Knight line GL

Li Zhaoxue didn't hear anything, her eyes were fixed on the stove.

She had never seen such a tidy stove, the countertop was spotless, and the pots and pans were all neat and orderly.

The chopping board is round, and a piece of mutton on it is cut in half, and each slice is the same thickness.In front of the cutting board are four dishes of seasonings, salt and sugar are white, sauce and vinegar are black and shiny, all of which are half portion, half an inch high from the edge of the bowl.

On the left side of the chopping board is a square wooden tray, inside which there are dough embryos, all of which are half a foot long and three inches wide, one on top of the other, like a stack of jade sheets unfolding.

The tray was placed by the side of the pot, which was not big, and thick soup was rolling in it, as white as milk, without any dross.Bursts of white smoke rose up, and the aroma was so tangy that Li Zhaoxue's stomach was on fire.

She was about to speak when a voice came from behind: "Don't eat!"

Mizhen rushed out from the shop opposite the stall, took Li Zhaoxue's arm, pointed at the stall owner's nose and cursed: "Don't eat it, you can see that he doesn't even eat noodles, so you know it's not a serious business." For business. Let me tell you, his noodles are not only unpalatable, but also outrageously expensive, a bowl of stewed noodles costs fifty yuan, and there is only one kind to choose from!"

Li Zhaoxue was very surprised, since it was not a restaurant at this time, it was not surprising that the place was quiet and there was no one there.Secondly, a bowl of stewed noodles in restaurants and restaurants is only twenty or thirty yuan, and fifty yuan a bowl at the stalls in this country ferry is really ridiculously expensive.

The stall owner didn't say much, just lowered his head and continued to cut the lamb.Li Zhaoxue found out that he only had one arm, and she admired and pityed her at the same time.

She couldn't bear to thank others for her kindness, so she stretched her arms and gave a slight salute: "Thank you for your kindness, I am really hungry." After speaking, she said to the stall owner: "Shopkeeper, a bowl of stewed noodles."

"Please sit down and wait a moment."

The stall owner put down the kitchen knife and took out a white cotton cloth to wipe his hands.Hold one end of the dough with the thumb and forefinger of the left hand, throw it up, pull it down, repeat several times, and pull out a uniform noodle.The noodles danced in the air like a white dragon. The stall owner loosened his fingers, and the white dragon plunged into the thick soup.

Li Zhaoxue couldn't take her eyes off, but she couldn't see all the actions of the stall owner clearly.His speed was too fast, and after a while, there were only five dough pieces left on the wooden tray.

Mizhen burst into tears, cursing as she cried: "You just hate me! You hate me for not being able to do anything well, you hate me for throwing things around, you hate me for being too fat, you hate me for being a picky eater, you hate me for eating biscuits and scum... lol Fanwu, you're a big bastard, you've gone back on your word even though you were fine a few days ago!"

Li Zhaoxue was very embarrassed at the side, and quickly led the horse to an old locust tree, and sat down at the farthest table by herself.

Mizhen was crying, but the stall owner still didn't look up.He walked to the far right of the stove and lifted the bamboo cover to reveal two stacks of ten noodle bowls. The color was azure and moon white, and the glaze was as thick as a pile of fat. It was wiped clean and shiny. It could be regarded as a snow bowl and an ice bowl. .

"Smiling bastard! Big liar!" Mi Zhen cried, her eyes were red, panting with anxiety, she stomped away.

The stall owner serves the noodles, the soup is white and the noodles are bright, the meat is fragrant, the chopped green onions are roughly cut and sprinkled with stars.Li Zhaoxue thanked her and picked up the bamboo chopsticks to scoop up the noodles.

You can tell it is delicious when you eat it, the noodles are soft and the soup is delicious, and it is not inferior to the delicacies of mountains and seas in Zhuyi Palace.Just after taking two bites, her stomach was burning like a hot iron.

Li Zhaoxue sighed in her heart: Although I practice martial arts every day, my strength and spirit are gradually growing, but my body has become delicate and delicate after a year in Zhuyi Palace.

She was hungry and couldn't care less.But halfway through the meal, Li Zhaoxue felt stuffy in her chest and uncomfortable all over, as if countless ants were crawling in and out of the cracks in the bones.

Li Zhaoxue wiped her hot cheeks, and then touched her forehead which was equally hot, thinking that she was caught in the wind and cold after rushing all night, so she took a few sips of hot soup from the noodle bowl.

"Woman?"

Li Zhaoxue heard the stall owner's voice, put down the soup bowl, and was shocked to find that there were many figures in front of her eyes.She hurriedly exercised her kung fu, suddenly her dantian was in severe pain like cracking, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness again.

When she woke up from a coma, she was already in a strange room.Li Zhaoxue had a splitting headache, the picture before fainting flashed in her mind, and she secretly thought something bad: Could it be that the stewed noodle stall owner is really not a good person?

She struggled to get up, and when she moved her arm, she didn't know what to touch the ground. She heard "crash" and thought about it for a while. Li Zhaoxue looked down at seven or eight books scattered under the bed.

The little accident calmed her down.

Li Zhaoxue looked around and realized that there was someone in the room.The man was sitting sideways to her on the floor, holding a book in his hand and was reading it with gusto, and a dim oil lamp was burning on the small bench in front of him.

Li Zhaoxue frightened him, and said softly: "I am grateful for the help."

The man ignored it.

Li Zhaoxue had no choice but to lift up the quilt.Unexpectedly, he knocked off the bamboo slips at the end of the bed again, the man jumped up in surprise, ran over to pick them up, and complained while checking, "Ah, this is a pre-Qin prescription slip, the only one in the world... Eh, you woke up ?

As soon as Mizhen opened her mouth, Li Zhaoxue knew it was the girl in front of the noodle stall.Hearing her question, he cupped his hands and saluted: "Thank you for saving me, Miss. Does Zhaoxue want to thank... Miss?"

"Shhh." Mi Zhen rested two fingers on her wrist, her face was full of spirits, "Gentle to each other, the reality is uncertain. Your pulse condition has never been seen before, it is so strange and wonderful."

Li Zhaoxue listened to her tone, as if she was a doctor, and asked for advice: "Miss, is my illness serious?"

"You are not sick." Mi Zhen shook her head and sat down beside the bed, her mouth was full of words, her eyes were full of colors, "The pulse condition is weak, which means a weak pulse is due to the lack of Qi and blood. The evil energy is strong, and the righteousness is sufficient. Righteousness and evil fight each other, Qi and blood fill the channels, which is called the real channel. You have both, do you think it is strange?"

Li Zhaoxue said: "Please also ask the girl to write a prescription and give medicine."

"You are not sick." Mi Zhen shook her head, looking her up and down, "If you want to be cured, tell me honestly, what do you eat?

Li Zhaoxue was taken aback, and thought: I only ate that bowl of noodles, could it be that it is really poisonous?No, I feel uncomfortable in the valley, so I can't frame others indiscriminately.

Seeing that she was silent, Mi Zhen felt anxious, and leaned into her ear and whispered, "I know it's incense, I've smelled it before."

Li Zhaoxue was at a loss, and blurted out, "Luo Xunxiang?"

Mi Zhen stared at her eyes and frowned: "You really don't know?"

Li Zhaoxue suddenly remembered something, quickly stretched out her hand and pulled off her collar, looked over her shoulder, and saw a red mark under her collarbone.She remembered that when Fuhuai waved her hand, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and almost fell off the horse.

Mizhen probed to see, but Li Zhaoxue quickly blocked it.

"I'm a doctor, so there's nothing I can't look at." Seeing Li Zhaoxue's reluctance, Mi Zhen lowered her head and sniffed her body, "Once the incense is infused, it lasts for a long time, and it is known as a bone-penetrating fragrance. Eh, the smell now It seems to have faded a lot."

Li Zhaoxue didn't dare to say much, so she had to ask: "Can this smell be removed?"

Mizhen shook her head: "The smell doesn't dissipate when a person dies. Back then, the big devil in Zhuyi Palace killed more than 2000 people in Gusu City and slaughtered all the owners of Gusu City because of it."

Li Zhaoxue was terrified when she heard that, she felt a sea of ​​corpses piled up inside her body, retching all the time.

Mi Zhen hurriedly got up to fetch water for her, but she couldn't express her emotion: "Hey, it's been 30 years, and the master hasn't seen it yet, yet I can see it, I'm so envious of them."

Li Zhaoxue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words: how old was Fu Huai two or thirty years ago?It couldn't be her.

Mi Zhen babbled on a lot, Li Zhaoxue only knew that Luo Xun Xiang was rare and strange, and the world knew only a little about its medicinal properties.She worried in her heart that it would be too strange if there was a scent on her body all the time.

Mizhen advised her to take a good rest and promised to cure her.In order to reassure Li Zhaoxue, I specially reported my name: "I am Zheng'er Bajing, a jade doctor of the Wood Spirit Medicine Building. Many people from my school are sitting in your ten thousand mu farm."

Li Zhaoxue was taken aback when she heard the words, she didn't understand why it was "your ten thousand mu of land".

Seeing her surprised face, Mizhen blinked and said with a smile: "Is this the first time you go out to practice? You don't have much experience in the world, and your black horse's ass is branded with the Chinese character the size of Luo Han Guo. You can only hide it from the blind."

Li Zhaoxue didn't know how to explain it, so Mizhen just thought she was ashamed and told her to rest and go to sleep next door.

The oil lamp was off, and the room was pitch black. Li Zhaoxue lowered her head and sniffed, only to smell the faint, bitter fragrance of herbs in the air.

She closed her eyes, recited the mantra silently, and exercised her energy to adjust her breath.This time there was no movement in the dantian, like a dry well and abyss, as if she had returned to the beginning of her inner strength cultivation.

Li Zhaoxue practiced her kung fu over and over again, trying her best to mobilize the qi in her dantian, and she gradually lost consciousness, as if she had fallen into a dream.

Sometimes Fuhuai falls from the sky, and the sea breeze blows her red dress like a ball of flame dancing.

Sometimes father and younger sister laugh happily, and the bright moon shines through the vines and falls into the water basin.The little girl stretched out her hand to poke it, and it shattered into stars before touching it.

Sometimes the old lady said that there are regulations for every move and every style, and there is a difference of a thousand miles.Sometimes Hall Master Li said that there is no fixed formula for moves, and one should not stick to them.

The hooligans on the island, Sister Tang and Liu’s laughter, A Yan and Xiaomei, Wu Wuwu who came on horseback, and the hero Ran standing with a sword... Thousands of people are like dreams and illusions, like flowers in a mirror and moon in water .

"Ha." Li Zhaoxue woke up suddenly, stunned for a moment, only to feel that her whole body was drenched, and her dantian was full of warmth.She tried to exercise, and her spirit was shaken, and she immediately heard noises outside.

Li Zhaoxue was afraid that people from Wanmutian would come after him, she was worried about the hero's safety, and feared that Mizhen would be implicated.Hastily lifted the quilt and tiptoed to the window.

She pushed the window open a gap, only to realize that she was on the second floor, and downstairs was the street during the day.At this moment, there was a person standing in front of the door, looking down on his face, but his right arm was empty, obviously he was the noodle stall owner.

He stood in front of the door openly and aboveboard, not looking like he was going to be a thief.He didn't knock on the door or shout, he took out an object from his arms and put it by the door, turned around and left.

Li Zhaoxue was secretly amazed when she saw it. Thinking of the scene during the day, could it be that both lovers and concubines have intentions?

Unexpectedly, the stewed noodle stall owner walked more than a dozen steps and suddenly stood still.Huyue Qinghui made his shadow long and thin.

He stood still for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he turned around and rushed back to the door.Bending down, picking up a thing and hurried away, walked twenty or thirty steps, threw his arm as if venting, raised his foot to step on it and twirled it.

Li Zhaoxue couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it, she didn't know why such a seven-foot man was so smeared, Mi Zhen scolded half of it during the day.Such capriciousness, what a big bastard.

She sighed, raised her breath and jumped downstairs, went there and looked down.

There was a squashed grasshopper on the ground.