While Xian'er was talking, Luo Fei was happy on the sidelines.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that Liu Shangang seemed to have been hit by the corpse, so I asked Xian'er: "How is the thin monkey, wasn't he also drawn by the snake's tail, how is he?" ”

"That kid is fine." Xian'er said: "That kid is really fateful, the snake tail hit his backpack, although the others flew out, but the body is fine." ”

Just as Xian'er was talking, Liang Houzai and Liu Shangang came back with a few oil-paper bags.

I could smell the smell of meat, and there must be meat in those oily paper bags!

Liang Houzai and Liu Shangang saw that I woke up as soon as they entered the door, and they also shouted at me, saying things such as "you are not dead", "you are alive", "woke up, it's a pity", etc., while showing me the lunch they bought, and specially told me that now I can only eat liquid food, and the food in the bag is for me to show and relieve my hunger.

As a dear friend, I almost hung up in the tomb, and as soon as I woke up, they buried me in such a different way.

I listened to them and watched their performances, and my heart was on fire. If it weren't for Lao Tzu's inability to exercise vigorously now, he would definitely jump up and directly lay down these two cowards.

What's even worse is that these goods actually ate lunch directly in my house.

For someone like me, who can only eat liquid food, the fried meat and patties they take out of the oiled paper bag are undoubtedly a huge visual impact.

Xian'er, Liang Houzai, and Liu Shangang, these three people who grew up with me have become the last people I want to see at the moment, and every time they take out the food from the oily paper bag, their movements are slow, as if they are deliberately making the food slower before eating, so that I can watch it for a while.

Luo Fei looked a little embarrassed, probably she didn't expect Liang Houzai and the others to do this to me.

It wasn't until about one o'clock in the afternoon that Master pushed the door into my hospital room, and I realized that he was also wearing a hospital gown, and when he entered my room, Master had a listless expression on his face.

In addition, I found that Master was also followed by Uncle Zhao.

Master came to my bedside, moved a chair and sat down, and asked me sullenly, "Awake?" ”

I always felt that Master looked weird, and I didn't know what he was thinking now, so I just replied briefly, "Wake up." ”

Master stared at me and was silent for most of the day, then suddenly sighed and said, "Alas, the doctor has not allowed me to smoke for the past two days, and my brain is old and broken. How are you, do you still have pain? ”

"How can it not hurt," Uncle Zhao came up, put a thermos flask on the table next to the bed, and said: "It has been a hundred days of hurting muscles and bones, plus Youdao has had surgery again, it is estimated that it will not be better in half a year." ”

I smiled at Master Zhao, and then asked Master, "Master, why are you also hospitalized?" Is it because of a fever? ”

Without waiting for the master to speak, Uncle Zhao said on the side: "What kind of fever, your master was provoked by cold water with pneumonia, and his fever is a complication caused by pneumonia." During this time, the doctor didn't let him smoke, and he felt like he had lost his soul. ”

Master leaned weakly on my hospital bed and sighed at Uncle Zhao: "Alas, you can't understand the feeling that the old smoker doesn't smoke. It's sad, how can it be pneumonia. ”

With a gloating smile on his face, Zhao Shibo took out a spoon and a small steel bowl from the thermos flask, and poured some oily yellow viscous soup into the bowl.

He handed me the bowl and said to me, "This is the millet paste that your mother specially boiled for you, hurry up and eat some." ”

I took the bowl and asked Uncle Zhao with some complaints: "My mother also knows that I am hospitalized?" ”

I heard Uncle Zhao say: "I didn't want her to know, but on the day you were admitted to the hospital, your uncle happened to come to the hospital to get blood pressure medicine and bumped into us. That's it, your mom knows about you. ”

In fact, what I'm most afraid of is my mother's going to my grave, and I'm afraid she will be worried.

So I asked Uncle Zhao again: "How did you explain it to my mother?" ”

At this time, the master interjected next to him: "Tell me the truth." Your business, Sannier will know sooner or later, and she keeps lying and hiding it, after all, it is not a solution. ”

I was stunned for a moment before I said to Master, "That...... What's my mother's reaction? ”

Master thought for a moment and shook his head: "I didn't react for the time being, I just said that when you heal, she has something to say to you." ”

Have you said that you have to wait until the injury is healed?

I suddenly had an ominous feeling that my mom wasn't trying to get me out of business.

After that, the master changed the topic and chatted with Uncle Zhao about the catacombs of the Mass Grave Mountain.

I was worried about my mom's upcoming "final judgment" on me, and barely interjected, just listened absentmindedly a few times.

In fact, the conversation between Master and Uncle Zhao didn't have much dry goods, probably that meant that Master Zhao had already sent someone to deal with the sarcophagus full of yin qi in the tomb.

They temporarily stored the sarcophagus in Chen Daochang's Xianyiguan, and invited more than 20 Taoist priests from Daguan to come together to exorcise the yin, but it would take about five or six days for these old Taoist priests to gather, and during this time, Zhao Shibo stayed in Shandong first.

After that, Master and Uncle Zhao talked about some rumors about the Nuwa family.

While they were talking, I finished the rice porridge in the bowl and fell asleep after a while.

When I woke up again, Luo Fei had already returned to Shaanxi, and the agarwood bracelet she gave me in the tomb was still in my hand, and she didn't take it away before leaving.

At the same time, Xian'er also gave me a message, saying that Luo Fei would come during the winter vacation. However, this time it was not Luo Fei who came on her own initiative, but my master invited her to come, so that she could study more on the use of the Gen character banner during the winter vacation.

The relationship between Xian'er and Luo Fei seems to have become very delicate, every time Xian'er mentions Luo Fei's name, she always calls her "Fei" very affectionately, and during the time I was in a coma, they seemed to have become good friends.

But if I mention Luo Fei more than three times in front of Xian'er, Xian'er's anger will become very great.

A woman's mind is indeed unpredictable.

I lay in the hospital for two weeks until the stitches were removed from the surgery, and I was discharged accompanied by Brother Feng.

Due to being conditioned by the master since I was a child, my recovery ability is much better than that of normal people, just half a month, the big injury that hurts the muscles and bones is healed, of course, I can have such a recovery power, and in the past half a month, the master has used Topaz Tai Sui to cook soup for me every day.

When I was discharged from the hospital, Master's pneumonia was almost better, and he was even two days before I was discharged.

After I was discharged from the hospital, I planned to go back to school in two days, and I would like to find out what the sword in the black sarcophagus came from.

But before that, I have one more problem to face, and that is my mother's "final judgment".

Although my parents would come to accompany me every day during my hospitalization, probably because of my injuries, they didn't say anything serious, just told me to rest more and not think too much about anything else.

But I think there seems to be a violent storm lurking behind this calm.

Thankfully, I was wrong.

On the night of my discharge, when I got home, my father and mother first cooked a table of good dishes, and the family of three gathered around for a long-lost family dinner.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and wiping the table, my father made another pot of tea, and as the moisture in the teapot slowly rose, the "final judgment" that I had been worrying about these days had finally arrived.

My father has always been too concerned about me, and the protagonist of this trial is still my mother.

My mom dipped three quilts with tea, pushed one of them to my dad, and pushed the other to me, and then her eyes were still on the teapot, but her mouth asked endlessly: "Do you regret it?" ”

I knew my mom was talking to me, but I didn't understand what she meant, so I just muffled, "Huh? "Yes, it's a response.

At this time, my mother raised her head, looked me in the eye and said, "Do you regret learning the craft from your master?" ”

I could already have a rough idea of what my mom was going to say later, so I could straighten my neck and make myself look firm, and then I said to my mom, "I don't regret it." ”

My mother nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked me again, "Do you think it's difficult for you guys?" ”

I said, "It's hard, but it's ...... I'm not afraid. ”

"Well, it's good," my mother put down the teacup in her hand and said to me very seriously: "When you followed Uncle Chai, you were still young, and you didn't choose this path yourself, but since you are on the top, don't shrink your head, don't retreat, the man of our old Zuo family can't be a bear." ”

I thought...... My mother said that she wanted to talk to me because she wanted me to give up, but she never expected her to have such an attitude.

To be honest, my mother has no culture, and when she said this, she revealed a rough simplicity. But in my eyes, my mother at this time was unusually great.

At this time, my father, who had never spoken, also grinned: "Our old Zuo family is not a bear." ”

Looking back, if it weren't for the support of my parents, I might not have come this far on the path Master once walked.

To this day, I am grateful for my parents' support, or rather, gratitude is not enough to describe how I feel in my heart.

Early the next morning, Master took us on the journey to the Soul Village again.

It was during those years that I got used to spending night after night on the train, where the four of us were thinking about our own thoughts, and there was little communication.

After getting off the bus at the CD station, it was still Senior Brother Zhuang who drove us up, and took advantage of the fact that the sky was still dark, and returned to the realm of Jisoul Village at high speed.

In fact, even if we don't return to the Soul Village this time, Senior Brother Zhuang will take the initiative to find us.

Before leaving northern Shaanxi last time, I mailed the corpse pill that I had snatched back from the Japanese people to Senior Brother Zhuang, and he asked someone to test the composition of the corpse pill, and not long ago, Senior Brother Zhuang got the test results.

Brother Zhuang gave us the test sheet, which listed a lot of chemical components, and I could recognize those chemical elements, but I didn't know what these things actually meant.