Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

Milk Ju doesn't remember what she promised when she was soundly asleep.When she woke up, she found that she had been sent to the nest of Medicine Master Valley. The next day, Chongshuang happily waited until Chongshuang picked her up with a small bamboo basket, saying that she was going to meet Lu Tingqin.

When she arrived at the small courtyard of the Shanju, she was first taken to a secret room, where she comfortably rolled three times in the pile of pillows and blankets.Chongshuang followed her, took all the things she liked and the blankets she was used to, and took them to the study to make a temporary nest.

Under Lu Tingqin's instruction, Chongshuang and Naiju started a month-long closed study in the small courtyard of Shanju.

"You take the quilt yourself, choose a study or a side room to sleep in." Lu Tingqin said to Chongshuang.

The corners of Chongshuang's mouth could not help but turn up.

Naiju ignorantly hugs Lu Tingqin and acts like a baby, knowing nothing about her future life.Chongshuang's heart was about to float to the sky, and she hurried back and forth to help Lu Tingqin pack the things and seats she needed.

Chongshuang supervises Naiju's review in the morning, and listens to Lu Tingqin in the afternoon.When the sun was setting, Lu Tingqin entered the bedroom to rest and stood guard at the door.He counted the number of times Lu Tingqin coughed, and when it was too many, he became restless, and quietly went to Medicine Master Valley to ask for his pulse after he fell asleep; piano.

It's been ten days like this.

"What's the relationship?" Lu Tingqin asked Naiju, pointing to the open book on her lap.

Lu Tingqin remembers the content of each page and the position of each graphic.He made the milk orange into the smallest form and nestled it on his lap, and put his hands on the cat's head or chin while talking, judging by the weight and the snoring sound of the milk orange whether the milk orange was distracted.

"Relationship..." Naiju repeated dizzily.

"Tell me when you've figured it out." Lu Tingqin gave Naiju enough time to think.He took a sip of herbal tea, tasted the sweetness of the pulp mixed with the greenness of the herbs, it was both sweet and tea-like, nodded to Chongshuang, "Not bad."

"Xie Xianzun, I tried to make according to the recipe, and I went to Yaoshi Valley to improve it." Chongshuang waited for Lu Tingqin to drink a little half, and eagerly helped him pour some more, using spiritual power to warm it up.

"Chongshuang, the problem you just mentioned is very good, but there is an omission in the second solution, I will draw it for you. The rune cannot be used in the study now, you can find an open place in the mountain to practice it yourself." Lu Tingqin said, "Stretch out your hand and go in the same direction as me."

Even though it has been the tenth day, Chongshuang still has a fever on his face and rapid heartbeat after hearing Lu Tingqin's explanation.He responded in a low voice, stood beside Lu Tingqin, and stretched out his hand under Lu Tingqin's fingertips with a flushed face.

Lu Tingqin held Chongshuang's wrist, and the other hand rested lightly on Chongshuang's palm.His fingertips moved quickly and slowly on Chongshuang's palm, imitating the actual application to draw lines.

When Lu Tingqin draws slowly, there is a lingering itch on the slightly cool fingertips, making Shuang's heart wander.When the painting is fast, it is like a rock-shattering sword, sharply cutting off all daydreams.

Chongshuang's heart fluctuated following Lu Tingqin's hand.He resisted the trembling of his body, followed the road and listened to Qin's voice with all his energy, and built a corresponding rune group model in his mind.But there are always some disobedient thoughts, along with the itching in the palm, itching all the way to the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, Chongshuang didn't want to do anything, but hoped that Lu Tingqin would hold his hand and explain the runes, there would be no end.

"This is a protective rune. In theory, there are two structures that can achieve the corresponding effect. What you found is the second one, but the two spiritual lines need to be closed..."

"Chongshuang, why are your hands so hot?" Lu Tingqin stopped drawing her hands.He reached into his sleeve and squeezed Chongshuang's wrist upwards, the tentacles still exuded heat.

Lu Tingqin wanted to touch Chongshuang's forehead, but when he stretched out his hand a little lower, he closed Chongshuang's eyes.The boy's eyelashes fluttered in his palm like butterfly wings.

"Xianzun, I will write it down." Chongshuang said in a hoarse voice, he stretched out his warm hand, then put back Lu Tingqin's cold wrist, and covered it one more time without leaving any traces, "I will I will study the next set of runes by myself, and ponder over the problems that the Immortal Venerable arranged a few days ago."

Lu Tingqin nodded, "Runes can do a lot of things, but they haven't been developed enough. If you think about how to replace the master's sound-transmitting talisman, so that every disciple in the sect has a device that can be used for communication, it will be considered a great achievement. This The question is not mandatory, you can give me a staged idea, and I will have other hints."

"Xianzun also mentioned before that it is best to have a core rune group, distribute other sub-rune groups, and be able to achieve storage functions. My disciples are not very clear about the concept of a processor..."

"You improve the communication first, don't rush this," Lu Tingqin said.

"Yes." Chongshuang stepped aside, taking the initiative to make way for Naiju.

Milk orange's attention span is limited, Lu Tingqin was telling her a paragraph, and let her think about it by herself, and then took the time to answer Chongshuang's question.

Naiju was asked what was the relationship just now, she scratched her head and thought for a while, then gave up thinking decisively and played with her own tail.She nestled into a ball and hugged the tip of her tail, shaking her fluffy tail from side to side from time to time, her pupils looked left and right, as if she had discovered something novel.

Lu Tingqin cleared his throat.

Milk Orange's tail froze in mid-air.

"A Nuo, what's the relationship here?" Lu Tingqin pressed Naiju's head and looked at the book, "Are you thinking?"

"This is, this is a circle." Naiju stretched into a cat strip, twisted her body, and rolled herself from Lu Tingqin's lap to the ground.She answered in a milky voice, and stood on tiptoe to get close to the top of Lu Tingqin's boots.

"Recall again, I just asked this question."

"It's... Yuanyuan relationship..."

"Don't make up the answer if you can't answer it." Lu Tingqin picked up the milk orange and put it on his lap.He grabbed the milk cat's two paws, drew a circular arc in the left and right directions in mid-air, and then changed to the front and rear directions and drew the same arc again.

"Let me say it again, listen carefully. This group of runes is a spatial relationship. The two arcs I drew you just now are what the arc in the book should actually look like. When drawing, you have to The arc of the runes is imagined as something with stuffing inside, like a ball of yarn."

"Ball of yarn? Ano wants to play!"

Lu Tingqin patted the cat's head, and continued to draw in the air while pinching the milk orange pink paw pad, "You put the shape of the ball of wool into this rune. Then here, that is, the place where the ball of wool faces you." Draw a simple starting pattern on one side..."

Milk Orange's eyes began to circle around, her head followed Lu Tingqin's hand bit by bit. "Starting pattern..."

Lu Tingqin pinched the paw pad, "Don't you remember the starting pattern? There are three basic starting moves."

"Basic……"

"Don't repeat it. Which three starting moves did you say again?"

Naiju slumped and lost her strength, "Yes, yes... woo woo woo woo I don't know how to listen to the piano, Ano wants to rest~"

"You just rested for a long time."

Naiju sobbed, "Listen to the piano, don't learn runes, okay..."

"Reading, runes, and practice, choose one of the three."

The milk orange collapsed into a puddle of cat cakes.

"Ah Nuo, time is precious, you can't continue playing like this, sooner or later you will grow up." Just as the Lu Tingqin player wanted to rub his forehead, a pair of warm hands carefully placed on his temples.Lu Tingqin put down his hand, and Ren Zhongshuang rubbed it for him.

"Chongshuang, tell Master Uncle the answer just now... Wait a minute, why are your hands still hot?"

Chongshuang trembled, and Ren Lu Tingqin pinched her wrist.Lu Tingqin's cold fingertips touched his wrist, like water pouring into a frying pan.Chongshuang felt a heat coming from the place where they touched, and he couldn't help but take dozens of steps back.

"I don't know, Immortal Venerable..."

Lu Tingqin put down the book, coaxed Naiju to sleep first, and touched Chongshuang's forehead again.

"It's not right, your forehead is hot too. Since when?"

Chongshuang tensed up, he patted his cheek, he really felt hot. "Immortal Venerable, I'll go to Medicine Master Valley and have a look for myself. I'll be fine if I have rough skin and thick flesh. If there's something cold or hot, don't let it go..."

Chongshuang's voice stopped abruptly.

Lu Tingqin held Chongshuang's face in her hands, closed her eyes lightly, and pressed her forehead close to Chongshuang's forehead.A few locks of his casually tied hair fell to Chongshuang's wide-open eyes, like a touch of moonlight.

Heavy frost stiffened in place.Lu Tingqin's forehead was so close that he could feel his breath.

Heavy Frost stopped thinking, forgot how to inhale and exhale, and poked in place like a red-hot stick.His palms were behind his back, itching like when Lu Tingqin was drawing lines on it.The heart follows Lu Tingqin's hair.

"Heavy frost, dragons will not catch cold, it may be other symptoms," Lu Tingqin said, "Think about it and tell me, when will the body be hot?"

"Yes," Chongshuang recalled for a while, his body trembling. "Immortal Venerable, I..."

"Say."

With reddened ears, Chongshuang took a step back to the edge of the bookshelf, "Xianzun, I can't, I'll go back and think about it..."

"Chongshuang, don't run away. It's better to be cautious when you're just taking shape." Lu Tingqin took a step in Chongshuang's direction and raised her hand.

Chongshuang didn't dare to hide anymore, so she stepped forward quickly and let Lu Tingqin grab her arm.

Lu Tingqin frowned, "The lower arm is also hot, the upper arm, shoulder neck, ear..."

Lu Tingqin's clear voice could not extinguish the fire in Chongshuang's body.

As Lu Tingqin probed the extent of his fever, Chongshuang's legs became weak and his heart beat faster.He was dizzy, unable to stand any longer, turned into a little black dragon and hit the ground with a plop.

"Master, Xianxian Xianzun..." Chongshuangji hung on the road and Tingqin couldn't see, he called vaguely, indicating that he was still there, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Lu Tingqin squatted down slowly, groping towards the direction of the sound.He touched a hot mass of living things.

The little black dragon's scales spread out, slightly stabbing.His body radiated heat from the inside out.Wherever Lu Tingqin's fingertips rested, the trembling was the strongest.

"Chongshuang, are you still conscious?"

Lu Tingqin heard heavy breathing.

The little black dragon avoided Lu Tingqin's fingers, as if there was something abnormal that Lu Tingqin must not let Lu Tingqin notice, and trembled and whimpered: "Master, Master..."