Chapter 66 Fantasy in Painting
"This porridge is very fragrant." Dugu Zhi woke up faster than Zhong Xiu. When he woke up, he still had abdominal rumblings. He didn't have any burden on his face, and there was no embarrassment on his face. At this time, he was taking small sips of the porridge. He praised in a low voice: "It tastes good too."
Rong Qing nodded in agreement. She took a bite of the porridge after it came out of the pot, and after confirming it, she asked the Su family and her daughter to divide it into two portions. There is very little spiritual energy in the ingredients, but the person who makes the porridge is obviously very good at it.
The warm porridge turned into warm current and entered the stomach along the esophagus. Duguzhi obviously needed this energy supplement. After finishing the bowl of porridge, he breathed a sigh of relief. In addition, I had just fallen asleep and had a good rest, and now my whole body felt much more relaxed.
Turning around, he saw Rong Qing's thoughtful face and raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?"
"Hmm...there's something I can't figure out."
"Tell me about it?" Dugu Zhi became interested.
"About this porridge, actually..." Rong Qing said slowly.
At that time, she had looked at the ingredients one by one in the kitchen. They were indeed very ordinary with little spiritual energy, but they were still fresh. Seeing that Rong Qing had no objection, Su Erdang asked her to sit and wait in the study. Xing'er, on the other hand, started the pot with ease and moved a small bench to step on to chop vegetables. Except for the aura of the ingredients, the rest is no different from ordinary cooking. After all, serious spiritual food is not something ordinary monks can afford. Even if you don’t specialize in food cultivation, you can’t do it.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, please stay a moment, I'll go to Xing'er's place to have a look." Su Er welcomed Rong Qing into the study. The rooms here are very small, only two or three. It can also be used as a study room to entertain guests.
"Fellow Daoist Su, thank you for your trouble." Rong Qing said politely. She also didn't like to see a little girl cooking alone. Since Su Er said so, she naturally agreed.
"Thank you for your understanding, Fellow Daoist Yu." Su Er bowed again, then closed the door and exited.
The small, dimly lit study suddenly became extremely quiet.
It was so quiet... even a little strange.
Rong Qing could see the entire study room at a glance. Among them, the most attractive thing is a painting hanging on the wall behind the desk.
This painting is extremely large. It's hard not to be drawn to it.
The content in the painting is also very interesting.
There is a lot of white space, and a peach tree stretches out its branches in full bloom. A white figure hung in the air under the tree.
Next to the peach tree, there was a stream that seemed to be flowing. An old man wearing a bamboo hat caught a jumping red carp from the water.
Rong Qing frowned, feeling a little unhappy.
"The style of this painting is simple, and the imagery in the painting is very obvious." Rong Qing thought to herself, "It's just that the meaning in the painting is a bit bad."
Rubbing her fingers, she turned her head and looked away. But everywhere else it was completely empty. After a while, Rong Qing couldn't help it and looked back again.
This time, he just stared at the red carp that was fished out.
An extremely strange feeling of empathy suddenly appeared. It was as if she and the red carp were one.
In front of him was an enlarged dark face with wrinkles all over it. There was a malicious cold light in his muddy old eyes. Rong Qing struggled hard, but her whole body was so light that she was unable to do anything. There is even a sense of suffocation spreading.
The old man looked at Rong Qing and showed his huge mouth. The mouth is toothless, like a black hole...
——"Squeak".
Su Er and Su Xing'er opened the door and walked in.
Rong Qing looked over in a daze, as if she had been awakened.
"Sister Yu. The porridge is ready."
Su Xing'er's cheerful voice sounded like a deep layer of water behind her in Rong Qing's ears. Rong Qing was brought to the surface, while Su Er and Su Xing'er were still hiding under the water. Those words sounded vague and distant.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, you might as well try it." Su Er diligently served her a small bowl first.
Rong Qing looked over blankly, seeming to understand what he said, and whispered "Thank you" in a low voice.
This porridge is steaming hot and mixed with the aroma of rice and coriander. It feels even warmer when you drink it. Rong Qing felt much more comfortable. "The craftsmanship is very good. Divide this pot of porridge into two boxes. I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed?"
"Six low-grade spiritual stones are enough." Su Er smiled. Xing'er and Xing'er quickly divided the vegetable porridge.
Rong Qing took out six low-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag. It's just that the radiant light emitted by those spiritual stones became a little unusually dazzling.
Huh?
Before Rong Qing could take a closer look, a long sword with a strange shape stabbed her heart.
Rong Qing looked at the sword blankly. "It should have been done by Taozhi." Rong Qing reacted extremely slowly to this murderous intention, but instead her thoughts went to strange places.
Rong Qing's dull look was obviously what the father and daughter had expected. A flash of amusement flashed in Su Er's eyes, and with a boost of spiritual power, the peach wood sword could cut gold like mud. In fact, this peach branch is not an ordinary material.
The tip of the sword easily pierced Rong Qing's robe.
Su Er suddenly paused. No, it wasn't that he wanted to stop, but that he had to stop. There is a huge resistance in front of the advancing wooden sword.
A black flower bloomed in Rong Qing's heart.
Su Er suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the flower turning into strands of black silk threads flying down the sword. And because of his offensive, he couldn't avoid it at such a close distance.
Xing'er noticed something was wrong and pushed her away.
But just that, it was too late.
Black talisman embroidered across the chest. At first there were just a few tiny blood spots. Immediately, the wound suddenly expanded and blood mist exploded.
Rong Qing's dim eyes suddenly became clear.
"Robbery and murder?" Rong Qing didn't understand at this moment, "It turned out to be the trap set up by your father and daughter." Xing'er saw a delicate snow-white long sword suddenly appear in the hands of the female cultivator. "Sword Intent!!" Her heart was shocked.
Su Xing'er's current cultivation level is extremely low, but she has a lot of knowledge. Sword cultivators who can possess sword intent are not treated as treasures in any sect. "It hit the iron plate." She gritted her teeth.
Rong Qing's first reaction was to raise her sword and kill the higher-level Su Er first, even if the opponent was seriously injured. This way, it will be easier to kill.
"Don't kill my father!" Su Xing'er screamed, regardless of the difference in cultivation, she rushed in front of Rong Qing, blocking her sight.
Rong Qing's mind moved, and the word "Jin" appeared. Su Xing'er kept her pounce posture and was fixed in front of Rong Qing.
This sudden change gave Su Er an opportunity. The tremendous power that erupted between life and death made him jump up from the ground. Knocked out of the side window. In an instant, there was a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, and it completely disappeared.
"Your father left you and ran away." Rong Qing looked coldly at Su Xing'er in front of her. This time, I was able to look straight.
"So what!" Su Xinger spoke fiercely while shedding tears. "Just kill me."
Those big eyes are full of water.
Rong Qing suddenly felt very upset.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really kill you." Rong Qing lifted the restriction, picked up the food box on the table and left.
Su Xinger opened her mouth, wanting to say something. Then she heard Rong Qing's impatient words: "Also, I'm not interested in your difficulties."
Xing'er bit her lip.
"When I walked out of the study, I felt like I was in another world." Rong Qing frowned, "When I came back here, the more I thought about it, the more weird I felt."
Illusion, rare. Originally, with Rong Qing's strength, she would not be easily captured by illusions. However, she happened to be injured in the last battle. In this way, when there is no defense, the loophole is taken advantage of.
Rong Qing knew this was the reason, but she still had a vague intuition that there should be something missing. That's why she felt weird.
Bystander Qing, she wanted to know what Duguzhi thought.
"Your weird feeling is not wrong." Dugu Zhi chuckled. "Since you are willing to kill Su Er, why don't you kill Su Xing'er. It seems that even though she is young, she is still a little evil person. You must know that you are not the first case. Before you, they also killed someone with such cooperation. Quite a few people.”
"This child." Rong Qing frowned, "It really makes me feel unbearable. I think her father instigated her, and I'm afraid the fault will be even greater."
"I really can't see that you are so tolerant of your children." Duguzhi glanced sideways. He originally planned to tell Rong Qing something about Zhong Xiu, but he completely buried it in his heart.
"Maybe I'm thinking of Jiajia." Rong Qing said a little unnaturally.
"I just heard what you said." Duguzhi tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his finger, "I have some opinions on this matter."
"Want to hear the details." Modesty.
"Your experience in the study should be extremely related to that painting. You were captured by the illusion in the painting, and that's why you were attacked by Su Er. Through the illusion in the painting, they should have ambushed many monks. Look at you. With some money and no background as a casual cultivator, Su Xing'er regards you as her target. No other cultivator in the city dares to stop her, precisely because she knows that the Su family and her daughter are not easy to deal with. "If Su Xing'er is really a weak little girl, how can she make other cultivators dare not move or speak?" Dugu Zhi snorted.
"Also, I think that the most powerful one is not Su Er, but Su Xing'er. She can actually make you unbearable. In such a situation, she is really capable."
"Hey. I'm not a bad person." Having said that, Rong Qing understood that Dugu Zhi was right. She won't take the initiative to hurt others, but it doesn't mean that just because she escaped from someone else's ambush, she will be able to forgive the enemy the next moment.
The fact is that she did let Su Xing'er go gently.
"Are you really free from the influence of illusion?" Dugu Zhi asked doubtfully.
Seriously. I even used my sword intent. Under Dugu Zhi's gaze, Rong Qing still hesitated to speak.
"...What do you think of her eyes?" Dugu Zhi suddenly asked. "I remember that you mentioned her eyes several times."
"The eyes... are very good." He hesitated, "It makes me feel a little pitiful about her. Indeed, looking at her eyes makes me feel unbearable."
"That's it." Dugu closed his eyes.
Duguzhi's words were like enlightenment. Rong Qing has more knowledge than Dugu Zhi, and with such a reminder, everything became clear in an instant.
"The authorities are a fan, thank you for reminding me."
It's pupil technique.
Pupil skills are rare. Its abilities are weird and numerous. Rong Qing never expected that she could actually see this in a little girl who had just practiced Qi. And it is so perfect that there is no abnormality.
From the first time Rong Qing saw Su Xing'er, when she looked into her eyes, there was a hint that was deeply planted in Rong Qing's heart, and even Rong Qing was not aware of it. Su Xing'er shows a positive image of being soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Even if his cultivation level is low, he should try his best to help his father at home. Even if he is abandoned by his father, he will not be afraid. It can easily evoke feelings of pity in people's hearts. Perhaps this is the characteristic of the pupil technique Su Xing'er practiced. Su Xing'er integrated it into her words and deeds without appearing obtrusive. Only then, with such a low level of cultivation, could he and his father be saved under Rong Qing.
Dugu was able to think of this, obviously because Yun Tong himself also had a special skill called Pupil Technique. It's just that Yun Tong's pupil skills are biased toward shocking attacks.
Think of this. Rong Qing couldn't help but wonder whether Yun Tong's eye skills were preserved in Baishi Temple. It would be best if you could find a complete record of the technique. And Su Xing'er's eye skills... she was even more interested!
"Su Xing'er's actual cultivation level may not be what I thought." Rong Qing recalled some knowledge about the pupil technique, "She is young and her strength is only at the level of Qi training, but she can use the pupil technique with It's not normal. If it's true, her eye skills are too terrible."
"You mean, is it the age and cultivation she shows, or is she just pretending?" Dugu Zhi asked.
"Well... why not ask in person?"
"Where can I find it?" Dugu Zhi smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid that as soon as you leave, she will pack up all her belongings and run away."
"Didn't she leave something with us?" Rong Qing raised her eyebrows and pointed to the food box on the table. "Besides, as long as her whole yard isn't blown up, we can always catch her traces."
Rong Qing was sure that the Su family father and daughter would not dare to explode. How could they dare to make a big fuss in Cangliu Continent where the patrols were constantly watching.
(End of chapter)