After escorting Chen Xiaoshen into the house, Hu Bugui turned around and closed the door of the terrace and closed the curtains with his hands.

And he was so preoccupied that he didn't have a trace of thought at all.

Chen Xiaoshen's coughing up blood represents a further aggravation of lung cancer, in this case, should she give up this drama?

"Why are you suddenly unhappy? Do you think my current physical condition is not suitable for suffering with the crew?"

There are some things that don't need to be said, with a silent look and expression, Chen Xiaoshen can understand the words and expressions, and ask bluntly.

Hu Bugui sighed and said gently: "Shenshen, you need to recuperate now." ”

"I know, but this drama is rare, the role suits me, I watched the adaptation when I was in junior high school, I like it very much, and it is still Yangdong Noon Sunshine to be filmed, it is definitely a conscience drama, if you miss this opportunity, there will be no more in the future. Chen Xiaoshen finished speaking, looking at him aggrieved and expectant.

"Alas...... Okay, I got it. Hu Bugui couldn't bear to refute her again, and said, "Sit down obediently for a while, I'll go downstairs and get you hot soup to drink." ”

The bamboo tube jade soup is very fragrant and mellow white, it looks a bit like almond syrup, but it does not have the unique astringency of almonds, and every sip is moist and sweet, so that the internal organs are properly comfortable, and successfully dispel the tiredness and chill brought by rainy days.

Chen Xiaoshen took a sip, held the bamboo tube and was amazed, and asked Hu Bugui, "Where did you get all these delicious foods recently?"

"Heavenly. ”

"Heavenly, I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you, I prepared the materials for you, you can take a look." ”

Seeing that the clock hand was approaching eight o'clock, she reached out and pointed to the notebook on the bed for him to read.

Hu Bugui picked it up and flipped through it, the thick book was full of thermal printing paper and photos, he was taken aback by this huge amount of reading, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Chen Xiaoshen, we are going to the city tomorrow, we have to get up at least six o'clock to drive, I will see this stack of things by myself later, you are not in good health, can you go to bed early first?"

"His drama is very interesting, can you watch it first? Seeing that he was still not interested, Chen Xiaoshen began to be coquettish and begged softly.

"Take a look, my aunt and grandmother, please go to bed first, I promise that you will come with me tomorrow morning, and what you see is either Hu Bu Gui, or the male protagonist of this play himself. ”

"If you don't return, don't blow it. Chen Xiaoshen picked up the ledger and tapped him lightly, and said angrily: "Look." ”

"You're here, how can I stand it?"

"You ......"

Chen Xiao was angry, looked at Hu Bugui's rogue to sincere expression, and took him for losing his temper, and said, "Okay, I'll go to sleep, you remember to see." ”

"Wait a minute, do you want to sleep together, you said you insisted on staying at my house, but you went to sleep in the guest bedroom, my heart is cold. Seeing that she turned around and was about to go downstairs, Hu Bugui couldn't help but sigh.

What answered him was a pillow that Chen Xiaoshen threw over.

Hu Bugui smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the pillow and said, "If you are afraid, come up to me, and the warm embrace will be open to you at any time." ”

"What if I stay?" Chen Xiaoshen suddenly stopped at the entrance of the escalator and turned his head to ask him.

"Let's wait until you get better. Hu Bugui laughed evilly, although it was not Liu Xia Hui, now he was already a cultivator in the foundation building period, and Chen Xiaoshen, who had been sick for a long time and was physically weak, could not withstand it.

Knowing that he has always been poor and kind-hearted, Chen Xiaoshen sighed softly, his heart was warm and sour, the corners of his lips were shallow and sour, and he walked downstairs and left lightly.

The whole house was shrouded in Hu Bugui's consciousness, and he quietly waited for her to fall asleep, breathing smoothly and steadily, and then he was relieved.

Hu Bugui's eyes fell on the unfinished jade soup, remembered the peony on the terrace that had been opened, picked it up and walked out.

The crystal clear raindrops fell on the peony branches, and Hu Bugui released his divine sense, and he could see the peony villain in the heart of the flower, curled up in a ball and hugging his body in the wind and rain, looking overwhelmed by the cold.

He slowly poured the still lukewarm jade soup into the flower pot, and the peony villain got the warmth and aura from outside, danced happily, stood up and thanked him.

"There's one thing I don't really understand, how did you open your spiritual intelligence? It stands to reason that the spiritual energy in this heaven and earth is so thin that it is almost none, even if you cultivate for another hundred years, you may not be able to gather your essence into a human form, why have you made such progress in just a few days?"

The peony villain stretched out his hand, holding a red bead of blood in his palm, and put his hands together and put it on his forehead.

"You mean, when Shen Shen coughed up blood that day, you felt something, and then you gave birth to spiritual wisdom?" Hu Bugui carefully looked at the blood bead and asked.

The peony villain nodded.

"Lvhua Immortal Master said that once Lingzhi recognizes the master, the glory and withering are closely related to the master, can you deduce her illness according to your own situation?"

The peony villain hesitated for a moment and stretched out three fingers.

"You mean three months at most?"

The little peony man hung his head in frustration and nodded with an almost invisible magnitude.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. Hu Bugui stretched out his hand to stroke the raindrops on the flower branches, and said, "Since you have helped me, I will definitely help you transform smoothly in the future." ”

"Immortal Venerable ......" in the book, the immortals want to speak and stop.

"Say whatever you want. Hu Bugui closed the door to the terrace, returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

"Why did Immortal Venerable take such great pains for a mortal woman, even if she could save her life, mortals would not be able to become your Daoist companion at all if she lived for a maximum of a hundred years. ”

"You must think that it makes sense to be the most awesome immortal, but if a man can't even protect a woman who is willing to share hardships with him, then what's the point of living?"

"But ......"

"But what is it, according to the current two-pronged immortal bead collection speed, it is still not enough for me to ascend to the Yuanying Realm within three months, there must be other external forces to help to have hope, otherwise there will still be no bamboo basket at that time. ”

"Immortal Venerable is clear. ”

"Okay, don't say it, annoying, I haven't slept well these days, what is the content of the quarterly exam of the Tongtian Immortal Sect?"

"Gambling. ”

"Playing Go? These immortal masters really have nothing to do day by day, how is the chess strength of Yongxian Jun that Ji?"

"There are few rivals in the Six Realms. ”

"That's to be able to lie down and win, you said that Lao Ji is really a friend to me, remember to remind me when I look back, buy a set of musical instruments that are not in the fairy world for him to play. ”

"Immortal Venerable doesn't look at the information sorted out by Shen Shen Girl?"

"Forget, you can help me take a look, just help me implant my memory tomorrow morning, then you have to watch the script when the time comes, you must know that as a Chinese opera boy, the most important thing is acting. ”