Oops, Master is going to die again

Something hairy rubbed against his face, itching.Luo Feiniao couldn't take it anymore and woke up.

He just saw a big face approaching in front of him, and the white beard just swept back and forth on his chin, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But strictly speaking, it was Bu Xuanwen's unusually close old face that scared him soberly.

Sitting up suddenly, he bumped his head against Bu Xuanwen's forehead, almost knocking the old man over.

"I'm going, old man, you are so harsh, kiss me secretly while I'm asleep!" Luo Feiniao reacted strangely and shrank into the corner, rubbing his hand on his mouth fiercely, trying to wipe something away.However, the remaining feeling above could not be lingered no matter what, the feeling in the dream was too clear to make him feel that such a thing must have happened in reality.

He saw behind Bu Xuanwen, Cen Qingjiu who was standing there watching the whole process twitched his mouth and rolled his eyes at him.

Luo Feiniao ignored him and looked back at Bu Xuanwen.

Bu Xuanwen wasn't annoyed when he called him that, he was used to it anyway.Luo Feiniao called him that from a young age, and punished him at first, but later found out that he still didn't intend to change, so it was fine.

"You're blaming me for having sex dreams yourself, why don't you show some shame, brat!"

"I..." Luo Feiniao blushed, wanted to defend but couldn't say anything.

Looking around: "Where is this place?"

"This kid has no conscience!" Bu Xuanwen was tidying up the row of acupuncture, and when he heard this, he dropped his things, "You have lived here for so many years, don't you know where this is?"

"Ah..." He looked at Cen Qingjiu, thought for a long time, and shook his head at the two with a harmless expression.

The two sighed and turned to leave, when Luo Feiniao suddenly lowered his voice: "Is there something you two are hiding from me?"

Take a step.

"I've never had that... kind of dream, you must have done something to me!"

Hearing that he was still struggling with this kind of thing, the expressions of the two people relaxed.

can not say.

"It's just the three of us here, what else can we do? Do you think everyone is like you? Don't think I didn't hear what Ju Ying said to you." Cen Qingjiu smiled sarcastically, "Also, instead of getting entangled in such things, why not Why don't you come out for a walk. I've slept with you for seven days, if you don't want to get moldy." He turned around and followed Bu Xuanwen out, closing the door behind him.

Luo Feiniao became suspicious.I was just asking a small question, why did these two react so strongly?He suddenly felt that these two people really seemed to be hiding something from him, and I'm afraid it was not a small matter.

What happened to sleeping for seven days at a stretch?Wasn't he originally fighting Zeng Zhuxi and the others?How could I come here suddenly, and I have been asleep for so long without noticing.

There are too many strange things, he needs to ask them clearly.

Luo Feiniao lifted the quilt and got off the bed, a piece of yellow talisman paper fell from his body to his feet, picked it up, and roughly saw that it seemed to be a spell of seal or something.He didn't learn spells well, and he couldn't tell what they were used for, so I'll ask them later.

He casually picked up his outer shirt and chased him out, but there was no one in the yard.I went to the main house to take a look, but still got nothing.Still wondering where the two of them had gone, he saw Cen Qingjiu carrying a bamboo basket from the woodshed over there to the back mountain.Luo Feiniao finally saw a living person and just followed him.

"Hey! Cen Qingjiu." Luo Feiniao called out.

Cen Qingjiu seemed to have discovered him a long time ago, not surprised, and looked back at him.Luo Feiniao chased after him and walked alongside him: "Ask you."

"Talk." He had a cold expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You..." Luo Feiniao was about to take the talisman paper from his sleeve, but someone forcibly lifted his head up, and then his lips were sealed.

Luo Feiniao didn't realize what was going on all of a sudden, his hands and feet were cold from the sudden blow, and his mind was in a mess.

The man's movements were gentle, but there was a hint that he was not allowed to break free, so gentle that he was about to sink into it.All of a sudden, he felt that a long time had passed, he was a little out of breath, and the half of the face in front of him became unreal.He squinted his eyes, his whole body was numb, and his mind was dizzy as if he was in a cloud, as long as he ignored the lack of oxygen.

But the man didn't seem to let him go at all.Seeing that he didn't resist, it got even worse. His tongue came out of his mouth and lightly licked his lips.

Luo Feiniao was so stimulated that he shivered in shock and woke up.

Suddenly aware of the situation he was in now, he lowered his head and dodged the opponent's next onslaught.

"You're so annoying, asking so many questions, so what if it's me." The man lowered his head and whispered in his ear.low voice, direct hit

soul.

Luo Feiniao shook again three times.

I have grown up so much, except for molesting Awen a little when I was a child, I used to hold Ya’er’s head to sleep and threw it somewhere in the middle. It was taken away, but the other party was still a man? !

Shocked by this kind of information, Luo Feiniao's eyes were dull at the moment, staring straight at the soil on the ground.

Wait a minute, what did he just say?

It's him? !

So to say that strictly speaking, my first kiss disappeared in my unconscious sleep? !

still the same person...

He is in a state of breakdown at the moment.

Luo Feiniao was in a daze, and Cen Qingjiu at the side suddenly realized what he had done just now, and was also shocked.

"Luo..." He wasn't sure if his behavior just now had annoyed him.

"That," Luo Feiniao suddenly raised his head, except for his reddish cheeks, his expression was normal.Shaking off the talisman that was pinched into a ball and soaked in cold sweat in the palm of his hand, he waved it in front of Cen Qingjiu, "What is this talisman used for? Do you know?"

Could it be crazy? ?

It's impossible to have no other reaction at all, right? !

Cen Qingjiu looked at him, at the crumpled talisman, and shook his head sincerely.

Turning around to leave, Cen Qingjiu accelerated in a subtle way.

After a while, his figure just disappeared from Luo Feiniao's sight.

Luo Feiniao just walked back in a daze, tugged at the shawl that had slipped off his arm, and still didn't realize what was going on for a long time.

He just walked past Bu Xuanwen and entered his room.Seeing him coming back from there, Bu Xuanwen was also puzzled when he returned this expression.

In the evening, the three of them ate in the yard.When Bu Xuanwen was younger, he ploughed grains and didn't eat them, so he sat there reading a book facing the moonlight, and by the way looked at the pot on the stove next to him, which contained herbal soup for Luo Feiniao to drink. .

The other two, each holding a rice bowl, sat facing each other, looking at each other silently, stirring the dishes with their chopsticks, occasionally picking up a bite to eat with the rice.Seeing the angry looks of these two people here, Bu Xuanwen couldn't hold back, thinking that the two had quarreled again?

Luo Feiniao suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks and left the table, after eating for a long time, he finally finished eating.He didn't want to appear at the same time as Cen Qingjiu, it was embarrassing.

"You boy, take this decoction and give it to him to drink." Cen Qingjiu looked up at Luo Feiniao leaving and entered the room, but Bu Xuanwen stuffed a clean bowl into it and poured the decoction into it.

"Go and apologize to him. The two of you are always arguing. Nothing good will happen if you quarrel. Build a good relationship so that you can do everything you should do. Isn't there Zeng Zhuxi who is getting away with it?"

He was pushed over in such an inexplicable way.

Luo Feiniao sat at the table, studying the talisman paper according to the previous books.What happened in the afternoon was so shocking to him that he forgot to ask his master what it was, and now he didn't really want to go, as soon as he went, he would see Cen Qingjiu, so it would be meaningless for him to leave.

After finally calming down, looking at the rows of spells, my heart is heavy.

I knew that I studied hard back then, but now I don’t understand anything...

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a green figure came in.He's already familiar with it, and it's Cen Qingjiu who can't go wrong.

"Luo Feiniao, drink this." His voice sounded cold, but it was extremely stiff.

"Oh, put it down." Luo Feiniao didn't even look at him, he was still staring at the book, but his thoughts went somewhere.

Cen Qingjiu wanted to leave, but hesitated for a while, and turned back.

"That... you better not know... trust me again, really!" He pointed to the talisman in Luo Feiniao's hand.

Luo Feiniao looked at him blankly, not knowing what it meant: "Why do you keep trying to hide something from me?"

"No..." Cen Qingjiu was eager to defend himself, but after a long time, he still sighed: "Forget it, you won't listen to what I say, if you can trust me... you know , I will not lie to you, let alone harm you." His eyes were quite sincere, and he just looked at Luo Feiniao.

"Thank you so much." Luo Feiniao was about to raise his head to say a few more words, but there was no one beside him, and the door was tightly shut.If it weren't for the bowl of steaming medicine, it seemed that no one had come here just now.

After a little hesitation, he finally picked it up and drank it in one gulp.It's a little hot, but it's bearable; it's just that the medicine is very bitter.

After reading the book all night, Luo Feiniao didn't find anything useful from the book, not even any information about the spell, let alone know its specific function.But why is this spell on him again?Could it be that there is something on him that needs to be sealed?

He thought for a long time, and there was only the corpse poison that he didn't know when it would happen.

But there was something suspicious about him.

Why would I faint.

I don't know how many times, the last massacre at Luo's house in Fuyang was also the same, the memory stopped when I was fighting those evil spirits, and I can't remember what happened afterwards.When I woke up, it looked like many days had passed, because Cen Dansheng, He Yaowen and other disciples had all returned to their respective sects, and they were only called temporarily.

During the few days when they went back, they were in a coma and unconscious.

This feeling is quite familiar, but I can't remember when I met it except these two times.

It is too difficult to find faults in my own memory.

However, the last time the corpse poison attack was so severe, I didn't do anything about it.So it can't be corpse poison.

He spread out on the desk, faintly sleepy.The sun outside the window had already risen, and the candlestick on the desk was ready to be extinguished.The warm light and shadows of the rising sun filled the room, and besides the many things that could be seen, there was a large area of ​​darkness.

All I can see are childhood memories.

When I was a child, I didn't like reading very much, and I was quite disrespectful to this master who appeared out of nowhere, and was often fined.He didn't eat for several meals in a row, and was forced to practice swords and read books. He was often so hungry that he would pass out.Every now and then, Cen Qingjiu would secretly ask his brother to order some food and bring it to him.

This happened a few times, and I remember one time when they finally revealed their secrets. Both of them were arrested by the master and fined for several days.At that time, I called him stupid, so I could be caught.

Luo Feiniao thought about it, and suddenly smiled.Isn't he helping himself all the time?But why didn't I believe him now?To be honest, has he ever lied to himself?

He didn't want to think about these anymore, but suddenly remembered that his master came here for no reason.

He just fell asleep, and when they got together in the morning, there was this man in the ruined temple where they lived, and he let himself call him Master.When asked about Cen Qingjiu and Cen Qingjue, neither of them answered.

Waking up again.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of what happened before he went to bed.

It has been quite a long time since the incident, and I was young at the time, so I don't remember anything at all.After thinking about it for a long time, instead of scratching my head here, I might as well ask the master.

He slips out of the room.He thought that the old man hadn't gotten up so early, but he saw that Bu Xuanwen was already practicing sword in the yard, and Cen Qingjiu had just come down from the mountain, and he was still carrying the same basket from yesterday, which was full of medicinal herbs.

Seeing him, still felt a little embarrassed, Luo Feiniao coughed lightly, and walked straight towards Bu Xuan asked.

Dodging his sword edge, he raised his hand to block it, but stopped some distance away from his hand.

"What's up, boy?"

Luo Feiniao looked serious: "Master, what's the matter with this spell? What are you hiding from me?"

Seeing him suddenly addressing himself like that, Bu Xuanwen panicked for a moment, put away the moves in his hand, and said in the same serious tone: "You, there is no need to know. This is for your own good."

Same answer as Cen Qingjiu.He is bored.

He chuckled, with a cold light in his eyes: "If I don't know when it happened, I can't control the things you want to seal so much."

Seeing his threatening tone, Bu Xuanwen didn't panic, and let him go to the side to continue practicing his sword: "That's not sure, if you know, it will make it easier for this to happen. How can I say Woolen cloth?"

It seemed that she was really lying to him.

"I told you, so what? Can you stop yourself?" Bu Xuanwen retreated and took a deep breath.When he opened his eyes again, there was just the same cold look in his eyes.

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I had a hard time writing these two chapters...