At noon, the Dao Immortal of Qingshan Hall was meditating, and Chang'an woke up and slept for a whole day. When he opened it in the blink of an eye, his whole head was covered, and his whole body could not exert any strength.

She was lying on the bed and twisted uncomfortably, touching one of her chests, and her aching teeth were shaking. When I lifted the futon, I saw that I was only dressed in a single clothes, and the lower part of my neck and collarbone were covered by several pieces of white gauze, and I was tightly wrapped around it.

I'll go, what's going on.

Chang'an blinked and his brain was dull, it seemed like yesterday, he was finally beaten by the phantom demon yesterday, and she didn't remember what happened in the end when she entered the illusion.

It's as if I've fainted.

She slowly half-got up and wanted to get out of bed, but she didn't move twice, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead: "No, no, no, it hurts too much." ”

This slap is so ruthless, how much hatred and resentment does the phantom demon have with her to be so ruthless.

But in other words, he was injured for the sake of Qingshan Palace, and he didn't even have someone to take care of him, which was too unkind.

couldn't move, Chang'an had to move his body into the quilt again, and no one could sleep with a pair of bright eyes.

The date ended yesterday, and now the Dao Immortal of Qingshan Hall has begun to sit normally, listen to lectures and practice. In the morning, there was a faint sound of reading, and it was about to stop in half an hour, and then we went to the Zhongnian Pavilion to meditate.

Because Baiyun Temple was also attacked by zombies, many defenseless Taoist priests were injured, so there was no need to go back, in order to stabilize the three factions, Liu Yan sent someone to send some pills to Baiyun Temple early in the morning.

The master was tirelessly teaching the method of cultivation in the hall, and many Taoist immortals in the audience took the textbook and listened to it, all of them were wearing blue robes, their black hair was pulled up high, meticulous, and their faces were as expressionless as Liu Yanren. The family rules of the Qingshan Palace are notoriously rigorous, and the master's lectures abide by the rules and regulations, which is really boring, and everyone listens carefully with books to cover their faces and raise their spirits.

After listening to the lecture, the master took the books and left, and many disciples stood up and saluted, full of respect.

Then it was lunch time, Chu Mu walked at the end of a group of Dao immortals, and saw Liu Qingzhou take the master's lesson paper from the stage and was about to leave, many Dao immortals saluted him, and when the people in the hall were almost gone, he slowly raised his pace to keep up.

"Senior brother, senior brother. He walked on tiptoe, grinning.

Liu Qingzhou frowned slightly and said, "But what's the matter?"

Chu Muda strode down the stairs and said, "Senior brother and others will go to see Chang'an together, will you go?"

Liu Qingzhou thought for a while: "Master has been there in the morning, but the person hasn't woken up yet?"

"Just because you haven't woken up in the morning doesn't mean you haven't woken up now. Hearing that Liu Qingzhou did not directly refuse, there was a drama in his words, and Chu Mu hurriedly went up: "There is still a spiritual grass in the kitchen that my junior brother and I boiled for Chang'an in the middle of the night, and it should be cold now, and I will send it to the girl together when it will be hot, and when I talk about Zhu Xi, it is thanks to Chang'an who sacrificed himself to save him, even if it is all thanks?"

Liu Qingzhou lowered his eyebrows slightly, maybe he didn't sleep well today, and there was an extra strand of long hair under his earlobe, although he accidentally fell on it, there was a slight wave of waves, which added a bit of softness and charm to it, but it was a little less desireless.

Chu Mu looked straight, how many spring and autumn reincarnations a year, not to mention that his senior brother was not neatly dressed, and there was no trace of dirt on his body. Now your hair is messy, your face is a little haggard, tsk, you are much more rare than the sun rising in the west.

"Senior brother, if you don't speak, junior brother, I will take you as a default. Chu Mu said tentatively.

Liu Qingzhou's eyes drooped a little more, and he knew that this was a promise.

"Teacher, senior brother, ......" he stammered and wanted to ask, moving the corners of his mouth and not knowing how to speak.

Liu Qingzhou said lightly: "Go quickly, Master has something to find me." ”

"Okay, good, let's go. "Jumping down the ladder in three steps, the strange man with big steps, for fear that Liu Qingzhou will regret it.

The two passed side by side, and Chu Mu turned around and said, "Senior brother, what is the master looking for you for?"

Liu Qingzhou said: "The matter of the zombies in Zhuxi City. ”

"Zhu Xicheng, but for the sake of the phantom demon to restrain the senior brother?"

Liu Qingzhou nodded.

Chu Mu clapped his palms and said, "I knew that things weren't so simple, and sure enough." Anyway, Senior Brother, you are talented and intelligent, and your cultivation qi must be very positive, how can you be trapped in the illusion by the phantom demon so easily this time, and the even more strange thing is that the phantom demon actually knows how to restrain Senior Brother You have used the aura method to fight poison with poison, which is really insidious. ”

Thinking of yesterday's illusion, Liu Qingzhou's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he lost a lot of aura in an instant in the blink of an eye. The three of them seemed to be like meat on a knife board to be slaughtered. If Liu Qingzhou can't calm down and is confused by a group of monsters, the consequences are really terrible.

Liu Qingzhou said: "What the master said is that he suspects that there are people from the Yin Ghost faction in the Qingshan Palace. ”

Chu Mu was shocked, Qingshan Hall is a Dao Immortal, it is the nemesis of Yin Ghosts, don't say that when you are a spy, it takes a lot of effort just to come in. Besides, if he can do this kind of thing under the nose of his own master, if there are really people in the Yin Ghost faction, his cultivation must be not shallow.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the phantom demon can control the three of them in the illusion without blowing away, unless this phantom demon has been rebellious, and it is inconvenient for the people of the Qingshan Hall Dao Immortal Yin Ghost faction, who has practiced in the Qingshan Hall for a period of time and knows what Liu Qingzhou's cultivation path nemesis is.

"Master, what do you say about this?"

"To be seen. ”

It was the time to eat at noon, listening to the spit all morning, the meal was the simplest, and the Dao Immortal was also a human, so he was hungry early. The kitchen was more lively, and before I entered the door, I saw many disciples walking by, without the master and the master watching, it was rare for these strict Taoist immortals to gather around and chat.

Fu Qing'er was busy in the kitchen with an apron and her feet did not touch the ground.

She was chopping the picked cabbage, and Chu Mu came in from outside with a big smile and was about to go to the medicine stove to warm the medicine, when she saw Fu Qing'er who lowered her head and concentrated on cutting a stack of Chinese cabbage.

He rolled his eyes, pulled his senior brother over, and said with a smile: "Miss Qing'er, is this cooking?"

Fu Qing'er raised her head, stopped cutting cabbage, and said, "Hmm." ”

Seeing her shyness, her docile and delicate eyebrows and eyes were obediently tight. Chu Mu looked like it and quipped: "If you do so little, only give Chang'an alone, my senior brother and I are going to be sad." ”

Fu Qing'er covered her lips and smiled, and said: "Chu Mu Dao Immortal said that he laughed, Qing'er is clumsy, and his cooking skills are not good, I am afraid that he will not be able to enter the mouth of the two Dao Immortals, if the two of them want to eat, they can ask other Dao Immortals who specialize in cooking to do it." ”

Chu Mu said: "Where can this work, what those reckless men do, how can it be compared to what you did Miss Qing'er." ”

After getting along for a day, Fu Qing'er gradually got used to Chu Mu, who couldn't talk to each other, and her heart was like this, but she didn't have a few faces, and she was not as open as Chang'an. blushed slightly, lowered his eyebrows and concentrated on cutting cabbage.

The slender white and tender fingers are not much of a kitchen knife to hold, and they are soft and rigid, and they are more and more called Fu Qing'er's skin as white as snow, beautiful and clean.

Chu Mu looked sideways for a while, then looked away and said, "What's delicious about Chinese cabbage, what Chang'an needs for injury is something nutritious, and the more you eat this thing, the easier it is to become weak." ”

Fu Qing'er blushed and glanced at him, and said, "Otherwise, do you have anything else besides radishes, cabbage, and peppers?"

Fang Cai took advantage of the fact that other Dao immortals were busy eating and secretly rummaged through the backroom to pile up ingredients, although it was a little immoral, but the situation forced her to have no choice but to be cheeky. Flipping through my heart, there is nothing, except that green vegetables are green vegetables.

"I didn't ...... Nope. Chu Mu smiled and said, "Two days ago, I didn't send Chang'an two boxes of desserts to eat, and the portions were quite a lot. Why did this girl eat it up so quickly? ”

"No, Chang'an has been distributed to others. Put the cabbage in clean water and wash it at the end, and Fu Qing'er said casually.

Chu Mu glared at him, opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

It was because he had worked hard to get from the mountain down to the mountain and hide it in the house without being discovered. I just wanted to let the girl in Chang'an eat, but I didn't expect that the girl was all given to others, and I don't know if I left a piece to eat, it's really ......

"That's it, hehe, forget it. Chu Mu patted Liu Qingzhou's sleeve and said, "Go to Relingcao, and I'll send it to Chang'an with Miss Qing'er." ”

Fu Qing'er's movements are very neat, and the knife skills are not very fast, but fortunately, they are neat, cut the vegetables, put the ingredients, and then copy, the whole action is done in one go, and the side of the direct view is staggering.

After half an hour later, after each of them was busy with their work, Chu Mu carried a bowl of spiritual grass, and Fu Qing'er took two plates of side dishes and went to the Accord together.

Several people rushed to Buya and came over with food, and were feeding Chang'an in the house.

"Step cliffs. Fu Qing'er put the side dishes on the table, Chang'an looked up and pouted, and said, "It's cabbage and radish again, I'm also a patient, can you be kind to me." ”

Fu Qing'er said: "I want to too, but there is nothing in Qingshan Hall except radish and cabbage." ”

"I don't want to eat, and it's the same from Buya. She tugged at her head and pushed the radish soup that Bu had on the cliff in her hand.

Buya said helplessly: "Eat a little, wait for two days to get your body up, you can eat anything after going down the mountain, now make do with it, Chang'an is good." ”

"That one, Chang'an, since you don't want to eat, drink this spirit grass to help you recover from your injuries. Chu Mu smiled a little unnaturally.

"What taste, is it sweet, is it sour?" I don't know if it's the cause of a sickness, and her whole mouth has become picky.

"It's okay, you can taste it. ”

A few people were just talking, and there was a knock on the door outside the door, so they stood there and said to a few people in the room: "Lord Lingxi, Master and Elder Yan are here to look for you." ”

"Got it. Buya responded with a calm face, then put the soup in the bowl on the table next to him, and said softly to Chang'an: "Chang'an, I'll go first, if you don't want to eat this meal...... Reluctantly eat a little more, let Qing'er accompany you, and bear with me to try to let Elder Yan go back as quickly as possible. ”

Chang'an blinked and nodded.

Buya rubbed Chang'an's soft hair, smiling with a doting face.

After Buya left, Chang'an let out a long sigh and leaned on the bed and didn't want to move.