I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

That's great, Wen Yan thought, take a can back to make honey milk soup for Gu Jianhan, he will definitely like it very much.

He put the Kongming Hundred Flowers Spring Honey into the Qiankun bag, and reached out to take down a small porcelain bottle glazed with tea powder.

"Kongming Bijian Xuefei Tea: The grade is undecided, the taste is clear and bitter but sweet, it can be directly used for brewing tea or making refreshments.

Efficacy: relieve cough and moisten the lungs, regulate the body and maintain health. "

Gu Jianhan likes to drink tea, so he brought a can back home.

Wen Yan searched one by one among the gaudy bottles and jars. The first few were very good for Gu Jianhan's body, and the others were not supplements specially for the body of ice-type cultivators.He was thinking that it would be fine to take these back first, but something was wrong with the floating spirit characters on the last small silver carved box.

"Kongming Water Jelly Yuting Cream: Undecided grade, no smell, can be directly applied to Yuting's mouth.

Efficacy: Avoid injury during the intense dual cultivation, nourish Yuting, maintain—"

Wen Yan couldn't stand it anymore.

He blushed so much that he froze on the spot and forgot to move for a moment.He tried his best not to think about this kind of thing, and always felt that it was a blasphemy against Gu Jianhan, but it must be mentioned that since they have established a relationship, it is impossible for them to stop at hugging and kissing forever.

Although it's okay if Gu Jianhan really doesn't want to, and he didn't fall in love with him because of this kind of thing, but... Gu Jianhan, is he really not willing?

He hasn't asked him yet.

It may not necessarily be rejected.

That time Gu Jianhan suddenly turned his face, it seemed that it was only because he avoided his closeness, not because he was angry because of his reaction.

Right, that is it.

Although he didn't quite understand why the consequences would be so serious if he just avoided him for a while.

After Wen Yan built his mind, he slowly reached out and took down the silver box, and hid it in his Qiankun bag with a guilty conscience, shook his head and forced himself to forget about it, took two deep breaths and ran to the sixth floor.

He walked too hastily, he didn't see Ji Hong and Ji Qing suddenly jumped off the white crane's wings, and whispered with their long sleeves folded.

"Woooooo my favorite Baihuachunmi was taken away. I'm so sad. If the milk candy isn't so delicious, I'll cry for him."

"No promise."

"But Jiqing... Didn't your favorite tea be taken away? Shall we stop him?"

"These things belong to the owner, we are just stealing food and drink."

"Hmph, but he's not our master either!"

The old god Jiqing pondered on the ground for a moment, then suddenly said: "Then let's test it."

Ji Hong sniffled: "What do you mean?"

"follow me."

...

At that time, Wen Yan had arrived at the six-story elixir building.

Inside the flying pavilion is a bamboo medicine shelf, which is quiet and comfortable, spotless, and there is another faint fragrance of medicine, slightly bitter, with a refreshing coolness.

There are all sweet white glazed fine-mouthed porcelain bottles in it, each bottle is marked with the name of the medicine in amber spirit characters, and more detailed information is attached beside it, such as efficacy and contraindications, which is equivalent to the medicine attached to a modern medicine box. manual.

Wen Yan looked at the neat display inside, and there were one after another bamboo flower sachets hanging beside the quaint medicine shelf. The stitches were fine and the embroidery was superb, suppressing the bitter and astringent breath, and the sound of cranes outside the window, Quiet and holy.

As the breeze blew slowly, the octagonal exquisite sachet next to the medicine shelf swayed gently, as if there was a sound of wind chimes not far away, but if you searched with all your eyes and ears, you couldn't find any trace.

He suddenly hesitated—are these things really ownerless?It's impossible to exist here in such an orderly manner from the beginning, right?

Is it because the real Qianyan opened up a space by the way when casting the sword, and also put a palace in by the way?Or is it that the sword gave birth to these things by itself?

Not likely.

But... Isn't it stealing if you don't ask yourself?

Wen Yan stood by the door, unable to take that step no matter what.

While he was in a hurry to go back, he really wanted to bring some useful medicine to Gu Jianhan, but he was really struggling and didn't know what to do.

Gu Jianhan really needed it. Meng Zhao said before that his body would not be able to last at most seven years without spiritual power. Although his spiritual power has returned now, his physical weakness can also be seen.He has almost used up the medicines in the Three Realms, and the elixir in Dushuang Nine Layers Palace should be no exception, except that there are new medicines here. Get better.

The attraction to him was too strong.

The moral fortress in Wen Yan's heart is gradually crumbling. When he thinks of Gu Jian shivering from the cold, his heart hurts. He holds the door frame and his eyes fall on the nearest row of medicine racks.

"Young Master Wen, don't you want to go in?"

Ji Qing's ethereal and immature voice suddenly sounded from behind, he stood a foot away from Wen Yan with his sleeves folded, and said to him calmly.

Wen Yan turned his head and followed the sound to look at Jiqing.

"My master is sick, and I really need the medicine in this attic. Can I take some back? Although I don't have anything to repay right now, my master has it. I will bring it back when I come next time." For you guys."

"Didn't you say it had milk sugar?"

"what?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, and realized belatedly: "You said that... I will bring milk candy, but not just milk candy. The things in this palace are very precious, and I can't take advantage of you. There has to be an equal exchange.”

"No need." Ji Qing arched his sleeves towards him, raised his head and said, "As long as Mr. Wen gives us a little of your heart and soul."

"Heartblood?"

"Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

Wen Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

Just paying a little blood can exchange Gu Jianhan for useful medicine, this condition is really too tempting.

As soon as he nodded, Ji Hong climbed up from the huanghuali wooden ladder, bouncing to Ji Qing's side, and raised his hand together with him to make seals, the two hexagram seals overlapped and formed a complex thick black The hexagram pattern, spinning close to Wen Yan's heart.

Wen Yanneng felt a sharp pain coming from his heart. His heart seemed to be pierced densely with countless long needles. His face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead, but he insisted on waiting for the drop of blood to leave him His body, suspended in the air, finally fell into the dim wick of the lamp in the center of the hexagram seal.

At that moment, the wick was ignited without warning, and the bright flame danced in the lamp, emitting a warm and soft light.

Ji Hong yelled in surprise, as if she wanted to say something, but was dragged down by Ji Qing covering her mouth.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your gift. Ji Hong and I will not bother you. The pills in the pavilion are all idle items. If you are useful, please take them as you like without any burden."

Wen Yan's heart was still very uncomfortable, and it took a long time before he almost recovered.He looked at the empty wooden staircase and felt that he was too contradictory and weak.

If Gu Jianhan found out, he would definitely feel that he was unreliable... although this is the truth.

He sighed lowly, walked in dejectedly, and searched row after row for useful pills. Those pills were for leg injuries, meridians, and nerves, but they were all conditioning. Medicine is not something that cures the disease.

Because those causes are too complicated, it is unrealistic to want to cure them once and for all. Even in this medicine cabinet, the only thing that can be done is long-term conditioning and it will take effect gradually.

But as long as it can be useful, it is already a pleasant surprise.

Wen Yan was thinking that he couldn't take too much, what if he couldn't afford it, but on the other hand, this one seemed to be useful, and that one seemed to be useful as well. In short, as long as there is no residual poison of the elixir, Gu Jianhan will be able to have more. With the hope of recovering health, he took more and more, and finally wiped out one-fifth of the huge medicine cabinet.

Wen Yan looked at the sleeping pill in his hand and fell into deep thought, and finally put it back on the medicine shelf solemnly.

Gu Jianhan shouldn't suffer from insomnia when he hugs him.

Wen Yan suddenly recalled the feeling of holding Gu Jianhan in his arms. Gu Jianhan was very thin, and sometimes his arms hurt when he hugged him. His body was very cold, and his arms would often turn ice after one night.

But when he is snuggling in his arms, Wen Yan always feels that he seems to own the whole world, no matter what happens, he can have the courage to persevere.

Although it seems that he is passing on warmth and enthusiasm to Gu Jianhan, in fact, he is impatiently absorbing the confidence and comfort of living seriously from Gu Jianhan.

He is being relied on, he is being needed.This feeling is really too precious.

...

"I made a list of the things I borrowed today. You two can go up and check them out to see if there are any discrepancies. I will definitely return them when I come next time. We may not be able to practice the same things outside, but my master Knowing how to appreciate grades, can I give you some of the same grade and the same effect when the time comes?"

Wen Yan and Ji Hong Jiqing discussed it, but the two boys waved their hands proudly, telling him that there is no need to return it, they are not short of this thing.

Wen Yan: "..."

He is the only poor ghost who co-authored the Three Realms.

"Then I will owe this account first. If there is anything you can use me for in the future, for example, if you want to eat some pastries, or want to play something fun, you can tell me."

"Milk candy!" Ji Hong said.

Wen Yan smiled lightly, hooked up with him and said, "I will bring it for you next time, and I will never break my promise."

"Then you should come earlier next time!"

"I try my best."

After bidding farewell to Jiqing Jihong, Wen Yan embarked on the return journey.

His heartbeat was a little chaotic, as if he was a little anxious, but he didn't know why.

He galloped towards the door a hundred paces away, and the whistling wind in his ears was a bit shrill, which seemed to herald some kind of ominous future.

He didn't have the heart to think too much, and it was meaningless to think too much at this moment, he only knew that he had to return to Gu Jianhan's side quickly, otherwise Gu Jianhan would be very sad.

He couldn't make Gu Jianhan sad.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and Mo Wuya.

The moment Wen Yan pressed the doorknob forcefully, a white light that shone brighter than the LED light instantly enveloped him, Wen Yan's body jumped forward uncontrollably, and in the next instant, darkness returned.

He is closing his eyes.

Wen Yan, who realized this, slowly opened his eyelids. Unexpectedly, this place was not the Flower God Temple, nor the Lengyue Peak, but a very remote bamboo house.

Xiangfei bamboo is still planted all around, but it is denser than Lengyue Peak. Once the night wind passes, the bamboo shadows sway like ghosts and ghosts, the sparse long leaves shake rustlingly, and the moon like a hook looms behind the slanting bamboo branches.

Even though it was still early autumn, Wen Yan felt cold for no reason, his body was even stiff, and it was difficult to move even slightly.

He moved his eyes away from the scenery outside the wide window, and wanted to look around the furnishings in the house, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a figure lying on the table not far away, with white hair like snow brushing his body.

The light moonlight diffused over the bed and leaked onto the bamboo floor, and it was only an inch away from touching the hem of his cinnabar and blood-red clothes, but it just stopped at that inch, trapping him alone in the obscure night mist.

Wen Yan's five senses gradually recovered, and he slowly smelled the smell of alcohol in the room, which was extremely strong and almost pungent.Gu Jianhan never drank alcohol, not to mention drinking this kind of strong wine, but Wen Yan, who was thin and thin, would not admit his mistake. Apart from Gu Jianhan, there was no other person in this world who could make him feel so distressed.

He forced himself to sit up from the couch, and gradually regained a little sense of walking as he staggered towards Gu Jianhan.He squatted down beside Gu Jianhan slowly, and first scanned the large and small wine jars on the sandalwood case, and some not-so-good guesses flashed in his heart.

Why did Gu Jianhan drink so suddenly?

Still in such a state of obsession.

Could it be that he has been away for too long... Did Gu Jianhan really think that he would not come back?Or was there some other reason, during the period of his disappearance, Gu Jianhan was hurt by Mo Wuya and Zhao Ke again?

Wen Yanwei put the word on the head, but didn't care about worrying about himself.He raised his hand to run along Gu Jianhan's long hair, feeling pain from his heart to his fingertips.

"Master, are you alright?"

With the back of his head facing him, Gu Jianhan remained motionless, as if he had completely lost consciousness.

"I'll carry you to the bed to sleep. It's not comfortable to sleep here. It won't be good if you catch a cold." Wen Yan gently lifted him up, let him lean in his arms, and wrapped his arms around his waistline , wrapped his arms around his knees, and hugged him firmly.

too light.

So distressed.

Fortunately, he brought back some supplements, some of which are very nutritious. If you feed him more, his weight may soon return to normal.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan immediately became energetic.He lightly weighed Gu Jianhan's weight, intending to remember this feeling clearly, and wait a few days before hugging him again to see if the effect is obvious.

He was just happy, and before he could restrain his smile, he saw the person in his arms opened his eyes at some point, and those blood-stained cat eyes were staring at him without blinking, without any emotion, so he looked Cold and scary.

"Master, are you awake?" Wen Yan's smile didn't stiffen, but became brighter because of it. He stepped forward a few steps and wanted to put Gu Jianhan on the couch to make him more comfortable, but he didn't expect Gu Jianhan to resist for some reason. On the couch, with a low whimpering sound, she hugged his neck tightly and pressed against his body.

Wen Yan really, really hates drunks.

In particular, the drunk was still smelling of alcohol, unconscious and very difficult to deal with.

But Gu Jianhan was not angry at all for pestering him like this.

"Well, we won't be on the couch... We won't be on the couch, Master, be good, don't cry, don't cry, A Yan is here."

He straightened up again, hugged Gu Jianhan and sat on the edge of the couch by himself, let Gu Jianhan sit on him, coaxed him, and took off his shoes and socks at the same time.

"Master, why do you drink so much alcohol? Alcoholism hurts your body, this time I'm not by your side, don't allow it next time."

Gu Jianhan's shoes and socks were very easy to take off, and when they were pulled off a little bit, the thin white ankles, insteps and toes were exposed.He didn't resist, and was very obedient, leaning against Wen Yan's arms and not speaking.

"Is there hot water here?"

Gu Jianhan's fingertips were a little bit in the air, and a beautiful washing technique cleaned his feet spotless.He raised his eyes slightly, fluttered his long eyelashes at Wen Yan'an quietly, and pursed his lips lightly when he saw that he hadn't responded yet.

This arrow hits the heart of the heart.

Wen Yan slowly lowered his head and pecked lightly on Gu Jianhan's lips. He turned his back to the bright moonlight, and the night covered the heat on his face for him, but it couldn't cover his beating heart.

He obviously didn't taste it, but he seemed to be able to feel how intoxicating the wine was.

"Master, where is this place? I don't think I've heard you mention it before."

"Dwelling in the Far Mountain." After drinking too much, his voice became hoarse, "It's a small bamboo house under the back cliff of Lengyue Peak, no one will disturb you."

To be able to answer, Wen Yan thought, he must not be very drunk.

"Then why did Master's hair turn white again?" Gu Jianhan had to figure it out while he was still conscious, "The clothes also turned red, and so did the ends of his eyes."

"Do you not like it?"

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not. I'm just worried about whether there is something wrong with Master's body. Master is good-looking no matter what, but if this form will hurt Master, then of course I prefer Master's original form." look."

"Wouldn't hurt."

"Really? Master, don't lie to me, I will take it seriously."

"Do not lie to you."

His tone was normal, he didn't seem to be lying, Wen Yan was relieved a little, and after a moment of silence, he finally asked the most deadly question.

"Master, do you remember how long I slept?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a deathly silence between the two.

Wen Yan hung a thumping heart, looking forward to the next moment when Gu Jianhan told him that it would only be a few hours.

However, Gu Jianhan stretched out his hands, broke off one finger, and then another, which made Wen Yan tremble with fear, and even forgot how to breathe.

His knuckle fingers curled and curled, and after counting on one hand, he continued to count on the other.

Wen Yan felt that he desperately needed a quick-acting heart-rescue pill at this moment.

Finally, the finger stays on the seventh root.

"Seven days."

"Seven days?!" Wen Yan couldn't help roaring out, Gu Jianhan in his arms was shaking from the shock, tightened his hands around his neck, and blinked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm sorry...I'm not yelling at you." Wen Yan hugged him tightly, and said sadly, "I don't know how long this trip will take, it just feels like a few hours have passed, if I knew it would take so much time I won't go back... Master, I'm sorry, you can scold me, beat me, I know I was wrong."

Gu Jianhan leaned on Wen Yan's shoulder, pursed his lips and smiled silently, as if he didn't take this matter to heart, but every word he said was related to it.

"I went to Fengdu to look for you before, but I searched through the files in the book of life and death, but I couldn't find your name. My split body is guarding at the ghost gate in Fengdu, but I haven't been guarding you for seven days."

"Ming Luo told me that after seven days, it will be the soul-returning night. If you really can't find anyone, there is still a glimmer of hope waiting by the body."

He said softly in an extremely happy tone: "It turns out that what he said is true, that's great."

Wen Yan felt sore in his heart.

"It's my fault, Master, please punish me."

"Why should I punish you?" His eyes seemed to be clear, but in fact the bottom of his eyes had long been chaotic, "I'm already very happy that you can come back."

Wen Yan's eyes filled with tears, while feeling really sorry, at the same time feeling that his master is really too understanding.

"Master, thank you."

Gu Jianhan closed his eyes tiredly, rubbed his neck affectionately, and stopped talking.

He hugged Wen Yan's waist, and fell into Wen Yan's arms, like a bird nestling in a warm nest in an illusion when he was dying, he was not so much smelling of alcohol, as he was smelling of death.

And Wen Yan is still immersed in the gentle tail feathers that the bird shakes off inadvertently, unaware of everything in the future.

He looked at Gu Jianhan's long eyelashes that kept fluttering, and said thoughtfully: "Master, are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, I will help you to sleep."

Hearing what he said, Gu Jianhan opened his eyelids with force, stared at him and shook his head lightly: "Don't sleep, don't sleep."

"..."

Wen Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Master, it's not because I'm afraid that I will disappear again when I open my eyes?"

Wen Yan was just guessing, but Gu Jianhan actually nodded his head, and let out a soft hum in a drawn-out voice.He was not sure whether Gu Jianhan was drunk or not before, but now he is sure that he is really drunk.

When he was sober, he would never have done such a thing anyway.

Wen Yan was both emotional and distressed, and couldn't help leaning over to kiss the cinnabar mole on the center of his brow. The moment his lips touched his forehead, he could clearly hear Gu Jianhan's low sobs.

"Master, I will not disappear. I will be here to guard you, hold you, and surround you. As long as you call my name, I will wag my tail and respond to you. I promised to follow you every step of the way. By your side, I will not break my promise."

When he spoke in long paragraphs, Gu Jianhan's head became confused, and he couldn't quite understand, so he just listened quietly, as if he could feel his heartbeat again just by relying on the gentle tone.

He was so drunk that even the breath he exhaled was full of the smell of cold pond fragrance. Wen Yan didn't like the smell of alcohol very much, but he felt that Gu Jianhan's body smelled very good.

Gu Jianhan didn't answer, just looked at his side face in a daze, he couldn't do anything, it was impossible to force him to sleep.

Alas, if only that bottle of sleeping pills was brought back.

"Master, since you don't want to sleep, let's watch a few TV episodes." Wen Yan hugged Gu Jianhan with one hand, took out the phone from his sleeve with the other, unlocked it, opened the video software, and rummaged through the downloaded episodes .

"Found it!" He said happily, and suddenly stared at Gu Jianhan's eyes seriously and asked, "Master, do you believe in light?"