Zhu He

It was another sunny day, and Chang Jiaci lay on the stone table in the yard basking in the sun like a cat.

Qing Lang walked over and put a bowl of decoction aside.

Chang Jiaci didn't raise his head: "Don't eat."

After not hearing anything from Qing Lang for a while, Chang Jiaci glanced at him and immediately sat up.

"What are you doing?"

Qing Lang, who was reciting the formula of teleportation, said: "The sect master said, if you are not obedient, go and tell him."

disobedient……

Such words of not knowing whether to coax children or animals are really lucky for him to be able to speak to people everywhere.

Thinking of the two people who broke up after yelling those words yesterday, Chang Jia said, "Don't waste your energy, he now wishes I were dead."

Qing Lang was surprised: "But what's wrong with you, no matter how busy he is, I have to find him and tell him at any time. If this is the case, the head of the sect will give me instructions every morning, and I will say it today."

Seeing Chang Jiaci startled, Qing Lang sighed.

"I know you find me annoying and don't want to drink this. I'm afraid that you will get angry so I won't talk too much to persuade you, but I can't disobey the sect master. Sooner or later he will notice that you missed two meals of medicine. .”

As he spoke, Qing Lang pushed the medicine bowl forward: "Jiaci, do you know that I've been with the sect master all these years, and seeing him is good for everything..."

Chang Jiaci sneered, and heard Qing Lang's next sentence.

"But no one has ever been as good as you."

Chang Jiaci paused before returning to his senses: "That's because your time with him is still too short." While talking, he copied the bowl and drank the bitter medicine inside in one gulp.

Qing Lang seemed to want to say something more, but after all he was just a servant, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Seeing that he left behind a basket of jujube-like things, and two old little books beside him, Chang Jiaci originally wanted to ask what kind of crap it was, but with a thought, he understood.

"Didn't you let him roll away with his things..." Chang Jiaci said contemptuously, but rubbed his hands twice and moved towards the book.

Just like what the idiot said, all he brought was a large and easy-to-understand comic book, as if the readers were so stupid that they wouldn’t even be able to understand the pictures, there were still a lot of annotations around the corners, Look at the ink, it's all new.

Chang Jiaci flipped through the pages while disdainful, making murmurs of disgust from time to time.

"... Is this red-spotted cat painted like this? This word... refers to the emperor 2000 years ago..."

After a while, the book was finished for him.

"I don't know how to bring two thicker books."

Chang Jiaci threw the booklet away, dug up two green dates and gnawed on it. He suddenly looked up to the sky, and saw two birds lingering there, and after a while the birds flew slowly Low, fell on the green pine in the yard.

Chang Jiaci examined it carefully for a moment, then gently spat out the date pit from between his lips, and with a flick of his fingertips, he knocked the two gray crows off the branches.

Chang Jiaci opened his palm, but the gray crow did not fall, but turned into a pool of black smoke halfway, but four white porcelain bottles lay firmly in Chang Jiaci's two hands.

He brought the bottle to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. There... the breath of magic and spiritual cultivation is quite familiar.

Chang Jiaci looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he opened his front and carefully put away all the bottles.

After sitting in the yard for a while, eating all the dates, Chang Jiaci suddenly called Qing Lang back.

Ask: "That's stupid... When will the date delivery man come back?"

******

Chang Jiaci had just chased him away viciously yesterday, but today Yu Miao followed him without hesitation, and brought a bunch of books and food as he wanted.

"This... there are so many words in this book, I haven't read it yet." Yu Miao patted the classic volume on the table and explained to Jiaci.

How idiotic is a book that you can easily read.

Chang Jiaci was contemptuous in his heart, but nodded cooperatively on the face.

"Let's put it there, I'll wait and see, how are you doing recently?" His tone was not much different from before, cool and soft, as if he was still Dong Qinghe's well-behaved little disciple.

Yu Miao laughed and said, "I'm fine. Our Chen Department is building a new Cangjuan Pavilion recently. There are a lot of things to take care of inside. I'm doing very well. Elder Murong said... If I If you don't make a mistake next time, you might have a chance to join the Chen Department."

"You haven't..." Enter the Chen Department?How long has it been, and how many mistakes have I made to be locked out now.

Chang Jiaci convinced him.

"It will be soon." Yu Miao was full of confidence.

Hearing that Chang Jiaci cared about him, Yu Miao said politely, "Then how are you?"

Chang Jiaci opened his hand generously to him, meaning "Can't you see what's going on with me?"

He was wearing a gauze hat, Yu Miao could only vaguely see a face wrapped in white gauze inside, he wanted to ask something, but didn't dare to ask, he hesitated for a long time, and only held back one sentence.

"... Jiaci, you have grown a lot taller."

Chang Jiaci smiled: "What else?"

Yu Miao stared at him for a while, then said with concern: "You are injured, take good care of yourself."

Chang Jiaci rolled his eyes, he really didn't believe that there were no gossip, but Yu Miao was so blind, as if the judgment of the whole world had nothing to do with him, it was a talent.

"You have nothing else to ask?" Chang Jiaci said.

Yu Miao paused for a moment, and unexpectedly asked back: "Then you want...to tell me?"

Chang Jiaci sneered and shook his head.

Yu Miao nodded: "Then don't talk about it, I don't need to know."

Chang Jiaci was taken aback.

"Anyway, you are with the sect master... If you are a bad person, the sect master will know what to do, and we can just stay friends."

"Friend..." Chang Jiaci murmured these two words.

"Yeah, you came to see me last time, and I'll come to see you this time too. Here, let's eat jujubes, this one is fresh." Yu Miao took another pick out of the basket that he had been carrying on his arm. He picked up a big one and wiped it on the corner of his clothes before handing it over to Chang Jiaci.

Chang Jiaci took it involuntarily, put it in his mouth and chewed it, it wasn't very sweet, but a little astringent, but he swallowed it reluctantly instead of vomit, then got up and said to Yu Miao: "In that case, I have been alone for many days, I want to go out for a walk, you can go with me."

……

Back then when Huafu first appeared in Qinghe Gate, she was dressed in stunning golden red, and now Chang Jiaci is also wearing a long robe of the same color, just passing by on the road inside Qinghe Gate, how many eyes will he attract? It is also conceivable.

What's more, the unspeakable relationship between him and Dong Qinghe made everyone in the Qinghe sect curious, but worried that no one in Dong Qinghe dared to talk too much.

"Where are we going?" Yu Miao asked.

Chang Jiaci thought for a while, and said bluntly, "I'm going to the Star Department."

"Xingbu?" Yu Miao was surprised, "Are you looking for Elder Qiu? But at this time, he, the sect master and other elders should be discussing matters in Xiaju Hall."

Chang Jiaci said: "I'm not looking for him, I'm going...to visit someone."

People in the Star Department?

After all, Yu Miao is not too stupid. The Qinghemen's star department and the back mountain have similar effects. They are also the places where prisoners in the gate are held, but one is a bit hidden, and the other is relatively regular.

"Did he do something wrong?"

Hou Shan had already imprisoned someone once but was escaped again. This time, Chang Jiaci felt that Qiu Muwang would not repeat the same mistakes so stupidly, and it was the safest thing to keep in his own territory.

"Maybe." Chang Jiaci said.

Yu Miao was a little anxious: "Then you want to..."

Chang Jiaci interrupted the other party, pointing to the white gauze on his body: "I don't want to save him, and I can't save him, I just want to give him some medicine so that he won't die inside." Chang Jia gave Yu Miao He looked at the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Oh, does the sect master know..." Yu Miao was still worried.

"You told him that you betrayed me, and the sect master will know about it naturally," Chang Jiaci smiled, "Would you say so?"

Yu Miao hesitated for a long time, as if struggling.

Chang Jiaci didn't even look at him, just went straight to Xingbu, arrived there not long after, stood in a corner, he said to Yu Miao: "I'm going in now, if you don't want to, you can call Call someone to arrest me, if you want, you can lend me a little cultivation to avoid the eyes and ears of these guards, don't tell anyone, I owe you a favor."

Yu Miao looked at Chang Jiaci's hand protruding towards him, it was much slender than the boy's palm in the past, but it was still covered with thick white gauze, and the faintly exposed knuckles were also mottled. It can be seen how badly the covered place was hurt.

After a while, Chang Jiaci's palm tremblingly fell on a hand that was a little smaller.

"Then you... you have to come back quickly, we can't be discovered by others." Yu Miao urged nervously.

Chang Jiaci smiled.

How much Yu Miao's cultivation level can be, thanks to Chang Jia bestowing the bonus of his gait and posture speed, he managed to get in there without being noticed under the noses of several Xingbu disciples.

However, he originally thought that Qiu Muwang would lock people in a closed stone room on the ground floor, or in a damp and dark dungeon, but he searched around, and his cultivation base was almost used up, but he didn't see half of Shen Yuanxiu. shadow.

Isn't it at Qinghe Gate?Did Qiu Muwang get people out?

No, this matter is not their personal grievance. Before Fu Feng's problem is solved, Qiu Muwang should keep him to give Dong Qinghe an explanation.

But where are people if they are not in these houses?

Chang Jiaci thought about it, and suddenly caught a glimpse of his new clothes yesterday, and he had a flash of inspiration.

No way……

Even though he denied it in his heart, he really groped out to the door of the main courtyard of the Star Department, listened intently for a while, and found that there were indeed subtle breathing sounds coming from inside, Chang Jiaci couldn't help but want to scold his mother.

What's wrong with these people, why do they like to hide in their own houses when they catch their enemies? !

While secretly angry, he wanted to stretch out his hand to push the door, but suddenly thinking of the silk lock that Murong proudly put on himself last time, Chang Jiaci couldn't help but become more careful.Right now he doesn't have the red tasseled jade by his side, and the guys from Qinghemen are more cunning than the other, he doesn't believe that Qiu Muwang didn't watch out for the person inside to escape.

But this time, Jiaci really misunderstood Qiu Muwang, Elder Qiu did take precautions, but he didn't spend his mind on tossing this house, he was all on tossing other things.

After Chang Jiaci confirmed that there was no restriction in the yard, he carefully opened a window rail, and the next moment, he was startled by the scene in the house.

It stands to reason that Chang Jiaci has lived for so many years and has remembered many things. He has never seen any big storms and waves. However, he really lacks that part in his long life experience.

When he met the naked figure whose limbs were bound by thin chains on the bed, Chang Jiaci froze slightly.

Shen Yuanxiu over there naturally also noticed the person coming. He was obviously relieved when he saw the red dress standing by the window in his originally horrified and desperate eyes, but he soon climbed up a little bit of shame and anger.

"You, you...why are you here?"

Hearing the other party's hoarse voice, Chang Jiaci glanced at the man's mottled body, and asked, "Do you not want me to come...or do you not want someone to come?"