Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Ye Baiyi wanted to untie Zhou Zishu's clothes to see a doctor, and Wen Kexing was watching over him, very cautious.

Xiao Yi avoided this scene, Ye Baiyi couldn't suffer anyway.

Xiao Yi closed the door and sat alone on the white stone steps at the door, hugging her knees, her chin resting between her knees.

Ye Baiyi got his wish, he cured the person he wanted to cure, and what about her.

She has a lover, a harbor, and various rich life experiences.

Xiao Yi looked up at the clouds in the sky. There was a strong wind at high altitude, and the clouds were moving quickly, changing their shapes in an instant.

In this place where she could die at any time, she seemed to have gotten her wish.

But I feel so sorry.

Good things are always so fleeting, the person in the room, and Senior Ye are all like this, and so is her life.

Not living enough.

Obviously, he has only been in this world for more than ten years, and he has just seen the most prosperous season of life.

I really envy the man in the house.

He knew how to escape, which was a wonderful gift, but she didn't have this gift, everything was always on the mind.

Can't tell Ye Baiyi.

Because he was already sad enough, Xiao Yi didn't want to make his mentality collapse even more.

Can't tell anyone.

……

Xiao Yi buried her head in her knees and sighed silently.

She received a new round of Q&A requests from Xie Jieliubo in the morning, and after replying quickly, she directly asked him for some mosquito repellent medicine.

In fact, she quite likes the atmosphere of the Yueyang School in the deep mountains and rivers, and she wants to go to the waterside to relax with Ye Baiyi. After leaving the Yueyang School, she doesn't know where to go next.

After a while, the door behind him was pushed open with a "squeak", and three men came out side by side. Xiao Yi got up to make way for them.

Ye Baiyi immediately came over and took Xiao Yi's hand, Xiao Yi asked him: "How is it? Can it be cured?"

"It's a bit difficult." Ye Baiyi frowned, "It's a big problem for me."

"But since you are the one who answered on my behalf, I will definitely find a way to cure him." Ye Baiyi didn't think this problem was unsolvable. He has practiced medicine for many years and is still very interested in this special case.

Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu stood side by side. Zhou Zishu was already much better. Ye Baiyi just gave him an injection, which temporarily stopped the acute malignant symptoms of Qiqiao Sanqiu Nail.

Although it is not a cure for the symptoms, it is good to suspend for a while.

The slightest pain from that thing can be fatal.

Wen Kexing has just experienced a shock, knowing that his sweetheart will die soon, and then quickly learns that someone wants to save him as his long-cherished wish. He feels that he has been on a super exciting roller coaster, and it is difficult to describe his mood at the moment.

Now he only hoped that morality would kidnap the white man and let him continue the treatment to the end no matter what.

Wen Kexing turned to look at Xiao Yi: "Madam, do you have any important wishes, or what do you want?" Ye Baiyi repeatedly emphasized in the room just now that he doesn't want any reward, as long as Xiao Yi's wishes are satisfied. Any wish will do.

"..."

Xiaoyi thought for a while, she actually didn't have many wishes, but this young fan fan probably couldn't even fulfill them.

Like going home, like saving Ye Baiyi, or saving yourself.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Ye Baiyi was just playing the trick, he sincerely wanted to save this person from the bottom of his heart, and the reward for his wish didn't matter at all.

Xiaoyi was holding a silver jade flute in her hand, and she had just played with Zhou Zishu, using this instrument.

Thanks to Ye Baiyi's pretense, it has not been scrapped yet.

Xiaoyi held the jade flute in front of her, and looked at Wen Kexing: "Then teach me to play a tune, do you know the rhythm?" After buying such an instrument, she never knew how to use it.

She just asked casually, feeling that Wen Kexing's temperament is very stinky, and he should know this art.

Sure enough, Wen Kexing smiled openly: "Young lady has good eyesight, Wen is really good at this."

Seeing that the two reached an agreement so quickly, Ye Baiyi waved his hand: "Then you can teach now!" It felt like this kid took a big advantage.

Playing flute and saving Zhou Zishu are not an order of magnitude of difficulty at all.

A globe and a globe.

But what Xiaoyi said was straightforward, and Ye Baiyi didn't want to make her feel good, but she didn't expect that she was still a music and art lover.

……

A young man with a high ponytail from the Immortal Feast Altar, wearing a black hat and veil, walked alone on the bustling streets of Yueyang City.

Yi Ya's mood was undoubtedly excellent, he was full of hatred and excitement, and young master Kongsang was alone, this was his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge.

The Vientiane Array and the star map show that the young master is in this city in a different space.

But there are so many people here, the whole city is like a festival, so many guest rooms, so many people, how to find him, where to start to find that little girl.

Yi Ya walked through countless inns, but was told that there were no vacancies, and he couldn't even find a place to stay.

Yi Ya: "..." Peng Keng didn't explain this to him, how could things turn out like this.

Yi Ya had the feeling that he had been tricked, but he couldn't find any evidence.

... Every time Peng Keng coughed, he looked fragile, beautiful and sinister.

Yi Ya wandered around all afternoon and found nothing.

Then he felt that he couldn't waste his time like this. His old profession was actually a chef, and Yanxiantan and Kongsang were in competition. Of course, they were also engaged in the catering industry.

As soon as the Yi Ya route was detoured, he turned into the farmer's market to see if there were any ingredients that could be used for cooking.

As a chef, he still carries a lot of seasonings and cooking utensils with him.

Most of the place where vegetables and meat are sold are women. Yi Ya's existence is like a strange species. He walks forward embarrassingly, and then walks forward, and suddenly finds another strange species.

This alien is also a gloomy young man with pale skin and sick eyes. He has almost the same aura as him. A specific preparation method of seasoning.

This person caught Yi Ya's attention, he stepped forward and took the initiative to answer his questions.

……

"Senior Ye, he's finished teaching."

Holding the jade flute, Xiaoyi walked over with a cold expression, with an unnatural expression.

Wen Kexing Shi Shiran followed behind her.

Wen Kexing waved his folding fan lightly, looking like a gentle and elegant elder, looking at her approvingly, what a smart head.

Ye Baiyi: "So fast!?"

"She's a quick learner, and she's good at everything." Wen Kexing was happy to be at leisure. He likes to deal with smart people, which saves a lot of trouble.

Because she learned so quickly, and even learned by analogy, Wen Kexing soon had nothing to teach, and the hand of giving roses to others has a lingering fragrance. Ye Baiyi will be very useful.

Then Xiaoyi quickly terminated the teaching, and her impression of this person became even worse.

Ye Baiyi was right, this person is not a good person.

Freezing three feet is not a one-day cold, to treat Zhou Zishu's disease, Ye Baiyi has to study and study, he does not want to fail.

After bidding farewell to Wen Zhou and the others, Xiao Yi and Ye Baiyi sat opposite each other in the room, and it was not time for dinner yet.

Bored, Xiao Yi tried to play a tune, and Ye Baiyi looked at her with his chin propped up.

"The man said his name was Wen Kexing."

Xiao Yi put down Yu Xiao, "Senior Ye, he taught me a method that can heal within a certain area and send internal energy to many people."

Although Wen Kexing is a very stinky person, he really cares about Zhou Zishu's related matters.

Xiao Yi wanted to learn how to play the flute, so he taught her all the content related to this that he thought was valuable.Although there are parts she doesn't want to hear.

But this range of healing and transmission of internal force through the air are indeed skills she likes very much.

It's like turning on bluetooth.

Say goodbye to data lines and enter the 5G era.

"What's the use of learning this, who else do you want to transfer your internal energy to?" Ye Baiyi didn't understand, "Your internal energy itself isn't too much, right???" Comparing him to him is simply the difference between a small ditch and the sea.

When fighting Xiaoyi before, head-to-head and high points were not of the same order of magnitude at all.

"It's fine if you teach me, I'll give you some internal strength! Come!" Ye Baiyi generously reached out to her for Xiao.

"...That's not necessary."

Xiao Yi feels that it is unnecessary, and this Bluetooth function should not be used when the data cable can be connected.

If Ye Baiyi really wanted to pass on his internal strength, he could put his hands on the back of his spine and pass it on directly.

Xiaoyi is more concerned about another situation.

Can you use the god of food spiritual power to heal teammates from a long distance.

Although Ye Baiyi was never injured.

He is simply too strong.

...except for cutting off children and grandchildren.Although it appears to be fully healed now.

Xiaoyi decided to let Ye Baiyi experience it a little bit.

She reached out and took Ye Baiyi's arm, and peeled off the sleeve, revealing the red mountain mosquito bag on his arm.

Xiao Yi put this arm flat on the table, and smiled at him.

Ye Baiyi: "?"

Xiao Yi took two steps back, picked up the jade flute a few steps away, and blew a cheerful ballad.

Invisible and colorless sound waves diffused in the small space, carrying a very small amount of spiritual power of the God of Cookery, light green stars floating, the special effects are extremely gorgeous, like the light of fireflies, one after another, accurately falling on Ye Baiyi mosquito pack.

The moment they came into contact with the light, those mosquito packs... indeed disappeared one by one.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it slowly melted away, and the normal skin color was restored.

A strong arm, an arm without a mosquito bag.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi: "..." Such a gorgeous performance, so mentally retarded.

Xiao Yi patted the muscles of his arm in relief: "How does it feel? The other arm, too? And the legs?" Her expression was very caring.

The cost of this level of treatment is negligible, and it can also free Ye Baiyi from the torment of the mosquito pack.

"...Do you Jiuchongtian use this method to prevent mosquitoes?" Ye Baiyi looked at her in disbelief.

"No."

Xiaoyi smiled apologetically, and put the mosquito repellant that Xie Jieliubo gave him in front of him, "We usually use this kind."

The author has something to say:

Wen Kexing: Kid, how do you feel? Am I knowledgeable?

Xiaoyi: Useless knowledge has increased.

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My manuscripts are about to explode. There are too many, nearly [-] words, and I feel uncomfortable every day.

Temporarily change it to double update every day before the end of May, and change it back in June.