In Chu Ling'er's room, Lao Huang was personally diagnosing Chu Ling'er's pulse, and the room was full of people, they sometimes looked at Chu Ling'er, and sometimes looked at the back of the closest to the bed curtain, full of curiosity.

Lao Huang let go of his hand, put down Chu Ling'er's sleeve, intimately tucked the quilt corner for her, and looked back at everyone.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't slept for months, and I was stimulated a lot for a while, and I fainted in fright."

After speaking, Lao Huang got up and got out of the way.

Jiang Yang hurriedly made up for it, and looked at the weak Chu Ling'er on the bed with a worried expression.

Why did you faint all of a sudden?

Seeing that Chu Ling'er was fine, everyone slowly withdrew from the room.

After a while, the moon slave pushed the well-dressed Xiong Miaoyun into the room.

The little girl who was waiting for people saw Jiang Yang in the house, shouted "Hell—", and then ran away without looking back.

After all, in the little girl's cognition, Jiang Yang has been buried under the ruins of Zhennanguan, he is already a dead man, and now he is just a ghost in front of the bed.

Xiong Miaoyun shook her head helplessly, slowly stepped forward, came to the bedside, took a look, and gently stroked Jiang Yang's shoulder: "Don't worry too much, Ling'er just learned of your death, too sad, I have been kneeling in front of Ling's filial piety for the past month, no one has come to persuade me, I have little food, I am too weak." ”

Jiang Yang sighed deeply, and in a hurry, he wiped a few tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, turned around, and was strong and calm: "Well, I know." ”

Xiong Miaoyun pursed her red lips and looked at Jiang Yang's red eyes: "Are you crying?" ”

Jiang Yang waved his hand: "No, the wind is too strong, squinting." ”

Xiong Miaoyun saw through it or not, and after saying a few words, he turned around and walked out of the house.

......

Until evening, when the snow stops and night is about to fall.

Chu Ling'er, who was in a coma, slowly opened her eyes, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned on the head of the bed, Jiang Yang, who had been guarding for a day, immediately noticed it and hurriedly stepped forward.

Chu Ling'er looked very weak, her lips were dry and peeling, and even blinking her eyes was very difficult for her.

She stared at Jiang Yang beside the bed, stared at this familiar face, and smiled: "Master, am I dead too?" ”

Jiang Yang smiled slightly, gently touched Chu Ling'er's forehead, and whispered, "No, it's the master who has come back to life." ”

In Chu Ling'er's cognition, she is dead, and only when she dies can she see her master.

Chu Ling'er's brain turned very slowly, and she couldn't understand what Jiang Yang meant by this sentence for a long time.

Jiang Yang picked up the still warm rice porridge on the table and leaned Chu Ling'er into his arms: "Come, drink some porridge and supplement some nutrition." ”

Chu Ling'er slowly opened her mouth and drank porridge in small sips.

After a while, the small half bowl of porridge was swallowed, and Chu Ling'er's face improved a lot at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, at least the speed of blinking was much faster, but cognitively, he still felt that Jiang Yang was dead.

Jiang Yang corrected it twice, and if he didn't correct it, he would follow her.

Soon, Lao Huang came in and took a look twice, took the pulse again, and said that it would be good to rest for a few days, and then his spirit would slowly recover, and Jiang Yang was relieved.

"Moon slave, you come in and take care of it for a while." Lao Huang beckoned and called the moon slave who was pulling him at the door with both hands to come in. But the moon slave seemed to be very afraid of Jiang Yang's "ghost", and refused to come in for a long time, but it was Xiong Miaoyun at the door who spoke that she was willing to come in.

But since entering the house, he has also been far away from Jiang Yang, always vigilant, and even didn't know where to find a talisman seal in his hand, aiming at Jiang Yang: "Don't come here, this is a ..... to exorcise ghosts"

Jiang Yang smiled and said to the moon slave: "Take care of Ling'er, if not, I will come in and eat you in a while." ”

Yue Nu was frightened, hurriedly bypassed Jiang Yang, stayed by the bedside, and looked at Chu Ling'er and said silently: "You must get better, you must get better......"

After speaking, Jiang Yang followed Lao Huang out of the house.

In the middle of the courtyard, the wind and snow have stopped, and under the shade of the bamboo forest, there is a girl in a green shirt, who is building a snowman in the yard, and her little hands are frozen red.

"Red Bean, come in." Lao Huang called softly, and the girl who was building a snowman raised her face and hurriedly trotted over.

in the house.

The three of them sat down, Jiang Yang was in the center, Lao Huang and Xiong Miaoyun were on both sides, and only Zhao Hongdou stood crisply.

The girl opened her big round eyes and looked curiously at the furnishings in the room, and then her eyes fell on Jiang Yang in the first place. She knew that this was the master who had died and been resurrected and was about to apprentice.

Lao Huang, who was sitting on the side, snorted, pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and sighed: "I really want to die old man, since you are not dead, come back, the old man can finally drink." ”

Listening to Xiong Miaoyun's explanation beside him, Jiang Yang realized that during his absence, Lao Huang took on the responsibility of the "acting head" of Qingyuanguan, and he was busy every day with his butt on the ground, and he hadn't drunk for a long time, which made him greedy.

Jiang Yang expressed his gratitude to Lao Huang: "Thank you seniors. ”

Lao Huang took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and looked very comfortable: "No, it's just a favor for you." ”

Lao Huang has been stuck in the third grade for decades, and has not been promoted for many years, and was defeated by the junior Xun Yijian, not to mention how depressed he is, and he has been practicing hard for decades, and finally because of the spirits brewed by Jiang Yang, he was once promoted to the second grade, and Lao Huang remembered this kindness.

Lao Huang said, and pointed to Zhao Hongdou standing in front of him: "This little girl is Zhao Zai's granddaughter who came to apprentice." ”

When Zhao Hongdou heard this, he immediately turned around, took out an envelope from his arms, and handed it to Jiang Yang with both hands: "This is what my grandfather asked me to give you before leaving." ”

Jiang Yang accepted it, and he didn't look at it in a hurry, but muttered in his mouth: "Apprenticeship....."

said, glanced at Zhao Hongdou, this is Zhao Zai's granddaughter?

It's quite good, with a small nose and a small mouth, and the text is weak, with a sense of weakness.

It's just that Jiang Yang always felt that this girl's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, like a gray wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Since you are apprenticing, then you will worship......"

In the past, Jiang Yang was definitely reluctant to accept apprentices, but now it is different.

To power!

To engage in a career!

Zhao Hongdou is Zhao Zai's granddaughter, who is Zhao Zai? The director of the Pilgrimage College, the first person in the contemporary literary world.

Will his granddaughter be bad?

Jiang Yang sat upright, dressed upright, and rested his arms on the chair handles on both sides of the Taishi chair.

Zhao Hongdou glanced at it and took a cup of tea from the table on one side with both hands.

Under the witness of the two of them, they presented the apprenticeship tea with both hands: "Master is above, please drink tea!" ”

Jiang Yang glanced at it, said "um", and stretched out his hand to take the tea.

Who knows, a rough voice suddenly came from the door: "Slow." ”

Jiang Yang looked up and found that it was Wei Wushuang and Xun Yijian.

This "slow" is exactly what Wei Wushuang said.

Wei Wushuang strode forward, rushed into the room, snatched the apprentice tea in Zhao Hongdou's hand, and spilled half of it.

Then in front of everyone's eyes, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground with a "poof": "Master is above, please accept the apprentice!" ”

It happened so suddenly, and everyone didn't react.

Why are all the apprentices rushing to come these years?

Jiang Yang was the first to react, Lu Ximing said last night that this man was given to him by the Great Zhou Emperor as a guard and apprentice.

"Alas, you, you, you, you ......" Zhao Hongdou was suddenly surprised, and he couldn't say anything in a hurry: "You are not the leader of the forbidden army, what kind of teacher do you worship." ”

Zhao Hongdou and Wei Wushuang are both from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Zhao Hongdou knows Wei Wushuang.

In previous years, when she followed her grandfather into the palace for a banquet. The leader of the forbidden army in front of the palace gate who was always arrogant was Wei Wushuang.

Wei Wushuang glanced at the little girl beside him: "Do you think I am willing to ....."

If it weren't for His Majesty's will, he wouldn't have apprenticed.

Jiang Yang had already taken Wei Wushuang's tea and took a sip: "Get up, in the future, you will be the third apprentice of the poor road." ”

Wei Wushuang got up indignantly, his arms folded around his chest, and stood to one side, as if someone had slept with his beloved girl.

Zhao Hongdou had no choice but to bring a new cup of tea and kneel on the ground: "Master, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Jiang Yang took it right.

took a small sip, and before the tea could be swallowed into his stomach, he saw Zhao Hongdou pick up another cup of tea and send it to Xiong Miaoyun on the side: "Master, please drink tea." ”

Poof-

Jiang Yang squirted out a sip of tea, glanced at Zhao Hongdou strangely, and then looked at Xiong Miaoyun.

Xiong Miaoyun's expression was also very surprised...... Could it be that this little girl knows about last night?