Absolutely admire

He thought that the three words Gu Hanbing sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

It wasn't until just now that he recalled some, so relying on the scattered memories left in his mind, he wrote a piece of paper and handed it to Bai Yuan.

He never expected that there would be a record on the fragmented page that Fan Yunrui said he gave him five years ago.

"Fan Yunrui." Bai Yuan took the paper and said, "Why does he have it?"

Qu Ling said: "Not sure, he just said that the paper is not his and gave it to me."

Quickly glanced at the content on the paper, Bai Yuan was slightly taken aback, then raised his head and said, "That's all?"

"There should be something else..." Qu Ling tilted his head, thought hard for a moment, then tapped his head and said, "No, I don't really remember."

After a long silence, Bai Yuan said, "Thank you."

Cong Rong shook his head and shook his head while listening, his eyes were straightened, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "What are you talking about, what is Gu Hanbing?"

What is ancient ice?

Also, what makes him even more incomprehensible is when did these two collude together, morning?Is there anything that we can't wait for him to wake up and discuss it together?This makes him a bit out of place, hey!

"It's nothing, you don't need to know." Bai Yuan brushed the fan that looked like a human and a ghost from Cong Rong's hand, put it in his sleeve and said, "Go back first."

Seeing that he was about to see off the guests, Cong Rong sniffed and said presumptuously: "I don't need to know, why are you driving me away in such a hurry? And I just gave you a fan, you have to say thank you Are you being polite?"

Bai Yuan looked at him and said, "You are the one who said it, no need to thank you."

"I've changed my mind!" Cong Rong crossed his arms, stepped on a bench, and said with his best appearance, "You still have to thank me."

In other words, he hasn't heard Bai Yuan say thank you yet.

Bai Yuan frowned slightly, stood up and took a few steps towards him, but before Cong Rong could react, he felt someone lift his back and was half-lifted into the air.

Cong Rong: "..."

No, I still play this set two years ago! ?

To his rascal's request, Bai Yuan's response was to take him to the door without saying a word, then let go of his hand, and said to him with a dignified expression: "Go out."

As soon as the words fell, Cong Rong was thrown out of the room.He landed on his toes in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he shrugged his shoulders a few times, turned around and wanted to say a few words, and then saw Qu Ling coming out respectfully from the inside, and after he came out, he closed the door behind him. The head turned to him and said: "Okay, after tossing around for a long time, it's getting late now, so don't disturb Mr. Bai to rest."

"What were you guys talking about?" Cong Rong looked at Qu Ling, tilted his head and asked, "What is Gu Hanbing?"

Cong Rongke heard what they said back and forth before, but he couldn't understand it at all.

He admits that he read a lot when he was a child, and he also has some knowledge about the magic tools of the fairy family in the world. Even if he has not seen it with his own eyes, as long as he mentions its name, he can probably tell it out of ten.

Qu Ling was stared at him like this, and laughed dryly: "I'm not very clear about this. When Mr. Bai asked me about it in the morning, I asked him what it was, and he said it was a very important thing. , did not say anything specific.”

Cong Rong felt more and more weird when he heard it, and the brows couldn't help raising.

But no matter how strange he thought it was, he would not think about it because there were still thousands of reasons that could be justified.

At most, this is because Bai Yuan has reached a bottleneck in his kung fu practice and wants to rely on some magic weapon from the immortal family to help him, or this ancient ice has some miraculous healing effect. If he gets injured that day, just eat a piece of it...

Don't dare to say anything else, Cong Rong's ability to think wildly is unrivaled.

After returning to the room, Cong Rong took off his clothes, asked someone to fetch a bucket of water, and then prepared to wash and take a bath.

He just took off his naked clothes, walked to the side of the bucket, stepped halfway in with one foot when he suddenly thought of something, backed out again, rushed straight to the stage with mirrors, turned his face slightly, and squinted at the bucket. go.

The insignificant hickey before had faded away, and all she saw now was the snow-white and crystal-clear skin.

He was very satisfied with the result, he breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the barrel in three steps and two steps, turned over and jumped in.

After bathing, he put on his underwear and sat on the bed doing nothing for a while, then lay down to rest.

In the last whole day before the start of the phoenix burning, the three of them wandered around the whole city of Li'an.

After all, Cong Rong is used to the hustle and bustle of the world, so he is relatively calm.But Qu Ling had changed from her previous soft and weak appearance, she seemed to be very curious about everything.

From time to time, he would go to stalls selling various commodities. The candy seller saw that he must be an outsider, handsome, and quite childish, so he gave him a bunch of candies.

Qu Ling happily took it, and after thanking repeatedly, he walked to the other two and said with a smile, "The people here are really kind-hearted."

It seemed to be an illusion, as soon as Qu Ling said this, he felt a low sigh coming from the upper left. After Cong Rong looked up, he saw that Bai Yuan was still staring at the front with a normal expression.

Cong Rong turned his head to look at Qu Ling again and said, "Give you a bunch of candies and say that other people are kind, and you are really convinced."

"What's the matter?" Qu Ling waved the bunch of candies in front of him, "Do you want to eat it too? I can ask the boss for another bunch."

With black lines all over Cong Rong's face, he stuffed the candy into Qu Ling's mouth with his backhand and said, "I don't want to, eat yours."

From a distance, a large group of people in front seemed to be watching something, heads next to heads, forming a circle.The three of them went to find out one after another, only to find that it was one person performing the skill of "throwing pots" in the center.

Ten arrows and ten shots are ten accurate, and everyone praises them.

Touhu can be said to be popular in the whole city here, and it is well known to every household.Many people have been exposed to this kind of game since they were young, and there are many cases where they use it as a game.

Although this kind of skill sounds easy, it is actually not simple to practice.Not only depends on the strength of the arm, whether the eyesight is just right, but also whether a person's heart is peaceful.

After a burst of applause and praise, the pot-thrower clasped his fists on the spot, and said impassionedly: "I am not talented, may I ask if there is anyone who dares to challenge me, if the challenge is successful, I will give you today." He is 100 taels of gold!"

The onlookers immediately exploded, discussing among themselves who could get the one or two gold, but everyone dared to go up.

After all, this man had only ten arrows, and he hit all of them. He must be a top-notch expert in throwing pots, and they didn't want to make a fool of themselves in public.

Cong Rong caught a glimpse of Qu Ling's eyes shining beside him from the corner of his eyes, and sighed in his heart that this guy is here again, so he nudged him and said, "How about it, why don't you try it?"

Qu Ling nodded heavily, walked out of the crowd full of expectations, and said to the pot thrower, "I want to try."

Seeing that he didn't look like a native of the city, the pot-thrower hugged him respectfully and said, "Little brother, are you sure you want to give it a try?"

"Of course, please give me your advice!" Qu Ling replied, "May I just throw the arrow into this pot?"

The pot-thrower nodded slightly with a smile on his face and said, "That's right. If there is no other objection, let's start. Ten arrows, whoever hits the most arrows will win."

Qu Ling said: "Good!"

After looking at Qu Ling for a few glances, the people around started whispering with a lot of ridicule.What he said was probably that Qu Ling was not from Li'an City, so his proficiency in throwing pots was naturally not as good as that of the locals, let alone this expert who hit ten arrows out of ten.Although the result was known without even thinking about it, since Qu Ling dared to try, these people naturally continued to watch it with the mood of joining in the fun.

Qu Ling bent down to take the arrow, looked sideways at the pot-thrower who confidently held the arrow and threw it vigorously, and hit the arrow.

The pot thrower smiled and said to him, "It's your turn, little brother."

Cong Rong folded his arms and said to Bai Yuan, "Oh, do you think Qu Ling will win?"

Bai Yuan said indifferently: "No."

Qu Ling held the arrow in his hand and looked at it for a while. His movements were like a Buddha, and he threw it forward gracefully and dignifiedly. With a soft arc, the arrow fell to the ground without even touching the body of the pot.Whether it is posture or movement, it is completely layman.

Although it was all expected, there were still sighs and moaning around, but Qu Ling didn't care, scratched his head and smiled at the pot thrower, "I didn't throw it in."

Cong Rong supported his forehead at the side, and sighed in his heart, "Of course I can't make it in. This is a throwing pot, not a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why should you be so elegant."

The pot-thrower didn't even put on a haughty attitude, and smiled modestly: "It's okay, this is normal for beginners. You just need to use a little strength with your arms, and you can cast with your heart after you see it. Try it a few more times."

So, Qu Ling listened to his instruction and tried several times in a row, but the final result was that he only hit two arrows out of ten.

Arrows were scattered all over the place, only two were firmly inserted into the pot, and the person who threw the pot hit nine out of ten arrows. It was because he didn't want Qu Ling to look too embarrassing, so he made a deliberate mistake.

Qu Ling didn't look discouraged at all, he said: "I lost, Your Excellency is really amazing."

After hearing the words, the pot thrower patted him on the shoulder and coaxed him: "Participation is the most important thing in everything. The little brother's first attempt will inevitably be a little unsatisfactory."

After Qu Ling left the stage, the pot-thrower continued to hold his fists high and said, "Is there any dear friend who dares to compete with me?"