mtl008 Chapter 298 There is a kind of tea called...
Chapter 298 There is a kind of tea called...
The next morning.
Zhao Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his clear eyes.
The mirage rock in front of him dissipated silently, transforming into unique mirage gas that merged with his spiritual consciousness.
A panel appeared before my eyes.
[Gained Floating Shadow Proficiency: 1]
[Floating Shadow: A First Glimpse into the Doorway and Entering the Hall (6/10)]
After two hours of practice, he only managed to perform Floating Shadows five times while being drunk, just as a way to sober up while practicing magic.
At this moment, as he clumsily mobilized his spiritual wisdom soul and Niwan consciousness, he carefully felt the elusive power contained in the consciousness...
Mirage.
Zhao Qing suddenly realized that the Floating Shadow Illusion was not so much a magic technique as it was a unique way of absorbing and utilizing mirage energy.
Through the pulsation of the spiritual soul, with the help of mirage, the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy are completely distorted, giving people an illusion.
In the eyes of others, one's appearance, consciousness, and aura are completely different.
But in fact, I haven't changed at all, I just added a layer of disguise...
If you take Mingyi Powder, you will not be affected by this disguise for a short period of time.
"call……"
Zhao Qing exhaled slowly and meditated quietly to restore his consciousness.
The trouble with this floating illusion technique is that after adding disguise to yourself, it still requires a certain level of acting skills.
As for the need to absorb the mirage material every day, it is not particularly troublesome. After all, he will have to work hard every day in the future... It doesn't take much energy to do it all at once.
He once again extended his spiritual sense out of the house and swept through the wind and snow in the southern part of Qiongchuan Stream.
Auntie and Hong Ning haven't come back yet...
Zhao Qing was very curious. He wondered what his aunt and Hong Ning were talking about and why they had been out for so long.
Although the aunt said that she wanted to see Hong Ning's strength, Zhao Qing knew that she would not confront Hong Ning again.
At most, we could just have a heart-to-heart talk or comfort Hong Ning.
As for whether Hong Ning would suddenly break down his aunt's defenses... to be honest, Zhao Qing was a little panicked.
According to the simplest dialectical view -
Before meeting Hong Ning, my aunt Shuyue, myself and Si He all thought that Hong Ning was a scheming girl.
But now, in just one day, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.
Among them, Qinghuan was a spectator from beginning to end, so let’s not talk about it for now.
It would be fine if he just collapsed, but he also conquered Shuyue and Sihe, and even wanted to communicate with my aunt through him...
What the hell does this mean!?
The entire army is about to be wiped out!
Judging from the combat power based on the results, Sister Ning has already crushed the whole audience.
Can……
I really feel sorry for her. I really want to talk to her more and hold her in my arms for a while...
Si He said softly: "Don't talk about red lemon tea, I don't like it."
Zhao Qing: ???
At first, didn't you call her a scheming bitch? Then you thought she was a tea girl!?
Si He's pretty face appeared, and her cherry lips curled slightly.
"I regret it. I blamed her wrongly."
Take a look.
I just want to say that you have also been enlightened.
Si He: "How can you say wash? It's obviously me who suddenly came to my senses."
Zhao Qing was silent for a moment.
indeed.
I also suddenly realized it.
but……
Although I feel sorry for her now, and I know that I have liked her for a long time and want to love and care for her, this does not affect her combat power index in my heart - at least it is as high as the ceiling.
It’s overflowing!
Si He's bright eyes curved, revealing a sweet and lovely smile like an ignorant girl, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her crescent-shaped eyes.
"How strong do you think Qing Huan is?"
Pure joy?
I was just joking when I said Qinghuan was powerful. In fact, she is just a little more cunning than Shuyue.
Si He: "That's okay."
She thought for a moment and added, "Can you find a way to make Hong Ning cry? I feel so uncomfortable watching her laugh."
? ?
Zhao Qing was stunned. Haven’t you come to your senses?
Why do you still want to bully Hong Ning?
Si He supported her pretty face with her small hands and frowned, "She laughed so happily, it hurts my heart to see her."
Zhao Qing: ...
You are already in the shape of Sister Ning, right?
Don't worry, I'll take care of it.
She was trying to conquer me, and I was trying to conquer her.
I've always had a way with women...
Just as he was thinking of this, the spiritual mark left in the surroundings suddenly sensed... the apricot-yellow boat.
My aunt and Hong Ning supported each other and stood on the edge of the spirit boat, laughing and whispering.
There was no difference from the state they were in when they met yesterday.
Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, anticipation rising in his heart.
After all, my aunt said so, she wanted to see... why she couldn't beat Hong Ning?
And what did Shuyue say in secret to her aunt?
……
Under Zhao Qing's expectant and curious gaze, the apricot-yellow boat landed in the yard. The two women smiled at each other, clasped their hands tightly, and walked towards the quiet room together.
Little did they know that their simultaneous glances made Zhao Qing's heart skip a beat.
I had a vague feeling that something was not going to go well.
The door was pushed open, and the howling cold wind instantly rushed into the room.
"Are you sober?" Auntie greeted him softly with a teasing look on her face.
Hong Ning, who was wearing a dark green dress, stepped sideways past her aunt, raised her chin slightly towards Zhao Qing provocatively, and then sat in front of him... and began to take things out of the storage.
Steaming hot pastries, golden fried buns with a hint of oil, milky white rice soup with a rich tea aroma, and sweet and sour side dishes that looked like roots...
Zhao Qing was stunned.
Hong Ning lowered her head, and the spiritual ring on her slender green fingers flashed with light from time to time, like a treasure bag of delicious food... and most of the food she took out was still hot.
She raised her eyebrows from time to time and gave Zhao Qing a playful look.
This is nothing, what makes Zhao Qing even more confused is...
My aunt actually took out a jade basin from the corner, and the spiritual energy around her began to gather. She actually prepared hot water and started washing her face!?
"Did you wash up after you sobered up?"
Listening to his aunt's ordinary question, Zhao Qing shook his head slightly, saying, "I don't really understand what you are doing."
Zhou Xiaoyi smiled with her beautiful eyes and took out two other jade basins to prepare hot water.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the quiet room was very strange. There were clearly three people there, but no one spoke.
There were only the sounds of heavy breathing, the rustling of Hong Ning unravelling the oil paper, the splashing of water as his aunt's delicate hands gently stirred it - and Zhao Qing's own heartbeat.
He simply chose to fight against the enemy with his own army and block the water with earth.
At this moment, he raised his face and stared at the woman in front of him with a smile. Hong Ning noticed his burning gaze, stopped cleaning up the food, looked up and smiled softly, meeting his eyes.
Looking at Hong Ning's smiling eyes, Zhao Qing came up with countless countermeasures at once.
To flirt with girls.
simple.
Even for the questions Hong Ning had asked him before, he had found all the answers, and in addition to the xylophone and the gauze dress... many music scores, perfumed dews, cosmetics, bronze mirrors, and the same spirit boat were all kept.
But he obviously didn't intend to take it all out right now, and then cry and beg Sister Ning to forgive him.
After all, it was already embarrassing to have my defense breached before...
Moreover, Zhao Qing has rich practical experience, and he clearly understands that women's problems are generally very time-sensitive and will not be solved in time.
Someone asked you yesterday if you loved me, but you only said I love you today.
That's a pity, he's a complete clown.
Therefore, Zhao Qing planned to suppress these things in his heart for the time being, waiting for a suitable opportunity to inflict heavy critical damage on Sister Ning.
……
Behind him, his aunt gently lifted her wet hair, and with her ten slender jade fingers, she held a velvet towel and leisurely wiped her fair cheeks.
At the same time, he sent a message to Zhao Qing: "Everything is going well."
Zhao Qing:?
"What's going well?"
"Ning'er is very well-behaved. She was just playing with you. As long as you treat her sincerely, why would she deliberately embarrass you?"
"As for when to express your feelings, just figure out the opportunity yourself."
Lemon?
Very... well-behaved! ?
Zhao Qing was silent for a moment. He did not send any message to his aunt, but chose to confront Hong Ning directly.
He transmitted a message: "Xiaoyi just sent me a message, saying that you are very well-behaved."
"Pfft!"
The woman's light laughter instantly broke the silence in the room.
There seemed to be a deep glint in her watery eyes. At this moment, she leaned forward slightly, exhaled lightly, and asked with a soft and ambiguous smile, "Why are you transmitting the message? Am I not right in front of you?"
Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment.
He scanned behind him and saw his aunt leaning against the wall, watching...
You call this being well behaved?
Zhao Qing didn't have time to think about it and responded hurriedly: "It's just that your smile is too beautiful, and I don't want to break this peace."
Si He’s ridicule echoed in my mind.
"You're still trying to flirt with girls like this? You're a complete clown."
Zhao Qing thought to himself, you know nothing. If you don’t know what to do, just praise her to death!
Sure enough, this law seems to be no exception for Hong Ning.
Her beautiful eyes lit up and she asked, "What if you don't smile?"
Zhao Qing: "She's more beautiful when she doesn't smile."
"So, do you like me smiling, or do you like me not smiling?"
Zhao Qing: ...
What a strong sense of oppression.
He once again passed by his aunt with his spiritual sense, saying that everything he said was a lie and he was trying hard to deal with Hong Ning.
“I like both of them naturally. It’s a completely different landscape.”
"When quiet, she is serene and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament."
"When she smiles, she is lively and graceful."
"If I speak from the heart, my liking for you has nothing to do with this. Even if I shed tears, I still think you are peerless."
Zhao Qing became shameless and acted like a fool under the watchful eyes of his aunt.
Hong Ning nodded slightly, as if she was very satisfied with Zhao Qing's response. At this moment, she frowned slightly and asked with a smile: "It's good that you like it. But you like me today, what about tomorrow?"
?
"I will be three times happier tomorrow." Zhao Qing consciously avoided words like forever, so as not to make himself more embarrassed.
"Okay, I'll ask you again tomorrow."
"Please remember to remind me~"
Hong Ning smiled lightly, her watery eyes full of brilliance as she watched the man lean over and kiss her.
The soft and slightly cool thin lips brushed past the corner of Zhao Qing's lips like a dragonfly skimming the water.
With the shyness of a girl in the boudoir, and a hint of haziness and ambiguity...
She breathed lightly, her eyes full of meaning, and she asked with a smile, "Have you considered Xiaoyi's feelings when you told me this?"
As Hong Ning's light laughter echoed in the quiet room, Zhao Qing felt that the energy and blood in his body could no longer be restrained, rushing directly to the top of his head like a raging river...
It can be said that the blood pressure suddenly rose.
He now wished there was a cellar in the quiet room so he could crawl into it.
So what the hell should I do?!
Do you two want to torture me together?
Just then, I heard my aunt's relaxed and natural laughter from behind me: "He would naturally tell me these jokes, but... it's just a gentle whisper in my ear at night when no one is around."
Hearing his aunt's retort, Zhao Qing slowly felt relieved.
It has to be Xiaoyi!
Every shot is a critical hit, and the screen is full of red text...
So this is how she meant "well-behaved"! ?
Zhao Qing instantly understood his aunt's intention. He knew he needed to take over and help Hong Ning out of the predicament.
But before he could speak...
The smiling, beautiful woman raised her delicate head, looked at her aunt, and said playfully, "It's a pity that I haven't experienced these things yet. Zhao Qing has only given me two essences over the years, and I still can't get pregnant~"
Zhao Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, and he secretly clenched his teeth.
The aunt casually tossed the warm towel over and walked towards me lightly: "It's because you are too stupid. You can't even catch a man."
"Go wash up and eat."
Hong Ning puffed up her cheeks playfully, venting her dissatisfaction to Xiaoyi.
Then he followed Zhao Qing to the corner and started washing his face...
Each person has a basin, just like the two dogs at my aunt's house.
Zhao Qing scooped up the warm water and splashed it on his face, feeling a lot more relaxed.
The dark green gauze sleeves beside her were slowly lifted up by slender hands. Hong Ning slightly raised her chin, indicating Zhao Qing to help her tidy up her long hair.
Zhao Qing moved silently, deliberately splashing water deep into the woman's snow-white skin under her neck as a form of revenge.
There is a dark aura in my mind.
Si He: "You suck."
Zhao Qing's mind stagnated. He seemed to have really become a lonely man. Even Si He didn't brag to me anymore?
He silently muttered in his heart...
"You still had good taste back then. If this isn't Tea Girl, what is it?!"
Si He was silent for a moment.
"There are many kinds of tea, green tea, white tea, jasmine tea. Your lemon tea is a very unique red lemon tea. It's sour and sweet, and I like it very much."
Red lemon tea?
Zhao Qing thought for a moment and exclaimed, "Master, you understand tea."
"Go away, stop licking."
……
After some fun, the three of them sat around and had dinner.
Looking at the food in front of him that looked very much like pan-fried dumplings, Zhao Qing sighed inwardly.
He never thought that he and his aunt could have breakfast when they arrived at Mingshang, and it was local specialties bought by Hong Ning.
Hong Ning's slender legs were bent to the side, half-kneeling on the ground, with a small bun in her hand and her cheeks bulging with food. The tranquility and elegance on her body disappeared without a trace, and she looked like a little hamster.
Moreover, she kept flirting with Zhao Qing from time to time, making it seem like it would be wrong for Zhao Qing to respond to her, and even more wrong if he didn't respond at all.
She gently pushed and handed the remaining bean tea to Zhao Qing, saying casually, "Let me try yours."
Zhao Qing was exhausted, so he just obediently exchanged bowls with her and didn't seek death again.
He finally understood that his aunt was the biggest spectator. Whenever someone was beaten to a pulp, she would help a little...
Hong Ning held the bowl of porridge and gently kicked the jade slips scattered on the ground with her slender feet.
He said vaguely, "Don't check it. Keep it for yourself. Take it out and count it when you miss me."
"Liang Qing is in Liangchuan City."
"It's just that there are three Jindan and two Yuanying in the city, all of whom are secretly protecting him."
"I'll help you study magic in the next few days. The three of us will just go and kill him and be done with it. We have more important things to do later."
Zhao Qing: ???
He glanced at his indifferent aunt, knowing that they had already communicated with each other.
You two have already discussed it, what else do you have to tell me?!
Do I deserve to know?
Having said that, he still asked a few key questions.
"You mean it's just the three of us?"
"Ok!"
Hong Ning nodded lightly: "Don't worry, I won't seek death."
Zhao Qing pondered for a moment.
Then he asked, "What's more important next..."
He stopped talking abruptly and changed the subject: "Who should I transform into?"
He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized, what could be more important? It must be experiencing the blood pressure lift.
"A male Jindan cultivator. I'll show you the spiritual image later."
"I have to help you practice illusion techniques these few days. Otherwise, with your limited control over your spiritual wisdom, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve the illusion of cultivation in half a year."
Help me practice magic?
Zhao Qing remained calm and continued eating.
The Floating Shadow Illusion requires the combined efforts of the Spiritual Wisdom Soul and the Divine Consciousness... Is Cha Mei going to practice cultivation with my Divine Consciousness right in front of my aunt?!
Isn't this just a face-to-face attack?!
He looked up at his aunt's cold expression again and suddenly felt unprecedented pressure.
Originally, Hong Ning couldn't even withstand the torture herself.
Now the whole family is helping her...
Zhao Qing: I was so scared.