Traveling through memoirs

For Qing Luo, the following days will be quite leisurely...

Why do you say 'not bad'?

Because there are always a few days in a month, upset...

"How is your communication with Huahua?" Yingcao was pounding herbs, looking at Qing Luo who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Leave me alone, I want to be quiet..." Qing Luo opened her eyes, stepped into her boots, slumped her shoulders and kicked to the side of Yingcao, and poured the whole pot of tea into her stomach towards the spout of the teapot.

"Who the hell is Jingjing? Why do you always miss her..." Yingcao added some herbs into the bowl, and crushed them with a mill: "Think about Huahua, it's useless to think about Jingjing."

'Hehe, if I wasn't afraid of the centipede, I would have missed it a long time ago, a dead baby dish that doesn't hurt my back when I stand and talk. Qing Luo rolled his eyes while holding his chin.

It has been more than three months since the centipede Huahua settled down in Qing Luo's body. According to Yingcao's prediction, it only takes Qing Luo a month to successfully communicate with Huahua.

At that time, Yingcao patted her small chest and praised Ying to Haikou, "Uncle Ying, don't worry!At most one month, even if the vixen is a pig, I can teach him! '

However, the truth was like icy rain, silently patting the faces of the two of them.Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and Qing Luo still failed to establish any contact with Huahua.

"Damn vixen, did you do it on purpose?" Yingcao suddenly put down the medicine grinder in her hand: "I told Uncle Ying, even if you are a pig, you can establish a relationship with Huahua in a month. But look Now, three months have passed!!! Look at my face, it's almost swollen from a beating!!"

"You are fat and swollen." Qing Luo leaned on her chin and licked her lips: "This is the key to my life, why should I be serious with you."

Yingcao thought about it, and felt that Qing Luo really didn't need to compete with him.

Frowning, tilting her head and tapping her fingers on her temples little by little, Yingcao sighed: "What's the problem...Are you sure you remember what I said?"

"You only said three sentences in total... the first sentence: Huahua will live in your dantian and feed on your blood; the second sentence: calm down and feel Huahua's emotions carefully; the third sentence: very You can sense it soon, it's very simple~" Qing Luo repeated the three sentences that she had memorized backwards, and even imitated Yingcao's tone when she said these words: "Do you think I'm stupid? Just Can’t you remember less than a hundred words?”

Yingcao's shoulders slumped, and her small face was wrinkled into a bun: "Then what's going on...how could it be like this..."

"What you said is too simple. How do you feel the emotions of that centipede? You didn't say just those three sentences, how to do it specifically? I don't know Gu art, and I can't figure it out even if I try to find it myself."

"But that's what my grandma taught me back then!" Yingcao pouted, "That's how I sensed it back then! You must be too stupid!"

Qing Luo took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to smash baby vegetables into sauerkraut, clenched her fists hard and then let go: "Do you have any other options?"

"No way, I don't know what to do except you continue to take the medicine." Yingcao said, and handed Qing Luo three ceramic vials: "This is the amount for the next half month, and it's still the same. One Three times a day, three capsules each time."

"Is there anything else you missed? Since there are no problems in the end, maybe you made a mistake at the beginning." Qing Luo took the vial and put it in her arms.

"Impossible! I've checked everything step by step! Why..." Yingcao's voice stopped abruptly, and she blinked her eyes a few times with her mouth open, as if remembering something.

Qing Luo, who was just asking casually, now realized that it was the problem on the other side of Yingcao. She closed her eyes hard, and tried her best to restrain her urge to squeeze the baby vegetables into vegetable juice. So stupid! '

"What's wrong?" Qing Luo pursed her lips and gave a smirk.

Yingcao swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit, put the pestle into the bowl, and rubbed her hands nervously: "I forgot to cut off my connection with Huahua..."

"So?" Qing Luo tilted her head so that her eyes were at the same level as the shrunken grass.

"So, I need to let Huahua come out, cut off contact with her, and then let her go back..." At the end, Yingcao's voice was almost grunting in her throat.

Qing Luo had already silently raised her 40-meter broadsword in her heart, but she still suppressed her anger and reconfirmed in case of accidental injury: "You mean, let that centipede crawl out of my body, and then climb up again. Are you coming back?"

"I'm sorry..." Yingcao pitifully reduced her footprint: "I'm very sorry, I promise there will be no next time! I swear!!"

So just like that, Qing Luo had to endure the process of the colorful centipede crawling out along the texture of his arm and then crawling back again.

But this time, Qing Luo was very commendable for not fainting.

He just vomited the grass all over his body.

After vomiting, Qing Luo's green face turned pale from being frightened by the centipede.As for Yingcao, who was covered in vomit, her rosy face instantly turned pale.

"You're disgusting..." Yingcao pinched her nose and jumped all over the floor, trying to throw the dirty things on the ground.

Seeing Yingcao's behavior like this, Qing Luo's nausea that had just been suppressed turned up again: "You are even more disgusting like this, wash it off quickly!"

After finishing speaking, Qing Luo walked out of the room first without looking at Yingcao's reaction.

Anyway, [Purple Smoke Valley] has strict rules, no matter whether there are people living in it or not, the room must be cleaned once a day.So Qing Luo randomly found an empty room and got in, sat cross-legged on the bed, and tried to communicate with Gu again.

After Yingcao tidied herself up, the maid cleaned Qing Luo's room and lit it with sandalwood before Qing Luo walked back leisurely.

"Why did you go?" Yingcao asked subconsciously after changing her clothes.

"You don't care what I do, just take care of yourself." Qing Luo sat on the rattan chair, poured herself a cup of scented tea, looked up and down Yingcao: "The jade pendant is crooked, just straighten it. "

"Cut! Cut! Cut! Who wants to care about you!" Yingcao was not angry, but subconsciously hung up the jade pendant obediently: "I am worried about your progress in cultivation. As your master, naturally You have to care about the progress of your apprentice's cultivation~" Yingcao elongated her voice, with a dignified look.

"Heh~" Qing Luo sneered, and put down the teacup in his hand: "Then...Master...Excuse me, what should we do next?" With a playful smile.

Yingcao Quan pretended not to see Qing Luo's expression, but still had that serious look: "Of course we should communicate with Huahua first!"

"and then?"

"Then?"

"I've already felt its consciousness just now." Qing Luo raised the corners of her mouth lightly: "So, then..."

"The vixen looks so pretty when she smiles... No wonder it's a vixen..." Yingcao was stunned by Qing Luo's smile for a moment, staring at Qing Luo like a nympho for a long while without opening her mouth.

Raising her eyebrows, Qing Luo withdrew her smile and leaned back on the chair again: "Wipe your drool."

Yingcao was startled, and wiped the corner of her mouth habitually—it didn't wipe anything.

Although she knew that Qing Luo was playing tricks on her just now, Yingcao was too embarrassed to accuse Qing Luo again, after all, she was the one who was infatuated and looked at others dumbfounded.

Coughing twice, Yingcao saw that Qing Luo didn't continue to bury her, so she quickly changed the subject: "The next step, of course, is simply to give Huahua orders."

"Is that so?" Qing Luo asked back, at the same time, a large group of poisonous insects, snakes and ants came out from nowhere and began to emerge from the cracks in the door, under the bed and other dark and damp places.

Crowds and groups of poisons crowded into a black mass, and occasionally there were a few bright patterns dotted in the black mass, which swelled several times and then sank to the bottom.

"Wow..." Yingcao looked at the poisonous people who formed a neat circle where the two were standing, and opened her mouth in surprise: "Huahua is already so powerful?? I haven't let her move for a long time. I didn’t know she could command so many younger brothers now!”

'What kind of brain circuit is this?Shouldn't you say I'm great at this time? Qing Luo sneered secretly, glanced at the dark and surging ground, and communicated with Huahua in a languid way to let it disperse the poison.

As a quiet and handsome man, Qing Luo said that he likes to use poison to wipe out a piece of something with a wave of his hand.But if you add poison and bugs together, Qing Luo is not sensitive.After all, bugs and handsome men are not compatible, these things are too degrading of handsome men.

"What's next?" Seeing the poison receding like a tide, Qing Luo felt much better all over.

"Next..." Yingcao blinked her eyes and recalled the time for a stick of incense. During this period, Qing Luo secretly mocked the idiot N times in her heart. Yingcao finally remembered what to do next: "Next , I'm going to take medicine."

"Taking medicine again?" For more than a month, because of Yingcao's inattentiveness, Qing Luo took a lot of medicine to 'seduce' Huahua, the centipede.It's a pity that the problem of the centipede was not resolved, and Qing Luo had an inexplicable fragrance on her body.

Yingcao said that it is called 'Hunhunxiang', which can increase Huahua's chances of communicating with other poisonous insects.

However, Qing Luo knew that Yingcao's words could only be listened to, not taken seriously.

"To be precise, it's to take poison/medicine." Yingcao said, and took out another small porcelain bottle from nowhere: "Let's start!"