hold treasure

The handprint is not very big, it looks like it was made by a child.

But on this woman's smooth skin, it is particularly conspicuous, probably because of the circulation of the woman's inner breath. At this time, the handprint showed a state of black and red, and, faintly, black smoke could be seen Straight up.

The black smoke, curling slightly, is very thin, completely different from the hot steam rising from a woman's body in a sauna.

This woman was really hurt.

Thinking in her heart, Wang Xiaoliuer suddenly understood.

It seems that this woman wants to expel some kind of poisonous gas that has invaded her body out of her body through some kind of kung fu. At this moment, her blood is surging and she can't move. If she moves a little, she will be seriously injured even if she doesn't die. No wonder she called her several times , she didn't agree.

Wang Xiaoliu'er took another look at the woman's smooth back, closed the door, and stepped back.

In this way, after more than half an hour, with the sound of footsteps, a woman came down from the stairs.

"Hey, are you done?"

"Cha-"

Wang Xiaoliuer, who was standing in the kitchen on the second floor boiling medicine, turned his head and saw a flash of white light, and a slender ancient sword was already pressed against Wang Xiaoliuer's throat.

In the woman's hand was an ancient sword, with black flowers on a white background, slender and extremely sharp, and the transpiring cold air was scary, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

Wang Xiaoliu'er trembled, but didn't dare to move, "You, what are you doing?"

Looking at the woman again, she looked at Wang Xiaoliuer sideways with a cold face, without saying a word.

"I didn't do anything, I saw you practicing, so I closed the door!"

"What did you see?"

"I didn't see anything, I just looked at my back."

"you!"

As soon as the woman heard this, her pretty face blushed, and she was about to make a move. Wang Xiaoliu'er was startled, and smacked her lips quickly, "Hey! I called you several times, but you didn't answer, so I went up! I'm done, I'll just watch my back, I didn't do anything!"

"Then what else do you want to see?"

"I don't want to see anything, so stay away!"

Wang Xiaoliu'er lightly pulled the point of the sword, a woman's sword, and it went back.

Wang Xiaoliu'er looked up and down, turned back, and continued to pick the medicine in the pot, "Why are you looking at me so fiercely all the time? I don't care about you!"

The woman squinted at him without making a sound, seeing Wang Xiaoliuer boiling medicine there, she frowned slightly, "What are you doing in that pot?"

"medicine."

"What medicine?"

"Medicine for internal injuries."

"You are hurt?"

"Didn't you get hurt?"

"I have no relatives and no reason with you, why do you decoct medicine for me?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

"think."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to survive for a few days. If you don't, my rent will not come back."

"If I die, that bracelet will be yours. You should be happy."

"Who knows where you got your bracelet!"

"Where can I get it from? It could be stolen."

"Why is it impossible?"

"..."

The woman was speechless, she squinted at Wang Xiaoliu'er, Wang Xiaoliu'er wiped his hands, used a bowl, filled some for the woman, and handed it over, "Come on, try it."

"I don't eat such inexplicable things."

"Come on, show me some face."

"I will not eat."

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to take the medicine?"

"Not afraid."

"Then why don't you eat?"

"I don't trust your medical skills."

"But you should trust my prescription."

"Humph."

The woman snorted coldly, "What prescription?"

"This is called Zhuang Qi Detoxification Recipe. It is designed to treat internal injuries. Anyway, whether you like to drink it or not, I will not take care of it."

"Strength and detoxification formula?"

The woman's complexion changed, "This should be the secret recipe of the ghost doctor Wang Shouyi, right? How could you have it?"

"You know Wang Shouyi?"

"I just came to see him for medical treatment, how could I not know."

"Did he show you?"

"I haven't found him yet."

"It's useless to find it."

Wang Xiaoliuer wiped his hands, "My grandfather, I know him best, he didn't like to deal with people in Jianghu the most in his life, you found him, he won't show you."

"Your grandfather? Are you Wang Shouyi's grandson?"

"Yes."

"..."

The woman looked at Wang Xiaoliu'er suspiciously, looking him up and down.

"What's your name?"

"You care about me."

Wang Xiaoliuer wiped her hands and put the towel aside, "This medicine is suitable for your symptoms and can alleviate your problems, but it is not easy to cure them completely."

"Do you know what's wrong with me?"

"Being beaten."

"What hit it?"

"I don't know the details, but, seeing your corpse poison invading, it's not a zombie, it's also an evil spirit."

The woman squinted at Wang Xiaoliu'er and remained silent, while Wang Xiaoliu'er also looked at her lazily, "Why, did I say something wrong?"

"The medicine, bring me to have a look."

"help yourself."

"..."

The woman pursed her lips, walked up by herself, took a bowl, and smelled it, "It's true."

"A thousand and one bowls."

As soon as the woman brought it to her mouth, Wang Xiaoliuer said something.

The woman was speechless at that moment, and gave him a blank look.

"five hundred."

"one thousand."

"I'll just give you five hundred."

After finishing speaking, she blew and took a sip, frowning bitterly.

Wang Xiaoliuer saw it, and pouted, "Who are you? What age are you, and you still hold a sword?"

"I do not want to tell you."

"You look like a warlock. Could it be that you are still a cultivator?"

"That's right."

"Taoist nun."

"Not counting."

"nun?"

"roll."

"Then what are you doing?"

Wang Xiaoliuer looked him up and down, "It looks weird, could it be that it's a goblin?"

"Yes, I am."

The woman glanced at Wang Xiaoliu'er faintly, "Are you scared?"

"Humph."

Wang Xiaoliu'er was immediately amused, "Why, are you going to squeeze me dry?"

"If you beep again, you may die."

"Then I won't beep."

Wang Xiaoliu'er hugged her shoulders, and looked up and down for a while, "Can you tell me no, how did you get hurt?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"If you tell me, maybe I can save your life."

"You still have this ability?"

"of course."

Wang Xiaoliu'er raised his eyebrows, "I need to know what is so powerful. Once I know this, half the battle is done."

"Did you see the black handprints on my back?"

"I saw it."

"You guessed right, it's corpse poison."

"Were you attacked by a zombie?"

"It's not a zombie, it's about the same."

The woman blinked slowly, "Have you heard of Five Poison Palms?"

"heard about it."

"That's the one."

"Who is so evil, to have such a heavy hand on such a beautiful young lady?"

"None of your business."

"That too."

Wang Xiaoliu'er curled his lips and fell silent.

"Can you cure my situation?"

"It can be cured, but it can be cured, but it is very troublesome."

The woman drooped her eyelids, her big eyes flickered, and she lifted them up, her voice was still indifferent, "Make an offer."

"What's the use of asking a price, you can't even afford the rent, or if you give me your sword, I can still think about it."

"You are dreaming."

"Then I don't care!"

Wang Xiaoliu'er got off the chair, "Anyway, it won't die after a month or so."

"Why don't we make a deal."

"What deal?"

Wang Xiaoliuer blinked her eyes and turned her head.

Seeing the woman's silence, he seemed to think of something, he took half a step back, and covered himself, "Stop here! Don't try to fool me with beauty! I have a girlfriend, not the kind of person you think .”

The woman was so angry that she looked at him with the eyes of a fool, drank some medicine, and pursed her lips, "Your Wang Shouyi's grandson, then, you should also be a treasure, right?"

Wang Xiaoliuer was taken aback, looked up and down, "What do you mean?"

"I know a place. There is one good thing. It is guarded by evil spirits and it is difficult to get close. If you can help me heal my injury, I will tell you where that thing is."

"I need you to tell me?"

Wang Xiaoliu snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, "You know, what's the hardest thing about holding treasures? It's not finding treasures, but how to take those things away."

"If you can't take it away, it means that your morality is not enough, and it is your problem."

"I'm not good enough. It's useless to know the secret you said. Why do I spend so much effort?"

"Too."

The woman nodded, "I can teach you a few tricks, or teach you some real skills."

"Are you great?"

"It only takes a second to kill you."

"Then you are so powerful, why do you still let people beat you like this?"

"..."

The woman was deflated, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

"Then tell me, what do you want, you are willing to help me."

"Shall I make friends?"

"Ordinary friends are fine."

"Nonsense, not ordinary friends, what kind of friends?"

The woman is silent.

"You don't seem to like to talk."

"It's none of your business."

"Then, tell me something about me, tell me what you do."

"It's none of your business."

"If you do this again, let's stop talking!"

"I'm a warlock."

"Daomen?"

"It is."

"There are five meridians in the Taoist sect, and the mountain doctor fortune-tells, which one are you?"

"Mountains."

"Shanzi cultivates immortals, what spells do you know?"

"too much."

"What are you best at?"

"Swordsmanship, Talisman."

"Then teach me swordsmanship."

"You can't learn."

"What about the talisman?"

"I can give you a few talismans, but they are useless. You are not a disciple of Taoism, so you can't move the talismans."

"Then give me that sword."

"I said, no."

"Hey, do you know what ghost art is?"

"of course I know."

The woman raised her eyelids and looked Wang Xiaoliuer up and down, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, just ask, hey, do you know, is there any powerful ghost magician within a hundred miles around here?"

"Ghost art is different from Taoism. There are very few people who pass it on. It can only be regarded as a small sect. Moreover, my teacher once said that ghost art is an evil way. Good people will learn ghost art."

"You man, you speak really badly."

"Humph."

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, revealing a little smugness, but Wang Xiaoliu'er snorted coldly, "If you learn Taoism, you are great? You are so capable, and you won't get seriously injured. You're almost dead? Didn't you come to beg me?"

"I warn you, don't be too arrogant."

The woman squinted at Wang Xiaoliu'er, "I'm so anxious, you're going to die."

"Is the famous sect just threatening a person who can't spell like this? Oh, hypocrite!"

"I didn't say that I was a famous sect, and you are not a person who can't spell."

"How do you know I know magic?"

"I can hold my treasure, and I can have some spells."

"I'll do it a little bit."

Wang Xiaoliu'er squeezed a little DIU, then shrugged, "Besides, it doesn't seem to be very powerful."

"Ghost art is different from others, it depends on talent."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, it's the truth."

The woman raised her eyelids and glanced at this guy, "Do you want to learn Feijian?"

"Flying sword? What flying sword?"

"Flying sword, also known as knife throwing technique, is similar to throwing knife and dart. It does not require other foundations, and it is different from ordinary Taoism."

"I will throw the flying knife."

Wang Xiaoliu'er sniffed.

When the woman heard this, she glanced at him coldly, and immediately raised her hand, "Bang!"

After a sound, a flying knife was nailed to the wooden door in the distance, at least ten meters away.

The woman turned her head to look at Wang Xiaoliuer, with a little pride on her face, "Ordinary flying knives, or darts, must be tied with a piece of silk at the back, otherwise, the knives cannot guarantee to fly straight. The flying knife that spins out cannot hit the target, but the knife body flips out, not stable enough, and not fast enough."

"boom."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoliu'er took down the dagger-long knife, then threw it out in front of the woman with a swish, and then nailed it to the same position with a bang.

The woman froze for a moment, blinked her eyes, and froze.

"You can fly a sword?"

"Is it okay if you don't have hands?"

"Humph."

The woman gave him a blank look, and said to her heart that I bought a little bit last year. Is this thing as long as you have your hands?

Look at Wang Xiaoliu'er again, with his lips curled up, his face full of disgust, "Forget it, from the way you look, you don't seem to have any real skills, you'd better find a way to get some money. Give me 100 million, and I'll save you." One life."

"100 million, where do I get so much money! Aren't you killing people?"

"It's okay if you don't have money, or try a beauty trick or something, maybe it will work."

"You are dreaming."

"laugh."

Wang Xiaoliu'er chuckled, although he said he was begging for cheap, but he had already walked to the door. Seeing that he really wanted to leave, the woman quietly put down the bowl in her hand, "Wait a minute."

"what?"

"Are you sure you can heal my wound?"

"Eighty percent."

He thought about it, "If you let me examine your wound carefully, this matter will be settled."

"How to check?"

"Take off your clothes and let me see the wound."

"Didn't you see it?"

"I didn't look carefully."

"..."

The woman glared at him, "Then come here."

Wang Xiaoliuer thought about it, walked over, "Turn around."

The woman was very obedient, and she turned around. Wang Xiaoliu'er didn't have the nerve to do it herself, and asked the woman to lift up her clothes. Although the woman was very embarrassed, she still lifted up her clothes, but there were some things that seemed to be in the way. Removed.

Wang Xiaoliu'er squatted behind the woman, and at this moment, the handprint on her fragrant skin became more obvious. He stretched out his hand and poked it lightly, and the woman trembled immediately.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

He poked the handprinted foreign aid again, and the woman trembled again, gasping for air in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Wang Xiaoliuer blinked, then leaned forward again, got close to the black handprint behind the woman, and sniffed it.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes and pondered carefully for a long time.

Seeing this, the woman quickly tore off her clothes, turned her head, and looked at this fellow, "How is it?"

"fragrant."