Master, he is nice and soft

This year's Zongmen Grand Competition is still a good time for many young talents in the cultivation world to make their debut. Although it has nothing to do with Huiqing Pavilion, after all, medical practitioners want to improve their medical skills day by day, and have no time to compete for a leader. Luck.

Only the two elders Qingyun and Qingxiao and a dozen or so inner disciples returned to Wushan City this time, which is enough to deal with the big competition.

Fang Jian only joined Huiqing Pavilion as a guest elder a few years ago. This is the first time that he represents Huiqing Pavilion to go out for a medical trip. I couldn't sleep well on the boat.

After tossing and turning for a while, Fang Jianzhi went out of the cabin and wanted to go to the deck to look at the night, so as to relieve his tension. Then he caught a glimpse of a man standing on the inner side of the ship, dressed in cold white moonlight so that his dark green clothes were about to blend in with the night.

"Elder Qing Yun can't sleep either?"

Fang Jianzhi went to Elder Qingyun's side, feeling a little happy in his heart. He entered Huiqing Pavilion earlier because he admired both doctors and poisoners. Let's talk a few words, but it's a pity that Elder Qingyun spends twenty days in a small dwelling in a month, even if he goes to the medicine school to teach, he comes and goes without a trace.

Besides, whenever we meet each other, although Elder Qing Yun is just a little lazy and quiet, he is not necessarily difficult to get along with. On the contrary, Fang Jianzhi himself is awkward and shy because of his closeness to his hometown, and dare not talk to others.

Under the moonlight, Elder Qing Yun's face almost had an untouchable feeling of being out of this world, like a fairy who came down from the fairy world. Hearing Fang Jianzhi talking to him, he replied calmly:

"Well, what town is under your feet?"

This question came suddenly, but Fang Jianzhi didn't feel anything, and looked down, "This is Lantern Town, what's wrong?"

He turned his head to look at Elder Qing Yun, and he saw the extremely shallow smile of the other party, and he couldn't help but stare blankly for half a second.

"There is a predestined person in Lantern Town, I will help a friend meet."

After finishing speaking, Venerable Master Qing Yun stepped on the wooden fence, turned around and told Fang Jianzhi:

"You take your disciples to Wushan City first, and I will catch up soon."

Then he jumped off the spirit boat, frightened Fang Jianzhi and hurriedly grabbed the railing, seeing the dark green swaying like fallen leaves into the depths of the town's lights, he sent a message to the pavilion master worriedly.

Lantern Town is in the Qixi Qiqiao Festival, and the streets are crowded with colorful lanterns, so Yanjiang picks a deserted alley and lands, puts on the clothes that Jiang Yan likes to wear in the past, and goes straight to the place where there is a destined person.

He remembered that at Linjiang he had invited Jiang Yan's Taoist companion in the shrine to die in order to save Jiang Yan. This feeling was touching, so he had been paying attention to where his Taoist companion's soul was for Jiang Yan for hundreds of years, but it was here. Finally got some clues today.

He passed through the crowd until he reached the bank of the river. He saw a group of nobles and brothers from aristocratic families admiring the lanterns together. The Taoist couple of Jiang Yan should be among this group of people. Again later.

It's a pity that Jiang Yan is still sleepy now, Yan Jiang couldn't help sighing, standing beside a lantern shop and secretly observing the group of people.

The group of young men seemed to be in high spirits, at first Yan Jiang thought it was because of the lanterns, but found out that there was a thin and small doll standing among the group of people, it turned out to be the most annoying bully in the secular world.

His cultivation is extraordinary, so he can clearly hear the bad words of the group of people towards the child. Even though he has always been reluctant to give such vulgar people a look, he also feels that it is too deceiving.

Seeing that the child was about to be forced to jump into the river, Yan Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, and walked over directly, imitating Jiang Yan's disrespect and scaring away the group of children from the aristocratic family, and then she was very angry. Turning around strangely, trying to coax the child.

He remembered that Jiang Yan's Daoist was a very stable and reliable young man, but now such a child is not suitable for being bullied. many times.

It would be great if Jiang Yan could be here, he must know how to interact with children better than himself.

Yan Jiang's face still had no expression on her face, she dragged the child along the way and stuffed them with lanterns, candied gourds and candied fruit, but she couldn't make anyone utter a word, she was so bitter that she wanted to wake up Jiang Yan, who had fallen into a deep sleep .

He sent the man to the back door of the He Mansion, looked up at the resentment hovering over the backyard of the He Mansion, and drew up a plan in his mind. He threw a spell into the bedroom of the head of the He Mansion with confidence, and listened to the sound of people coming from under the roof. Shouting, he slept in the house all night full of confidence, and walked around the street a few times the next day with the appearance of a worldly expert.

He was invited to the mansion by the people of He Mansion to do it.

After this set up, he did it very well, and after undoing the spell he had set up, he asked the housekeeper to take him to the backyard for inspection, all the way to the place where the spirit of Taoist Jiang Yan was.

The landscape around him became more and more depressed, and Yan Jiang's heart became more and more heavy. Last night, his conjecture was indeed correct, and Taoist Jiang Yan was not living comfortably in this He Mansion.

Suddenly there were a few noises of children running away, and he hurriedly turned to the place where the noise came from, and he couldn't care whether this action would arouse the housekeeper's dissatisfaction.

As soon as she stepped over the old and unpretentious screen wall in the courtyard, Yan Jiang saw the child lying on the ground covered in dust, and before he stepped forward, the housekeeper behind ran over to pick up the child.

"Have you noticed anything wrong with this yard, sir? If there is nothing wrong, I have to send the young master to see the doctor first."

Yan Jiang said coldly: "I happen to know some medical skills, let me show him."

After taking the pulse, Yan Jiang gave the diagnosis word by word as usual, "I have some wind and cold, and my physique is too poor, I need to pay more attention to it."

He lowered his eyes to look at He Xingzhang, and suddenly felt a strange movement in his body, he was about to escape and said: "There is no evil spirit in your house, you can rest assured, I will leave now."

The butler said "Trouble Mister" still stuck in his mouth, and saw that the monk disappeared in a wisp of smoke, and it was only a strange problem of the monks. According to the storyteller in the teahouse on the street, these people always I like to come and go without a trace.

Yan Jiang hurriedly found a cave in the mountains where only wild beasts would go to adjust her breath, only to realize that it was Jiang Yan's spirit that seemed to be waking up, and hurriedly laid an enchantment around her body and patiently waited for the spirit.

Jiang Yan's soul barely managed to control his body after waiting until a little bit of starlight could be seen outside the cave.

"Xianjun, can you take me to his place?"

Jiang Yan's voice was so soft that it seemed that he was going to disappear in the next moment. Yan Jiang was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for too long, so she pushed the meridians in Jiang Yan's body to circulate, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yan appeared in the backyard of the Nahe Mansion where he went today.

"If you can't hold it anymore, you must tell me in advance."

After leaving such an order, Yan Jiang quietly withdrew into the depths of Jiang Yan's soul body, and watched the changes quietly.

Jiang Yan still felt that his hands and feet were weak, and his head was a little dizzy, so he walked around the room slowly while holding his forehead, and went to the window to look in.

Thanks to the kindness of Xianjun Yanjiang, he was sent directly to the courtyard where Xingzhang lived, otherwise he might not be able to support himself and fell into a coma again before he got here.

He raised his hand to support the window, bent down and probed in, and saw a child lying on the bed in a corner of the room. His heart throbbed, and he tried his hands and feet to climb the window into the room with great difficulty. On the molded floor inside the house.

He always felt that he had forgotten things a lot in the past few years. If Yan Jiang hadn't touched the seal with his hand, he probably wouldn't have recognized anyone.

When he walked to the bed, he lost all his thoughts, because He Xingzhang seemed to be having a high fever, his whole face was flushed red from the heat, and his brows were tightly frowned. He was afraid that he was disturbed by the evil poison of wind and cold, and was suffering from the torment of nightmares. .

He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch He Xingzhang's forehead, and staggered to draw out his spiritual power to heal him, even his fingers were warmed by He Xingzhang's hot body.

Why is this person so unlucky, it's fine if he was reincarnated and didn't find a good parent, and he was bullied like this...

He made up for the loss in He Xingzhang's body in one breath, and when he withdrew his hand, he felt dizzy after a while. He tried to calm down, and lowered his head to kiss He Xingzhang's forehead.

"You, please don't stop looking for me."

If that's the case, he really can't remember He Xingzhang.

He stood up and fell back into his body in a state of mind, but fortunately, Yan Jiang had been paying attention and didn't let Jiang Yan's body fall directly to the ground.

As a fairy, he naturally has the ability to directly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, so it is no small matter for him to restore the aura that was consumed by Jiang Yan's actions just now.

What a mess, Yan Jiang couldn't help thinking, and she wasn't afraid that he wouldn't come out in time.

Excessive consumption of spiritual power will also cause damage to the soul, Jiang Yan, a medical practitioner, can forget even this taboo in a hurry.

……

A thin layer of hoarfrost had accumulated on the eaves of the snail's house, and Jiang Yan was wrapped in a thick blanket and huddled on the imperial concubine's couch by the window to watch the records of Xiujie Fengyun.

Before he left, He Xingzhang put a burning stove in front of him, worried that he would get hungry, and brought a small table to put a bunch of snacks, really serving him like a rice worm.

As Jiang Yan said before, when the two of them came back to celebrate the winter solstice, Song Tangyun pulled He Xingzhang to strengthen the formation of sealing and stacking crows, and after calculations, they were almost coming back.

Jiang Yan rolled up the booklet in his hand, raised his hand to add fire to the medicine furnace on one side, and made a handful of pills in the blink of an eye. Recently, the cold winter is coming, and Pihansan is priceless.

Not long after, there was a sound outside the door of the snail house, and Jiang Yan got off the imperial concubine's couch without turning his head, and stretched out his hand to stuff another batch of pills into the porcelain bottle one by one. He Xingzhang hugged him from behind, and he could vaguely smell the cold air on this man.

"Is everything going well?" Jiang Yan leaned back and rubbed He Xingzhang's side neck.

"Well, it went well, and Stacked Crow didn't respond."

Jiang Yan turned around in his arms, reached out and hugged He Xingzhang's neck and pecked at the corner of He Xingzhang's mouth, "Very good."

With his body lightened, He Xingzhang hugged him tightly to his chest, not even letting him touch the ground, which made Jiang Yan bury his head in his arms and chuckle softly.

"Why are you so tired and crooked all of a sudden, let's go?"

He Xingzhang put him on the imperial concubine's couch, sat down next to him, lowered his head to find Jiang Yan's lips, and after tossing and lingering, he slowly backed away, and said softly against Jiang Yan's forehead:

"So you used to visit me when I was young."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and slowly pulled out this memory from his mind, and lowered his eyes.

"Well, I was afraid that you wouldn't come over at that time."

He Xingzhang stuck closer, the coldness from the outside world on his body had long been dissipated by body temperature, and the breath around him was warm again, Jiang Yan subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him.

At this glance, he could see the growing firm and deep affection after thousands of years, Jiang Yan's heart softened, and he kissed those eyes.

"Xing Zhang, kiss me."

"Ah."