Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Mu Ji rushed to Lin Shuhe's room next door, and said anxiously, "Sixth Master!"

Lin Shuhe had already laid down, the beaded curtains and bed curtains in the inner room were hanging down, and the two puppets dutifully guarded the door, preventing Mu from entering.

With loose hair, Lin Shuhe half leaned on the soft pillow, stroked the water mirror lightly with his fingers, and said lightly, "Noisy. Okay, it's over."

Mu Ji didn't doubt that he was there, and hurried back to the room.

The medicine had indeed been taken off, and Shen Gurong didn't stop laughing wildly, it's just...

Mu Ji tried to step forward: "Master?"

Shen Gurong, who was on the bed with her back to him, tilted her head slightly, and two lines of tears rolled down, covering her face.

He burst into tears, choked up and said, "Go...to find Lin Shuhe."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yu rushed over again: "Uncle Sixth! My master's eyes are already damaged, so I can't stand this crying, please be merciful!"

Lin Shuhe gave a "tsk" and said, "His eyes have never been hurt, so what are you afraid of?"

Mu Ban was taken aback, hadn't been injured?Then why are you blind?

But now is not the time to pursue this, Mu Yu said: "But this is very easy to hurt the spirit..."

Lin Shuhe whispered: "You're so delicate——Okay, let's go back."

Mu Ji said vigilantly, "Uncle Master won't give any weird medicines anymore, will he?"

Lin Shuhe touched his lips, and said with a faint smile, "What do you think?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ji was speechless, so he had no choice but to go back and check the situation first.

Lin Shuhe did what he said, and Shen Gurong really didn't shed any more tears.

Mu Ji was afraid that Lin Shuhe would inject other medicines, but he couldn't figure out how his master had been tricked, so he thought that there was something wrong with this room.

He tried to say: "Master, why don't you stay with me today."

Shen Gurong was pulling the quilt to curl up on the couch, there were still drops of water in his eyes, he blinked lightly, and they fell to his hair along the end of his crimson eyes, his eyes looked at Mu Yu dimly, and the corners of his lips twitched. Hook, and said softly, "Okay."

Mu Ban: "?"

Shen Gurong struggled to sit up, stretched out two arms in the direction of Mu Yu, and said coquettishly: "Then hug me."

Mu Yan: "..."

His sixth uncle really took some strange medicine again, right? !

The lights in Lin Shuhe's room next door had already been turned off, and the puppet man was guarding the door. As soon as Mu Yu got close to the two of them, he drew his sword. In the end, he had no choice but to turn back for the third time.

Shen Gurong was sitting on the couch with her knees hugged, her eyes slightly lowered, and the corner of her mouth squinted, looking very aggrieved.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Gurong raised his head quickly and hummed softly: "Where have you been?"

Mu Ji couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Shen Gu Rong was taking, so he walked over calmly: "I'll go..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Gurong stretched out his hand, hugged Mu Yu's waist directly, rubbed against his arms dependently, and whispered: "Don't leave me, I'm very scared by myself."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan tried to say: "Master, do you know who I am?"

Shen Gurong chuckled, as if amused, and said softly, "Mu Ban."

Just as Mu Yu was about to speak, Shen Gurong rubbed against him again, and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to stay in your room, then why didn't you carry me?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Where could Mu Yan be able to hold back, he immediately picked up Shen Gurong's legs, carried him horizontally and carried him to his room.

Shen Gurong seemed to like being hugged very much, with his arms around Mu Yu's neck, his feet wearing socks were still shaking slightly, and when he arrived in Mu Ban's room, half of the socks on his feet had fallen off, barely hanging on the back of his feet superior.

Mu Yu put him on the couch, and was about to withdraw to leave, but Shen Gurong still hugged his neck and did not let go, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and her voice was delicate and soft: "Will you sleep with me tonight?"

Mu Yan was startled, his face was inexplicably hot, he lowered his head, and whispered, "Don't dare to offend Master."

Shen Gurong looked in his direction seriously, tilting his head left and right: "Is it an offense to sleep?"

Mu Yan lowered his head and didn't make a sound, which was his default.

Shen Gurong said with some disappointment: "That's fine."

Mu Ji was inexplicably lost, and when he was about to force himself to take off Shen Gurong's arm, he heard his master chuckle and said, "Then you offend the master."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong said: "Master, yes."

There was a bang in Mu Yu's head, as if something had exploded, and when he realized it, he was already lying on the bed pulled by Shen Gurong.

It was only then that Mu Yan realized in a daze that what was blown up just now was his reason.

Shen Gurong kicked off his socks, put his feet on Mu Yu's calf, and put his whole body into his arms. When he found a comfortable position, he sighed comfortably and said, "It's so warm."

Mu Ban was so stiff that he didn't dare to move.

This time it's not like when he was a child, the soft three-year-old little master leaned on his arms to keep warm. Mu Yan has been struggling with that spring dream and Qingyu's words for the past few days, Shen Gurong suddenly posted When he came over, the rationality he had just piled up was vulnerable again, and he was defeated.

Mu Yu stammered, "Master...it's too close."

He still said this, no matter how close he felt, he didn't want to push Shen Gurong away.

Sure enough, Shen Gurong still replied to him: "But I'm cold."

When it is cold, one needs to keep warm, and the warmest place is Mu Yan's arms.

Shen Gurong thought that there was no problem with the logic, but she wondered why Ban Mu said it was too close.

He blinked, and suddenly leaned forward to almost face to face with Mu Yan, their breaths intertwined, charming and suppressed.

Shen Gurong still said there: "But I think this is the closest."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan looked at him without blinking, his heart was beating violently, probably to avoid him, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment, but his eyes fell on Shen Gu Rong's thin lips that were close at hand.

Mu Yan almost froze into a pillar, clenching his fists tightly to avoid doing things that even he himself felt presumptuous.

Fortunately, Shen Gurong withdrew quickly, he was still nestled comfortably in Mu Ji's arms, and asked, "Is this still close?"

Mu Ban was silent.

Compared with the face-to-face just now, this is indeed not close.

Mu Yan slowly relaxed his body, Shen Gurong didn't notice his strangeness at all, hooked his fingers around the front of his clothes, suddenly seemed to be caught by something, and said vaguely "Huh?"

Mu Yu was startled, before he had time to react, he felt Shen Gurong's slender fingers running down the skirt of his shirt, groping for a glass bottle on Mu Yu's waist.

Shen Gurong brought up the glass bottle curiously, but he couldn't see it from left to right, so he could only ask Mu Yu: "What is this?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ji's eyes were caught off guard, and the sapphire's spiritual power of demon cultivator falling in the glass bottle circled around like threads, his face turned red.

He immediately snatched it from Shen Gurong's hands, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, it's just... a bottle of panacea."

Shen Gurong seemed to have given all her reliance to Mu Yu, she didn't question it, she continued to nest in his arms, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Yan froze on the couch alone, sleepless all night.

Early the next morning, when the rain was still falling, Mu Ji got up early from the couch and went to Lin Shuhe to practice swords in the maple forest in the backyard of the hospital.

Guessing that it was about the same time, Mu Ban put away his sword and went back.

When they got to the room, as expected, Shen Gu Rong had just woken up.

Mu Yu put away his sword, not daring to look at him for no reason, and saluted: "Master, good morning."

Shen Gurong's hair was disheveled, sitting on the couch with his head propped up, he seemed to have a headache, when he heard the voice, he turned his head sleepily, frowned and said, "Mu Ban?"

"Yes."

Shen Gurong frowned, and said, "Bring me my clothes."

Mu Yu took the clothes from the side and held them to Shen Gurong with both hands.

Shen Gurong didn't put it on carefully at all, after putting the outer shirt on her body, she tied her girdle hastily twice, and then got off the couch.

Just as Mu Yu was about to tie his messy skirts, he heard Shen Gurong say coldly, "Lend me the Nine Breath Sword."

Mu Ji instinctively gave him the natal sword without any hesitation.

After giving it, he tried to say: "What is Master doing with the sword?"

Shen Gurong brushed her black hair casually, her brows were lightly raised and charming, her face was like sinking water: "Murder."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gu Rong didn't know where he came from, and without relying on Mu Yan, he went out of the room without any mistakes, and rushed all the way to the hospital in the front yard with his sword in his hands and his hair disheveled.

Lin Shuhe was sitting at the gate of the courtyard enjoying the rain, when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, the corners of his lips curled up, and he tilted his head slightly.

In the next moment, nine breaths of the murderous sword came through the air, and it hit his neck directly, and an inch more could cut his throat.

Lin Shuhe's complexion did not change at all, he smiled faintly as always, with a tired and sick face: "Eleven, good morning."

Shen Gurong said coldly: "If you have any last words that I need to convey for you, tell them quickly."

Lin Shuhe let out a "tsk", casually raised his thin five fingers, and gently touched the blade of the Nine-breathing Sword beside his neck, not afraid of being cut at all.

He praised: "It's really a good sword, are you sure to use it to kill me?"

Shen Gurong: "Exactly, it's your honor."

Lin Shuhe raised his eyebrows: "Even if I can make ice cream for you, you still want to kill me?"

Shen Gurong's hand stopped.

Lin Shuhe said again: "Can you help you unlock the sealed spiritual vein?"

Shen Gurong's mind, blinded by shame and anger, gradually sobered up.

Lin Shuhe gave another fatal blow: "I can still unlock Xue Manzhuang's bond for you."

Shen Gurong: "..."

When Mu Ban came in a hurry, his master had already betrayed him. He threw the Nine Breath Sword aside and sat next to Lin Shuhe, eating the morning tea that Lin Shuhe had bought.

As soon as Mu Yan came over, Lin Shuhe, who was pinching cakes for Shen Gurong, glanced at him, his eyes full of mocking smiles.

Mu Yan didn't know what he meant, but it was just inexplicable embarrassment.

"Uncle Six."

Lin Shuhe blinked his eyelashes lightly, and asked softly to Shen Gurong: "Senior brother said that you are very good at acting like a baby, but I still don't believe it. I saw you yesterday, and you are really like that."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong almost spit out a mouthful of soup, coughed violently for a while, his eyes were full of mist, he said with difficulty: "You..."

Lin Shuhe handed him the handkerchief: "Be careful."

Shen Gurong fumbled to pick it up, wiped it at random, and then said angrily: "Isn't it because of your coquettish medicine!? I haven't settled with you yet, but you are lucky enough to bring it to your door!"

What happened last night is still fresh in Shen Gurong's memory. After waking up, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a small ditch and drown himself. He originally planned to not mention this matter. I won't take the initiative to mention it, just pretend nothing happened.

Unexpectedly, the culprit spoke first.

Lin Shuhe braced his chin, stroked the tear mole under his eyes lightly with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "That's not called 'acting like a baby' medicine."

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, and asked instinctively, "What's that called?"

Lin Shuhe pursed his lips, and said, "'As you wish', you can do whatever you want, throw away all the pretense, and show your true heart."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Yan: "..."