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Purple Ganoderma stood upright with its round and flat head, looking at him with a big and melancholy head.

Ganoderma lucidum is no better than snails. People have clear noses and eyes, but it does not.Who cares about the expression on this thing, Wen Yuan glanced at Yuntun, straightened his upper body and pulled the plate over, intending to throw away this inexplicable thing for Yuntun.

Purple Ganoderma immediately shivered when he heard the words, and sprinkled water beads outside.

Wen Yuan wiped off the drops of water on the back of Yun Tun's hand with his sleeve, and said, "This thing is full of pus, it's full of water."

Purple Ganoderma lucidum, "..."

Seeing that he was about to lose his life, another thing quickly appeared on the flat head of the purple ganoderma, crumpled and dark purple, like a piece of rag, with a silver thread pinched in the middle, and a small silver bell hanging on it.

It happily dragged the rag back and forth.

Wen Yuan said in confusion, "Could it be a bow tie?"

The purple ganoderma became more festive.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Wen Yuan was, he could see it, and asked with his cheeks in his hand, "Tuntun, does this mushroom like you?"

Yun Tun's face froze, and the color quickly faded from his lips.

Seeing Yuntun's expression was not good, Wen Yuan quickly threw the bow tie and purple ganoderma into the plate, and said, "I'll throw this away for you."

Yun Tun hummed, expressionless, and didn't even look at the purple ganoderma lucidum sitting on the plate being taken out by Wen Yuan, it turned into a small snail and got into its shell.

Wen Yuan casually threw the rag-like bow on his head into the wastebasket outside the door.

Mr. Lingzhi looked at his indifferent back and took a deep breath.

Before he was fully out of breath, he was dumped into a wet mud pit, and immediately after, a handful of dirt covered his head and face.

Wen Yuan picked up the soil in the pit with a plate, murmured a fox tune in a low voice, one was buried in autumn, ten were grown in spring, one served tea and poured water, one squeezed waist and beat legs, one cried but didn't laugh, one They only laugh but don't cry, one can catch tigers, the other can weave cloth...

Purple Ganoderma lucidum lay in the soil and thought to itself what kind of thing it is, it can grow ten from one plant, and it can also pour water to weave cloth.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that the thing was talking about himself.

……

Lu Ying shut the door in front of Cang Qi, knowing in her heart that this matter probably has something to do with Yuntun, so she asked someone to call Yuntun to come to Zikun Xiaolou for questioning.

In the courtyard of Zikun Xiaolou, the dogtail grass that had accidentally received a drop of sweat from Emperor Cang was almost as tall as the stone table, shaking its head lushly.

"Master~Father~" Yun Tun withdrew his gaze, got up and saluted properly.

"Sit." Lu Ying sat down at the stone table first.

Yuntun nodded and sat down, looking obedient and quiet.

Lu Ying didn't speak, and Yun Tun didn't say anything, and let him look at himself. After a long while, Lu Ying smoothed the wrinkles in his robe and said, "The emperor's spirit and soul have already merged, which is different from what I think as a teacher. Locking the soul The tactic is not to seal the soul in it, but to facilitate the fusion." He looked at Yuntun with a smile, "Your contribution is indispensable for the emperor to be able to return to his place."

Yuntun didn't know whether Master had noticed something or didn't know anything, but after listening to his words, Yuntun felt uncomfortable like a needle prick, and the hands in his sleeves slowly tightened, gripping the piece of clothes tightly. horn.

"Yun~tun~...did~did~do~what~" he said in a shy voice.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Lu Ying stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, but Yun Tun dodged him lightly. He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and hid his emotions, "Master~Father~, call~Yun~Tun~ Come~for~for~what~thing~?"

Lu Ying frowned, concerned, "Tun'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Tun suddenly raised his head, his clear eyes were full of grievances, he wanted to say something, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, finally, he rubbed his red nose, and said in a low voice, " Wen~yuan~, Wen~yuan~he~hua~hao~yu~he~they..."

He curled his lips, a little angry and sad.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Ying was puzzled at first, then smiled, bent her lips, touched her wrist and said, "Tun'er has grown up." He thought about Wen Yuan's little thing, and said, "Some things can't be forced .”

Seeing that Lu Ying had been led astray by him, Yun Tun heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He was afraid that Master would tie him up with that person and make him anxious all day long. He felt a little sorry for Hua Haoyu, but after thinking about it, the two foxes If it wasn't for him, it might take another year and a month to realize it.

Thinking about it this way, he can be regarded as a meritorious minister, and it should be okay to be misunderstood by Lu Ying a little bit.

"Master~Father~ Mo~I want~to mention~" Yun Tun pouted.

Lu Ying smiled, "Okay, the rules of being a teacher are always open. As long as you don't do something that hurts nature and reason, you and other juniors will naturally not intervene as a teacher."

He was once young and frivolous. Even though he is old now, compared to Cangdi, who has been hiding from the world for thousands of years, Lu Ying feels that he is much more enlightened.

Yun Tun nodded gratefully.

Seeing that her little disciple seemed to be getting better, Lu Ying finally got down to business, "Even though the unity of the emperor's spirit and soul is worth celebrating, what has tortured the emperor all these years is the nightmarish bone-eating poison on his body."

The hands in Yun Tun's sleeves were lightly clasped together, and Lu Ying continued, "This poison is very different from ordinary poisons. Rather than calling it a poison, it might as well become a curse, and cast it on the body with a kind of bone-eroding pain." poison."

"Curse~poison~?"

Lu Ying looked serious, a little more serious than before, "This kind of spell uses poison as its body, supplemented by mantras, and is cast on the body. To detoxify the emperor and to be a teacher has almost exhausted my heart and soul, but in the end I failed to achieve my wish."

Lu Ying sighed, "I'm incompetent as a teacher."

Yun Tun said, "Master~father~no~need~self~responsibility~, you~do~this~everything~, the emperor~...the emperor~jun~should~dang~also~understand~white~"

Lu Ying hummed, and beckoned out a tea set, and there was a refreshing fragrance from the purple sandstone tea cup, and he pushed a cup to Yuntun, "Now with your help and Hao Yu, the day of detoxification will not be long. would be too far."

If he had been told this a few days ago, Yun Tun would definitely accept it happily. It would be a blessing for every doctor to be able to detoxify the ancient emperor with Lu Ying.

But now...

Yun Tun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the spark in his heart was chilled by the coldness of the cave.

"Master~Father~" He hesitated to speak.

Lu Ying stared at him, "Bone erosion requires scraping the bones to treat the poison, and freezing the tendons and veins to assist it. Once this method starts, it will be impossible to stop. With the strength of a teacher alone, it may be difficult to complete the whole process. No matter Tun'er Whether you have a good relationship with Lian Zheng, now that he and the emperor are the same person, Tun'er should look away earlier."

Lu Ying only thought that Yuntun and Lianzheng met by chance, had some contact, and was bewitched by his rhetoric. Thinking of this, he asked, "Did Lianzheng ever ask you for anything?"

Holding the teacup, Yuntun took a small sip, savoring the sweetness and bitterness in his throat, and said petitely, "Yun~mother~shi~"

Lu Ying showed a clear expression, "The mica stone can peel away the soul, and it is somewhat similar to your father's Mohai Yuzhu. He has always been greedy and wanted to monopolize this body. Fortunately, you did not give him this stone. If you let him Lianzheng becoming the main soul is a disaster rather than a blessing for the world."

Yun Tun pursed his lips, looked at the curved willow leaves in the teacup, thought of Lian Zheng's moodiness, Cang Qi's indifference and indifference, for a moment he didn't know how to speak, after a while, he said quietly, "But~ He~saved~me~"

Lu Ying was surprised, "It wasn't Lian Zheng who saved you, it was the emperor himself who sent you to Xiaolou and asked me to heal your wounds."

There was a cool wind in the courtyard, and Yuntun could clearly hear his heartbeat beating like a drum. He knew that the life-saving grace he said was different from what Master thought, but Yuntun suddenly seemed to remember something.

That helpless sigh in the ear, the person who pressed his wrist with moderate strength, warm embrace, and let him greedily drill into his mouth to absorb the bitter cultivation...

Yun Tun stared blankly at the light tea in the teacup. He always thought that Cang Qi had forcibly disrupted his life, and indifferently strangled his little charming thoughts about Lian Zheng, forcing him to accept that he didn't want to. What he did, his appearance caught Yuntun by surprise, and made Yuntun want to leave here immediately, stop thinking, seeing, and hearing everything about this person.

But now he suddenly discovered that it turned out that it was Emperor Cang who he provoked first.

His breathing became quickened, and the hazy scene in front of him became clearer and deeper, the fiery kiss on his skin, the soft sigh that rubbed his ears and temples, the words he said when he possessed him... These things that Yuntun tried hard to forget in an instant Jump up to his eyes.

He remembered that Cang Qi held him in his arms and pushed him deeply into his body, with a bit of puzzlement and annoyance, he said in a hateful voice in his ear——you were the one who approached me first, and in that case, you are mine up.

"Tun'er? Tun'er?!" Lu Ying's call finally brought back Yun Tun's mind. He felt that he was very hot, but his bones were so cold that he shivered in the warm late summer.

A cup of warm tea was placed in Yuntun's hand again, and he drank it stiffly, feeling the warmth melt away from the bottom of his heart, with the familiar fragrance and bitterness.

Lu Ying patted his head, "This is calming tea, baked by Dijun himself, you are in a state of mind, it is good to drink more."

Yun Tun looked down at the ink-soaked green buds in the teacup, feeling sore eyes,

"Master~Father~" He stood up and bowed to Lu Ying, "Yun~Tun~I have~something~phase~begging~"

Lu Ying looked at him, "Let's talk."

Until he left Zikun Xiaolou, Yuntun was still in a daze, holding a set of bone china knives given by Lu Ying in his arms, which was used by Cang Qi to scrape bones and cure poison.

He still agreed to assist Lu Ying.

Yun Tun walked aimlessly with the bone china knife in his arms, until he was staggered by a tree vine growing out of the ground, and then he came back to his senses and found that he had walked into the Xiangfei Bamboo Forest.

Not far from him is a clean stone, where he once turned into a snail and lay down to practice, and also...he had his wrist crushed by Lian Zheng.

On the smooth stone grows a black-purple Ganoderma lucidum, surrounded by a few silver threads, facing away from the wontons, I don't know what I'm doing, and I can smell a very clear fragrance.

He stepped forward and saw a few strands of silver coming out from the end of the bamboo forest, pouring dewdrops collected from the leaves into a flask.

"Are you~doing~what~?"

The Ganoderma lucidum turned its head, shook its head, brought the bottle to Yuntun, and happily invited him to have a taste.

The waves of the sea beat against the cliff, sending the breeze into the Xiangfei Bamboo Forest.

Yun Tun stood two feet away, looking at the purple ganoderma, and said softly, "Emperor."

After saying that, he knelt down and saluted respectfully.

The purple Ganoderma lucidum was still, motionless, and after a while, the cold smoke was faint, and the smoke cleared, and there was a man in a black robe, unparalleled in style.

Cang Qi frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Get up."

Yuntun shook his head, looking at the dead leaves on the ground, his chest heaving, he seemed to finally have the courage, straightened his body, stared at the tall and majestic man in front of him, and changed his usual slowness, "Yuntun was young and reckless, he offended him earlier. After killing the emperor, I hope that the emperor will make amends."

Yuntun's Adam's apple rolled, and thousands of emotions were hidden in his eyes, "The emperor's life-saving grace is unforgettable. Yuntun has agreed to assist the master in detoxifying the emperor, and he will help the emperor three times."

Cang Qi looked down at him, his stern face was full of storms, "What do you want to say?"

Yuntun felt himself trembling, shivering from the cold, and he tried to maintain his composure, "After detoxification, we will not owe each other, and I hope that the emperor will read to Master, let Yuntun go, and stop entanglement."

He clenched his fists tightly, looking at the deep dark eyes of the sky,

He closed his eyes, bowed his head and kowtowed, his forehead touched the dry withered leaves, "Wang Dijun sees that Yuntun is young and ignorant, please forgive me."

There are some things, even if I want to forgive, the scar on my heart still hurts clearly, maybe in the future this scar will heal and fade away, but now, it is still aching in Yuntun's heart.