When Jing Zhou rushed back to Haitangwu with the newly assigned key, the boy had already washed the bowls and chopsticks, and the new medicine was boiling in the stove. Book.

"Fixed?" The boy looked up from the book and asked when Jing Zhou came back.

Jing Zhou spread out the two keys in the palm of his hand, one new and one old in front of the young man: "You choose."

The implication is that if you are worried that I will match a fake one to fool you, you can choose the original one.

The young man pondered for a moment, took the old key from Jing Zhou's hand, and raised the corner of his lips: "Then I will not be polite."

Jing Zhou tsk-tsk in his heart, this little bastard is really rude, usually in such a situation, if he expresses his intentions, the other party will take a step back to save face.

But seeing the favorability degree fluctuated by 5 points, Jing Zhou was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

The young man put the key in his hand and played with it for a while, he couldn't put it down, and the smile on his face was unprecedentedly sincere.

Just be happy.

Jing Zhou put away his key, and was about to go to the yard to look for medicines, when he saw the young man's clothes slightly open, revealing his snow-white neck and slender collarbone, and the deep fingerprints floating on his porcelain-white skin were dazzling , This is a picture that draws people's daydream, but in Jing Zhou's eyes, it didn't cause any waves. He was like an elder: "Young Master Yu, wrap up the quilt quickly, or you will catch a cold and cough all night."

Maybe it's because the young man is in a good mood now, and his favorability has increased by 5 points because of this insignificant sentence.

He looked over with a half-smile, and said unexpectedly, "Brother Zhou."

Jing Zhou was taken aback for a moment, his scalp was almost tingling from being frightened by this name. What's going on?Could it be that the increase in favorability will also cause the target of the attack to change his nickname?

Seeing the change of color on his face, the young man said half teasingly and half seriously: "Since we have become Taoist couples, we will stop calling you the son of the suzerain in the future. Like you said just now, it seems to be born."

"Okay... Shall I call you Ci'er in the future?" Jing Zhou naturally responded to his request.

The young man pondered for a moment, then shook his head. Not only did he not like the name, but he also disliked it very much: "If you don't mind, call me Zixi in the future."

Jing Zhou was puzzled: "Zi Xi?"

"Well, it was a...an old senior who gave me the word in a joke."

When the young man said this, there seemed to be some vague warmth on his face, but it was too short, and it disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, without a trace.

"Senior?"

"Well, very old, the kind who have lived for thousands of years."

"..."

Jing Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he smelled the smell of the green hat. The other party still sounded disrespectful... But in his conscience, he didn't care.

It's just that Zixi's words sound awkward and suffocating. This old senior brother must have no education, so Jing Zhou made his own opinion: "Is it okay to be called Xi'er?"

The boy was silent for a moment: "Brother Suizhou is happy."

As long as it is not the word Yuci, he can do it.

Seeing that the matter was finally settled, Jing Zhou turned around and stared at the medicine outside the house.Bored, the system suddenly clicked again, and he couldn't wait to open the system information interface, and saw that there was an unread letter in the empty message box——

【Strategy of Yu Ci】

Concise and to the point.

Jing Zhou was overjoyed and couldn't wait to open the email——

Yu Ci, the protagonist of this book.

The adopted son of the Shen family in Wanlin City was originally the son of Yu Ze, a retainer of the Shen family. His father and brother died in the battle of enslaving ghosts in Xuanji Mountain.

At the age of 17, she married her elder sister and became a Taoist couple with the No.20 fourth-generation guardian of Xuanji Mountain.

Although seriously ill, he is upright, gentle and generous, informal, chivalrous and affectionate.

Seven years later, he defeated the ghost lord Qi Jue with his own strength, and the Blood Ballad Palace became famous all over the world in the first battle.

There are countless admirers around her, but she only loves Jing Wubo, who is the spotless white lotus in the prosperous age.

It is said to be a character guide, but it is actually just an introduction, or the kind of unreliable introduction that exaggerates the protagonist's hype and divorces from reality.

Open and aboveboard, gentle and generous, informal, chivalrous, and affectionate...

Whether the love is deep or not, Jing Zhou doesn't know, at least in his current view, the first four points above seem to be a bit too watery. This little brat is obviously a person with deep thoughts and will get revenge.

And why does the last sentence "Bai Lian in a prosperous age without dust or dirt" sound like a curse?Oh, the system is really playful.

Jing Zhou was about to close the email, when he took a closer look and found that there was a very small word "easter egg" at the end of the text, he opened it patiently, and found that this is the so-called strategy——

Set property: subject to (?)

Diet taste: spicy, not sweet;

Special habits: addiction to white clothes; phobia of sleeping alone;

Weaknesses: Since I saw my father and brother being swallowed by the beast Zhu Yan when I was young, I have a natural fear and aversion to large spirit beasts;

Disadvantages: cooking talent is zero;

What are the meanings of the parentheses and question marks behind the attribute 'subject'?That is, the attack and receiving attributes can be reversed?Is there a possibility of a counterattack?This made Jing Zhou feel a little worried, but thinking about the sickly appearance of the little bastard, he thought it was impossible.

Moreover, Yu Ci obviously likes to eat sweets very much, and he can see one or two of his obsession with candied fruit when taking medicine.There is also this white clothes addiction, phobia of sleeping alone, Yu Ci not only dislikes white clothes, but also wears red clothes all day long, not only does not have the fear of sleeping alone, but can't fall asleep when others are close to him, this...

Although the time spent together is too short, there is no way to verify other aspects, but on the whole, he thinks the credibility of this Easter egg is not high.

In the next few days, he worked diligently to cook soup and medicine for the boy. Three days later, the boy's cough gradually improved. He basically slept at night and woke up with a cough at dawn. His appetite improved a lot, and he ate all the meals that Qi Wusuo sent every day, and his pale face gradually turned a little bloody.

Jing Zhou intends to cook for the teenager himself, but although he ate all kinds of delicacies when he was a food blogger, he doesn't know anything about cooking, so he has no strength to do so.

Every time, Qi Wusuo brought medicine for promoting blood circulation and dispelling blood stasis in the food box: "Since Master doesn't want to see a doctor, then I will come to show Master every day, so I can feel at ease."

The young man who was looking at the introductory method of Xuanji Mountain raised his eyes a little, and looked at Jing Zhou: "Brother Zhou is not feeling well?"

Qi Wusuo, who is the most talkative on weekdays, silenced his voice, and Jing Zhou calmly said, "A few days ago, my waist hurt. I went to Tong Wusuo to get medicine for bruises. It's getting better these days."

The young man withdrew his gaze and nodded lightly: "Young Master Qi, just leave it to me to apply the medicine."

"Then it's my fault." Qi Wusuo put away the medicine and food boxes, kept his expression on, and left after a while.

After Qi Wusuo left, the young man looked at Jing Zhou meaningfully: "This big apprentice has a lot of thoughts about you."

Jing Zhou, who was drinking tea, almost choked out a mouthful of water: "No way, Wu Wu has a gentle and considerate personality, and treats people well."

Seeing that the young man was noncommittal, Jing Zhou changed his mind. It doesn't matter what happened in this situation. The more you deny it, the more you are looking for death. He knows how to respond appropriately: "If you are not at ease, I will ask you in person, so that everyone will know clearly. In vain, don't hold grudges."

The boy didn't express his opinion: "I'm just reminding you from the eyes of an outsider, there is no other meaning."

Then he smiled again: "Brother Zhou can decide for himself."

After that, the matter of applying the medicine was really handed over to the young man, his hands were softer and cooler than Qi Wuzuo, every time after taking the medicine, Jing Zhou was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

Until one time, Jing Zhou, who was undressed, didn’t pay attention, and a porcelain vase the size of a thumb rolled out of his pocket and fell to the ground. He was just about to bend down to pick it up, but the vase had already rolled to the boy’s feet. When he pretended to be something, his face turned blue.

The young man picked up the porcelain bottle, played with it for a while as if he saw something rare, then opened the bottle cap and sniffed it, smiling meaningfully: "Purple spirit ointment? It's not cheap, brother Zhou is generous, so plan ahead."

"Hey, do you recognize it?" Jing Zhou was a little surprised.

...and a little embarrassing too.

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