Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

The top of Luoyun Mountain in Cangnan.

A wooden ladder was built in front of the small thatched hut, and Nan Heng climbed on the wooden ladder, laying hay on the roof by handfuls.

Yin Jiu's dilapidated house has been in disrepair for a long time, and the hay that was laid on the roof earlier is already very thin due to the wind and sun.

As the weather was getting colder, Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun searched around for some weeds to take care of and dry them in the sun. They picked a good weather and repaired the roof.

Nan Heng evenly spread the hay at hand, and then stretched out his hand to Xiao Tingxun who was standing next to the wooden ladder below.

"Master, give me some more hay, the eaves are still a bit thin."

Xiao Tingxun was wearing a neat narrow-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up, bent down to pick up a handful of hay, and handed it to him.

"There's not much hay left, how much more?" he said.

Nan Heng finished laying the hay he handed over, and reached out to him again: "Just another handful."

Xiao Tingxun picked up another handful and handed it to him: "It's almost fine, it's getting dark."

"Okay." Nan Heng responded, spreading the hay neatly on the edge of the roof, and then retreated from the wooden ladder step by step.

Xiao Tingxun was standing beside the wooden ladder, looking up at him.

When Nan Heng glanced sideways, he caught a glimpse of his thin eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, his foot slipped and his body fell sharply to the ground.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Master, step back quickly, I'm going to hit you!"

Xiao Tingxun's thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, but he didn't move half a step away.

Seeing Nan Heng fall from the wooden ladder, he frowned slightly and opened his arms.

"Well……"

Nan Heng snorted softly, and he caught him straight.

The wooden ladder wasn't too high, and Xiao Tingxun was already prepared when he stretched out his hand, but he still staggered a little before holding Nan Heng in his arms, before he stood still.

Nan Heng succeeded, and put his arms around his neck, his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Master is still so agile."

Since they defeated Zhou Qian in Aoshan, Xiao Tingxun's spirit core and spirit veins were seriously damaged and had not been able to fully recover.

Yin Jiu gave him a prescription for recuperation, among which was a kind of spiritual grass that only grew on Luoyun Mountain.

Nan Heng took him back to live here again.

"It's just that my spirit veins are damaged, not disabled." Xiao Tingxun put him down with a cold face, "You're heavy again, so you can skip dinner."

After brushing off his sleeves, he turned and entered the room, ignoring Nan Heng.

The young man standing in the small courtyard drooped his brows and eyes, like a big dog abandoned by its owner.

Seeing Xiao Tingxun's figure disappearing through the door, he quickly chased after him: "Master, I'm still growing! Is it normal to be heavier?"

"..."

"Hay has been laid for most of the day, can Master have the heart to watch me go hungry?"

"..."

"I made sausage rolls and crab roe buns at night. They are delicious! Master just has the heart to eat them all by himself, and let me watch?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the hut, and Xiao Tingxun's cold voice came: "Forget it, eating alone is boring, you should come and accompany me."

"Okay!" Nan Heng immediately jumped up, and turned to go to the small kitchen next to the hut to serve the crab roe buns and rice rolls that he had warmed in the steamer.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, there was a tangy smell of heat and aroma.

Nan Heng picked out the crab roe buns and rice rolls from the pot, stacked them on a plate, and ate into the hut with the two steaming plates.

As the sky was getting dark, Xiao Tingxun had already cleared the small wooden table for the two to eat.

The candlestick on the table had already been lit, and the candle flame danced, emitting a soft and dim halo.

Nan Heng put two plates of food on the table, turned around and went out again: "I also made ginseng black chicken soup, it will be ready soon."

After a while, a small casserole filled with fresh fragrance was placed on the table.

Nan Heng lifted the lid of the pot, took out two bowls, and pushed one of the bowls in front of Xiao Tingxun.

"Master, have a taste?"

Xiao Tingxun picked up the porcelain spoon on the chopstick holder, took a spoonful, and put it into his mouth.

Nan Heng bit his chopsticks in his mouth and squinted slightly to see his expression.

Xiao Tingxun gracefully drank a lot before stopping, and met Nan Heng's gaze when he looked up, his cheeks became hot, and he looked away.

He coughed lightly, but still said, "It tastes good."

"Then eat more." Nan Heng hooked the corners of his mouth, and put rice rolls and crab roe buns in the empty bowl in front of Xiao Tingxun.

Xiao Tingxun nodded, picked up a small crab roe bun and took a bite. The skin of the bun, which was so thin that it was almost transparent, broke instantly, and a burst of delicious soup poured into his mouth, followed by fresh, tender and salty fillings.

His narrow and cold phoenix eyes were half-closed, carefully savoring the taste of crab roe buns. Nan Heng was sitting opposite him, resting his chin on his hands, staring at him seriously, as if savoring his taste.

"What are you looking at? Eat." Xiao Tingxun rolled his eyelids and glanced at Nan Heng.

"Oh." Nan Heng quickly closed his eyes, and obediently picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice rolls on the plate, but his mind was still not on eating.

The candlelight was flickering, and the two of them took their time to clean up the dishes and the chicken soup in the pot.

Nan Heng put away the table, and Xiao Tingxun had already made the only small wooden bed in the hut.

He stood a few steps away from Xiao Tingxun, looking at the slender figure with his back facing him making the bed, his memory blurred back to the time when they first came here.

It was here that they communicated with each other at the beginning, and it was here that they quarreled and fought coldly. After going around, they finally came back here.

Xiao Tingxun smoothed the last crease on the thin quilt, and turned around to see Nan Heng standing behind him.

"It's getting late, I, we..."

He wanted to say, we should go to bed.

But when such words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Before the war, they were still arguing, but after the war, they reconciled naturally.

But I always feel that there seems to be something missing.

"Then go to bed early." Nan Heng smiled, not caring what he had to say.

Walking to the bed naturally, Nan Heng pulled Xiao Tingxun to sit down on the bed together, and helped him take off his outer robe.

The clothes on his body were decreasing one by one, and when Xiao Tingxun realized it, there was only a thin undershirt left on his body.

Nan Heng raised his hand to extinguish the candlestick, pulled him to lie down together, and the two of them covered a quilt.

It's still a bit chilly in the late autumn night, but hugging each other like this, the whole body is comfortable and warm.

"Master, I told you about my life experience before, I don't know if you still remember it."

In the darkness, Nan Heng said slowly: "I am not from this world, but I am here to do a mission."

"Now that my task is done, I should have gone back. But I didn't want to leave, so I decided to stay."

After he finished speaking, he took a light breath, and waited for Xiao Tingxun's reaction with concern.

But after a while, he was only in the darkness, and he heard a faint "hmm", and he immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Then... Master won't drive me away again?" He asked cautiously, "This time, I really have nowhere to go."

A fiery breath came from the ear, with a numb itching.

Xiao Tingxun said: "No."

The corner of Nan Heng's mouth curled up unscrupulously: "Then Master, the person you like is also me, right? It's always been me?"

Since that time when he exchanged all his cool points for the right to stay here, the system has disappeared since then and has never appeared again. He really has no way out now.

"It's you." Xiao Tingxun answered quickly without hesitation.

As soon as the body was cold, it turned out that the thin quilt was lifted away, but soon a warm body was attached to it, and dense kisses fell on the neck and chest.

"What are you doing?" He frowned, and reached out to push Nan Heng's hairy head.

Nan Heng is now used to his mouth not being right. After being pushed a few times, he didn't move away, and pressed up to kiss his lips with a smile.

"Master, does he really not know, or is he just pretending not to know? What else can you do at this time? It's not just chatting under the quilt."

I don't know where it came across, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became steamy, filled with shy people's charm.

The moon is shining outside the house, and the cool night wind blows through the swaying trees, the hut in Luoyun Mountain, the Changqing School on Liuyun Peak, the valley of Soul Sacrifice Gate, and the ancient village that is still in the process of rectification. Chen Pavilion, blowing through... the whole world, washing away all the filth and chaos.

After the battle at Aoshan that day, the spirit guard array absorbed enough spiritual power from Xiao Tingxun, and put it all on the broken spirit guard stone. Also repaired as before.

Zhou Qian died, and the spirit guard stone he had been obsessed with for two lifetimes was finally restored.

This spiritual stone, which was left behind in the world and was once guarded by Vatican from the hands of the celestial beings, was re-placed on the Mengyun Terrace on the top of Mount Ao.

The world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons restored their relationship, abolished the Zongzhang Pavilion established by Zhou Qian, and re-established the law of peaceful coexistence between the human world, the demon world, and the demon world.

The five great immortal sects in the world of cultivating immortals were reshuffled, the Guchen Pavilion was suppressed, and the Changqing School jumped to the top again.However, the title of Great Immortal Venerable was revoked after everyone discussed it.

Since then, the heads of the five immortal sects have jointly discussed and decided on major issues, decentralizing checks and balances.

On the Xiumu Peak of the Changqing School, Yin Jiu sat with his face propped up at the door of his small medicine hut.

Qi Jin held the jug and filled him up: "Master, how long will it take for Elder Yuqing and Junior Brother Nan to come back?"

Now that his spiritual core has been abolished, he has no spiritual power at all, and he can't practice swordsmanship anymore, so he can only learn some things about practicing medicine and herbal medicine from Yin Jiu.

However, it is not impossible to repair, but it will take a long, long period of time, several years or ten years.

But now he doesn't care anymore, he has left the Qi family, and now he just wants to stay in the Changqing sect wholeheartedly, learn medical skills from the master, learn these things that he doesn't care about at all, and travel down the mountain to save people in the future.

Yin Jiu raised his head and drank the wine, smacking his lips: "This will have to wait for Yuqing's spiritual core and veins to be repaired, there is no rush."

"Ah..." Qi Jin's face was filled with disappointment, "I am in the Changqing sect, and there are only a few senior brothers who have made good friends, and now Junior Brother Nan is not here..."

"Then you still have me! Why did you forget your senior brother Bo in a blink of an eye?"

Suddenly, a bright youthful voice came to my ears.

Qi Jin and Yin Jiu looked up and saw the great elder Bai Chengyan coming with Bo Yan, and behind them was Shang Min who pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Yo, what are you all crowding into my place?" Yin Jiu rolled his eyelids lazily, "Sit whatever you want, but let me tell you first, I don't have enough wine for so many people to drink."

"Hey, how can I come to drink with you, junior brother!" Bai Chengyan stretched out his hand, and put the several large jars of wine on the small table in front of him.

"Excellent Zhuyeqing, enough!"

Several people looked at each other, and then they all looked up and smiled.

Xiu Mufeng, who seemed indifferent before, suddenly became lively.

When Shang Min came, he heard Yin Jiu and Qi Jin chatting, drank a few glasses of wine, and said: "In a few more days, it will be the Chinese New Year. Let Yuqing and the others come back by then."

"Okay." Yin Jiu nodded, "It's been a long time since we had a fun year together."

The air was filled with the mellow and clear aroma of wine, and several people sat around, drinking and chatting.

All the joys and sorrows I have experienced these days are all told, melted into the wine, and become an insignificant little story in everyone's life experience.

When the faint morning light poured down, this peaceful and peaceful world finally ushered in a vibrant day.

This is also Nan Heng's new day in this world.

(Finish)