After a few days, Pi Xiaotian finally figured out Kuanyushan's hobby. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He likes to be praised and praised, has a brutal temper, and likes to pretend to be demeanor, but he is not very evil.

As long as you figure out the doorway, always pay attention to some of your words and actions, and get along with this kind of man who is strong on the outside and sensitive on the inside, it is relatively easy for Pi Xiaotian.

But the only thing that can't be endured by Pi Xiaotian is that Kuanyu Mountain has a foot odor, and it is very strong, which can smoke flies to death!

Every night when he fell asleep, Pi Xiaotian covered the quilt and suffocated his uncomfortable expression, which can be imagined.

What to do?

If you keep being smoked by the disgusting smell of your feet, you will die sooner or later!

I don't want to die before I get out of school! Pi Xiaotian was covered in the quilt and shouted in a dumb voice. The stench of feet outside the quilt, like the black yellow breath of a carrion corpse from the ground, filled the entire bedroom.

In the middle of the night, a cool wind blew, and it was a little cool.

Kuan Yushan slept soundly on the bed, turned over in a daze, and said facing the opposite bed: "It's cold, close the window!" ”

Pi Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face couldn't tell how bitter he was, and he shrank in the quilt and didn't move.

"Hurry up! Do you want to be fired? Kuan Yushan was confused, and he didn't forget to threaten.

Pi Xiaotian had no choice but to cover his nose, hold his breath and turn over and get out of bed, and go to close the window.

If the window is not closed, the smell of foot odor is even stronger! The smoke is so whirling that it smokes strangely.

Pi Xiaotian couldn't help it, coughed lightly, and tiptoed open the door while holding the futon, left, and walked towards the lobby.

The lobby is cold and airy, but it's 10,000 times better than not having the disgusting smell of your feet.

Pi Xiaotian laid out the futon on the ground, stretched his waist, and fell asleep comfortably.

A few hours later.

"Hey! Wake up! Assistant, why did you come here to sleep, get up and comb my hair and dress me! Kuan Yushan brutally kicked the big silkworm chrysalis sleeping in the lobby.

Pi Xiaotian shrank under the covers, his head dizzy.

Oops, I slept here last night and was blown by the wind, and now I'm afraid I'm infected with the wind chill.

Pi Xiaotian sat up precariously, looking at everything was ghosted, and his eyes were dull and unable to focus.

"Kiyoji, where's the comb?"

"Give!"

Pi Xiaotian raised his hand weakly and took the comb.

Kuan Yushan brought a futon, sat next to Pi Xiaotian, and happily asked: "At noon today, Senior Sister Le is here to help sort out the copywriting handed down by the master, you help me comb it tighter, so as not to get loose hair at noon!" ”

"Okay."

Pi Xiaotian's forehead seems to be foggy, and what he looks like exploring flowers in the fog is not real. It was difficult to hold the comb in his hand, but in the end, he endured the discomfort and helped Kuan Yushan take care of everything.

Kuan Yushan got up happily and wanted to go.

Pi Xiaotian's face was pale, his face was sweating, and he pulled his sleeve and asked, "Qingsi, the disciple of Guanzhong is sick, where can I go to see a doctor?" ”

Kuan Yushan frowned, impatient: "Are you sick?" ”

Pi Xiaotian nodded.

Kuan Yushan's face turned pale: "I've only been in office for a few days, and you're sick!" Do you have an issue with me? ”

"Nope."

Kuan Yushan's eyes moved to the futon on Pi Xiao Tiandi, and he snorted coldly: "You have no opinion on me, why don't you sleep in the bedroom and come to sleep here?" ”

"I have tightness in my chest, so I want to change the environment to be better."

"Excuses!" Kuan Yushan was furious, bent down, grabbed the placket of Pi Xiaotian's shirt and warned: "You can hurry up and give me a good look at your illness today, otherwise I will ask the head to change the assistant!" ”

"Don't ......" Pi Xiaotian begged helplessly, the pain in his forehead became more and more intense: "Please Qingji, tell me where to see a doctor?" ”

Kuan Yushan looked disgusted: "Daoist Chen Enyi is not here, now he is looking for Daoist Zhang Linyi!" ”

"Thank you."

Midday.

Pi Xiaotian was tormenting a packet of cold-repellent medicine from Daoist Zhang Linyi in the backyard. The bitter aroma of medicinal food permeates everywhere as the water temperature rises.

At this time, Kuan Yushan, who had finished lunch, was walking from outside with Le Lingxuan, and the two attendants behind him each held a large stack of high and headless scrolls, and followed with a rat-headed face.

The four of them entered the lobby, the scroll fell into the desk, and the envoy of Kuan Yushan drove the two followers with a look in his eyes, asking them to leave quickly, he and Le Lingxuan enjoyed the world of the two!

Le Lingxuan looked out of the door, and sniffed lightly: "The smell of medicine is so heavy!" Anyone here is sick? ”

"Nope!" Kuan Yushan shrugged: "Senior Sister Le, come and sort out the copywriting with me!" ”

"Wait, I remembered, Senior Brother Pi is also here, he must be sick, I'll take a look!" After that, Le Ling ran like a bird.

Kuan Yushan stomped his feet in anger and couldn't help but curse: "Damn! Then he followed.

Le Lingxuan smelled the bitter smell of medicine and came to the backyard, and sure enough, he saw Pi Xiaotian fanning the medicine by the small stove, so he enthusiastically walked over and grabbed the fan and fanned the fire: "Senior Brother Pi, your face is pale, go sit aside and rest, I'll help you boil the medicine." ”

"Thank you." Pi Xiaotian was grateful, and sat dizzily on the side, gasping for breath.

Not long after, Kuan Yushan chased after him, snatched the fan from Le Lingxuan's hand, and smashed it in Pi Xiaotian's face.

"Senior Sister Le, the head of the family ordered you to help me sort out the copywriting, not to help such subordinates decoct medicine!"

Le Ling's swirling eyes shot out two cold rays of light, hitting Kuan Yushan's arrogant face: "Your subordinates are sick, don't you shout about the cold and ask for warmth, just forget it, and still show off your power here?" ”

"I ......" Kuan Yushan was afraid of angering Le Lingxuan, and he couldn't complete the task, so he didn't seem to be the boss to explain, so he softened his attitude and said: "Yes, Senior Sister Le has taught me a lot, and I will help my assistant decoction." ”

With that, he took the fan and fanned it against the stove seriously.

After a stick of incense, the Chinese medicine is boiled.

Le Lingxuan took Kuan Yushan back to the lobby to sort out the copywriting, and he handed it to Pi Xiaotian with a warm decoction, and said with a smile: "I knew he would definitely bully you." ”

Pi Xiaotian was stunned: "Thank you Senior Sister Le for your concern." He took the decoction and drank it down.

Le Ling frowned, sighed and said: "Without the senior brother, the disciples in the view are like a plate of loose sand, and now the position of Qing Si is occupied by the narrow-minded Kuan Yushan, I am afraid that if it is you, other weak junior disciples will also be bullied." As she spoke, she hammered her hands, looked in the direction of the lobby with hatred, and continued: "I am really incompetent in this Qingji selection competition, and I actually lost to Kuan Yushan!" ”

"It turns out that Senior Sister Le also participated in the selection of Qingji."

"Yes, not only I participated, but also a lot of people who failed in the last selection. But in the end, he was taken down by Kuan Yushan. ”

"Kuan Yushan has previous experience, plus his cultivation is second to none, as long as he works hard, the position of Qingsi is in his pocket." Pi Xiaotian said lightly.

"Why are you still talking to him? He bullies you like this now, you should resent him! Le Ling Xuannu was angry.

Pi Xiaotian shook his head lightly: "It doesn't matter much to me who does Qingji. ”

Le Lingxuan was stunned, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he didn't know whether to pity the other party or dislike the other party.