Chapter 151: Fun
An hour later, the six Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect came to the city of Xiangyang and entered Guo Jing's temporary residence under the guidance of the great and small martial arts. Huang Rong, as the hostess, said a few lukewarm words of comfort, and after asking Guo Jing and Yang about their situation, she arranged for the six of them to rest and rectify. In the meantime, the dragon never showed up, waiting for Yang Guo's return in the house.
Another hour passed, the sky was getting dark, and in the mist, the red horse that was galloping wildly carried the confused Guo Jing and the unconscious Yang Guo back, and anxiously neighed under the city, sad and anxious.
Zhu Ziliu and Diancang Yuyin, who had been waiting at the head of the city, immediately ordered the guards to open the city gate and rescue the two back to the mansion.
Huang Yaoshi inspected the injuries of the two and gave them the Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill each, and then, Hong Qigong treated Guo Jing's injuries, and Ouyang Feng gave Yang Guoyungong massage. It's just that unfortunately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Huang Rong suddenly said "oops". It turned out that she had been worried about the two of them, and when she saw that her husband was seriously injured, she was distressed, and she was careless and had to give birth ahead of schedule.
Huang Yaoshi originally wanted to accompany Ouyang Feng to take care of Yang Guo, but at this time, he could only take care of his daughter.
Fortunately, there were enough people in the house, and after Huang Yaoshi handed over the decision-making power to Zhu Ziliu, he took Guo Fu, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang to accompany Huang Rong to give birth.
Zhu Ziliu was only under Huang Rong, calmly took over, responded calmly, first arranged for Cang Yuyin to take the big and small martial arts to guard the city tower, always pay attention to the enemy situation, and then arrange the Quanzhen Liudao, who had recovered some spirits, to act as guards around the mansion to prevent thieves from sneaking up and taking advantage of people's danger.
At this time of internal and external troubles, everyone performed their duties without panic.
Ouyang Feng finished his work, put the sleeping Yang Guo'an on the bed, and said to Long: "The arms and chest are all flesh wounds, which look scary, but in fact there is not much blood, don't worry." After a while, his strength was exhausted and he was too tired, so I had given him a good breath, his qi and blood were no longer churning, he had a good night's sleep, recovered his strength, and it was estimated that he would wake up in the middle of the night. β
Long Dao: "Thank you, Master. β
Ouyang Feng said: "Okay, you watch, I'll grab two pairs of medicines." β
Long Dao: "Master, you can rest for a while, I'll go." β
Ouyang Feng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write the recipe to you." He got up and hammered his waist, and said with a smile: "People are old, not like when they were young, they can toss." He wrote down the prescription and handed it to the dragon, reminding, "If you are not stable outside, bring your sword with you." β
The dragon put the prescription in his sleeve, put on his mask, and went out with his sword.
Ouyang Feng sat at the head of the bed, looked at the back of the dragon and shook his head, beckoned to call the leopard huddled in the corner of the house to his side, took the leopard into his arms, patted its back gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, your big daddy doesn't hit people casually." β
The leopard stretched out his tongue and licked Ouyang Feng's palm, then turned his head to look at Yang Guo.
Seeing this, Ouyang Feng smiled and said: "It's all to blame for your second father for not worrying, go back and wait to be beaten, let's watch from the side, regardless of him." In front of him, the dragon was gloomy like water, pale as a ghost, and his face was cold and angry, and he couldn't help but rejoice, and whispered to Yang Guo: "Fortunately, your kid is fine, otherwise, eighty percent of our heavenly immortals would have to kill Zhongnan Mountain and destroy the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect to be satisfied." He exhaled heavily, coaxed his "grandson" who had been trembling for a long time to sleep, and pondered his future plans.
Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing took Chen Qinghe to guard the front door of the house, and suddenly saw a white shadow floating through the air, and they were all shocked.
I only heard Zhao Zhijing say: "It's the kid surnamed Long, hey, kung fu is advancing by leaps and bounds, don't say anything else, just this way, my master, your master, other uncles and uncles can't catch up." β
Zhen Zhibing watched the dragon disappear between the houses in the blink of an eye, and his heart was dark
Admiration, emotion, silence.
Seeing Zhen Zhibing's solemn expression, Zhao Zhijing knew what Zhen Zhibing was worried about, and bumped Zhen Zhibing's arm with his elbow, and said, "Senior Uncle Liu is still in charge, and it is not your turn to worry about the affairs between us and the Tomb Sect, the first disciple." β
Zhen Zhibing looked at Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing smiled and said: "You, it's good anywhere, it's just true, everything is written on your face, I don't think I can know." β
Zhen Zhibing smiled dumbly, and arched his hand: "It's hard to bother with Senior Brother Zhao, Zhibing thanked you." β
Zhao Zhijing smiled and said: "They are all fellow brothers, what are you polite, I have been covered by you in the past two years, and I have also gained a lot of benefits, and I have to repay some of them, right." β
Zhen Zhibing said: "Senior Brother Zhao's words are serious, I am often mentioned and helped by you, and I am grateful in my heart, but as the first disciple, I am entrusted by the head of the sect, the master, the uncles, and the uncles, and I dare not take more care of the senior brother. β
Zhao Zhijing was amused in his heart, stretched out his hand to pat Zhen Zhibing's serious and solemn face, and said with a smile: "Tell me casually, you are still serious." Lend me back. He pressed on Zhen Zhibing's shoulder, and continued: "Didn't I say it? I don't compete with you for the first seat, nor do I fight with you for the master, the two of us are simple brothers, you call me a senior brother, I can't help but take care of you, a junior brother, if your master knows, go to my master to complain, I will have no way to live in the future. Secretly glanced at Chen Qinghe.
Chen Qinghe suddenly realized and said respectfully: "Master, I'll go and take a look around." β
Zhen Zhibing nodded and said, "Pay attention to safety, by the way, tell the two ancestors about the improvement of Long Gongzi's martial arts." β
Chen Qinghe responded and left quickly.
Zhao Zhijing smiled and said: "You apprentice is really obedient, and you have a serious appearance." β
Zhen Zhibing said: "Qinghe is diligent and hardworking, although his qualifications are poor, and he may not be able to achieve much in the future, but he has a pure temperament, and he is a good apprentice and a good disciple." β
Zhao Zhijing said: "Let him mix with Qing Du more, learn the strength of oiliness, and grow more eyes, and he may not be able to become a backbone disciple." Without waiting for Zhen Zhibing to speak, he continued: "Don't say that these are things done by villains, the fighting in our sect has never stopped, according to this momentum, it will only get more and more powerful in the future, not to mention that there are some pro-Mongolian ones, maybe in the future, the disciples will have to mix in the spies, and they can't live for a few days just by being honest." β
Zhen Zhibing didn't know where the teaching was difficult and dangerous, so he had to sigh: "Thank you Senior Brother Zhao for reminding me." β
Zhao Zhijing said: "Okay, don't thank you, I'm sleepy, my eyelids are fighting, you let me sleep on you for a while, okay?" His arms passed under Zhen Zhibing's arms, hugged his waist, put his head on Zhen Zhibing's shoulders, closed his eyes and snored, and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhen Zhibing knew that Zhao Zhijing had worked hard in the past few days, and he couldn't bear to be disturbed, standing still, looking up at the sky in a daze.
Suddenly, the cry of a baby could be heard in the courtyard of the house.
Zhen Zhibing turned his head to look at the direction from the voice, and inadvertently noticed that Zhao Zhijing's brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was disturbed by the baby's powerful crying, his heart moved, he raised his hand to cover Zhao Zhijing's ears, and saw him frowning and smiled.
Long would buy medicine but would not boil medicine, so after returning, he replaced Ouyang Feng and accompanied Yang Guo until he woke up.
Yang Guo slept soundly, his expression was very stable, and it seemed that the wounds on his body did not cause him much pain.
The dragon stared at Yang Guo's complete right arm, with mixed feelings in his heart, looking forward to the danger of Xiangyang City
It is better to take Yang Guo out of this land of right and wrong as soon as possible.
I don't know how long it took, Long saw Yang Guo's eyelids move, as if he was about to wake up, so he called softly: "Guo'er." The palm of his hand caressed Yang Guo's cheek.
Yang Guo was touched by Long's cold hand, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyelids moved even more, and when he opened his eyes, he met Long's concerned gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly understood that he was out of danger safely and had returned to Xiangyang City, and said with a smile: "Long'er" rubbed Long's palm weakly.
Long was afraid that Yang Guo would pull the wound on his chest under the chaos, so he pressed Yang Guo's shoulder and said, "Lie down honestly, the wound has not healed yet." β
Yang Guo grinned, lay flat according to his words, motionless, and after a while, listening to Long for a long time, he couldn't help but say: "Long'er, my right arm is not lost, don't worry." β
The dragon let out a soft "grace".
Yang Guo's heart moved, knowing whether Long Persistence could save his right arm and worrying about it, holding Long's hand, Wen Yan said: "Long'er, when the matter of Xiangyang City is resolved, let's go, follow my father back to the Western Regions, and never come to the Central Plains again, okay?" β
Yang Guo couldn't see the dragon's worries, so he decided to let go of the pride, honor and happiness that walking the world and doing chivalrous deeds brought to him.
Long said: "Listen to you." Touching the scumbag that appeared on Yang Guo's face again, he said with a smile: "My son is not a child anymore, he has grown up, he has to make his own decision, and in the future, you can go wherever you want, whether it is the Central Plains or the Western Regions, I will follow." β
Yang Guoxi said: "Really? Do you really think I've grown up? β
The dragon nodded.
Yang Guo was excited, sat up with his body propped up, grinned because the wound was pulled, gasped several times, and said with a smile: "Oops, it hurts." He was stimulated by the pain, and then remembered that he was fighting the enemy side by side with Guo Jing, and hurriedly asked, "How is Uncle Guo?" Are you okay? β
Long Dao: "Guo Daxia is fine, it's similar to your situation, there is the old gang leader Hong to take care of, by the way, Mrs. Guo has already given birth to the child." β
Yang Guo was pleasantly surprised and asked with a smile: "Boy or girl?" β
Long Dao: "It's a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, both boys and girls. β
Yang Guo was curious and proposed, "Let's go and see if we're okay?" As he spoke, he was about to get out of bed, and half of his foot was already in his shoe.
Long Dao: "Guo'er, don't worry, the child has just been born, and it is not suitable to meet people." And they are in Mrs. Guo's room, it's not good for you to go in as a big man. β
Yang Guo nodded and said, "Yes, it's not suitable." He retracted his legs, sat cross-legged on the bed, and flattered: "Long'er, can you say that I am a big man again?" β
Long was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "What is there to say about this?" β
Yang Guo sighed and said, "How do you know my suffering." Stretched out four fingers and shook them in front of the dragon's eyes, and then said: "Long'er, I am more than four years younger than you, whether it is mental or martial arts, I am not as good as you, to put it mildly, I am a little white face, before today, you have always felt that I have not grown up, and you regard me as a son and a younger brother, you know how much I want to be a big man." The hippie begged with a smile: "Just say it once, once is enough, let me enjoy it, will you?" β
Long Dao: "Guo'er, don't you think your current request is very naΓ―ve? It's not a big man at all. β
Yang Guo smiled: "Isn't this a joke, how do you say that word." Scratching his head and thinking about it, he said with an "ah" and said with a smile: "By the way, this is called fun, Long'er, good Long'er, for the sake of my injury, you can praise me and make my heart feel refreshed." β
Long was always soft-hearted towards Yang Guo and promised, "Okay." β