Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Luo Zhiyu pulled him to the table next to the stove, and pushed him to sit down.Open the food box: "Sit! Eat together, I know there are only two servings, but I have a small appetite, so I can share one."

Mo Wenshuang raised his eyes to stop at his Adam's apple, without any waves: "..."

The aroma of the rice is wanton, attracting mouth water.To say that the skill of the cooks in this vast land is really good.

Mo Wenshuang lowered her eyes and stood up.He was pushed back by Luo Zhiyu again: "You're not hungry, are you? Then, you drink this soup."

Shen Wulan: "..." This nympho is too serious, and you need to be accompanied by a beautiful woman for a meal?Is this a habit of eating in restaurants?Are you not afraid that the master will punish you?

"It's very humid in the mountains. It's windy and rainy tonight. You're still wearing such thin clothes. Drink some soup to get rid of the cold." Luo Zhiyu pushed the two steaming bowls of soup to Mo Wenshuang's side, "Another day I'll bring you some ginseng powder, astragalus tablets, and angelica pills, and take proper care of it."

Shen Wulan, who was listening attentively, nodded. This guy still has it. For people who have lived in the damp and cold mountains for a long time, it is very necessary for these medicinal materials to supplement their own yang energy.

Mo Wenshuang's eyes flickered undetectably, and looked at Luo Zhiyu again, but his eyes stopped on his non-stop talking mouth, and then lowered his eyes again for a moment.

He pushed the soup away, stood up again and left.Luo Zhiyu didn't stop him this time, because he was pulled aside by Shen Wulan: "Ancestor, he was about to get angry just now, don't make fun of yourself. He condescends to bring us food, I'm afraid it's because of you and me The two of them will be discovered by the person who brought the food. Then tomorrow they will be punished by Master Fengxue! Why are you entangled with them!"

"Brother Shen, he is really caring~"

"..." Please, the focus is wrong, okay?

However, it is also true.Although Young Master Shuang was displeased with them for breaking the sect's teachings, he didn't care about Luo Zhiyu's various inappropriate behaviors.He not only gave them a heating stove, but also brought them clothes. He didn't want them to be punished by the two masters, Feng Xue, without exposing their bodies.

This man is really meticulous and caring.But it has the opposite temperament.

Is this person really the master?His character of indifferently ignoring everything is like a walking corpse who doesn't care about Fanchen's body... Shen Wulan suddenly had the same thought as Luo Zhiyu, what has this person experienced?

"Brother Shen, tell me, why do the three brothers live in two places? There are many houses in Youyingjian, enough to live in." Luo Zhiyu sat down and took a mouthful of rice.

"Yeah, it doesn't look like there is disharmony. His two elder brothers are very concerned about him." Shen Wulan took a chicken leg to Luo Zhiyu.

The next morning, the shower had stopped.The crisp birdsong slid across from far to near, waking up the sleeping two.

There was also the sound of a horse neighing.

Luo Zhiyu turned over and sat up, "Why are there horses here?"

Shen Wulan opened the door, there were two parcels outside the threshold, and a horse in the yard stretched its neck to eat the flowers and leaves in the lotus pond.

It rained heavily last night, and the two of them were all focused on Mo Wenshuang, never noticing the lotus blooming in this corner.He never noticed that there was a horse in the yard.

"This horse looks very familiar." Luo Zhiyu put on his boots and said bouncing.

"Of course it looks familiar, this is our horse!" Shen Wulan fed it every day in Penglai, so she recognized it at a glance.

The two looked at each other: "Why is it here?"

"In this package, there are medicines that we didn't bring, silver taels, and clothes." Luo Zhiyu flipped through them.

What did the two understand.

With a babble, the east door opened.

Mo Wenshuang stepped out, raised his left hand, and the courtyard gate slowly opened.

The meaning is obvious, it is to let them go.

There was a cut in the little finger of his left hand, a long, slender and tender red strip, curled with whitish skin.

This is a scald. It should have been a blister, but it seems that he picked it open and tore off the skin.

Luo Zhiyu found a bottle of medicinal powder and gauze in the package, grabbed Mo Wenshuang's hand and said, "How did you get it burnt?" He glanced at his room, it was not big, and he could see everything at a glance. stove.How did he get burned?

"Yesterday, when I was pulling you to eat, did I touch the stove?"

Mo Wenshuang didn't respond.

"If you don't shake your head, just take it as if I'm right. I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention, but why don't you say a word, doesn't it hurt?"

Luo Zhiyu evenly sprinkled the powder on his fingers, and carefully bandaged them.

"Scalds can't break the blisters at will, and exposure to cold, wind, and dirt can cause other diseases."

Mo Wenshuang nodded to him, not knowing whether to respond to him remembering or to express his gratitude.

This is already very rare, the corners of Luo Zhiyu's mouth curled up, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Shen Wulan carried a package on her back, hugged a package, and tugged at Luo Zhiyu who had been holding his hand: "We should go."

This hand is really boneless, and not too soft, in short, it feels very comfortable, Luo Zhiyu reluctantly let go, and when it slipped to the fingertips of the other party, he suddenly clamped Mo Wenshuang's index finger with two fingers.

The man with an indifferent face twitched his eyelashes, looked at Luo Zhiyu's hand, twitched lightly, but did not twitch, and red spots quietly appeared on the base of his ears.

There must be a limit to being naughty!Shen Wulan didn't expect that this guy already knew the identity of the other party, not only did he not restrain himself, but also teased him even more unscrupulously?

"Master Shuang, I, can I come tonight to change your medicine?"

Luo Zhiyu asked cautiously, the tone was far from his usual unrestrained tone.

Shen Wulan frowned, this guy always felt that something was wrong: "For such a small injury, Mr. Shuang can just use his true energy and think it will be fine, why should you be so diligent." I really convinced him and broke the religious training once Well, people don't care about it, and even help us hide it, but you still put your nose on the face.

Mo Wenshuang pulled his hand again, turned and went back to the room.

Luo Zhiyu curled his lips after making fun of it.He has grown up so big, maybe he has never talked to anyone so seriously!I feel lost in my heart.

After closing the door, the person leaning on the door looked at his little finger of his left hand, removed the gauze, touched the wound covered with medicine powder, his eyes looked like a deep hole: when did it start, no pain anymore...

"Young Master Shuang! We can't take this horse back to Xianzong, otherwise Master Fengxue will definitely ask me where I went tonight. He knows that you brought our horse back. Wouldn't that mean looking for punishment by yourself? "Luo Zhiyu's voice came from a distance, "Why don't you take care of me first, this Fangfei is very empty, you are so lonely living alone, just treat it as a companion! Wait for me to learn in three years Man, take it away again, you can't treat him badly!"

"Master Shuang, this horse is indeed going to trouble you first. My son and I will go back first." Shen Wulan said in a tone full of gratitude and embarrassment for troublesome others.

Mo Wenshuang suddenly opened the door again, pushed out a letter towards the two people who had already walked out of the yard, glanced at the horse with a lotus mouth, and nodded.

This man is so eloquent.The corner of Luo Zhiyu's mouth drew a beautiful arc.It would be great if he could really speak.

He is left-handed, and the moment he pushed out the letter, the smile on Luo Zhiyu's face disappeared immediately: Why did you remove the gauze?So, do not accept the slightest kindness from others?

Suddenly, he felt a little panicked.

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Nearly four months passed in a flash.Luo Zhiyu has already made many friends in Mianwu, and the disciples of Xianzong no longer shy away from him and Shen Wulan.

He once asked why he was treated so distantly at that time.The reply he got was that Master Fengxue had specifically confessed at the beginning that they were friends of Master Frost, and they must not be bothered.

Another point is that many Xianzong disciples don't have a good evaluation of Mo Wenshuang.Apart from thinking that he is mysterious and eccentric, and has dumbness, the most mentioned thing is that he will get angry for no reason, and draw blood at random.

So the intuitive impression of his friends is that if birds of a feather flock together, people will be divided into groups, and they will probably be a difficult person to get along with.

Luo Zhiyu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard that.Where is Mo Wenshuang being perverted?In the past few months, he often sneaked to Fang Feijin, that person was very gentle, although he was also very indifferent.But he is very good at guessing people's thoughts, and he is responsive to requests.No matter what he did or said, he didn't like to listen to it, and at worst, he shrugged his sleeves and avoided it. He was almost never seen getting angry.

It's just that she often stays in Fangfei and never comes to Xianzong, so it's not mysterious.

Luo Zhiyu had really seen him pumping people with crying blood, and the ruthlessness was indeed frightening.

Master Fengxue usually obeys Mo Wenshuang in everything, not like two brothers, but like two fathers!Their only requirement for this younger brother is to go to Guanlan Street at the end of every month to accompany their mother, Mrs. Bai.Then come to Xianzong for a monthly disciple assessment.

After all, he is also the master, so he can't take the affairs of the sect seriously and ignore everything.There is also a chance to be named.

That day was the day of the examination.

The three masters of Feng Xueshuang were in different schools, and the [-] selected disciples had to recite Mo's comprehensive training in unison.Then enter the assessment of the content of the three subjects of martial arts - swordsmanship - internal training.

It's hot summer, everyone's sweat is dripping, hair and clothes are completely soaked, it's very hard work.

Mo Wenshuang put his hands behind his back, and the light yellow school uniform stuck to his body, outlining a good-looking figure, thin but not weak, thin but still imposing.From time to time, one or two drops of sweat dripped down his long eyelashes. When you couldn't see it clearly, you would think that this person was crying. There was a smell of pear blossoms with rain, and it was so beautiful.

Luo Zhiyu only participated in the assessment once, and was pardoned.Because he is talented and intelligent, he learns things quickly.Of course, he often steals Fang Feijin, and Mo Wenshuang, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, often prescribes for him.As long as you open your mouth, Bing Zhazi will not hesitate at all, whether you will tell me with a pen, or demonstrate in person, even Shen Wulan will be rewarded a lot.