[mouse cat] special way

Chapter 108

Bai Yutang woke up the day after Zhan Zhao was taken away, and then fell into a nightmare, talking nonsense all day long.

"I saw the cat. He was lying on a stone bed surrounded by ice. He told me that he was very cold and he was waiting for me." The young man leaning on the bedpost was still very thin. Energy cannot be replenished in a day, "Let go of me, I'm going to find him."

Ouyang Chun held Bai Yutang down, and Qingfeng quickly gave him the needle.But the tense muscles hindered the penetration of the needle, and Qingfeng sweated profusely: "Bai Yutang, relax! I'm treating you!"

"Do you need another bowl of calming soup for him?" Ouyang Chun looked at Mingyue who had been working hard these days.

Mingyue shook her head and said: "The dose is already too high, if you drink it again, you will be stupid! Don't! Don't knock him out, he is paralyzed, and you must be awake when the needle is administered."

After some treatment, several people were sweating profusely.After tossing like this until the evening, Xiaoyue Beixia, who was more energetic than ordinary people, couldn't hold it anymore. The three of them nestled in three corners of the tent, boiling medicine, resting their minds, and observing.

Suddenly, a soft groan came from the bed, and the three of them immediately surrounded them vigilantly, and Qingfeng even took out a silver needle.

"Hmm..." Bai Yutang grumbled, "The cat... hurts."

"Pain? Pain is a good thing! I finally feel pain!" Qingfeng happily put away the silver needle, felt his pulse again, and asked, "Bai Yutang, do you recognize who I am?"

Bai Yutang smiled softly: "Ha... the little ghost from the Medicine King Valley, the little ghost who caused the cat to quarrel with me, how could I not remember it."

"Who is the brat!" Mingyue brought the medicine bowl to his mouth, "Drink the medicine!"

"Brother Ouyang, I'm awake." Bai Yutang slowly drank a bowl of tonic, still looking tired, but his eyes were much clearer than before, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What nonsense?" Ouyang Chun wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, Bai Yutang finally woke up, and finally had good news, "You need to get well soon, so that you can live up to my hard work."

Bai Yutang nodded and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, old brother, I, Bai Yutang, can't control this mouth, just send me some food." Although he was smiling happily, there were tears in his eyes.

Ouyang Chun's expression was gloomy, and he sighed, "You were a little conscious before, Zhan Zhao, he...he, he was taken away."

Bai Yutang sneered: "Of course I remember, I will make everyone who hurt him pay a heavy price!" His body was still too weak, and he fell into a daze after only a few gossips.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chun helped him to lie down: "Fifth Brother will take care of you at ease, and Brother Zhan is still waiting for you."

Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Bai Yutang is fine, and we can now be worthy of Master."

In the nearby tent, Shang Fengyue also drank the decoction with a sullen expression under the service of his apprentice.Yin Shanhuo saw his master frowning slightly, he wanted to persuade him, but he was worried that it would aggravate the master's worry and make him hurt more, so he had to move to the master's side to massage his forehead.

"Shanhuo, do you know why my teacher beat you before?" Shang Fengyue closed her eyes, her voice was as weak as thunder, and Yin Shanhuo quickly stopped her hands, kneeling on the ground without daring to say a word.

"Get up and talk, the teacher will not want you, get up."

"Master..." Yin Shanhuo's nose turned sore and he almost burst into tears. He stood up slowly, "Master, this disciple is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Shang Fengyue asked slowly.

"Disciple, disciple should not have concealed Zhandi's injury from Master, should not have overestimated..."

"Yin Shanhuo," Shang Fengyue opened his eyes, and calmly looked at the tall apprentice in front of him, "Do you know what I'm asking?"

"I...I..." Yin Shanhuo lowered his head, not daring to look into Master's eyes at all. He raised his head after a long while, the light and shadow in his eyes were mottled, "I also complained about Master before. The disciple was obviously the first to start and followed Master's eyes. Why is the disciple who has been with me the longest, not the eldest disciple of the master? Does the master not want me? For this reason, the second senior brother thought that the disciples were jealous of them, jealous that although they traveled thousands of miles from home to learn from their masters, there were still people waiting for them at home Parents and relatives."

Shang Fengyue's expression softened a little, he slowly stretched out a hand, and supported his disciple's hand to sit up.

"But I know that even with the breeze and the bright moon, Master still loves me the most." Yin Shanhuo smiled, and he took a pillow and put it behind Shang Fengyue, "Teacher, this disciple was born without a father and no father." Mother, it was Master who raised me, Master's kindness to Shanhuo, Shanhuo will never end in this lifetime."

"You don't need to repay me as a teacher." Shang Fengyue sighed.

"Master, your position in Shanhuo's heart is unrivaled, and I will never allow anyone to hurt you." Yin Shanhuo knelt down again, holding Shang Fengyue's hand and weeping softly, "We... together Jiu, can you not be so cruel, don't hurt yourself! I... I can't live without you. "

"As a teacher, I didn't hurt myself." Shang Fengyue said calmly, "As a disciple, you should understand Master's decision..."

"I don't want to be a disciple forever!" Yin Shanhuo raised his head fiercely, and there seemed to be flames burning in his red eyes, "You know what I want, don't you! You know, I envy you! I adore you More than anything in this world! I want to be with you as a partner!"

Shang Fengyue looked at him sadly, watching the child she brought up kneeling there, uttering words that are not tolerated by heaven and earth.

The master didn't let go of his hand, which made Yin Shanhuo very happy. He simply abandoned his past worries and confided his heart: "I know that you also planted the vine of giving up the heart, and you were seriously injured because of it. The one that made you The person who is generous is the King of Xiangyang. He hurt you like that, and you still care about him, even his son. You, why don’t you love yourself so much! After 20 years of recuperation, this injury is about to heal, I don’t care Let them hurt you again, never!"

"Okay, let's put away those unreasonable assumptions." Shang Fengyue interrupted him calmly, "I didn't need to explain to you... just, it's okay to say it to you. Back then, my sister was killed in the fire. Seriously injured, I planted vines to save her. It's a pity that I went too late, and the Shexin Vine could not save her from dying... If Zhao Jue hadn't forced out the Shexin Vine, I would have been consumed by it to death."

"It's impossible, it's impossible..." Yin Shanhuo was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and hugged Master's knees, weeping in a low voice, "I will protect you, Master, Master... Master, Father?!" A small The golden needle appeared between his eyebrows, and instantly froze his body, even his tongue is now froze.

"As for your knot...it's your teacher's fault..." The sickly medical fairy smiled bitterly, and gently stroked the top of the apprentice's head, "Since you are a master and apprentice, you will always be a master and apprentice, only That's all." The plain hand slid across, and the kneeling person also fell to the ground slowly.

Shang Fengyue got off the bed in draped clothes, dragged the unconscious apprentice to the soft couch, flipped his hands, and pierced the acupuncture points on Yin Shanhuo's head with a few gold needles. Feel more comfortable? Don't be afraid, 'Wangyou' will not erase your memory, it will only take away your sorrow. Go to sleep, when you wake up, the emotions that shouldn't exist will dissipate, you... still He will be my most beloved disciple."

Shang Fengyue tucked up the quilt for her disciple, turned around and left the tent.He took a deep breath and let it out slowly: it was his fault for failing to detect his apprentice's mind in time.He only hoped that the sharp sword would kill Nie Yuan, and that there would be a suitable person by his side when he left.The Immortal Doctor looked back at the big tent, and smiled self-deprecatingly, why bother to deceive himself, since he was alone from the very beginning: when one comes, one will leave.

"Master...Father...don't...don't...go..." The sleepy man struggled to murmur a few words, a tear slowly slipped out of the corner of his eye.