Qin Dai was sleeping soundly, and suddenly heard a buzzing sound in her ears, so annoying, is it a flying insect?

After a while, the originally low hum gradually amplified before she could hear what seemed to be the sound of two people arguing.

"Don't deny it, that is." The voice is overbearing.

"I didn't." It seems to be arguing with reason.

"I said yes, yes."

"Where?"

"Don't worry about it." There was anger in his tone that could not be concealed.

"No, I don't."

"What's not?"

"None of them." Quibble to the end.

"Is there any?" An almost roaring roar......

"Did you say anything?" It seems a little aggrieved.

Stop, Qin Dai's heart was so noisy that her head was big, she barely opened her eyes, sat up slowly, tried to adjust the focus, and finally saw the two people standing next to her bed chattering.

Murong Jing and an old man.

Murong Jing she knows! But who is that old man? How can it be so familiar?

Qin Dai's mouth opened wide, "Master." ”

The old man was dressed as a pauper, but he exuded a natural nobility, who else would he be if he wasn't his wonderful master?

The person in the dispute between the two people hurriedly looked back and made sure that she had a different appearance after waking up.

Murong was calm with a hint of relief, still with a straight face, and the expression on his face was like frost.

Her master was giggling, like an old naughty boy as before.

The old man jumped in front of her at once, and began to say, "How are you, girl?" Great, it's not in vain to go all the way to find you the elixir, how about it, okay? It's not uncomfortable, is it? Alas, I said that this elixir is effective, is the master right to you? You see you're looking much better now, not as pale as you were just now. A girl's house is only beautiful when she is blushing......"

Qin Dai looked at this old man dumbfounded, thinking to herself if he was caught up by something? How did you become a Tang monk?

Murong Jing's gaze at the old man was disdainful, and he seemed to have a little respect?

Well? How can two extremely contradictory things come into one situation? Well, contradictory man.

"Master, people have just woken up, can you let me be quiet?"

Before the old man could say anything, Murong Jing preemptively said, "Well said." It seems that she, like herself, dislikes this man's noise.

"You girl." The old man pretended to be angry, opened the flask and took a long sip of wine. After arguing for a long time, his throat was dry.

Qin Daixin shook his head, this old man seemed to be very fond of drinking. When she first saw him, he had several jars of wine, and he seemed to be a good drinker.

Although there was no uncomfortable feeling on her body after waking up, and it seemed to have some more vigorous strength, Qin Daixin was still not at ease. In her experience, every time she happens to be beaten back to the prototype in less than an hour, it hurts and hurts, and it hurts even more, and now she just wants to watch the time and ask. What the hell happened to her?

"Which of you two can give me an answer to what the hell is wrong with me." Last time, Murong Jing said that she wasn't sick, so what's wrong?

The two men looked at each other. Obviously don't know where to start.

"Let's put it simply."

Murong Jing glanced at the old man before he said: "To put it simply, there is a force in your body that you can't absorb, it is he who tortures you, and now that you have survived, the power in your body has also helped you to be reborn." ”

It's hard for him to say so many words in one breath.

Qin Dai smiled. "So, why is there a mysterious power in my body?" Thought she didn't see it? His master winked hard at Murong Jing. There must be a problem.

"It's the red yang fruit." Murong Jing confessed honestly, and he didn't help the old man get through the consciousness at all.

"Is it it?" Qin Dai thought of the two fruits, and then looked at his master gloomily, "Hehe, do you have anything to say?" ”

The old man took a sip of wine and said confidently: "No need to thank you for being a teacher, you are my apprentice, I don't give you good things to anyone." ”

It's shameless.

Qin Daixin sighed, she just said this in her heart, but she didn't dare to put it on the surface, after all, she didn't respect the teacher too much.

"How am I doing?" She tilted her head and thought about it carefully for a while before she said, "Did that doctor named Ji He cure me?" ”

"Fart." The old man who loved to drink was angry, and he said it unconsciously with foul words, "The cold cardamom that Lao Tzu worked so hard to get is about that surname Ji." He pointed at Murong Jing and asked, "You say, is that the case?" ”

Murong nodded his head, "Indeed." ”

Qin Daixin heard the name of Cold Stream Cardamom for the first time, and asked with great interest, "What is that?" ”

Murong Jing simply explained the effect of cold cardamom. As soon as the words fell, the old man who loved to drink jumped out again.

"How's that, awesome? Who else in this world can ask for this cold cardamom for you? You can worship a master like me, it was really cultivated in a previous life. ”

Cultivated in a previous life? Qin Dai smiled in his heart, I'm afraid he didn't know what good things he had done in his previous life, right?

"If I'm not mistaken, I suffered from eating Chiyang Fruit because of you, Master." The voice floated over slowly, like pouring a bucket of cold water on the old man's head.

Well, the person who was dancing froze suddenly, and it was as funny as it looked.

"Girl, don't you know what to do! You've been reborn now, it's a great thing, you've picked up cheap and sold well. ”

Murong Jing glanced at Qin Daixin, her spirit was indeed different.

Qin Daixin reached out and touched her face, yes, why didn't she find out.

The old man who loves to drink is so happy that he is struggling, it seems that this girl believes his own words, and he hates to be questioned.

"Girl, don't worry, the days are still long! There will always be a time when you know. The old man took a sip of wine, and didn't seem to care too much about whether Qin Dai respected him or not, and called him master.

Fate is wonderful. Who made this girl think to him!

Qin Dai covered her stomach in her heart, and the expression on her face was very painful.

Murong Jing suddenly became uncomfortable, and asked in a bad tone, "What's wrong?" Where does it hurt? ”

Qin Daixin frowned, and her little face, which had slightly regained its bloody color, was full of puzzlement. This brother with a very constipated face, what's wrong with you?

The old man who loves to drink can see it clearly from the side, thinking that you are a stinky boy, you are nervous, why do you pretend to be nothing?

"What the hell is going on?" Murong Jing looked like a squirming child at this time.

"The ...... of the surname Ji"

"I'm hungry!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and after they finished speaking, they stared at each other together.

The little old man who loves to drink smiled slightly, it's quite tacit!

It turned out that she was hungry.

Murong Jing's face turned slightly pale, and he turned around and walked out of the room, it seemed that he had gone to arrange food.

The little old man who loves to drink nodded with a smile, and this elm pimple has finally opened up. He originally thought that this day would be a long, long time......

"Girl, you can rest for a while. I'm going to see what he's got to eat, and I'll come back later. ”

Before Qin Daixin could react, the person had already run out like a whirlwind.

This old man must be afraid that he will question him about the Chiyang Fruit.

Qin Dai's eyes darkened, this so-called pain of rebirth. It's so unforgettable, she can't forget it even if she wants to. He can hide from the first year of junior high school, can he still escape the fifteenth? As long as he still recognizes himself as an apprentice, don't want to be lightly exposed to this matter, this account must be recorded on the old man!

Qin Dai's heart was ruthless, put on her shoes and got up to move her muscles.

Lying in bed for days. She was so tired that she didn't know if she hadn't moved for too long, or if she was too tormented by the pain. Although his body was restored and his strength was abundant, he felt as if his arms and legs were all bound, and he was as stiff as a stone.

She stood in the middle of the floor in an open spot and stretched out her arms. Kicked and kicked back, and it was okay to lower the waist. Turn around and move your muscles and bones. Don't underestimate this set of exercises, she used to live in a civilian area for a while, of course, to do tasks, there is a street park at the entrance of that community, there is a group of old men, the old lady does this every day, saying that it is a national fitness......

When Murong Jing saw Qin Daixin's movements outside the window, he subconsciously frowned, ugly to death, which girl's daughter would dance such an ugly dance?

"You're not going in?" The old man who loved to drink glanced at Murong Jing probingly, and his eyes were happy to become a slit, as if he was very happy.

"No, no." Murong Jing replied with a straight face, "This king still has something to do." ”

The little old man who loves to drink whispered: "In front of me, you will return the king's and the king's." "The tone is very disdainful.

Murong Jing glanced at the little old man coldly, frowned, and said, "Don't you like seniority?" ”

The old man thought about it carefully, and felt that it was better to have more than one thing, and it was better not to be rash, so he nodded, and admitted it.

Murong Jing had to inch in, "Isn't that it?" ”

"You, you stinky boy! Yes. ”

Footsteps hurried.

It's Mama Yang who came to deliver the meal.

She stood under the porch, seemingly not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

The host was talking to the guests, and it was too abrupt for her to go in, but she didn't go, and she stood here again, which made it clear to people.

Mother Yang was a little embarrassed, these two people whispered and didn't find a better place, what was going on outside the girl's door! There wasn't even a sound, so she didn't hear anything, so she took her things and walked here.

It's a little embarrassing at this point.

Murong Jing seemed to understand Mama Yang's mood, and left, which was regarded as giving the old servant a step down.

Mother Yang has taken care of him for a long time, and he is a special subordinate, Prince Rui, who has always been indifferent and ruthless, is actually not as cold and cruel as people think.

The old man who loved to drink raised his head and poured a big sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and also walked in the direction where Murong Jing left.

Mother Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and came to the door of Qin Daixin's room with a tray, and was about to knock on the door, only to hear two deafening loud noises, followed by the sound of things falling to the ground.

Mother Yang hurriedly held the tray in her hand, thinking to herself what this girl had broken and how she had shaken the ground.

The two figures ran back as fast as they could.

It was Murong Jing and that old man.

The two looked at each other, apparently both hearing a loud noise and rushing over, neither of them knowing what was going on inside.

Mother Yang hurriedly took a step back, she couldn't stand on the same line as her master.

Murong Jing pushed open the door, and the scene inside stunned the three people standing at the door.

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