[Sword Three] Beggars' Death System

Under the leadership and command of Mo Yi, who has a ten-year-old face and a 25-year-old heart, He He laid the cushions. At this time, Lu Tingzhi's legs were already full of silver needles.

He He: "..."

He He: "If I said your legs look like a hedgehog, would you hack me to death?"

Lu Tingzhi: "...No."

It is estimated that he himself feels a lot like it.

The old man at the side touched his beard and said, "This hedgehog can also be used as medicine, but your legs probably can't be used as medicine."

After finishing speaking, he still felt that he had told a very funny joke, waiting for everyone's reaction.

Only He He smirked twice in cooperation.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and another little loli walked in lightly, calling out softly, "Master."

This He He looked familiar, it was Daphne Flower sent by the old man to call Lu Tingzhi.

Yuan Hua seems to be Mo Yi's senior sister, but she looks younger than Mo Yi, He He's mouth is cheap for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister Yuan Hua, dare to ask Fang's age?"

Yuan Hua glanced at He He and smiled slightly: "48."

He He: "..."

My mother, I can be He He's mother at this age.

This shit is Tianshan Child Elder.

Compared with He He's jaw dropped to the ground, Lu Tingzhi was much calmer - it may have something to do with his paralyzed face.

Yuanhua looked at Lu Tingzhi's situation, and made sure that talking to the master at this moment would not affect the detoxification, so she opened her mouth and said: "Master, the Taoist priest from Chunyang Palace wants to bring some herbs back—but these herbs are very serious. Scarcity, some of which we have in the valley ourselves are not in sufficient supply."

He He stretched his ears to listen, this is the plot of the story, although a large group of Chunyang disciples came to Wanhua Valley to pick medicinal materials, and Yu Dianchen became alone...

The old man stroked his beard: "This man... well, forget it, if you don't want much, then forget it."

Yuan Hua seemed to be dissatisfied, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it out, so she agreed.

After she reported the matter, she didn't go out, and she helped the old man with Mo Yi, and He He watched from the side.

Mo Yi set up an incense burner in front of Lu Tingzhi, and lit the incense slices. The smell of the incense slices was different from that in the room, with a slight cool breath and warm medicinal fragrance. After a while, a puff of smoke rose from the incense burner.

After smelling this smell, He He also felt refreshed a lot.

Under the scent of this fragrance, the old man began to take a needle and stab Lu Tingzhi's upper body.

Lu Tingzhi lay on the cushion, silent.

Even He He looked terrified.

But after a while, green smoke began to rise from Lu Tingzhi's head.

He He: "..."

This visual effect is like watching a domestic mythological drama.

Lu Tingzhi, whose head was emitting green smoke, was obviously suffering from physical pain. He gritted his teeth, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

And his sweat turned out to be blue.

Although this was obviously detoxification, the corners of He He's mouth kept twitching as he looked at Lu Tingzhi, whose face was already blue.

Isn't this really a domestic mythical martial arts drama...

At this moment, Lu Tingzhi closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth tightly, not allowing himself to make a sound. His head was emitting green smoke, his face was flowing with blue sweat, and his lips were black. It was as terrifying as it was.

He He watched in horror.

But what is gratifying is that after a while, Lu Tingzhi opened his eyes, he let out a long breath, and lay down on the soft cushion extremely weakly.

"Is he all right?" He He hurried forward and asked.

Mo Yi smiled and said: "We are the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, there is no disease in the world that we cannot cure."

It's too confident.

"Okay, okay," the old man clapped his hands, and asked Yuanhua to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread out a large and long prescription to He He, "Take the prescription and drink it twice a day. We don't provide decoction services." !"

……

You thought you were a Chinese medicine hospital!

Even so, the old man saved Lu Tingzhi, and He He said sincerely: "Thank you senior, thank you both...uh, sister."

Mo Yi let out a strange "Jie Jie" laugh, and Yuan Hua showed the kind eyes of an elder looking at a younger generation.

As for Lu Tingzhi, the way he looked at himself...was also weird.

The poison on Lu Tingzhi's body was finally cured, and He He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He guessed that there should be tasks lit up in Mingjiao's illustration book now.

Back in his room, he called Xiao Huangtao in his mind.

But for some reason, Xiao Huangtao's voice still didn't appear.

... Is it really a system failure?

Or did Xiao Huangtao leave work without authorization?

He He didn't know what happened, but except for the artificial system, all other functions were normal.

The backpack can be opened, there is no shortage of things (although there is nothing in the first place), and skills can also be used.

He He clicked on the Enlightened Cult Guide, and sure enough, the Ming Cult Guide had been activated.

Mingjiao illustrated book: not unlocked

Unlocked character: Lu Tingzhi (not captured)

Unlocking conditions: 1. Lu Tingzhi's favorability reaches 80% (90%/80% completed)

2. Detoxify Lu Tingzhi (Completed)

3. Reject Luk Jung-sik (unfinished)

He He: "..."

What the hell is it to reject Lu Tingzhi? Does he like himself!Designers and developers, come out and I promise not to kill you!

But He He suddenly remembered Mo Yi's words: Lu Tingzhi looked at him differently.

Does he look at himself differently?Why doesn't he know?

He felt that the way Lu Tingzhi looked at him and the cats and dogs on the side of the road was no different. What made Mo Yi have such an illusion? Could it be that Mo Yi was deliberately making him laugh?

but……

He He stopped comforting himself.

This night was also extremely boring, He He got up and took out the small pill that Dongfang Xingyu gave him, and poured it into the palm of his hand.

There were seven pills in total, He He took one, and there were six left, He He thought about it, and took another one.

Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to this, even after taking Dongfang Xingyu's pills, He He still felt that he couldn't sleep well.

He still sleeps with Lu Ang, Lu Tingzhi and Ling Chenzi in his room.

Ling Chenzi ran out alone, and has not come back yet, Lu Tingzhi is at Master Dongfang Xingyu's place, and Lu Ang is taking care of him.

The whole room was empty, only myself.

On this cold and lonely night, He He didn't know why, but couldn't help but think of Su Honghou again.

How many days is this?Su Honghou still didn't come to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, did Su Honghou forget their agreement...

He He felt that he was starting to complain about Su Honghou a little bit in his heart. If something happened to him and he couldn't come to the appointment, he should inform him...

The last thing he wants to think about is that something unexpected happened to Su Honghou.

In a daze, He He had a dream, in which Su Honghou was covered in blood, struggling to call his name.

"He'er, He'er..."

He stretched out a bloody hand, as if he wanted to drag He He into hell.

He He suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, his heart seemed to be unable to bear such a strong load, beating violently.

How can I have such a dream...

He He took out Dongfang Xingyu's medicine from under the pillow, poured two more and stuffed it into his mouth. Only then did he feel better and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, He He got up early again.

Although he didn't sleep well in the first half of the night last night, because of the medicine in the second half of the night, He He still slept very soundly.

He walked out of the room, and in the courtyard, Dongfang Xingyu was still watering the mulberry flowers seriously.

His expression was very serious, He He walked over and greeted him: "Xingyu."

Dongfang Xingyu didn't turn his head to look at He He, but just nodded: "Morning, Ah He, you also got up early today."

He He felt as if he had traveled back to yesterday morning.

He He smiled a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I didn't sleep well in the first half of the night... I had a nightmare, but in the second half of the night, after taking your medicine, I got better--it's really strange, after taking your medicine, I feel refreshed in the morning, as if I haven't felt this way in many years."

"Yes, that's good." Dongfang Xingyu smiled softly. He didn't know if it was He He's illusion. He felt that Dongfang Xingyu's mouth seemed to have a shallow... scar than yesterday?

"What happened to your mouth?" He He asked subconsciously.

Dongfang Xingyu was startled, touched the corner of his mouth lightly with his fingers, and asked, "What's wrong with my mouth?"

"Yes..." He Hegang wanted to speak, but when he looked at the corner of Dongfang Xingyu's mouth at this moment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He was almost stunned!

The traces like light red embroidery thread that appeared at the corner of his mouth just now disappeared without a trace!

"What?" Dongfang Xingyu asked with a gentle smile.

"No...I read it wrong." He He said.

Did I really get it wrong?

He felt that Dongfang Xingyu seemed a little weird, but he couldn't tell where he was weird.

Dongfang Xingyu put a pruned Tumi flower in He He's hand, and smiled slightly: "For you."

"Thank you..." He He forced a smile.

"I said it a long time ago," Dongfang Xingyu said with a smile, "Tumi flowers are very suitable for you. Do you still remember what it means?"

He He: "...what is it?"

"You forgot," Dongfang Xingyu seemed to blame a little, "but it's okay, let me tell you."

He walked over slowly and came to He He's side. He leaned over and whispered in He He's ear. The voice seemed to be some kind of spell. Started hazy.

In a daze, he only heard Dongfang Xingyu's voice.

"The Tumi flower represents the loss of the most beautiful and unforgettable love in life."

"Forget about him..."

"Forget about him..."