Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

The mountain road at Liuyun Peak is long, Nan Heng stepped down the steps and looked at the back of the figure in the green shirt in front of him hidden in the green forest.

Finally caught up with him at the foot of the mountain.

"Master, wait for me."

Xiao Tingxun stopped in his tracks: "You are not going the same way as me."

Nan Heng smiled: "You have decided not to go back, as an apprentice, you can't really leave you alone."

Xiao Ting glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will ruin your great cause of revenge?"

"Then we have to wait until the Immortal Gate Conference in three days' time," Nan Heng said, "Master, what I just said was serious, are you not angry?"

Xiao Tingxun's voice was cold: "I'm angry."

"Then can you stop being angry?" The young man who grabbed his sleeves smiled and his eyes were crooked, his dark eyes were pure and clean, "I know a place where I can stay, don't be angry with me, I'll take you there OK?"

"where?"

Nan Heng didn't say it immediately, but said shamelessly: "I'll just say it when you don't get angry."

Xiao Tingxun raised his eyebrows, but his face was still cold: "I'm not angry anymore."

Nan Heng: ...

"Okay," he looked helplessly at the man in front of him who raised his chin slightly, "Luoyun Mountain in Cangnan, the Second Elder has a small thatched hut, which was his residence before joining the Changqing Sect. You left too fast just now. Just tell me."

"En." Xiao Tingxun's voice was indifferent.

"Then shall we go there?" Nan Heng turned his head to observe his expression.

Xiao Tingxun still didn't have any expression on his face: "That's fine."

"Let's go then."

The young man threw a bright smile at him, summoned Kakuzo, and stretched out his hand to embrace him very naturally, and the two of them flew across the sky with their swords together.

There was a strong wind in his ears, and he could see the outline of Nan Heng's gradually hardened side face with a slight tilt of his head.

It was the same face as his original little apprentice, but the frowns and smiles of this soul were completely different from it.

Is alive, filled with his own separate emotions and thoughts, another person.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the situation when Nan Heng boldly confessed to him in the cold snow.

At that time, he neither accepted nor refused.

Because he didn't know how to face Nan Heng, and how to face himself.

In the previous life, it wasn't until his little apprentice in his original body blew up his soul nucleus and died in front of him that his feelings that had been suppressed so deeply finally broke out.

He thought that he should like the original body.

But in this life again, he fell in love with the current Nan Heng again.

Therefore, in the snowy cold weather, Nan Heng confessed to him, but he didn't answer, and couldn't answer.

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But if he agreed, it would be too unfair to the young man who is now guarding the sword with him.

A person can only hold one person in his heart, so he needs time to figure out who he should put in his heart.

But he has always been very inexperienced with things like love and love, so that after thinking about it for so long, he still hasn't figured out why.

"Master, here we are."

Nanheng's voice sounded in his ear, and Jiaozang landed steadily on the top of Luoyun Mountain.

There is a peach grove in front of it, and a small thatched hut is located in the peach grove, with the roof overgrown with weeds faintly exposed.

Nan Heng put away the horns, took the lead to step on a winding path among the peach forests, and stood in front of the hut in a blink of an eye.

The thatched hut was obviously in disrepair, but fortunately, it was built strong enough, except that the weeds on the roof were thicker and the weeds in front of the house were a little taller, so after tidying up, it can still be lived in.

He opened the door and took a look inside the room. The furnishings were simple, with wooden tables, wooden frames, simple pots and stoves, and the only wooden bed.

Ok……

Sleeping may be a bit difficult.

Nan Heng simply tidied up the wooden bed and wooden cabinet, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Tingxun was tidying up the wooden table and cooking stove.

He hurried over and stopped the person: "Let me come, your injury is not healed yet."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Xiao Tingxun avoided him and continued to clear the table.

Nan Heng frowned, and when he was about to take the rag, he took the rag away first: "Master, I'll clean it up here, you go sit on the bed for a while, and help me look at this prescription by the way, it's written by the second elder, I don't quite understand it."

"Okay." Sure enough, Xiao Tingxun didn't insist any longer, took the letter paper handed over by Nan Heng, went to sit on the wooden bed inside, and read it seriously.

Nan Heng heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately this trick worked.

The wound on his right hand had soaked the bandages with blood, so he might lose it if he continued to work.

Quickly tidying up the table and pots and stoves, Nan Heng took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, and when he returned to the wooden bed, Xiao Tingxun had already finished reading the prescription.

Nan Heng leaned over and sat down beside him: "Master, what is written on the prescription? I really can't understand the handwriting of the second elder."

"Ten grams each of star anise lotus leaves, evening primrose, azure dibai, and purple danluo, and the other nine fragrant insects are crushed into powder."

Xiao Tingxun pointed to the words on the letterhead and read: "Is there anything else that I don't understand?"

Nan Heng shook his head obediently: "No more, thank you, Master."

At this time, he was sitting very close to Xiao Tingxun, in order to see clearly the flamboyant cursive script on the prescription, the two could kiss each other almost as soon as they turned their faces.

When Nan Heng opened his mouth, the hot air that he exhaled sprayed on the side of Xiao Tingxun's face, making his ears turn red instantly.

Naturally, this detail did not escape Nan Heng's eyes.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and suddenly stretched out his hand to gently pinch Xiao Tingxun's thin red ears and lips.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Tingxun snapped away almost instantly, his eyebrows raised coldly.

Nan Heng was angry and helpless, they had obviously slept through.

Although it was the effect of Chunchaohua, it was also initiated by his master.

I thought this person was just too thin-skinned, and I was too embarrassed to talk about it, but Xiao Tingxun's reaction now was no different from before he went to bed.

Ok……

Nan Heng's head was a little big, but he didn't waste any more time thinking about it.

"There's a bug." He twirled his fingers, "Master, rest, I'll go to the back mountain to pick these elixir."

"There is one in the back mountain?"

Nan Heng smiled at him: "Master, don't forget who lived here before. Since the second elder asked us to come, it must be full of medicinal materials."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the house.

The moment his front foot stepped out of the threshold, System 88 couldn't wait to jump out: [Warning!warn! 】

Nan Heng frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

[Host, please don't forget your own current mission! 】

"I remember."

【Then the host should stop attacking the character Xiao Tingxun. 】

[The current favorability has all been used to start the master-apprentice quest, so please start the quest as soon as possible. 】

Nan Heng found a small shovel for digging herbs behind the door of the thatched hut, and carried the basket on his back: "I know, this is not just preparing for this task."

[For the host, the system doesn't quite understand. 】

"So you're stupid." Nan Heng took a small shovel, twirled it in his hand, and walked towards the back mountain, "I read the formula of Sleeping Dream in the library of the Changqing School before, and I plan to use it later. When all the medicinal materials are collected, this medicine will be formulated."

"The day before the Immortal Gate Conference, I will give Xiao Tingxun the sleepy dream, so that he will sleep for a whole day, and when he wakes up, my revenge will be over. I guess he will be very angry with me, for sure. If you want to turn against me, the mission is open and completed immediately."

System 88: […]

[Host, you are opportunistic. 】

"You can say whether this method will work or not. Even if I turn against him, I can't control his actions. If he runs out to make trouble again, it's better to just put it down."

System 88: […]

"why do not you talk?"

[The host is smart and witty, the system has nothing to say. 】

"Haha," Nan Heng smiled, "Then you should step back, I still have to collect herbs."

System 88 forked itself for the first time.

Nan Heng quickly collected all the medicinal materials for treating Xiao Tingxun's wrist injury, and by the way, he also collected all the medicinal materials for making a sound dream.

With a quick operation on the pot and stove, he quickly boiled the externally applied ointment, put another stick of incense to cool it down, and finally put it in a small porcelain bowl.

Nan Heng went in with a small bowl, and immediately saw Xiao Tingxun sitting on the bed, as if he was... sewing a kit.

Nan Heng: ...

He began to reflect on himself, why he didn't stop this person when he just left.

I can't stay idle even after such a short period of time. Is it because I think my hands are too slow?

Nan Heng walked in with a dark face, and the action of putting the bowl was a bit heavy, the porcelain bowl was knocked on the bedside cabinet, making a muffled sound.

Xiao Tingxun raised his head and glanced at him: "You are back."

"Well," Nan Heng replied in a deep voice, "Your hand is still hurt, so don't do this kind of work for now."

"It's just a small job, I'm used to it." Xiao Tingxun didn't care much, but Nan Heng was stunned.

Habit, yes, when he wasn't around before, I'm afraid Xiao Tingxun would have to support himself to do anything no matter how injured he was.

After all, after Murong Qing left, he was the only one left on the huge Hanlin Peak.

And with his desolate temperament, it is absolutely impossible to ask for help.

Nan Heng sighed, it turned out that what seemed serious to him, was nothing more than a trivial matter in the eyes of his master.

This man can really ruin his body.

"Then we have to wait for the injury to heal before doing it," he said again, his voice softened a bit, "Let me help Master with the medicine first."

Xiao Tingxun didn't insist anymore, he put the unfinished kit aside and said: "It's for you."

Nan Heng paused again when he went to serve the medicine bowl, he remembered that when they went to the wish-fulfilling temple, Xiao Tingxun had promised to make it for him when he was free.

At that time, although he was delighted, he didn't take it too seriously. Unexpectedly, his master would always remember it.

Nan Heng pulled Xiao Tingxun's injured right hand, and carefully untied the blood-stained bandage, revealing the hideous wound on his wrist.

The wound ran across his wrist. Although the bleeding had stopped, the wound was still open, and the bloody tendons could even be seen inside.

Nan Heng's sword eyebrows were tightened again. According to Xiao Tingxun's previous performance, before the bandages were removed, he almost thought that the injury had healed by himself.

Does this person feel pain?

Xu Shi saw that his frown was too ugly, Xiao Tingxun explained aloud: "Actually, I have been injured many times, so I gradually got used to it."

It's a habit again, Nan Heng subconsciously doesn't like to hear him say these two words.

With a sullen face, he dipped in the ointment with his clean fingers, and applied it to Xiao Tingxun's wound little by little.

He opened the mouth and said: "Master, some habits are good, but some habits, you have to get rid of them slowly.