lonely moon dream

After lunch, Fang Youxun sat alone on the main seat in the main hall.A cup of tea has completely cooled down.

After Xunfeng briefly reported the messages from the church one by one, Fang Youxun was expressionless and did not give any instructions, and then briefly explained the development of Lu Kun's plan.

Fang Youxun still didn't express anything, but his long eyelashes moved slightly, and the little finger of his left hand resting on the edge of the table began to tap the table lightly.

Sir, are you listening?

Just as he was thinking about asking to leave, he saw Yi Qingshang entering the hall with a happy face, holding a small red velvet bag in his hand.Xunfeng had an ominous premonition, and turned his attention to Fang Youxun.

The person on the main seat didn't get up either, but tucked into his body slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Old brother, please sit down."

"Xunfeng, go and see if the things I ordered are ready."

"Yes." Xunfeng Deling backed out, closed the hall door casually, and when he was about to leave, he looked at the hall door again.Your lord didn't even order tea, it seems that Senior Yi came for nothing this time.

As expected, Yi Qingshang came to propose marriage. Inside the red velvet bag was the famous skill "Heart Sword" of the Sword God of the South China Sea.Fang Youxun once lost to the "Heart Sword" trick in the annual competition with Yi Qingshang.Although it was just a competition of swordsmanship, it was enough to show the power of this set of swordsmanship.

Today, Fang Youxun interrupted Yi Qingshang without even looking at this set of swordsmanship that was enough to make everyone in the martial arts world jealous.

"No." The refusal was not complete, and he added, "Unless he can defeat me."

Yi Qingshang's smile immediately froze on his face.defeat you?You are making fun of my old man.Even my old sword bone can only take advantage of some aspects.Although Xiaobing's talent is good, if you want to defeat the current you, there is no one with more than 20 years of kung fu, and you can't even match the edge.Not to mention that your kid seems to have advanced again recently, right?What speed is this.

"...Do you want to ask Xiyue..." Yi Qingshang smiled again.

"No need." Leave no room.

At this time, the bedroom door opened, and Hua Sanchuan came out from inside.

Fang Youxun stood up from the main seat all of a sudden: "My little brother still has something to do, so I won't see you off."

With a gray old face, Yi Qingshang left the main hall with his little red envelope.

……

"What? 16 years old?" Fang Youxun listened to Hua Sanchuan's diagnosis, and stood up from the bedside.

"Keep your voice down. Although my medicine is very powerful, if you make too much noise, you will still wake him up." Hua Sanchuan pointed to Xunyue who had just had a complete examination on the bed and was still asleep under the influence of the medicine. "After the age of 16, he only remembered some very inaccurate fragments. It is conceivable that what he forgot may be more painful memories. You also know that at that time, the little dead man had no desire to survive at all. If he didn't use some special measures , how can we save his life?"

Fang Youxun knew that there was something wrong with Xunyue's memory, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. In his heart, he dismembered Hua Sanchuan, and because he still had to rely on other people's treatment, it was difficult for him to attack: "You must have an antidote, take it quickly. come out."

"Of course there is an antidote, but it has to be taken within two hours of the anesthetic to be effective. It's been so many days now, it's already useless." Hua Sanchuan waved his hands helplessly.

Fang Youxun grabbed the little old man by the collar and lifted him up from the chair: "Then you fucked and got lost if you didn't give the antidote!"

"Hey, why are you so fierce? I didn't make him forget you." Not to be outdone, the little old man reached out to grab Fang Youxun's collar, but because his arms were too short to touch him, his face flushed with anger, and his beard He could only hold on to Fang Youxun's sleeve tightly, "He had an 'overlord' attack at the time, his life was almost at risk, but he didn't have the will to survive at all. Selective forgetting of the most painful memories is the most basic life-saving for the human body Function, my medicine is just to assist forgetting. You think it's all thanks to the innate qi you conveyed! Stop dreaming!"

What Hua Sanchuan said to the other party Youxun was undoubtedly a basin of cold water mixed with ice slag, which made this always high-ranking coach feel cool from head to toe.

Fang Youxun opened his eyes wide, was stunned for a while, let go of Hua Sanchuan, and sat back on the bed with a blank expression, completely ignoring the wrinkled sleeves that had been grabbed by the little old man, and his eyes fell on Xunyue who was so thin and stripped. elephant's face.

"Then... what should we do now?" His voice was hoarse.

Hua Sanchuan poured himself a cup of shock tea, gulped it down, tidied up his messed-up clothes, and sat back on the chair: "There are two ways..."

A small flame of hope flashed in Fang Youxun's eyes.

"One is to wait for him to remember slowly." Hua Sanchuan said unhurriedly.

"How long will it take?"

"It's as little as one or two months, and as much as 20 years... well, or longer."

"That is to say, it may not be able to recover." Fang Youxun resisted the urge to slap the little old man to death, and asked through gritted teeth, "What about the second method?"

"The second method is also simple. Take him to revisit the old place and relive the old things. Stimulate his memory to recover quickly." Hua Sanchuan saw the washed grapes on the table at this time, and stretched out his hand to grab two Throw it into your mouth together, "Well, it's sweet enough."

"Are you sure you can remember this way?" I endured.

"Well...should...you can...remember." Hua Sanchuan added two big and round grapes to his mouth, and said while eating.

"Is there any danger?" It must not be that simple.Fang Youxun knew this old bug too well.

Hua Sanchuan rubbed his hands on his clothes, swallowed what was in his mouth, then lowered his voice as low as possible, and said, "The danger is...you may drive him crazy..."

Seeing Fang Youxun's wide-open eyes and instantly pale face, Hua Sanchuan felt relieved, jumped off the chair, patted his buttocks, and walked away.

A hoarse laughter that sounded like a beating came from the yard: "Chi Chi Chi..."

At lunch, Xiyue proposed to return to Huizhou to worship her mother.Fang Youxun originally wanted to go to see Linger together, but thinking of Xunyue's current situation, he decided to give up.Let's go again when we have a chance.Thinking of this, the sadness in my heart has faded a lot.

Also sent Xunfeng to follow.I just got a beautiful daughter, so I can't let others take advantage of it.

During the dinner, Xiyue was very concerned about Xunyue's physical condition, and expressed her desire to visit him, but was rejected by "Xunyue" who said that Xunyue was still sleeping soundly and that it was not appropriate to disturb her.Tianxiyue has also asked about Xunyue's situation many times these days, but Fang Youxun has always dealt with it briefly and does not want to mention it.

Although Xiyue always thought that she was caring about a friend, the narrow-minded coach Fang Da still kept thinking about the beautiful woman saving the hero when she was temporarily staying in Zicheng.Even thinking of Xunyue not recognizing herself later, but changing to recognize Xiyue as the main one, I feel very upset.Not even the daughter he identified.

In the afternoon, when there was no movement in the bedroom, Fang Youxun thought about waking him up for something to eat.The old worm probably added something bad to the medicine again.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Coach Fang Da froze at the door.

The person on the bed was naked, and was in a kneeling position, with his buttocks raised high, his legs spread wide, and he stretched his hands behind him with great effort.And there was a big brocade box on the bed, and there were five or six pieces of Yushi in different sizes and models inside.

Can anyone tell me what's going on?Could it be that he hasn't fed him these days and is hungry?Fang Youxun's face was blue for a while, then white for a while, and red for a while, not to mention how pretty it was.

Xunyue was also startled when she heard the voice, her precarious body fell down on the bed without any support.Seeing Fang Youxun's unkind expression, his lips turned pale with fright.

Fang Youxun stepped forward, twisted Xunyue's right hand and turned Xunyue's body, only then did he see that a jade penis thicker than a thumb had been stuffed there, "What the fuck!" The old injury has not healed, what should I do if a new injury occurs?

"Master... my lord... not..." Xunyue panicked and didn't know how to explain.

On a face that was emaciated and abrupt due to the effects of toxins, a pair of black and white eyes were particularly bright.Fang Youxun saw his shadow in those clean eyes.There is only yourself, and only yourself.

Recalling that Xunyue mentioned in the morning, "I don't want to be just a servant", she didn't reply at that time.This little thing probably thinks too much.

So he lightly patted Xunyue's skinny buttocks like chicken buttocks, and slowed down his voice: "Lie down, relax." I have to take out this tormenting guy first, and then teach him something useful. He was cranky all day.

Xunyue shuddered and wanted to say that she hadn't washed it today, but seeing Fang Youxun's face that was so cold that it could freeze to death, she still lay down obediently and offered that high place.Thinking of the pain the owner had when he used it that day, he quietly grasped the quilt with his hands underneath.

Fang Youxun knew that the little dead man must be thinking something abnormal again, so he didn't explain much.Gently rubbing around Huaxin with one hand, feeling the body under his hand relax, and then slowly taking out the jade gesture with the other hand.Unsurprisingly, there was a red liquid flowing down the gap slowly.There is a dull pain in my heart, is this distressing?

Holding the whole stick in his hand, Uncle Fang immediately turned dark: "Where did this pickled thing come from?" Although this stick is not thick, it is covered with bumps of various shapes, which looks extremely disgusting.

"...It's in the compartment next to the door." Xunyue replied in a low voice.I thought I put it there just to use it on myself.Now it seems that the owner doesn't know about this thing, and he is very displeased.I did something wrong again.

After a little thought, I knew that Lu Kun had already prepared it.Fang Youxun threw that one back into the box in disgust, and threw the box together into the corner.

"You are not allowed to use these in the future." Isn't the thing that the master brought with him a hundred times stronger than this thing.While making comparisons in his heart, Uncle Fang took out the "Lvtou" that he carried with him.

"Yes." Xunyue bit her lip and asked boldly, "Then what to use for practice, please tell me. The Palace Master said 'Kung fu can never be lost in a day'."

"...Come to me if you want in the future!" Fang Youxun gritted his teeth, trying to catch Ye Dongliu and find a hundred people to rape him. (Hua Jun chuckled aside.)

"Yes... um..." Xunyue felt that something cool was squeezed in from behind, and the burning pain disappeared.

Fang Youxun didn't stop until the "Lvtou" was full and flowed out.Now he finally figured out why Yu Lianhuan's medicine cost so much.

"Put on your clothes." If this continues, Uncle Fang can't guarantee that he can hold on.Although the body in front of me can be described as skinny and has nothing to do with beauty, but it can arouse the fire in my heart.

Taking the towel aside to wipe off the thin sweat on his head and the green juice left on his hands, Fang Youxun also took off his shoes and went to bed, sitting cross-legged.

When Xunyue's gaze was fixed on his belt, Fang Youxun interrupted his next move to fan the flames in time: "Sit down. I will teach you a set of breathing methods."