stealing from you

Ye Zhou returned to the yard, and in the house, Ah Jing had already served hot meals.

"Where's Lian Sheng?" Usually at this time, he would already be sitting at the table and eating.

Ah Jing shook her head: "I went to Shenji Peak early in the morning, maybe no one would watch me be lazy."

"..." A little worried, Ye Zhou turned and went out: "I'll go find him."

Ah Jing looked at the food and at Ye Zhou's back, speechless.

There was no one on the edge of the cliff, and Ye Zhou saw a broken rope, which was blown by the cold wind.

Picking up the end of the rope and looking at it, he was startled, and rushed down like a gust of wind...

At the bottom of Shenji Peak was a cold pond, bottomless, Liansheng fell into it, fainted, woke up again from the cold, found himself floating to the edge of the cold pond, and quickly climbed up.

Throwing the soaked clothes aside, Liansheng collected some hay and sticks, lit a fire and huddled with the straw, shivering.

Recalling the scene when he fell, Liansheng was still in shock. In desperation, he used a whole set of ghost steps. He didn't fall into the cold pool, but jumped at the right angle, otherwise he would fall on the rocky beach. Immortal and disabled.

When Ye Zhou reached the bottom of the cliff, what he saw was Lian Sheng, who was huddled in the straw pile, without any clothes on, and his lips were purple from the cold.

"Liansheng!" Ye Zhou hugged him.

Lian Sheng was confused: "Why did you come here?"

"Sorry, I'm late." Taking off his cloak and coat to wrap around Liansheng, Ye Zhou carried him on his back, "I'll take you back."

"Hmm..." Lian Sheng wrapped his arms around Ye Zhou's neck, his body temperature made Ye Zhou shiver.

"Hurry up." Ye Zhou flew up with a sweep.

Lian Sheng said in a daze, "I will..."

He whispered into Ye Zhou's ear, Ye Zhou heard it, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"... Ghost Shadow Walk." Lian Sheng rubbed his face against Ye Zhou's warm skin.

Ye Zhou was a little surprised, then smiled: "Lian Sheng is really smart."

"Yeah." Lian Sheng smiled heartily.

After Bei Liansheng went back, Ah Jing came out to take a look, was startled, and then immediately went to fetch hot water for Qiu Niang to cook ginger soup.

Liansheng soaked in the bathtub, slowly warmed up, and after he could move his hands and feet, he opened his eyes.

"How did you become so virtuous?" Ah Jing was putting medicinal herbs into the bath water, "Master, if you are one step late, you will freeze to death."

"...I don't know, the rope broke suddenly." Liansheng said depressedly: "Is it because I gained weight and it can't hold it?"

Ah Jing's eyes widened: "Impossible!"

Liansheng didn't understand why he had such a big reaction.

"That's a golden rope! Don't look at its ordinary appearance, it was made by the owner of the sect with a lot of effort. From material selection, forging, weaving techniques, to the final shape, it has been tried thousands of times. Let alone you, ten of you can be tied together, do you think the young master will let you jump off the cliff with an ordinary hemp rope?" Ah Jing became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally spit out her saliva.

Ah, I didn't expect the broken rope to be so powerful.

"But it's broken now." Lian Sheng said a fact.

"Are you an idiot?" Ah Jing put down the basket containing the medicinal materials, picked up the rope next to Liansheng's clothes on the ground, handed it to him, and said angrily, "This is just a straw rope! I think you are stupid." If you insult this word, the rope you use to save your life every day will be mistaken, are you blind?!"

Lian Sheng opened his eyes wide and looked carefully, it really is!

"Don't worry about the rope." Ye Zhou walked in, "Are you feeling better?"

Lian moved his hands and feet, "Well, it's not cold anymore."

Ah Jing poured in another bucket of hot water, scalding Liansheng until he yelled, "Soak it for me honestly and don't move, make sure to completely drive out the cold air before letting me out."

Liansheng looked at his red and wrinkled skin, shrinking into the corner of the bathtub.

"Drink the ginger soup after you come out." Ye Zhou walked out after finishing speaking.

Ah Jing moved a bench over, sat on the edge and stared at Lian Sheng.

Liansheng's face was flushed, and he was so embarrassed to be stared at in the bath.

After soaking in the medicinal bath, Lian Sheng's body smelled of medicinal herbs, but fortunately it didn't smell bad.

After coming out of the screen, he found that Ye Zhou was not in his room, so Liansheng drank the ginger soup on the table and broke out in a hot sweat.

Ah Jing put down the food and went to Ye Zhou's house, fearing that Ye Zhou would starve to death.

Xiao Hui nestled in the basket, pecked its own feathers, caressed its head with pity, then sat at the table to eat.

Before falling asleep, someone knocked on the door.

Don't ask people who come here.

"Master, what's the matter?" Lian Sheng was in awe of Mo Wen for no reason.

Mo Wen glanced at him up and down to make sure that there was no missing part in his good hands and feet, then threw him a rectangular box, and said: "Since you have learned the things dug out from Huangyuan, use them well, don't let them He worries."

Although Mo Wen didn't mention his name, Lian Sheng knew he was referring to Ye Zhou.

But Mo asked how he knew he had dug something out of the Huang Yuan?

"I was there that day." Mo Wen could tell what Lian Sheng was thinking by looking at his expression.

"Ah?" Lian Sheng opened his mouth wide.

"That thing has been buried for ten years." When Mo Wendi said this, he lowered his eyes, "There are thousands of disciples in the Qianji Sect, and only you dug it out."

Liansheng was dumbfounded, he felt that what he dug was not a bronze box, but someone else's ancestral grave.

"If you are interested in Qianjishu, you can come to me."

Hey, is it possible that the master of the sect wants to treat himself a little bit?

"However, Mr. Qin said that your talent in this area is clumsy, and you are not suitable for Qian Jishu."

"..." This is slander!

It's rare for Mo Wen to say so much, but luckily he left after finishing speaking, otherwise Lian Sheng wouldn't know what to say.

Close the door and go back to the house.

Open the box given by Mo Wen, inside is an iron claw, which can be worn on the wrist, inside the iron claw is a roll of silk thread as thin as a hair, Liansheng pulled it out and poked it with his fingers... it bleeds.

"..."

Lian Sheng put his finger in his mouth and put the iron claw back into the box. This thing is too dangerous, so let's put it away first.

After blowing out the candle, Liansheng crawled into the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Outside, Ye Zhou sat at the stone table in the courtyard and slowly poured a glass of wine.

Just as he was about to pick up the wine glass, a hand pressed his wrist.

"Brother, this is fruit wine." Ye Zhou said.

"No." Taking the wine glass away, Mo Wen drank the wine in the glass.

Ye Zhou looked at the door of Liansheng's room, and sighed: "Children are carefree. They almost died today, and they can still sleep soundly as if nothing happened."

"Only you are thinking about it." Mo Wen sat down in front of him, "You protect him too much."

"It's like my father's love is overflowing."

"...Your son is not here."

"Brother, do you have to expose my scars?"

"I'm afraid you'll forget the pain when your scars heal." Mo Wen said solemnly, "In the whole world, there are only three people who know ghost walking. Now you acquiesce in his practice. If he goes down the mountain, don't you know what will happen? ?”

"The world is in chaos?" Ye Zhou smiled.

Mo Wen glared at Ye Zhou.

"Okay, brother, I have my own measure." Ye Zhou patted him on the shoulder, "Liansheng is worthy of my teaching and protection, and you also think he is a talent, don't you? Otherwise, why send him Flying Iron Claw? And tell him about the bronze box."

"Shut up, you're a foodie." Mo Wen scolded.

Ye Zhou said innocently, "Brother, Liansheng obviously dug it out by himself."

Mo Wen glanced at him, "You buried the box."

"The things inside are yours too."

"...that was when I was a kid."

"You broke it, and then secretly put it here with me. As a result, I knelt down for you all night."

"..."

Talking about the old things of adulthood, Mo Wen couldn't hold back his old face, and he flung his sleeves and left after a while.

Ye Zhou poured the wine again, but before the wine came out of the jug, Mo Wen, who had just left, turned back and took away both the wine glass and jug with a dark face.

"..." Ye Zhou looked at his senior brother's back and sighed with a smile, his senior brother is getting cuter and cuter.