Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"If it weren't for the fact that this memory is unbearable for you to look back on, with his temperament, he would never be willing to erase himself from your heart. Yu Fuchen, wake up."

Yu Fuchen in the nightmare suddenly woke up. After recovering his consciousness, he found himself lying on a person, and the fragrance that only belonged to that person lingered in his nostrils, calming his restless emotions.

His face was icy cold, and he raised his hand to wipe it away, and it turned out to be tears.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

The person lying quietly under him didn't respond.

Yu Fuchen boldly bowed his head and leaned against the man's neck, feeling the beating of his blood, which is the fact that he still exists in the human world.

"I didn't understand until today, half life is difficult, half life is happy, no matter life or death, I will bear you... You are an isolated island, and I am a giant whale. From now on, you will stay on my body, and I will always stay in your heart, Master, Good..."

With the red thread wrapped around his little finger, Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan intertwined their fingers, feeling the reality of this moment.

Master, do you know how desperate it is when I want to hold you, but only touch a piece of nothingness...

In the silence, there is only a sigh.

After a long time, he plucked up the courage to raise his eyes. Feng Changhuan's sick face was still pale. He lowered his eyes and stared at the man's bloodless lips. Finally, he bowed his head and kissed the person he had loved for many years but hid his heart in the dark.

I remember that person once said that if you are lucky enough to live through the troubled times, it is worth knowing the difficulties for half the life, and I only wish to be happy with you for the rest of the life.

"Master... I owe you... Whether it is life or death, I will owe you..."

Hot tears hit Feng Changhuan's cheeks, his eyelashes fluttered, and he had a fleeting reaction.

Looking at the pair of idiots and resentful men, Xuannan sighed helplessly, and boldly spoke to break the lingering lingering moment: "He... seems to have smiled, maybe he woke up."

Yu Fuchen watched for a long time after hearing the words, but he didn't see the man move any more.

Xuannan patted his bald head in embarrassment: "Maybe... Maybe it's because you kissed too hard, it shouldn't, it's not that I misread."

"roll!!"

Just when Xuannan was unwilling to get out, Yu Fuchen changed his mind and asked, "Monk, why didn't you stop me?"

"You cry and laugh while lying on top of him, who dares?"

In astonishment, Xuannan still made a joke.

He stared intently at the overlapping figures on the couch, wondering whether he should say it or wait for the person to notice the strangeness.

At this moment, Yu Fuchen was naked with Feng Changhuan in his arms, he didn't notice the golden light radiating from his body, engraved into his body like a brand, like a spiritual flow all the way down, forming a complex and gorgeous pattern.

Emanating from the heart veins on his back, occupying every inch of his body, is this... Gu pattern?

No, Gu poison is a sorcerer's sorcery, it is impossible to have the purest and supreme hue, could it be...

"Fengzhinan, what did you do to your apprentice..."

Xuannan whispered to himself, looking at Yu Fuchen who was trying to calm down.

"Get up, there is something for you to do."

The moment the young man opened his eyes, Xuannan was convinced that he saw the golden light overflowing with spiritual power in his eyes, it was unbelievable, but he had to believe it.

Ordinary people's cultivation is against the sky, there is no one out of ten, and those who truly become immortals are even rarer.

Xiujie and Jiuchongtian are separated by mountains and seas. Ordinary people cannot see the face of an immortal, but it is mentioned in the scriptures that Dijun Tianyao was born with a pair of golden pupils, who can discern right from wrong, right from wrong, and distinguish the essence of all things. Could it be...

"No way……"

"What are you muttering about?"

Yu Fuchen came back to his senses, from the moment he left, whether it was tattoos or golden pupils, they all dissipated in an instant and returned to normal, as if the spectacle just now was just an illusion.

Xuannan secretly sighed: Terrible...

Both master and apprentice are terrifying.

"Thirty miles to the west from here, there are people inhabited. Go and buy some clothes and bedding, and bring some medicinal materials for nourishing qi and blood."

"Will the mortal things that mortals use to treat illnesses and injuries be much less effective?"

"Now that he has lost his spiritual power, what is the difference between him and ordinary people? Forcibly nourishing with spiritual medicine will easily cut off his meridians, so go!"

Xuannan was afraid that night would be full of dreams, so he picked up a piece of clothing and threw it in Yu Fuchen's arms, and drove him out of the house.

As for how the kid took off his clothes earlier...he didn't want to recall much.

It can only be said that if he didn't stop it in time, the bastard would have to take off his pants, who knows what he saw in his past memory!

Seven years old... He was only seven years old at that time, and he had unreasonable thoughts about Master when he was still a kid. What kind of disaster is this? !

Yu Fuchen was rarely at peace and was kicked out of the house by Xuannan, and it became a luxury to be close to that person for a moment.

Recalling the nightmare just now, remembering the past with that person, including the hostility towards him when we first met, the gratitude for saving his life with a drop of blood when he was dying, and the despair that no longer fluctuated in my heart when I parted.

It was he who taught his young self to speak and write, and it was he who hugged his bruised and bruised self from under the villain's stick, endured incomprehension and abuse, and sheltered himself from the wind and rain.

No wonder that man called him a wolf cub. At first he thought it was full of contempt, but in fact it was not. This is the most affectionate nickname that Master has for him, and it is an understatement to cover the scars that he left on his jade-like flawless body back then.

No wonder he didn't stretch out the back of his hand to himself, because he was afraid of being seen the tooth marks left at that time.

In fact, the master doesn't remember all of this, he just does it by instinct, and he is in his heart...

Yu Fuchen felt throbbing, he couldn't help stroking the violent fluctuations in his chest.

The master cares about him, but does this kind of affection stop between the master and the apprentice, or...

"No way, he's still crawling under my bed, is it normal for masters and apprentices to do this?"

But if there is such an unspeakable and unexplainable feeling, he dare not confirm it.

Even if that person still has love for him in his heart, so what?I have completely forgotten him and lived alone for more than ten years, what qualifications do I have to stand in front of him now?

He is not worthy of being an apprentice, and he is not worthy of being a lover.

...Wait, lover? !

"Ahh! What the hell am I thinking!!"

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was stunned by the young...young man who behaved strangely and was rubbing his hair and almost collapsed. He thought to himself that he hadn't seen a mad patient for a long time. What if he beat people and destroyed things?

"This, this guest officer..."

Yu Fuchen realized that in a trance, he had come to the western town like a walking corpse, and he had no time to care about other things all the way, so he stumbled and said, "Tonic, tonic... blood tonic, please trouble the shopkeeper."

See his unrepentant virtue, look at his red eyes from crying, and the upturned corners of his lips from time to time.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy who thought he had seen all kinds of things in the world showed a cunning expression of a profiteer, and smiled: "Understood, guest officer, you are a daughter-in-law who just gave birth to a baby, so you need to replenish your energy and blood quickly, you understand!"

"..."

Yu Fuchen couldn't figure out how his master didn't have the ability to be suspected...

But at the moment he was in a state of disarray, and when he thought of retorting, the shopkeeper had already grabbed half a catty of angelica donkey-hide gelatin, and an old mountain ginseng with thick and long roots, wrapped in three layers inside and outside.

"Don't worry, guest officer, our family's medicine is guaranteed to be top-grade, and even the imperial concubines in the palace like to use it!"

"In the palace? Here is..."

"Hey! Guest officer, are you kidding me? Tianyu is to the east, and Broshui is to the west. Isn't it the snow mist city of Kyoto where the royal family of Beichen is located!!"

Snow City? !

Yu Fuchen didn't dare to accept the medicine package handed by the shopkeeper, so he turned around and went out to look outside.

Soft red fragrant soil, near the water tower.

And the cries from time to time:

"Wowotou! One leaf has four, hehe!!"

"Spinach, cheap sale! Spinach!!! Spinach!!!"

The bustling scene is indeed the imperial capital of all realms...

In the past, he was only on Wuxiang's one-acre land, how could he know that the west of Tianyu Mountain was Xuemi?

He never thought that one day he would fall into the mortal world. Now that he wants to cultivate the world, there is nothing worth nostalgia for. If he is not for immortality or righteousness, what is the point of being obsessed with this?

A little lost, but much more relaxed.

Yu Fuchen sighed, feeling that it would be a good thing to just guard a corner of the world and wait for that person to wake up.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

Yu Fuchen took the package, his face darkened suddenly, he patted the Qiankun bag on his waist with his hand, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He... has no money.

"Guest officer, what's wrong?"

"Shopkeeper, are you short of manpower?"

With an angry shout, Yu Fuchen was pushed and thrown out the door, and when he turned around to catch up, the other party had already closed the door to thank the guests.

"I have no money to buy medicine! Go home and wait to die!!"

Yu Fuchen froze when he knocked on the door.

The word "dead" is too sharp, especially when one thinks of a person whose breath is weak and whose life is hanging by a thread.

People in the world are inherently selfish, and there is nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, it is not what a gentleman does to force others into difficulties.

That person taught him since he was a child not to behave like a villain, not to act like a sycophant, and he should still follow his teacher's teachings to this day.

In desperation, he had to find another way of making money.

Yu Fuchen looked around, Xuemi City was so prosperous that it was a grand scene in the world, there would be shops that urgently needed helpers, as long as they earned enough medicine money, they could go back home, it shouldn't take too long.

Just as he was thinking, he stopped in the middle of the street, and saw a soft red pavilion from a distance, remembering what happened to him in the Zuiyue Tower in Yangzhou City, he stepped back a few steps, and suddenly there was an extra person blocking the way.

"Presumptuous! How dare you block people in the street..."

"Don't talk too much, go down."

Not annoyed by being bumped by him, the visitor saw Yu Fuchen looking back and greeted him with a smile, and bowed to Yu Fuchen.

"Tao bone immortal style, elegant and dusty, it is really a hero born a boy, in the Xiaming palace business, lucky to meet the fairy elder."

Yu Fuchen was not good at dealing with such occasions, so he saluted respectfully, thinking in his heart: Famous palace merchant... what is this person's last name?

"Your Excellency is serious. I was rude first. Please forgive me."

He stepped back sideways, and glanced at the luxurious guard of honor behind Ming Gongshang... This person is by definition a carefree son of an official.

But the other party didn't intend to miss him, and said with a smile: "The head of the fairy has a sad face, but he is in trouble? If there is any difficulty, I will do my best to help."

"No need, I still have something to do, let's go ahead."

Not wanting to be entangled with others, Yu Fuchen said goodbye and wanted to leave, but Ming Gongshang was also a difficult master, he stepped in front of him to block his way, and raised his hand to point to the closed door of the pharmacy.

"I just heard some rumors that the elder is happy to have a precious son. My wife still needs medicinal materials to nourish her body. This matter cannot be delayed. If it is delayed for a few days, the root cause of the disease will not be successful. It is only a mere talent, and the money for the medicine can still be paid for. Going to the Immortal Head is urgent, and it can be regarded as doing a good deed to accumulate virtue, I don’t know if the Immortal Head... Will you give me this opportunity?"

The author has something to say: Wowotou, spinach and roasted yam may be the three treasures of the world...

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