What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Youxinju is located in the shade of a mountain. Although it is quiet in late autumn, it is also lonely.

Fengfu entered the room with hot water and a medicine bottle, and saw that the doors and windows were all open, Xiao Fangdao was covered with a thin blanket, resting on the couch with his head propped on one hand and his eyes closed.

She sighed, walked to the gums, wiped Xu Cuilu's cheeks on the bed, pinched her jawbone and fed two medicines, and poured a half glass of water.

Xiao Fangdao's voice was hoarse: "Have you searched?"

"I have nothing on me except this dress." Feng Fu shook his head, "I gave her food and brought her here, I deliberately used Fuyou Finger and Pixu Step, but she didn't take a second look. On the contrary, he seriously commented on my appearance, and even Kou Dan noticed it when I pointed. This appearance is definitely not from the world, if the suzerain is worried, you can check it out yourself."

"No." Xiao Fangdao said wearily, "I'm afraid her bones will be broken in my hands."

Fengfu laughed, his cheeks dimpled to reflect the crescent-like eyes, "The suzerain doesn't want her life, why bother to toss her like this, and waste so much internal energy before retreating..."

"Even if he is not a decent undercover agent, he is definitely not an honest person." She slowly rubbed her forehead, and since she woke up, her two fingers have hardly moved away from the center of her brows, "Scare her, so that I won't be hurt at this time." Make trouble."

The wind talisman stopped the movement in his hands, held his breath and changed his steps, and closed the sill windows on both sides.

"Why does the suzerain want to keep her?"

Xiao Fangdao didn't answer, but asked instead: "How true and false do you think her words are?"

"This person does have a face of 'not being good at lying', but if I were to tell you, what she said is probably more false than true."

Xiao Fangdao said, "Oh? I think most of what she said is true, there are only two doubts."

"Which two places?"

"One, she is not seeing me for the first time, and two, she is not some illusionist." She glanced at the pale face of the sleeping person on the bed, as if evaluating a poor-looking cabbage, "fine skin and tender flesh, pampered , the callus on the right hand seems to be left by holding a brush, but the position is not quite right, other than that, there are no traces of hard work, how can it be an artist who is begging for a living in the market."

Feng Fu also nodded and said: "That's right, we haven't even seen the clues to such a brilliant illusion, who would teach this skill to a weak woman? Then... the suzerain said that she is not seeing you for the first time, and then Why?"

"Have you ever noticed the way she looks at people? Do ordinary people stare at the face of a dangerous person when they see it?"

Fengfu was stunned: "She also..."

"There is no intimacy in those eyes that covet the beauty, but it looks very... kind." Xiao Fangdao frowned, "It's like an elder can't help showing a look of relief when he sees a satisfactory junior."

"what?"

In this life, probably only her teacher would look at her like this when Xiao Fangdao was improving in martial arts.

"This man is very weird. It would be a pity to kill or let him go." Xiao Fangdao sank into the soft couch, and his voice sounded a little lazy, "As for the origin of his identity, there will always be a way in the future." Let her confide."

Suddenly a thin figure stood outside the door, Shui Lian changed into a moon white sleeve, and flew in like a silver-winged jade butterfly.

With a flick of his plain sleeves, an exquisite medical box was thrown on the black lacquered square table beside the couch. He approached a few steps gracefully, with a hint of sarcasm from his gentle eyes: "The suzerain judges others with the heart of a gentleman. It seems that this person's gaze is no different from that of a prostitute."

"She was really obsessed with you when she saw you..." Xiao Fangdao seemed to realize something, "Since she has offended her many times, why are you willing to help her?"

Shui Lian turned her eyes slightly angry: "The suzerain still asked me? If I don't save her, she might not be the only one who died on the spot."

As he said this, he moved to Xiao Fangdao's side, held up the thin wrist, and marked his pulse with three fingers, but after a while, his brows gradually became worried: "Sect Master..."

"What? Are you going to cry again?"

"The pulse condition is more chaotic than in previous years. Is the suzerain sure to use the acupoint locking method? Once the acupoints are locked, the internal force cannot be mobilized. If the time of retreat is too long, I'm afraid it will..."

Xiao Fangdao turned his head away: "As usual."

The other party had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."

He bowed and lowered his head, took out a red headband soaked with agarwood from his sleeve, and helped Xiao Fangdao to pull up the black hair that was lying on the ground, then he took off her outer garment lightly, and opened the medical box.

Because she was only wearing a thin coat, her figure was even more emaciated and sharp, and he couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

Seeing that the silver needle was about to pierce the acupoint, Fengfu immediately took a step forward: "Sect Master, since we are going to retreat, I will send Xu Chuilu to the disciple's room right now."

"No need." She said lightly, "Before the sound transmission entered the secret, I ordered her to retreat with me."

Before Fengfu could react, he said in a daze, "What? She doesn't know martial arts, how can she retreat—"

Shui Lian stayed there for only a moment, and grief and indignation appeared on his face. He held back his tears and glared at Fengfu: "Fool, the suzerain means that we don't need two of us to guard this year."

The quiet room fell into dead silence.

Xiao Fangdao's brain hurts.

She didn't say it clearly in front of the two because she was afraid of this scene happening, and their reaction was even more exaggerated than she thought.

"Xu Chuilu is not a decent insider, and they can't find other eyeliners in the door. They are probably tired of playing this kind of tricks-it is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and wasteful of manpower." Xiao Fangdao explained in a warm voice, "This year They are so calm, they are probably thinking of other ways, and there will be no peace during this period of time. You have to watch Gu Zongmen up and down, and don't be distracted by my retreat."

Shui Lian's hand holding the needle trembled a little: "But..."

"Such a shallow robe, it won't look good with tears on it." Xiao Fangdao coaxed him with a smile, "You are all grown up too, how can the two hall masters always do this kind of maid work?"

Feng Fu buried his head down, gritted his teeth and said, "We are useless, unable to help the suzerain practice."

"I don't need help from others." Although her voice was soft, she was determined, "I just need someone who can tidy up the house and answer my summons. Xu Chuilu's background is unknown and he doesn't know martial arts. It would be a hindrance if he was brought into the sect." , just stay here and make the most of it.”

Shui Lian glanced at the unconscious woman who was out of her body: "Yes, the suzerain definitely didn't make this decision because he is no longer close to us."

"..."

Xiao Fangdao knew that her actions would definitely make this sensitive young man doubtful, but she also had some more important considerations.

"let's start."

The incense in the middle of the copper furnace is very prosperous.

It exerts the effect of clearing Qi, purifying spirit and clarifying mind.Due to the sealing of her meridians, her internal strength has weakened, and her five senses are several times more sensitive than usual. Any disturbance in the wind and grass can cause magnificent ripples in her mortal body and mind.

This is the silent prelude to washing the marrow and cutting the bones, and the nirvana of life and death.

The wind talisman and water ripple didn't make any sound. After Xiao Fangdao closed his eyes, they held their breath and tiptoed out of the house.

……

Xu Chuilu vaguely heard footsteps.

She knew that there should be no footsteps here, especially this kind of muffled sound that was more dragging and heavy than chains dragging the ground.

The voice swam around her, and then leaked far, underground.

When the clearness is completely restored, it is already the dusk of twilight.

The surrounding light is dim, and the panes reveal a few warm rays of sunset light, which brings a little convenience for Xu Chuilu's vision.

She was covered with a quilt filled with cold fragrance, her mouth had the bitter aftertaste of traditional Chinese medicine, and her limbs still had a bit of numbness and weakness left by the sealing of acupuncture points.But when she looked up, she saw a rare light yellow physical progress bar - 35, which was already halfway through.

[Host, congratulations on completing the task. ]

[...This task should be called "Unlocking a new way of death". 】

This number gave her the courage to increase her range of activities. She lifted the quilt to sit up, and her sight range expanded from the simple wooden planks to the pillars, window lattices and a series of furnishings.

She gave a wry smile.

[So, here...you still live in your heart. 】

[certainly.However, where do you want this to be? ]

When she first woke up, the carved canopy bed gave her the illusion that someone would jump up and shout "Miss, you finally woke up" in the next second, but the reality quickly threw the truth coldly on her face.

She is still the humble one who depends on others——

[Wait, what happened just now?What did Xiao Fangdao tell me?Am I considered a disciple of Jue Shetang now? 】

Chao Lu repeated Xiao Fangdao's speech.

Xu Chuilu's face gradually became stiff.

【You mean... she took me to retreat together?right here? 】

[Yes, she has allowed you to stay with her. ]

Xu Chuilu was already tired of correcting Chao Lu's words, she got up and got off the bed, stepped on her cloth boots and walked to the center of the quiet room, but saw that the silent main hall was empty.

The furnace wall is still warm, and a little spark can be seen in the incense ash, which means that the person has just left.

Xu Chuilu suddenly remembered the footsteps she heard in her sleep—but there was no movement of the door opening or closing.

【If it was sent by Xiao Fangdao, she should not have left this room. 】

Xu Chuilu rested his hand on his chin and speculated calmly.

【I remember, the voice seemed to be coming down...】

[Are you going to find her? ]

【If you can't find her, you can't go out. If she stays in seclusion for ten and a half months, am I going to stay here and starve to death? 】

Zhao Lu paused for a moment, and reminded: [It is rumored that if a warrior is disturbed during his retreat, his internal energy will become disordered at the slightest, and he will become mad at the worst. ]

She froze.

[No...it's not that serious, besides, tomorrow is the seventh day of the lunar new year. 】

[It's not too late before you find the location. ]

Although the quiet room is large, it is very spacious, there is no place to hide people, except for the bed frame, there is only a soft couch and a few low tables. As for the tall and heavy wooden cabinets, she thinks that Xiao Fangdao should not hide them. As for going to retreat here.

[It can only be a dark room, but I don't know where the entrance is. 】

She lay down next to the soft couch, and stretched out her hand to see if there were any protrusions on the side and the bottom of the couch, only to find a few long, thin... hairs.

The black thread curled up in her palm, Xu Chuilu first extracted the new quality with concentration, and then let out a long-suppressed low laugh.

[Look, Chaolu. 】

[It turns out that Number One in the World also loses hair. 】