The wind and snow all night almost buried the small county town. When Dongfang was first clear, the window had turned into a snow field. The shopkeeper held a big broom and swept the snow to the two sides of the street. The broom rubbed against the street and made a rustling sound.

In the inn room, Xu Buling opened his eyes and slept comfortably after running around for days. His fatigue dissipated and his whole body was comfortable. He couldn't help but breathe a long sigh. Liaoxi County is located in the northern region, and the smell of the cold winter month is probably more than ten degrees below zero. The exposed face is frozen and stiff, but the thick quilt is warm, which makes people involuntarily want to retreat.

Xu Buling lay down for a while, his thoughts gradually became clearer. He felt it with his hands that the little nightingale and the quail seemed to be huddled under his arm, hugging him as a big thermos, and his left leg was still on him, without any maid's appearance, and he didn't know who warmed the bed for whom.

Xu Buling picked up a corner of the quilt and looked down at him. Nightingale was wearing a small bellyband with a white background and blue flowers embroidered with mandarin ducks. Her big braid was placed on her shoulders, her eyes were closed and her breathing was stable.

The quilt was lifted and the cold air penetrated. Nightingale suddenly frowned slightly, shrank down again, then woke up, opened her eyes and glanced up:

"Young Master..."

"It's still early, so I'll sleep for a while before I wake up."

"woke up……"

Nightingale responded sleepily, closed her eyes again, ready to wait for a while to get up again in the crib.

It was too cold in the morning of winter, so Xu Buling was not in a hurry. He closed his eyes and focused his mind. According to the Wudang Luck Method, he walked two Zhoutian first. It was only in the early morning that men were inevitably inconvenient.

Nightingale shrank in Xu Buling's arms, maybe she accidentally touched something and raised her cheek again:

"Young Master, I came to you as a maid. Madam Dingxiang taught me something and said that if it is inconvenient for you, I will wink..."

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Xu Buling frowned slightly, looked down and said, "What's the wink?"

Nightingale's little face was full of seriousness, she chuckled, revealing her two small fangs, then she drilled into the bedding and slid her son's pants.

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Xu Buling was both angry and funny, and raised his hand and bounced on the nightingale's little head: "How many times have you told you? Girls should be more reserved, shy, and timid, and squeamish, so that they can be liked by men."

Nightingale rubbed her forehead, said in a suffocating voice, then blushed, blinked her big eyes, and said in a pretty good manner:

"Young Master, you're dead~..."

I'm necrotic???

Xu Buling almost breathed over, and had nothing to say, and all his thoughts were gone. He sat up:

"Okay OK OK, get up and have to be busy with important things."

After a while, the master and servant who had finished washing and dressing walked out of the room. Nightingale left the inn and went to the market to buy some food.

Xu Buling came to Zhongli Jiujiu's door alone, and learned from his mistakes. This time he was very disciplined. He did not push the door directly and knocked on the door:

"Miss Jiujiu?"

"Come in."

It sounded with a lazy voice, probably not long ago.

Xu Buling pushed open the door and entered the room. He looked up and saw Zhongli Jiujiu sitting at the table, wrapped in fox fur and fiddling with a bunch of small bottles.

There was a buzzing sound of wings flaming in the room. Xu Buling looked up and saw a black scribble flying around under the ceiling, a bit like a ladybug, black shiny and black gems, and it looked pretty pretty. After I noticed someone came in, the little bug flew over and circled around Xu Buling.

Xu Buling knew that Zhongli Jiujiu knew the "spiritual art" and raised some small animals, but this was the first time he saw this little bug. He couldn't help but take a closer look:

"What is this?"

"Dragon Locking Gu."

"Oh...ah?!"

Xu Bu's body suddenly stiffened.

He investigated in Chang'an City from many sources. The rumored "King of Hundred Gu" was a thousand-year-old centipedes and ten thousand-year-old scorpions that were several feet long. The corpses within a radius of hundreds of miles were everywhere. However, he never thought that the Gu King, who made countless martial artists look scared, was actually such a small insect, and was flying all over the room. If he was touched...

Xu Buling's eyes showed a little horror, staring at the little bug flying around him:

"Hey hey hey! You're about to collect it, how can you release this thing..."

"What are you afraid of? It doesn't bite people."

Zhongli Jiujiu was slow to do it, pierced the tip of his finger with a golden needle, and a drop of blood fell into the small porcelain bottle, then picked it up and shook it.

The little bug that was having fun in front of Xu Buling flapped her wings and flew into the bottle.

Xu Buling was sweating all over, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he became a little annoyed: "Miss Jiujiu, if you scare people like this, you will have no friends."

Zhongli Jiujiu covered the lid with a few teasing expressions:

"So cowardly, Wu Kui is still here."

Xu Buling didn't know what to say. He knew how to detoxify. Zhongli Jiujiu was in front of him again, so he ran out of the door without any hesitation. If it were other martial arts masters, they were surrounded by the dragon locking pot that was about to die. They were even scared to death on the spot.

Xu Buling was still scared, but he didn't have much to say, and he returned to his normal expression and walked up to him and sat down:

"You are not afraid of suffocating it to death if you cover it without breathing?"

Zhongli Jiujiu turned around, turned her back to Xu Buling, stuffed the small bottle into her clothes, and clamped it between the two balls, and said with great satisfaction:

"Those who can be called 'Gu' are all killed by the strong among a hundred kinds of poisonous insects. They have a very long lifespan. They can hurt people after being buried in the tomb for thousands of years. How could they suffocate to death? The Dragon Lock Gu you used to be the treasure of the Baizang Valley in Jiazi. It is probably in a hundred years old. I'm raised this Dragon Lock Gu by myself, only ten years old, and there are probably only two in the world."

Xu Buling naturally didn't understand these things. Seeing Zhongli Jiujiu's back and stuffing things, he knew where to put them and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"The Dragon Locking Gu likes cold and fears heat. It should be that when it is too hot, it will become very irritable. If you put it there, aren't you afraid of it being furious?"

Zhongli Jiujiu gently straightened her clothes and turned around: "It doesn't have a hair, where does the poisonous fog come from? Why do you ask all kinds of questions? Can't you just pretend you didn't see it?"

Xu Buling chuckled twice: "I just think it's not suitable. If someone accidentally touches it... But if you can touch it, even if you get bitten, it doesn't seem to be nothing..."

Zhongli Jiujiu narrowed her eyes slightly, and naturally knew what Xu Buling meant. She could still touch her hidden under her clothes, so she probably was detoxifying. She snorted:

"If it is really bitten directly, I guess you won't have time to detoxify. Detoxify the woman's Yin Yuan to ejaculate her body. No matter how fierce a man is, it will take at least half an hour. If you have half a cup of tea, you will be cold. How can you relieve it?"

Xu Buling shook his head and said seriously: "This is not necessarily the case."

Zhongli Jiujiu narrowed her eyes slightly. Although she was a doctor, she didn't want to talk more about such things that a woman would inevitably suffer. She didn't pay attention to Xu Buling.

The two sat for a while, and before the nightingale could come back, the sound of flapping their wings came from outside the window, and a small black shadow fluttered outside the window, making a 'twitter-' sound.

Zhongli Jiujiu raised his hand to open the window. The little sparrow that had been hungry and frozen all night flew in. Zhongli Jiujiu's fur fur that had crawled into it was shivering under the fox fur, trembling. It looked like she almost froze to death last night.

Seeing this, Xu Buling asked, "Have you found someone? Chen Daozi or Li Hansheng?"

"How do I know? I can't speak birds, I guess I've seen something."
Chapter completed!