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    Luo Yuanqiu thought for a while and realized that the bucket was newly made and would need some time. He bent down and placed it gently at his feet. He stood up and looked at the woman in black and asked, "What's the matter?"  ?"

    Bai Bin's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and Chen Wenying hurriedly reminded him: "Yuan Qiu, this master is a curse master."

    Luo Yuanqiu felt a little strange. She didn't quite understand where the worries on their faces came from. She closed the door with her backhand and said, "Is it because of the spell?"

    As she spoke, she felt that the woman in black's eyes were still on her, not even looking away for a moment. She was even more puzzled. She was a little nervous unconsciously, and subconsciously pinched the corners of her sleeves.

    Unexpectedly, the man tilted his head, as if he saw her embarrassment, looked away a little, and asked: "Are you a Talisman Master?"

    Her voice was low and sweet. Luo Yuanqiu's eyes glanced at her face, which was mostly covered by black cloth. He suppressed his curiosity and replied, "I am."

    But after she finished speaking, the man stopped talking and stood in the snow holding his sword, as if looking away.

    The wind and snow filled the air, the sky became darker and darker, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a moment. Luo Yuanqiu turned around to confirm that the door was closed, touched the tip of his nose and said: "This humble house is simple and crude, not enough to entertain guests. If you have important matters to discuss, why not find a place to stay?"  It¡¯s a quiet teahouse and restaurant. If you have anything to say, you can say it at the dinner table.¡±

    At this critical moment, she actually talked about eating again. Bai Bin and Chen Wenying had subtle expressions on their faces. They admired Luo Yuanqiu very much and turned their heads away, not looking at the curse master behind them.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbps out out of the sky, there was a faint glimmer of light, and the wind came in quickly, rolling up thousands of snowflakes like white waves hitting the shore.  The last three of them stopped at the entrance of the alley. Luo Yuanqiu was blinded by the snow. She rubbed it back and forth. When she opened it again, the shadows in front of her eyes were overlapping and unclear.  In addition, the heavy snow was so miserable that it was difficult to see, so Luo Yuanqiu said: "The snow is too heavy, how can we walk?"

    So he came up with a compromise idea and took the three of them to a noodle stall outside the alley.  Several tables were placed at an angle, and the fire illuminated the snow as fine as a web, melting to create a wet ground, as if it had rained lightly.  The boss didn't even ask what they were eating. He pulled out the dough and started kneading it. Luo Yuanqiu sat down naturally, put his hands on the table, and asked, "Are you eating noodles or noodles?"

    The black-clothed curse master was the last one to sit down. Her face was covered with a black cloth, and it was hard to tell what her expression was like at this time.  She pressed her sword on the table, not as if she was here to eat, but as if she was seeking revenge.  Luo Yuanqiu saw that the boss had already spread the noodles and asked quickly: "Where is this sir, what do you want to eat?"

    Bai Bin looked at this scene and really wanted to laugh.  But now that the matter was over, he seemed to have no choice. In order to save face, he immediately said: "I'd better eat noodles."

    Chen Wenying weighed it again and again and said, "I'll eat the noodles and see how they taste."

    Luo Yuanqiu turned his eyes to the last person and looked at her very sincerely.  The spell master's lips were beautifully shaped, like cherry petals in spring, with a slight hint of pink. People couldn't help but guess what kind of face they would look like under the black cloth. She sat quietly, as if she didn't hear.  Luo Yuanqiu waited patiently for a while, and finally she spoke: "Noodles."

    Luo Yuanqiu immediately leaned forward, put his hands to his mouth and said: "Boss, two portions of noodles, two portions of noodles!"

    "Okay, come on!"

    Perhaps because of the heavy snow, there were not many diners coming to eat noodles. They sat in groups closer to the stove, wiped their mouths after eating, and left.  Because he brought such a weirdly dressed spell master with him, Luo Yuanqiu chose the farthest seat to sit in order not to disturb others.  Before the food was served, the four of them were supposed to be talking around an empty table, but everyone kept their mouths shut tightly, like a clam shell, unable to pry out a single word.

    Luo Yuanqiu was a little confused. He lowered his head and plucked the broken leaves in the tea bowl, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you want me to draw that spell for you now?"

    Hearing this, the young curse master tightened his jaw, put his hand on the sword, pursed his thin lips slightly, and seemed to move quickly, and then he only looked at the bumpy wooden table, not even a glance at her.

    Luo Yuanqiu felt strange and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his inappropriate words and deeds offended her?  Logically speaking, it's impossible. The Commander-in-Chief has the lowest rank in the Taishi Bureau and doesn't even have a rank. Everyone can call her "Sir", so it's natural for her to call him "Sir".  But why is this Master Curse Master so cold to her?

    Luo Yuanqiu¡¯s eyes fell on the curse master¡¯s face, and he could only see his exposed chin and lips.  She looked at it quietly for a while while resting on her hand, and then rested her chin to save energy.

    "But this behavior can be described as rude. Regardless of whether the spell master can see it or not, it is not good to look at others unscrupulously like this.  But as he watched, Luo Yuanqiu's eyes turnedWith some meaning, he said briskly: "Thank you."

    The spell master still didn't say anything. Luo Yuanqiu took out the talisman paper from his sleeve and stuck it on the door. He took a cinnabar pen and used the light to draw the spell in his memory.  She felt the lantern move over a little, and stopped motionless on the side of her face, as if it was holding a light for her.  He couldn't help but pause in his hands, and said thank you again.

    After Luo Yuanqiu finished drawing the spell, he took off the talisman and handed it to her.  The curse master lowered his head slightly and did not answer. Instead, he said: "It's useless."

    Luo Yuanqiu then remembered that her eyes were covered with black cloth, so naturally she couldn't see anything.

    Unable to help but feel a little guilty, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Then let me take you through the painting?"

    The curse master nodded slightly and said, "But please give me some advice."

    Luo Yuanqiu hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and took another look at the face covered by black cloth. He felt even more guilty. He only blamed himself for not thinking of others.  Without thinking, he took her hand, dipped some in the cinnabar box, and quickly drew a spell against the door panel.

    The back of the conjurer's hand is warm and cold. People are cold, but their hands are even better.  Luo Yuanqiu's palms were warm, and when he touched them, he secretly said, "It's so cold."  She held the hand that was shaped like flawless white jade, and accidentally discovered a small circle of scars on her middle finger, vaguely like tooth marks.

    The curse master's hand trembled, and Luo Yuanqiu retracted his thoughts, blaming himself for overstepping.  The hand loosened a little, covering it vaguely, not close.  But I can't help but wonder, who is so cruel?  But it was not easy to think deeply at this time, and the two of them were not familiar with each other. She held the spell master's hand in a polite manner, finished drawing the spell, and asked, "How was it?"

    The spell master¡¯s cinnabar-stained hands turned even more shockingly white. She raised her fingers and shook her head slightly.  Luo Yuanqiu just said that he was impatient, so he took her hand again, this time slower, his palm pressed against the back of the spell master's hand, and he painted the spell again, stroke by stroke.

    She asked: "How is it?"

    The curse master continued to shake his head.

    Luo Yuanqiu looked at the spell in confusion, wondering why she didn't understand it yet.  But it is expected that the curse master will not expose her shortcomings in front of others. Since she said she won't, she really won't.  Luo Yuanqiu had no choice but to hold her hand again and draw four or five talismans in a row.  Because he was so focused, there was a layer of sweat on his back, and his mouth was dry. He asked slightly nervously: "What now?"

    The curse master nodded slowly, and Luo Yuanqiu let go of her hand as if he had received an amnesty. He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but he heard her say: "Actually, I only understand half of it."

    These words made people don¡¯t know how to answer. Luo Yuanqiu¡¯s hands were shaking a little. He touched his sleeves and was about to take out a new one. Suddenly his body stiffened and he said with difficulty: "What should I do? I don¡¯t have any talisman paper anymore."

    It can¡¯t be painted on the door. What does it look like for a spell master to draw spells on the door panel of his own house?

    The curse master let out a low laugh. Luo Yuanqiu was embarrassed and his face turned red.  The curse master picked up the pieces of talisman paper in his hand, rubbed it with his fingertips stained with a little cinnabar, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, held up the lantern and said, "Thank you very much."

    She didn¡¯t wait for Luo Yuanqiu to speak and walked straight into the snowy night.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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