He said: "I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of pain."
Feng Tinghan's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, his face as white as paper was expressionless, and his tone was as indifferent as if he was talking about something unimportant.
Fu Siqian suddenly remembered that Feng Tinghan refused to drink the medicine before, and he poured down that bowl of medicine for life, what happened to make people so afraid of pain and medicine, so afraid that they didn't even care about death.
It was a wonderful and complicated state of mind, as if a drizzle had fallen on my heart, with light and shallow moisture seeping, it was extremely soft.
Fu Siqian felt that there must be something wrong with him, otherwise why would he have such an idea, and would want Jin Yaoshi to stop.
Wouldn't want to... Let the wind and the cold hurt.
Jin Yaoshi scalded the silver whisker needles on the Lihuo lamp one by one, picked up the thinnest one, stretched out his hand to Feng Tinghan, and sneered, "Don't dawdle."
The silver-whisker needles are as thin as a vellus hair, as if they could be broken with a single breath. Even if this kind of needle is stuck into the body, it will not leave a wound.
Fu Siqian rubbed Feng Tinghan's white wrist, feeling the delicate warmth, he suddenly smiled slightly, and patted Jin Yaoshi's hand with the other hand, with a calm but incomparable tone: "Don't use needles. .”
Qian Yue: "???"
Gold Medicine Stone: ... Lao Tzu's silver-whisker needles are easy to get out, so you still pick and choose?
Feng Tinghan was in a trance for a moment, he looked at Fu Siqian, at the man with his hair hanging down to his waist, at the man's undeniable and undeniable tough posture under his wide sleeves, the temperature was like ice, but it made him cold My heart felt hot for a long time.
Didn't ask why, didn't decide everything privately, did he stay in the cold hell for so long that his whole body became numb, otherwise how could this little bit of respect and protection make him feel unbelievable?
It was so unbelievable that he was reluctant to let go, wanted to hold on tight, wanted to have it forever, wanted to give everything for the continuation of this second.
With deep expectations, he was so excited that his voice trembled a little: "Master, can we really not use needles?"
The apprentice who has been raised for several months, Feng Tinghan has never shown such a cautious expression except for the first day when he met her. The expectation in those eyes was mixed with pleading, which made Fu Siqian feel sad.
Ever since he came here, he had a faint thought, telling him what to do, telling him to teach the little apprentice to get rid of his silly and sweet personality, telling him to let the little apprentice protect himself.
It seems that the little apprentice should stand above ten thousand people, have no worries about the future, and should be overbearing and self-willed and unconstrained by the world.
The only thing that shouldn't be like this.
This feeling is becoming more and more obvious and stronger. If he was still confused and confused before, he can be sure now that he came here for Feng Tinghan. There is no reason or reason. As it should be.
Different from the original owner's obsession with Xiao Nianyuan, this feeling is very strange, he does not reject it, but looks forward to it, wants to accept it from the bottom of his heart, it seems to be an innate idea that belongs to him alone.
The man in front of him is obviously not a child, but he has the urge to hold him in his arms and coax him well.
Fortunately, Fu Siqian was still rational, and he didn't really do this. He just smiled at Feng Tinghan, and said softly and firmly, "You can do it if you don't want to."
If Yan Jun was walking here, he would have cried out in alarm. It is extremely abnormal for the unmanned Zhaoyuan Xianzun to show such a disgusting and nasty expression.
The two masters and apprentices spoke each sentence for a long time. The words were sincere and full of emotion. Those who heard it were sad and those who saw them shed tears. It was really touching.
Qian Yue felt in a trance that what she was doing was not saving people, but forcing Feng Tinghan to jump into the fire pit.
Even Jin Yaoshi, who is used to seeing the world, was stunned, the veins on his forehead popped out, he slammed the silver-whisker needle in front of Fu Siqian, and gritted his teeth: "If you don't want to be cured, get out, you go somewhere else to show off your master-student love, Don't occupy my bed in Yaoshitang, you want to stay far away."
Fu Sigan's face froze, and the ambition just now was fed to the dog. He cleared his throat in a concealed manner, and lowered his voice a few degrees: "Is it serious? As for using silver whisker needles?"
"If the problem caused by the womb does not come to an end, I will take action?" Jin Yaoshi looked worried, and ordered Qianyue to go out, and then set up a sound-proof barrier, "His body seems to have a hidden disease, which should have been suppressed by a seal before. It didn’t appear, and now for some unknown reason, the effectiveness of the seal has decayed, and there are faint signs of it being lifted, so there is an abnormality.”
Fu Siqian frowned when he heard that, wishing he could pinch the fly to death: "You mean, vomiting blood and fainting is just the beginning, and it will become more and more serious in the future?"
"According to my guess, that's right." Jin Yaoshi picked up a thin needle again, with a rather smug face, and picked up Joe, "I don't force others with my silver-whisker needle, and I don't want to use the needle to save people. Doing things like harming people, Zhao Yuan Xianzun, don’t you think so?”
Fu Siqian secretly scolded this old thing for being a bad thing, but he nodded politely on his face: "Old Mr. Jin said that life is precious, don't force it, don't force it, and be extremely willing."
Promises without a realistic basis are just floating clouds, and they will be scattered in a blink of an eye without the wind blowing.
Feng Tinghan's rare emotion dissipated for a while, and he regained his clear-eyed and clear-headed state. He struggled back and pulled his wrist out of Fu Siqian's hand, whispering softly: "Master. ..."
Such a peaceful and gentle voice, in Fu Siqian's ears at this time, was like a life-threatening tone, and his eyelids twitched when he heard it, and it took a lot of effort to pull out a smile that didn't look like a smile: "I will accompany you as a teacher." With you, don't be afraid."
Jin Yaoshi sneered, glanced at Fu Siqian, and said to Feng Feng with a cold voice: "Look, no matter how beautiful the words are, they are not useless."
Fu can only speak nice words, it's useless. Si Gan secretly ground his teeth, controlled the urge to throw this old thing out, reached out and patted Feng Tinghan on the shoulder. After a long time, he didn't have the nerve to say a complete sentence .
Feng Tinghan didn't dodge, he looked at Fu Siqian, and stated a fact calmly and indifferently: "Master, you lied to me."
He spoke very slowly and softly, and every word made a big hole in the three-acre land in Fu Siqian's heart. Five words and a sentence made Fu Siqian unable to open his mouth again, and the immortal venerable was only in his heart. Guilt and apology.
Feng Tinghan closed his mouth after saying that sentence, he stretched out his hand with a calm expression, and let Jin Yaoshi pierce a row of silver whisker needles on his arm, like a puppet who has no pain, no sound and no dodge , Obediently let people poke holes in her body.
If it hurts him to yell, it's better than not saying anything.
Fu Siqian stared at the person in front of him for a long time, and the moment his eyes met, his heart felt like fire and ice, and he couldn't say a single word of comfort.
The hand of Jinyaoshi is very steady and fast. There are 36 silver whiskers, the thinnest is like a vellus hair, the thickest is like a tassel of thread. Under the light of the Lihuo lamp, the tips of the needles are dyed with traces of red light.
The feeling of the needle getting stronger as it goes back, Feng Tinghan's face turned pale again, before the needle was finished, he fainted in Fu Siqian's arms, the cold and familiar scent of pine and bamboo wrapped his whole body, making him tense The body slowly relaxes.
"Help him steady." Jin Yaoshi was sweating profusely, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, "Where did you kidnap this apprentice, his body is very strange, and I'm afraid I can't find another one like this in the whole world. "
Fu Siqian's arms tightened, and he asked doubtfully, "Is that so?"
After Jin Yaoshi injected the last needle, he let out a breath slowly: "Doctor Smiling has a notebook, which records a very special kind of people. Those people look like ordinary people on the outside, but there is 'dirty' in their bodies. blood, their body is like a container."
The word "dirty" pierced into Fu Sigan's heart like a thorn, his face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Gold medicine stone, be careful what you say."
If you have something to do, Mr. Jin, if you have nothing to do, you can use gold, medicine and stone.
Jin Yaoshi rolled his eyes angrily: "That's the original words written by the smiling doctor, you tell him to speak carefully."
The smiling doctor is both good and evil. He became famous before his skillful hand and benevolence. Now he has lost track of him for nearly 20 years, and he probably died in a corner long ago.
Fu Siqian snorted heavily, chewing words such as "dirty" and "container" in his heart, making himself unhappy.
As time went by, the silver-white needle body of the silver-whisker needle slowly turned dark and red. Jin Yaoshi frowned and closed the needle, and sealed the dark blood drawn from the needle in the bead, talking to himself for a while, Suddenly, she clapped her hands abruptly, beckoning Qian Yue to come into the house to pack her things.
"The injection this time can provide temporary relief. It's hard to say whether it can be cured or not. I have to look through the records of the smiling face doctor. You can do it yourself." After finishing speaking, he threw the things in his hand to Fu Siqian, and said solemnly, "This Put your things away, and you know what happened today."
After he finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind. In the end, Fu Siqian carried him back to the Broken Jade Palace. Perhaps the silver whisker needle of Jinyaoshi gradually worked. Quite a lot, it is no longer pale as paper, just like falling asleep, rosy and peaceful.
Standing in front of the window, Fu Siqian looked at the blood-colored bead in his hand through the moonlight. It was given to him by Jinyaoshi before he left. The blood drawn from Feng Tinghan's body, the blood-sealed bead sealed the blood that was extremely unlike blood , and hidden in the blood, there is a trace of swimming mist.
His eyes flicked across the outline of the sleeping person on the bed, from the tip of the brow to the tip of the nose, and then to the corner of the lips. Finally, Fu Siqian stretched out his hand and slowly covered Feng Tinghan's heart.
Feng Tinghan's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, his face as white as paper was expressionless, and his tone was as indifferent as if he was talking about something unimportant.
Fu Siqian suddenly remembered that Feng Tinghan refused to drink the medicine before, and he poured down that bowl of medicine for life, what happened to make people so afraid of pain and medicine, so afraid that they didn't even care about death.
It was a wonderful and complicated state of mind, as if a drizzle had fallen on my heart, with light and shallow moisture seeping, it was extremely soft.
Fu Siqian felt that there must be something wrong with him, otherwise why would he have such an idea, and would want Jin Yaoshi to stop.
Wouldn't want to... Let the wind and the cold hurt.
Jin Yaoshi scalded the silver whisker needles on the Lihuo lamp one by one, picked up the thinnest one, stretched out his hand to Feng Tinghan, and sneered, "Don't dawdle."
The silver-whisker needles are as thin as a vellus hair, as if they could be broken with a single breath. Even if this kind of needle is stuck into the body, it will not leave a wound.
Fu Siqian rubbed Feng Tinghan's white wrist, feeling the delicate warmth, he suddenly smiled slightly, and patted Jin Yaoshi's hand with the other hand, with a calm but incomparable tone: "Don't use needles. .”
Qian Yue: "???"
Gold Medicine Stone: ... Lao Tzu's silver-whisker needles are easy to get out, so you still pick and choose?
Feng Tinghan was in a trance for a moment, he looked at Fu Siqian, at the man with his hair hanging down to his waist, at the man's undeniable and undeniable tough posture under his wide sleeves, the temperature was like ice, but it made him cold My heart felt hot for a long time.
Didn't ask why, didn't decide everything privately, did he stay in the cold hell for so long that his whole body became numb, otherwise how could this little bit of respect and protection make him feel unbelievable?
It was so unbelievable that he was reluctant to let go, wanted to hold on tight, wanted to have it forever, wanted to give everything for the continuation of this second.
With deep expectations, he was so excited that his voice trembled a little: "Master, can we really not use needles?"
The apprentice who has been raised for several months, Feng Tinghan has never shown such a cautious expression except for the first day when he met her. The expectation in those eyes was mixed with pleading, which made Fu Siqian feel sad.
Ever since he came here, he had a faint thought, telling him what to do, telling him to teach the little apprentice to get rid of his silly and sweet personality, telling him to let the little apprentice protect himself.
It seems that the little apprentice should stand above ten thousand people, have no worries about the future, and should be overbearing and self-willed and unconstrained by the world.
The only thing that shouldn't be like this.
This feeling is becoming more and more obvious and stronger. If he was still confused and confused before, he can be sure now that he came here for Feng Tinghan. There is no reason or reason. As it should be.
Different from the original owner's obsession with Xiao Nianyuan, this feeling is very strange, he does not reject it, but looks forward to it, wants to accept it from the bottom of his heart, it seems to be an innate idea that belongs to him alone.
The man in front of him is obviously not a child, but he has the urge to hold him in his arms and coax him well.
Fortunately, Fu Siqian was still rational, and he didn't really do this. He just smiled at Feng Tinghan, and said softly and firmly, "You can do it if you don't want to."
If Yan Jun was walking here, he would have cried out in alarm. It is extremely abnormal for the unmanned Zhaoyuan Xianzun to show such a disgusting and nasty expression.
The two masters and apprentices spoke each sentence for a long time. The words were sincere and full of emotion. Those who heard it were sad and those who saw them shed tears. It was really touching.
Qian Yue felt in a trance that what she was doing was not saving people, but forcing Feng Tinghan to jump into the fire pit.
Even Jin Yaoshi, who is used to seeing the world, was stunned, the veins on his forehead popped out, he slammed the silver-whisker needle in front of Fu Siqian, and gritted his teeth: "If you don't want to be cured, get out, you go somewhere else to show off your master-student love, Don't occupy my bed in Yaoshitang, you want to stay far away."
Fu Sigan's face froze, and the ambition just now was fed to the dog. He cleared his throat in a concealed manner, and lowered his voice a few degrees: "Is it serious? As for using silver whisker needles?"
"If the problem caused by the womb does not come to an end, I will take action?" Jin Yaoshi looked worried, and ordered Qianyue to go out, and then set up a sound-proof barrier, "His body seems to have a hidden disease, which should have been suppressed by a seal before. It didn’t appear, and now for some unknown reason, the effectiveness of the seal has decayed, and there are faint signs of it being lifted, so there is an abnormality.”
Fu Siqian frowned when he heard that, wishing he could pinch the fly to death: "You mean, vomiting blood and fainting is just the beginning, and it will become more and more serious in the future?"
"According to my guess, that's right." Jin Yaoshi picked up a thin needle again, with a rather smug face, and picked up Joe, "I don't force others with my silver-whisker needle, and I don't want to use the needle to save people. Doing things like harming people, Zhao Yuan Xianzun, don’t you think so?”
Fu Siqian secretly scolded this old thing for being a bad thing, but he nodded politely on his face: "Old Mr. Jin said that life is precious, don't force it, don't force it, and be extremely willing."
Promises without a realistic basis are just floating clouds, and they will be scattered in a blink of an eye without the wind blowing.
Feng Tinghan's rare emotion dissipated for a while, and he regained his clear-eyed and clear-headed state. He struggled back and pulled his wrist out of Fu Siqian's hand, whispering softly: "Master. ..."
Such a peaceful and gentle voice, in Fu Siqian's ears at this time, was like a life-threatening tone, and his eyelids twitched when he heard it, and it took a lot of effort to pull out a smile that didn't look like a smile: "I will accompany you as a teacher." With you, don't be afraid."
Jin Yaoshi sneered, glanced at Fu Siqian, and said to Feng Feng with a cold voice: "Look, no matter how beautiful the words are, they are not useless."
Fu can only speak nice words, it's useless. Si Gan secretly ground his teeth, controlled the urge to throw this old thing out, reached out and patted Feng Tinghan on the shoulder. After a long time, he didn't have the nerve to say a complete sentence .
Feng Tinghan didn't dodge, he looked at Fu Siqian, and stated a fact calmly and indifferently: "Master, you lied to me."
He spoke very slowly and softly, and every word made a big hole in the three-acre land in Fu Siqian's heart. Five words and a sentence made Fu Siqian unable to open his mouth again, and the immortal venerable was only in his heart. Guilt and apology.
Feng Tinghan closed his mouth after saying that sentence, he stretched out his hand with a calm expression, and let Jin Yaoshi pierce a row of silver whisker needles on his arm, like a puppet who has no pain, no sound and no dodge , Obediently let people poke holes in her body.
If it hurts him to yell, it's better than not saying anything.
Fu Siqian stared at the person in front of him for a long time, and the moment his eyes met, his heart felt like fire and ice, and he couldn't say a single word of comfort.
The hand of Jinyaoshi is very steady and fast. There are 36 silver whiskers, the thinnest is like a vellus hair, the thickest is like a tassel of thread. Under the light of the Lihuo lamp, the tips of the needles are dyed with traces of red light.
The feeling of the needle getting stronger as it goes back, Feng Tinghan's face turned pale again, before the needle was finished, he fainted in Fu Siqian's arms, the cold and familiar scent of pine and bamboo wrapped his whole body, making him tense The body slowly relaxes.
"Help him steady." Jin Yaoshi was sweating profusely, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, "Where did you kidnap this apprentice, his body is very strange, and I'm afraid I can't find another one like this in the whole world. "
Fu Siqian's arms tightened, and he asked doubtfully, "Is that so?"
After Jin Yaoshi injected the last needle, he let out a breath slowly: "Doctor Smiling has a notebook, which records a very special kind of people. Those people look like ordinary people on the outside, but there is 'dirty' in their bodies. blood, their body is like a container."
The word "dirty" pierced into Fu Sigan's heart like a thorn, his face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Gold medicine stone, be careful what you say."
If you have something to do, Mr. Jin, if you have nothing to do, you can use gold, medicine and stone.
Jin Yaoshi rolled his eyes angrily: "That's the original words written by the smiling doctor, you tell him to speak carefully."
The smiling doctor is both good and evil. He became famous before his skillful hand and benevolence. Now he has lost track of him for nearly 20 years, and he probably died in a corner long ago.
Fu Siqian snorted heavily, chewing words such as "dirty" and "container" in his heart, making himself unhappy.
As time went by, the silver-white needle body of the silver-whisker needle slowly turned dark and red. Jin Yaoshi frowned and closed the needle, and sealed the dark blood drawn from the needle in the bead, talking to himself for a while, Suddenly, she clapped her hands abruptly, beckoning Qian Yue to come into the house to pack her things.
"The injection this time can provide temporary relief. It's hard to say whether it can be cured or not. I have to look through the records of the smiling face doctor. You can do it yourself." After finishing speaking, he threw the things in his hand to Fu Siqian, and said solemnly, "This Put your things away, and you know what happened today."
After he finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind. In the end, Fu Siqian carried him back to the Broken Jade Palace. Perhaps the silver whisker needle of Jinyaoshi gradually worked. Quite a lot, it is no longer pale as paper, just like falling asleep, rosy and peaceful.
Standing in front of the window, Fu Siqian looked at the blood-colored bead in his hand through the moonlight. It was given to him by Jinyaoshi before he left. The blood drawn from Feng Tinghan's body, the blood-sealed bead sealed the blood that was extremely unlike blood , and hidden in the blood, there is a trace of swimming mist.
His eyes flicked across the outline of the sleeping person on the bed, from the tip of the brow to the tip of the nose, and then to the corner of the lips. Finally, Fu Siqian stretched out his hand and slowly covered Feng Tinghan's heart.
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