Steaming dumplings are served on the table.

The three surnamed families have their own concerns, Fang Qingying serves Ji Ranchen diligently, and takes care of him everywhere, which makes Ji Ranchen very satisfied, and he rarely has such an ordinary life in his life.

Early the next morning, Fang Qinghe went out, she couldn't wait, Sister Ah had prepared the shop, and she had to find more people to go into the mountains to collect medicine.

Fang Jing'an gave Shen Liangyu an injection, and the day of the medicine was tomorrow at noon, and before that, Shen Liangyu had to take a medicinal bath once and perform the needle twice.

Ji Ranchen was busy writing what he had learned all his life, and Fang Qingying found a needle and thread to bind it into a book.

The master and apprentice were silent, except for the sound of the pen falling on the paper and the thread being stapled.

"I have memories for the next fifty years." Fang Qingying said softly.

Ji Ranchen's hand shook, and a drop of ink fell on the white paper, blurring, and he suddenly brightened up.

Meng would feel incredible when he heard this, but he solved all his mysteries just right, Ji Ranchen picked up the ink-stained paper and put it aside, and said lightly: "So you found me, saved Zhu Yuhong and Liangyu, and refused to leave the Li family?" ”

Fang Qingying nodded lightly: "The last time I found the master, it was too late. ”

Ji Ranchen hooked the corners of his lips, a ray of sunlight sprinkled on his emaciated cheeks, and his voice was a little lighter: "The fate of our master and apprentice is really deep. ”

"yes." Fang Qingying took the scissors and cut the rope, put the bound incense recipe on the table, and gently flattened the corners and curled a little: "Master, can you guess what the first craft I learned from you was?" ”

Ji Ranchen chuckled: "It's a fragrance." ”

"It's boring to guess." Fang Qingying quickly glanced at Ji Ranchen, and when he saw him laughing, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he said softly: "I didn't embarrass the master, the spice business is very big, and the Li family has become the first wealthy family in Qinghe Mansion." ”

Ji Ranchen turned his head to look at Fang Qingying, raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her hair, and sighed dotingly: "It took a lifetime of hard work." ”

"Yes, it's miserable, when I was old and frail, I was sent to the death kiln." Fang Qingying said aggrievedly.

With a click, the pen in Ji Ranchen's hand broke.

Putting down the broken pen, Ji Ranchen picked up another pen, and then dipped it in the inkstone: "It's the master who is not good, and he is a good apprentice who didn't protect me." ”

Fang Qingying burst into tears in an instant, leaned over to Ji Ranchen's side, leaned against him, and said in a choked voice, "Master, don't leave the apprentice behind again this time, okay?" You see, the shredded chicken wontons that I've been practicing for so many years are delicious, and I'm a good cook, so I can eat whatever I want. ”

Ji Ranchen knew that he couldn't write anymore, so he followed Fang Qingying's back: "Ah Ming, if you hadn't found me, I would have no way to live, and I died quietly in that cave, and I didn't inherit my own ability, and some people even remembered my old bones, and I couldn't find it if I wanted to collect the body." ”

"No, Master has always had me by his side." Fang Qingying's master, who had been piled up in his heart and never forgotten in his life, had learned a lot of cooking skills and couldn't make up for his regrets, which turned into endless tears at this moment.

Ji Ranchen nodded: "Master has no regrets, I learned perfume last time, and this time I learned poison, Master can have your brother and sister as apprentices, it is a blessing." ”

Fang Qingying stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Ranchen's sleeve: "Master, I saw Zhu Hengshan's father and daughter getting along in Qingwa Village, and I was very envious, I want to be with Master like their father and daughter, so that you can enjoy the joy of family, so that the apprentices can also have branches to rely on." ”

"Silly boy, can't you see through the things of the world? Be obedient, study poison well, and the mastery of the medical path is in poison. Ji Ranchen took a handkerchief and wiped Fang Qingying's tears: "Don't cry, as a teacher, you can't look down on people whose tears are worthless." ”

Fang Qingying wiped her tears.

Ji Ranchen nodded, picked up the pen and began to draw a map on the paper: "This is the place where the Medical Dao Gate is located, there are only three people in the world who know it, there is the master's home, there is a medicine valley, and the best medicinal materials in the world are inexhaustible." ”

After drawing the map, he gently blew it and waited for the ink to dry, carefully folded it and put it in Fang Qingying's palm: "That place is the treasure that Master left to you three brothers and sisters and Liangyu. ”

Fang Qingying's eyes turned red again, and he held back his tears under Ji Ranchen's gaze.

Ji Ranchen narrowed his eyes slightly: "My Ji Ranchen's apprentice needs to be bright and fair, but also to have clear grievances, revenge must be cut to the roots, and revenge must be done with all his might, life in the world can not escape a dream, but none of the seven emotions and six desires must be tasted several times." ”

Fang Qingying whispered: "Remember." ”

"Although you are still the wife of the Li family, it is enough to take revenge for three years, and after three years, we will be happy like a fairy in the world. Ji Yanchen said lightly.

Fang Qingying asked in surprise: "Master, can you see this?" ”

"Little Doyle." Ji Ranchen didn't say, if it weren't for the loss of morality of the Son of Heaven, if it weren't for the robbery of the Shen family, a single cold hair of a door could protect her little apprentice to the airtight, why let her go to the painstaking management, step by step, and be bound by those harmful rules?

"Master, do you think I can write?" Fang Qingying was reluctant to let Ji Dye dust be too tired.

Ji Ranchen nodded: "Let the teacher see how much ability you have." ”

Fang Qingying sat down and glanced at Ji Yanchen.

Ji Ranchen began to say Zhu Youshu, looking at Fang Qingying's beautiful hairpin flower Xiaokai, one by one, he was proud of his strength.

Looking at her firm eyebrows and eyes, her heart was much more comfortable, she was afraid that she would suddenly die and know nothing, so she would tell the truth.

As everyone knows, Zhu Youshu, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, the Nine Needles of Huiyang, etc., which are inherited in the ancient secret arts, contain too many avenues that the world does not know at all, Yin and Yang, the five elements, and the four times These are the basic skills of entering the doctor.

"Master, do you still want to practice internal strength?" Fang Qingying asked suspiciously.

Ji Ranchen retracted his thoughts: "I wish you the talisman in the art, the communication ability of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, and the power of borrowing the heavens from the nine needles of Huiyang, you can't learn it without internal strength, this craft has to be learned by your stunned eldest brother, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve success without thirty or fifty years." ”

Fang Qingying: ......!!!

Master is absolutely right, and I can't refute it.

"Write them all down, wait for someone who is destined, accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and pass it on." Ji Ranchen raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead: "But you need a genius person, otherwise you don't have a teacher to dial it all the time, and if you learn crookedly, it will be all wasted." ”

Fang Qingying pursed the corners of her lips and asked tentatively, "Master, can I learn?" ”