[Glory of the King] Magpie and Butterfly

Zhuang Zhou reacted belatedly, recalled the scene in the dream, made a shy and timid expression, blinked his pale green eyes, and said, "Please take me in, the doctor."

Zhuang Zhou's voice was full of magnetism, and it was as sweet as honey.

Bian Que withdrew his hand holding Zhuang Zhou's shoulder, feeling that his eyes were extremely hot, he sneered, and his eyes wandered to the fish: "Heh, is the sage here to give me a test product? "

In Bian Que's heart, all people and things are medicinal materials and his experimental products, even including himself.

"!!!"

Zhuang Zhou suddenly turned around and threw himself back, hugged Bian Que's head tightly, and pressed his lips together.

It is said that beauty tricks are used in this way.

Bian Que's body is strong and strong, Zhuang Zhou's body is like a willow, and his somewhat delicate face is difficult to distinguish between male and female; Bian Que's eyes are instantly full of Zhuang Zhou's magnified face, and the number of eyelashes can be seen very clearly.

——Bian Que's cold and blackened lips were gently kissed by Zhuang Zhou.Bian Que has long forgotten the temperature of the living person, and stayed with the dead body poison all day long. This is the only "close contact" he has had with a living person for many years.

Zhuang Zhou was fanned away by Bian Que with the greatest strength, and his body flew out into the air. When Zhuang Zhou was falling, Kun caught his master firmly and let out a loud cry angrily.

Yes, it is this time!

Zhuang Zhou, who was blown away, maintained the posture of falling on Kun's back, his cyan hair was a little messy, he raised a handsome face, his fragrant shoulders shone under the light of the glowing butterflies, his skin was as beautiful as Jade.

"Can you take me in?"

The soft voice like a spring breeze matched Zhuang Zhou's pitiful appearance, and Bian Que's blood flowed backwards almost instantly.

Even Zhuang Zhou himself doesn't know how charming his appearance is, and even the oiran of the upper-class Chunlou can't compare with a single hair of him; as a sage, Zhuang Zhou is like a man who has never been polluted by the world. The clean man reveals an indescribable elegance in his gestures, just like the integration of heaven and earth, a natural and pure sense of nature.

People can't feel disgusted, and they can't refuse Zhuang Zhou's request at all, as if everything Zhuang Zhou said is the truth that cannot be violated.

There was still warmth on Bian Que's lips, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, was beating loudly.

Under the illumination of fluttering butterflies, and under Zhuang Zhou's praying (tempting) eyes, Bian Que nodded lightly as a ghost, just a very light nod...Zhuang Zhou saw that the trick was successful, and his eyes sparkled. With a bright light: "Thank you, sir! In Xiazhuang Zhou, my name is Zixiu, you can call me Zixiu."

Kun shook his body excitedly, and almost threw Zhuang Zhou who was sitting upright just now.

The stupid master Zixiu is called by me, how can you reveal your identity!Isn't this exposed ah ah ah!

People are stupid, fish are two, Bian Que has already seen through Zhuang Zhou's disguise.

Bian Que froze for a moment before realizing what he had just done...

Can time turn back?

Sun Bin: Yes!

Angry and angry, he picked up Zhuang Zhou and the fish, and threw them out of the bedroom door, and Bian Que slammed the door shut.

So Zhuang Zhou stayed as a matter of course.

Kun could never have imagined that Zhuang Zhou had seen this trick that would succeed in his dream.

……

Zhuang Zhou started his life as a sophomore doing odd jobs in Bian Que's shop.

Let the three sages of Jixia come to do odd jobs, no one dares to think

But Bian Que did it. He not only called Zhuang Zhou and Kun around, but also didn't show good looks.

The past few days when Zhuang Zhou came, he lived a leisurely life. Anyway, the medical center was not open, and Zhuang Zhou was usually "called to drink" by sweeping the dust and adding water to the water tank. These two things are very important to Zhuang Zhou. It's easy to say - dust?Let the little butterfly go!No water?Just let Kun spit some saliva!

Zhuang Zhou was happy and leisurely, but Kun was not so happy.

My stupid master hasn't tried the strange doctor yet, he only knows how to sleep!sleep!sleep!

Bian Que shuts himself in his room most of the time every day, and Zhuang Zhou and Kun cannot force their way into the closed door. The "peaceful" way must first establish a good relationship and proceed step by step.Sometimes Bian Que would go out, but it would be several days before returning to the clinic to wake up Zhuang Zhou who had been sleeping for several days.

This free-living man can't do any work, and he is much better than him - Bian Que can't beat Zhuang Zhou, he knows this very well, so he can only keep him for observation; Bian Que, who was hunted down in exile, has great confidence in getting out of his body.

Bian Que is still continuing his mysterious medical experiments, including poison and good medicine.

When Bian Que came back, he was either carrying a lot of strange medicinal materials, or some masked men were driving the rented donkeys, carrying a few fresh corpses wrapped in black bags-this was enshrined by colleagues who asked him for medical advice , Those masked people are all his colleagues.Without exception, these things are done at night.

Of course Zhuang Zhou saw the whole process lying on the window sill, although it was only once, but he saw it very clearly, and even smelled the smell of the dead body from a long distance away.

In more than a week, Zhuang Zhou still understood half of what Bian Que was doing—he was making medicine, whether it was a poison that killed people or a good medicine to treat wounds, he was developing all of them.Indulging in the enthusiasm for medical skills, Bian Que is indifferent to other things except for a normal feeling for medical skills.

Bian Que carried a lot of hostility and resentment, and was full of death under his skin, as if he had been in despair for life and death. Hatred supported him to live and then revenge.Zhuang Zhou didn't know whether his guess was correct, it was difficult for him to make a judgment - Bian Que developed both poison and good medicine, he used corpses for experiments and prescribed prescriptions to save people (but he had to ask for a very high amount of money), his medical skills Gao Chao is a rare medical genius in the world. Among the students of Jixia College, none has such high talent and diligence as Bian Que!

Exploration is still in progress.

Bian Que ordered Zhuang Zhou with a look of indifference and disgust: "Go and cook."

Zhuang Zhou opened a pair of sleepy light green eyes, and looked at Bian Que who was sitting high on the chair mistyly: "Sir, I don't know."

The soft voice seemed to be acting like a baby—in fact, Zhuang Zhou had just woken up.

The beating of the heart started to speed up inexplicably, and Bian Que's blue-black skin made him look very gloomy.

"Go, cook."

Bian Que turned cold to hide his guilt, and he yelled at Zhuang Zhou in a fierce voice; Zhuang Zhou touched Kun, who was about to yell at Bian Que, and went to the kitchen that had never been used, and was irritated along the way. The Kun danced as if dancing.

Why do I feel guilty for bullying the little rabbit.

Over the years, Bian Que has become an extremely cold person. Years of fleeing and killing are like a pair of medicines, making him more and more indifferent and suspicious, and less and less concerned about the eyes of the world. Even to kill an innocent life, he would not hesitate, which can be said to be heinous.

Bian Que, who has no sense of guilt for the life that died at his own hands, thought that his concept of good and evil had long been wiped out.

But it doesn't seem to be, there is still a trace of humanity deep in his heart.

For the first time in many years, I felt an inexplicable sense of guilt towards a person I had known for less than a month. This was something I had never experienced before. Was this sage named Zhuang Zhou awakened...?

Bian Que punched the table hard, leaving several crack marks.

Huh, human nature?That's a joke.

All he wanted was revenge!

An hour later, the meal was ready.

Zhuang Zhou was cooking for the first time. Usually, he only needed to eat two or three non-polluting vegetable leaves every few days and eat some nutritious gruel. Don't eat too greasy and fatty food, Zhuang Zhou didn't argue with Kun about it when he was too lazy to sleep, just let it go.

There are a few green leaves floating on a plate of thin soup with hot lettuce, as if it has not been cooked at all, no, it is fresh as if it has not been cooked at all, without any oil or water.

A pot of white porridge without any decoration was placed in a face-sized ladle and served in front of Bian Que, with two large spoons for making soup placed on it.

"..."

Well, well, at least it didn't blow up his kitchen...

Bian Que's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and with his murderous eyes wandering, he stared at the two large spoons stranded in the ladle of porridge.

Why two? !

Zhuang Zhou also sat at the dinner table, and looked at Bian Que face to face. Zhuang Zhou squinted his eyes, as if he would fall asleep at any moment, and lazily looked at Bian Que with a serious and gloomy face.Bian Que felt that his IQ had been seriously insulted.

Zhuang Zhou did fulfill his order, the oily vegetable leaf soup, white porridge, enough food for three people... Bian Que said that he didn't want to make any comments on this.

Bian Que was really not used to sharing a meal with strangers, so he stood up without saying a word, turned around and was about to leave, but Zhuang Zhou grabbed Bian Que's long scarf.

"Let go." Bian Que's right hand held the potion placed on his waist, and his voice was flat and in a straight line, without any emotion.

Zhuang Zhou sighed, and let go of Bian Que's scarf: "Let's have dinner together, your complexion is not good, you must be hungry, don't look outside, we are all family~"

Who the hell is a family with you!flat magpie

Who the fuck is going to be your family!kun

Kun neighed, and the sound wave attack directly shattered the bowl containing a bowl of boiling vegetable soup!

Clap—bang!

After the crisp sound was heard, the vegetable soup was left on the table, and in a blink of an eye it burned to Zhuang Zhou's legs who were still sitting by the table. The painful Zhuang Zhou frowned and hissed in pain.

At this time, Kun realized that his sonic attack had hurt his master, and quickly sprayed a cold water column on Zhuang Zhou's body.

In an instant, Zhuang Zhou became a drowned chicken, his clothes were drenched in an instant, his blue hair was dripping with water, and there was a drop of crystal and shiny water hanging on his curly eyelashes. Zhuang Zhou blinked lightly and fell down.Zhuang Zhou looked at Bian Que who was watching indifferently with half-closed eyes, as if he was so frightened that he hadn't realized what happened just now. Get the flesh color inside and the outline of the body, the wet hair seems to be a layer deeper, the green is like a dark green mountain color, the light green almond eyes are like crying, and the nasal sound belt With infinite temptation.

With a click, the softest part of Bian Que's heart seemed to be warmed up; Zhuang Zhou's expression was so stupid that he couldn't describe it, but in his eyes, it was a little...cute?He even wanted to kiss the drops of water that were about to fall from Zhuang Zhou's eyelashes... Bian Que suddenly came back to his senses from his strange meditation, only to see Kun flickering around in place, Zhuang Zhou seemed to be dizzy and speechless, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

I don't know if this sage who appeared out of nowhere had good intentions or malice, was he trying to recruit him into Jixia Academy?Or was he instructed by that scumbag Xu Fu to confuse him?Bian Que, who survived on the run, has an accurate judgment on the approach of everyone. He can tell at a glance whether the visitor is good or evil—only for him, he can't see the clue; Bian Que these days He was ten thousand times more cautious, and he was especially jealous of Zhuang Zhou, so he planted more poisonous insects around the town to spy on his soldiers; but Bian Que was disappointed, he neither saw Zhuang Zhou attacking him, nor saw Zhuang Zhou attack him. When the pursuers came, everything was calm.

"..." He didn't understand this man even more.

Should he be killed?To avoid future troubles.

"Sir~!" Zhuang Zhou's voice reached Bian Que's ears, "Can you... lend me a suit of clothes?"

Bian Que nodded with a cold face, like an emotionless ventriloquist puppet.

The poisoning will be purified immediately, but what if the time of purification cannot keep up with the spread of the poison?

A sneer appeared on Bian Que's lips covered by the scarf.

Among the three sages under Jixia, one will be lost today.

The stupid Zhuang Zhou has not yet realized that this strange boy doctor is about to start an interesting experiment on him...

The author has something to say: Rotten author: This Kun should be renamed Eryu in the future.

Han Xin: I can't give brother Li a two fish, it's better to call it Kun, domineering.

#On how Han Xin stared at the Kun of Zhuang Zhou#

#Kun, who was the mount of the Three Sages, was stolen, and appeared in the hands of Li Bai, a poetic genius, a few days later? ! #

#汉信，Zhuang Zhou brought Mozi and the old master to talk to you about life#