There was no surprise about her escape, but they knew a lot about each other, and their hearts sank a lot.

"She's not lightly injured, and she shouldn't be able to mess around for a while. ”

Qingzi nodded, but her face was still not good-looking.

Suddenly, she looked at Ci Yuehua and asked, "Master, have you ever had a particularly good relationship with a friend who is on par with a Taoist couple, or some mortal enemy?"

When Ci Yuehua heard this, she really thought about it carefully, and replied very seriously: "I have always been clean and self-conscious, there will be no friends who have a deep relationship, let alone a female friend, there are enemies, it shouldn't be to the point of being a mortal enemy!"

In the latter sentence, he said something a little lacking in confidence, and then said: "I don't remember a female enemy who has died." ”

Qingzi wondered, "Then how does she know you so well?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill on her neck, and then she realized that she had said the wrong thing, so she immediately corrected it.

"No, I mean, then how can she think she knows your old man, you are selfless and open. ”

Ci Yuehua glanced at her, turned around and left, and didn't hug her.

When he can fool the past with a casual word?

Qingzi tugged at the corners of her mouth behind her, and then staggered forward with her short legs and small steps.

The small body of more than a year old, the bones are still too soft, and they can't support him to go far.

I felt a stumbling moment, and I was about to have a close contact with the ground, and the next moment my collar was tightened, and I was directly lifted up.

After falling into his arms, he heard the other party scolding unhappily, "It's really stupid!"

Qingzi could only lie aggrievedly in Ci Yuehua's arms, and silently sneered in her heart: "People are just children!"

Now they don't need to do anything more, the Wang family is destroyed, and Mrs. Wang is left to escape death.

When she found her, she was still frightened, it seemed that she was greatly frightened, and she came back to her senses when she saw Ci Yuehua.

Even if the ghost had forgiven the other party, Ci Yuehua didn't have a good impression when she saw Mrs. Wang, she only told her about the situation in the palace, and then gave her a copy of the "Dizang Sutra", and said expressionlessly: "If you want to live in peace in the future, eat fasting and chant Buddha, accumulate yin virtue for the other party, and you can't stop for the rest of your life, otherwise, the sin will not be eliminated, even if she doesn't look for you anymore, you won't be able to escape punishment after a hundred years!"

Qingzi looked at the other party such a serious bluff, the old lady has already disappeared, where can she still have the ability to settle accounts with her.

However, such people also deserve to be rectified like this!

Mrs. Wang didn't know what Qingzi was thinking, she turned out to be "Dizang Sutra", as if she had obtained a treasure, precious and important, and then bowed to Ci Yuehua, and when she looked up again, there was no longer that figure in front of her.

Green mountains and green waters, unique scenery.

Qingzi was still held in her arms by Ci Yuehua, holding her net bottle in her hand, and her originally disgusted gaze had turned into excitement and curiosity.

"Master, tell me the origin of this pure bottle. ”

Ci Yuehua glanced at the net bottle, and a smile appeared in her eyes, "I have to say, your luck is really good, this kind of secret treasure can be subdued by you." ”

"Secret treasure?" Qingzi looked at Ci Yuehua with sparkling eyes, expecting the other party to popularize knowledge for herself.

Ci Yuehua nodded, "In this world, there are not only divine martial arts, but also hidden treasures, almost no one knows their origins, and even some, they may not recognize the treasures when they appear in front of them, and this pure bottle is one of them." ”

"How did the master know?"

"I've also been fortunate enough to see it in Buddhist scriptures. The origin of the net bottle is unknown, only known as a Buddhist holy relic, the capacity of which is infinite, and this is a treasure that integrates attack and defense, and the bottle body is the main defense. The willow branch inserted in the bottle is the branch on the body of the Hongmeng Divine Tree that connected heaven and earth in the Hongmeng era, and it has a strong attack ability. ”

Then Ci Yuehua looked at Qingzi and said: "This kind of secret treasure is hard to find, and it is your chance to get it." I don't know much about what it can be used for, and you'll have to explore the rest yourself. ”

Qingzi looked at the net bottle in his hand in surprise, but he didn't expect it to be so extraordinary.

"The net bottle is a collection of the purest spiritual power in the world, and it is very useful to improve cultivation and purify spiritual power, and it has a good effect on those corpses, diseases and even demons. ”

Qingzi nodded clearly, no wonder he was able to clean up nearly a hundred corpse puppets so quickly.

"I see that it seems to have given birth to some spiritual sense, and it is a little inappropriate to call it so clean, so why don't you give it a name?"

Qingzi: ......

Don't call her such a thing, okay? You know, she didn't have the slightest effort to choose a name......

The top ten Mu Qingjians were all obtained by him, and now he actually named her? hehe......

Qingzi glanced at Ci Yuehua meaningfully, "Do you really want me to name it?"

"What? Naming one's own Shenwu is the most basic thing. ”

Hehe......

What do you want to take?vase?white vase?

Looking at the elegant line of the bottle, she could really only come up with these two words.

Qingzi directly hugged Ci Yuehua's neck, rubbed his head under his earlobe, and said coquettishly: "Master, you can help me choose it, I won't choose a name." ”

Ci Yuehua's body stiffened slightly, pushing her head away, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.

"I can't even choose a name, go back and read more books after my body recovers!"

"Oh, Master, you can help me give it a name first!" Qingzi raised the net bottle in his hand in front of Ci Yuehua.

Ci Yuehua looked at the net bottle and groaned slightly, and slowly spoke: "The Buddha studies a crossing word, and it itself also has the meaning of purifying all filth, so it is better to call it a crossing of the dust!"

Qingzi turned his eyes when he heard this, and looked at Ci Yuehua: "Master's golden bowl is called Du'e, and the disciple's net bottle is called Duchen, they are all Buddhas, is that our Shenwu a pair?"

Originally, Ci Yuehua didn't think of this, but when Qingzi said this, he suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, he really forgot about this.

And when he heard the words that came out of Qingzi's mouth, he always had a strange feeling in his heart, as if something that had been suppressed by himself before was beginning to revive again, which made him panic for a while.

He pretended to be displeased, and scolded with a calm face: "If you don't cultivate well on weekdays, you pay so much attention to these messy things, and don't put your mind on cultivation, are you itching?"

The corners of Qingzi's mouth were pressed, and it became an inverted arc, and she put Duchen away listlessly, and lay on Ci Yuehua's shoulder and stopped talking.

Feeling his apprentice's displeasure, he didn't say anything, just hugged her like that, and disappeared into the green mountains and green waters at a speed that seemed to be slow but was actually very fast.

He needed to take his apprentice to Yancheng, which was the boundary of the Hanging Pot Cave in the base camp of the Medicine Sect.

There are more famous pharmacists there, and you may be able to check out Qingzi's physical problems.

Along the way to the mountains and rivers, when you encounter the town, you will have a good rest and wash, if it is a wilderness, you will eat and sleep in the open air, no matter which one is interesting.

This time, the two of them did not find the town or the barren mountains, and Xu was lucky, and what appeared in front of them was a simple small courtyard.

Inevitably annoying the people abruptly, Qingzi stood outside the gate made of fences and shouted: "Is there anyone? We are monks from Kunlun Mountain, and we want to spend the night here, I don't know if it's convenient?"

However, he didn't wait for a response, Qingzi shouted again, but still didn't respond.

The two glanced at each other, but pushed the door and walked in, and when they entered the gate, there were small vegetable gardens on both sides, and although there were not many vegetables grown in them, they were complete.

In the middle, a yellow mud path leads directly to the small grass house.

The house was not locked, Ci Yuehua gently pushed open the door, and the scene inside was clear at a glance, and there was no one.

Looking at the already darkening sky, the two of them did not have any extra entanglement, the owner of the house must have gone out and not returned, and they did not want to leave, so they sat there upright, did not move anything, and wanted to wait until the owner came back to ask for some advice.

However, when it was dark, no one returned, but there was thunder, presumably to the rhythm of rain.

Qingzi's stomach gurgled, she looked at Ci Yuehua with her eyes, and said to Ci Yuehua in a milky voice, "Master, I'm hungry~"

Ci Yuehua looked out of the door again, there was no sign that no one was coming back, and seeing the poor appearance of the little apprentice being hungry, he sighed lightly and rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stove room.

Qingzi's eyes instantly became bright, he hadn't eaten the food made by his master for a long time, he had only eaten his pastries, and he didn't know if he would cook other meals.

Ci Yuehua searched around there, found the rice jar, took a bowl of rice out and washed it, and then put it in the pot, ready to cook a bowl of porridge for his apprentice to drink.

Then he went to the yard to pick a handful of green vegetables, ready to simply fry a green vegetables to deal with it, as soon as it was dark, the apprentice was already hungry, and it was the right thing to fill his stomach and go to bed early.

Qingzi was placed on a small cushion, one hand supported her chin and looked at the busy handsome figure, and secretly said in her heart: If the master makes it undelicious for a while, he can't say it, and he has to make a delicious appearance, and he can't discourage his master's enthusiasm.

After all, in the memory of her two lifetimes, her fairy-like master had never made anything edible except for making that chrysanthemum core plum blossom cake.

Not long after, smelling the fragrance in the air, Qingzi couldn't help blinking, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and then sniffed it again.

She should be hungry and faint, it should be like this!

Knowing that the porridge side dishes were served on the table, this time she didn't wait for Ci Yuehua to feed her first, but couldn't wait to stretch out her chopsticks and dip the porridge in the bowl into her mouth and taste it, and her hands trembled a little in an instant.

"Master, did you learn this porridge from Senior Sister He?"

The smile on Qingzi's face was a little ugly, and she didn't realize the tremor in her voice, her eyes were staring at Ci Yuehua's handsome face in the candlelight, and her eyes were pleading.

Give me an affirmative answer, please!

When Ci Yuehua heard her ask, she suddenly thought of something, lowered her eyes, and then hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, and did not answer, but only asked: "What?

Qingzi didn't let go of this question, and asked without giving up: "Do you tell me?"

Ci Yuehua was silent and chuckled, "Cooking porridge still needs to be learned from others, so isn't my master extremely useless?"

Qingzi choked up a few times in her throat, and couldn't help but flow crystal liquid from her eyes, she asked the other party in a dumb voice, "So, when I first entered the mountain gate, was it the porridge you cooked for me?"

Ci Yuehua nodded, not caring much, "It's just a bowl of porridge, I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly." ”

The other party pretended to be a relaxed joke, but Qingzi listened to it in his heart, but it was like a knife cut, just a bowl of porridge? No, it was more than a bowl of porridge!

Like the chrysanthemum core plum blossom cake, this bowl of porridge carries how much resentment and unwillingness it has!

In this life, he did only cook two bowls of porridge for himself, but in his previous life, I don't know how many times, this memorable porridge has become the only warmth in his cold!

It's funny that she didn't know that the person who cooked this bowl of porridge was the person she hated the most when she drank it!

And what makes her even more cold is that she has always thought that this bowl of porridge was made for her by her senior sister, and she has always wishfully thought that her senior sister was kind to her and gave her to drink, and it was also in her previous life and in this life.

And the other party doesn't seem to have refuted it.

No, she retorted, and remembered the other party's blank and ignorant eyes when she thanked her, but if it was just this life, she wouldn't think much about it, but what about the previous life?

She never confessed to herself!

Even when she expressed her indescribable hatred for her master in front of her, she just looked at herself quietly, never refuted, let alone told herself the truth!

Qingzi didn't understand why this was the case, and suddenly she chuckled in her heart, but she didn't dare to think about it deeply, just take a look at it, maybe ......

At this moment, Qingzi looked at Ci Yuehua's gaze and felt even more guilty, she didn't know anything, she accepted the other party's good with peace of mind, but blindly married this improvement to someone else!

As Lingmi Porridge was pulled out of the truth, Qingzi's heart sank, and she whispered as if muttering to herself, "So, every time I get injured, it's also the medicine you helped me with, right?"

Ci Yuehua didn't understand why she was so lost, but I have to say that his heart was a lot more relaxed, and after all, his efforts were not unknown!

But when it came to healing, he was embarrassed again, "This ...... At first, I thought you were a man, so I took it upon myself to drug you, alas, who knows...... I didn't mean to offend. ”

Qingzi shook her head very quickly, she turned around and hugged Ci Yuehua's neck tightly, and all the hot tears slipped into the other party's collar, burning Ci Yuehua's skin and making her heart even more painful.

Two years ago, after injuring Qingzi, he actually blamed himself, but he couldn't show it, after all, the other party's unwillingness to be his disciple was obvious, and he couldn't pull his face to say anything good or coax her.

After Qingzi took the ointment, he took out another box of ointment and sat there waiting for her to come back and rub it on her.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he still couldn't wait for anyone to come back.

Ci Yuehua knew that the other party was still angry with him, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

This child is really tough, and his wound will inevitably become infected if he does not use medicine.

Hum!

Is it difficult for him to take the initiative to find him and give her medicine?

It's really unbelievable!

Although I really want to leave it alone, after all, it is my own disciple, and no matter how stubborn it is, I can't really ignore it.