Why do you rely on Feng Ayan?

In fact, he has seriously thought about this question.

Although he knew that once the surnamed Feng turned his face and started to make trouble, the quilt would not be able to stop anything, and it might even become a murder weapon to cover his mouth and nose and suffocate him; But since the moment when the other party gently hugged him into his arms through the quilt, Zhao Hanjing still felt extremely safe.

A person's judgment of safety basically comes from three things: whether there is a body covered and neat clothing, whether it is in a warm and comfortable environment, and whether it is provided with adequate food and water. Especially when one's freedom of movement is restricted, these three points are particularly prominent, and they can be used as a basis for judging the overall situation.

And the ending of those killers gave him a sufficiently intuitive comparison, he was not hung up and tortured, he was not thrown into the small waterfall behind the house, and he didn't even fall half of his meal - only that Feng Yan, turning his face faster than turning a book, almost chopped off one of his hands once, and almost cut him off at the waist the other.

But Feng Ayan promised that she would protect him, and she even wanted to try with him to see if he was a lone star.

Although this was not a direct reply, Xiao Langzhong was still disturbed by her words: whether she was angry or not, this was the first time since he was born that someone had come to him so unfaithfully after knowing that he would cause disaster.

Before he was seven years old, he was not called Zhao Hanjing at that time, his name was Youwei, and he lived alone in a small building in the mountains behind the Kanli faction. He was forbidden to go out of the courtyard, and he only saw such a living person as Master; And the master only teaches him through the water mirror every day, and only comes to the school in person every ten years, and usually the puppet takes care of him. Sprinkle and sweep the courtyard, deliver food and tea, bring books and exercises, and collect his homework - but without exception, the puppets who come into contact with him have no spirits, and are just ordinary puppets of the lowest level, which can be made by any apprentice.

So these wooden people don't speak, they don't react emotionally, they are driven by spells, they do what they have to do clumsily and numbly, day after day.

One spring, a small wildflower bloomed in a crack in the bricks under the courtyard wall. It wasn't a delicate variety, just a small, shriveled golden hairpin, but he was overjoyed that it was the first time he had seen a real flower outside of a book.

So he cautiously crouched down and gently touched the tender petals.

A star's pale green brilliance sank into his fingertips.

It withered.

It turned out that it was not that the master was not close to him, it was not that the master refused to give him a higher-level puppet, it was that he couldn't control himself, and he would drain the spirit of the puppet and deprive all living creatures of their vitality. He looked around at a loss, and then realized that in the courtyard where Xiaolou was located, there was no one except himself.

Zhao Hanjing was reluctant to withdraw his hand from Feng Ayan's hand, but he didn't have the courage to hold it back, his face was wrinkled, as if he was about to cry: "You ......"

"I'm serious, don't cry." Feng Ayan still maintained a very solemn look, her brows furrowed slightly, "Even if you are really hard-fated, if two hard-fated people are put together, then they will cancel each other out, and there is nothing to worry about." ”

"......" Xiao Zhao Langzhong sat up and muttered for a long time, thinking back to a lot of things, before he held back such a sentence, "Why are you worse than me." ”

Ah Yan is not an innocent person, she said that she was "a twelve-year-old slasher brother", which was most likely betrayed by her brother...... Those who do their kind of business, once betrayed by their comrades, will be in danger of death. She was only twelve years old, and her mind was far less mature than she is now, how did she overcome her inner shock and wavering, fight back against the traitor, and survive?

"No matter how miserable it is, it's a thing of the past, and from now on, the two of us will start transiting." She didn't expect that in this case, he would actually care about himself in turn, but she felt that this little man was really considerate, and couldn't help poking his cheeks again, but she was startled by the temperature of the tentacles, "Why is it hotter?" ”

She wanted to wrap the person back in the quilt, but Zhao Hanjing did not cooperate. He struggled out, untied the belt of his middle coat, unfastened the close-fitting gown, and pulled the collar under his shoulders with both hands, revealing his slender neck and a pair of protruding butterfly bones. The hut was not very warm, and it was still a little cold in the house despite the tea stove. As a result, a small goosebump quickly aroused on the bloodless skin, along with the muscle twitches caused by the abnormal body temperature, and the finger marks on the back of his neck that were pressed by Feng Yan, all of which were clearly visible.

Feng Ayan was a little confused.

It's a little distressing, a little weak.

In the next breath, something was thrown at her, and she reflexively caught it and found that it was a needle bag.

He turned his back to Feng Ayan, turned his head, revealing a small half of his face, a red ear, and a slight nasal voice when he spoke: "The fastest way to reduce fever, do you still need me to teach you?" ”

Fatigue and fever can also be punctured with sharp needles and acupoints in the lungs.

His move was tantamount to a nervous milk cat finally lifting its guard and turning out its fluffy white belly at the owner. Feng Ayan was happy that he was finally willing to trust himself, but when he was holding the bag of needles in his hand, he was still a little weak in his heart: "Zhao Langzhong ......"

"Call Senior Brother." Xiao Langzhong raised his chin in a vicious voice, deliberately taking the posture of a deputy senior.

"Oh, brother." Feng Ayan changed her words as if she were kind, "Really? ”

In the end, he still timidly instructed: "Handle it lightly, I'm afraid of pain." ”

"Okay." She went to pour a bowl of soju, first dipped it and wiped his shoulder and neck, cleaned all the needles that she wanted to use, and then soaked a few pieces of cotton yarn for later use. With her left hand, she gently held up the opponent's neck and took the acupuncture points from the depression between the seventh cervical vertebra and the first thoracic vertebrae.

Since he is willing to believe her, she should not be disappointed.

The big vertebrae were accurate, and the left and right lungs were also picked, and Feng Ayan wiped off the blood beads with cotton yarn soaked in soju. She stared at the back of the other party's head, couldn't help but rub a few milli needles, first held down Xiao Zhao Langzhong, and took care of the wind pool Fengfu; He grabbed his skinny legs, pulled up the corners of his trousers, and stabbed into the Taichong acupoint on the Yin and Liver meridians of the foot and the Fenglong acupoint on the Yang Ming meridian.

Zhao Hanjing, who was played on the spot: "......"

Well, in the past two days, he has indeed accumulated a lot of liver fire and depression, and he is indeed dizzy.

Facts have proved that from the perspective of half of her peers, Feng Ayan's level is very good among medical women. Since the broken place of Qinghao County is famous for its flower and willow industry, not to mention those knowledgeable and medical women, even the three aunts and six women who are serious have moved away. Expect those old women who don't have doctors to administer needles to patients, rather than expect them to dance a tune that is well sung and chanted.

If she is really willing to sit in his family's medical hall, maybe, the signboard that has been smashed almost in the past year may have some room for redemption?

Although Lang Zhong's profession is indeed the older he gets, the more popular he is, and what he eats himself is a loss that is too young; But if Ah Yan can really get the medical examination, then she is the only girl in this Shunyi Fang who has filed a case in the county office. There are so many mothers-in-law and aunts in the neighborhood, there are always some minor illnesses that are unwilling to be shown to the man, if Ah Yan is willing to treat them, they can be cured well, and the gossip in the neighborhood is like this...... The old reputation of Sanqitang, isn't this coming back?

Even if the signboard of the medical hall changes from "broken bones" to "gynecological holy hand", it can be regarded as a word of mouth!

And among the future girls that Zhao Hanjing was looking forward to, she was holding her breath and pinching the needle out of his flesh and skin. As soon as she looked up, she met his expectant gaze.

"You're right," looking forward to a better future, Zhao Hanjing sighed with a serious face and a thoughtless voice, "I feel like I'm going to start transshipment." ”

Zhao Lang, who was about to be transferred, was in a good condition, and he didn't hum after being poked a few more times. The cheap junior sister helped him wipe off the blood oozing from the eye of the needle, wrapped his clothes, and mixed it with hot sugar water for him to drink: "Lie down and sleep for a while, right?" ”

"Don't dare to sleep, I'm afraid you'll turn back into Feng Yan." Thinking of Fang Cai's thrill, Xiao Langzhong was still afraid, "I can't figure it out, obviously I'm so useful and obedient enough, why does she still want to kill me?" Ah Yan, you tell me the truth, did you write something yesterday that made her crazy? ”

…… In a way, that's true. But she couldn't explain the messy antecedents to the newly recognized "senior brother", so she could only take the empty bowl and coax him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll discuss with her and ensure that she won't be rude to you again." ”

"Then she'll listen to you?" Xiao Zhao Lang looked at her with blank eyes.

"If you don't listen, you have to listen, I have her handle." Feng Ayan covered one hand in her sleeve, pinched her palms with her fingernails, resisted the crimson urge to kiss the tips of his eyes, and swore solemnly, "If she dares to touch one of your fingers, I will dare to make her little shameless thoughts public." ”

"Poof," he couldn't help laughing when she said this, and his expression suddenly relaxed a lot, "You can really fight with yourself." ”

In fact, it's not just Feng Yan's mind that can't see the light.

Feng Ayan's is the same.

She secretly stroked the pinching marks in her palm, and could only hide all the turbulence under her eyes.

Xiao Langzhong lay down, turned over a few times like a pancake, and began to sigh again: "I still can't sleep, Ah Yan, there is a green porcelain box in the medicine box, can you help me bring it?" ”

In view of his previous conviction of carrying arsenic on his body, Feng Ayan took the medicine and did not hand it to him directly, but opened it himself first and looked at it. When she smelled a familiar spicy fragrance, the charming melancholy that had been haunting her heart was all dissipated, so frightened that she almost didn't drop the porcelain box on the ground: "Hold it or not?" You eat this when you can't sleep? The body is so virtuous, and he still dares to eat and eat, and he is not afraid of being confused and disgusting when he wakes up? What if you get addicted! ”

This herb originally grew from Tianzhu, and then gradually spread, and even Dongying, which is across the sea, is also used, and is called Tianjia Mida. When taken in small doses and other medicines, it can relieve pain, and can also be used to treat asthma, epilepsy or head wind - and Zhao Hanjing's box of medicine powder must be more than half of the dried powder of the flower, and the dose is so large that it does not seem to cure a disease, but it seems to be poisoning.

What a fucking artist.

Xiao Lang drilled into the quilt in the middle of the ground: "...... I'm compatible, and I'm not addicted...... You can't be told to put me to sleep, can you? ”

"Cheng, I'll coax you." Feng Ayan didn't want him to use tiger wolf medicine, so she really patted him on the back and hummed a small tune jerkyly; Xu hadn't sung for a long time, and she choked up three or four times before she found the right tune, "Wuyike, Wuyike, spring is stinging Bai Luqiu." The years and years between the beams are soft, and the wind is full of willows and willows......"

She remembered another tune, which her mother seemed to sing from time to time, but she had never taught her.

Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song again, and then worship Chen's three wishes: one wishes Langjun is a thousand years old, two wishes that the concubine is always healthy, and three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and the years are long.

See you year after year...... Is it? The minor key came to an abrupt end, and she couldn't help but lean over to take in his face.

He was already asleep.