The weather is good today, and there is a little breeze that makes the branches sway gently.
Han Shi, who had just said goodbye to his mount, held the hem of his robe, avoided the branches stretched out by the road, passed through the untrimmed weeds, and slowly walked to the lake along the route that the little prince had sneaked out before.
Han Shi stood still and looked around, his eyes falling to the ground.
The surroundings of the lakeshore seemed to have been carefully cleaned up. Not to mention the footprints left by many guards, even the nearby plants that were rescued from the lake yesterday were pulled out and planted with new ones. Only a small part of the lawn still had some slight trampling marks.
It's too clean to be cleaner.
But the more this happens... the more suspicious it is.
Another wind blew, spreading the lake's surface into pieces, and accidentally brushing it on the cold face, bringing a cool feeling.
The wind carries the unique refreshing smell of the lake, and carries various fragrances of flowers. When it quickly passes through its nose, the cold moment captures a strange smell hidden in it at that moment.
Very subtle, but hard to ignore, and he seemed to have smelled this smell in his memory...
Cold immortal?
While he was concentrating on his mind, a voice came from behind. Han Shi looked back and saw that he was the old man who was responsible for greeting them yesterday, the old minister of the former emperor, and one of the current emperor's confidants, Shiguan Pan.
How could you be here?
After being interrupted, the faint smell of fishyness left in the air quickly dissipated. Han Shi calmed his expression, raised his gaze and swept over the person, nodded as saying hello: Go around.
Historian Pan bowed: Coincidentally, the library where I work is not far from here. I often come to the lake to stroll around to wake up the gods. If the immortal doesn’t mind, can I take you around?
Han Shi paused: ...then it will be troublesome.
Historian Pan took the lead in walking around the gravel road by the lake. You are kind, Immortal, I wonder how can you adapt to living in the palace?
good.Han Shi glanced at the lakeside: The palace people... are very diligent.
Haha, that's good.Shi Guan Pan touched his beard: By the way, why don’t the immortal monsters follow you?
I asked her to play with His Highness.
So that's how the immortal treats his own monsters gently.
When talking about her intermittently furry white cat, Han Shi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth: She was erratic, and she would have to comfort her after being trained, otherwise she would be angry with me.
Historian Pan laughed: The immortals' monsters are powerful and powerful, and some of their tempers are normal. They just don't know where the immortals can pick up such a treasure beast. I also want to tame an obedient one.
oh?Han Shi raised his eyes and stared at the slightly hunched back in front of him. Lord Pan...is very interested in monsters?
As a historian, I am naturally interested in reading a lot of history of monsters recorded by predecessors.
Han Shi walked as he walked, and the tip of his shoe touched a small stone, and he kicked it away slowly.
Since that's the case, I believe Lord Pan is also familiar with the attack suffered by the Yulin Bian Pass city more than 50 years ago?
Small pebbles rolled along the sloped lake shore, and fell into the lake with a thud, stirring up thousands of microwaves.
Historian Pan stopped and stopped in place, and said a little embarrassedly: I am ashamed to say that I am a person from the border.
More than fifty years ago, I was just a young child. After experiencing the attack personally, I was frightened. When I grew up, I have been deliberately avoiding this matter, so I just know a little bit.If... the immortal has any doubts, I can read the original records and answer them for you.
During the cold season, I didn't stop. I passed Shi Guan Pan and walked straight forward. No, I was invited to the neighboring country to preside over the sacrifices. When I was back, I happened to meet the Yulin border. I remember it very clearly.
This smell of the blood of the fishy monster floating in the air was exactly the same.
From the very beginning, Han Shi’s purpose was not to investigate anything.
There was obviously something strange about falling into the water this time, and the traces at the scene would be quickly cleaned up.
But human traces can be removed, but demon traces cannot be covered up so easily.
They were not confident that they could see nothing, nor were they sure what they could see or what extent they found.
So the people behind it will definitely come for an interview.
Whoever appears in front of him at this time can basically be determined who is the relevant person.
He threw the bait out, but he didn't expect it to be a big fish as soon as he got up.
……
When it was noon, the sun gradually became vicious.
Han Shi stepped on the shade of the tree and returned to the palace of His Highness, and as soon as he entered the door, he witnessed a strange scene.
His mount was facing the sky, his claws were lying on the stone table and spreading into long strips. His little prince Yuming knelt on the stone bench next to him, with a book spreading in his hand, looking at it from time to time, and poking the big white cat with a short branch, as if he was seriously comparing something.
Han Shi walked up in confusion and found that there were several upside-down tea cups standing on the big white cat, neatly arranged from its neck to its stomach.
...What are you doing?
ÁWhen it’s cold!
When Miao Ling was concentrating on remembering the contacts of the branches, a familiar face suddenly appeared on her head, and she was trembling with fear.
She quickly pulled down the teacup, turned over and jumped to the ground, turned behind Yuming and hid, and only poked half of her head with reservations: Cough... are you back?
However, it is naturally a delusion to expect a human cub who is only six years old to hide a big white cat half-height.
Han Shi looked at the butt and tail that appeared out of thin air behind His Highness, and was speechless, then he stepped forward without mercy and pulled out the big white cat: What are you doing?
Miao Ling, who was caught, covered her mouth with her claws and hesitated. Yuming raised his hand and said: We are looking for acupoints!
Han Shi glanced at the big white cat who was about to bury his head in his heart: What acupoints are you looking for?
These!Yuming showed him the medical book with the human acupoint map on his hand and explained it in a chattering manner.
It turned out that after one cat and one person identified the acupoints in the formula in accordance with the illustration, they encountered a new problem.
I recognized it, but this is a human acupoint map, but Miao Ling... is not a human now.
So where are these acupoints of the monsters?
So Miao Ling decided to refer to the human illustration to compare the spinal mammals with probably one head and four legs, the same one.
Then the scene that Han Shi saw at the beginning appeared. Yuming was responsible for comparing the poking positions, and Miao Ling was responsible for marking the tea cup.
Cold time: …
His mount can always do things that others can't even think of with a unique idea.
I also have to place the cup. It’s so hard that those who don’t know think you are cupping.
Han Shi patted the big white cat's head and believed that he was wrong: I overestimated your knowledge level, meow.
Miao Ling:...Damn.
Feeling insulted.
Let's go.Han Shi dragged the big white cat with an angry bulging: I'll teach you when you go in.
Miao Ling grinded her claws and decided to let Han Shi see her learning ability next.
Her exam career for more than ten years was not destroyed in vain!
Ten cat raising manuals for Sanxian: Do a good job of tutoring cats (focus on cultural knowledge)
Han Shi, who had just said goodbye to his mount, held the hem of his robe, avoided the branches stretched out by the road, passed through the untrimmed weeds, and slowly walked to the lake along the route that the little prince had sneaked out before.
Han Shi stood still and looked around, his eyes falling to the ground.
The surroundings of the lakeshore seemed to have been carefully cleaned up. Not to mention the footprints left by many guards, even the nearby plants that were rescued from the lake yesterday were pulled out and planted with new ones. Only a small part of the lawn still had some slight trampling marks.
It's too clean to be cleaner.
But the more this happens... the more suspicious it is.
Another wind blew, spreading the lake's surface into pieces, and accidentally brushing it on the cold face, bringing a cool feeling.
The wind carries the unique refreshing smell of the lake, and carries various fragrances of flowers. When it quickly passes through its nose, the cold moment captures a strange smell hidden in it at that moment.
Very subtle, but hard to ignore, and he seemed to have smelled this smell in his memory...
Cold immortal?
While he was concentrating on his mind, a voice came from behind. Han Shi looked back and saw that he was the old man who was responsible for greeting them yesterday, the old minister of the former emperor, and one of the current emperor's confidants, Shiguan Pan.
How could you be here?
After being interrupted, the faint smell of fishyness left in the air quickly dissipated. Han Shi calmed his expression, raised his gaze and swept over the person, nodded as saying hello: Go around.
Historian Pan bowed: Coincidentally, the library where I work is not far from here. I often come to the lake to stroll around to wake up the gods. If the immortal doesn’t mind, can I take you around?
Han Shi paused: ...then it will be troublesome.
Historian Pan took the lead in walking around the gravel road by the lake. You are kind, Immortal, I wonder how can you adapt to living in the palace?
good.Han Shi glanced at the lakeside: The palace people... are very diligent.
Haha, that's good.Shi Guan Pan touched his beard: By the way, why don’t the immortal monsters follow you?
I asked her to play with His Highness.
So that's how the immortal treats his own monsters gently.
When talking about her intermittently furry white cat, Han Shi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth: She was erratic, and she would have to comfort her after being trained, otherwise she would be angry with me.
Historian Pan laughed: The immortals' monsters are powerful and powerful, and some of their tempers are normal. They just don't know where the immortals can pick up such a treasure beast. I also want to tame an obedient one.
oh?Han Shi raised his eyes and stared at the slightly hunched back in front of him. Lord Pan...is very interested in monsters?
As a historian, I am naturally interested in reading a lot of history of monsters recorded by predecessors.
Han Shi walked as he walked, and the tip of his shoe touched a small stone, and he kicked it away slowly.
Since that's the case, I believe Lord Pan is also familiar with the attack suffered by the Yulin Bian Pass city more than 50 years ago?
Small pebbles rolled along the sloped lake shore, and fell into the lake with a thud, stirring up thousands of microwaves.
Historian Pan stopped and stopped in place, and said a little embarrassedly: I am ashamed to say that I am a person from the border.
More than fifty years ago, I was just a young child. After experiencing the attack personally, I was frightened. When I grew up, I have been deliberately avoiding this matter, so I just know a little bit.If... the immortal has any doubts, I can read the original records and answer them for you.
During the cold season, I didn't stop. I passed Shi Guan Pan and walked straight forward. No, I was invited to the neighboring country to preside over the sacrifices. When I was back, I happened to meet the Yulin border. I remember it very clearly.
This smell of the blood of the fishy monster floating in the air was exactly the same.
From the very beginning, Han Shi’s purpose was not to investigate anything.
There was obviously something strange about falling into the water this time, and the traces at the scene would be quickly cleaned up.
But human traces can be removed, but demon traces cannot be covered up so easily.
They were not confident that they could see nothing, nor were they sure what they could see or what extent they found.
So the people behind it will definitely come for an interview.
Whoever appears in front of him at this time can basically be determined who is the relevant person.
He threw the bait out, but he didn't expect it to be a big fish as soon as he got up.
……
When it was noon, the sun gradually became vicious.
Han Shi stepped on the shade of the tree and returned to the palace of His Highness, and as soon as he entered the door, he witnessed a strange scene.
His mount was facing the sky, his claws were lying on the stone table and spreading into long strips. His little prince Yuming knelt on the stone bench next to him, with a book spreading in his hand, looking at it from time to time, and poking the big white cat with a short branch, as if he was seriously comparing something.
Han Shi walked up in confusion and found that there were several upside-down tea cups standing on the big white cat, neatly arranged from its neck to its stomach.
...What are you doing?
ÁWhen it’s cold!
When Miao Ling was concentrating on remembering the contacts of the branches, a familiar face suddenly appeared on her head, and she was trembling with fear.
She quickly pulled down the teacup, turned over and jumped to the ground, turned behind Yuming and hid, and only poked half of her head with reservations: Cough... are you back?
However, it is naturally a delusion to expect a human cub who is only six years old to hide a big white cat half-height.
Han Shi looked at the butt and tail that appeared out of thin air behind His Highness, and was speechless, then he stepped forward without mercy and pulled out the big white cat: What are you doing?
Miao Ling, who was caught, covered her mouth with her claws and hesitated. Yuming raised his hand and said: We are looking for acupoints!
Han Shi glanced at the big white cat who was about to bury his head in his heart: What acupoints are you looking for?
These!Yuming showed him the medical book with the human acupoint map on his hand and explained it in a chattering manner.
It turned out that after one cat and one person identified the acupoints in the formula in accordance with the illustration, they encountered a new problem.
I recognized it, but this is a human acupoint map, but Miao Ling... is not a human now.
So where are these acupoints of the monsters?
So Miao Ling decided to refer to the human illustration to compare the spinal mammals with probably one head and four legs, the same one.
Then the scene that Han Shi saw at the beginning appeared. Yuming was responsible for comparing the poking positions, and Miao Ling was responsible for marking the tea cup.
Cold time: …
His mount can always do things that others can't even think of with a unique idea.
I also have to place the cup. It’s so hard that those who don’t know think you are cupping.
Han Shi patted the big white cat's head and believed that he was wrong: I overestimated your knowledge level, meow.
Miao Ling:...Damn.
Feeling insulted.
Let's go.Han Shi dragged the big white cat with an angry bulging: I'll teach you when you go in.
Miao Ling grinded her claws and decided to let Han Shi see her learning ability next.
Her exam career for more than ten years was not destroyed in vain!
Ten cat raising manuals for Sanxian: Do a good job of tutoring cats (focus on cultural knowledge)
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