The devil attacks me every day

The cave is a little hot, and there is a strong medicinal fragrance in the air.

Xu Xiaofei was walking in front, his footsteps seemed a little flimsy, his wide sleeves swayed in a graceful arc in the air, then he turned around and pointed to the various materials and herbs piled up like hills beside the furnace, Rubbing between her brows, she said, "According to the medicine, clean it up."

His voice was hoarse with exhaustion, and when he opened his eyes again, Meng Qi'an could almost see the blood in his eyes.

Even instinctively worried about him.

Meng Qi'an hurriedly buried her head, hiding the flash of nostalgia in her eyes.

There is also a long passage in the spacious cave, leading to other caves.After Xu Xiaofei told them to deal with this place, he left unsteadily.He was very tired at the moment and desperately needed rest.

Meng Qi'an and Sang Jiu squatted down together to pick out the randomly piled spiritual herb materials.Because Meng Qi'an followed Xu Xiaofei since he was a child, he was very familiar with the ingredients of refining medicine. He did not expect that Sang Jiu knew this very well, and his speed was not much slower than him.

And the last time I saw her, Sang Jiu was not surprised by favor or humiliation. I think she has a good family background, so I don't know why she came to Huanyun to be a little drug boy.

"Miss Sang." He intentionally chatted and asked, "Have you ever had a master of medicine repair before?"

"No." Sang Jiu said with a cold face, and the speed of his men did not slow down.

"It was Zhuang who was rude. I just saw that you are very proficient in medicine, so I asked too much." Meng Qi'an apologized.

Sang Jiu looked up at him.

Except for the birthmark, Sang Jiu is actually very beautiful.Hearing this, her eyes like autumn water were a little cold, and she asked: "What about Xiaoyou Zhuang, I see that you are more proficient in medicine than I am."

"...Cough." Meng Qi'an got up holding the herbs he had organized in his arms, "I'll go help Jin Tian."

The girl's eyes followed Meng Qi'an until she saw him sitting across from Jin Tian and picked up a check booklet, then she slowly looked away.

She glanced at Zhuang Nanhai who was standing aside, and didn't ask him to help, she just cleaned up by herself.

Here Jin Tian is busy sorting out the messy materials in the cave and putting them in a booklet. He put the medicinal herbs that Sang Jiu packed into a cabinet while holding the booklet to check the numbers. When he saw Meng Qi'an coming, he was busy Throw the brochure to Meng Qi'an.

"I don't like to read these dense things... Brother Zhuang, help me write!" He said with a dejected face.

Meng Qi'an took the booklet and nodded: "Okay, where do you put the materials, just tell me directly, and I will remember it for you."

"Thank you very much!" Jin Tian went to the cabinet with the materials in his arms, "Senior Gengyou, Hai Qingteng."

Meng Qi'an immediately picked up a pen to transcribe.

Zhuang Nanhai crammed together yesterday, and only learned the method of Rongsheng and fire control. Facing the task of sorting out the messy medicinal materials in the cave, Meng Qi'an asked him to help him watch the fire in the cauldron first.

Anyway, the two of them didn't come here sincerely to do odd jobs, and when the time came, they just followed into Wangshu Pavilion.

The four of them worked for nearly two hours before sorting out the messy materials in the cave.Jin Tian took the booklet from Meng Qi'an's hand, just glanced at it, and couldn't help saying 'Yo': "Brother Zhuang, your handwriting is really good!"

"Ah, that's ridiculous. I used to practice a lot, but recently I'm a bit rusty." His handwriting is indeed different from a hundred years ago, not because it's good or bad, but because of the different strokes and energy.

Firstly, Meng Qi'an's state of mind is different from before, and secondly, he came back from the dead, his wrist strength is softer than before, and the words he wrote have lost the sharpness of the past.

His eyes flicked across the lines of writing, and he was very sure that even Xu Xiaofei, who personally taught him to read and write, came to read the words on this booklet, but he couldn't recognize the words written by that young and energetic boy back then. up.

Jin Tian immediately picked up a pen, and imitated Meng Qi'an's handwriting on the back of a scrapped prescription.

He has a rough temper and can't write so finely. He sighed: "If it's really impossible, I can't learn anyone's characters. My own is too casual."

Meng Qi'an smiled and comforted him: "Words are a person's muscles and bones. You don't need to imitate others. Even if you learn the appearance, you can't learn the inside. It's better to practice hard, and you will always write your own. In style."

"Hmm...Brother Zhuang is right, but I am lazy by nature, so I really can't get enough energy to practice calligraphy. Not to mention anything else, every medicine boy in Lingyunfeng must take care of the medicine field, and it won't be long. There is an assessment at the end of the year, and I am exhausted... Although I am not satisfied with my handwriting, it is just talking, it is more painful for me to practice handwriting than to kill me." Jin Tian closed the booklet and put it on the On the table.

Is it not long before the year-end assessment?

Ling Yunfeng's annual year-end assessment has a high gold content, and he had heard of it before coming to Huanyun.

Let's hope they all make it to the sky.

After two hours of cooperation, the four of them finally talked more.Seeing that Xu Xiaofei didn't come out for a long time, the four of them could only find a place to sit in the cave.

Jin Tian seemed very interested in Sang Jiu, so he leaned over to talk to her.Zhuang Nanhai approached Meng Qi'an and sat beside him.

"You still can't let go of him?" He asked softly.

"Huh?" Meng Qi'an didn't realize what Zhuang Nanhai was asking for a while, "Who am I to?"

Zhuang Nanhai didn't speak, and looked at the long passage in the cave.

It was Xu Xiaofei.

Meng Qi'an licked his lips, feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "...you saw it all?"

He knew that he would feel abnormal when facing Xu Xiaofei, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Nanhai would notice that something was wrong for a moment.

However, he just couldn't eliminate Xu Xiaofei's influence on him.

Obviously he should look at Xu Xiaofei coldly, obviously full of hatred for him, but the child in the depths of his soul who yearns for warmth keeps reappearing, reminding Meng Qi'an time and time again that Xu Xiaofei has been with him for most of his life.

Like a friend like a father, it is hard to let go.

Zhuang Nanhai couldn't see Meng Qi'an looking at Xu Xiaofei with such nostalgic and dependent eyes.What's more, just now, when he saw Xu Xiaofei's bloodshot eyes, he showed distressed eyes.

Why would you show such a look to such a person.

It's not worth it, it shouldn't be, and he doesn't allow it.

Zhuang Nanhai put his hand on Meng Qi'an's shoulder and said, "You know, he is no longer your relative."

No relative will calculate their own children.

No loved one could be that cruel.

But he was absolutely not quite right. After uttering the word 'relative', the eyes of the young man in front of him turned red as fast as the naked eye could see.

"You..." Zhuang Nanhai panicked, stretched out his hands to hold his face, and brushed the slightly moist corners of Meng Qi'an's eyes with his thumbs: "Is he that important?"

On the face of Meng Qi'an, a young man who was still a little strange to him, there was a deep sadness.

Under Zhuang Nanhai's warm palm, he nodded slowly, and replied hoarsely, "I'm sorry...I'm too cowardly."

Too cowardly to dare to face Xu Xiaofei with his own face.

Cowardly enough to be hurt and bruised all over his body, he still can't let go of the kindness he once had.

The jealousy in Zhuang Nanhai's heart immediately turned into distress, and he also forgot what the purpose of his insistence on asking him was. He only knew that he really couldn't see Meng Qi'an feeling a little bit sad, so his voice softened, and he comforted him, "It's not cowardice."

He looked at Meng Qi'an very seriously, his eyes pierced through time, from a hundred years ago to the present, and fell on the most important young man in his life.

"Don't apologize, Meng Qi'an, you are just too serious. Live seriously, and thank everyone in your life seriously. He lied to you once, and lied to you with more than ten years of feelings. It was his fault, not yours. wrong."

"You will be sad, sad, habitually dependent on him, and paying attention to him is normal. As long as you adapt to your current heart, as long as you remember that he is not worth treating him like you... you will be better."

Meng Qi'an's eyes were all about Zhuang Nanhai.

Although his current face is an unfamiliar Chinese character face, his voice and breath are all around him.

Whenever he just glanced around, Zhuang Nanhai's figure would be by his side.

This kind of feeling made him very relieved, and the ups and downs of his emotions gradually calmed down under his comfort.

The four of them did not rest for long.

Xu Xiaofei reappeared in the cave after adjusting his breath for two hours.

His hair was tied up and combed in a half-knot with a wooden hairpin, and there was no broken hair left on his forehead, which was completely different from the slightly decadent look just now.

Xu Xiaofei sized up the clean and tidy cave which was completely different from before, and asked with a smile on his face, "What are your names?"

"Golden Sky."

"Sang Jiu."

"Meng Qing."

"Zhuang Hai."

The four answered in turn.

I don't know if it was Meng Qi'an's illusion, but he seemed to see that when he said the word Zhuang Hai, Xu Xiaofei's eyes were in a daze for a moment.His eyes were a little hollow, a little confused, as if he had thought of something, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Xu Xiaofei quickly regained that gentle appearance.Because he needs to refine a newly developed pill this time, he needs the medicine boy to handle some chores.

He ordered Sang Jiu, who knew the most about pharmacology, to come up with more possible pill formulas with new pill formulas.He ordered Zhuang Nanhai, who was the most proficient at controlling fire, to refine some of the designated spiritual herbs.

Jin Tian was sent back to Lingyun Peak by him to choose various elixirs with different ages for him.

"Zhuang Hai." Xu Xiaofei waved at Meng Qi'an, "Follow me."

Meng Qi'an took a quick look at Zhuang Nanhai and saw him nodding, so he followed with confidence.

Xu Xiaofei walked in front, the long passage in the cave had several forks.Meng Qi'an followed Xu Xiaofei into a quiet cave, where scrolls and books were randomly piled up, and there was a whole wall of boxes, many of which were covered with a thick layer of dust, and it looked like they hadn't been opened for many years.

"Bring me that box." Xu Xiaofei said.

Following the direction he pointed, Meng Qi'an brought back a scarlet box and handed it to him.

"Open it." Xu Xiaofei continued.

Meng Qi'an was suspicious but could only follow through.The box was unlocked, and he opened it without much effort.

Dust fell down, and the moment Meng Qi'an opened the box, Meng Qi'an almost lost his composure.

It was a dagger, which looked simple and unremarkable, and the evil-suppressing runes engraved on it were smooth and slightly jerky.

This is Meng Qi'an's birthday present to Xu Xiaofei.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Nanhai (reaching out): Daughter-in-law, why didn't you give me a gift.

Thanks to the sugar mustard dust for feeding the nutrient solution x10, and thanks to Tuobalqin for the nutrient solution

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