Newly out of the ghost realm.

The remnant sun was about to fall to the ground, and the afterglow was obscured by the sunset, and the sky gradually darkened.

Ling Ye thought about it for a few seconds, and then decided to go to the master's house first. Even if the man can't heal the little guy well, it's good to rub him back for a meal.

So he turned south.

On the pavement of the street, a half-naked teenager with a pet dog in his arms and a burning stick wrapped in dirty clothes on his back was slowly moving forward, his face that had been wiped casually but still stained with blood twitched from time to time, and he was grinning and gasping for air.

......

Half an hour later, I finally arrived at the house of Master Han.

During this period, when he passed by a huge pit, he was still speculating that there was construction nearby, but standing in front of Master Han's house, the young man finally determined the construction site.

Midnight looked around the potholed courtyard, and then at the twisted and destroyed steel bushes not far away, and saw where it should have been a regular iron staircase and platform.

The corners of his mouth twitched even more violently, looking at the closed door on the second floor and the half-hidden double sliding door on the first floor, he hesitated for a moment, and then pulled his throat in full breath: "Help, Master Han Fei, your precious apprentice is going to die!"

"You kid, you have such a solid confidence, you are embarrassed to say......" Han Fei seemed to have cotton in his mouth, and he said vaguely.

Pushing open the door, he saw the young man Saiyu dressed as a beggar, and he was stunned for a while, before he said with a look of disgust and surprise, "Where did you go to beg and just came back? I didn't see you so dirty when I came back from the Northland."

Wait, don't come here, it's not good to get the house dirty. ”

The young man wanted to laugh even more, although the clothes at the door were smooth, but his face was extremely red and swollen, and he didn't know who was ruthless.

Ling Ye praised a few words in his heart, but he had more important things. So the young man endured this rare opportunity to laugh, limped towards the fellow, and complained: "Still talking about the wind and cold, don't you see that this is going to die!"

"What is the dead man?" Han Fei still laughed at the young man unconsciously, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances not long ago, "Although you are not lightly injured, in my opinion, it will be fine if you continue to jump for a few more days." ”

"Your eyes are blocked by the swollen bag on your face, or have you been blinded?"

However, this did not affect the young man's movements, he stood in front of Han Fei to block the evening breeze from behind. After that, he solemnly handed out a piece of little guy who was wrapped in fabric for most of his body, and the process was extremely gentle and careful.

Han Fei paid attention to the young wolf at this time, he gently lifted the corner of the rag, and after taking a first look, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "The miscellaneous dog you picked up when you were begging? ”

"Can you cure it?" asked the boy eagerly, expectantly.

"I'm not a doctor," Han Fei didn't have a good airway, but he gradually became interested in exploring.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't stop looking at the little wolf, "But this little guy has similarities with a demon clan recorded in an ancient book, although the difference in strength is too large, but it is also a good specimen." ”

The young man looked at Han Fei with a look of wanting to dissect and study the young wolf, and immediately resolutely withdrew the cloth bag, protected it in a comatose with both hands, and asked vigilantly, "Then don't bother you, is there any trauma medicine here?"

"Hehe, take care of it like this, then forget it," Han Fei smiled softly, turned around and entered the room, "Come in, I'm applying the trauma medicine, it's the latest special medicine developed by the empire." ”

The boy followed, but he was still not reassured, and always held the little one firmly.

After entering the door, I saw the scene inside in the middle of the night, and it was really like the ornaments of a classical bar. There are small square tables and high benches all around, and there is a bar at the end, and an ordinary middle-aged bartender stands inside.

Ling Ye didn't look around, followed to the bar, and nodded to the middle-aged man.

Later, the boy searched the table a little, and saw a small jar with a metallic sheen and a disinfectant potion placed together, and the tin can and the medicine bottle had been opened. On the can, there are several lines of labels in Imperial characters, with words such as "external and internal injuries", "special effects emergency", and "x. model".

"That's it? It doesn't look like much, it's just a pill. After Ling Ye approached, his face turned up without changing as soon as his hand touched the medicine bottle.

Han Fei was suddenly angry, his face was uncertain but he couldn't see it really, and he said angrily: "You kid is really a master who refuses to suffer." If you don't need it, you can return it, I haven't even had time to apply it!"

"Hehe, I'll apply it first, anyway, your pig's head is not serious. With that, Ling Ye put the little guy lightly on the bar, uncovered the cloth, and first used potion to eliminate the poison.

During this period, the boy also looked up apologetically and smiled at the middle-aged bartender, "I'm sorry, I'll help you clean it up later." ”

The middle-aged man only shook his head and didn't say anything. He glanced at the little one, but took out two more rolls of gauze from under the bar, and continued to wipe down his glass, as if he didn't care.

Han Fei also "tsk" twice, then walked closer and quietly looked at the young wolf on the bar.

After the boy finally finished dressing the powder in the tin can for the little guy, he wanted to tie the gauze again.

But Han Fei, who was close by, reprimanded angrily: "You little ghost, you can just apply some of the penetrating wounds on both sides, and you actually pour medicinal powder into it!"

"Why don't you have any sympathy," the young man didn't raise his head, and replied directly, "The little guy is so badly injured, and you still care about the amount of medicinal powder." ”

When he said that, his movements were not slow, and he quickly put the medicine jar into the lower half of his robe, still tied with gauze.

"You ......" Han Fei was speechless for a long time when he saw the young man's neat action of putting away the medicine jar, and he didn't know how to evaluate his shameless approach, but he felt a little familiar inexplicably.

After a few more minutes, all the gauze bandages had been exhausted, and Ling Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he looked up slightly, he saw that Han someone sitting on the side was sullenly holding a wine glass, taking a sip from time to time, as if it could soothe the unhappiness in his heart.

"Why don't you have a drink?" the young man asked in a faint voice.

"Eh, a glass of water is fine, thank you......" Before the words were finished, Ling Ye felt that the other party's voice was vaguely familiar. After quickly recalling for two or three seconds, he finally remembered the other party, and felt that it should be so, "You are the one who blocked me from opening the door here that day." ”

The other party was silent, just hung his head slightly, and at the same time served a glass of water.

The boy thanked him and was going to talk to him again, but he couldn't bear the burning and resentful gaze of the other person not far away, so he had to end the one-sided conversation in a hurry.

Ling Ye drank all the water in the cup in one gulp, asked the Zun in the stage for a bottle of bone-setting wine, and then picked up the bottle of disinfectant that still remained, and walked briskly not far from the man.

"Eh, Master, you've been so badly injured," the young man said with a smile as he approached, "It's a pleasure to see which senior can hurt your face...... Ah no, it's a great pain for the disciples."

"Hmph, isn't your own face dirty?" Han Fei reprimanded angrily, and then kept thinking about it in his mouth, but he didn't have a lot of confidence, "If that mother-in-law lets me meet ...... again"

"Hehe, it turned out to be the master's domestic violence," Ling Ye was half-joking and half-guessing indifferently, and when he saw that the other party wanted to transfer his anger back to himself, he hurriedly flattered him with a smile on his face, "Forget it, let's let the disciple wipe some potions for you first." ”

As the sky grew darker, the tattered courtyard continued to hear the muffled snort of someone, and the high pitch of the screams that could not be tolerated from time to time. And not long after the sound stopped, another teenager roared again......