There are less than five hours left before the end of the winter solstice. Taoist Xunshan did not expect that he would hear such a question again.

Judging from Zhuchen's expression, it should be a very important gift. But looking at her performance, she felt that the other person might just be a person worth noting, otherwise why would she wait until now to start preparing?

Taoist Xunshan said: "If you are just an ordinary friend, just buy some gifts and give them to him. If he likes to play chess, give him chess pieces. If he likes calligraphy and painting, give him pen and ink. If he loves beauty, give him hair.

hairpin."

Zhuchen shook his head: "It's not ordinary, that's why I'm worried. I don't know what to give him that will suit his needs."

Taoist Xunshan nodded in understanding, silently appreciating the relationship of "unusual", and said: "Then you can give these things as gifts. Just go with them as they suit you. They are both elegant and polite. You go find Ji Yizong - you

Just get to know them - ask them to find you some good quality products. Expensive ones may not necessarily be good, but they will definitely not be wrong.”

"But he doesn't like it," Zhuchen said, "and there's no one to play chess with him."

Taoist Xunshan nodded again: "Oh..."

I looked at him eagerly every morning, treating him as the hope of life.

After all, Taoist Xunshan had met him during his travels, and he had written countless emotional stories. His analysis was clear and logical, and his descriptions were pathos and moving. Zhuchen felt that he was simply an expert on contemporary gender.

Xunshan also felt embarrassed. After thinking for a long time with no result, he said half-jokingly: "Did you suddenly know that it was the winter solstice today and did you think of buying him a gift?"

This question seems to be Zhuchen's fault.

The problem is that she didn't expect that when it was her turn, she would be the junior giving gifts to the elders.

Zhuchen said: "I have actually thought about it, but I never thought of what to give, and I couldn't ask others, so I put it off until now."

Taoist Xunshan recognized the importance of this sentence and said "oh" as if he had some understanding.

If a generous girl wants to give gifts to friends, elders, relatives and friends, why should she be so hesitant?

I'm afraid the reason for this hesitation is not the gift, but my own little thought.

Zhuchen saw his smile gradually becoming more obscene, and his body felt cold, and he regretted that he came to him for help.

That’s right, these literati are running wild, who knows what they are thinking about?

Xunshan suppressed his smile, pushed away the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, and asked, "What gifts did you give him before?"

"I don't give them often, he doesn't need anything." Zhuchen recalled, "Most of them were given to me by him."

"Oh?" Taoist Xunshan asked again, "Then what did he give you?"

Zhuchen felt that every inch of muscle on his face was writing "Gossip". Unable to resist his flashing eyes, he looked away and replied: "There's everything. Commonly used ones, or rare ones."

strange."

There are many people who give gifts to Feng Buye, some of whom are here to repay their kindness. He will pick one or two to keep. All kinds of messy things that look good to him will be thrown to a few apprentices and let them do whatever they want.

Zhuchen even received things like pots and pans.

Fellow Taoist Xunshan: "What does he like to do most on weekdays?"

Zhuchen said without hesitation: "I like to practice."

Fellow Taoist Xunshan patted the table with his palm and said: "This is the best solution. Anyone who likes to practice treasures his weapons very much. If you have a lot of money, buy some beautiful gems and inlay them.

Put it on the weapon. Or give him a few high-grade spiritual stones to repair the magic weapon on a daily basis. It is really practical and useful."

After hearing what he said, Zhuchen sighed in disappointment.

Still can't escape the straight man's law. If it were that simple, why would she need to worry?

"His sword has no scabbard." Zhuchen said, "Besides, I have his sword here, and I use it more."

Taoist Xunshan was stunned and his eyes widened: "Why is his sword here with you?!"

Zhuchen's explanation can be recited by heart: "Because I haven't refined my magic weapon yet, Chaowen is close to the demon world after all, and I often deal with demon cultivators. He was afraid that I was in danger, so he lent me his weapon for self-defense."

Taoist Xunshan exclaimed: "Is that still a magic weapon of destiny?!"

What do these two young men think about all day long? They are just messing around! Making fun of his old bones.

Zhuchen wanted to say more, but Taoist Xunshan stopped her directly: "Okay, I understand, I understand. He cares about you so much. If you give him anything you want, even if you break branches and flowers by the roadside, he won't feel it."

Disgusting."

Zhuchen looked sad: "It's not appropriate." He didn't care and he was perfunctory. These are completely different things.

Taoist Xunshan: "Then you have some embroidery that you have made before, or something else. Change it into something small."

Zhuchen spread his hands and showed them to him bluntly: "Do you think I look like a good girl?"

In Pu Fengshan, she mostly practiced magic and had not learned sword moves like other disciples. She did not need to do chores on weekdays. She only had a thin sword cocoon on her right hand.

Taoist Xunshan glanced at it and twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling helpless and anxious about her. Suddenly an idea came to his mind, which made his eyes light up. He moved the bench towards Zhuchen regardless of the image.

From a different position, he whispered: "Fellow Taoist Zhuchen, why not do this? You can weave Tao sword spikes into his magic weapon."

Before Zhuchen agreed, Xunshan stood up, blocking her and saying, "I'm going to buy some long ropes. You stay here and don't move around."

Zhuchen waited until he left before coming back to his senses. He had unknowingly taken advantage of him.

It didn't take long for Xunshan to run back, his long-sleeved robe fluttering in the wind, his face flushed red, his lips blue and white, but his face was filled with a smile of inexplicable enjoyment.

He threw a large ball of red rope in his arms on the table and signaled Zhuchen to come and learn from him.

Zhuchen had just sorted out the two long red lines, and Xunshan had already pulled out his sword. The sword was dark in color, and there was a curled edge on the blade. It looked like it was no longer used. If it were paired with red

The sword spike is probably neither fish nor fowl.

In this way, the purple Hanxu sword and the red rope don't seem to match well.

Zhuchen said: "Can you change the color? Is there..."

"No, just use red!" Xunshan decided her plan without a doubt, and glanced at her with a slightly resentful look, looking at her incomprehensibly.

Taoist Xunshan adjusted his posture, held the sword in his arms, bit one end of the long rope with his teeth, and said in a vague voice: "I'll teach you how to braid the rope. It's very simple. You can do it in one afternoon."

.Even if it’s not well made up, it won’t look ugly. Come over and take a look.”

He was so enthusiastic that Zhuchen couldn't say anything else he wanted to say, so he could only lean over and stand behind him to watch him braid the rope.

In the evening, all the fellows came to give gifts and put down their things. After not seeing anyone for a long time, I looked around and saw Zhuchen sitting under a bloody red setting sun, working hard.

He was startled when he saw the Hanxu Sword, then he saw the red rope in Zhuchen's hand, his body swaying slightly, and finally when he saw Zhuchen's red knot that had just begun to be woven a little, he felt like the shadows all over the world were shaking.

Quan Tong didn't dare to come forward and disturb him. He turned around and walked elsewhere in despair. He didn't know where he was going. He just felt that this place was like a phantom, unreal and extremely real. When he was pulled by Huai Xie,

, only then did his eyes regain a little sparkle.

"All channel friends." Huai Xie asked with a smile, "What are you looking for here? Are you waiting for my little junior sister?"

Quan Tong took a breath and grabbed Huai Xie's shirt, almost touching him.

Huai Xie looked at his face that suddenly came closer, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to push him away. Unexpectedly, Quan Tong seemed to have been horribly frightened, and a pair of arms grabbed him tightly, trying to save him.

It was like straw, and my fingers were so hard that they turned blue.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Huai Xie: "Speak carefully."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Quan Tong asked with difficulty, "Has your sect reached this point?"

Huai Xie frowned and refused: "What?"

"No, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's a bit rare..." He was confused and felt like he couldn't even express a sentence clearly, "Your little junior sister, and your master..."

Huai Xie's face turned pale and he said in a stiff tone: "What does it have to do with you? They are both very innocent!"

That's an exaggeration. This can also be called innocence. It's like talking with your eyes closed.

Quantong didn't explain much and just took people to Zhuchen.

After standing behind Zhuchen and seeing the pattern of the knot clearly, Quan Tong was even more certain.

He remembered the appearance of this knot. After all, he often traveled around, helping to buy special products among various sects, or delivering letters, items, or a few words to others.

Similar knots have appeared in his hands no less than ten times. If there is no problem with his eyes, then this knot should be specially used to express his feelings. The pattern of the knot refers to the trend of Yunlu, which is intended to mean gold.

Wind and jade dew, dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony. It is a poetic thing.

Therefore, even though Zhuchen's craftsmanship was woven crookedly, he could still see the origin.

He was about to explain it to Huai Xie when he turned around and saw that this fellow Taoist was in a daze. Just like him before, his teeth were trembling slightly with fear. He obviously knew about this thing.

It took Huai Xie a long time to find his voice, and asked hoarsely: "Little junior sister, what are you doing?"

Zhuchen raised his head, hugged Hanxu Jian tightly and said, "Don't you all have gifts? I just want to give one to Master."

Quan Tongxin said that if your master didn't hit you, then it must be true love.

Just as he was thinking this, Feng Buye was already coming this way.
Chapter completed!