Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

9

Jing Jia was four years old, and Begyan Agula was fourteen years old.

At this time, Agoura talked about his manners and raised his hands to the point that he could not see the past steppe.

As for those unusual eyes, she had long thought about her speech.

The masker called her over that day and gave her a dossier and a simple porcelain vase.

"You've performed very well in recent years, better than I expected." Such words from the mask man's mouth have been regarded as the highest praise.

Agura took a step back and looked down and bowed deeply, "Relying on Master for proper teaching."

The masked man nodded: "It's your new identity in the dossier, and in a few days you'll set off to take the child test."

"Yes."

"You do n’t have to come back after the exam. You have learned it in my school. Only you have a little firework. Take a walk around this time. This teacher can only help you get there. Here, in the future ... it's up to you.

Agula raised her head, and there were no fluctuations in those beautiful eyes, and a low reply was "Yes."

"The pill is taken once every ten days, and this bottle can be used up to eliminate the sunflower syrup."

"Thank you, Master."

Agura walked to the door, and behind him came the voice of the masked man: "Let's go and Ding Yu Gao individually, next time we meet each other are strangers."

...

Agura shoved the porcelain bottle into his arms and shook open the dossier and wrote: Qi Yan, 14 years old. In Baishui Village, Jinlu County, Jinzhou, the first year of Jingjia's Bailu County epidemic broke out. The Qi family of six fled north, and unfortunately encountered a mountain thief. Qi Yan died after being rescued by two men.

Behind are the details of the Qi Yan family, I do not know if it was a coincidence or an artificial arrangement. All the relatives within the Qi family's five suits died in the following years. Agula remembered everything on the scroll, came to the temple room and threw the dossier into the stove to watch it turn to ashes before turning back.

At my feet, I walked in the direction of the herbal garden, and Ding Yu lived in the medical village next to the herbal garden. After the mask man taught according to his aptitude, he found that Ding Yan was quite accomplished in the art of Qihuang, and he was not allowed to study with Agurah again.

At this time, Ding Hui was taking care of the herbs. Today, he was not in the garden. Agoura called out Ding Hui to push the door of the house and waved, "Here."

When he came to the house, he found that Ding Zheng was packing his luggage, and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Well, the host said that it was a five-year folk evaluation of the Royal Hospital. Let me try it."

Agura nodded, raised his placket, and sat down on the chair, raising his hand and pouring a cup of tea for himself.

Ding Yan swept across Agula's flat chest, and he stopped talking a few times.

Agura took a shallow sip and put down the tea cup: "Speak whatever you have."

"The medicine your master gave you ... have you been taking?"

Agu Ramen looked at Ding Yi with a blank expression and asked, "What about it?"

Ding Yi glanced out the window and lowered his voice: "It's a medicine that is poisonous. Besides, this medicine can actually inhibit your woman's identity. So how do you think the medicine is overbearing? You ..."