"Big brother!"

Xie Lingjiang hurriedly pushed the door into the house, and immediately saw Ouyang Rong's slender figure walking out of the back room with a book, and her little face was pleasantly surprised.

Ouyang Rong said with a smile: "What's the hurry, why are you still frizzy." ”

"Senior brother, you ...... Are you alright? ”

Ouyang Rong glanced at the fine water droplets on Xie Lingjiang's white forehead, walked to the table, and poured a cup of herbal tea.

Xie Lingjiang bit his lip and walked around the calm tea-pouring young man twice, looking him up and down.

The short-haired young man who has been bedridden for many days without seeing the sun has a lot of fair skin, a lot of thinness, and a little sick and beautiful man's temperament, but his eyes are bright.

The spirit is very good, and he has recovered.

"Don't look at it, except for the backache, it's not a big deal."

"Waist ...... Backache? Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but chew on the words.

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"I fell and fell to my waist, but it's normal. However, speaking of which, the medical skills of the master of good guidance are still brilliant, and he is worthy of the name of the divine doctor. ”

He looked around and sighed.

Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ouyang Rong's self-reliant face, what did she react to.

"It is indeed a miracle doctor." Xie Lingjiang whispered.

Ouyang Rong handed the herbal tea to Xie Lingjiang and asked curiously:

"Little junior sister looked at me with these eyes, there are no injuries on my body, besides, don't you know what the situation is on my body, aren't you just by the couch these days.

"Also, where did you go in the morning, why didn't you see anyone when you woke up, you just came back, how do you know I'm awake?"

Xie Lingjiang hurriedly took the teacup, lowered his head and sipped it silently, and only answered one question in a low voice:

"It's the miracle doctor...... Senior brother woke up today. ”

Ouyang Rong nodded, sighed and said, "Master Shandao is so powerful, I used to talk to him a little louder, it seems that in the future, I will also have to be honored." ”

Xie Lingjiang was nervously holding the teacup in his hand, and at this moment he couldn't help but look at the senior brother who was making up his brain.

In fact, these days, she has been turned away by that strange-tempered crane Qiu Lao Dao, and she is not allowed to visit her senior brother at will.

And not only her, but also her father Xie Xun, Chong Xuzi's predecessors, and the idle family are also treated.

Crane Qiu said that he refused all visitors, and in this room of Sanhui Courtyard, only the beautiful girl was allowed to stay.

Xie Lingjiang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot outside, tossing and turning at night.

There are even some regrets that he easily gave up the sick bed of the senior brother, what if this old man is angry and bragging, it is better to try the next strategy of the head of the Xuzi Dao.

Until this morning, the second senior sister, who had been dragging her and her father's beautiful girl, left suddenly, and informed her before leaving that she had woken up, Xie Ling Jiang was relieved and kept coming.

Right now, seeing Ouyang Rong jumping around, Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt that everything was worth it, the anxiety and suffering of these days were worth it, even if it was ...... and lost to the beautiful girl in the matter of "asking a divine doctor to save people".

Xie Lingjiang was both grateful and bitter in his heart, and his emotions towards that beautiful girl became complicated for a while.

By the way, there's ...... Her strange act of leaving on her own initiative.

Xie Lingjiang wanted to speak and stopped: "Senior brother......"

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked, "When you entered the courtyard just now, did you notice any movement in the house?" ”

"Movement?" Xie Lingjiang looked around curiously, "No, what is Senior Brother talking about, aren't you in the house?" ”

"It's fine."

Ouyang Rong shook his head silently.

Just now he was watching the sword in the house, and it stands to reason that the aura should fluctuate a lot, the little junior sister suddenly broke in, and Ouyang Rong was also nervous for a moment at that time, and then hurriedly put away the "craftsman".

It stands to reason that as a junior sister of the Seventh Rank Qi Cultivator, she should be able to detect the corresponding movements, especially the surging aura fluctuations of the Ding Sword.

Before asking, Ouyang Rong thought that the little junior sister judged that he had woken up based on the fluctuation of the Ding Sword.

Reiki fluctuations are minimal...... Could it be that this is also a magical power of "craftsmanship"?

He looked down at the palm of his hand, and there was a Buddhist scripture with "craftsmanship" in his arms.

The look was thoughtful.

Presently.

"That, help me hold it."

Ouyang Rong casually stuffed the Buddhist scriptures into the arms of the little junior sister, dropped a sentence, and turned his head and walked out of the house.

Senior brother's words and deeds are often so inscrutable, Xie Lingjiang has long been used to it, and he can't guess him.

I didn't ask much at the moment, and when I saw him leave, I quickly followed suit.

"Senior brother, where are we going?"

"Go down."

"Oh, but brother, your hair, your hair, haven't been crowned yet." She reminded.

The short-haired young man who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around, and a little follower followed with a bookgirl, but for a moment, he didn't have time to brake.

With an "oops", the little junior sister crashed into the arms of the senior brother.

Her first reaction was not to blame someone for braking, but to blame herself in a panic, and her cheeks instantly flushed.

However, fortunately, the arm holding the book on his chest blocked it, otherwise it would be really shameless.

"Uh, I'm sorry."

Ouyang Rong didn't seem to think much about it, his face was calm, and his big hand directly took off the men's soap hat of the little junior sister dressed as a man in his arms, and covered his short-haired head.

Ouyang Rong was unceremonious.

Xie Lingjiang's eyes were stunned.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong was taller, and Xie Ling Jiang was shorter, so one lowered his head and the other raised his head, causing a picture of big eyes staring at him.

Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his hand and wiped the fragrant sweat on Xie Lingjiang's forehead with the sleeve of his forearm.

Xie Ling Jiang Jiao's body instantly tensed and froze, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

After carefully wiping her forehead sweat, Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, turned around and continued to go out, as if he was doing it with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Why are you stupid, let's go, why are you more tiger than before, I don't know how to wipe it when I sweat, by the way, I borrow the hat to wear, anyway, you have a crown."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Xie Lingjiang followed with a pretty face, replied mechanically in his mouth, and followed him out of the Sanhui Courtyard one after the other, she quietly turned her eyes and looked at the side face of the senior brother in front of her.

He looked as usual and strode forward.

"Let's go down the mountain now, don't you want to eat something?"

"Don't eat, I've been in a coma for so long, there are a lot of things to deal with down the mountain."

"Yes, my father is also waiting for us at the bottom of the mountain, the senior brother is awake, and my father must be happy."

"The teacher is here too."

"Well, Father cares about Senior Brother very much."

"Then, let's go see the teacher first." Ouyang Rong hesitated and sighed lightly:

"But these days when I was in a coma, what happened in Dragon City, tell me in detail on the way."

"Yes, big brother."

"And ...... These days, hard work for you. ”

Xie Lingjiang instantly had a sour nose.

Then went down the mountain, Xie Lingjiang held the Buddhist scriptures and told the recent Dragon City matters, and Ouyang Rong listened silently all the way.

However, occasionally, the little junior sister asked him about "backache", and he seemed to be very interested in this, Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned, but he also replied casually and truthfully.

The little girl bit her lip and frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ouyang Rong didn't have much time to guess the woman's thoughts, and there were some more important things to deal with at the moment.

When the two brothers and sisters rushed from Dagu Mountain to Luming Street, it was already close to noon.

Ouyang Rong was in the Merlin courtyard of Merlot Park and saw his mentor Xie Xun.

The master and apprentice shook their wrists and greeted each other.

Looking at the teacher who had pale sideburns but rushed to Longcheng to visit him, Ouyang Rong was moved.

"Has the teacher eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Xie Xun smiled: "I've been eating in the Su Mansion next door for the past few days, or let's go over now......"

"Not yet." Ouyang Rong suddenly interrupted: "Let's eat here, it's embarrassing to disturb others, the student's cooking skills are okay, the teacher and the little sister, you can taste it later." ”

At present, there are almost no servants in Merlot Garden, only a few old servants guarding the door, Ouyang Rong didn't say a word, went to the back kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and cooked himself.

Xie Xun couldn't help but look at the back of the resolute action of the young man who had recovered from the disease.

When the master and apprentice met, they had a surprising tacit understanding and did not immediately have a deep chat.

There is temptation, and there is attitude.

It's not polite and defensive, it's too unceremonious and too close.

Xie Lingjiang sweated a lot on the way back, and the sweat soaked the thin shirt with her back shaved, and she went back to Yilanxuan in Su Mansion to bathe and incense as soon as possible.

Ouyang Rong felt that his cooking skills were okay, and he had practiced it when he lived outside in his previous life.

Especially before, when they went to inspect the hydrological features of the upper and lower reaches of Butterfly Creek with Liu Ashan, they often cooked in the wild, but they also learned.

Ah Shan's cooking skills are very good, and he has a fight with his sister.

During the cooking, Ouyang Rong's face was slightly in a daze.

At one point, he suddenly looked back at the empty kitchen behind him.

The figure of a wooden man who often followed behind him was gone.

At the moment, Ah Qing and Liu's mother are not in Merlot Garden, I heard the little sister say that they moved back to their home on the outskirts of the city during this time, dealing with Ah Shan's funeral, and he was in a coma for many days and missed the main funeral......

Ouyang Rong turned his head, threw the firewood into the stove, "crackled", and stared at the beating flames in the furnace silently.

After a while, he rubbed his face several times, temporarily restraining his emotions.

As soon as he adjusted his expression, there was a movement of the little junior sister in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Xie Xun, who was looking down and contemplating, also looked up at this moment.

"Wanwan, you ......"

Seeing the figure of his daughter who walked into the courtyard from the Merlin path, he was also a little stunned.

Xie Xun couldn't help asking: "Why is your hair so loose and you don't have a crown, hey, why do you wear a skirt for the first time......"

Speaking of the back, as if thinking of something, the middle-aged Confucian paused, and looked sideways at his daughter.

"My hair is wet, it's not dry yet." Xie Lingjiang replied in a low voice with long black hair and shawl.

As soon as he finished bathing and incense, Xie Lingjiang sent the maid away, finished dressing, and immediately hugged a Buddhist scripture and returned to the courtyard of the senior brother.

"Where's the big brother?" Xie Lingjiang looked around and asked curiously, "He is cooking in the kitchen?" ”

Xie Xun nodded his head.

Xie Lingjiang immediately walked over: "My daughter is going to help." ”

"Wanwan, you can also cook?" Xie Xun was curious.

was glared at by the baby girl, the old father hurriedly shut up and nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, don't be impressed in three days, and also taste Wanwan's craftsmanship." ”

However, watching his daughter's wet hair and white dress walk into the kitchen with her head held high, he smiled dumbly.

What are you doing here to help, helping?

Xie Xun shook his forehead, a little headache.

Inside the kitchen.

"Senior brother, I'll come to Taomi!"

As soon as Xie Lingjiang entered the kitchen, she said seriously, she took it upon her to help.

Ouyang Rong wiped his hands, turned his head and asked, "You still have this?" ”

"Look down on me, I've already learned." She strained her face.

"Okay." Ouyang Rong gave way to the position of the stove.

The Xie girl has just finished bathing, and her skin is white and snowy in the flowers and neck, clean and beautiful, and does not cause dust.

She was wearing a moon-white dress on her delicate body, with a pretty waist, like a fairy descending to earth.

The long black lustrous hair is scattered casually on the shawl, compared with the heroic spirit of the past when he wore a crown, he has a little more fairy spirit at this moment.

At this moment, Xie Ling Jiang Qiaosheng passed by Ouyang Rong's side, and a few wisps of flower fragrance entered his nose.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and saw Xie Lingjiang's serious appearance of holding a book in both arms, and couldn't help laughing:

"Why are you still holding this sutra?"

Xie Ling Jiang Qiong's nose wrinkled: "Didn't Senior Brother let me hold it?" ”

"When you come back, just put it on the table in my study, forget it, it's so stupid, besides, don't you wonder why I brought a Buddhist scripture back?"

"Hmm, why?" She tilted her head.

"There is a flower in it, given by the Buddha," Ouyang Rong said solemnly, "Let me hand it over to you and wear it on my head." ”

He glanced at her long, wet hair.

"Huh~" Xie Lingjiang's expression was skeptical.

"Don't believe me? That closed eyes. He sighed.

Xie Lingjiang rolled his eyes, "Children only believe it, it's not closed, it's old-fashioned." ”

Ouyang Rong nodded, took out a slender red rope from his sleeve, and threw it behind her back in front of Xie Lingjiang.

"What are you doing?" Xie Lingjiang turned back vigilantly, but found that the red rope thrown was nowhere to be seen.

She looked around at the ground with a suspicious expression: "What about the rope?" ”

Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "Isn't it on your head." ”

Xie Lingjiang turned his head instantly, lifted the black hair on his shoulders and took a look, a beautiful hairpin was quietly sticking to her green silk.

This hairpin is a novel piece of light blue glass in the shape of an iris petal and a red string.

Her little face was full of surprise, "This, this is ......"

The legendary Ding Jian was casually thrown to her by the senior brother, temporarily used as a hairpin, and tied the green silk.

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "The Buddhist scriptures are lost, the flowers are given to the beauties, and the Buddha is useless." ”

Xie Lingjiang grabbed the glazed red rope hairpin on the suspended hair and used it to roll up all the black hair. She looked down at the face and green silk reflected in the water tank, only to feel that her cheeks were hot, and her red face was glutinous:

"Senior brother, you ...... You seem to have changed, you have changed. ”

"It's really different."

Ouyang Rong nodded, when he controlled the Ding Sword, the little junior sister didn't notice the aura fluctuations on his body in front of him, and the Ding Sword left the Buddhist scriptures in his arms, but he didn't notice it.

Xie Lingjiang had a sweet heart, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is it true?" ”

Ouyang Rong was very sure: "Really, it turns out that you also found out?" I've become stronger, and I can't see the shadow of my junior sister anymore. ”

"......" Xie Lingjiang.

Ouyang Rong suppressed the corners of his mouth, pretending not to see the little junior sister puffing out her cheeks and humming angrily, he kept a serious face, turned his head and continued to cook.

In a few hours, the meals are ready.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang's father and daughter sat in the courtyard and had lunch together.

(End of chapter)