Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

It was clearly his own voice!

Yun Shuhua stood up abruptly, walked towards the source of the sound, looked around the hall, and finally fell on the closed huanghuali wooden door on the right.

There was a small warm pavilion there, and he remembered it very clearly. On weekdays, after finishing his official duties, Fu Yi would always call his subordinates to discuss important matters in the warm pavilion, and he never let anyone approach him.

There was only one time when Yun Shuhua was forced to be trapped in Heji Hall on a rainy afternoon, so he had to go to the side hall arranged by Fu Yu to take a rest. When he woke up and sat up, the sky outside the hall It has been poured into a thick ink color by the thunderstorm, and the candlelight in the hall is dimmed, making it difficult to see things.

Yun Shuhua, wearing a loose coat, pushed open the small door of the side hall, and was surrounded by several attendants and walked out of the hall.

Halfway through the walk, he remembered that he hadn't greeted Fu Yu yet, if he left without saying hello, he would definitely be caught by Fu Liu later.

Although he has never seen Fu Liao lose his temper, this person always gives him a feeling of smiling face. If he doesn't act according to his will, I'm afraid life will not be easy.

Yun Shuhua suppressed the natural fear of Fu Yu in his heart, waved his hands and said in a loud voice: "I haven't greeted my uncle yet, it's unreasonable to say goodbye without saying goodbye, you go wait for me outside the hall first, I'll be there later. "

After finishing speaking, he walked back in again, leaving only a group of servants kneeling outside the hall to answer.

Yun Shuhua went all the way from the back hall to the front hall, but Fu Yi was nowhere to be seen, so he sent someone to ask for directions.

When the attendant saw that it was Yun Shuhua who came, he bowed down respectfully. He saluted and said, "Mr. Shuhua, the Lord is discussing business affairs in the Nuan Pavilion. If you want to see the Lord, you might as well wait in front of the hall for a while."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just greet you outside the Nuan Pavilion far away, you go first."

Yun Shuhua picked up his clothes and hurried to the entrance of the Nuan Pavilion, looked at the closed carved wooden door with doubts, then pushed his hands in front of him, and made a non-standard salute: "Uncle, the junior Shuhua is here Greetings to you."

There was a thunderstorm and thunderstorm outside the hall, but inside the Nuan Pavilion, it was very quiet and dark.

Yun Shuhua was surprised, and raised another tone: "...Uncle?"

Could it be that Fu Yi was not in the warm pavilion, but went elsewhere early?

Forget it, you and so many attendants of the Heji Palace said to greet you, if Fu Lie asks about it in the future, he will say that today is really unlucky, but this An he really asked, and you can't blame him then him.

Yun Shuhua silently praised this idea, and then respectfully said to the air: "Shuhua pays respects to Uncle, don't disturb Uncle's business, Shuhua will leave now, and will come tomorrow to thank you."

Uncles and nephews were originally blood-related relatives, but now they are in a relationship between superiors and subordinates who are walking on thin ice, which is ridiculous to say the least.

But Yun Shuhua really couldn't overcome the fear in his heart to get close to Fu Yu.

After Ann finished inviting, it was time to go back to his courtyard. He stood up and flicked his sleeves, dragging the hem of his clothes on the floor and heading back home.

Fang walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a whimper coming from the warm pavilion, and the whimper didn't seem to be caused by something stuffed in his mouth, but rather like the speaker was gnashing his teeth and trying to endure something.

"Shu, shuhua, shuhua..."

At first hearing such a mournful call, Yun Shuhua thought his ears were hallucinating, so he froze in place, listening.

The call seemed to be desperately asking for help, and he yelled again weakly.

"Shuhua, Shuhua."

Sure enough, someone was calling him.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Yun Shuhua's back. He clenched his palms tightly and knocked on the door of the Nuan Pavilion.

Isn't this a place where Fu Yi discusses important matters? Why would someone ask for help inside?

He opened his mouth, turned around and called out: "Is there anyone in the hall? Here—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent again.

This is Fu Lie's territory, so he can do whatever he wants, punish whoever he wants, if he calls people into the warm pavilion to save them, wouldn't he be slapping Fu Lie in the face?Even if you gave him a hundred courage, he would not dare to do this.

Yun Shuhua stood on the spot and made some mental preparations, then carefully pushed open the door of the Nuan Pavilion, walked in, and quickly closed the door.

In the small room, there is a clean and tidy bed, a tea table, a desk, and several bookcases.

No one was in the warm pavilion, only wisps of mist from the censer eroded Yun Shuhua's mind, and he didn't know what refreshing flowers and spices were added to it. Yun Shuhua only breathed for a few moments, and his spiritual consciousness became clear The whole person is a little more energetic.

He tapped on his temple, turned around the room a few times, and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone there?"

Couldn't it be haunted just now?

Yun Shuhua frowned and searched everywhere, but he couldn't find another living person besides him, so he thought to himself: I'm afraid it wasn't because I chatted with the customer service more often in my mind recently, I could already produce A voice outside of consciousness spoke to him.

At this moment, the slight and fragile voice sounded again with a crying voice.

"Shuhua, Shuhua, did you hear that..."

Cold sweat dripped from Yun Shuhua's forehead in an instant. He seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and he took a few steps forward, staring at the wall with calligraphy and paintings behind him with wide eyes.

The voice came from behind the wall.

There was someone among them!

Yun Shuhua was terrified, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and touched the mechanism, but found nothing.

At about the end of a cup of tea, he finally hit a switch on one of the stone tiles covered by the carpet.The next moment, I saw the wall hangings moving slowly to both sides, one of the walls with the same height and width as the bookcase retreated, and a wooden ladder leading to the ground appeared in front of me.

The materials of wood and stone are different, and because of this, wood is easier to taste, but stone is not easy to be infected with other flavors.Yun Shuhua walked in bravely, his boots stepped on the wooden boards, and a very strong smell of blood was hidden in the wooden stairs, blowing towards his face.

This underground secret room is small and narrow, cramped and oppressive, bloodstains spread everywhere, and the walls are empty.

As we walked in, we could vaguely see a bloody figure curled up on the unlit floor.

Seeing Yun Shuhua, the man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, then crawled back a certain distance, and whimpered softly, "I'm sorry."

Seeing the scene in front of him and the bloody man, dense sense of fear and oppression invaded Yun Shuhua's mind. For a moment, he thought that he had lost the ability to communicate, and he just stared blankly at the man on the ground, feeling extremely anxious. Shock.

"Shu Wan, you, why did you say sorry to me?"

Yun Shuhua hurried up to meet him, but saw the bloody man backing away in horror, and said weakly: "Shuhua, did I scare you, you, you go out first, okay?"

"why?"

Yun Shuhua's legs softened, and he knelt down in front of him with a plop, his fingertips trembling, trying to touch him but unable to, wanting to ask but didn't know what to ask.

Ever since he came to this world, Yun Shuhua has not been reshaping his beliefs for a day. He tried his best to satisfy his relatives and friends in his original body, tried his best to have hope for life in this world, and made plans for the future... He has been working hard effort.

Until now, after working hard for a long time, the building in his heart collapsed. He was like a green plant lost in the depths of the desert. He felt that his only nutrients were being slowly sucked away by something. Those things were too illusory for him. , He desperately wanted to grasp those passing things, and wanted to see clearly what he had lost.

But no, he couldn't see clearly, couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to figure it out.

"Why?" He asked again in a trembling voice, "Fu Lu did it, right?"

"..." Jiang Shuwan's clothes were broken, and he fell into a pool of blood. His hands and feet were broken into strange positions. Several criss-crossing scars spread all over his back, and every part of his skin exposed to the air was dripping with blood. Even the sound of breathing was trembling.

He slowly closed his eyes, a few lines of tears mixed with the blood on his face, and dripped on the corner of Yun Shuhua's beautiful and complicated clothes.

This was the first time Yun Shuhua saw the proud Jiang Shuwan shed tears.

Although the two of them seldom meet each other on weekdays, he knows in his heart that the original body is Jiang Shuwan's only sincere friend in Yuxiao Palace, so it's no wonder that he doesn't mind appearing in front of him with this attitude.

"Don't you outsiders praise your blood relatives who have an extraordinary tacit understanding! Why did he attack you so cruelly, why, why?" Yun Shuhua asked repeatedly, his eyes were absent-minded, and his face was puzzled.

"What relative, Fu Wei is a heartless and ruthless person... If he wants to kill me, there are a thousand ways..."

Jiang Shuwan calmly explained: "I don't even need a reason. If I can't fulfill his order, I will accept the punishment I deserve."

"But, that's not right." Yun Shuhua shook his head blankly. "What the hell is this supposed to be?"

Jiang Shuwan couldn't answer this question.

Yun Shuhua knelt down in front of his friend whose fate was hanging by a thread, hammered down his wrists hard, his wrists trembled, and drops of clear tears fell on the blue clothes, which became wet and dark.

Jiang Shuwan listened to his suppressed sobs, took a few breaths, and apologized for some reason: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I scared you."

"You don't need to apologize to me." Yun Shuhua's vision was blurred into a cloud of rain and fog. He raised his head and blinked, then looked at his friend and said, "What did you plan? Today he locked you in the secret room of the Nuan Pavilion You have beaten him so far, if you don't let him go his way in the future, are you going to repeat the same mistakes again and again?"

"I..." Jiang Shuwan smiled, the corners of his usually pretty lips were stained with blood, and the teeth were stained with blood, showing a dark white, "I don't know, I don't know how to answer this question for you .”

He tremblingly stretched out his bloody hand, trying to touch and touch Yun Shuhua's swollen wrist in the void, to comfort him, but he stretched his hand halfway, as if he was afraid of touching Yun Shuhua's swollen wrist. Shuhua's clothes were put down again.

"As long as I am the heir of Yuxiao Palace, I will stay here and guard here until I grow old and die."

"Why," Yun Shuhua stepped forward and grabbed his hand, looking at him puzzled, "Why don't we give up? Immortal cultivators don't live short lives, so why do you stick to Fu Yu's Yuxiao Palace loyally? Don't let go."

"Yes, cultivators will not live short lives," Jiang Shu Wan's eyes seemed sad, "But the master of Yuxiao Palace will live short lives. Fu Yi will die in the future, and I will definitely replace him."

"But Yuxiao Palace is not your home, you are!"

Yun Shuhua wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, fixed his eyes and said: "Listen to me this time, I will take you away."

"Ahem..." Jiang Shuwan's eyes flickered, "You want to take me away? Fu Wei won't allow it."

"No, no matter where we go, whether we go to the Eastern Region or the Western Region, we have to leave this place and never come back." Yun Shuhua's eyes were red, and he stretched out his blood-stained right hand to swear, "I will definitely take you Fleeing from Yuxiao Palace, I would be willing to be a traitor in the devil world fleeing to the end of the world in this life."

Jiang Shuwan withdrew his distorted wrist, closed his eyes, and responded with sobs. His lips parted and he added softly in a tone that his friend couldn't hear: "I'm sorry..."

From that day on, Yun Shuhua began to think about fleeing from the Southern Region, but if this plan was to deceive Fu Yu, it would be like going to heaven.In order to gain freedom, he and Jiang Shuwan planned day and night, tried repeatedly, and finally escaped one night.

The candle flames burst and flickered, making noises in the silent room, Yun Shuhua's slack eyes gathered, and his consciousness returned.

Now we are at the same place again, and the Nuan Pavilion of Heji Hall is right in front of us.

That voice also appeared in the Nuan Pavilion, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would be Jiang Shuwan lying there.

Yun Shuhua took a few deep breaths, and without hesitation, stepped forward to kick open the heavy wooden door and broke in.

It's strange to say that he obviously doesn't have much energy in his body, and his magic power has not yet been cultivated, but at this moment, it seems to be filled with a thousand tons of power, and it bursts out.

He ran into the same secret passageway as he remembered, and with every step he took, the fear in his heart would magnify. Now he has nothing extravagant to ask for. same as in.

However, the reality was not as he imagined. This time, the smell of blood was more intense and viscous, and drops of blood fell into the water, making a clear sound.

Yun Shuhua suppressed the panic in his heart and looked around carefully.

It is roughly similar to the Heji Hall on the back mountain of Yuxiao Palace, but there are slight differences.

For example, there are countless instruments of torture that have never been seen before hanging on the wall, such as the long barbed whip on the ground, such as... Jiang Shuwan who was seriously injured and fell asleep.

Yun Shuhua's pupils narrowed slightly, and he walked quickly in front of Jiang Shuwan, seeing his pale face, secretly hated himself for not arriving earlier.

If this place wasn't Yuxiao Palace, it shouldn't be Fu Yu's hand, but along the way, there are no other living people except himself and Jiang Shuwan, so who can kill Jiang Shuwan?

Moreover, Jiang Shuwan's mana is more than enough to deal with others. If he wants to defeat him, he needs to be a powerful magician or Taoist.

One question after another popped out of Yun Shuhua's mind, entangled him, and he couldn't figure it out.

He shook his head, trying to get himself back to his senses quickly, and injected the remaining mana into Jiang Shuwan's body to help him heal his wounds. The injury this time was not deep, and when the mana was exhausted, some of the wounds had healed, like a new life .

"Shuwan, what do you think?"

Yun Shuhua carefully observed his friend's expression, but when he saw Jiang Shuwan's eyes closed tightly and his brows curled up, as if falling into a nightmare, the worry in his heart increased to a higher level.

The most urgent thing is to settle people down.

Thinking of this, he forced his friend to sit up from the ground, and then supported him little by little until the weight of his entire body was on him.

In terms of age, Jiang Shuwan is slightly older than Yun Shuhua, so his stature is also slightly taller, and he has practiced magic exercises all year round, so he is physically strong, and it is a bit difficult for Yun Shuhua to support him to the end.

One palace, one hall, one house and one courtyard here are all the same as the back mountain of Yuxiao Palace. After thinking about it, Yun Shuhua still carried his friend back to his own room.

The door of the room was pushed open vigorously, and the room seemed to be cleaned by someone every day. There was no dust and smoke, and everything was as clean as new.

Yun Shuhua supported Jiang Shuwan to lie down on the bed, with a worried face.

There are only two of them on this mountain now, and there is still about ten years before the opening of the ancient town, how can they survive these days?

The Gu worm that Ling Shaoyi gave him was broken into powder after only one use, and it fell outside the barrier and could not be retrieved. From the current point of view, he had to wait until the beginning of next month to take Shu Wan out of the ancient town.

In less than ten days, it would be great if Shu Wan's body can be recuperated.

Yun Shuhua raised his right hand involuntarily, and meditated the formula in his heart. There was nothing in the palm, and the light could not flow.

The master once said that full of profit and loss has its own reincarnation, there are thousands of laws in the world, new births come from death, Yang Tai conceives from emptiness and yin, if the mana is exhausted for a while, there will be a steady stream of spiritual energy re-gathered in the dantian, these few days If you practice diligently every day, it should not be difficult to return to the previous level.

At that time, he will be able to better help Shuwan heal his wounds.

Yun Shuhua stood up slowly, and said to Jiang Shuwan who had passed out, "I'll find a way to make you something to eat. If you wake up, you must lie down on the bed and wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and went out, and went to the back mountain to find some edible wild fruits and game.

Patients should pay attention to their diet during recuperation. Yun Shuhua thought about it, and went down the mountain with a few wild game that he had hunted, and went to the ancient town to exchange some rice noodles.

After all this tossing, it was late at night when he came out of the kitchen. He fed his friend a bowl of light porridge, and then went back to his house to rest.

At night, he had another dream, and by coincidence, Ling Shaoyi happened to be in this dream.

In a trance, Ling Shaoyi was wearing the seductive light gauze skirt when he first met him, and quietly walked forward, staring at him with clear and cold eyes.

Yun Shuhua felt very strange, just when he was about to sit up and ask questions, he heard Ling Shaoyi ask in a very feminine and soft voice: "Where is the Floating Bone Pearl?"

"Where is what? You know it best in your heart," Yun Shuhua said with a sneer, "You tied Shuwan to the foot of Xuanling Mountain, isn't it just to attract the floating bone beads?"

"Lead out the floating bone beads?"

Ling Shaoyi smiled meaningfully: "You are right. I brought him into Shuowang Ancient Town just to attract the Floating Bone Bead. Now, I really saw this bead..."

"Oh, then congratulations on getting your wish," Yun Shuhua replied casually, "Congratulations, you were able to find the second one in the world, which is really rare."

Ling Shaoyi drew a magic circle with both hands, and a red-patterned Rakshasa figure appeared in the void. He spread his hands, and saw a white porcelain bowl containing a long worm appearing in his hand under the magic seal.

Yun Shuhua gave him a contemptuous look, curled his lips and said, "Take this disgusting thing away, can you stop it from crawling in front of me?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Shaoyi didn't seem to hear his complaint, his eyes were fixed on the wriggling worms in the porcelain bowl, and his face showed crazy excitement.

"Look, it sensed it, and there is a floating bone bead hidden on your body!"

"Can you stop making such jokes, whether I have it or not, haven't you tried it all—hey, hey!!"

Before the words fell, Ling Shaoyi took back the porcelain bowl, and with his left hand turned into a knife, he quickly and mercilessly hit Yun Shuhua to the ground, and tore it hard, only to hear the sound of cloth shattering, and Yun Shuhua's angry voice knocked over the roof .

"I really don't have it, why are you so stubborn?"

"I want to take it!"

Ling Shaoyi's brows were wild and fierce, and he charged towards Yun Shuhua with an irresistible domineering wind.

Two beams of light, one blue and one white, shone brightly, almost blinding Yun Shuhua's eyes in an instant.

Three seconds later, Yun Shuhua woke up from the dream and quickly sat up from the bed.

It was already bright outside the window. Looking through the carved window, one could vaguely see a tall and thin figure standing in front of the window. He raised his hand and hesitated for a long time, and finally knocked lightly on the door.

"Shuhua, is that you, are you... awake?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the cute reader "Shu Xing" for watering the three bottles of nutrient solution for the duo of friends (づ￣3￣)づ