Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

The Prince's Mansion was already in chaos, and the timing of rescue was delayed due to the untimely treatment of seriously injured refugees, and several people died.

When Yu Fuchen rushed back, he encountered the scene of Feng Changhuan weeping sadly while holding the dead baby, and the mother who lost his flesh and blood was crying hysterically in front of him, as if she was going to swallow him alive.

"Murderer! You murderer!! It was you who killed my son, give me back, give me back..."

The woman with disheveled hair threw herself in front of Feng Changhuan, her long and sharp nails drew bloodstains on his legs, Yu Fuchen immediately stopped the crazy woman between the two of them, and repeatedly comforted her.

"Ma'am, calm down! It wasn't him who killed your child, but the Nine Heavens who did evil and oppressed all beings!"

"I don't care! If he surrendered obediently that day, how could my son... It's all his fault, it's all his fault!!!"

Reasonable but unclear, Yu Fuchen didn't want to waste any more words, if she refused to calm down, no matter how much comfort she had, it would be useless, so she simply put a sleeping spell on her forehead, and handed her over to the attendants of the Prince's Mansion.

Look at the man again, holding the dead baby in his arms, his arms are shaking.

He was clearly unable to pick up the child, but he didn't let go, the expression covered by the forehead hair was not real, but the tears that slid down his chin were particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, he was in the same state of mind as when he carried away the stillborn child from Tianyu Mountain back then.

"Master..."

Feng Changhuan turned his head away, gritted his teeth and refused to let him see the sadness in his eyes, and after a long time, he spoke with a trembling voice.

"She's right, this child was killed by me..."

"It's not your fault. Master is kind-hearted, so you don't have to bear this injustice. I'll bury him later, okay?"

Fearing that he would feel sad when he saw the baby, Yu Fuchen took the dead baby from his arms, wrapped him tightly in a thin quilt and pushed him back to Fengyue Bieyuan, Xuan Nan sighed.

"The mother was frightened and couldn't produce breast milk. The monk also tried to feed some rice soup, but unfortunately it didn't help, and the child still starved to death. Alas, sin, sin..."

"Xuannan, I want to leave for a while, and I will leave Weizhi and these refugees to you."

"Oh? You didn't entrust Feng Zhinan to the little monk, did you plan to take him with you?"

"Yes, I'm going to Jiuyou Flower Sea, do you know where Fengdu is?"

Xuannan looked Yu Fuchen back and forth, touched his head with his hand, and then touched his own.

"You don't even have a fever. How can you say such nonsense? You're dying? Fengdu's dead city can only be entered if the soul is out of the body. Are you afraid that you will never return?"

"You don't have to worry about this, but I can't let go of my slight injury. Please take care of him when I'm not around."

Yu Fuchen leaned over to pick up the meat that was running around on the ground, and poked his little head, which elicited a moan of dissatisfaction, and his finger was bitten back.

"Hiss... you little heartless, don't know how to be polite to your father!"

"Gurgling!"

Xuannan glanced at him and rolled his eyes, he was at a loss when he saw Yu Fuchen stuffing the flesh into his arms again.

"Weizhi's wound needs to be fused with the essence and blood of the pure yang spirit fetus into Qinglu and applied externally for three days to remove the remaining poison. There is no way to save people. After all, he still needs my master and I to feed him with blood to grow up. You have to take him with you."

The implication is that Xuannan is the only one who can do evil things that hurt people.

"Tsk, what a crime... Who did this little monk offend?"

The monk reluctantly left, Yu Fuchen smiled apologetically at his back, and went back to his room to meet Feng Changhuan.

The man was applying ointment to his legs, when he saw him enter the door, he immediately lifted the hem of his clothes to cover his heartache, pretending to be calm.

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, Yu Fuchen smiled, wiped away the tears for him, took the medicine bottle in his hand, knelt down on one knee and blew on the bloodstains that had just been caught for him.

"Don't worry, I haven't recovered yet, and I don't feel any pain."

"Master, it's not convincing at all for you to hold your breath to say this. As a punishment, you have to accompany me to a place."

"You mean..."

"There's no need to ask about the location. Anyway, you won't let me go if you tell me. It's better to keep it from you."

"You brat... you really have more and more eyes."

Yu Fuchen moved closer, pressed against Feng Changhuan's nose, and blinked a little itchy, making him laugh.

He rubbed Feng Changhuan's slightly cool fingertips, he lost the stubbornness and alienation he had before, and he really regained some of Chang Tianjun's previous appearance.

"Changhuan, trust me, I won't hurt you."

Suddenly calling his name directly, Feng Changhuan was still not used to it, and even his reddish eyes widened a little in astonishment.

"But you...will kill yourself for me."

"How come, I still want to save my life to be with you forever, and the King of Hades personally refuses to invite you."

Knowing the scruples in that person's heart, he comforted him softly, "Maybe it's a little risky to do this, but for me, everything is worth it, so Changhuan, trust me."

Feng Changhuan lowered his eyes, hiding his uneasiness in the shadows under his eyes, pondered for a long time, and then nodded.

"Okay, blue sky and yellow spring, mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire, I will accompany you through this encounter, and I hope the ending will live up to expectations."

Yu Fuchen kissed the corner of his lips with a smile, and put his arms around his thin body. Until this moment, he really felt that he had him.

"Do you know why I always dare not kiss you?"

"I used to treat you harshly and alienated, which made you afraid of me as a master."

"Perhaps. In my heart, you are innocent and holy, so you must always be pious. How dare I pollute your moonlight and wind?"

Feng Changhuan raised his eyes, hugged the person who was looking up at him, rubbed his long soft hair, and smiled at him for being confused.

"Actually, I'm not as clean as you think. My mind has long been polluted by this world, and my hands are covered with blood. Only you are willing to regard me as a god and push me to the altar. How can I deserve it..."

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped speaking.

Yu Fuchen caressed the person who was quietly sleeping in his arms, his eyes were full of love.

"Young master should only see paintings, and I only know about them. When you write to the end of the world, you must not be a person in the dust. If you are an ordinary person, even if I am the head of a fairy, I am willing to fall into the dust net for you. Your life , in the next life, in the next life, I can’t escape.”

It happened that XuanNan was passing by the door with Rouhuhu in his arms, when he heard his words, he couldn't help feeling sour, leaning against the door and talking sarcasticly.

"Why put a sleeping curse on him, wouldn't it be good to let him listen to your sweet talk?"

"Even if he doesn't say it, I know that it would be painful for him to move half a minute with his meridians cut off. I have to take him to Fengdu on a long journey. How can I bear him to suffer all the way?"

"It seems to be the same reason. When will we leave?"

"Let's go now, how is Wei Zhi's situation?"

"There is no magic medicine that will work immediately in this world. I can only try my best. If the situation is still not optimistic, I will try my best to send a message to you. In other words, do you want to take your good son with you on the road?"

The meat he was holding had just been stabbed, and now he was being wronged, when he saw Yu Fuchen, he seemed to see his own father, and he bumped into his arms and acted coquettishly, neither talking back nor making trouble, As if afraid of being left behind.

"Naturally, he must be taken away, otherwise he may never grow up in his lifetime."

Yu Fuchen put down his fleshy body, stood up against the wind, and pointed at the thick clothes with his chin raised.

Xuannan could only be an old lady who waited on others, reluctantly wrapped up tightly by Feng Changhuan.

Seeing that he freed one hand to hug the dead baby who had just been wrapped, Xuannan asked again: "Aren't you going to see Ming Weizhi again?"

"With you and Bu Yinlou taking care of him, I am very relieved. I am afraid that if I look at him one more time, I will not be able to resist staying."

"It's true, so it's better to leave instead of seeing it off. By the way, this is my little monk's kindness. I don't know if I can help. Recently, my right eyelid has been twitching a lot. If you have anything to do, please reply diligently. Don't worry everyone."

While talking about the frontier fortress, Xuan Nan held a note in Yu Fuchen's palm, and pushed him out to bid farewell to Ming Gong Shang and others. After explaining that the Chang Ming family would take charge of the overall situation, Yu Fuchen dragged his family and took his mouth away from Xuewu City. .

A pair of people were in front, followed by bouncing around.

Yu Fuchen thought to himself that after raising this little boy for so long, he still hasn't grown into a human form. Could it be that he really has to wait seven to seven days before he can look like an ordinary baby?

Father and son Lianxin really didn't just say these words, just thinking this way, the fleshy bumped into his lower back like revenge, causing Yu Fuchen to stagger a few steps and almost fell down.

"You brat, do you know what it means to honor your parents?"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"Still swearing, I will beat you up when I have time!!"

Concerned about Feng Changhuan who was still sleeping behind his back, even though he knew that the man would not wake up under the influence of the spell, Yu Fuchen still involuntarily lowered his voice, Yujian avoided the glaring Gu monster, and the meaning of the whole journey was unclear Talking aloud, it was only after leaving the Snow Misty City that there was a moment of peace.

He found a quiet place, placed the sleeping man, dug up the solid soil with his bare hands, buried the dead baby in it, and took out the note left by Xuannan after he saved the undead.

The monk's handwriting was crooked, and it took Yu Fuchen a long time to see the characters clearly.

"Under the underworld, in the fog of the fifth day, you can see Fengdu... What kind of nonsense is the dog bald donkey saying, can't you understand it at all?"

There was nothing to do, so I had to go west by intuition.

The weather was unfavorable, and ghosts were crying everywhere.

Luckily, he could see ghosts in twos and threes drifting in the same direction. After several days of driving, Yu Fuchen finally found the location of Fengdu.

From a distance, this ghost city is shrouded in mist, and it is difficult to see the whole picture. When you get closer, you can see bones everywhere in the city.

From time to time, will-o'-the-wisps light up, illuminating the wild ghosts who gather in groups to play cards and watch operas.

Even Yu Fuchen, who is pure yang, did not dare to step into the dead city easily. Fortunately, there is a dilapidated tea stall outside the city gate. The owner is a stooped old man with white hair and chicken skin. He looks a little scary , but at least it can be seen that it is a living person.

Yu Fuchen plucked up the courage to move forward, and was about to open his mouth to greet him, when he suddenly saw another person sitting at the table besides the old man who was watching the stall.

He was dressed in a green shirt, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and blue, like a corpse that had just been buried in the ground.

Yu Fuchen was so frightened that he was about to run away, when he suddenly felt that the person's face and figure were somewhat familiar, and upon closer inspection, he turned pale with shock.

"Xiao...Xiao Chen?!!"

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