Kemu glared at the fat man fiercely, the master has a rule, these things can't be talked about. Not to mention that it would be even worse for an inconsequential person to listen to these secrets.

So he obstructed: Fatty.

The fat man beckoned indifferently, looking like he had already understood.

Hey, you don't know! He knew these things too, he knew about the Split-Lip Girl.

Looking at Kemu's puzzled expression, the fat man suddenly remembered something, and explained again: Oh, I forgot about this stubble, and you don't know about the split-lip girl. Oops, anyway.

He paused, took a cup of tea and drank it down, moistening his dry throat. Gesturing his hand: In a word, she is our own person with us, don't worry that she doesn't know this.

Only then did Kemu let his guard down and said slowly, his calm tone as if he was telling a story rather than something he had experienced himself.

At that time, I was still in the tomb, and all the ghosts inside the jade seal were stolen and released. I should have died in there, and he looked at the sleeping dust. If he hadn't rescued me, I wouldn't be here.

Jiang Xuejuan hugged a cup. How did Mu Xichen get you out?

It stands to reason that the intruder would have been possessed by the ghosts, torn to shreds, or stiffened. But these theories are incompatible with his current situation, could it be that the pure yang system in him has played a role? He didn't believe it, and looked at the sleeping Mu Xichen for a long time, why?

Carved wood shook his head.

Jiang Xuejuan became more and more interested when she listened, and he pulled the fat man and asked: What happened during this time? Hurry up, hurry up, tell me everything!

Fat people are embarrassed, why are women so curious? He didn't want to repeat those things on the line of life and death, but he had to say it because he was embarrassed, so he had to give up, sighed and said: Forget it, I'll tell you slowly

Didn't you say that Chenzi and I secretly left you alone? In fact, Lao Mu seemed to have seen something, and took me with him and we left. Because, we had to go, his grandfather disappeared, and my grandfather kicked me out of the house. And I don't know why, just because of that box, you know, the box of the carver with flowers on the other side, Lao Mu opened the box, it seems that there is some poison in his hand, I thought my grandfather could solve it, but I took him back, my grandfather not only died, but also drove me out, no way, we can't go anywhere.

Later, we went to a village and wanted to find a car to go to the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang. It turned out to be a **, Lao Mu and I almost died in it, and then if it weren't for the help of Carved Wood, we would have died a long time ago. After speaking, he glanced at the carved wood with a weak heart, and suddenly found that he was helping, he was very busy, and he was so sorry to treat him like this.

couldn't help but bow his head with a weak heart, not daring to look at what his expression looked like.

I knew that he had told her everything that had happened in the ghost town, as well as what had happened in the cemetery.

Jiang Xuejuan nodded thoughtfully, playing with a strand of hair hanging down, it turned out to be like this

Anyway, what did Lao Mu see!

Thinking back to everything that happened in the hospital that day, the golden heavenly palace floated quietly in the clouds, which was very eye-catching.

That day in the hospital, we saw a golden palace, suspended in the sky.

Then he said these things inexplicably, saying that he knew where he seemed to be going.

The fat man was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, you, are you sure there is a palace floating in the sky? Impossible! This is an unheard of anecdote! Even if his stick is some kind of ghost, god, god or something. However, I haven't heard of a house going up to the sky.

That's a lot of fun, are you sure you're not dazzled? Can a house really go up to heaven?

Immediately afterwards, the fat man smiled again: Could it be that this palace is really above the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang?

Jiang Xuejuan thought for a moment, it seems that this is indeed the case according to what you said. Mu Xichen doesn't know that I know this, you are like this every time, I watched you go, you didn't take me with you?

She's a little angry, really, she's always left her angry. But they will never abandon her again in the future, and she will follow them tightly.

But the most important thing now is Mu Xichen's condition, I heard that after he was shaking, what happened inside would make him become like this, and he was unconscious all the time.

So he asked: Carved wood, why are you awake and he hasn't woken up yet!

Kemu raised his hand and pressed it a few times on Mu Xichen's forehead.

Soon he noticed that a black mist appeared faintly at the center of his eyebrows.

The face is covered with black clouds, but it is an ominous omen, and if there is a change, this person must be more than lucky.

Fortunately, this mist can only be seen by the carved wood itself, touching the skin of the dust, not as hot and hurtful as the previous touch, but it is extremely cold. The skin seemed to be soaked in the ice of the Arctic, without a trace of blood, and it was pitifully pale.

Kemu's brows furrowed slightly, he couldn't feel what was wrong with Mu Xichen, and some fragmentary pictures flashed in his mind when he thought about it. Even the back of his spine actually had a chill, what was it like? He wanted to reach out and grab it, he couldn't stop the cloud of smoke, as long as he tried a little, maybe he could know some truth.

Or, some secrets about pastoralism.

Thinking deeply, is it really the real guy who desperately took him out?

Taking advantage of the gap between Jiang Xuejuan and the fat man to stop making noise, he suddenly pursed his lips and laughed, no one saw him show such a fascinating smile.

It's very simple to help Mu Xichen get rid of these miasma, but you have to give him a few days to slow down his body, and the medicine that can nourish his body is not everywhere, and those things that he wandered around the world have long been lost.

Silently reciting the mantra in his heart, he quickly struck out a sword finger, sharp and sharp, and struck heavily on the door of Chenzi's head.

There was only a crackling sound, and the smoke was crushed and dispersed. Carved wood's eyes flashed, his head was dizzy, and he fell backwards all at once.

A slap on the couch, supporting the whole body. He shook his dazed head, his eyes still spinning.

He wondered in his heart, why was it okay every time he met him? As long as he encounters himself, his own power will be weakened a lot.

Damn it! He was inwardly unhappy. But yes, Mu Xichen's life experience and innate ability are extremely curious and interested, and he can't imagine how a child has the extreme yang bloodline.

Jiang Xuejuan turned her head and exclaimed: Carved wood, what's wrong with you, it's okay!

Just as he was about to hold on to the carved wood, his outstretched hand blocked her next move.

Rubbing his temples and said: I'm fine, you just take care of him. As he spoke, he pointed to Mu Xichen next to him, and looked at the black mist that broke away from his eyebrows, and his heart was much more steady.

Woke up in a blink of an eye, Mu Xichen slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a snow-white.

His head hurt like an explosion, and he turned his head to watch the news, which was still about the discovery of a robbery hole in the tomb of Emperor Qin.

But what he is most concerned about is not these, he is more concerned about the situation of carved wood. Looking at the fat man and Jiang Xuejuan who were stunned, he took their hands and asked: Where is the carved wood? How is he?

The fat man pointed in the direction beside him, squirming a small mouth: "Oh, it's right next to you!"

Dusty turned around, only to find that the carved wood was behind him, smiling innocently, embarrassed to scratch the back of his head. I couldn't hold back the joy in my heart, and I almost threw myself on the carved wood.

Master!

Kemu frowned suspiciously, pushed him away, shrunk his body, wait, what master?

When he asked, Jiang Xuejuan, who was watching from the side, wondered. Jiang Xuejuan took a step forward, sat next to the carved wood, pointed at the tip of Mu Xichen's nose, and hurriedly interjected: When do you still have a master? Let's hear it.

Mu Xichen was silent, he turned his head to look at the fat man unpleasantly, and suddenly realized that there was an extra person in the room.

How did Jiang Xuejuan appear here?

The fat man raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders in frustration. He spread his hands and rolled his eyes.

Mu Xichen turned his head mechanically, looked at Jiang Xuejuan with a spring face, revealing two cute little tiger teeth, Jiang Xuejuan, why did you appear here?

He scolded in his heart, didn't he take her with him when he set off? How could she still find this place?

It's really strange that it happens every year, especially this year.

And Jiang Xuejuan is definitely the number one weirdo.

Jiang Xuejuan pulled the corners of her mouth, and gave him two fists without smiling, are you embarrassed to ask why am I here? Who left me behind and left with the fat man in the first place?

Mu Xichen felt wronged! He and the fat man have a little secret between him and the fat man, do you still have to tell this girl?

But looking at the other people's expressions, it was as if she knew everything. I don't want to do anything weak to hide, so I said absent-mindedly: You are a girl with you, and it will only drag us down.

It's too late for me to protect the fat man alone, how can I protect you with my free hands?

But the fat man was not pleased, and he raised his head and looked up at the dusty man who was a head taller than him.

There was a lot of stubbornness in his tone.

Feed! You make it clear, what does it mean to protect me too late?

Mu Xichen tore the corners of his eyes, didn't he? He asked himself in his heart. Originally, the fat man shouldn't have come, who called it fate! Indeed, it is no wonder that he can be few. In this way, the burden on his heart will not be so great.

Ignoring the fat man's vexatiousness, he turned around and looked at the carved wood with a serious face, and said solemnly: Now that I have come out safely, should you be my master?

Kemu touched his chin and raised his eyebrows, I just saved your life, but my request is for you to come out safe and sound.

He said tepidly and complacently.

He Fatzi was very annoyed when he heard it on the side, and when he saw that Chenzi's face was almost green, he took the first step and swallowed what Mu Xichen just wanted to say back into his stomach: My family is obviously like this to save you, and you are embarrassed to say it. Old Mu, he has no intention of accepting apprentices at all, you don't have to let him teach you.

Mu Xichen stood in front of the carved wood, looking down at him, no one could have imagined that the two of them would become masters and apprentices.

Carved wood spread out on the sofa, one foot bent on the knee, supporting the head with his right hand, and the index finger of his left hand gently brushed the lip flap. The brows were tightened, and his face was always so serious, with some playfulness.

I will not take you as a disciple.