[Comprehensive martial arts] I heard that you want to draw cards

Liang Sanyuan said he wanted to pack his things, but in fact what he took was just a small package containing a few changes of clothes.

If it is said that among the benefits brought by time travel, apart from the system mall that has everything you need, what he likes the most is the storage function that comes with the system.

Unlimited space, always fresh, easy to take, cheap rent, it can be said to be a must for home travel.

It's just that it's strange not to take a package when going out. Liang Sanyuan took two pieces of clothes and stuffed them into the package for a show. Most of the remaining luggage and money were thrown into the system storage space for safety reasons.

He returned to the inn not so much to come back to get things, but to take out the things on his body.

Covering Ximen Chuuxue's sight with his body, Liang Sanyuan stretched his hand into the luggage bag, and chose a kind of ointment with the help of the system. When he took his hands out of the luggage again, there was already something in his palm.

Unlike traditional Chinese medicinal materials that exude a heavy and strong smell, the ointment produced by the system mall only has a faint herbal smell, which is very pleasant.And according to the system's calculations, this type of ointment is slower to take effect-compared to the medicine-to-disease type.

And it's not expensive, making it perfect for hiding real effects, and ripping off people.

Liang Sanyuan squeezed the wrapping paper at the corner, remembering the gossip he heard in Chunhua Building, and turned sideways to take out a copy out of thin air.

The ointment has been divided into doses by the mall, and they are all in small packages of thin oiled paper sheets. There are more than a dozen tablets for two servings, and the piles on the table are very messy.

Liang Sanyuan frowned. He glanced at the wrapping paper bag that sold for one silver coin in the system mall, and he didn't want to waste the money.He thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door.

Ximen Chuuxue stood silently at the door, seeing Liang Sanyuan walking straight towards him, he raised his eyes slightly, and was about to take a step forward with his left foot, but saw Liang Sanyuan skipping him and opening the door.

The little boss who was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder called Xiao Er who was still sticking to his post, gave him a piece of silver, and asked him to help find some oil paper.Xiao Er took the silver and put it in his arms, and immediately rushed downstairs, and came up with some brand new oiled paper after a while.

After Liang Sanyuan thanked him, he went back to the room and closed the door. He put more than a dozen ointments on it, neatly piled them up, divided them into two packages, and wrapped them meticulously.

After finishing all this, Liang Sanyuan turned around and looked at Ximen Chuuxue behind him.He pretended to be surprised: "Master Ximen, why are you still here?"

Ximen Fuxue: ...

He ignored Liang Sanyuan, who had an exaggerated expression, and handed over the handkerchief in his hand.

Leaving aside the first half month of cohabitation (?), just the regular dating (?) time is enough for Ximen Chuuxue to figure out some of Liang Sanyuan's little habits.

He has handled so many things, and he loves cleanliness. The first thing he does after tidying up must be to wipe his hands.

We are all old neighbors for many years, and they went to the nearby pharmacy to get a few pieces of paper without paying. Xiao Erbai got the money, and his attitude was extraordinarily hospitable. The time to pack things was brought over, and put aside according to Ximen Chuuxue's instructions.

The pure white cotton towel was soaked in hot water, and then wrung out to remove excess water. At this moment, it was emitting a faint heat.

The handkerchief folded into long strips was placed on Ximen Chuuxue's palm, revealing his pale, calloused fingertips.

Seeing the handkerchief handed in front of him, Liang Sanyuan was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes to see Ximen Chuuxue who had no abnormal color on his face, and took the handkerchief anyway.

"Thank you."

The little boss is calm on the surface, but in fact, he has already begun to feel emotional in his heart.

Not to mention that he wasn't angry at all, even if he was really angry - Ximen Chuuxue even handed him a towel with his own hands!That's Ximen Chuuxue!Before killing, you have to burn incense and bathe the sword god served by the four beautiful ladies!

Pass him a towel, it's not right to round up—well, stop thinking about it.Liang Sanyuan lowered his head and devoted himself to the career of wiping hands.

Ximen Chuuxue looked down at him slightly, her long hair neatly tied behind her back was a little loose after a long time of running around, looking very fluffy and soft.

He suddenly remembered the New Year's Eve a few months ago. The moonlight was very bright that night, and the villa was very lively with lights and festoons. Maybe it was because the atmosphere was so good during the meal. When he was wearing a scarf for Liang Sanyuan, he couldn't help touching him. hair top.

It is as soft as imagined.

Ximen Chuuxue's heart felt a little itchy as if touched by the soft hair.

He suddenly said, "Snack?"

Ok?

Liang Sanyuan, who pretended to be doing things seriously, couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this sentence.Could it be that in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, he is a person who is so simple that he can be easily cheered up by a bite of dim sum?

——It must be a table anyway!

The little boss, who felt that he was underestimated, was very upset, and refused in a flat tone: "Don't eat."

Ximen Chuixue was silent.

Generally, when two people get along, Liang San is willing to find a topic, and the number of times he takes the initiative to speak is very small. Now he is blocked by a sentence, and he really doesn't know what to do.

The room was silent.

When the ten fingers were wiped clean and there was no longer any delay, Liang Sanyuan raised his eyes and looked at the man who had a strong sense of presence even if he didn't say a word.

Ximen Chuuxue stood quietly, staring at him with pitch-black eyes.

Liang Sanyuan: ...

[System prompt, player Liang Sanyuan was attacked by the eyes of the sword god in white, HP -500. 】

The little fan who wanted to run around Wanmei Mountain Villa three times after receiving a faint smile from Aidou couldn't stand Aidou's stares. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that he should have had enough trouble.

Conversely condemning himself, Liang Sanyuan coughed lightly, and stiffly added to his blunt answer: "I'm not hungry yet."

Ximen Chuuxue responded, "Yes."

"I--"

"I--"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and stopped at the same time.

How can it be like a bloody love idol drama?

Liang Sanyuan laughed, and took a step back: "You talk first."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Why are you in the capital?"

——Is this the villain’s first complaint?

Liang Sanyuan put the handkerchief in his hand on the shelf, put his hands on his chest, and said with a sneer, "Come and see the excitement."

"I heard from Lu Xiaofeng that there is a lot of excitement in the capital to watch recently. How can a boring person like me miss it?"

"—I just never thought that this commotion has something to do with you."

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Did Lu Xiaofeng tell you?"

Liang Sanyuan didn't know that Lu Xiaofeng had been instructed by Ximen Chuuxue, so he casually used him as a cover.Now that Ximen Chuuxue's tone was wrong, I guessed it, but I can't change what I said, and Ximen Chuuxue is a person who can do it without talking nonsense, so he will definitely not go to Lu Xiaofeng to testify. This excuse can be said is very perfect.

The little boss silently apologized to Daxia Lu in his heart, and believed that he, who is open-minded, tolerant and of high moral character, would not mind his little joke.

In Chunhua Building, Lu Xiaofeng, who was already bored enough to start chatting with Tang Tianrong, suddenly felt cold, and he hastily drank himself two sips of wine.

Liang Sanyuan didn't seem to see Ximen Chuuxue's unhappiness, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing."

"It's fine if there's nothing to do." Liang Sanyuan deliberately blurred Ximen Chuuxue's original intention, "Since the owner of Ximen is fine, it's inconvenient for Liang to accompany you, please let the owner do what he wants."

After all, he picked up two oil-paper bags and looked like he was about to go out.

Ximen Chuuxue asked, "Where are you going?"

Liang Sanyuan raised the things in his hands, and Ximen Chuuxue was not present when he was discussing business with Tang Tianrong, didn't he ask this knowingly?

The good-tempered little boss still answered: "Chunhua Building, go deliver the medicine."

Ximen Chuuxue then asked: "After that?"

"After that? Maybe I'll go back to the inn later." Liang Sanyuan added, "Seeing how you don't want me to come, it's better for me to go back, at least I won't be annoying."

——Not back to the Quanfu Inn, but to the small inn?

Ximen Chuuxue began to hesitate.

Being able to compete with Ye Gucheng made the excitement and joy in the heart of Ximen Chuuxue, who was unparalleled in swordsmanship and felt lonely because he had no opponent, far surpassed everything else.

Ximen Chuuxue is naturally proud, his swordsmanship and martial arts are one of the few people who can reach the peak in this martial arts world.But he's not arrogant, he's not so arrogant that he thinks he's invincible.Of course he has heard of the name of Ye Gucheng, he and him, the sword god and the sword fairy, are destined enemies.

Their battle was unavoidable, and the outcome was unpredictable.

Even though he is called a "God", in the final analysis, Ximen Chuuxue is still a human being with human feelings. He subconsciously does not want Liang Sanyuan to know that this is a battle that is about his life and death.

Ximen Chuuxue, who has always been fearless, is running away.

His heart may not be as cold and heartless as he imagined.

Because of this, when Ximen Chuuxue saw Liang Sanyuan in Chunhua Tower, he felt a moment of panic. This panic has always been faintly present, because Liang Sanyuan treated him with an extremely polite and unfamiliar attitude.

The relationship between the two seems to have returned to a year ago in a flash, alienated and polite.

In fact, this should be the correct distance between Ximen Chuuxue and everyone, but compared to the gentle and polite little boss now, the occasional little boss who is out of tune actually started to make him miss him.

And when he heard that Liang San wished to go back, Ximen Chuuxue should support him, whether it was because he wanted to hide his life-and-death battle before, or because he was uneasy about the upcoming sword fight, but he wanted to stop it.

What if he loses?

Will today be the last time?

Seeing that Liang Sanyuan was about to go out with the oiled paper bag, Ximen Chuuxue stopped him, and he said, "Don't go back."

Liang Sanyuan turned around: "Why?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and said after a while, "Butler Wang is here, he... misses you."

what?

Liang Sanyuan took a deep breath and kept smiling: "So?"

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have found the most reasonable reason, with a steady voice and an unquestionable tone: "I'll take you to see him."

Liang Sanyuan... What else can Liang Sanyuan do?

He tried to comfort himself, at least, at least Ximen Chuuxue found a reason this time, didn't he?It's much better than just pretending not to hear and changing the subject when I questioned last time.

"Okay." Liang Sanyuan agreed to this overly righteous invitation, and then suggested, "Then let's go to Chunhua Tower to deliver the ointment first?"

Ximen Chuuxue, who left people behind to achieve his goal, naturally had no objection.

Now that he has arrived at Butler Wang's site, he probably won't be able to come back. Liang Sanyuan thought about it and went to the accounting office on the first floor to refund the three-day rent deposit.

The store is bullying customers, and the supply of rooms is indeed in short supply, so only half of the deposit has been refunded.

Liang Sanyuan sighed holding the silver that had shrunk by half, and carefully put it in his arms.

The owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa, who has never lacked yellow and white things, is very puzzled by Liang Sanyuan's diligent and thrifty housekeeping attitude.

Liang Sanyuan didn't understand much at first, but after a year of polishing, he has stopped spending money like he did at the beginning.He glanced at Ximen Chuuxue: "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

Speaking of this, Liang Sanyuan thought of the little pill worth tens of thousands of gold again, and couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken.

What a huge sum of money he saved through deception!It will be gone in no time!

Thinking of this, he was really in a bad mood.

Fortunately, Liang Sanyuan's moods came and went very quickly. When he arrived at Chunhua Tower, he saw Tang Lu and his head hanging out (?) waiting to be fed (?). He looked at the oiled paper bag in his hand, and his mood finally recovered.

Putting the small oiled paper bag in Tang Tianrong's table, Liang Sanyuan said, "Here, this is it."

"Just that little?" Compared to the amount of traditional Chinese medicine that needs to be boiled in large and small packages for any illness, Tang Tianrong's doubts arose again in his heart when he was deprived of martial arts and only needed this negligible amount of medicine. Thinking that Li Yanbei's poison | medicine was also solved by a small, ordinary-looking pill, he suppressed this question again.

The customer is God. Liang Sanyuan carefully followed the system instructions and read: "Apply it once every five days, one pack at a time, the wound can almost heal, and after a year or two of careful care, it will be cured."

The actual effect of the medicine was of course better than this, but it was too shocking, Liang Sanyuan had no choice but to reduce the dosage again and again.

Looking at Tang Tianrong's serious note, Liang Sanyuan asked again: "I heard that your brother was also injured by Ye Gucheng?"

Tang Tianrong nodded, his eyes widened suddenly: "You, you mean—"

He unconsciously used the honorific title.

Liang Sanyuan pointed to the oiled paper bag on the table, and began to talk nonsense without changing his face: "I made two copies of this medicine, which is specially used for sword wounds, but your brother's injury is more serious, and he may recover more slowly. "

Tang Tianrong's eyes turned red, but this time it was because of excitement.What could be more exciting than both of his brothers being able to pick up hidden weapons again? !

Seeing him bow his head and remain silent, Liang Sanyuan thought he didn't believe it, and explained in a warm voice: "If it doesn't work, just go to Liang."

He looked up and glanced at his side, and added, "Hero Lu knows the location."

Regardless of whether the medicine is useful or not, as long as people have hope, it is a good thing.Tang Tianrong took out all the bank notes he was carrying from his pocket with great effort, gritted his teeth and controlled his sore arms to lift up, and handed the money to Liang Sanyuan with both hands: "Mr. In the future, just speak up when Tang is useful."

For another heavy commitment, Liang Sanyuan's attitude is the same as before.Seeing Tang Tianrong's hands trembling uncontrollably, he quickly stretched out his hands to take the bank note, and smiled slightly: "It's just a business, no need."

Without checking the specific amount, Liang Sanyuan put the banknote directly in his pocket.He suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "Lu Xiaofeng, I'll give you a medicine for free."

"The price? Don't worry, it's an equivalent exchange. You'll know the day after tomorrow."

"Uncle Wang!"

Steward Wang is watching a starling in a cage with his hands behind his back and squinting his eyes. This is a common entertainment item for rich men in the capital. He still asked his servants to get one over.

Butler Wang's impression of the capital is only that he came here a few times for business when he was young. Over the past ten years, the capital has changed a lot, but he no longer has the vigorous energy of his youth. He is left as an old man left behind.

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng's life-and-death battle, Wang Steward is naturally worried, but he can't stop it.After living in Wanmei Villa for several years, he finally decided to follow Ximen Chuuxue to the capital, even if he couldn't do anything, he would feel at ease after following him.

Because of this, Steward Wang was very surprised that he didn't hear from Liang Sanyuan after he came to the capital.He noticed the fact that Ximen Chuuxue would go out every few days, and at first he was deeply surprised by it, thinking that the owner of the villa had an old friend.The old butler, full of curiosity, quietly contacted the intelligence department.

Ximen Chuuxue was not a thief, so he didn't need to be sneaky when he met a friend, he didn't hide his whereabouts from the insiders of the villa at all.So Steward Wang got the answer very smoothly. When he was full of joy and felt that the lonely villa was finally welcoming the hostess and young master, he didn't expect to find out that he was going to play with the children.

Steward Wang: ...

Steward Wang: Ximen Chuuxue, you are ashamed of my trust in you.

But it's good to be able to go out to play, Steward Wang is very pleased, it's much better than watching the owner always alone.

Steward Wang, who watched Ximen Chuuxue grow up, was quite aware of the withdrawn and aloof character of his farm owner, seeing that he worked tirelessly to feed him at regular intervals—yes!That's right!Who would have imagined that Ximen Fuxue, the sword god of a generation, would ask if there is a new snack every once in a while?

Sword God!Miss you!dessert!

The power of the combination of these three words is no less than the news that Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou got married suddenly came out of the world.

Ah, those who heard it were moved to tears, and those who listened were moved. I couldn't help but want to sing a song for this great friendship.

——But the mature and stable Wang Butler held back.

In short, Steward Wang is very puzzled that Ximen Chuuxue is about to fight to the death and Liang Sanyuan is not talking about himself, even a Hongyan is passing the letter.He thinks that he has eaten more salt than this kid has eaten, and he doesn't believe that Liang Sanyuan, who often asks Ximen Chuuxue to bring him delicious food, is a person with a cold nature, and he misunderstood the person.

Finally, under Steward Wang's insinuation, he learned that the owner of the house did not tell the children about it.

Steward Wang:?

Steward Wang:!

If it weren't for the fact that he was already a calm and prudent old man, Steward Wang would have wanted to grab his head for his ears.He understood that the villa owner didn't want Xiao Yuan to worry, after all, this battle was really dangerous.But if from Liang Sanyuan's point of view, concealing this five-star dangerous matter, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

On weekdays, Liang Sanyuan is gentle and considerate, and seems to be tolerant of everything, which fits well with the indifferent owner of the village, but Steward Wang feels that it will be bad if the children know about it.

He intends to dissuade Ximen Chuuxue, but Ximen Chuuxue has made up his mind, so he can't say much.

Therefore, when the lonely old man saw Liang Sanyuan coming in with Ximen Chuixue, he was pleasantly surprised.It's just that the child's attitude towards the owner of the villa has become much colder to the naked eye, and he is no longer inseparable from every step of the way when he was in the villa.

Butler Wang sighed, gloating a little.

Look, there's something wrong, isn't it?If you really don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes.

But who made him a good steward who fulfilled his duties?

At this time, it was time for dinner, Steward Wang ordered his servants to add a few more dishes, and after seeing everything was done, he quietly left.

When the two of them had eaten their meal in silence for the first time and were about to rest, Steward Wang appeared with an apologetic face. Like Liang Sanyuan, his performance had not improved at all, and was still extremely exaggerated.

"Xiaoyuan, there are no vacant rooms here."

Liang Sanyuan raised his eyes and scanned the rows of exquisite houses in the backyard, then turned his head to look at the nonsense Director Wang.

Manager Wang's face was open and frank without any guilt.

I misunderstood myself?Maybe there is really no place?

Ximen Chuuxue on the side frowned slightly, not knowing what the old housekeeper wanted to do.

"Okay." The caring little boss didn't hesitate for a moment, he nodded with a very calm expression, "Then I'll just go back to the inn."

Hearing this, Steward Wang quickly shook his head: "That's not what I mean. Besides, how can I let you go back to your own home and live in an inn outside instead?"

Liang Sanyuan wondered: "Then what do you mean?"

Steward Wang coughed lightly, did not dare to look at Ximen Chuuxue, and spoke quickly: "Xiao Yuan, what are you doing? Why don't you feel wronged and sleep in the same room with the owner today?"

After speaking, he opened a pair of not-so-big eyes and looked straight at Liang Sanyuan, waiting for his affirmative answer.

The more Steward Wang thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was good. There was no barrier between good friends. According to his experience of reading scripts during this period of time, sleeping with Yeyu on the same bed can completely solve these small problems!

Today, I made a great contribution to the friendship of the owner, and rewarded myself with a large portion of braised lamb and scorpions in a short while!

The excited Steward Wang didn't notice at all, because not only Liang Sanyuan, but also Ximen Chuuxue, who never changed his face, froze for his clever little trick.

Liang Sanyuan:? !

Ximen Fuxue:! ?

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Steward Wang: Proud, proud, wanting to be praised.

Thank you for the irrigation of the nutrient solution of "Introduction to Wenzhou" boss × 36, and the nutrient solution of "Late Photo", okay~

—germ, long—

The sword god is still your sword god in white, OOC belongs to me, OOC belongs to me, OOC belongs to me [emphasis]

The first 3000 words got stuck for two days, but I'm still not very satisfied...Maybe I will fix it later.

(Speak rationally) I should have written the one without CP in the first place! ! ! !

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Me and little red hair, after all, I missed it (paralyzed)