Yan Buli felt that he was being targeted by a wolf.

Whether it is looking for a needle or going out to breathe, whether it is the tea room corridor in the Bingxin Pavilion, or the bamboo forest lotus pond outside the courtyard, he can "meet" a certain Xuanyi boy.

The frequency is not too high, ten times a day

According to his previous temper, he had already rolled up his sleeves and started fighting. But eating people with short mouths and short hands, for the sake of Lao Tzu in three hometown dishes a day, ah no, the old lady endured it!

The flower girl also felt that she was being targeted by a wolf.

Whether it is accompanying the young lady to acupuncture or accompanying the young lady to go out to breathe, whether it is the medicine garden in the front yard or the kitchen in the backyard, he can "meet" a certain plain-clothed disciple.

The frequency is not too high, dozens of times a day

The master and servant unanimously agreed that this place is infested with wolves, the feng shui is not good, it is forbidden to walk, and it is suitable to live in a snail. So from the fifth day, they both shrank in the white fruit house and did not come out.

After all, Chi Yue is the master of a sect that came out of the demon cave, and he is a 10,000-year-old otaku, so he is naturally calm for this kind of turtle shrinkage*.

But Lin Ziyu is different, he has studied medicine in Bingxin Pavilion for many years, and he has never seen such a disease as a flower girl, as a medical idiot who is obsessed with Qihuang, he will never give up if he does not study this rare case thoroughly!

So he was majestic and high-spirited, and came to Baiguoju with a small medicine box.

Last night, in the middle of the night, countless ginkgo fruits fell under the tree, yellow and white, round and lovely. Lin Ziyu picked it up while waiting, and after a while, he picked up half a pocket.

With a creak, the wooden door opened.

The girl dressed in fancy clothes walked out of it, still with a face covered with heavy makeup, and said with a smile: "Yo, what is Deacon Lin doing?" ”

"This ginkgo fruit moistens the lungs and liver, nourishes the yin and nourishes the skin, it's a pity that it's rotten, I'll take some back to dry"

"Oh, then you pick it up slowly, I won't bother" Hua Wuxin twisted his waist and walked out.

Lin Ziyu hurriedly put his pocket on the stone table under the tree and shouted, "Where are you going?" Do you need to accompany you? ”

Someone turned around in a charming way and gave him a big roll of the eyes: "Thatched toilet!" ”

“”

"Is it Deacon Lin?" The beautiful woman in white in the house was alarmed.

"Ah, it's me." Lin Ziyu scratched his head embarrassedly, "I've disturbed the girl." ”

"It's okay, I want to come out and breathe too." Yan Buli leaned on the door frame and narrowed his eyes slightly. After a few days of stitching, he could already sense the light of the outside world slightly.

This master is very expensive, and when the medicine is smoked, even the phoenix blood beads, black heart snow lotus and other treasures are used Lin Ziyu hurriedly helped the other party to sit on the stone chair in the garden, and Wen Yan persuaded: "The girl should take a walk, move the blood, and it is also good for desilting and detoxifying." ”

"I'm poisonous?" Yan Buli asked keenly.

Lin Ziyu coughed dryly: "Everyone has toxins in their bodies. Doing medicinal steaming and passing through the meridians are all to facilitate detoxification. ”

"In this way, Ah Le's predecessor has excellent medical skills, and it is really my luck to be treated by his old man."

Only a hundred coppers are your luck, and Lin Zi said in his belly.

Yan Buli pondered for a moment and asked, "Is Deacon Lin here to pick ginkgo fruits?" ”

"Well, I actually have doubts in my heart, and I want to ask the girl."

"Oh? What's up? ”

"Has your maid been with you all this time?"

Yan Bu was a police officer, and replied according to the wording made up before: "I was rescued by a kind-hearted businessman in Jiulong Cave, and this girl was also bought along the way to escort me north, so I don't know what happened to her before." What, does Deacon Lin think there's something wrong? ”

"With all due respect, according to my observation, this flower girl is really sick."

"You're fucking sick!" Hua Wuxin, a dead face appeared behind him.

Lin Ziyu was startled, turned around and covered his heart, and said seriously: "My mother is not sick." ”

"I'm not sick either!"

"Flower girl, don't be excited, listen to me say that there are clouds in medical books, women are born like men, too tall, broad shoulders and long arms, thick joints, protruding Adam's apple, and the contours of the face are sharp and angular, which is really a yin and yang imbalance in the body, and the disharmony of qi and blood. If it can't be cured, I'm afraid of being irritable and irritable, it's hard to distinguish between male and female, neither male nor female, and eventually become a demon. ”

Yan Buli couldn't help but smile when he heard this, lying on the table, holding back his internal injuries.

Hua Wuxin was so angry that his muscles flared up, and his face was full of scum: "Fart, you are a fucking demon!" ”

"My mother is a woman. Oh no, Flower Girl, you've got irritability, so I might as well come down and treat you. ”

"Cure you!" A white flower thing flew towards her, and the flower girl roared like a lion roaring in the east of the river, "Get out of here!" ”

Lin Ziyu studied medical skills but didn't know martial arts, and he couldn't dodge at the moment and was hit in the head, so painful that he wailed. The stars in front of him hadn't been counted yet, and the other party raised his hand, and the second hidden weapon flew over again! He hurriedly raised his hand to cover his face, but it was his abdomen that was hit.

"If I don't roll and beat you to death!"

Lin Ziyu bent over in pain while holding the hidden weapon, and staggered out of Baiguoju with a dizzy head. Finally holding on to the wall to catch his breath, he came back to his senses and took a closer look, and was suddenly confused by the "hidden weapon" in his hand.

The flower girl just now moved too fast to see clearly, but where did she come up with such a big steamed bun?

Chi Yue has nothing to do these days, and she goes to the wine cellar of the Ice Heart Pavilion every day. At this time, he was carrying the altar of bamboo and Yeqing and walking back, and he saw a plain-clothed man squatting under the wall of Baiguoju from a distance.

When I got closer, I found that it was the little deacon of Bingxin Pavilion, who was trembling and holding a white steamed bun, his brows were tightly locked, and his face was full of doubts.

Hiding the wine jar behind him, and coughing, Chi Yue said solemnly: "Are you stealing food?" ”

Lin Ziyu looked up at the people who came, and was so frightened that the steamed bun almost fell to the ground: "Chi, Sect Master Chi"

The Ghost Sect has cooperated with the Ice Heart Pavilion for twenty years, and as a disciple, he knows Chi Yue's identity to some extent.

This demonic leader is incredibly young, unpredictable, and acts strangely. Sometimes it is so domineering and ruthless that it makes people feel terrified, and sometimes the behavior is ridiculous. Even the pavilion master couldn't help him, saying that this person had a disease, which penetrated deep into the brain, and it was incurable.

"I'm here" Lin Ziyu stood up, and he couldn't say anything about the embarrassed person who was smashed out of the door by the girl, so he had to say, "I took a steamed bun from the kitchen when I was a little hungry." ”

Sure enough, one of the people in the same way, one steals food, and the other steals wine.

Chi Yue couldn't find a drinking friend for a long time, so she immediately dragged him to Cangheju: "It's boring to eat steamed buns, let's go, drink two glasses with Benzong." ”

"How does this work? The villain doesn't dare! ”

"Aren't you in charge of serving guests? Don't dare to drink? ”

Lin Ziyu cried with a sad face, who will he drink with! In case this old devil drinks high and slaps his palm, he will definitely soar immediately. He still remembered how the pear wood case in the pavilion master's house was scrapped

Cangheju is slightly higher and remote, and there are few people living in ordinary times. When you open the fence, you will see a moss-covered path that leads to a hut made of yellow mud based on white stones. There are a few sparse bushes of deep grass and wild chrysanthemums under the pine liao, plain white and purple, dotted and embellished.

The mountain behind the house is rocky, and there is a crooked neck pine among the stones. The green cover is lush and lonely. It can be regarded as a little bit of white clouds and cranes as the companion of the immortal meaning.

Chi Yue carried the black wine jar straight to the pavilion under Panasonic.

Lin Ziyu sat down hard, and Mu was stunned to watch the other party pat open the sealing mud, and a unique fragrance of bamboo wafted out.

"Sect Master Chi, there is no wine glass here"

Chi Yue has always been poured directly with a jar, and only then did he realize that something was missing. Without saying a word, he gently patted the pine trunk with his hand in the air, and the pine branch shook suddenly, and a pine cone and an innocent squirrel fell down.

Pick up a round cyan pine cone, twist it casually, and pull out a small cup.

"Use this!"

Lin Ziyu took it silently, poured the wine silently, and silently drank the bitter and spicy, bamboo-scented liquid with pine odor

After three rounds of drinking, I am sad and half drunk, which is the time when I talk a lot.

"Sect Master Chi respects you." Lin Ziyu didn't understand why Chiyue had to move to this humble Canghe Residence until he found that he could clearly see the courtyard of Baiguoju here. Scales fall from one's eyes.

Chi Yue took a sip of it.

In fact, most people in the rivers and lakes know the portrait of Jiang Shouzun, "Lin Ziyu is a disciple, and he has frequent contact with the outside world." The disciple who had been hidden in the Ice Heart Pavilion for many years might not know him, but he recognized the woman at first sight.

"Now that you have recognized her, are you not afraid?"

Lin Ziyu shook his head: "The posture of jade snow, the qi of the spirit immortal, really doesn't look like a person who can kill." ”

Chi Yue lowered her eyes: "Now she really won't." ”

"Sect Master Chi, I don't understand why you didn't sue her? Although Jiang Shouzun has amnesia, she will remember it sooner or later. ”

"I don't want her to think about the old days now." Leaning against the cold stone pillar, Chi Yue said lightly, "I don't want her to go back to Biluo Valley again." ”

No longer be a bloody killer, no longer the head of the Demon Sect, no longer a knife in the hands of King Chi Yama, but start a new life with a bright and clean identity.

"I wish she would be an ordinary woman, get up in the morning to thrush, and come to weave clothes in the evening. Husband and child, joy and peace. Don't worry about it for a lifetime. ”

Lin Ziyu frowned: "Forgive the villain for talking too much, the sect master is hard-working, why don't you fulfill it for her yourself?" ”

Chi Yue put down the wine jar: "This sect owes her, but it doesn't like her." "And I don't have time, I know to live up to it, why mistake people?

The daughter bought the black heart lotus, forcibly seized the blood beads of the Nanya phoenix, and looked at each other day and night, taking care of everything. It's just a debt, not a liking? Lin Ziyu felt that someone was insulting his intelligence.

When the young man drank wine, his feelings were written on his face. Chi Yue looked at him and smiled, and admitted calmly: "This sect is indeed unwilling, and I can't give her happiness." ”

Lin Ziyu Huo Ran woke up from drinking, and immediately understood why this old demon came to Bingxin Pavilion for medical treatment.

"The sect master doesn't have to be so pessimistic" someone straightened his spine and swore an oath: "This is not an incurable disease, the villain has a number of ancestral recipes, and he will definitely be able to help the sect master!" ”

Chi Yue was stunned.

The other party patted his chest and said: "It's nothing that this man has a hidden disease, what he is afraid of is to avoid medical treatment!" The sect master is in his youth, the qi of the kidney yang will not be deficient, and the skill is profound, presumably the immortal handle is also victorious, but I am afraid that it is too much alcohol to cause people to be less vigorous, it is better to diagnose your pulse one or two below"

"Shut up!" The wine jar flew out grazing his ears and shattered a boulder of Panasonic with a bang!

Under the earthquake, pine needles fell like rain, rustling all over the ground.

The hapless squirrel fell down again, and sat on its big tail in a daze, looking dazed and loveless.