sinovels Chapter 56 Chapter 56
Chapter 56 Chapter 56
Xue Xunyi was in his arms, and almost had her big face pressed against his chest. Through the moonlight, she could only see her pale face and the looming magic lines on her side.
Fu Zisu hugged him tightly, looked at the two people in front of him, and said nothing.
"Zi Su?" Zhong Linian stepped forward to look at him worriedly, and said with distress, "I just came back from Uncle Shangwu, who is so skilled in medicine... You, you should take good care of yourself."
Regarding Xue Xun, she really couldn't see what this person's current position was.
Gu Hong also said: "The current Demon Dao is only dying, and the Demon Cult can't go back. You still have a lot of time..."
"Master has sealed the power of his body, so it can't hurt anyone," Fu Zisu said suddenly in a low and hoarse voice, "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I want to take him back to Qiubai Mountain, to a place where no one disturbs... place."
"But you..." Gu Hong wanted to continue to say something, but Zhong Linian beside him grabbed him and shook his head at him with wet eyes, "Brother, let them go."
Fu Zisu didn't say anything more, hugged Xue Xun, and left the forbidden area step by step, out of their sight.
The person in his arms seemed to move slightly. Xue Xun stretched out his hand and put it on Fu Zisu's back. Looking from a distance, it really looked like a gesture of trying to hug him. Then he heard a low and weak voice coming from his arms. It came: "... If the third elder, that stubborn old man, heard this, he might beat you half to death."
Fu Zisu paused slightly, "He won't hear it."
The man in his arms seemed to chuckle again, "That's right, if I knew this, I should have hit him with that palm back then. Now that I think about it, I feel a little sorry for the second elder."
"You have always been a heartless person." Fu Zisu hugged him and continued walking forward.
"If I'm a heartless person, what would it be if I'm holding you without a heart?" Xu Shi spoke in a hurry, the wind choked into his throat, and Xue Xun coughed a few times after he finished speaking.
Fu Zisu couldn't help but slow down a little.
Xue Xun was a little dissatisfied, "Madman, if you go like this, when will we get to Qiubai Mountain? Why can't we be as good as your little brother who can do things?"
Ning Shu?
Fu Zisu stopped and looked down at him.
Xue Xun choked, avoided his eyes, tilted his head and fell back again, he didn't know whether he was too sleepy or the man's embrace was too warm, he just fell asleep in a daze.
When he woke up, he had already returned to the small bamboo hut. The light outside was warm, which gave him the urge to fall asleep again.
Is it daytime?
"woke up."
Xue Xun tried his best to open his eyes. Maybe he had slept for a long time, but he was not used to it. When someone helped him up and blocked the light, he could see clearly who it was.
He glanced at Fu Zisu, then turned his eyes to the medicine bowl in his hand, frowned, and said with some resistance: "I don't want to drink this."
Fu Zisu brought the medicine bowl closer, and there was a slight elusive meaning in his voice, "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. Drinking it will always be beneficial."
"It's medicine and it's three-point poisonous, so I won't drink it," Xue Xun turned his face away, waited for a long time and saw that the man didn't move, then glanced at the medicine bowl he was holding, with a slightly complicated expression on his face, holding back The pungent smell took over the medicine bowl, "Don't forget to give me something sweet later, this medicine smells bitter."
Fu Zisu stared at him, "OK."
Seriously, you said that medicines are meant for patients, and patients are all patients, and you have to give them such bitter medicines, which is unreasonable no matter how you think about it.
Xue Xun resisted the urge to overturn the medicine bowl, reluctantly took a sip, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body, "It's so bitter, did your uncle add some medicine to it? What?"
"No," Fu Zisu reached out to sip the medicinal juice from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the medicine bowl that hadn't moved much, and said with a light smile, "There are still a few mouthfuls."
"Do you really want to drink it all?"
"Ah."
"I don't want to drink."
"Hey, bear with it and pass."
"..." Xue Xun suddenly became a little childish, and stared at him annoyedly for a while, but seeing that there was no response, he simply gritted his teeth and took a big sip in a muffled voice. He spat on Fu Zisu's face, and then handed over the bowl in disgust.
Fu Zisu glanced at the bottom of the bowl, but didn't reach out to take it, and said sincerely, "Ah Xun, I still have one more mouthful."
"..."
Xue Xun gave him a strange look, "Do you really want to finish drinking?"
"Ah."
Xue Xun suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, making it difficult for people to see what kind of light was shining in his eyes. After drinking that sip, he directly stretched out his arms to wrap around Fu Zisu's neck, and crossed for him as much as possible.
Fu Zisu sat by the bed, holding Xue Xun's waist carefully with one hand, for fear that he would accidentally fall down.
The bitter smell of medicine filled the space between the two of them, which really made people uncomfortable. Xue Xun looked at his slightly frowned brows, but smiled in a good mood, "You can just die bitterly." gone."
As he said that, he put his hands on Fu Zisu's shoulders instead, stood up from the bed with his strength, and stretched his muscles and bones a few times facing the sunny place, a sense of relaxation that he had never felt before pervaded his whole body.
Xue Xun turned around and saw that Fu Zisu was in a daze, so he couldn't help being amused, so he stepped forward and kicked him, "I am now a distinguished guest of your Kongdong Xianmen, and you, as the chief disciple of the Xianmen, should you treat me with respect? Is this distinguished guest obedient to everything?"
Fu Zisu came back to his senses, although he hesitated for a moment when he heard this, he still nodded obediently.
"That's it..." Xue Xun bent his fingers and tapped his chin a few times, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was thinking about something terrible. His action really made Fu Zisu tense up, for fear that Xue Xun would They put forward requests such as "leave Qiubai Mountain" and "return to the Demon Sect".
Xue Xun glanced at him, couldn't help being a little funny, but for some reason, his heart suddenly felt distressed, why is it that he looks so cautious now...
That's it.
"The fish you grilled last time was not bad, um... go and grill it for me again."
After the words fell, Xue Xun was obviously relieved to see him.
Fu Zisu stood up, walked in front of Xue Xun, straightened his clothes, and said, "You wait here, I..."
"No, I'll be with you."
The movements in Fu Zisu's hands paused, "Okay."
There is a small natural river behind the small bamboo house, and there are a few fish in it. When Xue Xun went down the mountain and passed by this place last time, he had the idea of eating, but at that time, the situation was urgent, and it was too late to escape, so there was nothing to worry about. eat fish.
Afterwards, he gave up his thoughts, unexpectedly, after a long detour, he still wanted to be eaten.
Although Qiubai Mountain is not high, there is still a cool breeze blowing through it. Fu Zisu picked out a thicker cloak for Xue Xun, and gave him some babbling instructions, until Xue Xun showed an impatient look before letting him go out. the door.After setting him aside, he rolled up his sleeves and started preparing the grilled fish.
Seeing Fu Zisu's skillful movements, Xue Xun suddenly felt as if he had passed away. He tightened his cloak and couldn't help but smile. Things, probably just roll your eyes and kick your legs, and you will faint from anger.
Fu Zisu had already handled the fish, and after taking a look at him, he turned around and picked up some firewood, ready to grill the fish.
At that moment, Xue Xun's mood suddenly became a little complicated. After all, he owed Fu Zisu a lot.
"Will it snow on Qiubai Mountain?" Xue Xun asked suddenly.
Fu Zisu paused in his hands, without raising his head, he said, "When you recover, I will take you to the Snow Mountain."
After the words fell, no one spoke again, only the crackling sound of burning branches.
Xue Xun hugged his knees with both hands, put his chin on it, and suddenly looked at the reflection in the water with some helplessness, "...will we wait until that day?"
In addition to drinking medicine every day, Xue Xun also felt that it was not so boring here, and occasionally saw a few small animals on the mountain.
At first Fu Zisu kept a close eye on people, fearing that he would be like the same as the previous few times, and ran away without paying attention, but Xue Xun was like that for several days, except for taking medicine every day, he was in a daze, and occasionally talked to him a few times. In a word, there is harmony between the two.
After a few days of silence, Gu Hong and Master Shangwu rushed over from the Kongdong Immortal Gate.
As soon as Gu Hong came, he asked Ning Shu's whereabouts.
Xue Xun glanced at him, then lowered his head again, and sat there sipping his grilled fish.
As if he didn't buy it.
The angry Gu Hong almost broke his self-cultivation and wanted to curse, but fortunately Fu Zisu stopped him in time.
"Brother."
Gu Hong glanced at him, then at Xue Xun, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked out.
Then Master Shangwu stepped forward and took Xue Xun's pulse, he didn't understand why he said 'hmm' a few times, and signaled Fu Zisu to go out together, he had something to say to him.
During the whole process, Xue Xun pretended not to hear him, and ate his fish with his head down there, and even made himself a cup of hot tea in the middle.
After the three of them walked out of the small bamboo hut, Master Shangwu said: "His pulse condition is very strange, there are traces of seals in his body, but I remember that when he took his pulse last time, the zhenqi in his body was clearly disordered. Very, looking at his current appearance, it really seems... like a flashback?"
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