[Comprehensive] The contagiousness of Northeastern dialect

Yu Huatian silently withdrew the hand he wanted to stop, and made a fist behind him.He said coldly: "The hidden weapon is poisoned."

Lin Ziyi: "..."

Lin Ziyi: "...What?! Are you afraid of stabbing yourself with a poisoned hidden weapon in your arms? I'm not an anti-poison mink either, I'll die if I eat rat poison..."

Yu Huatian felt that this question was too stupid, so he didn't want to answer it.

Lin Ziyi looked down at the wound, and asked without hope: "Have you brought the antidote?"

Yu Huatian didn't answer, but just threw her a plain white handkerchief.

Lin Ziyi took the handkerchief, sighed, and understood the answer.

After all, Yuhuatian is very confident that he can't stab himself, so what does it have to do with him if the hidden weapon kills others.So he definitely wouldn't carry the antidote with him.

Lin Ziyi covered her face with the plain white handkerchief, lay down on the ground, crossed her hands on her abdomen, and lay there quietly.

After a while, Yu Huatian asked with restraint: "...What are you doing?"

Lin Ziyi lifted a corner of the handkerchief, revealing one eye, and replied sullenly, "Didn't you throw me a white handkerchief, signaling me to prepare for my funeral?"

Yuhuatian took a deep breath, feeling that his temper had improved a lot in less than a month.

He said slowly, "I asked you to bandage the wound."

Lin Ziyi looked at the wound, but felt that it didn't matter, thinking that anyway, in this world in the painting, the venom cannot spread along the blood.If you can go out, follow Yuhuatian back home to take the antidote.

She casually asked: "Brother Huatian, what is the effect of this venom? How long can it last?"

Yu Huatian replied indifferently: "Stop immediately."

Lin Ziyi: "..."

While wrapping the wound with a handkerchief, Lin Ziyi praised against her will: "Brother Huatian, your poison is really as courageous as your character."

Yuhuatian was silent for a moment, then skillfully bandaged her wound with a short lower body, and asked her in a low voice, "You don't blame me?"

Lin Ziyi smiled wryly, "I blame you for what you did. I rowed it myself."

Lin Ziyi sighed, "Thinking of my fame, how could I have died so hastily? Niutou Mamian, Lu Pan, and the guards can laugh at me to death. But don't worry, even if I become a ghost, I can still come up to you Play."

Yuhuatian: "..."

I always feel that Lin Ziyi's identity makes him really not serious about the current life and death.

Lin Ziyi sat up from the ground, and saw Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing smiling happily.

Lin Ziyi said dissatisfied: "I'm poisoned, you two laugh so happily."

Lu Xiaofeng put his palms on his cheeks and explained with a smile: "I just think Miss Ziyi's innocence is very interesting."

Lin Ziyi muttered, "The white sable is almost a dead sable, so innocent."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand what she meant by the white sable and the dead sable, so he just took out a small purple bottle from his bosom, "Miss Ziyi, don't worry. I made a good friend in Qinchuan a while ago, he is a doctor with medical skills Gao Ming, this Purple Golden Pill claims to be able to cure all kinds of poisons, Miss Ziyi might as well give it a try."

She was skeptical, took the bottle, and asked suspiciously: "Is it really that powerful?"

Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I saw it with my own eyes. I will never lie. What's more, Miss Ziyi has no other choice, so why not take a gamble."

"It's always a gamble. You and Juan Lu probably have a lot in common." Lin Ziyi poured out the golden pill, put it in her mouth, and said vaguely.

Seeing her chewing movement paused, Yu Huatian asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Ziyi hesitated for a moment, shook her head, hesitated to speak, "I just think this tastes a bit like...but the taste of the pills may all be the same, maybe I'm overthinking."

Lu Xiaofeng sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the surrounding scenery change from winter to autumn.Fallen leaves covered the ground instead of white snow, and the plum trees were also stained with the loneliness of golden autumn.The proudly independent red plum petals fell to the ground and melted into the layers of fallen leaves, leaving only a few solitary yellow leaves on the branches.

Even though the world here is so strange that he can't understand it clearly, but Lu Xiaofeng's attitude remains the same, he still said very leisurely: "This situation reminds me of Huamanlou. If I can be in Baihualou, with him Drinking a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus wine is a great thing in life."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Lu Xiaoji, you are not mean enough, you have wine to drink, but you don't look for me."

Lu Xiaofeng should have said something back, but he didn't say anything, he just stared blankly at a handsome young man walking across from him.That person's face was as gentle as jade, and his gestures were graceful, he barely stopped three feet away from Lu Xiaofeng, and called softly: "Lu Xiaofeng."

Lu Xiaofeng opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Flowers Manlou?!"

However, Hua Manlou didn't respond to him, but just stood there and smiled at him.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help standing up and wanted to ask him why he was here, but he felt dazzled for no reason.He rubbed his eyes, looked again, and found that Huamanlou was still standing there, but the background turned into Baihualou.

On the opposite side of Huamanlou is Lu Xiaofeng.

It was Lu Xiaofeng who wore a bright red cloak, was neatly dressed, and looked radiant.

Instead of this Lu Xiaofeng who lost his red cloak and looked a little embarrassed.

Hua Manlou smiled and said to that Lu Xiaofeng: "Osmanthus fragrans is just right, so you come to ask for wine."

Lu Xiaofeng murmured: "What's going on?"

Lin Ziyi felt that her mouth was a bit dreamy about eating chicken legs, but there was nothing in this illusion, so she couldn't help but smack her lips, and answered Lu Xiaofeng absent-mindedly, "It's an illusion."

"Illusion?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned, "I know that the changing scenery here is fake, but why did Huamanlou and I appear here?"

"It's fake that you and Huamanlou appeared there." Lin Ziyi said, holding her chin, "There are many kinds of illusions. What you encounter now should be an illusion that can appear according to your memory. This illusion is generally Pretty disgusting."

Lu Xiaofeng heaved a long sigh, thinking about it, he could only accept this bizarre statement, and agreed: "Indeed. But why can I see other people's memories?"

"Then I don't know. Anyway, things like magic weapons can't be taken for granted." Lin Ziyi reassured him, "It's okay, if there is a picture of you wetting the bed at the age of six, we won't laugh at you."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

"It's all right." Lin Ziyi looked very magnanimous, "I'll be really disappointed if I see you wet the bed."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

While looking at himself and Huamanlou in the illusion, Lu Xiaofeng said casually: "Miss Ziyi seems to be quite familiar with this place. Not only did she not panic, but she also explained clearly."

Lin Ziyi blinked, and said nonsense, "Because my ancestors often dealt with this. Naturally, I understand it very well."

Lu Xiaofeng was curious, "What did your ancestors do?"

Lin Ziyi smiled and said, "Sells razors. Specially for people with four eyebrows."

Lu Xiaofeng realized that Lin Ziyi had scolded him, but he was not displeased. Instead, he laughed heartily, "No wonder women are said to be deceitful. Miss Ziyi said so, I almost believe it."

Lin Ziyi frowned suddenly, and said with a serious face: "I don't like talking to you."

It was the first time Lu Xiaofeng heard someone say this to him so bluntly, and he couldn't help being taken aback, "Why?"

Lin Ziyi replied with mixed feelings: "Talking to you will always take away my tall language style."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng's memory is neither long nor short.

Yu Huatian had no interest in this, but just sat on the ground, looking at Lin Ziyi from time to time, as if he was estimating something.

But Sikong Zhaixing knew the relationship between Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou very well, and felt that this kind of daily reading was useless, so he closed his eyes and began to recharge his energy.

So among the four people, only Lin Ziyi and Lu Xiaofeng were the ones who watched the most seriously.

Lin Ziyi felt that she was too tired to sit, so she got down on the knees and made comments from time to time, such as "Singing, drinking and laughing at each other, you two are dating", or "You sing really badly, although you can tell by your appearance that you sing Rough", and concluded with the sentence "You two staying together is simply a model for you to sing that it's okay and I'm deaf".

Lu Xiaofeng could only listen helplessly.

Lin Ziyi still wasn't satisfied, she poked him with her elbow, "Think of something interesting to relieve boredom. Or think of your confidante or something."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "Knowing how powerful this place is, how dare I think too much about it."

Sikong Zhaixing still kept his eyes closed, but he always paid attention to the movements here. Hearing this, he smiled and persuaded him: "If he thinks of his confidante, the illusions that come out, I'm afraid it's a little girl, you are ashamed to see it."

Lu Xiaofeng glared at him, but still smiled.

Lin Ziyi pursed her lips, "...you two actually spoke yellow accents in front of a little girl, I really misjudged you."

Lin Ziyi, to show her shamelessness in speaking obscenely to them, leaned against Yu Huatian who had been silent all this time, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Huatian, are you in a bad mood?"

Yu Huatian rubbed the center of his brows as if feeling tired, "I don't know how the palace will look like, and whether there will be changes."

He glanced at Lin Ziyi, "You don't feel worried, you are still not serious. Xu Benhuai already has six magic weapons in his hand, and the remaining one is still with me. But now people use swords and I use fish, this magic weapon He wanted to take it, it was a breeze."

Lin Ziyi smiled nonchalantly, "He can take it if he wants."

"You really shouldn't exchange the magic weapon in your hand for me." Yu Huatian looked at her quietly, puzzled, "You are not stupid. You should understand that the relationship between you and me is mutual use. What old man Xin said It’s hard to find the compatibility of fate, but I’m not the only one who is compatible with you. Why do you… trade them for me?”

Lin Ziyi stretched her waist, "I'm too lazy. There are only two magic weapons left in my hands. The remaining five are still to be snatched from Xu Benhuai's hands. If you are not here, I will grab the magic weapon while I'm at it." Looking for someone with a matching fate in the vast sea of ​​people, wouldn't it be exhausting."

Yu Huatian squinted at her for a while, his expression was unclear, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Xiaofeng could not stop waving to Lin Ziyi who was whispering to Yu Huatian, "Miss Ziyi, come here."

He looked at Lin Ziyi and asked with great interest: "Since Miss Ziyi understands the illusion so well, aren't you afraid that this illusion will also show your memories?"

Lin Ziyi turned her head to look at him, thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "I have some memories that I need to hide."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't think so, and said with an experienced look: "A girl's family always has many secrets that she doesn't want others to see."

The breeze is blowing, the peach blossoms are flying, it is another illusion.

The beauty in red and the knight in blue walked side by side, and the two held hands, although they didn't speak, they were full of affection.

She said: "You have to come back soon, I will miss you all the time."

He said, "I will definitely live up to your lovesickness."

Lu Xiaofeng opened his eyes wide, and said with a little surprise: "Isn't this the woman who was chasing me just now? This is also an illusion?"

Yuhuatian rarely joined the topic, frowning and said, "I've often seen this illusion in the past few days."

Lin Ziyi didn't respond, she just watched quietly, and after a while, she said, "The girl's family does have many secrets that she doesn't want to be seen."

Lin Ziyi didn't want to look at Qiniang's memories and think of her past.

She always wants to let herself not care about the past, just like those 81 thunders.

But she still cared after all.