Jade bone ice muscle

It was snowing heavily outside, and the room was as warm as March in Yangchun.

Yu Wuque flew in, wrapped in the cold air, his feet were covered with snow, and his body was also wet, and he didn't know how to move his feet, for fear of stepping on the master's room and being thrown out on the spot.

When He Bugui called him in, he didn't bother with him at all, he just put on a thin coat and read a book cross-legged on the bed, half of his face was warmed by the candlelight, his complexion was getting better, Yu Wuque felt relieved.

Feeling that the person in front of him didn't move, He Bugui raised his eyelids lazily: "What are you looking at me for?"

Yu Wuque pinched the corner of his clothes, and took the initiative to look for the steps: "Master, the Xuanjie Gate is full of rooms, Ting Fang and the others sleep on the floor, and I'm a bit crowded, can I sleep on the floor here?"

Crane Bugui said expressionlessly, "Impossible."

Yu Wuque let out an "oh" in disappointment: "Then I'll go outside—"

He Bugui changed his posture to read a book: "Would you like to sleep if you have a bed?"

What do you mean, sleep with you?

Yu Wuque's eyes lit up: "I don't sleep honestly, I'm afraid I'll overwhelm my master."

He Bugui was puzzled: "Who wants to sleep with you?"

Kong Zhi happened to push the door open and came in, heard the conversation and said with a smile: "The soft couch has been prepared, I will make the bed for the son in a while, wipe off your sweat and eat first."

The steamed cakes and wontons are all hot, and there are five more fried eggs. I can't sleep after drinking tea at night, so Kongzhi prepares a bowl of milk for Yu Wuque.

He stayed up all night without a break, and during the day he was worried about Master's wind and cold, he was so busy getting medicine to cook, and he was already exhausted and hungry after practicing swords by this time, his chest was so hungry that he ate all the food. Light.

Also took a hot bath in the house.

When the whole person came out smelling hot and fragrant, He Bugui was reading a book by the bed in good spirits, and the small bed prepared by Kongzhi was propped on the other side. Yu Wuque walked over and turned off a lamp.

"It's time to rest, Master, let's see tomorrow."

Crane Bugui muttered: "Not sleepy."

"I'm on my way."

"Can't sleep."

The book was taken away, and He Bugui slapped his thigh: "You are becoming more and more lawless!"

Yu Wuque carried the scroll behind his back, and said confidently, "Master is sick, so you should be obedient. If you don't sleep at this time, you will be sleepy again during the day tomorrow. If things go on like this, you will become a night owl."

Crane Bugui stretched out his hand to grab it, but couldn't reach it, so he used puppet silk fighting, relying on his lack of spiritual power at night, Yu Wuque's playfulness became more playful, flying around with the scrolls hooked, and flew steadily into the charcoal basin.

"Pfft" a fire, the book burned up.

This time I don't need to look at it at all.

Crane Bugui couldn't get up, he gritted his teeth and called him, "Yu! Nothing! Lack!"

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice, Yu Wuque quickly admitted his mistake: "I will pay you a copy, Master, don't be angry, burn it if you burn it, just sleep, it's just a miscellaneous book, it doesn't matter to Master's health."

After being educated inexplicably, the words that I just bought were burned, and Crane Bugui couldn't figure out why I took an apprentice here for food.

In charge of east and west, kicking his nose and face, he might as well go out to practice swords, who cares whether he suffers from cold or starvation.

The crane didn't return, but he was angry: "You don't meddle in other people's business!"

Yu Wuque was aggrieved by the yelling: "You are not someone else."

This is probably the trouble caused by closeness and distance.

A person is used to living alone. He knows how to feel warm and cold. He doesn’t need others to talk about it. He Bugui is always too lazy to take care of his body. When he is hungry, sleepy, cold and sick, he will deliberately drag it on. Anyway, the next day dawn, Lost ones will always be made up for.

But if he ruined himself in such a ignorant way, there would always be an extra person around him who would not be able to see him. He Bugui hated others meddling in his own affairs, but he knew very well that Yu Wuque's actions were out of concern.

Annoyed and distressed, feeling uncomfortable even when angry, He Bugui simply pulled up the quilt and fell asleep, leaving only the back of his head depressed and eyes closed.

Yu Wuque put the book back on the table, then turned off the light and went to bed.In the dark, he could always hear the sound of Crane Bugui turning over. He slept too much during the day, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. Yu Wuque had an idea: "Master, do you want to listen to stories? Tell a few stories and you will feel sleepy."

"Do not want to."

"Then I'll start talking."

"I said I don't want to."

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain called Qianyan Peak, and there were colorful jades all over the mountain. One day, many jade statues popped out with a bang. "

"Uh……"

"These beautiful people all have the same name, Xiao Que. Xiao Que likes to swim in the sea of ​​fire. There is a lake next to Qianyan Peak. The water is boiling hot. When Xiao Que jumps in, they will slowly merge into one. Man, one day, someone fished out the little vacancies one by one."

Halfway through the story, when the crane disappeared, Crane Bugui waited for a long time, scratching his heart itchy, and couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Hey, isn't Master not listening?"

"Forget it."

"Let's talk about it, and then Xiao Que was taken to an iron mountain. I don't know why it is an iron mountain, but the structure is similar to that of Chijin Mountain. It is also surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, and it will fuse faster when soaked in it. "

After waiting for a long time, He Bugui lost his patience: "Do you want to tell a good story or not!"

It's you who say you don't listen, and it's you who yells anxiously.

I don't have a story either, so I have to make it up and tell it now!Yu Wuque searched his brain, and said again: "Then a giant's hand came in from the mountain pass, he waited until Xiao Que melted into a person, and suddenly grabbed the person down, master guess, what's going on?"

If it wasn't for being unable to sleep, Crane Bugui wouldn't be bothered to praise this scene, he said impatiently: "What's the matter."

Yu Wuque made a fool of himself: "He——opened the cap of the sky!"

What a lousy story.

Crane Bugui couldn't bear it anymore, with a strange yin and yang: "If you write scripts for a living, you will have to go to the entrance of the village to beg for food within a month."

"I didn't make it up. These are all scenes from my dreams. I pick and choose the ones I remember and tell Master, how is it? Isn't it a little scary?"

It's not scary at all, and even a little mindless, but if it's a dream, it's worth a listen.

Crane Bugui reluctantly said, "I'm so scared that I'm sleepy, tell me a few more words."

The night was long, and Yu Wuque searched and told the story all night. There was nothing to search for, and he wished to fall asleep immediately and get some fresh material. His eyelids couldn't hold back, and he shouted in vain: "Master, what else do you want to hear?" ?” I really can’t make it up, so let’s sleep.

As a result, Crane Bugui's breathing was long and deep, and Yu Wuque tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day the snow stopped.

Ling Xiao got up early in the morning, and as soon as he opened the window, he saw the figure practicing swords downstairs, he was startled: "Wu Que, you practiced all night yesterday, why did it start again in the morning, what stimulated you? "

"I'm enlightened!"

"You must have taken the wrong medicine." Yue Tingfang just woke up, and came to the window to see the wonderful scenery downstairs, "Grandma Xia beats your butt to bloom, but I don't see you getting up early to practice swords. It's all down the mountain, but practice I have to be more diligent than anyone else, I must have taken the wrong medicine."

When it came to medicine, Ling Xiao hurriedly put on his clothes: "I still have to make medicine for Shangxian Taiwei, I'll go first."

Yu Wuque called him to stop: "I've been up early, brother Xiao will prepare some bottles of wind-cold pills for me when I have time, and I'll take them with me on the way."

Ling Xiao laughed at him: "Wu Que has become considerate, I'll prepare it for you right away."

Yue Tingfang yawned and admired the demeanor of practicing sword for a while, then shook his head again and again: "Shangxian hasn't risen yet, no one will watch you put in so much effort."

Yu Wuque retorted: "Practicing seriously, you should be you, sycophant."

Wu Qinglan was still sitting in front of the mirror and doing her makeup, just finished drawing her eyebrows, said quietly: "I put on the makeup for a whole hour, and he practiced the sword for a whole hour, it seems like he really worked hard, brother Yue, Wu Que's sword skills were not as good as yours before, I just saw that he has made great progress, and if he works hard for a few more days, he might overtake you."

Yue Tingfang couldn't believe it: "That won't work! How can I be the big brother who is stronger than me? Take the sword!"

The two of them competed with swords and clubs in the yard early in the morning. Yu Wuque, who has always been a loser, even had a tie with Yue Tingfang today. With some combat experience, I'm afraid I really can't tell the difference.

When the fight was in full swing, the window in the next room opened, Yu Wuque immediately put away his sword, and greeted him refreshedly: "Master is up, what do you want to eat?"

Kong Zhi showed his head: "Master said, let's go downstairs and eat together. You don't have to do it. It's cold outside. Come in and change into clean clothes."

Yue Tingfang stopped him and asked, "Are you still cooking breakfast? Why didn't you ask me just now if I wanted to eat?"

Yu Wuque glanced at him sideways: "Then do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat, do you want to do it?"

"Don't do it."

Yue Tingfang punched him: "Are you still a brother?"

Yu Wuque put his arms around him and walked into the house: "Be careful, why worry about this, can it be the same?"

"What's the difference."

"That's my master."

"I didn't see you cooking for Chang Si."

That's even more different.

Daoist Changsi is not picky about food and has a petty temper. He sleeps at night and punches in the morning. He never stays up late, drinks health soup all year round and loves to soak his feet. Crane Bugui is like a child with a temper. Starve yourself if it doesn't taste good, can you coax it?

Yu Wuque dropped a sentence: "You don't understand!"

Sitting down to eat, it was the first time for the disciples to have breakfast with Shangxian Taiwei at such a close distance. Several people were silent and very reserved. Ling Lan and Ling Xiao stared at a drawer of steamed buns in a daze, and no one dared to speak first say.

Everyone knows that Ling Lan was taken away by Lie Yantang, but why is Lie Yantang looking for Ling Si in such a hurry, and why Xuanjiemen and Xueyuan Palace suddenly fought? No one can figure it out. He answered all questions without question, and he didn't know anything about it.

As for what happened to the master and the apprentice who hadn't returned all night, and why Shangxian was so seriously ill as soon as he came back, Yu Wuque also remained silent.

But Taiwei Shangxian was cold because of Ling Lan. She violated the rules of the sect and went out to find someone privately, but was caught by others to threaten and lure her, and involved the other three people in dangerous situations. Each of the four had their own faults. I was thinking about how to plead guilty.

Ling Lan put down the bowl, stood up and said, "Shangxian Taiwei, I know I was wrong, please punish me."

"So are we."

Ling Xiao and Yue Tingfang also stood up knowingly, with their heads lower than the other. Wu Qinglan, who was peeling the dough of the steamed buns with her fingers, was lifted up and stood at a loss.

Yu Wuque "teng" to join in the fun together.

Crane Bugui glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

"Teacher knew beforehand that there was a crime of refusing to report."

Crane Bugui sneered, I don't know you yet?

Afraid that he would be angry with his thunder and really lose his little friend, so he suffered from the heroic disease again, so he wanted to be an early bird to block the gun.

This is to stand up because the crane will not return and will not punish him. How should I put it, it is a bit arrogant.

Crane Bugui gave him a blank look: "Your crime of not reporting when you knew about it will be charged later, as for the others."

Yu Wuque looked helplessly: "Master."

The crane doesn't return so I don't bother to argue with the younger generation: "Sit down and eat, and Kongzhi will send you back to the mountain later. I have already written a letter and told Mu Qingjun that I asked you to come here for this trip. I will bring some goods back to make a business trip. Don't worry about the rest. Talk too much."

Yu Wuque winked at Ling Xiao: Master will not punish.

Ling Xiao hurriedly said: "Thank you, Shangxian Taiwei."

Ling Lan asked worriedly: "How is he?"

"The whereabouts are unknown." Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, He Bugui made a point, "Everyone has their destiny, and the road is chosen by themselves. You and Ling Xiao still want to support the Yulingzong, so take care of yourself first."

Ling Lan nodded lightly: "I was confused."

He Bugui glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "There must be no next time."

Several people said in unison: "The disciple will return to the mountain as soon as possible, and nothing will happen again."

After breakfast, I have to pack my luggage and hurry.

Kong Zhi is responsible for escorting his disciples back to the mountain, and driving horses has become a job for Yu Wuque. When the servant is not around, he has to take care of his master by himself. In his free time, he is also randomly checked on his studies. Although he is tired, he has received a few compliments from Yu Wuque. Also very happy.

After walking for another three days, they finally arrived at the foot of Wuliang Mountain, and the horse refused to go any further.Yu Wuque had no choice but to tie the carriage in the woods and walk up the mountain with the burden and the master on his back.

The mountain road was rugged and meandering upwards seemingly without end. After walking for three or four hours, Yu Wuque found a big rock for the crane to rest.

Strange to say, there were obviously spiritual power radiating from the magic circle everywhere, and the buzzing made the ears hurt, but nothing happened along the way.

He heard a few more hummings, but this time the humming didn't dissipate immediately, Yu Wuque suddenly felt strange, fetched water and hurried back to look for the crane but couldn't return.

"Master, did you hear the strange noise, I—"

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Yu Wuque stopped abruptly.

Crane Bugui sat on the big rock just now, but behind him there were five black clay figurines. These clay figurines seemed to grow out of the ground, and their texture was like oil. They kept growing and dripped down to the ground sticky and greasy. They have already taken human form, their faces are blurred, but they are holding on to the robes of the crane that does not return.

And Crane Bugui just sat there quietly.

Yu Wuque drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Don't come here." He Bugui didn't turn his head back, and said weakly, "Don't come here, first look around to see if there is any problem."

"No." Yu Wuque looked around anxiously and confirmed, "What are these things? Why are they looking for you and not me? They have already met you!"

"It's nothing, they were born from their own minds." He Bugui turned his head slowly and tried to touch one of the clay figurines. His face was full of sadness and intolerance. He tried to stay awake and told Yu Wuque, "The triple realm of Buddhism, see For yourself, see the world, see all beings. Yu Wuque, the first test to go to Wuliangzhai is to see yourself."

"You have a pure mind and don't care about people, so you can't see them." He Bugui finally took the hand of one of the clay figurines, and said sadly, "My teacher has a lot of demons in his heart. When he sees himself, he can't escape."

Crane Bugui's hand was gradually swallowed by black sludge, Yu Wuque shouted: "Master, be careful!"

He rushed over, almost slashed with his sword, but He Bugui looked at one of the clay figurines seriously, and called out with a choked voice: "Master, do you want me?"