Then, he walked straight past her.

It seemed as if I hadn't seen her.

...

Wei celadon is incense.

The exquisite silver scale, the white and slender fingertips, and the movements of the blue shirt are as smooth as the water, as if they are lifted, they are as beautiful as a picture.

It aroused a little bit of glorious interest.

She looked quietly for a while, and her black hair in white clothes floated down from the beam of the room and quietly walked around the side of the young man in blue.

"Three cents of calendula, two cents of hibiscus, and agastache..." Every time the boy put in a raw material, she read a scent, and gradually outlined a fragrance in her mind. Her red lips were slightly bent, and she said lazyly, "Is this - Baizhuxiang?"

The three words Bai Zhuoxiang fell gently, and Wei Qingci's slender hands, which were making incense, paused in a slight silvery pupil, and his eyes were deeper and flashed with strange colors.

... She turned out to be a female ghost who knows the fragrance.

interesting.

"No, the recipe for Baizhuxiang is biased. If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely fail to refine..."

With the aura of [Living Color and Fragrance] props, no one in this world knows fragrance better than Fenghua. The ratio and order of the raw materials she puts can tell at a glance what fragrance the young man in the blue shirt is made of, and at the same time, it can tell at a glance that the result of the young man in the blue shirt this time must be two words: failure.

She didn't notice that when she thought no one could hear her talking and muttered in a low voice that "the perfume must fail." The color of the surfing in the young man in blue shirt fell.

Sure enough, when the young man in green clothes added an unknown raw material to the incense mixing cauldron, the small cauldron buzzed and exploded with a bang...

A strange and strong smell that was so dull that it smelled unpleasant, suddenly spread in the dark rouge shop in the night...

That power is comparable to a biological weapon.

Fenghua and a ghost were dizzy when they smelled it.

She rubbed her forehead.

Headache, headache.

This is simply abusing people...ah, no, abusing ghosts.

"I have never smelled such an indescribable fragrance. It turns out that the fragrance is smelly when it reaches its depth. Today I have thoroughly experienced it."

Fenghua thought that the young man in green could not hear it, and he complained about what he thought without restraint.

"This man only went to the rouge shop to make perfume late at night. I guess he was a little confused about his perfume skills. If it were during the day, he would definitely kill a large area within a radius of hundreds of miles. How dare anyone come to buy rouge powder? So he had to release poison late at night..."

She said, pinching her nose and unable to hold on, "Go away, go."

Fenghua turned around and prepared to leave.

A slender and jade-like hand gently pulled the corner of the clothes, and a cool voice came: "Don't leave."

Her Majesty the Queen: Meow Meow?

She turned around in surprise and asked, "Can you... see me?"

Is this guy also a ghost?

But Fenghua tried to get the things used by a boy in the blue shirt to make a perfume, but he just traveled through time and couldn't touch it at all.

So, this guy should not be the same as her.

"Are you Yin and Yang Eyes, or..." Her Majesty the Queen's mind was very enlightened.

All that was received was Wei Qingci's speechlessness.

Wei Qingci didn't want to talk about this topic, or did not want to reveal his identity, so she changed the topic gently and cleverly. The pair of faint silver pupils flowing under the slender and thick eyelids looked at Fenghua steadily and asked, "You can make incense?"

"Can you know a little bit."
Chapter completed!