Lin Zhi sifted through the prayer posts and letters, and together with Qi He, put the Ice Jade Lotus in the place they had prepared a long time ago.

The next thing is to wait, and it won't be them who are in a hurry.

There should have been a lively celebration banquet in Qi He's winning courtyard, but for various reasons, this small gathering could not be realized.

The matter of the Seven Star Gate is not over yet, even if the treasure is not stolen, but the traitor has not yet been found, Qu Ziheng follows the Yunxu Daoist to deal with things, so he can't come.

Yan Yixuan's senior brother probably knew that it was not peaceful, so he also detained Yan Yixuan by his side to prevent her from having an accident.

The two most noisy people couldn't come, and the atmosphere was inevitably almost regrettable, so Lin Zhi simply postponed the feast.

Of course, even if the banquet is postponed, Qi He will still be rewarded.

Lin Zhi did not hesitate to praise words, he was indeed very satisfied.

"Master has praised me falsely, and I still have many shortcomings."

Qi He had already changed his clothes, his right hand was placed in front of him, but he raised his glass with his left hand.

"Is your right hand badly injured?"

Lin Zhi frowned slightly unconsciously, and his eyes fell on Qi He's right shoulder.

He remembered that Qi He's injury was on his right shoulder downward, and when he came back, he didn't notice anything unusual, and thought it was okay.

Although he knew that Qi He would sometimes pretend to be unbearable to make him soften, many times the situation was indeed very serious, but Qi He could endure and pretend that he couldn't, not that the injury was very light.

Learning martial arts is not a smooth road, even if it is Qi He, who is talented and has taken medicine, it is not achieved overnight, when he was learning light martial arts with Bai Wuqiu, once he was seriously injured, but he just talked to him normally, or Bai Wuqiu asked him to persuade Qi He to rest.

At that time, Qi He told him that he knew that he had a lot of things to do, so he didn't want to disturb him more because of this matter and make him worry and worry.

Qi He's caution has always been mixed in his true heart, and Lin Zhi is soft-hearted towards him, so he doesn't care if he is fooled or not.

"It's already bandaged, it's fine, don't worry, Master."

As if to confirm his words, Qi He also specially used his right hand to pick up vegetables, but his movements were slightly more unnatural than in the past.

"Master, this fish is moderately sweet and sour, you can taste it, maybe you can eat more appetizers."

After the mandarin fish was changed to a knife, it was wrapped in batter and fried, drizzled with a layer of sweet and sour juice, the entrance was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, Qi He was about to clip it to Lin Weaving, and his hand was pressed.

"Congratulations on your victory today, why should you take care of me, eat more if you like."

Lin Zhi put a piece of it in a bowl for Qi He and asked him to eat it well.

Qi He responded, picked up the fish in the bowl and tasted it carefully, it was obviously the same dish, and the taste was even better.

He has liked to eat fish since he was a child, but he has not shown anything special in front of the master.

After he couldn't see, he became troublesome in many things, and there were some things that he couldn't deal with even if he grew up and became higher in martial arts, such as picking fish bones.

There is too little meat on the fish belly, he is embarrassed to always stretch out his chopsticks, and he doesn't dare to clip more at a time, and if he can't see the thorns, it is not easy to use chopsticks, and it is inevitably indecent to use his mouth, so sometimes he won't even pay attention to the fish on the table.

But Qi He didn't know when the master found out that he liked to eat fish, he only knew that one day the fish on the table was either crispy and fried with this kind of spines, or it was a type with few spines or large spines, and the master would specially let him eat more, and occasionally there would be fish fillet porridge and fish ball soup made in a different way.

Master couldn't finish saying how good he was to him on the surface, and the proper care of these subtleties was not enough for him to say thank you no matter how many times.

In the past, these emotions were only love and gratitude, but they turned into greedy thoughts, which eroded reason again and again.

The tip of his tongue touched the tender fish, and he didn't have to chew much, the plump and plump fish meat was sipped, and Qi He's Adam's apple slid up and down due to swallowing, satisfied but not satisfied, he was more eager to eat something else than his favorite food.

What kind of way should I 'offend' Master, Qi He was eating with Master with a smile on his face, while imagining in his mind the plan he kept overthrowing.

It has to be thorough and well-timed.

"Hey, it looks like I came just in time for you to eat."

A familiar voice sounded from the roof, causing Lin Zhi to look up.

The slightly sloppy white-bearded old man in shabby clothes sat on the top with wine in his arms, and his hands landed nimbly in the courtyard.

"I heard that you have become the leader of this martial arts competition, Xiao Lao'er came to celebrate you, plus the matter of Qinhe Valley, I have to come to thank you, and I specially brought a bottle of good fruit brew to you."

Bai Wuqiu sat down naturally, but when it was said to be a gift, he poured himself a cup first.

"It's really delicious, but it's still lighter," Bai Wuqiu smashed his mouth, put the gift he brought to Lin Weaving, rubbed his hands and said, "Can you add a pair of dishes and chopsticks?" ”

He has always been such a slippery character, Lin Zhi asked his subordinates to bring the dishes and chopsticks.

Bai Wuqiu also brought a stack of peanuts to drink, and he ate it with relish.

Qi He poured a cup of fruit brew, the taste was long and sweet, this is the taste that Lin Zhi would like, Qi He immediately poured a cup for the master to taste.

It didn't take long for Bai Wuqiu to show his true intentions, and he smiled and said, "I have drunk all the kind of liquor you gave me in the past, can you give me another jar?" ”

Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Yes, what do you exchange for?" ”

He knew that Bai Wuqiu would not come to the door without incident, and he was afraid that the wine left for him had already been drunk by him, and now he found a good time to ask for it again.

"Isn't this too obvious, you are your apprentice's master, I am your apprentice's teacher, do you look at this relationship face, give another pot? Otherwise, a small bottle will do, and I don't know where you got that wine, so give me some more. ”

Bai Wuqiu stretched out two fingers and gestured hard, his eyes full of longing.

Lin Weaving: "If you promise to help me do something, I'll give you an altar." ”

"Okay! Then bring it to me first so that I can relieve my cravings, and I can't drink itchy. ”

Bai Wuqiu said yes and didn't ask what was going on at all.

Lin Zhi asked people to go to the treasury to get wine, and while drinking Bai Wuqiu, he asked about the war between good and evil fifty years ago.

Bai Wuqiu slurred his words and had a reply, and when it was dark, the wine brought by Bai Wuqiu had been drunk by Qi He and Lin Weaving unconsciously.

The stamina of the wine surged, he seemed to be a little drunk, Qi He rubbed the corners of his forehead, used his internal force to speed up the speed of the wine in his body, and listened to the sound of Bai Wuqiu already drunk and asleep and snoring, and helped Lin Zhi beside him up.

"Master, let's go into the house."

Lin Zhi pinched his eyebrows in reply, but did not move forward, but leaned into Qi He's arms.

Qi He held Lin Zhi's waist, faintly incredulous, and said with some uncertainty: "Master, aren't you leaving?" ”

"Let's go, it's hot."

Lin Zhi's face was red, his hand grabbed Qi He's placket, and the sleeves of his shirt slipped down, revealing a white and slender wrist.

Qi He was sure that the master was drunk, and the master on weekdays would not talk to him like this at all.

This sentence describing the weather or his state is not an urge, but soft, like a complaint between lovers, as if completely soaked in honey and even constantly dripping sweetness.

And the actions of the master in his arms made him even more sure that the master was drunk.

The young man was not at ease, as if he was annoyed by drunkenness and heat, and was pulling his clothes impatiently.

Qi He's head was a little dizzy because of the wine, and he didn't know what time it was, and he carried the master back to the room with very fast steps.

There was no ice basin in the house, and the temperature was not much different from outside.

Qi He couldn't see it, he could only hear the sound of his clothes falling to the ground, and he was a little anxious clenching his fingers but didn't know what to do.

"Master, I'll go get you water, don't catch a cold......

Qi He wanted to stop Lin Weaving's movements, but he met a warm hand.

The place where he held down was Lin Zhi's shoulder, and there was no obstruction.

If he could see it, he would have noticed that Lin Weaving's placket was already loose in the tearing.

The beauty is covered with green silk and is lazy.

Lin Zhi felt the coolness and sighed comfortably, he didn't reach out to find the source of the coolness, but rubbed his hot cheek against his side in this position.

Qi He froze and couldn't move, only feeling that it was burning together, and he was worried that his body temperature would become high, so that the master would no longer touch it.

A few moments later, Qi He's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand slightly.

The young man's cool fingers wandered, winning the hearts of the beauties, and getting a few soft sounds with drunken intoxication from his nasal cavity.

This seems to be some kind of indulgence and promise, Qi He heard his more and more noisy heartbeat, but his mind seemed to be more and more sober, and his fingers no longer trembled lightly but became more and more calm.

The strength of the fingertips was neither light nor heavy, the master was drunk, he thought, the master had never been so out of shape, softer than the unguarded appearance in the past.

Those uncontrollable longings clamor overturned the thoughtful plan that had been thinking about it for a long time, those hesitations and considerations were about to outweigh the fervent covetousness.

If he is discovered, how will the master treat him, angrily scolding him for severing relations with him, or will he think about his pitiful and helpless endurance, and what kind of attitude will he have when he endures?

Shouldn't...... No...... At this time...... After repeated games and deliberations of thoughts, Qi He was like facing a confused apprentice, obediently seeking answers from his master.

"Master, what do you think I should do?"

His breath was close to the youth, and his gray eyes were full of deep longing.

At this moment, Qi He suddenly remembered the sound of the clothes he heard falling to the ground before he stopped it, and the master's shirt was clearly still on his body.

The mind seemed to be burned by the fire, and the tongue of fire burned every inch of the heart.

The young man's voice was hoarse: "Thank you Master for teaching me." ”

Although Qi He was blind, he clearly knew where his master's lips were born.

Chapter 188: A Gu Master Who Cultivated a Young Hero

The youth and clumsiness of young people lie in the fact that there is no discipline, only sincerity.

The summer night wind blew in through the half-propped windows, and it couldn't dissipate the thick heat of the house.

Qi He has always been a stubborn and patient person, everything must be done until the goal is achieved, when the family has not suffered an accident in his childhood, he can swing a knife without shouting tired, and after the accident, he gets up before dawn to practice martial arts, every day.

Therefore, it is not difficult for him to make Master open his lips, and he is always patient.

The beauty lips are red and soft, as if they contain honey.

In the fragrant fragrance of the fruit brew, Qi He smelled the familiar sweet fragrance coming from the master.

Even though the hand holding the side of the bed was bulging with green tendons on the back of his hand because of his best restraint, Qi He's movements were still unhurried and slow.

It's not that he's afraid of waking up the drunken master, but he doesn't want to leave the master with a bad feeling, not to mention that he doesn't like to rush in.

He waited so long and endured for so long, not for catharsis, but to taste.

The master, who was already in a bitter summer, probably couldn't bear his entanglement, so he was a little refusal.

However, this kind of rejection is no less than Ying He, Qi He greedily clasped the master's hand and shook it with him.