"Do you have a way?" Wushuang looked at the black monk with joy, the black monk frowned, nodded, and said: "The solution is what people think, but if it doesn't work, I don't know!"

"Say it quickly, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing?" You Qinglian glared at the black monk with a menacing gaze, the black monk smiled bitterly and said, "If you treat me like this again, maybe I will forget about it!"

You Qinglian's eyes flickered, and a sweet but unreal smile appeared on her face, and said, "Tell me." ”

"There is a kind of person in the world who does not use strong martial arts, let alone divine weapons. The black monk said, "Because they themselves are a terrible weapon! There seem to be very few people in the world who can overcome this kind of weapon." ”

The more Wushuang and You Qinglian listened, the more confused they became.

"What the hell are you talking about, are you still joking?" Wushuang's tone was full of anger, staring at a pair of phoenix eyes, looking at the black monk, the black monk's face seemed to be a little unnatural, and said, "You guys will see!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the black monk straightened his throat, but saw him take out a long wooden spoon, and carried a wooden bucket in his hand, the wooden barrel was full of water, and I only heard him sing: "Little sapling, irrigate and fill fertilizer......" Singing here, I saw a scoop of water, snapped, splashed on the earthen wall, sang several times in a row, and splashed water several times in a row.

Wushuang and You Qinglian's eyes seemed to be even more puzzled.

The black monk still wanted to sing, but he heard a soft sound, and a delicate voice said: "Great monk, you are making trouble again!"

As he spoke, the two-leaf door opened, and a short-haired boy walked out of the door, looked at the four of them, and finally fixed his eyes on You Jiecao, and asked, "Are you here with the great monk?"

"That's right, that's right!" Wushuang nodded and grabbed it.

"Then please go back!" Xiao Tong said: "The great monk poured dog feces on the earthen wall last time, and I cleaned up Xiaokong for a long time, I hate him to death!"

"That's the matter of the great monk, what do we have to do?" You Qinglian looked at the little boy.

"You yourself say that you come with the great monk! this great monk is not a good thing!" said the little boy.

The black monk's face seemed a little unnatural, and he sighed.

You Qinglian glanced at the black monk and asked, "Is your young lady very beautiful?"

"I don't have a lady in my house. The boy said: "Since the death of the old master, there is only one little master in this cloud nest." This great monk came several times, but he couldn't see the little master, so once. He came with dog feces and threw it on the wall!"

You Qinglian looked at the black monk fiercely, the black monk had lowered his head, but heard You Qinglian say: "What a great monk." The black monk's head seemed to hang lower.

You Qinglian was talking, but she heard Wushuang say: "Now is not the time to talk about this!" Wushuang looked at Xiao Tong. "May I meet your little master?"

"The little master is not a guest, and even the treatment of the disease is a mile away. Xiao Tong said.

When Wushuang heard this, his eyes flickered for a while, and he said, "How can I be willing to see people?"

"Little master......" The little boy was still waiting to elaborate, but he saw that Wushuang was already kneeling on the ground, and whispered: "Please...... Please......"

The little boy seemed to be moved by compassion, and his face showed embarrassment, and said: "Maybe it's okay, because the master seems to be in a good mood recently, you wait!"

Tears left in Wushuang's eyes. He looked at the boy and said, "Thank you!"

"Don't thank me, you should thank yourself!" After the boy finished speaking, the two-leaf door was closed again, the four fields were lonely, and under the sun, You Jiecao's face seemed to be a little bloated in the dark green, and Wushuang hung his head. No expression could be seen on his face.

You Qinglian's face was full of worry, and the black monk hung his head, rolled his hands into his sleeves, and sighed. said: "I'm asking for my own suffering!" After speaking, he sighed again and again.

The warm sun at noon blew through the green trees, with the fragrance of blades of grass, compared to this, what made Wushuang and You Qinglian even more happy and apprehensive was that the door opened!

The boy came out of the door with a depressed face. sighed and said, "Master, she didn't want to see you, and she scolded me!"

You Qinglian seemed to be about to break out, but was stopped by Wushuang, who said to Xiao Tong: "Thank you!"

stood up, picked up You Jiecao, seemed to be leaving, but was stopped by Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong's face showed a very strange expression, and said: "The master said, if you are willing to leave the patient alone, she may be willing to treat her when she is in a good mood!"

Wushuang stopped, hung his head, didn't know what he was thinking, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "Can I know why?"

"I don't know. The boy said, "Since the master came back a year and a half ago, his temper has become strange. ”

"How can I give him to a man with a strange temper?" said Wushuang.

"The master has said that if it takes half a day, this man's poison may be cured. There was an even stranger expression on the child's face.

"I remember your master seems to have said that she doesn't cure men!" Wushuang asked.

"As I said, the master is in a good mood these days!" said the child, "because she has found the other half of her life." ”

"Okay, how long will it take for me to leave it to you?" said Wushuang with his head buried in his head.

"The host said, half a year at most, two months at the least. Xiao Tong said.

"Okay, I'll give birth for half a year, and I'll come back after half a year!" Wushuang raised his head and said, "When the time comes, if it is not cured, even if I fight for my life, I will turn this place upside down!"

"You seem to be the only one who wants to do this!" the boy smiled wryly.

Wushuang finally glanced at You Jiecao, turned around and left.

You Qinglian glanced at You Jiecao a few times, a few tears fell, grabbed the black monk's ears, and walked away step by step.

The little boy helped You Jiecao into the door, and for some reason, he sighed and closed the door.

You Jiecao felt as if he had had a long dream, and it seemed as if a pair of gentle hands were caressing him in the dream! But from time to time it will be scorching, from time to time it will be cold, I don't know how long it has been repeated, I opened my eyes, but saw that I was in a farmhouse, although it was a farmhouse, You Jiecao was not hay under him, but a blanket of high-quality materials, the sun was shining through the window at the head, in the dazzling light, there was a petite figure was busy, the figure seemed to be cooking herbs, because from a long distance, You Jiecao smelled a strong smell of herbs.

"Is it Wushuang? or Qinglian?" You Jiecao wanted to struggle, but found that he seemed to have no strength in his body, and the figure seemed to have spotted him and was smiling at him...... None"

The figure suddenly approached, like a ghost, and appeared in front of You Jiecao, You Jiecao was immediately stunned when he saw it! )