Scholar has special ghost skills

He Yunqing stared at the person on the bed after finishing the porridge, and then handed over the boiled medicine, "This is compatible with the externally applied medicine, drink it quickly, so that your injury will heal easily."

Yan Junyi took the medicine bowl, looked down at the dark medicine and paused, raised his eyes and saw the scholar in front of the bed staring at him, he poured it down without hesitation, but felt it was too bitter, so he couldn't help but frowned .

Then, the scholar stretched out his hand again, with a rock candy in his palm, and said, "Come on, the doctor said that this medicine is very bitter, so I specially bought the candy."

"..." Yan Junyi silently took it and stuffed it into his mouth, it was really sweet.

He Yunqing finally said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can rest, I will write articles in your room, and if you have anything to do, just call."

"..." Yan Junyi's expression froze, "I'm fine now."

"No, no!" He Yun lightly said, "What do you mean nothing? You must lie in bed and rest today! I will stay in the room, don't even think about going out!"

"...You don't need to do this." Yan Junyi was a little speechless.

"Taoist!" He Yunqing supported his shoulders, looking straight into his eyes, "Do you know that if you take care of your body, you will be struck by lightning!"

Yan Junyi was taken aback, "I don't know..."

"So you know now? So get a good night's sleep! Huh?" He Yunqing arranged the pillows on the bed and helped him down.

Yan Junyi looked at him a little helplessly, but saw that the other party took out sandalwood from his bookcase, lit it and put it into a jade-colored cauldron, and then a faint fragrance wafted out.

Then, the scholar whispered softly, "Master Taoist, go to sleep."

Perhaps it was the sandalwood that made people sleep, Yan Junyi's thoughts gradually drifted far, far away.

Seeing him fall asleep again, He Yunqingfang smiled with satisfaction, turned around and sat down at the table to write quickly.

At this time, the sun was shining outside, illuminating the room brightly, and the sandalwood was fragrant, while in the yard, two chickens were leisurely digging the soil and catching insects...

He wrote until the evening, but He Yunqing couldn't read the words clearly, and it was about this time that Fang came back to his senses.

The sandalwood in the cauldron had long been burned out, and when he turned his head, he saw that the person on the bed was still asleep, and his posture hadn't moved a bit, so he didn't disturb him.

Going outside to watch the chicken go back to the cage by itself, suddenly remembered that I had an appointment with Zifei tonight in the wooden house, so I went back to Yan Junyi's room, secretly whispered next to him, "Master Dao, I'll go out for a while, soon Just come back."

After saying that, he quietly went out to close the door, ran to the path in the backyard, and came to the wooden house as fast as he could.

At this time, Nie Zifei was also dressed in white, waiting for him standing on the wooden bridge under the moonlight.

"Zifei!" He Yunqing ran over happily.

"Yun Qing." Nie Zifei turned around and saw him, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Zifei, I'm really sorry." He Yunqing cupped his hands apologetically, "It's obviously rare to see you, but I can't have a good talk with you tonight."

Nie Zifei asked, "What's wrong?"

He Yunqing said, "You don't know, there are more monsters now. I met a rabbit spirit in Fengting Town the day before yesterday. If I hadn't run so fast, I would have been eaten! The monsters are getting more and more rampant now. Even Daoist Yan was seriously injured and had a fever, so weak that he needed someone to take care of him."

"I see." Nie Zifei understood, and said softly, "Since the Taoist priest needs your care, you can go back. Besides, if you don't come tonight, I will go find you."

He Yunqing said embarrassingly, "Actually...Although the Taoist priest has someone to take care of him, I also want to remind Zifei to be very careful, and don't encounter monsters."

Nie Zifei's heart moved, "Could it be that you came here to tell me this, so aren't you afraid of meeting me on the road?"

"Hey hey..." He Yunqing scratched his ears, "I'm not satisfied with Zifei's words, I'm really scared. But I also want to come to meet you, and I hope to remind Xia Zifei so that I don't encounter a man-eating monster."

Nie Zifei stared at him for a while, lowered his eyes, "Thank you."

He Yunqing didn't notice his expression, but only thought that Yan Junyi would have nightmares again, and what to do if he couldn't see him in his sleep, so he hurriedly said, "...Then I'll go back, because I really don't feel at ease with Daoist."

Nie Zifei nodded, "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving." He Yunqing ordered again before going back, "You must be more careful, and run away when you see monsters."

"Well, you too." Nie Zifei smiled slightly, and then looked at his back as he ran back, the smile on his face gradually dissipated.

"Nie Zifei, you seem to have missed another chance." Hu Linger's voice came from behind.

Nie Zifei ignored her and walked straight forward.

Hu Ling'er was annoyed, and flew over to block his face, saying, "I think you should absorb the yang energy of this stupid scholar as soon as possible."

"You don't need to care about it." Nie Zifei looked at her expressionlessly.

"Who cares about you anymore, stop dreaming!" Hu Ling'er said angrily, "I just want you to leave the king as soon as possible!"

Nie Zifei ignored her, and walked around her, "I will find a way by myself, and I will definitely be able to leave the ghost king."

Seeing his determination, Hu Ling'er rolled her eyes, and leaned closer and said, "How can I help you? You are also a man, and you know what men like most."

Nie Zifei glanced at her sideways and replied coldly, "I'm not you."

"Bah, why are you pretending to be pure and pure?" Hu Ling'er said dissatisfied.

It's just that Nie Zifei didn't want to talk to her anymore, so he jumped into the air and disappeared into the night.

"Cut." Hu Ling'er rolled her eyes, and in a flash, she had already returned to the underground palace.

Above the palace, the ghost king was lazily lying on the bed with his clothes open, but his eyes were looking at one place, wondering what he was thinking.

Hu Ling'er guessed that he must be thinking about that bitch Nie Zifei, and felt uneasy for a while, but she showed a coquettish smile on her face, "My lord, Ling'er has absorbed the yang energy of several people in the past two days."

The Ghost King turned to her, "Come here."

As if Hu Ling'er was favored, she immediately stepped forward and knelt in front of him, raised her head and spit out wisps of white smoke from her dantian to cross over.

The ghost king sucked everything into his abdominal cavity and closed his eyes faintly, while Hu Ling'er boldly looked up at his handsome face obsessively, thinking that as long as Nie Zifei leaves quickly, the king will be able to see her!

Just at this moment, the peacock demon and the chicken demon walked in timidly, and knelt down with fear on their faces, "Meet your majesty."

Hu Ling'er looked displeased, annoyed that the two of them interrupted her rare chance to coexist with the king, "What's the matter with you?"

"That great king." The chicken demon reported with a trembling voice, "She'er... died in Qingyun Temple."

Hu Linger immediately guessed the reason, and said with a sneer, "Whoever asked her to act alone deserved to lose her life."

The ghost king pulled his lips, and said leisurely, "Then Yan Junyi still has some Taoism, even if you join forces, you can't hurt him."

Hu Ling'er immediately suggested, "Your Majesty, since Yan Junyi came, there has been a lot of unrest on the mass grave. Wouldn't it be better for you to get rid of him?"

"This time, you only need to tie him down, and there is no need to do unnecessary things." Ghost King said coldly, "He is not an ordinary Taoist priest..."