Jade bone ice muscle

Yu Wuque lay there hard for three days.

Wake up and eat, eat and sleep every day, and go round and round again, just like raising pigs.He has met all ten brothers of the Xia family, coming in and out, serving the left and right, they are very polite and considerate, but they lack some popularity.

However, the decoction of Yongle Zhenren really worked. After three days, Yu Wuque could already sit up.

On this day, Kongzhi sent medicine again.

"Why are you up, son? Do you feel better today?"

Yu Wuque laughed heartlessly: "It's much better."

Kongzhi looked at the bed full of sawdust, and was shocked: "What are you doing, sir?"

"Well, I saw that the parts of Xia Si's elbow were severely worn out, so I found materials to make a new one for it, so that I can replace the other parts as well."

In front of Yu Wuque was a dustpan that was as big as the sky, but it couldn't catch the sawdust he flew around. There was also a small round bowl that was warmed over the charcoal fire beside the bed, and it contained a dark golden unidentified liquid.

"There is a lot of humidity here. Applying a layer of this can prevent the wood from rotting. I saw that Taiwei Shangxian also applied a similar layer. It's just that Xia Si and the others probably didn't take care of themselves for a long time, and the paint fell off. Do you want the upper floor?"

"It turned out that these were placed in the bottles and jars transported from down the mountain."

Kongzhi held the parts in his hand and looked at them carefully. Not to mention, this waterproof coating used to be a crane and tried hundreds of liquid medicines day and night before it was suitable. I didn't expect Yu Wuque to do it too come out.

"Thank you for your kindness, my lord. The close servants have a fixed time for maintenance. The master has to do it himself, and no one else is allowed."

Yu Wuque's hands froze: "Then I'll change parts for Xia Si and the others, won't Shangxian be angry?"

"No, it's just that the young master likes to do these things. I will send the booklet to the young master according to the master's order. When the legs and feet are ready, I will leave these things to the young master."

Yu Wuque took a thick booklet, flipped through it, and was immediately dumbfounded.

There are three hundred trivial matters in the inner book, ranging from "every leaf in the lotus pond must be scrubbed", "every strand of beard of the jade lion on the stone bridge must be polished again", these are still reasonable, even more outrageous Yes, for example, "Shangxian's tea leaves should be distributed in the same direction" and "Bath water should have three parts of flower fragrance, three parts of leaf fragrance and four parts of lively color and fragrance".

On the cover, it says "Important Book" solemnly, but the content is random with "I have nothing to do but I have to make up a few things".

Thinking that the reason why the crane does not return is that there is no other way to torture him other than to close the door and beat him, so he forcefully conspires to detain him with the most important things.

Yu Wuque smiled but squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Disciple is punished, please tell Shangxian, I'll make sure he's satisfied."

……

In the past few days of recuperating, He Bugui never asked about Yu Wuque again. If Kongzhi hadn't come to inform him if he had something to do, He Bugui almost forgot that he had someone arrested.

Shangxian Taiwei was bored doing things in the main hall. The situation was the same as that of Yu Wuque, who was almost the eldest brother's second brother. The ground was covered with debris, several pots of charcoal fires warmed the paint, the cup holders that kept the liquid flowing were propped aside, and the bamboo tubes collided from time to time. There was a crisp sound of "bang".

He sat cross-legged on the messy ground, often sitting for hours at a time.

Kong Zhi pushed the door open and came in, straight to the point: "Master, Mr. Yu wants to borrow something again."

That bastard borrows the grinding machine today, burns the stove tomorrow, and stows the tongue the next day. It is simply a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.Kong Zhi got the order early in the morning, and he will not be punished during the recuperation period, but he will be given whatever he wants, and there is no need to report it specifically, so he will take it after reporting it.

I came here to report today, and it seems that what I want is not an ordinary item.

Crane Bugui raised his head in a daze and asked, "What the hell is he doing? Isn't it because his legs are still bad and he can't get off the ground?"

"Young Master Yu can't stay idle. Although he couldn't get out of bed, he made a miniature table on the bed and started to make puppets. Except for repairing the damaged ones, Xia Yuyuan's servants were all moved by him to make waterproof and Lubricating the joints saves maintenance work this year."

The crane does not return: "..."

"Young Master Yu also wants to borrow some shark yarn and squid grass, saying that he wants to imitate the cunning rabbit to make a new puppet and place the soul core. He originally planned to find such a place for the cunning rabbit, but he didn't have the money to buy it. Now that we have it, it's convenient. I tried to ask if I could borrow them, but these two things are so valuable that I dare not give them away easily, so I came to ask the master what he meant."

Shark gauze imitates skin, and squid grass imitates hair. These two things come from the deep sea, and they are both rare materials for making mimetic puppets. One or two of them are worth fifty red jade, which can be described as precious. Ordinary Yanshi usually spend energy and financial resources on puppets. In terms of mobility and practicality, they are not willing to spend a lot of money to do the higher pursuit of mimicry in terms of appearance and craftsmanship.

Only the top Yanshi like Hebugui must pursue the ultimate in all aspects, and every puppet in his hands is guaranteed to be something extraordinary, so that he can maintain a constant craftsman's heart.

It is also because of this that his puppets are expensive regardless of their size. Every year Qianhefang sells the reservations for Crane Bugui Yanjia, and they will hold an auction in Qianhe City. The highest price in history is a puppet. ——Fang Xiang, the tomb-suppressing beast to ward off evil spirits and kill ghosts, 80 gold and jade, also came from the hands of the crane that does not return.In order to grab the quota, there have been many bloody incidents where heads were broken among Taoist sects.

The Fukong Palace is the wealthiest place in Tianji Palace. It has everything it wants, but not everything can be given away.

Maybe it was because of the phrase "I raised all the rabbits", or maybe Yu Wuque's attitude as a Yanshi was recognized by He Bugui, and he agreed after thinking for a while.

"Kongzhi, you make an account book, and he will give him whatever he wants in the future, no matter how expensive it is, but the account should be written clearly."

"But the son's family background is ordinary, let alone the future, he may not even be able to pay back just a couple of squid."

"I don't expect him to pay it back." He Bugui said arrogantly, "If you want to use it, you have to use it for a reason. Only when you owe a debt can you understand that everything is not easy to get."

He Bugui paused and asked, "How much is the monthly salary for the handyman at the foot of the mountain?"

Kong knew: "The last handyman is one hundred ocher jade per month."

"According to this calculation, it will be credited directly from the account."

One thousand ocher jade is worth one red jade, and the price of one tael of squid grass is fifty red jade. Kongzhi did a quick mental calculation and came to the conclusion that if the wages of a handyman were equal, Yu Wuque would have to work for 40 years.

"The master has worked hard, this is to sharpen Mr. Yu's temperament."

Good intentions, bad intentions and suffering are another matter. If you give away so many things for no reason, you have to find some excuses for yourself, and you are willing to give Yu Wuque the materials. Good intentions, Crane Bugui does not want to be noticed and misunderstood.

If there are too many debts of favor to each other, unnecessary intimacy will arise.

It's just an insignificant person. If the other party really feels that he owes something, he also hopes that it's not a debt of favor, but only related to money and other external things.

"I've been busy these few days, you don't have to go into the palace, let the drug puppet stand by, and no one will come if you give orders."

"Yes."

……

For another three days, Kongzhi took the medicine puppet to Xia Yuyuan.

After laying down for six days, Yu Wuque was almost healed. The flesh injury was a trivial matter. The fire poison on his leg had been pulled out, but the large piece of flesh and blood that had been cut off did not grow back so quickly. The drug puppet carefully removed the gauze, and the exposed bones really made Yu Wuque Wu Que was taken aback.

Kongzhi pressed his shoulder and said: "My lord endured a little pain. After removing the medicine, he will perform the flesh regeneration technique. This technique is extremely painful, but it can restore the flesh and blood to its original state."

Yu Wuque sat down with frowning brows, grabbed the corner of the quilt and asked, "I know this technique, it's the unique skill of Immortal Yongle, and the drug puppet has also learned it?"

Kongzhi smiled faintly: "The master knows it, and the medicine puppet will naturally. This technique has been improved. It was originally used on the puppet. The young master's injury is skin but not bone, so it happens to work. Otherwise, I still have to invite the real Yongle to come and heal it. It's started, young master, don't move around."

Liandong and Fufang two drug puppets stepped forward and carefully cut off the rotten tendons. It hurts to cut off the knife, but the drug puppets cut the knife simply, and the force was concentrated on the wrist, walking within a millimeter from the bone. Experience Sophisticated as if performing a performance of Paodingjieniu.

Yu Wuque's attention was so focused on the medicine puppet's movements that he could endure the excruciating pain.

Generally speaking, Yanshi's skills are very well learned, and it can be taught to puppets by at most three points, and it takes day and night to train to achieve this effect. However, the puppet who has not returned to the crane can use the blood regeneration technique so well, it is really impressive. Breathtaking.

Not to mention being a puppet, even a cultivator can't use this kind of magic without super strong spiritual control and understanding. What's more, the source of this magic is Yongle Daoist, who is an elder who has reached the Mahayana stage, and the magic is exquisite It is impossible to be learned casually, and only people with the same or higher cultivation level as him have this ability.

It can be calculated from this that the puppet's skills should be in the same lineage as Taiwei Shangxian, and a puppet that can be in the same lineage as Yanshi is like a right-hand man. Yu Wuque has been training his own puppet according to this idea, but he got it today. The puppet who sees the crane and does not return has reached the level he dreamed of.

"Kongzhi, do you also have a driving device similar to the soul core in your body?"

Without the need for a puppet to lead him, and the wisdom to control his actions, and even being able to learn such advanced spells, Yu Wuque could only guess like this. Asked the right direction.

"I guess, this thing should be directly connected with Shangxian Taiwei. He can hear what you hear. Naturally, what you want to say is also what he wants you to say. So you can at least use the spells he knows. To fifty percent?"

Kongzhi stared at Yu Wuque's outstretched fingers, and replied, "Ten percent."

Yu Wuque opened his mouth in shock.

Is this the legendary top hagana!

"Tell me, what the hell is your drive? Hiss—"

The drug puppet has absorbed its spiritual power, its legs are intact, its skin is as fair and smooth as before, and it is no longer possible to see that it was once burned to the bone, and the regenerated skin is a little fragile, the cloth is itchy and painful when it is swept, Kongzhi opened his mouth while Yu Wuque Talk, stuff a pill in.

"Don't ask if there are too many young masters. The master doesn't like people asking about these things. Well, let's take care of him for another day. From tomorrow, young masters will start to do things according to the important book. I'll go first."

On the first day he recovered from his illness, Yu Wuque, who had been confined for six days and could not go out, was like an exempted prisoner in death row, and let the wind go wild.

He has a justifiable reason-to survey the terrain.

Soraka patiently took him around every corner of the Floating Temple.

Yu Jian went to the top of the main hall and wanted to say hello to Shangxian Taiwei, but was knocked down by the barrier. Other than that, the one-day tour of the floating hall went smoothly.

Yu Wuque was completely eye-opened.

There are four courtyards outside the main hall of Fukong Hall, named after "Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits" and "Dong Lei Xia Yu".

Qiushiyuan is the warehouse where the puppets and Yanjia are parked. You can see how fine the workmanship of the puppets is, but it is the first time to see the giant Yanjia Yuwuque up close. Just quietly parked in front of him, Yu Wuque was both shocked and envious.

When he walked to Chunhua Garden, he was so shocked by the arrogance of wealth and honor that he was speechless and choked.There are all kinds of materials stored here in different categories, all of which are hard to find outside. No wonder it is so easy to find Shangxian to borrow shark yarn and squid grass. I dare to say that there is nothing expensive in his warehouse, and he doesn't care about those few things at all.

Donglei Court is the training ground, and Xia Yu Court belongs to the guest hall, and it is now occupied by Yu Wuque.

After walking around, Yu Wuque scratched at the door, and a thought suddenly came to him.

Crane Bugui's uncanny craftsmanship, don't you want to find someone to pass it on?

If he thought, besides himself, could he find another perfect person to be his apprentice in this world?

No!

Yu Wuque asked boldly: "Kongzhi, is your master still accepting disciples?"

Kongzhi was stunned and said: "Master does not accept disciples."

"Why not?" Yu Wuque stood up straight, patted his chest with his head held high, "What do you think of me?"

"Young master is very good, handsome and unrestrained, high-spirited, although the master does not accept apprentices, but there is already a place for a young master in the Fukong Palace." Kongzhi covered his face with a chuckle and said, "The handyman has wages, and apprentices can get paid." No, the young master is at ease."

Look, even the puppet will be weird.

Wouldn't it be a waste of talent to be just a handyman?

But it's right to think about it, even if He Bugui accepts apprentices, he must accept good ones, who would want a stubborn disciple who killed his beloved spirit beast the first time he saw him.

Yu Wuque regretted more and more that he shot too hard and did not leave a good impression on the Shangxian. Since he came to the Fukong Temple and opened his eyes, he saw Taiwei Shangxian's strength, and the word "apprentice" entered his mind.

He had a lot of calculations in his mind, He Bugui punished him, so he behaved well, not only to try to get He Bugui to forgive him as soon as possible, but if he could be treated differently, it would be the best plan to join the teacher's school and devote himself to learning art, if not, One or two pointers and a few words of praise from the gods are better than ten years of self-enlightenment.

In the next few days, Yu Wuque, who secretly set his goal, worked as hard as chicken blood, sweeping the fallen leaves in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, weeding the weeds in the martial arts field, chopping firewood in the kitchen, serving the pregnant crested ibis in Fukong Mountain, and so on.

Doing one thing at a time, I never thought that troubles would happen. The crested ibis laid eggs smoothly, and Yu Wuque had one more thing-incubating eggs.

There is no mental work, it is all hard work, so every day when the sun goes down and returns to Xia Yuyuan, Yu Wuque is exhausted and his head is empty. The food he brings is always the same taste.

Half a month passed, and I lost a lot of weight.

Kongzhi thought that he was so diligent because he was short of money and wanted to earn wages, so he specially sent ten ocher jade as a reward for his contribution in midwifery.

Yu Wuque was not very happy, not to mention listening to Crane Bugui boasting about himself in the past half month, he didn't even see each other.

If things go on like this, the skills can't be learned, and it's impossible to touch the edge of the teacher's door. Instead, he will grow a body of tight muscles after doing rough work, as if he came to the Fukong Temple to strengthen his body.

One day, I was chopping firewood in the woodshed when suddenly there was a strange noise behind me.

"Wu Que! I finally saw you!" Yue Tingfang was hanging bags and bags, poking his head outside the fence. When he saw Yu Wu Que, he almost burst into tears. "Are you okay? I heard you were almost beaten to death!"

"Tingfang?" Yu Wuque threw down his ax and rushed towards him, "Why are you here! Wow, these are all for me? Take them out quickly, the soup is so empty these days, I'm so hungry!"

The young man didn't pay much attention, and sat on the floor pulling away some wood. Yu Wuque was so hungry that he gorged himself, laughing at the same time.

Yue Tingfang opened his trousers to check the injury. Seeing the scars, he felt relieved: "Reverend Yongle explained to us the lava of Chijin Mountain. It's scary. Fortunately, you have a special constitution and you recovered really quickly."

"Reverend Yongle's medicine works, and with Taiwei Shangxian taking care of me, I'm already fine."

"Eat slowly, these are your one-month supply, and you can finish them in one day. I'll see what you do."

"To be happy in life is to be happy. If you have wine today, do it today." Yu Wuque said a lot of fallacies and heresies, and asked again, "What is a month's allowance? By the way, how did you come here? Didn't you say that people are not allowed to enter and leave the Fukong Temple on weekdays?" ?"

"Master went to ask the palace lord, Taiwei Shangxian probably looked at the palace lord's face, so he accommodated me to see you once a month."

Yue Tingfang took out a handkerchief to wipe Yu Wuque's mouth, and sighed: "Master has given up on going down the mountain to intercede for you, and only asked to bring daily necessities and food."

Yu Wuque responded with a "hmmm" and didn't care at all.

Yue Tingfang saw that he ate as if he had never seen meat before, and thought that it was true as the rumors outside said. After being beaten in the Fukong Temple, he was tortured for a long time, including but not limited to not being fed and clothed, copying scriptures every day and being punished to kneel down. Cut firewood to boil water.

This is all the suffering that the young master can know. He put himself in, and immediately felt very sorry for his good brother, and was so worried that he cried in the next second.

Yue Tingfang: "Wu Que, Taiwei Shangxian promises to see you once a month, which means that he will not let you go down the mountain in a short time, and you have to stay here even if the Yunding Conference is held. Ling Xiao's selection as a personal disciple is a big deal , we have agreed, wait for him to choose and go down the mountain to drink together."

Of course, such a big event is impossible for Yu Wuque to forget. Ling Xiao, like Yue Tingfang, is a brother who has been with him since childhood. Brother Gao Sheng, how can he be absent?

Thinking of this Yu Wuque is also worrying.

"Shangxian Taiwei arranged a book full of chores for me, more than 300 things must be done, and he didn't say that he can go down the mountain after finishing."

Yue Tingfang couldn't believe it, and said in a low voice: "What kind of punishment is this, it seems to be deliberately making things difficult for you."

Yu Wuque is thinking about apprenticeship, even if it is deliberately making things difficult, it is still a test!

He waved his hand and said: "Shangxian's arrangement has his own deep meaning. I will try my best to do it well. I can't guarantee that Ling Xiao will definitely arrive. Try my best."

Yue Tingfang glanced at him in disgust: "Then write me a list of what you want, and I'll bring it to you next time, and this, put it away, the master gave you the best medicine for bruises, If you get hit again..."

Yu Wuque murmured: "Master, can you wish me a treat?"

"Then you are blaming Master wrongly. Shangxian Taiwei has a weird temper and is well known for his cold and arrogant temper. Master is afraid that you will not get along with him, and he will make people anxious and can't bear to go around."

"Then Master thinks too much. I've been living here for a month now. I've never met him except the day I was beaten. The Immortal doesn't take care of me. Why are you so anxious?" Yu Wuque He asked, "When you came here, did you go to see the Immortal? Did he see you?"

"I didn't see it. I heard that the servant at the door said that Shangxian was unwell and thanked the guests behind closed doors. No, I also brought a tonic for the palace master. When I sent it in, I could smell the strong smell of medicine in the palace."

Yu Wuque was taken aback: "Sick?"

Turning to ask Xia Yi, the puppet said concisely: "Master is sick."

"What symptoms? Is it serious? How long have you been sick? Do you want me to take care of you?"

The puppet said he didn't know at all, and warned Yu Wuque not to disturb him.

Yue Tingfang was surprised: "A sycophant."

"You know shit."

The self-cultivation of a reserve student must include taking care of his sick master. Even if he is not an apprentice, if he sheltered him once because of the failure of the crane, this favor should be repaid.

Xia Yi: "Young Master Yue, it's almost time for dinner."

The puppet drove people away, Yue Tingfang had no choice but to say goodbye reluctantly: "Wu Que, I have to go, I will see you next month, take care."

"Come on, you, I'm fine here, tell Master, Ling Xiao and grandma, don't worry."

After seeing off his friend, Yu Wuque chopped firewood quickly, and then went into the kitchen next door to become a cook.

The daily meals are made by puppets, and the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar are placed in strict proportion, so the taste remains the same for thousands of years, and there are only those kinds of dishes that come and go. Well, he has already cooked and improved the food by himself, and today he has an undeniable reason.

Just when the puppet came back with an untouched dinner, Yu Wuque hurriedly asked, "I haven't eaten a bite, does Shangxian have no appetite?"

The puppet said: "The master has been like this recently. It is common for a few days without a grain of rice."

"How can I do that!" Yu Wuque rolled up his cuffs and stood behind the stove, "People are iron and rice are steel. If you don't eat for a day, you will feel hungry, and if you don't have dinner, you must have a bite for supper."

"Master never eats late at night."

"There are always exceptions in illness." Yu Wuque started to make noodles, "Grandma taught them all, let me try and carry them away when the time comes, just in case the gods will reward me with face."

Yu Wuque did it himself, steamed the five-spice cake, fried a plate of Yuan Huanxi, and served it with a bowl of sweet lily soup. He didn't know what ailment the crane was suffering from, so he had to add medicinal herbs to the sweets, so that there would be no mistakes. In order to prevent him from picking up his mouth and not eating sweet ones, he also boiled old hen soup with wild ginseng.

After doing this, the moon is already high.

Yu Wuque took the food box and delivered it in person.

The Fukong Hall is brightly lit like daytime.

Kong Zhi stopped the man outside the hall: "The master does not allow anyone to disturb you. I thank you for the master's kindness. The child's time has passed, and the master will not eat anymore."

Yu Wuque patted the box: "This is supper, it's eaten at midnight, it's not delicious until this hour, hey hey——"

Kong Zhi said that he would not let in the door, the guards in front of the door were heavily guarded, and it was not appropriate to rush into the main hall just to flatter, but after working hard all night, he did these few things, and he was sick, so he couldn't do without eating.

Yu Wuque took the food box and walked a few steps, but was really unwilling, turned around and shouted suddenly: "Disciple Yu Wuque visited Shangxian Taiwei and made some night snacks to replenish the body. I would like to invite Shangxian to eat some. I wish you a speedy recovery." !"

Kong Zhi: "..."

"Disciple Yu Wuque pays homage to Taiwei Shangxian! If the Shangxian doesn't make a sound, then he is acquiescing to me to come in?"

Kong Zhi frowned: "My lord, don't make any noise, or I will let the sword puppet bombard people."

Yu Wuque was very thick-skinned, and continued to shout: "Am I really coming in?"

"Too small and immortal?"

"Shangxian?"

The hall was unusually quiet, compared to usual, there was no sound of machines running.

He Bugui was the most annoying who would quarrel with him, Yu Wuque was so presumptuous that he didn't see scolding coming from inside, it was strange.

Kongzhi and Kongwu glanced at each other, and couldn't help knocking on the door: "Master?"

Yu Wuque took the opportunity to get closer: "Is Shangxian sleeping?"

Kongzhi frowned: "It shouldn't be, but why..."

Yu Wuque saw that his expression was wrong: "Shangxian is sick, don't you don't know if you are unwell, open it and have a look!"

"The master forbids us to enter the palace without authorization."

"Hey, you're really brainless." Yu Wuque said anxiously, "I'll go in and have a look, anyway, it's going to be a beating."

"Young master, don't—"

squeak-

Yu Wuque had already pushed the door open.

He said "Shangxian" stuck in his throat, and he saw a person lying on the ground.

Crane Bugui Rutiao's hair was disheveled, he was only wearing a thin pajamas, he had been unconscious for an unknown amount of time, and he was still holding a carving knife firmly in his hand.

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The author has something to say:

Currency conversion is like this

1 gold jade = 1000 red jade

1 red jade = 1000 ocher jade

1 ocher jade = 1000 shell jade

Taiwei Shangxian = Wealth can rival a country

Yuwuque = penniless

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I’m sorry that I have to update it every other day. It’s really because the number of words in each chapter is exploding. It’s very difficult to apply for the list if the data is not good. If the number of words is too many, you won’t be able to apply for the list. Forgive me, little angels, for forcing the author to get into V’s collection Life is hard, but don’t worry if you enter the pit, I will finish it well no matter how shitty the data is, and I will never abandon the pit