When Ye Jibai returned to the drunken dream residence, it was already the middle of the night.

He's hurt.

His right arm was covered in blood, and it was terrifying to look at.

"Don't brag in the future, run away if you can't beat it, and don't be ashamed." Meng Qinghe kicked open Ye Jibai's door with the medicine box.

Ye Jibai was sitting under the lamp, his clothes were half-undone, and when he saw Meng Qinghe coming in, he wanted to close half of his sleeves.

Meng Qinghe glanced at him and put the tray heavily on the table, "I've seen it, don't wear it." ”

On the black lacquered tray there was not only a medicine box, but also a pot of wine.

"A little bit of a wound...... Hiss! ”

Ye Ji didn't finish speaking, and the bloody wound was held down by Meng Qinghe's outstretched fingers.

"A little injury just hurts?" Meng Qinghe handed the wine jug to Ye Jibai, "It's just warm, you take a sip first, and I'll give you medicine." ”

The wound on Ye Jibai's arm was deep and visible, not a small injury, Meng Qinghe took out a few small porcelain bottles and a stack of white yarn from the medicine box, hooked his feet and dragged a round stool, sat down and began to clean Ye Jibai's wounds.

Meng Qinghe is skilled, unlike the first time he did this job.

"Succubus ......"

"I killed you."

Meng Qinghe's fingers trembled slightly, "Even if there are so many succubi in the branch forest, do you want to kill them?" ”

Ye Jibai took a sip of wine and laughed at himself: "It's that I want to kill, just the way I look now, how can I kill?" ”

Meng Qinghe shook his head again and again, "I didn't say you, which half-oil basket did you learn this skill from?" Just one succubus will hurt you like this, tsk......"

The night breeze opened the window, and the oil lamp in the hood fluttered gently.

Meng Qing and a strand of broken hair on her sideburns were blown to her eyes by the wind, she blinked, and blew on her lower lip to her upper lip, trying to blow the strand of broken hair that disturbed her vision to the top of her head.

Ye Jibai stared at her small movements, and a layer of warmth unconsciously floated in her always cold eyes.

After blowing a few times to no avail, Meng Qinghe was anxious, her hands were stained with blood, and she could only raise her arm to pick up the broken hair in front of her forehead.

Ye Jibai put down the flask first, and his slender fingertips hooked Meng Qinghe's soft hair.

Meng Qinghe bent his arms and was stunned.

The hair was pinned behind the ear, but Ye Jibai's fingers did not retract.

The warm fingertips touched Meng Qinghe's earlobe, lingered for a moment, and then moved to the back of her neck.

Ye Jibai's palm was forced, Meng Qinghe leaned forward, and the foreheads of the two were against each other.

"Floating Drunken Dream ......"

"Huh?"

"This wine is intoxicating."

Meng Qinghe chuckled, "It's not good to drink." ”

"Meng Qinghe ......"

"Huh?" This is the first time Ye Jibai has called her name.

"I'm not a good person."

Meng Qinghe laughed, "Coincidentally, I'm not either." ”

Ye Jibai was silent for a moment, and then said, "I heard that there will be fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve in Qinghe Town, is it beautiful?" ”

"It's good-looking, it's just so noisy that I can't sleep."

Hearing Ye Jibai sigh lowly, Meng Qinghe raised his eyes and looked, "If you like, I will accompany you to Cangwu Mountain on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, I heard that it is the best place to see the fireworks in Qinghe Town." ”

Ye Ji's white eyebrows lowered, and Meng Qinghe said again: "I'm going to go to the Lingshan Temple in Cangwu Mountain to incense in two days, and by the way, I'll go to see which location is the most suitable for watching the fireworks, by the way, aren't you in a hurry to go home?" ”

Those who do business in Qinghe Town, at the end of every year, will go to Lingshan Temple to pray for incense.

Ye Jibai's fingers on the back of Meng Qinghe's neck were slightly stiff, he let go of Meng Qinghe, and turned his head to look at the night outside the window.

"I don't have a home."

Meng Qinghe opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

"Although the Drunken Dream House is not big, if you are willing to ......"

"It's late at night."

"You can stay if you want." Meng Qinghe continued to finish the interrupted words, got up and packed up the medicine box, and no longer looked at Ye Jibai.

Until she left the room, Ye Jibai didn't speak again.

But on the second day, Ru Niang told her that Ye Jibai had paid for the house for ten years at one time.

This hand, trench!

Ten years of housing money can buy Drunken Dream House.

Ye Jibai sat in the lobby eating breakfast, Meng Qing and his farts ran over, "Oh, Ye Gongzi, you are injured, how can you do it yourself, I will serve you for dinner." ”

Ru Niang leaned against the counter and shook her head: "It's over, it's trapped." ”

Meng Qinghe sent the cool white porridge to Ye Jibai's mouth, "What do you want to eat at noon, I'll let the kitchen open up, how about stewing an old hen?" The old made up. ”

Ye Jibai took a sip of porridge from Meng Qinghe's hand, "I heard Ru Niang say that you can cook, I want to try your skills." ”

Meng Qinghe glared at Ru Niang behind the counter, and turned his head to offer it with a smiling face, "I haven't cooked for a few days, and my hands are ......."

"It's okay, you start practicing today, we have time."

Meng Qinghe's hand to scoop porridge shook, did he mean by this: In the next ten years, he will have to cook for him?

Meng Qinghe was puzzled: "This ...... But it's a different price. ”

Ye Jibai raised his eyebrows: "Money is not a problem, just don't regret it." ”

Meng Qinghe always felt that Ye Ji had something in the vernacular, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What do you regret, as long as the money is in place, let alone ten years, let me cook for you for the rest of your life."

"That's for life."

Well?

No...... What she meant was ......

Aren't you tired of eating the same person's food for the rest of your life?

No, what does Ye Jibai mean?

He looked like he was interested in me, but he didn't explain it.

Meng Qinghe is a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, so he immediately put down the bowl and pinched Ye Jibai's cheeks with both hands, forcing him to look at himself, "I will cook for you for the rest of my life, but I can't just give money, and people have to give it to me." ”

……

Strange to say, two days after Ye Jibai was injured, even the succubus in the branch forest disappeared without a trace.

There are also people in the rivers and lakes who have removed demons, not to mention that none of them have been folded in it, and there are even those who have come back from hunting wild meat.

Listening to them, there is no demonic energy in the Lianzhi Forest now.

Was the succubus removed by the masters, or did it quietly leave the Lianzhi Forest?

No one knew about this matter, and even Lao Zhang and the others failed to investigate it.

Ye Jibai has been recuperating from his injuries in the Drunken Dream House for the past two days, but he is very peaceful.

In the days when Yilai stretched out his hand to eat and open his mouth, he adapted quickly.

Meng Qinghe was fine, so he moved a small bench and sat at the gate of the Drunken Dream Residence, listening to Ye Jibai's story while eating melon seeds.

You say Ye Jibai, he looks like he doesn't talk much on weekdays, but he tells stories one by one, and he listens to Meng Qinghe's heart, and he can't wait to pick up his burden and go to the rivers and lakes in the next moment.

Ye Jibai talked about the immortal cultivation sect from ancient legends, and talked about the strange beasts of the mountains and seas from the battle of immortals and demons......

Meng Qinghe lay on Ye Jibai's legs, "How do you know everything?" ”

Ye Jibai rubbed Meng Qinghe's hair, "Listening to what the old Taoist priest who cultivated in the mountains said, I didn't expect you to be so interested." ”

"Is there really no dragon in this world?"

"There are no dragons left in the Valley of the Candle Dragons."

"I've heard people say that the keel is also called the god bone, it is a rare good thing, and the most important thing is to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons, have you ever seen a keel?"

Ye Jibai lowered her eyes to look at Meng Qinghe, the warm winter sun sprinkled on her face, her fair skin was covered with a layer of light powder, and she squinted her eyes slightly, like a lazy kitten.

"I've never seen it."