Chapter 075

"Hey, that's weird. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Waiting for the old man to wash out the medicinal wax with a wet sanitary ball dipped in the prepared potion, Wang Jin was a little strange, looked at the hidden lines on Lu Xiaofeng's body, raised his head and asked Lu Xiaofeng strangely: "Have you ever been angry today?"

"What's wrong?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Wang Jin looking thoughtfully at the spell on his body, and felt a little chill in his heart, nothing would happen.

"It's better than I thought it would be to recover. Wang Jin nodded and took two steps around Lu Xiaofeng.

"Your charm, after the fusion of your own qi and blood, is now almost completely integrated into your body, and you have nothing to do with your body now, and it is estimated that there is nothing to do. ”

"You mean?" Lu Xiaofeng was a little surprised, and the appearance of Ziyuejun floated in his heart for no reason, and his heart rippled for a while.

"Yes, almost the day after tomorrow, you will be able to move normally. Wang Jin smiled, wiped his hands with wet wipes, and nodded affirmatively.

This is undoubtedly good news for Lu Xiaofeng.

Hearing what Boss Wang Jin said, the big stone in his heart fell, and Wang Jin saw that Lu Xiaofeng was recovering well, so he asked Lu Xiaofeng to pay attention to keeping his body clean, and went back.

Lu Xiaofeng was also very tired after a busy day, and went to bed early.

Lu Xiaofeng's mind was already over, he really wanted to have wings, and immediately flew back to the Phantom Sword Village, along the way, there was almost no rest, and in the afternoon, he had already arrived at the mouth of the village.

I saw the earth dogs dangling at the mouth of the stockade, and the dolls who were snorting and playing with mud.

Lu Xiaofeng actually had a sense of tranquility in his heart, seeing the ancestral hall from afar, Lu Xiaofeng's heart moved, looking around that there was no one left and right, and he walked towards the ancestral hall without obeying the call.

I'm just going to sneak a look, just a look. Lu Xiaofeng muttered silently in her heart, finding a reason for herself.

Looking at the ancestral hall from a distance, he didn't see Ziyue's figure. It's almost time to eat, where is she?

Looking outside the house again, there was no mattress that Ziyuejun took out to dry every day because of the humidity in the ancestral hall. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but speed up his pace, and he was also a little worried in his heart.

When I came to the ancestral hall, the dilapidated door was wide open.

The people of the village inside carried saws and ink buckets in their hands, and a pile of wooden planks was piled up beside them, and the ground was full of sawn foam, and they were busy working.

Look at the finished product on the ground, but it is the long table.

There were even a few villagers with nails in their mouths, and then they took hammers, knocked the nails in their mouths on the wooden boards on it one by one, and knocked them on the window frame, watching Lu Xiaofeng come in, they all greeted enthusiastically.

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth responded while looking around.

The Ziyuejun's bed, as well as the small cabinet by the wall, were no longer visible. Where did this Ziyuejun go? Lu Xiaofeng's heart was pounding, and Lu Xiaofeng, a villager of these villages, also knew him, and pretended to have no intention.

"The school was built so soon, and where did Ziyue-kun move?"

The villagers who were squinting one eye and stretching the line on the wooden board with the ink fountain in their hand couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes.

"This ancestral hall will become a school hall the day after tomorrow! My dog is left, and I can go to school! You said that the yin girl, she moved to the widow's house at the west end of the village, and she moved there last night, and the yew people grew ......up in the village."

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, he didn't hear clearly what the people of the village were talking about, and hurriedly left.

"I have something to do, let's go first, let's talk about it later......" The village is not big, along the stone road, Lu Xiaofeng ran all the way, turned a few corners along the narrow alley, and found the house where the widow lived in the village before.

Looking at the house that appeared in front of him, an evil fire rose in Lu Xiaofeng's heart.

The house in front of me is a house! In the shade, there is a puddle behind the house, damp and muddy, and mosquitoes are ringing.

Four thick logs were pierced into the ground, and then a mountain of houses was built, and the surrounding areas were nailed with wooden planks, which became the so-called house.

The roof was covered with freshly cut thatch, but through the thatch, you could still see the purple butterflies with holes of all sizes on the board that had been corroded by time, leaking air everywhere.

The latticework of the old newspaper was used to rattle the house when the wind brought it together.

The wind penetrated the window lattice, and there was a series of ghosts crying wolf-like wails, which made people feel panic in their hearts and couldn't help but feel cold.

The door was ajar, and he couldn't see the situation inside, and Lu Xiaofeng was now afraid that this Ziyuejun would see him crying again, so he didn't want to look at the door directly, so he secretly came to the window and peeked inside.

At first glance, his heart was like a knife, and he was full of regret.

That Purple Moon Monarch, the two eyes that were as charming as spring water have now lost their previous brilliance, dull, and their rosy lips are also chapped, and there are gaps on them.

He frowned tightly and coughed as he clutched his neck, an unnatural flush rising from his face.

In the porcelain bowl beside him, a few steamed buns have been cracked, and even the clear water is only half a bowl.

Ziyuejun coughed for a while, struggled to get up, and before his hand reached the bowl, his body was a little unable to hold on, and his arms hung down weakly.

"Purple Moon-kun. Lu Xiaofeng felt a sour nose and tried not to cry.

He took a long breath. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't hold back any longer, pushed open the door and broke in.

Ziyuejun was startled, raised his head in panic, but saw Lu Xiaofeng's eyes full of pity, then hurriedly lowered his head, straightened his own unkempt hair, turned his head, and tears fell down.

Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and picked up the bowl, and then grabbed Ziyuejun.

A panicked look flashed in her eyes, she struggled, didn't break away, and then twisted her head desperately, not letting Lu Xiaofeng see her haggard side: "What are you doing here! Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll call someone!"

Then he coughed violently, and his body fell down.

"Shout, drink this bowl of water before shouting. ”

Lu Xiaofeng got a tattoo, and his heart was relaxed. Then he touched Ziyuejun's forehead, which was as hot as a stove, and touched Ziyuejun's little hand, which was cold and cold.

Ziyuejun nodded his head, just ignored Lu Xiaofeng, and pleaded in a low voice.

"Lu Xiaofeng, please, leave me alone. I'm an ominous person who will bring you bad luck, please. ”

"I'm ......tattooed" Lu Xiaofeng just wanted to say about his spell, Ziyuejun turned his face, and tears fell like beads: "Lu Xiaofeng, I really don't want you to have anything to do, it's okay for you to go back." ”

Lu Xiaofeng let go of his hand and comforted Ziyuejun in a cautious soft voice.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but this is the herb I bought, you eat it, otherwise, I'll stand in front of you for a day!"

Lu Xiaofeng went out to fetch some stream water, then picked up some firewood from outside the house, and began to make a fire for Ziyuejun to cook. Don't think that it's easy to make a fire and cook, the wind direction in this mountain changes from time to time, and Lu Xiaofeng tinkered there for a long time before lighting the fire.

He clumsily boiled the water again, and then heated up a few steamed buns in the closet again.

Looking at the busy Lu Xiaofeng, who was sweating profusely after a while, even the hair in front of him was burned and curled, Ziyuejun's eyes floated with a touch of tenderness, and he looked at Lu Xiaofeng stupidly, and then slowly covered his mouth and sobbed silently.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was about to turn around, Ziyuejun hurriedly wiped the tears from his eyes with his fingertips.

"It's the first time I'm learning to cook, don't be disgusted with it. ”

Lu Xiaofeng poured boiling water into the bowl on Ziyuejun's table, and put the steaming steamed bun pickles beside Ziyuejun: "Eat it while it's hot." If you have a cold, drink plenty of boiled water. ”

"You'd better go. Ziyue-kun didn't overdo it, his voice was cold.

Lu Xiaofeng stood for a long time, and Ziyuejun was a little anxious when he saw that he was still not leaving: "If you don't leave, I won't eat!"

Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a long time, looked at the resoluteness in Ziyuejun's eyes, sighed helplessly, and walked towards Zi Die's house with heavy steps. Ziyuejun watched Lu Xiaofeng's back disappear from his sight, twisting the steamed bun looking at the table.

smiled bitterly, then took the steamed bun, ate it in small bites, and tears flowed down his face again.

The purple butterfly was stretching out her little head, standing at her door and looking out, but she saw Lu Xiaofeng walking out from the direction of the stockade.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's depressed expression and the drooping head, Zi Die's heart was shocked, and she trotted in front of Lu Xiaofeng, with a nervous face: "What's wrong?

"No, it's just too tired. Lu Xiaofeng looked up and saw that it was a purple butterfly, and smiled.