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"If there was really a water palace in Taihu Lake, then where would it be?"

Qi Xiang thought about this question seriously, but there was no answer.

After all, Shuiyue Sanren spent almost his whole life, and spent hundreds of years in Taihu Lake, turning Taihu Lake to the bottom, but still didn't find any of it.

Qi Xiang didn't think that he could find any water palace by just searching it casually. Besides, no one could tell whether the water palace was a fact or a legend, and there was no need to rush to fight.

As for the big black fish...

It is indeed a doubt and needs research.

Qi Xiang tried his best to relax his mind, but suddenly he found that his soul was a little hot. He looked up and found that the sky had turned white. It turned out that before he knew it, a night passed quietly and it was almost dawn.

In an instant, Qi Xiang did not hesitate at all, and his soul flew away instantly, returned to the villa and entered his body.

There is no way, the Sun True Fire has caused too much damage to the soul. With his current strength, it is definitely a fate that he dares to sway under the sun.

After all, he has just stabilized the realm of night tours now, not the perfection of night tours, and is not qualified to absorb the true fire of the sun and temper the soul to impact the realm of day tours.

The future is long, and the practice is not urgent. If you can't eat a bite, you should take it slowly...

Qi Xiang opened her eyes, but she didn't sleep all night but was full of energy. Her eyes were flowing, like lightning. It took a long time to calm down and return to normal.

If a person is in good spirits when he is happy and his cultivation is improved, this is naturally a good thing.

However, Qi Xiang was not happy for long before he began to devote himself to great research. He searched for a lot of information about Taihu Lake online and purchased dozens of historical records such as local chronicles.

In the next few days, he read books during the day and left his body at night, and made a big breakthrough in Taihu Lake.

Time flies, and seven or eight days pass.

Sitting in the room all day long, Qi Xiang felt stupid and in a daze, and could not bear it.

"Slow down, slow down."

Qi Xiang pinched her eyebrows, feeling that if this continues, he will have to be exhausted physically and mentally, and die of overwork.

"I can't hold on anymore. Let's take a break for two days before I talk about it."

Qi Xiang decided to take a vacation for himself, throw down the books and materials, then slowly wandered around the backyard of the manor in slippers and pajamas, and watered flowers and grass.

In the early morning of winter, the cold wind is like a knife, very cold.

Qi Xiang was wearing thin pajamas, but she didn't feel any chill. He gently led his hand, and a clear mist of water quietly gathered in his hands, and then condensed little by little, turning into a cool and clear water ball.

"puff!"

Suddenly, as Qi Xiang held the palm of her hand, the water ball exploded immediately, forming a drizzle, very subtle, like a ox hair tip, and evenly moisturizes the plants and trees in the courtyard.

"Bao, bao!"

Unpredictable, someone applauded and praised: "Yes, this water control technique seems to be much more exquisite."

Qi Xiang looked up and saw that on the wall of the manor, Ge Bao, dressed in non-mainstream costume, squatting there like a gangster on the street, holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and sniffing mist.

"I'm here as an appointment..."

Ge Bao spitted out a fog, jumped, and then fell down lightly: "Good morning."

"My home has a door..."

A black line appeared on Qi Xiang’s forehead: “You can ring the doorbell!”

"Don't care about this kind of details." Ge Bao waved his hand indifferently, then looked around and said, "The place you live... is not very good."

Qi Xiang's face turned dark and she thought of a word in her mind, "The evil guest is here."

If a normal person goes to someone else's house as a guest, no matter how bad the environment is, he will still praise him against his will. What about Zhugelu, Nanyang, Ziyunting, Western Shu, this is a humble room, but you are so kind...

This kind of polite words is an indispensable adjustment in interpersonal communication. Why does it not apply when it comes to Ge Bao?

Forget it, I won't bother with you...

Qi Xiang rolled her eyes silently in her heart, then led her hands and said, "Welcome to the hall to sit."

"Okay, lead the way." Ge Bao nodded and spat another sip of mist.

At this time, Qi Xiang keenly realized that the mist was a bit special, not only the breath of tobacco, but also mixed with other substances, which had a special smell of medicinal materials.

"I'm homemade earth smoke." Ge Bao raised his eyebrows and signaled, "Why do you want one?"

"No need..." Qi Xiang shook her head, not having this habit.

"Then you will lose a lot of fun." Ge Bao didn't force it, took another breath of Yunyan and swallowed it into his abdomen. However, he did not vomit, as if he was digesting it.

After a moment, a faint smoke actually burst out from the pores of the skin on his body. The fog that should have been white and pure had a little more turbidity.

Seeing this situation, Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed and immediately realized that Ge Bao was not only smoking, but also practicing.

After a while, the two walked to the living room.

Ge sat down without hesitation, crossed his legs, and leisurely swallowed the clouds and blew the mist.

Qi Xiang boiled water and brewed tea quickly, and asked directly: "Fellow Daoist Ge, is there anything wrong with you when you come to your house this time?"

"As a fellow traveler, it's normal to walk around, recognize a door, and climb on friendship..."

Ge Bao said a few words, and he thought it was fake, so he immediately changed his words: "Okay, there must be something wrong. However, everyone has no friendship and it is difficult to talk directly. We must first talk and get familiar with each other before we can speak."

“…”

Qi Xiang suddenly had nothing to say, poured a cup of tea, put it in front of Ge Bao, and then sighed: "We are friends in times of distress, you don't have to be so... alienated, just say something if you have something to do."

"If things really... make me embarrassed, don't worry, I will refuse."

Qi Xiang glanced at him and his tone was also very sincere.

"You can't refuse..." Ge Bao looked confident and very confident.

"Oh." Qi Xiang took a sip of tea and hugged her bracelet and chest: "Then tell me, what is the matter coming to me for? I'll listen carefully."

"No, no hurry." Ge Bao took another breath, and the cigarette butt on his mouth immediately turned into ashes. He flipped the ash into the garbage can, then stood up and said, "I just got off the plane and came to the door in a hurry. I didn't have breakfast."

"What are the special foods in Huzhou? Let's go out for a walk together, I'll treat you!"

Ge Bao was so arrogant that he slapped the clouds. He patted his pockets, as if he was not short of money.

Qi Xiang glanced at him, and without saying a word, she went back to the room to change her clothes. Then she waved and said, "Let's go..."

Qi Xiang drove out and brought Ge to the city with her carriage.

Huzhou City is bustling and lively, with traffic rolling like a tide, and pedestrians flowing endlessly, and waves of sounds are shrouded over the entire city. It seems to have dispelled the coldness of winter.

Not long after, the car slowly stopped.

Qi Xiang opened the door and signaled: "The breakfast here is good, you can try it."

Ge hugged him and looked at him, and saw a three-story complex building in front of him, with three floors above, middle and lower, all running breakfast business. Between each floor, there were guests and prosperous.

Tea, beans, pastry fragrances, and various misty aromas are mixed. It forms an attractive smell, making people's appetites bloom.

"No, not bad." Ge Bao nodded with satisfaction: "Go up..."

After walking a few steps, Ge Bao seemed to have thought of something, and twisted his head and said, "By the way, you can give the person surnamed Pang... what's the matter? Anyway, I just want to buy a painting... Let him come here and pay for us!"

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang was stunned: "Boss Pang of Xuzhai?"

"...It seems to be him." Ge Bao thought for a while and nodded, "It was the one who visited my grandfather last time with you and asked him to come over. It must be right."

Qi Xiang suddenly smiled: "Didn't you say that you won't sell the paintings to him and have you changed your mind?"

"no way."

Ge Bao said frankly: "I asked many people, but he only had the highest quotation and was full of sincerity. Who can't I get along with, and I can't get along with money, right?"

"...It makes sense." Qi Xiangshen agreed and then smiled and said, "Then I'll call."

"Boe, call someone." Ge Bao didn't care and walked into the teahouse.

The teahouse business is booming, but a few private rooms are also reserved.

The two of them ordered a room with a relatively elegant decoration on the third floor. Ge Bao ordered food directly and asked the waiter to put the entire table with refreshments, spring rolls, noodle soup, porridge, etc.

But there are not many tables in this table.

The small round table was filled with seven or eight plates.

Qi Xiang was drinking soy milk and watching Ge Bao feast, but he was speculating in his heart that his purpose was coming to the door. However, there were too many possibilities and there was not enough information, so it was difficult to analyze...

"Don't bother guessing." Ge Bao took a bite of the spring scroll and said vaguely: "Unless you have the ability to read your mind, it is absolutely impossible to guess my thoughts."

Qi Xiang's eyes turned white and her ears suddenly moved: "It seems that Boss Pang is here..."

"Know."

Ge Bao swallowed the spring roll, sucked a piece of paper money and wiped his mouth, and drank a sip of fragrant tea to relieve the greasiness.

"Brother Ge."

When he said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. In an instant, someone broke in outside the door. It was Boss Pang Da. At this time, he was full of spring breeze and a smile on his face, and he was very happy: "Welcome, welcome to Huzhou as a guest."

"Thanks……"

Ge Bao stretched out his hand and pointed it out: "Boss Ge, sit down."

“Okay…”

Boss Pang Da was happily sitting next to Qi Xiang. After bending over, he whispered: "Brother Qi, thank you, thank you. I remember this favor in my heart. I will thank you very much when I look back."

"Well?"

Qi Xiang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Ge and hugged her. It could be imagined that he probably said something.

After all, Ge Bao had rejected Boss Pang Da before and said he would not sell the paintings to him. Now he changed his words and felt a little embarrassed, so he simply found a step.

Qi Xiang smiled, responding to Boss Pang Da, but in fact she was secretly smiling at Ge Bao, and she still wanted to save face.
Chapter completed!