Hisoka travels to my house

The old Chinese doctor looked at You Yue for a while, then shook his head, "It's nothing, I have something to do with this little red-haired gentleman, and I want to talk to him alone, can you avoid it for a while?"

"……Uh?"

You Yue scratched her hair, then stretched out her hand, and pointed to the grinning young man over there, "...do you want to chat with him alone?"

Is it really okay?

"It doesn't matter, you go to my clinic first, and then... since you found this place, that person must have told you, you go to my clinic first, and then ask that person for the translation of "Golden Needle Jue" , you look there now, I'll be there in a while, "

The old man smiled gently, but there was an inexplicable trance in his cloudy pupils, You Yue wrinkled his face, thought for a while, "...well, I'll go first..."

……it should be no problem.

However, how did he catch the poker just now?

The answer is really fast, if she also answered it so fast, maybe it won't be... You Yue wandered for a while, and then realized that she was very unrealistic, she couldn't help shaking her head, then nodded to the old Chinese doctor, saying , "Okay, then I'll go first...you guys talk slowly."

...You guys talk slowly.

You Yue turned around, glanced at the boy, couldn't help but pause, and then said, "...Remember to come back for dinner."

Remember to come back for dinner.

The red-haired boy raised the corners of his lips, his originally silver-gray eyes were shining golden, "...I got it~ I will definitely go back and have a good meal~"

"...As soon as you said it, I suddenly felt that it would be better not to say it."

Who knows what you said is true or false.

You Yue scratched her hair, thinking bitterly.Then she lifted her leg and left.

They can chat if they want, it’s okay to talk about world war, as long as both of them can come back safely and they don’t encounter car accidents, robbery and murderers on the way, but it’s okay to have these things, right? ...It is estimated that the kid will rush up with playing cards while grimly grinning about big fruits, small fruits and rotten fruits while his eyes are shining golden...it will definitely be like this.

But if it is an old doctor of Chinese medicine, maybe.

You Yue turned her head, raised her head slightly, and looked at the four script "Qingfeng Cemetery" flying around between the two stone pillars behind her. It would be nice if you can come back for dinner...do you want to invite the old Chinese doctor over to have dinner together?"

You Yue thought for a while, and then thought of the harmonious scene of the red-haired boy smiling and the old Chinese doctor sitting at the same table eating...

She paused, then walked on.

... She thinks about it again, let's forget it.

Eating for two is actually very harmonious. Of course... eating alone is the most harmonious.

But today, she doesn't want to eat alone today... Of course, this "don't hope" is very unrealistic in itself - because if You Yue is killed, she doesn't believe that Hisoka will attack an old man, and the old man will suddenly become stronger and beat him up Hisoka...

It's really unrealistic.

...But You Yue forgot, Hisoso, what morality is, it's all just floating clouds.

...It's all floating clouds.

You Yue came to the door of the clinic, the blue cleaning tricycle was still in front of the door, with a big broom on it, a very ordinary cleaning car.

You Yue bypassed the cleaning truck, and then pushed open the half-closed door.

The middle-aged woman wearing presbyopic glasses still sat in that position and read the newspaper. The finished newspaper was put aside, and there was already a thick stack.

You Yue shouted, "...Auntie?"

The middle-aged woman was still reading, the lenses of the black-rimmed presbyopic glasses were very thick, her eyes were almost stuck to the newspaper, she read it so seriously that she didn't even hear You Yue's shout.

You Yue had no choice but to shout again, "Auntie!"

This time, she walked up to the middle-aged woman and reached out to push her arm.

"...Ah, oh!"

The middle-aged woman turned her attention away from the newspaper, raised her head, and narrowed her eyes slightly under the lens, "... who is it?"

"...It's me, Auntie."

Youyue Road.

"...Ah, it's you, why, did you find him? And the person who was with you..."

The middle-aged woman took off her reading glasses and asked.

"Well, I found him. The one with me is my younger brother... The two of them seem to have something to do and they want to talk to each other." You Yue said, then she scratched her hair and asked a little embarrassedly, "... ...Well, auntie, the old Chinese doctor asked me to come here and ask you for the "Golden Needle Jue", a translated version, do you have it?"

The middle-aged woman paused for a while, as if she was thinking about something, then she came back to her senses, heard You Yuedao said this, and couldn't help asking in surprise, "...you want that?"

"...Well, is there something wrong?"

You Yue looked at the middle-aged woman strangely, she just wanted a translation book... As for being so surprised?

The middle-aged woman shook her head, "No...it's nothing, so you were the one who asked for that book. He stayed up late yesterday to write this book...Forget it, let's not talk, I'll get it for you."

You Yue was startled, and saw the middle-aged woman get up, walk to a wooden table, open the drawer, and then took out a notebook from the drawer.

The blue notebook is very new, it looks like it was bought not long ago, the middle-aged woman handed it to You Yue, "...that's it."

You Yue took it and opened it.

The notebook is indeed very new, the cover is slightly cool, after You Yue opened it, she saw the contents inside.

Powerful black pen writing, line after line, written very seriously, You Yue flipped through it casually, and the soft white paper felt a little warm in her hands - a whole notebook, the old Chinese doctor wrote Half of it takes one day and one night.

but……

"Only half?"

You Yue flipped through it strangely, and found that it was only half written, and the paper behind it was all blank. She couldn't help being a little surprised——The Golden Needle Jue seems to be very thick, even if it includes pictures, it won't be only half of the notebook The content of it, and although the words on the Golden Needle Jue are incomprehensible ancient Chinese, the writing is not too big...

"Well, after all, he can't copy all of it by himself, and there are some things in the book that even he doesn't understand. So these... are the condensed contents."

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, she was startled for a moment, and said, "It's just that the look on her face was a little weird, but looking at You Yue and her, the middle-aged woman smiled like a cover-up, and then changed the subject, "What's your name? Old man?" Generally, it is not easy to help others translate this Golden Needle Jue..."

"...Uh, that..." You Yue still wanted to say something, but seeing that the middle-aged woman didn't intend to continue the topic, she couldn't help but stop, and then continued to talk along her topic, "That, so Come to think of it, I should be his apprentice..."

"Oh, then did you call him master again?"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be interested, so she couldn't help asking.

"...Uh, not this one."

You Yue scratched her hair, "Theoretically, I should call him master, but I can't help it... Maybe it's because of my disharmony, anyway, I just can't say it."

After finishing speaking, she shrugged her shoulders, and then raised the notebook in her hand, "Thank you, I received it, and remember to say hello to the old man for me... cough, and wish him good health and all the best in everything." Shoubi Nanshan...ah, sorry, I said too much..."

You Yue coughed dryly, shut her mouth automatically, then turned around, and smiled back at the middle-aged woman, "Thank you, Auntie, and... nice to meet you, my name is You Yue."

"you are leaving?"

The middle-aged woman leaned against the table and asked.

"Well... that kid is going home for dinner." You Yue smiled, then shook her head, and strode away.

The sky is very blue, as blue as transparent glass, and the clouds are as white as soft cotton candy.

nice and natural.

You Yue hummed a song, shook her hand holding the notebook by her side, occasionally looked up at the blue sky, then smiled and watched a few sparrows fly past in the sky, accompanied by a few chirping sounds, then she said to herself "The weather is so nice today."

Yes, the weather is really nice today.

Before You Yue returned home, she reached out for the key to open the door, entered the house, put the notebook on the sofa in the living room, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"what to eat……"

You Yue thought about it, and wandered around in the kitchen a few times - unexpectedly, there were a few more golden pears in her hand.

"...Let's eat a pear first and then think about it. After going out for a while, I am really exhausted physically and mentally."

You Yue washed the duck pears, and before she took a bite, she saw the plates on the table.

The plate of fried tomatoes with tomatoes was left to dry on the table, and the dishes in it were completely wiped out. After thinking about it, You Yue seemed to remember that the plates for dinner needed to be washed, so she patted her head and took the dish she had just gnawed. Yali put it aside, "Let's talk about it after washing the dishes."

The water in the faucet was rushing down, You Yue poured a little detergent on the plate, and then rubbed and rubbed, the bamboo chopsticks were washed by the water, and there were little drops of water on them, You Yue washed the dishes again Brushed the chopsticks, put them into the plastic chopstick cage, and placed the washed dishes on the table beside the faucet.

then……

Then You Yue continued to nibble on the pears, walked out of the kitchen slowly, and was about to enter the bedroom, but stopped when she passed the sofa.

She touched the needle pouch in her pocket, and found that the sheepskin felt slightly delicate to the touch. It was the phenomenon of being worn many times by hands. She took out the sheepskin needle pouch, then stretched out her hand, bent down, and pressed her chest against the sofa Back chair, got the blue cover notebook on the sofa.

"...Let's take a look. Thinking about how long the old man has been copying for me, if I don't read it... I always feel sorry for the working people."

She thought for a while, turned around and went back to the bedroom, then lay down on the bed, and opened the blue notebook version of "The Art of the Golden Needle".

The words on the notebook are strong and clear, at least You Yue can read clearly and feel comfortable.

So she looked slowly.

...It doesn't matter, there is plenty of time anyway.

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