Good news, the elder is gone

Physical fatigue often follows kidney deficiency, and headaches often follow hangover.

Xue Wangliu was lying on the bed, looking at the slight sun spots on the top of the bed with his swollen eyes open, his head was throbbing with pain, as if someone had put popping candies in his brain.

He also couldn't remember how much he drank last night, anyway, he drank when he was upset, and scolded when he was unhappy.I seem to let Ding Hong drink with me, and hug it and sing that I am a little bird, no matter how I fly, I can't fly high.

After drinking Ding Hong, did he put his arms around Nianshu's neck?

The memory started to blur from here, the more Xue Wangliu thought about it, the worse it became, and his already hangover head hurt even more.He was raising his hand to press his head when he heard a voice coming from beside the bed.

"Master is awake?"

Nianshu turned around and opened the bed curtain a little, the sunlight from outside made Xue Wangliu click his tongue, raised his hand to cover his eyes and said, "Put it down."

The bed curtain was put down again, and Nianshu sat on the low stool beside the bed and said with a sigh of relief: "Master finally woke up, you have been sleeping for most of the day, and it is already noon."

"Really?" Xue Wangliu put his arm on his eyes and was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to open some bed curtains, and after his eyes got used to the light, he looked at Nianshu who was sitting by the bed spinning prayer beads and asked: "Ding Hong Woolen cloth?"

Nian Shu paused: "Ding Hong drank too much last night and is still sleeping."

"Oh..." Xue Wangliu nodded, and asked again: "Then it didn't drink too much and went crazy, it just flew out to defecate anywhere and give people some flying in the air."

Ding Hong came here once when he was in the Huahan Sect. During the Chinese New Year, he drank too much and flew out to defecate everywhere. The disciples were so frightened that this old bird finally became demented and became incontinent. After this year, there will be no next year. He even rolled and crawled over to tell himself that Jin Hezun was dead.

Nian Shu listened and shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that it seems to have pulled out its hair after drinking too much."

Xue Wangliu: ...

He sat upright like a carp, enduring a headache and looking for Ding Hong in the room: "How many times have you pulled out, didn't you turn it into a chicken?"

Before Nian Shu could answer, he saw Ding Hong sleeping in the corner, with a few golden feathers scattered around her.Fortunately, I didn't pluck much, but the hair around the neck is gone. It can be said that the shape is specially made, so there is no big problem.

He was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief and the headache came again, Xue Wangliu slowly lay back on the bed, smacked his mouth and said: "Nianshu, pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty."

Nianshu responded, and sat down beside the bed with a glass of water, and helped Xue Wangliu get up to drink.

The temperature of the water was just right, neither hot nor cold, Xue Wangliu drank half a glass in one breath with Nianshu's hand, and said with a sigh of relief: "I drank too much last night, so I didn't do anything bad. "

Nianshu smiled and said, "No."

"What are you laughing at without you?" Xue Wangliu put the cup aside, looked at Nianshu and found that his forehead was a little red, like a palm print, and the alert in his mind immediately sounded, grabbing his honest blind apprentice and asking: "What's the matter with your forehead? Did I hit it?"

Nian Shu paused for a moment, and after listening to the teacher's warning to tell the truth, he said, "Master, you drank too much last night. You put your arms around my neck and patted me on the head and sang songs. That's how I made a mark."

He quickly explained: "Master drank too much wine, his hand is limp and has no strength, and it doesn't hurt at all."

Xue Wangliu was at a loss for words for a while, thinking that if it doesn't hurt, you can still leave a mark, you have accomplished your skills, boy.He reached out and touched Nianshu's head, and asked, "What song am I singing, and I want to pat your forehead to accompany it?"

It shouldn't be some rock and drum accompaniment, or the child will have a concussion right now, and he won't be able to sit here and talk to me properly.

The more Xue Wangliu thought about it, the more guilty she felt, only to hear Nian Shu say: "I have never heard the song sung by Master, but it sounds like a nursery rhyme."

"What nursery rhyme?"

An ominous premonition hit his heart, Xue Wangliu only heard Nian Shu clear his throat and sing seriously: "Twinkle, twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky to shine brightly."

After he finished singing, he repeated what Xue Wangliu said last night: "You touched my head and said that the stars are as bright as my head, but they are not as easy to touch as my head."

Xue Wangliu: ...

Amitabha is already considered a personal attack.

"Master, I apologize to you." With his feet, Xue Wangliu could think of the embarrassment of his drunkenness yesterday, he repented from the bottom of his heart, and in front of the monk, he made a sign of the cross and chanted Amitabha : "Master was in a bad mood yesterday. He drank too much and went crazy. His appearance must be ugly. You should treat it as a dream."

Listening to Xue Wangliu's voice, Nianshu didn't say anything, and remained silent for a long time, but Amitabha said in his heart, slowly: "Knowing mistakes can be corrected, there is nothing good about it, and knowing the wrong path is the right way."

Nian Shu felt that his words were exaggerated, so he retorted in his heart: "There is nothing wrong with it at all."

As usual, he stretched out his hand to grab Xue Wangliu's sleeve, lowered his eyes and said in a warm voice: "It's normal for Master to vent his bad mood, it's a common thing to drink to express his feelings, Master doesn't need to be so serious. What's more..."

Xue Wangliu looked at him, saw the blind apprentice suddenly smiled, and said softly: "I can't see with both eyes, how Master looks after drinking is as good-looking to me as before, there is no difference."

The room fell silent suddenly, Xue Wangliu looked at Nianshu not knowing what to say, and let him hold his sleeve and smile.Feeling a little sad and a little happy.

"What else am I doing besides holding your head and singing?" Xue Wangliu touched his swollen eyes, "Are you crying? Are you crying loudly?"

Nianshu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I did cry."

"Did you call your father and mother while crying?" Xue Wangliu continued to ask.

Nianshu was silent for a while, then continued to nod and said, "Master was not there when I was crying, but another one was there. He said that you were crying so sad that you couldn't even sit on the ground, and that you wanted to go home. He also said that he has no home when he goes back.”

Just listening to the voice in his body, Nian Shu felt uncomfortable. The more he spoke, the lower his voice, and couldn't help asking: "Master, isn't the Huahan Sect your home?"

"Yes." Xue Wangliu answered bluntly, but added: "But Huahanzong is my second home, and I want to go back to my first home."

The Xungui mansion in the capital has everything that Xue Wangliu once hoped to have, a gentle mother and a kind father, and a status of being favored and favored forever.

"When I was at home, I didn't have to think about anything. Even if I eat, drink and play all my life, my parents will support me when the sky falls." Xue Wangliu said softly, "Although Huahanzong is also my home, you My brothers and sisters are my relatives, but I always take care of them."

He laughed: "People are always tired, otherwise why would they say they don't want to grow up."

"Amitabha……"

Knowing what he felt, he sighed: "Life is destined, so don't be sad."

Nianshu was silent for a while, the hand holding Xue Wangliu's sleeve gradually tightened, and he said slowly: "Master, I used to live in exile on the streets, when the winter was cold and the sun warmed up, and the summer was hot and the wind and rain came, I would I feel content and happy, and although I don’t see the light when I open my eyes, I’m glad that I’ve lived another day, and I’m never sad because of myself.”

"There is nothing wrong with contentment and happiness." Xue Wangliu said softly.

Nianshu frowned, looked at Xue Wangliu with empty eyes and asked: "But now I hear Master mentioning the past, even if it is an understatement, I still feel sad and heartbroken."

Xue Wangliu was stunned for a moment, looked at the furrowed eyebrows of the blind apprentice in front of him, and was a little angry when he heard him whisper.The slight sadness and happiness in my heart mixed together for a moment, turning into a smile on my face.

"Maybe this is the bystander Qing?" He looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and raised his eyebrows: "Sometimes when I look back, I think it's not easy for me, but at that time I only wanted to survive, so I couldn't care less about being sad. Sad, after all, being sad can't solve the problem."

Nian Shu lowered his eyes: "Master is right."

"But you can feel sorry for me, I'm very happy." Xue Wangliu said suddenly, he stretched while looking at the leaves swaying by the wind in the sunlight outside the window, then turned to look at him and said, "Thank you."

Nianshu was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that Master shouldn't be like this, when he suddenly heard him sigh again.

Xue Wangliu hung her shoulders and said repeatedly, "I'm still upset about one thing, why was it not you but him at the time, making me mess around like this in front of outsiders, it's really embarrassing."

Got it:...

Nian Shu: "At that time, my head was dizzy and my consciousness was a little fuzzy..."

"I don't blame you." Xue Wangliu approached him, patted the back of the little apprentice's hand lightly, and said softly, "Don't think too much. Did I do anything else besides crying?"

Nian Shu: "Is there anything else?"

I fell silent for a while, remembering last night that Fairy Xueliu kicked her shoe, jumped and jumped barefoot, and finally sat on the ground crying, she went to help him but was pulled on the ground, and said softly: "I fell while pulling you , and then holding you and crying, and then..."

Furthermore, he kissed the head that was shining brightly. He really couldn't say this sentence, repeated Amitabha, it seemed that this would calm the uneasiness in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Nian Shu asked.

Liao Liao calmly said: "If you come again, you will wake up, and he will hold your head as a drum."

Nian Shu responded and replied to Xue Wangliu's words.Seeing that he didn't do any more outrageous things, Xue Wangliu was also relieved, and ordered Nianshu to get some hot water to wash up.

After he tidied up and changed out of his alcohol-smelling clothes, he found a spacious inn again, put aside Ding Hong, who was still asleep, and sat at the desk by himself, putting the rice paper he just bought on the table spread out.

"Master, what are you doing?" Nian Shu asked.

Xue Wangliu dipped a pen into the ink and wrote a stroke on the paper, slowly said: "Before your black jade stick was broken, I said I would take you to the casting and forging studio to make a handy magic weapon. Now that there are people watching secretly, it is inconvenient for me to come to the door directly with my name card, and I need an expensive meeting gift."

He stared at the bronze mirror in front of him for a while, and sketched out a face in twos and twos, "The owner of Zhuduanzhai is surnamed Xue, and he likes to collect all kinds of treasure mines and pictures of beauties. I have treasure mines on me, but this The beauty picture is not on me, time is in a hurry, now I can only draw a picture of my own face."

Nianshu heard the voice in his body say: "There should be more important things now."

"Master may have his own plans."

As soon as Nianshu finished speaking, something flapped outside the window, Xue Wangliu waved his hand, the window opened, a white pigeon flew in, and threw a small bamboo tube towards Xue Wangliu.

Xue Wangliu looked at the pigeon, stretched out his hand to open the bamboo tube, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's just right, it's the news from the fourth child."

The author says:

Xue Wangliu: Just treat it as a dream.

Got it: I'm not very touched when I wake up.

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