[Sword III] Collection System

Fang Qi found that his little friend was a little strange. As for where the strangeness was, he really couldn't tell, but the only thing he could be sure of was that Feng Jianxun suddenly started laughing.

"Some people say that they laugh and make people look happy." Facing his question, Feng Jianxun replied very seriously.

who?Hsiao Keqing?But doesn't he usually have a dead face?

Sitting on Forrest Gump's head, Fang Xi held Yigang and Wali in his arms, and slowly followed Feng Jianxun to pick the raw material of Anshen Requiem incense - Yinlian flowers.

This plant, known for its vicious reputation, is peacefully huddled under the tree of life and death, and is accompanied by another similar pink flower.

【What kind of flower is that? 】Fang Qi asked curiously, pointing at the pink flowers, Xi Keqing only asked him to bury the seeds back then, but did not explain to him what kind of seeds he buried.

"That's Zhuyan, yang-loving, planted in the yin lace can neutralize its domineering negative medicinal properties," Feng Jianxun explained while picking it with his back turned to him.

Is it picked together because it can neutralize the medicinal properties?

Fang Xi lay on A-Gump's body, thinking about it.

But the smell of Zhu Yanhua does not seem to appear in Anshenxiang.

As if seeing his doubts, Feng Jianxun added: "The fragrance of Zhu Yan can suppress the Yinlian flower only at the moment of flowering, and after the flower blooms, it has no effect like ordinary flowers."

[Then why still pick it? 】

The curious baby holds a placard.

"Zhu Yan is also known as Lianqing. Although the plant is similar to Yinlian flower, it is not difficult to pick, and the petals and stamens are rare beauty products, so the sisters asked me to bring some back." Fengjian Xun folded the pink ones Huaguduo, put it in the basket at the waist.

It turned out that the senior sister had entrusted her, no wonder.

The growth range of the tree of life and death is not large, and after a while, the little friend picked all the flowers and put them in two small baskets on the left and right. If such a small basket is put up for auction on the black market, it will definitely cause a bloodbath. However, Here, it is just an ordinary raw material for making sleeping pills for a child with a mute disease.

Fang Xi didn't know this, even if Master Qi told him that Yinlian flowers were rare, he didn't have that concept.

Just as he lowered his head to think, a hand soaked in the fragrance of herbs gently lifted his chin, and his slightly callused fingers slowly rubbed the corner of his mouth.

"?!" Fang Xi didn't know why, so he hurriedly raised his head, Feng Jianxun's increasingly bewildering face was very close to him at this time, so close that he could even count the eyelashes one by one.

The slender eyelashes like butterfly wings flapped a few times, and the next pair of bewitching purple eyes narrowed.

What, what's wrong?

Fang Xi felt a little guilty when he looked at him, but he really didn't do anything wrong, why...

"Here, has anyone touched it?"

Not a question but a statement, Feng Jianxun looked into his eyes and asked firmly.

touch what?

Fang Xi was stunned.

"Sure enough, he still made a move. It was my fault. I shouldn't have let you go out of the valley alone." Apart from the anger, Feng Jianxun's face at this time could not be said to be more remorse or more self-blame.

Fang Xi was baffled by his reaction. The little friend was withdrawn and gloomy since he was a child. It was hard for even him to guess his real thoughts, let alone other people. Now that he came out like this, he had no idea what his intentions were.

Also, isn't their distance... closer?

The lips stopped at a distance of half a finger, and he saw Feng Jianxun turned his head away in confusion, his ears were red, and an indescribable atmosphere spread between them.

He doesn't know what the little friend wants to do, anyway, he has goosebumps all over the place now.

"Hey, did I disturb something?" Xi Keqing suddenly appeared from behind the tree, shaking his wheelchair.

Fang Qi: "..."

Feng Jianxun: "..."

****

Back to the long-lost deaf-mute village, the huts are still full of singing birds and flowers. No one can imagine that there was a turmoil not long ago.

Xi Keqing is a strange person. Like Kang Xuezhu, he seldom goes out, but every time he goes out, he will inevitably give birth to an object that is sought after by thousands of people. Sometimes it is a prescription, sometimes it is a armor, and sometimes it is a weapon. , in short, there are so many strange things, even Gu Zhu doesn't know what is going on in his mind.

I saw him come to the courtyard and use his fingertips to push out some dried Yinlian flowers, then stuffed them into a purple gold pipe, lit it, and handed it to them.

"Come on, take a sip," he said blankly.

Can he say no, he is underage, and inciting underage smoking is a crime.

"What are you thinking about, I'm asking you to try a new treatment." Ke Qing tapped on the pipe without hesitation and stuffed it into the mouth of the young child in front of him.

Fang Xi whimpered and wanted to break free, but he still subconsciously choked on the cigarette. The smell of smoke was not strong, and it was similar to the smell in the usual room.

It seems... not bad?

"In the future, you only need to hang the sachet with you, and you don't need to light soothing incense in the house," Xie Keqing said.

Fang Xi tilted his head to express his confusion.

Unexpectedly, Ke Qing sneered and said: "In the whole world, besides you, who else in the world can afford to burn this incense every day? I haven't asked you for the consultation fee for the past few years."

Uh……

Although the medicinal materials are expensive, he really didn't expect Jinggui to be so expensive.

"The amount of harvested Yinlian flowers is decreasing every year, and there is only such a small amount accumulated in a year. If you don't use it sparingly, you may not survive the year of dancing the spoon..." Xie Keqing took the tea from his mouth The pipe looked around, and continued: "Lighting the soothing incense is quick but it's too wasteful, and the sachet is economical but has little effect. So, I thought of a compromise. Now I only need to inhale five scents per month. Up to six doses of Anshenxiang can save your life, but you also need to take Requiem with you at all times, so don’t slack off taking one every day.”

It still seems to be quite troublesome...

Fang Qi exhaled a puff of smoke ring, thinking so.

Does that mean he will live his whole life with smoking guns?

"What are you looking at, make the pipe yourself, don't expect me to have this one." Ke Qing wiped the filter, changed to ordinary shredded tobacco and smoked it by himself, without any intention of giving him the pipe at all.

Fang Xi grabbed his thigh unwillingly, although he could do it himself, how could he accept with his seniors that he would definitely get spanked if he wanted to make a pipe for smoking opium?

"Tsk, why are you so troublesome, brat?" Ke Qing obviously didn't want to give up his beloved Zijin pipe, so he winked in the direction of his servant boy.

Feng Jianxun understood, and immediately went to the back room to search.

Xi Keqing took a long puff of smoke, and said in a rather helpless tone, "Although it is a treasure that was finally obtained, it is useless in my hands, and today I will take advantage of you."

After finishing speaking, he threw a long box handed by the servant boy into Fang Qi's arms:

"Use it well, and don't let others take advantage of it when you make a move in the future."

"...?"

Fang Xi hugged the wooden box and looked at him inexplicably.

Why does he always feel that there is something in the words of the master and servant?

Because there is no need to light tranquilizing incense, Fang Xi plans to sleep with his little friend tonight. Feng Jianxun's room is clean and orderly. There is almost nothing except daily necessities and tools for concocting medicinal materials. The table is placed on the bed. The ground was empty, which was unimaginably clean for Fang Xi, whose mecha parts were scattered everywhere.

This person has to have no desires or desires to keep such a clean and tidy place. After searching for a long time, he doesn't even have any snacks!

Since the little friend was taking a shower next door, Fang Xi didn't explore the other's room, but lay down on the bed and studied the pipe that Hsiao Keqing gave him.

Although he didn't say it, the wooden box must be a pipe, otherwise why would he give him this.

He opened the lock of the wooden box with little effort, and when he opened the wooden box, he saw a slender object carefully wrapped in silk and satin. The whole pipe was tightly wrapped, except for a golden tassel white jade stone at the end. The pendant is exposed, which is not suitable for him in terms of shape and size, but he thought that there seemed to be no pipes for young children to use, so he was relieved a lot.

At this time, after taking a shower, Feng Jianxun opened the door and walked in, seeing the child on the bed who was concentrating on unwrapping presents, he explained:

"It's a collection that the master got when he came to the Central Plains in his early years. It was made by Ding Zhu, the former Yan Yan foundry master. It is two feet long and weighs 27 taels. It is named..."

On the other side, Fang Qi also peeled off the silk wrapped around the pipe, and in an instant, streams of radiance overflowed from the peeled gap. At this time, the last two words of Feng Jianxun fell lightly beside his ears.

"Falling Phoenix"

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Dachengwu is online, although it is only used to smoke opium

...I've been very busy recently, very busy, and I have to go out on weekends, so tomorrow's update may be later... Of course, if I can code it in advance today, I will put it in the manuscript box.

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