[Gu Jian Su Zi] Death is coming

However, the pharmacist that everyone thought of had never appeared.

"Did he really say that before?"

Tu Su heard whispers in the room.

"No mistake, I have seen him many times, and I have never missed an appointment."

"..."

The whispers gradually subsided, and everyone in the temple returned to the silence they had when they first came.

However, after another hour, the wind outside the temple became more violent, and Tu Su could even see the wind passing through the crack of the door, sweeping away the dust on the ground.

The temperature gathered in the house was carried away by the wind, and the crowd gradually became impatient, stepped forward to close the wide-open temple door, and fastened the door tightly with the long pole erected to the side.

"What is this!" Following the movement of closing the door, there was a sudden exclamation from the corner, and the crowd gathered towards that person.

"Who can borrow a light?"

Someone lit a book on fire, and through the dim light, that person read out the thin ink marks on the paper: "I'm sorry for missing the appointment, the medicine is under the altar, the amount is enough, everyone take it by yourself."

Before the speech was finished, someone probed under the table and pulled out four porcelain bottles that were as long as a palm. Once the bottles were opened, a faint fragrance wafted into the square room.

This fragrance... Tu Su suddenly felt dizzy, and the faint fragrance rushed into his nose like a snake, and it could not go away for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Master quickly checked his pulse, and stroked his face with the other hand to observe his expression carefully.Tu Su only felt that his nose intersected with his breath, and the sandalwood fragrance on Shizun's body became unusually strong, covering up the smell of medicine.

"never mind……"

This medicinal smell...why is it familiar?

At the same time, the crowd on the other side suddenly became agitated. The person who had unplugged the medicine bottle saw the situation and quickly poured two pills into his arms, threw the medicine bottle on the altar, and then fled.

Tu Su and Shizun were trapped in the surging crowd and couldn't stop them in time, they saw the crowd swarming up, and those who snatched the elixir retreated like a tide, and disappeared in the secluded forest outside the temple in a hurry.

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"The bottom of this bottle is..." There were no pills left in the bottle, Tu Su tipped the bottle body, and saw densely carved small characters on the bottom.

Ziyin was very concerned about the coincidental letter just now. He searched and picked up the paper covered with dirt and dust from the ground in the corner. At that time, I couldn't help but look up.

The beams of the house were just above the head less than a foot away, and Ziyin's eyes swept over. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing suspicious... A tiny flash of light suddenly passed by the corner of his eyes.

Zi Yin turned over from the wall and climbed onto the beam, and found the source of the flashing light——the strings.

A slender and transparent string hangs from the beam, blowing gently with the cold wind blowing in from the door.One end of the string is deeply pierced into the wooden beam, which shows the skill of the stringer.The other end of the string was not neat, it seemed to be broken, and it curled slightly in the air.Ziyin got off the beam and walked towards the door, and as expected, he saw another string piercing the door.

Thinking about it, this letter was wrapped around the beam by strings before. Once someone moved the door, the strings tied to the half-open door would be broken, causing the letter to fall.

But the strings of the zither are thin, and it is midnight, so it is difficult for an eager seeker to pay more attention to it, unless... the pharmacist knows that someone's purpose is not to seek medicine.

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Tu Su looked at this line of small characters, and there seemed to be some image in front of his eyes - a pair of very familiar hands, holding a silk string as thin as a cow's hair.With the rustling of the porcelain powder, the smooth bottom of the bottle was engraved with thin and hard fonts in depth and depth, vividly and vividly.

"Tu Su?"

He came back to his senses suddenly, the porcelain vase was still a porcelain vase, and he didn't have any hands, and he didn't have the strings to move his pen.

"That's what happened to you just now." Tu Su looked away from the porcelain vase, and saw the worried eyes of the master, "As a teacher, he is not good at medicine, so he can only diagnose abnormalities according to whether your meridians are blocked. Say it early."

"I understand, but the feeling is very vague and difficult to express clearly." Tu Su shook his head, "There is no physical discomfort."

"Those who take this medicine should avoid sunlight." He looked at the words on the bottom of the bottle: "What impression do you have, Master?"

"If Hongyu is here, maybe you can ask her..." Master pondered for a while, then frowned and sighed, "We'll stop here for today, let's go back."

"If it can't bring people back from the dead, what is he... what is this pharmacist planning?" Tu Su couldn't help but substitute Ouyang Shaogong into this vague image of a pharmacist, trying to figure out his purpose, and asked casually. .

"Make plans tomorrow." Master took Tu Su's arm, and walked towards the door without looking back, "Don't think about it anymore, go back and rest."

Tu Su let him pull him, and his eyes and eyes were full of Master's figure.With black hair and black eyes, and black hair in high beams, his usual cold aura is no longer there, like a mortal who has never ascended to the Nine Heavens.In addition to the extra traces of smoke and fire, in Tu Su's eyes, there is an inexplicable color that makes his palms itch, and there is a slight warm itch in his heart.

want to.

what do you want?

Want to...touch.

some more...

More than that.

Tu Su stopped suddenly, causing the master to stop in doubt, with one side of his face, the tail of his hair lightly brushed Tu Su's cheek, his eyes showed a little anxiety: "What's wrong?"

"……No."

At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten the way of respecting his master in the past, and just stared at his master's pure black eyes that looked like whirlpools.

Gradually approach, gradually close the eyes, until the warm breath intersects, and the sandalwood fragrance penetrates deep into the heart and lungs.Then, the slightly cool tip of the nose touched, and there was a soft warmth on the lips.

The itching in my heart didn't stop, but intensified.

He rubbed against his lips, the palm of his right hand was hot, and a little sweat leaked out, the pounding sound in his chest kept ringing clearly in his ears.

Before he knew it, he had forced Master to lean against the tree trunk.With his eyes closed, he raised Master's chin by feeling, and fixed his head firmly. The kiss gradually moved across his face, past the corners of his lips and the tip of his nose, and lingered around the place where Master's closed eyelashes finally stayed on Between eyebrows.

"Disciple offended..." His lips were still stuck between Master's eyebrows, he sighed vaguely, but he was unwilling to stop...

"... idiot." After a long time, the master said in a low voice.

His breath swept across the neck, and it was like an electric light jumping, and a tingling excitement poured down half of Tu Su's body along the meridians.

"Master?" Tu Su suppressed, his voice hoarse.

"Ah."

Tu Su opened his eyes, Master's calm brows and eyes were still closed, and his thumbs lightly pressed on the light-colored lips, and they opened slightly.

There is something in the heart to overflow.

Warm and gentle.

He tilted his head to meet it, sticking out the tip of his tongue, the place where he touched was moist, especially soft, just like the delicate bamboo leaves in the spring breeze and March, sweet as a spring of sweetness.

He withdrew slightly: "Master?"

"I'm here."

Although he doesn't know what's in the cup, Tu Su only wishes that there is wine at this time, and he can take a sip to quench his thirst, instead of sipping it lightly, but the intoxicating sweetness prevents him from being so addicted.

The tips of tongues touched again, at first they were just licking lightly, but gradually they were driven to entangle, suck and tease, and when their breathing gradually became heavy, Tu Su let go of the master with a light gasp, only to see him frowning, the corners of his eyes slightly Some redness.

Master calmed down his unsteady breath, and said in a deep voice: "It's time to go back."

His tone was not as firm as usual.

焦冥最新更新:2017-02-2219:51:23

"My half body, but...does it make me so envious?"

In the drowsiness, there seemed to be whispers in his ears, but Tu Su didn't suddenly wake up like last time. He only felt sleepy, like a dream, and his body was heavy and unable to lift up. He felt exhausted after the outbreak of evil spirit.

……

The thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, tomorrow will be in the sky.

Following the guidance of the waiter in the inn, Tu Su went to the residential area in the east of the city to search for the scholar's home, with the master silently walking behind him.As the New Year approaches, the street is not as lively as it was a few days ago. Most of the shops in the city are closed, and a few here and there are open, which is quite deserted.

Tu Su rubbed his wrists, for some reason, he slept deeply last night, but he felt tired in the morning, his wrists were especially sore, just like the feeling he felt after swinging the sword hundreds of times when he was young and just learning the way of swordsmanship.

"?" The master took his wrist, rubbed it a little, and frowned, "Don't practice sword again in the near future."

But since arriving in Jiangdu, I have never been forced to make a move, nor have I sharpened my sword skills too much, how could this be the case? ...

He nodded, thinking it was the pain that is unique to the growth of muscles and bones. At this moment, a familiar figure flashed in the distance.

"That's... the beggar back then?"

The master glanced lightly: "We are going to find the scholar now..." At the same time, he seemed to be counting something with his fingers, his eyes became sharp, and the conversation suddenly changed: "No, follow him!"

In the front is the mute who escaped first in the casino that day, and is still walking in a hurry today.He carried a bunch of medicine bags in his hand, his expression was buried in Gao Shu's collar, and he couldn't see clearly.

Soon, he stepped into a small courtyard, closed the courtyard door tightly, and then gently opened the curtain on the door, and mice scurried into the room like a mouse.Tu and Su hid themselves outside the house, only to see that the main house was completely covered with black cloth, so that no light could penetrate.

"The aura inside...is it!" Tu Su felt the movement in the room intently, and there was a familiar aura——

It turned out to be a cripple who had been dead for a long time that day!

"He took the medicine too."

Master shook his head: "It is absolutely impossible for a dead person to come back to life, and there is no panacea in the world that can bring back a soul that has been separated for a long time. This medicine can bring the dead back to life, but it is just a walking corpse."

Speaking of which, there was a sudden ping-pong sound of the earthen jar rolling down and shattering in the room, and the cripple walked through the door.