fire spirit bird, the fire spirit bird hangs its head and its wings are also beautiful, about the size of a chicken, and look at the feathers, they are fiery red, and they really look like chickens at first glance.

"*%...%￥&" The fire spirit bird didn't pretend to be dead anymore, flapping its wings and screaming in order to defend its dignity.

If it hadn't been for being pulled by Jiang Yu, this would probably have thrown Qiuxiang's face.

Qiuxiang was frightened by the action of the fire spirit bird, and silently took a few steps back, "Miss Li, we have a special person here to deal with this kind of fierce chicken, and it is delicious..."

"&...%*￥..."

"Hahahaha!"

"Qiuxiang, this is not a chicken. Look, it doesn't have a comb. This is my pet. I left a while ago, and I just came back."

Jiang Yu felt that as a qualified owner, he needed to maintain the dignity of his pet a little bit.

The main reason was that he was worried that Qiuxiang would kill the Erha bird when he didn't see it that day.

Although it’s unlikely, it’s funny to think about it, hahaha~~
"Ah~ I'm sorry Miss Li, I don't know, I look at it like, like..." A chicken.

"It's okay, I'll go to Xiao Sanzi first and ask about my medicine. By the way, bring me one of the chickens you mentioned at noon today?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go and tell the kitchen." Qiuxiang left shyly after speaking, probably because she felt a little shy to admit her mistake.

Qiuxiang is much younger than Chunxiang, Chunxiang is older, and Jiang Yu guesses that Qiuxiang is about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Jiang Yu wanted to laugh just thinking about how Qiuxiang insisted on getting rid of the fire spirit bird even though she was scared just now. This kind of talent is definitely a reasonable candidate for a senior sister, but it's a pity that Qiuxiang's roots are really not good.

Otherwise, Jiang Yu could be an important person to Zhao Zhengqing. Little maids like Qiuxiang probably have a contract of sale.

It's a bit pitiful to say the least. .

Although a little pitiful, Jiang Yu didn't have the time to take care of it. At least a little maid like Qiu Xiang was much more comfortable in Zhao Zhengqing's mansion than in other people's mansions.

The location of the mill was a bit remote, and when Jiang Yu passed by, Xiaosanzi was sweating profusely directing seven or eight people to scoop foam from the cauldron.

Originally, Jiang Yu thought that the mill was powered by donkeys, but it turned out that people used waterwheels. From the look of the waterwheels, Jiang Yu probably used the water from the underground river.

This underground river is really troubled in Zhao Zhengqing's hands.

"Miss Li, why are you here? It's suffocating and choking here. If something happens, just send someone to call me." The third son was a bit miserable, probably because he was a little close to the cauldron, and his eyes were red from choking.

"How did you set up a stove in the house?"

"We thought it would be quick to evaporate the water, but we didn't expect it to burn for a day and two nights before half of it went down."

"Blame me, blame me, I forgot to tell you." The water filled with medicinal materials evaporated very slowly, and the water in the pot was gurgling back and forth, but no water vapor came out.

"Looking at it like this, it will probably take a day and two nights. What about the foam that comes out? Use it first, and send me the rest after you finish it."

"In my place, there is not much foam coming out, only this small porcelain bottle. The remaining foam has not cooled down and is still outside."

Xiao Sanzi took out a small porcelain bottle with the height of a thumb and the width of two fingers from his arms and handed it to Jiang Yu.

"That's about it. If you don't want to burn it, forget it."

"It's half done, let's boil it dry, or Dr. Li will be scolded for wasting medicinal materials."

"it is good."

Jiang Yu went back happily holding the small porcelain bottle. The ointment only needs to be applied to the upper half of the face that is not covered by the mask, and the lower half of the face that is covered by the mask is enough for Jiang Yu to bask in the sun. , when the time comes, the two sides will gradually become one color.

Returning to the small courtyard where he lived, Jiang Yu gleefully applied the ointment to his face while looking at the bronze mirror, and felt it carefully. The medicine contained in this world's medicinal materials was not bad.

It is estimated that it will recover in about a month or so.

When his complexion almost recovered, Jiang Yu was about to set off.

First go to Li Ya's sect, and then go home, and then find a way to recruit disciples to revitalize the Wudang sect!

The most troublesome thing here is the matter of Li Ya's master's sect. Li Ya doesn't know many clues. After Jiang Yu came, he didn't hear anyone talking about the Wudang faction. This is probably the reason why Jiang Yu stayed in the palace and never went out.

However, judging from Li Ya's memories of his previous life, this Wudang sect probably wasn't a great sect, and he probably wasn't famous, so it wasn't strange that no one mentioned it.

He happened to be in the palace now. Zhao Zhengqing had been involved in a lot of martial arts circles many years ago and was quite well informed. It was only right to find an opportunity to ask.

It happened that those few years were the most active years for Zhao Zhengqing, and Zhao Zhengqing knew something about what happened in the martial arts.

At night, Jiang Yu gleefully put on the ointment again and prepared to go to bed, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of "da da da" feet stepping on the roof tiles again just after he lay down on the beam.

The footsteps on the roof tiles were messy, and one could tell that there were a lot of people coming, and the martial arts levels of the visitors were not uniform. Some people with good lightness kung fu made very low voices, and some people actually stepped on the roof tiles.

This number reassured Jiang Yu a lot, at least it would not be people sent by Xiaoyaolou. According to Xiaoyaolou's style of work, they would not send so many people at once.

Guessing this, Jiang Yu was relieved, and quietly lay on the bed holding Qiangwei, waiting for the follow-up development.

Sure enough, the people on the roof tiles were not coming towards Jiang Yu, their footsteps disappeared quickly, and they ran towards the east.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the roof of Prince Zhao Zhengqing's mansion is really easy to climb, even people and ghosts can climb it." Jiang Yu complained a few words and threw Qiangwei on the side of the pillow and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

As a result, the fragrant and sweet dream hadn't come yet, but the unusually noisy sounds of shouting and killing came first.

Jiang Yu couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, is the prince really so difficult these days?Every day someone comes to make trouble.

Just as Jiang Yu wanted to poke his spiritual sense out to see the excitement, the voices outside were getting closer and closer to Jiang Yu's side. Before he could get out his spiritual sense, "Bang!" The door was kicked open, "Kacha!" ~!" The window was smashed open.

Then seven or eight men in black hurled into Jiang Yu's room. One of the men in black was carrying a sack on his shoulder. Judging from Jiang Yu's many years of experience, the sack was designated to contain people.

After the group of men in black came in, they saw someone on the bed under the moonlight, and they were obviously a little surprised. The information they had obtained was that there was no one living in the Yayuan, so why is there still someone on the bed?

But since Zhao Zhengqing can arrange to live in the elegant courtyard, it must be a distinguished guest, who is tied up as a hostage!

(End of this chapter)