The Holy Lord turned over her two paintings and said unexpectedly: "You have been living with this man in a bamboo building for two months."
He pointed at the beard with his finger.
"It doesn't count.
This person only called me to teach for about an hour at night, and he let me run around in the stockade the rest of the time."
"What is his identity in the village?"
"The Great Gu Master.
The famous Great Gu Master.
People in the village are a little afraid of him.
Unless there is nothing wrong, almost no one passes by him downstairs."
"Then what skills has he shown in front of you?"
Gu Xijiu frowned: "It's just voodoo."
Most Gu magic masters are somewhat mysterious, but that person is even more mysterious.
He doesn't make friends with others.
Not many people in the entire village have seen his true face.
If Gu Xijiu didn't go to his bamboo house for an hour every day, she probably wouldn't have seen him.
"So, you haven't seen him take action."
Gu Xijiu shook her head: "No, our place is actually very peaceful.
At most, the owner of the village lost a chicken, and the Xi family lost a sheep, but they found it quickly.
There was no chance for his Gu skills to be used there. " The Holy Lord's eyes were fixed on her face, and he was slightly teasing: "This person is so mysterious.
With your temperament, you should spy on his bamboo house.
What is in his bamboo house?"
Gu Xijiu: "" She coughed and said, "I learned art from him, he is half my master, and I am a person who respects his teachers.
Why would I want to visit someone else's bamboo house?"
The Holy Lord did not speak, but looked at her.
Gu Xijiu felt guilty when she was looked at, so she looked back.
As a result, she was defeated for the first time in the face of another person.
She raised her hand: "Okay, I admit it, I checked, but his bamboo house is really nothing.
It’s just a bit old, and the furniture inside is just ordinary items, including some jars for growing poisonous insects. “ "What kind of jar is he raising Gu?"
the Holy Lord asked at the right time.
Gu Xijiu almost held her forehead: "Holy Lord, you don't really doubt him, do you?
He can't come because of the dynasty."
The Holy Lord has handed over the paper and pen: "Draw it down."
At this moment, Gu Xijiu regretted having learned painting, and even more regretted letting the Holy Master know that she could paint.
I had no choice but to draw a few based on my impression.
After I finished drawing, I pushed it in the direction of the Holy Lord: "Hey, they are all here."
Perhaps because they were familiar with each other, Gu Xijiu and Shengzun talked more and more casually.
You and I talk very naturally.
Perhaps because she found it inconvenient to sit with him, Gu Xijiu simply pulled the chair over and explained to him what kind of poisons were in these poison jars.
The two stood side by side, discussing something from time to time.
The scene was very harmonious and warm.
The Holy Lord glanced at the energetic and focused explanation beside her, and his heart moved.
A warm feeling came over me.
This is the first time in this identity that someone has been so close to him, so naturally
But it’s also a bit funny.
If this scene were to be seen by the four envoys, their jaws would probably be shocked.
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This little girl had actually challenged God’s authority without even realizing it.
However, he was not prepared to remind her, he thought this was good.
It’s extremely cold at high places.
In fact, if a person stays in a high place for a long time, he will feel lonely and lonely, and he will also want someone to accompany him.
The faint scent of her body was so fragrant around him that he could reach it as soon as he stretched out his hand.
He really wanted to take her into his arms: