Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 91 Life on the Mountain

The sunlight penetrated through the light purple window screens, and shone on the incense burner. There seemed to be smoke coming out faintly, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance, like orchids and musk deer, which penetrated into people's heart and spleen.

There is a bed in the back, but it is not the usual rectangle, but an oval shape. The material should be green bamboo. The side of the bed is carved with oval petals one after another, layer by layer...

Wu Jiuzi was taken aback for a moment, the bed actually looked like a lotus seat...

The bedding on the bed was tidy and looked very warm.

Wu Jiuzi sat on the bed for a while, stroking the complicated petals with her fingers, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

This bed—not to mention its novelty, seems to have seen better days.Those petals seemed to have been rubbed countless times, smooth and shiny.

Looking up at the incense burner again, looking at the color, it seems to be very old.

Did someone live here before?

Shaking his head again, I heard that the Jiuhuamen has been established for thousands of years, new people and old people alternate, there must have been disciples of the Jiuhuamen who lived here.

This bed and this incense burner might have been used by them.

There was nothing to clean up in this side hall, Wu Jiuzi opened the wardrobe in the corner, and was stunned again.

There are already several sets of dresses in the closet, one each in light purple, light yellow, pink, and light blue, with exquisite workmanship and elegant styles.

This is—for her?

Wu Jiuzi took out a set casually, measured the size, it was just right!It's almost like it was tailor-made for her!
No matter how dull Wu Jiuzi was, she still felt something unusual!

If the first encounter in the hot spring was accidental, then the rescue sword on the mountain road is not accidental!This high priest seems to be making a set, a set to put her in to be his apprentice...

She turned and ran out.

The decoration in the main hall can only be described in one word: low-key luxury!

Everything is white, white pearl curtains, white coral bonsai, white strip tables, white jade beds, white window screens...

Wu Jiuzi felt as if she had fallen into a snow cave as soon as she entered the door, her eyes could not see other colors except white.

Is this the house where the high priest lived?How addicted to white is he!Living in such a snow cave-like house is not afraid of snow blindness?
Fengjian Liuxiang was not in the hall, and Wu Jiuzi walked around the hall without seeing him.

Strange, he asked her to come here to look for him, but he was nowhere to be seen!Where did you go?
Wu Jiuzi held countless questions in her heart and wanted to ask him, but naturally she didn't give up if she couldn't find him.Turned around and ran out again.

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Wu Jiuzi searched all the buildings on Piaomiao Peak, but couldn't find the mysterious High Priest Kazama.

Did he go down the peak?It is really lonely on this peak, there is no one but her.

She ran up and down and could only hear the soft sound of her own footsteps...

It was only after running around that Wu Jiuzi realized that Piaomiao Peak covers a thousand hectares, even the Forbidden City is not half the size...

Isn't he too cautious to live alone in such a big place?

Although the emperor is also a lonely family, but there are 72 concubines in the Sangong and Six Courtyards, as well as countless court ladies and eunuchs, so naturally he will not feel empty.

But he was the only one here, not even a waiter, like a ghost...

However, this place is big enough, and she doesn't want to have much contact with him, even if she lives with him on this Misty Peak, it is easy to avoid him.

(End of this chapter)