[Hidden] legend

1.

The three of them were brought back to Zhuju by Tian Linger's Zhu Ling, Xiao Fan injured his leg and couldn't touch the ground, Ding Yin carried him all the way.Tian Linger was also afraid that Xiaofan would be scolded by her father when she went back like this, so she stopped here temporarily, thinking about what kind of ideas she could take to hide her father for a while.

Hmm... It's probably not okay to catch cold and get sick, except for the last time he was beaten and vomited blood by his father, Xiaofan is in good health, and he hasn't been sick for more than two years...

——"Miss Linger."

By the way, vomiting blood!Said that Xiaofan's injury last time was not healed? ...But she doesn't believe it herself, Dad will definitely blow his nose and stare and ask if the big yellow pill I gave can still expire, no, it seems even scarier...

——"Senior Sister?"

Forget it, let’s not think about this for now, think about cooking, it’s almost time to go, and you can’t delay preparing dinner, Xiaofan will definitely not be able to enter the kitchen in this state, she has to go to the fifth brother to help make a meal, but the master’s mouth They were all spoiled by Xiaofan... The fifth senior brother's craftsmanship must make everyone vomit, and the other senior brothers are unreliable... I can't even knead the dough well... I will definitely show my secrets... Can senior brother Qi Hao know how to cook?

——"Senior Sister—"

"Ah?" Tian Linger came back to her senses, blinked her eyes, "Xiaofan, what do you want?"

The wound on Zhang Xiaofan's leg has only been tidied up, the broken bone and the pain in the flesh made him pale for a while, but he still said anxiously: "Senior Sister, I have to trouble you to go back, it's already here, don't prepare dinner anymore , the time will be late. I can’t stand up now, so I’m afraid I have to trouble Brother Fifth.”

Tian Ling'er lowered her shoulders: "I'm thinking about this too, but Senior Brother Wu is still practicing in the Taiji Cave. Dad has been watching him for a while, so I can't call him out, call him out... As far as his skill is concerned, Dad can't help it now." I guess I can’t eat it anymore. And...Xiao Fan, if you don’t show up at night, Dad will definitely ask. Don’t worry, I will tell Dad that I want you to go to the pine forest. If he wants to blame, he can only blame me. Go to your head. You take good care of your wounds, and I will bring someone to pick you up in a while."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't want his senior sister to be scolded because of him, not to mention that he had done this himself, and was about to refute, but Ding Yin, who was sitting by the bed, took a step ahead of him: "...I'll help you with your dinner Bar."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes widened, and he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, how can I let Big Brother Ding do this, if I can do it here, then I will do it, if I have a walking stick... I, hiss—"

Ding Yin saw that he had accidentally stretched his calf so that his face was wrinkled in pain, and pressed down his fidgeting hand: "If you have a new injury, you have to struggle to go to the ground on the first day." people? You just stay there."

Zhang Xiaofan was forced to shut up, although Tian Linger felt that there was something to be done in this way, she was still clear-headed: "Xiaofan is not nervous, how can I let Senior Ding do these things."

Ding Yin shook his head, and said calmly: "Xiaofan's injury will have to last for a month or two. You can't hide it. To Tian Shouzuo, tell the truth. I know that Dazhufeng is preparing for the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, and all the disciples I am studying hard, if I have no time to take care of him, as long as he doesn’t mind, I am willing to do it for you. As for your dinner, Xiaofan gave me food for half a year. When he was injured, I cooked rice as a reward. Unreasonable."

Ding Yin was well-organized and logically correct, Tian Linger couldn't think of anything to refute, but she still felt a little drummed in her heart, Zhang Xiaofan shook her head like a rattle again: "No, no, I have already caused you a lot of trouble, Big Brother Ding today. , someone will do the cooking, and I don’t need someone to take care of me too much, Xiao Hui is very smart, I can make it..."

Ding Yin looked helpless, and raised two fingers to touch the other's lips: "I'm only allowed to trouble you, you can't trouble me? Is there someone called Big Brother?"

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless, he had no choice but to refute.

And Tian Linger can't make decisions on her own, she sees that Xiaofan is resting peacefully now, she is more or less at ease, thinking that if she can't escape after scolding, she can't escape. Tell the truth.So he didn't delay any longer, and went to the front hall alone.

2.

Zhang Xiaofan felt like sitting on pins and needles, since Tian Linger left, he frequently looked outside from the window of the bamboo house.

Master will definitely be angry... There is such an unbelievable apprentice, who can't even deal with a boa constrictor, and even hurts his leg bones. He can't take care of himself completely for ten days and a half months. While preparing for the Qimai martial arts competition, I have to cause trouble for them, and I can't even cook.

He thought of what happened a few days ago, and when Ding Yin took the wounded him away, he saw the supernatural power of the master from Ding Yin's shoulder, and in just one moment, he drove the proud disciples of Uncle Cangsong back. Going out, he remembered that Ding Yin blocked the python's huge mouth earlier today, and remembered that his senior sister saved him from the snake's mouth with a magic weapon...

Unconsciously, he reached into his left sleeve, but the sound of paper rubbing made him hesitate again, so he sighed softly, withdrew his cool fingertips, leaned against the pillow and continued to look out of the window.

As a result, the senior sister hadn't waited to come back, but the faint fragrance outside became more and more intense.After a while, the door of the room was pushed open, Ding Yin approached the bed with a cup of steaming fish soup, filled a small bowl and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan: "I'm not as delicious as yours, take a sip and try it." Try it."

Zhang Xiaofan was holding a bowl of warm white fish soup, the heat of the soup seeped into the palm of his hand through the porcelain bowl, warming his fingertips, and also pushed back some of his self-blame just now.

He lowered his head and took a mouthful with a spoon. The delicious and warm taste permeated his body all the way, and it evokes the surprise when he was frightened earlier and the exhaustion caused by the energy consumed by the injury.

Ding Yin saw him looking down, his black eyelashes seemed to be slightly watered by the heat of fish soup, and he couldn't help but carefully said: "I've tasted it, and it's not so bad that you look like 'what's with this half bowl? Does it look like you can drink it?"

Zhang Xiaofan was amused by him, he almost choked on the unfinished fish soup, he swallowed it quickly and shook his head: "The fish soup I made myself is not so delicious, brother Ding's craftsmanship is very good."

Ding Yin also drank the fish soup he boiled before, and the taste was much better than his own. Thinking that Xiao Fan never boasted anyway, and had no intention of making him feel uncomfortable, he changed the subject: "That pine forest was killed by a giant The snake broke several trees, it is better to make the best use of them, I will go there tomorrow to get some wood, and come back to make you a pair of crutches."

Zhang Xiaofan drank half of the soup, his body was warm, and he became more energetic: "Brother Ding, can you make a walking stick? But is it too far to get wood from there?"

Ding Yin raised his eyebrows: "You don't want pine nuts anymore?"

The smile on Zhang Xiaofan's face receded, he shrank his shoulders aggrievedly, and said in a muffled voice: "I know I was wrong, Brother Ding, don't laugh at me."

Ding Yin leaned forward and picked up two pieces of fish meat for him and put them into the bowl: "I'm not kidding you, anyway, you can only sit and lie on the bed now, I'll bring you some back, so you can keep your hands busy, wait When you recover, you can steam chicken with pine nuts and make porridge with pine nuts for everyone."

Zhang Xiaofan's face was a little red, and he just ate the fish in silence. Ding Yin turned his head to look out of the window, narrowed his eyes to recognize it, and patted Xiaofan's arm: "Which of your senior sister is next to you?" ?”

3.

Tian Buyi heard his daughter's report, his chubby face was tense at first, and then turned back to expressionless after a while.

Tian Linger was still a little angry because her father gave Xiaofan a slap for no reason last time, even though she asked her mother to give Xiaofan a big yellow pill later, she was still taciturn.When explaining the matter this time, I kept thinking that if my father scolded me, I would bear it all, so as not to hurt Xiaofan's heart again.

Unexpectedly, she had prepared herself for a long time, but Tian Buyi's attitude was surprisingly peaceful. First, she asked the other five apprentices to take turns to do the kitchen work, and said that the Qimai Martial Arts Competition is coming soon, and the practice cannot be left behind. He intends to take care of Xiaofan and let Xiaofan stay in the back mountain to rest for a while.He even added a sentence for the first time: Remind Lao Qi, don't take advantage of the leg injury to be lazy, the daily Qingyun mentality still cannot be neglected.

Xiao Hui jumped up and down on the bed, looked at the wooden board on Zhang Xiaofan's calf that was used to fix the broken bone, and wanted to reach out his paw to touch it, but was stopped by Ding Yin.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't believe it: "...Master, that's all you said?"

Lu Daxin put the burden brought by Xiaofan inside Xiaofan, nodded and said: "Yes, Xiaofan, look, I think your leg is hurt and it's cold again, and you'll always feel cold when sitting, so just I brought all your thick clothes and quilts, only the mattress is occupied by rhubarb, are you still cold? Do you want me to send you something else?"

Zhang Xiaofan quickly shook his head: "No need, these are enough. Thank you Fifth Brother."

Tian Ling'er was the happiest when she didn't hear her father scolding Xiaofan, and now she had the idea of ​​joking, and said with a bitter face: "Xiaofan, you need to get better soon, we must all be sorry for your illness. You have to starve and lose weight. Others don’t care, the dishes they cook are still dishes. You haven’t seen the craftsmanship of the second senior brother, it’s going to destroy the world..."

Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to hold back his laughter, but Lu Daxin laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist: "Young junior sister, it seems that you are scared, don't worry, we discussed it, cooking and digging out the second senior brother, he will be in charge of washing dishes. It's okay, but I dare not let him go to the kitchen."

Maybe Tian Linger was lively, after a while, Zhang Xiaofan finally relaxed.Lu Daxin told Xiaofan a few more words about Xiaofan's injury, then said goodbye to Xiaofan with Tian Linger, and walked out of the room.

After Ding Yin knew Tian Buyi's words, he had already left the room while his senior brothers were talking. When Tian Linger came out and saw Ding Yin, he was sharpening a new bamboo sword with a knife beside the firewood stack in the courtyard.

Lu Daxin was in charge of today's dinner, so he went to the kitchen first after talking to Tian Linger, Tian Linger walked down the steps, and bowed to Ding Yin: "Please take care of the junior brother, I will try to come over as often as possible. Whatever you need, senior can tell Linger."

Ding Yin brushed off the bamboo shavings from his legs, stood up and said with a smile, "Miss Linger, please."

Tian Ling'er shook her head, looked at the half-finished product in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Senior, you travel all over the world, and you don't have any magic weapon of the fairy family on your body, this bamboo sword can't bind the sword spirit, nor can it hold true energy. The power is very limited, right?"

Ding Yin shook his head indifferently: "Ding Yin doesn't want to kill demons, a bamboo sword is enough for self-defense."

Tian Linger blinked her eyes, she didn't quite understand what she heard, but she couldn't ask any more, after saying goodbye, she drove Zhu Ling back to the front hall.

Seeing that light red was far away, Ding Yin slowly went back to the bamboo house.Xiao Hui seldom came in before, now he is running up and down in the room, curious about everything, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hit it before, now he can't move, even more helpless, he can only tremble in fear, afraid that it will break something .

Fortunately, Xiao Hui seemed a little apprehensive about Ding Yin's territory, turned around, and returned to Xiaofan's leg, as if he was still very interested in the splint for his leg.

As a result, the paw stretched out, but Ding Yin stopped it without any accident.

Ding Yin met the monkey's eyes, and half-truthfully threatened: "If you dare to touch this, I will burn you tonight."

Zhang Xiaofan threatened braised in soy sauce, steamed in oil, deep-fried and boiled in water not once or twice before, Xiao Hui ignored him at all, was about to smile wryly and say that this trick was useless, but unexpectedly the little monkey seemed to understand, moved his eyes, and really left Zhang Xiaofan's legs.

Zhang Xiaofan: "..."

He looked at Xiao Hui who ran out of the door, with a look of unlovable love: "Damn monkey, bully the weak and fear the strong, and don't even think about who rescued you back then."

Ding Yin couldn't bear to speak, leaned forward and lifted Lu Daxin's bundle off the bed: "Put it in the closet, and I'll bring it to you when needed."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, Ding Yin opened the door of the cupboard with the things in his hand, and put the bundle on it, but a piece of paper pinned to the corner was rubbed and slowly fell down.

The paper was folded, Ding Yin knelt down to pick it up, the cabinet door was not closed, he unfolded it and looked at it, the handwriting was beautiful, like a girl's favorite handwriting.

Glancing at the words on the far left, Ding Yin's heart moved, and he asked through the cabinet: "Xiao Fan, you started practicing the second-level exercises in the sect a few months ago, have you already learned them?"

Zhang Xiaofan pressed his sore knee that had been stretched for a long time, and said honestly: "Not yet... the second level of kung fu, ordinary disciples probably have to practice for about three years, and I only have such a short time...Brother Ding, How did you even remember to ask this?"

Ding Yin closed the cabinet door, shook the paper full of formulas in his hand: "Then, who taught you this third level of exercises?"

-TBC-