Jade bone ice muscle
Chapter 9
Seeing this situation, Kongzhi Kongwu pushed Yu Wuque away and rushed in, followed by the medicine puppet who didn't know where he was, carrying the medicine box.
They were not as surprised as Yu Wuque, but they looked worried and kept silent. They took the pulse and fed the medicine in one go.
Crane Bugui's face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly closed, his breathing was so shallow that he almost lost his ups and downs, like a puppet that would break at the touch of a touch, he should have been carving mortise and tenon before, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, his hand was accidentally crushed A cut was made, the wound has scabbed over, and the blood on the ground has dried up, so it can be seen that no one noticed after lying here for a long time.
A bunch of brains.
Yu Wuque cursed again in his heart, knowing that Crane Bugui was sick, he let him carve wood with a candle until late at night, not to mention reminding him to go to bed early, he didn't even dare to enter the palace. Did you not take good care of people?
The puppets wanted to carry Crane Bugui to the bed, but they moved around, they were cautious even moving the clothes, let alone touching the master's body. Hook the knees and back, and directly hug the person.
Thanks to chasing chickens and geese all year round, and the fact that he has been able to do physical work for half a month, although he is only sixteen, his muscles are tight enough to hug a crane.
But this person is also too thin.
He Bugui is tall and a cultivator, but it doesn't take much effort to hold him in his arms. He can feel the shape of his ribs through his thin clothes when he hugs his narrow waist. After pinching the person, he also imitated the puppet and stood up carefully, and placed it lightly on the bed.
After covering the quilt, Yu Wuque stepped aside to be served by the drug puppet. He stood aside, and was able to observe Taiwei Shangxian's main body closely.
His face was covered with sickness, and he couldn't see the slightest majesty. Compared with the high-ranking immortal, He Bugui at this time was more like a beauty lingering on a sick bed. There was no sign of spiritual power surging around him. Purple, cold hands and feet, obviously a symptom of physical weakness.
I haven't seen you for half a month, and everyone is thin, how could you be so sick?
Yu Wuque asked worriedly, "Is there anything I can do?"
Kong Zhi shook his head: "We will deal with it, you don't have to worry about it, Young Master."
"What ailment did Shangxian Taiwei suffer from, did he suffer from it before?"
Kongzhi was silent for a moment and said, "Master's private matter, it's inconvenient to talk about it."
After getting bored, Yu Wuque had no choice but to step back and clean up the table.
After the medicine puppet administered the needles, they began to send spiritual energy. They were tacit and orderly, obviously very experienced in dealing with such emergencies.
After only a stick of incense, the decocted medicine came in, and Kongzhi remembered that Yu Wuque was still looking for something to do, so he refused to leave, so he chased him away: "My lord, are you still going back?"
"I'll leave after Shangxian wakes up. I don't feel relieved when he's so sick."
Yu Wuque cleaned up the sawdust on the table and table, and went to wipe the bookshelf, when he heard Baba coming over with a food box: "I made these all night, I have to let the gods taste it anyway."
Kong Zhi glanced at the person on the bed: "I'm afraid the master can't eat, he hasn't eaten anything recently."
"Now that you are sick, you have to eat even more." Yu Wuque said old-fashionedly, "You guys just listen to him too much. He won't eat if he says he won't eat. Can you get better if you don't eat?"
Soraka blinked.
"Grandma's specialty dishes, I have learned a lot, and I promise to leave when he eats a few mouthfuls. It's not bad, okay?"
"But……"
"Come on."
Yu Wuque moved a stool and sat on the head of the bed, with his legs up: "Since I am a handyman recognized by the Shangxian, I should also serve the bedside, just like you, I can't sleep peacefully without watching him wake up. "
Kong Zhi stared at the dessert and chicken soup in the food box, and finally acquiesced to Yu Wuque to stay.
……
An hour passed, and Crane Bugui woke up.
The dormitory has always been quiet, and even the slightest noise would attract his attention, not to mention the familiar chirping sound today, he followed the sound and saw a white clothed man sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, lowering his head and carving something seriously.
Sure enough, it was Yu Wuque.
Breaking into the dormitory privately is going against the sky.
He Bugui sat up propped up, opened his mouth to question, his throat tightened, and he coughed earth-shatteringly.
Yu Wuque raised his head sharply: "Shangxian has woken up?"
He put down the things in his hands, and immediately trotted over with the white water that had been dried, squatted in front of the bed and handed it to He Bugui: "Moisturize your throat, the temperature is just right."
He Bugui pushed away the water glass, stared at him and asked, "Who let you in?"
"I broke in."
"presumptuous."
He Bugui had a hoarse voice, and said the word "presumptuous" weakly. If he sat on the main seat of the hall, frowned and tilted his head to say "presumptuous", Yu Wuque would feel a little bit of back pain, but now The sick beauty was nestled in the quilt, her hair was loose, and she couldn't hear the meaning of blame at all.
What's more, tonight when the incident happened suddenly, Yu Wuque had already gone down to the ground, hugged and embraced him, what a rush to a palace, he had grown a lot more courageous.
"Yes, yes, I am presumptuous, please don't get angry, Shangxian, and listen to my explanation."
He squatted down honestly, staring at people with bright eyes, very sincerely: "Tingfang came to see me today and said that the god was sick, so I made some supper to make up for you, how did you call when it was delivered?" No one responded, so I broke into the hall. You fainted in the hall and frightened me, even though Kong knew that they gave you medicine, I didn’t dare to leave until you woke up.”
He Bugui glanced at the table and asked: "Then what were you doing just now?"
"After tidying up the table, I went to wipe the Duobaoge. I remembered that when I came in, the Shangxian was peeling something. I was afraid that you were in a hurry, and there were drawings on the case, so... I finished it for you without authorization. The tenon is simple, according to your drawing. Made from drawings."
The mortise stands on the table case, neatly arranged one by one, and the knife workmanship is good.
The food box was kept warm on the fumigation, and it smelled very fragrant. Yu Wuque was carrying a rag on his shoulder, with his cuffs rolled up, as if he had done some work, but he was not lying.
That night, the carpenter, cook, and handyman did all the work. It seemed that he had been left alone for half a month, and he was quite self-conscious.
Thinking of him with a warm heart, He Bugui's eyes softened a bit, it didn't matter if he was seen in a state of embarrassment and sickness, he was afraid that the people who saw him would remember him, and so on. Gui couldn't stand it, but he was uncomfortable, he subconsciously didn't refuse, and leaned softly.
"Shangxian, drink some water first."
"If you don't drink water, bring tea."
"If you don't drink tea, it hurts your stomach." Yu Wuque forced the white water to He Bugui: "You haven't eaten for a long time, the tea is too stimulating, it's better to drink water."
The crane does not return: "..."
Crane Bugui didn't bother to talk, took it and took a sip.
Seeing that he was obedient, Yu Wuque hurriedly opened the food box: "Shangxian eats something again, how can the disease be cured by just drinking water, they are all soft and glutinous, which one should I eat first?"
With bitterness in his mouth and lack of energy, He Bugui wrote rejection all over his face: "Don't eat."
"You can't eat it, take three bites." Yu Wuque put the food under his nose like coaxing a child, He Bugui turned his head, and he changed his mouth again, "Then take one bite, I'll leave after eating, it's hard work .”
"I do not want to eat."
"The half mouthful?"
If the crane doesn't return, it's better not to turn your head away, and refuse to eat. At this time, I don't even want to say anything.
He is used to doing his own thing, and there have always been only puppets in the temple. The puppets do things as ordered, pointing east and daring to go west, and no one has ever dared to disobey him, let alone drink water and eat.
Yu Wuque, relying on his own good intentions, expected that if the crane would not return, he would not be beaten by a puppet after a few mouthfuls of food, so he also argued with him: "I don't know what kind of illness the Shangxian is, but I just saw you so collapsed. It is obviously caused by overwork and overdrawing your cultivation base, and it must not be a trivial matter that can cause you to waste so much."
"If things are difficult, Shangxian also wants to recover as soon as possible. I heard from Kongzhi that you haven't had water or rice for several days. It's not going to work. Take a bite."
"The handicraft passed down by grandma, everyone who has eaten it says it's good, Taiwei Shangxian?"
Like passing by a restaurant and being dragged to sell by a boy, the noise makes people's scalp numb, He Bugui coolly said: "There is nothing to show courtesy."
Yu Wuque choked.
So the stubborn person who doesn't eat thinks he has ulterior motives?
He Bugui's guard against others made Yu Wuque a little surprised, but Shangxian has a weird temper and lives alone all year round. Yu Wuque doesn't want to bother with a patient if he refuses to eat because of this, then he admits that he has ulterior motives Yeah, I'm not worried anyway.
Yu Wuque said bluntly: "I'm just here to flatter, and I really have something to ask the gods."
He guessed that he didn't hold his fart well when he didn't return, but he didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly, so he couldn't help being curious: "What do you want?"
"The Yunding Conference is about to start. I have a friend who grew up with me to participate in the competition. I made an appointment to watch him be selected in the trial. This time I made a mistake and couldn't go down the mountain. I was afraid that I would miss the day of his selection. Shangxian arranged for me I will do well in what I do, and there are still two months left, if Shangxian thinks that I have performed well, can you accommodate me to go down the mountain to watch the meeting, and also drop by to see grandma?"
Yu Wuque emphasized again: "Just for one day, I can let Xia Si and the others follow me, and I won't stay long when I come back after watching."
It's flattery, and it's also to repay favors. The flattery is mainly because he wants to be a teacher, but Yu Wuque dare not mention it. If he mentions it, he will be thrown out for fear that the crane will not return. The rest of his heart is about friends and grandmother. If you want to know what kind of ulterior motives you have, Yu Wuque has nothing to say.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, He Bugui lowered his eyes, did not immediately refuse, thought for a while and said: "You can consider your performance, but there is no need to flirt, you go out."
Yu Wuque left in no hurry, and brought out the desserts in the food box one by one.
"Although it's flattering, I did it with my heart. Since Shangxian is willing to listen to what I ask, he might as well eat some as a reward. I don't know what you like, so I made something sweet and salty."
Kongzhi just came in at this time, he glanced at Yu Wuque who was squatting beside the bed carrying the plate, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The shadow puppets are back, I have something to report to the master."
"Then I'll go back first."
After Yu Wuque finished fiddling with the food, he retreated tactfully.
"Young master, go slowly, thank you tonight."
Yu Wuque grinned, winked at Kongzhi, and pointed to the food box along the way, before leaving the bedroom.
As soon as the person left, Kong Zhi immediately knelt down: "Master, please forgive me, for allowing outsiders to enter the bedroom without permission, Kong Zhi is guilty."
He Bugui raised his hand to get him up: "Let's talk about the business first, what did Ying Puppet find?"
"There are a lot of spirit beasts in the mountain, and Shadow Puppet tested them one by one, and found that the spirit beasts with smaller stature and low cultivation level are not abnormal, but large strange beasts that have not been cured of ferocity. Leaked, and even a few of them have broken free from the prohibition spell, if not for the imminent meeting of the Yunding Conference, and the strict security and patrolling in the mountains, I am afraid that a few of them would have escaped."
He Bugui frowned slightly: "Is there any trace of the technique?"
Kongzhi nodded: "It's definitely the 'turbid moon', the palace master has kept this matter down to prevent the surprise, has cleared the external traces, and secretly traced the source. Now it is certain that all the strange beasts participating in the trial are without exception. They were all bewitched."
The Kunda Beast wasn't being targeted. Ruhe Bugui guessed that the range of the cloudy moon was too large, and they were just affected.
Tianji Palace exterminates countless demons and evil spirits, and there are times when the net is lenient.Most of the alien beasts imprisoned in the forbidden area are ferocious and violent, but many of them were born in ancient times. It's a pity to kill them, so they are suppressed with spells and spells, so that they only have [-]% of their strength at most, and they can't hurt anyone. practice.
However, during the trial at the Yunding Conference, real swords and guns will be used in the battle. The carefully selected beasts will be allowed to release [-]% of their strength to fight against the disciples. .
He Bugui stroked the corner of the quilt and said, "It seems to be coming for Tianji Palace."
Kong Zhi: "The Palace Master has sent additional people to watch over and test the ferocious beast, and the tracking of the spell is still going on. The traces are too faint, and it will take time."
If even Bai Yingchi can't find the trace, it can be seen that the other party has a high attainment in soul art, and he is not an ordinary person, but He Bugui is a bit confused. Since his attainment is better than others, Zhuoyue can also accurately challenge Why did the evil beast in the center spread to Chijin Mountain, so that it was discovered by He Bugui.
Is the other party not afraid of scaring the snake, or did it on purpose, for another purpose?
"Send out the shadow puppet, and each beast must be guarded secretly, and report any changes in time until the Yunding Conference is over and outsiders leave the mountain gate."
"Yes, Mr. Yu..."
Soul Art Resonance can only be blocked, not hidden, and Yu Wuque's impact will be minimized under the barrier of the Floating Sky Palace, but it is not foolproof, let alone if he goes out.If the caster cannot be found for a day, and the crane will not return, he will not be able to relax.
The riot of alien beasts or the eruption of red gold can still be stopped by human power. If the gate of the immortal city is opened, it is the gate of the underworld. How can living creatures fight with ghosts?How can mortals resist the power of the underworld?
"Don't let it go."
"Follow the master's orders."
After finishing the business, Kong Zhi took out the brocade box and presented it: "The palace master told me to hand over this thing to the master. He knew that the master was dealing with the eruption of the Chijin Mountain. He was afraid that you would consume too much and not make up for it. There are ten pills. It can replace the golden pill, but at most one can be used at a time."
He Bugui's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to take it: "What else did senior brother say?"
"The palace master wanted to come and see the master, but I refused according to the master's order. He was afraid that he would make you unhappy by talking too much, so he just asked us to take good care of you, and don't let your temper not eat or drink."
Another preacher came, and He Bugui said helplessly, "You added the last sentence, right?"
Kongzhi lowered his head and glanced at the food box: "Kongzhi dare not, but there are meals here, I will serve the master with some."
It is true that Crane Bugui cannot be replenished, but it is not caused by not eating or drinking. The simplest and crude healing method is to send spiritual power, so that it can support this flesh and blood body that is leaking everywhere.
The pill that Bai Yingchi gave contained the spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator, and I don't know how long it took the brother to refine it before refining a small bottle.
The pills in the brocade box were round and translucent, but the jade texture was glowing with golden light, infused with the purest and most yang spiritual power. He Bugui carefully held it in his hand and sighed softly.
Kong Zhi seemed to sense the master's mood difference, and said: "The Palace Master and the Supreme Immortal are all vying to give the master something, nothing else, this one is very precious, Kong Zhi just accepted it for the master, they are very happy Care about you."
"I know."
"Actually, if the matter of Chijin Mountain had been helped by the two immortals, the master would not be like today..."
"They're leaving soon."
Crane Bugui interrupted Kongzhi's words, and his eyes fell on the bright pill.
"The period of crossing the catastrophe is the key. No one can predict when the catastrophe will come. It is impossible to waste spiritual power for this matter. Now that the forbidden art has reappeared, the outside world is not peaceful, and there are many places that need them. Responsibility, I can bear it."
He Bugui reminded again: "Don't tell them too much about me, but if you ask, just say... I'm fine."
"It's been done this way all the time, Master, don't worry."
He Bugui knew how much he weighed, and it was within his ability to take care of everything. Since he could solve it by himself, why bother others.
It's not that Bai Yingchi and Bai Shujing don't trust his strength, it's just that He Bugui's health is not good, the siblings have become a habit of taking care of him, and the habit is hard to change. They love their junior as always, and He Bugui used to be happy, He is confident, but now he always rejects people thousands of miles away.
When He Bugui just came to Tianji Palace when he was a child, his senior brothers and sisters took turns to take him, pampering and loving him more than his own flesh and blood. He also once regarded Tianji Palace as his second home, naively thinking that nothing would change here, and the teacher respected him like a father , The brothers and sisters who love him will never leave him.
It wasn't until the former palace lord ascended to the throne, Elder Xuanji traveled all over the world, and the brothers and sisters of the Bai family transformed into realms one after another and entered the period of crossing the catastrophe. Only when the crane didn't return did he realize that nothing had changed. He would never escape life and death, the separation of flesh and blood.
If there is one more person he cares about in this world, he will taste it one more time.
It is so bitter to enjoy the fate of longevity and heaven alone.
So much so that he refuses to be involved with anyone anymore, it is best to be isolated from the world, it is better not to know anyone, if you don’t know, you don’t care, if you don’t care, it’s like the master said, you don’t have to deliberately love specific people, loving the world is also a Seed way.
Just being alone.
But all the suffering in the world is nothing worth a little sincerity to make people nostalgic. The medicine from the senior, the gentle words from the sister, or the plate of dim sum chicken soup in his hand, all turned into hot quicksand when he was weakest and lonely, Jin cast a heart that he thought was as cold as iron for many years.
It was so hot that people's hearts softened.
"That's all." He Bugui put away the pills, his eyes fell on the food box, "Your mouth is bitter, eat something sweet."
The five-spice cake melts in the mouth, and the surface is sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus icing. The corners of the mouth are fragrant.The skin of Yuan Huanxi was deep-fried and crispy, and the stuffing flowed out after a bite. There were peanuts, sesame seeds and persimmons, and it was not the same. After eating these, it was just a bit greasy.
Meals made with care are sweet to the mouth.
"The taste is not bad." Crane Bugui rarely boasted.
Kong Zhi was also happy to see him eating, and said: "Master Yu said that he spent time in the kitchen when he was young, and he watched what Grandma Xia did. an hour."
He Bugui took a plate and tasted everything, and asked casually, "What has he been doing these past few days?"
"According to the to-do list, one by one, one thing is down, the young master is full of energy, he is still busy being a puppet at night, he only goes to bed at midnight, and he is already doing morning exercises the next day."
He Bugui licked his parched lips, the icing sugar was so sweet, he wiped his mouth with a silk cloth, and put on a cold face again: "In the future, he is not allowed to come in freely, but——"
"Allow him to enter the Qiushi Garden and the Sutra Pavilion. If you want to read books, you can borrow him."
The ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion are all orphans, and the rest are Crane Bugui's handwriting. Yanshi's hand-made illustrations are like secret books of magic techniques, which are not easily passed on to the outside world.
Kong Zhi was surprised and said, "Master, isn't he afraid that Mr. Yu will steal his skills?"
He Bugui glanced at the mortise on the table, and suddenly flashed the picture of Yu Wuque crossing his legs and carving his head. This brat can only calm down when he is a puppet. It can be seen that he really loves it.
Since he has the heart, and the ancient books and handwritings are also satisfactory, he should pay back the favors of the past few dishes tonight, and owe no one to anyone.
"Being able to learn to walk is considered a bit of skill, let him go."
With heat in his body and a lot of clarity in his mind, He Bugui lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and continued to sit in front of the desk.
"Kongzhi, there is still half a month until the matter of Chijin Mountain will be settled, are you ready?"
"Using the Floating Sky Palace as the axis, the formation that locks Chijin Mountain has been activated, and all the medicine puppets are on standby. I will wait for the guardian master to be careful."
"Okay, let's light up a few more lamps, step back." He Bugui picked up the carving knife, caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Wait a minute."
"What else does the master want?"
The soup that has been boiled for three hours is offset by the centuries-old scrolls of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is no big deal to drink another bowl.
He Bugui said casually: "Leave the soup."
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The author has something to say:
When traditional arts come online, there must be someone who can cook well.
It will be updated next Thursday, I hope I can apply for the National Day Biweekly List, otherwise it will be miserable.
They were not as surprised as Yu Wuque, but they looked worried and kept silent. They took the pulse and fed the medicine in one go.
Crane Bugui's face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly closed, his breathing was so shallow that he almost lost his ups and downs, like a puppet that would break at the touch of a touch, he should have been carving mortise and tenon before, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, his hand was accidentally crushed A cut was made, the wound has scabbed over, and the blood on the ground has dried up, so it can be seen that no one noticed after lying here for a long time.
A bunch of brains.
Yu Wuque cursed again in his heart, knowing that Crane Bugui was sick, he let him carve wood with a candle until late at night, not to mention reminding him to go to bed early, he didn't even dare to enter the palace. Did you not take good care of people?
The puppets wanted to carry Crane Bugui to the bed, but they moved around, they were cautious even moving the clothes, let alone touching the master's body. Hook the knees and back, and directly hug the person.
Thanks to chasing chickens and geese all year round, and the fact that he has been able to do physical work for half a month, although he is only sixteen, his muscles are tight enough to hug a crane.
But this person is also too thin.
He Bugui is tall and a cultivator, but it doesn't take much effort to hold him in his arms. He can feel the shape of his ribs through his thin clothes when he hugs his narrow waist. After pinching the person, he also imitated the puppet and stood up carefully, and placed it lightly on the bed.
After covering the quilt, Yu Wuque stepped aside to be served by the drug puppet. He stood aside, and was able to observe Taiwei Shangxian's main body closely.
His face was covered with sickness, and he couldn't see the slightest majesty. Compared with the high-ranking immortal, He Bugui at this time was more like a beauty lingering on a sick bed. There was no sign of spiritual power surging around him. Purple, cold hands and feet, obviously a symptom of physical weakness.
I haven't seen you for half a month, and everyone is thin, how could you be so sick?
Yu Wuque asked worriedly, "Is there anything I can do?"
Kong Zhi shook his head: "We will deal with it, you don't have to worry about it, Young Master."
"What ailment did Shangxian Taiwei suffer from, did he suffer from it before?"
Kongzhi was silent for a moment and said, "Master's private matter, it's inconvenient to talk about it."
After getting bored, Yu Wuque had no choice but to step back and clean up the table.
After the medicine puppet administered the needles, they began to send spiritual energy. They were tacit and orderly, obviously very experienced in dealing with such emergencies.
After only a stick of incense, the decocted medicine came in, and Kongzhi remembered that Yu Wuque was still looking for something to do, so he refused to leave, so he chased him away: "My lord, are you still going back?"
"I'll leave after Shangxian wakes up. I don't feel relieved when he's so sick."
Yu Wuque cleaned up the sawdust on the table and table, and went to wipe the bookshelf, when he heard Baba coming over with a food box: "I made these all night, I have to let the gods taste it anyway."
Kong Zhi glanced at the person on the bed: "I'm afraid the master can't eat, he hasn't eaten anything recently."
"Now that you are sick, you have to eat even more." Yu Wuque said old-fashionedly, "You guys just listen to him too much. He won't eat if he says he won't eat. Can you get better if you don't eat?"
Soraka blinked.
"Grandma's specialty dishes, I have learned a lot, and I promise to leave when he eats a few mouthfuls. It's not bad, okay?"
"But……"
"Come on."
Yu Wuque moved a stool and sat on the head of the bed, with his legs up: "Since I am a handyman recognized by the Shangxian, I should also serve the bedside, just like you, I can't sleep peacefully without watching him wake up. "
Kong Zhi stared at the dessert and chicken soup in the food box, and finally acquiesced to Yu Wuque to stay.
……
An hour passed, and Crane Bugui woke up.
The dormitory has always been quiet, and even the slightest noise would attract his attention, not to mention the familiar chirping sound today, he followed the sound and saw a white clothed man sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, lowering his head and carving something seriously.
Sure enough, it was Yu Wuque.
Breaking into the dormitory privately is going against the sky.
He Bugui sat up propped up, opened his mouth to question, his throat tightened, and he coughed earth-shatteringly.
Yu Wuque raised his head sharply: "Shangxian has woken up?"
He put down the things in his hands, and immediately trotted over with the white water that had been dried, squatted in front of the bed and handed it to He Bugui: "Moisturize your throat, the temperature is just right."
He Bugui pushed away the water glass, stared at him and asked, "Who let you in?"
"I broke in."
"presumptuous."
He Bugui had a hoarse voice, and said the word "presumptuous" weakly. If he sat on the main seat of the hall, frowned and tilted his head to say "presumptuous", Yu Wuque would feel a little bit of back pain, but now The sick beauty was nestled in the quilt, her hair was loose, and she couldn't hear the meaning of blame at all.
What's more, tonight when the incident happened suddenly, Yu Wuque had already gone down to the ground, hugged and embraced him, what a rush to a palace, he had grown a lot more courageous.
"Yes, yes, I am presumptuous, please don't get angry, Shangxian, and listen to my explanation."
He squatted down honestly, staring at people with bright eyes, very sincerely: "Tingfang came to see me today and said that the god was sick, so I made some supper to make up for you, how did you call when it was delivered?" No one responded, so I broke into the hall. You fainted in the hall and frightened me, even though Kong knew that they gave you medicine, I didn’t dare to leave until you woke up.”
He Bugui glanced at the table and asked: "Then what were you doing just now?"
"After tidying up the table, I went to wipe the Duobaoge. I remembered that when I came in, the Shangxian was peeling something. I was afraid that you were in a hurry, and there were drawings on the case, so... I finished it for you without authorization. The tenon is simple, according to your drawing. Made from drawings."
The mortise stands on the table case, neatly arranged one by one, and the knife workmanship is good.
The food box was kept warm on the fumigation, and it smelled very fragrant. Yu Wuque was carrying a rag on his shoulder, with his cuffs rolled up, as if he had done some work, but he was not lying.
That night, the carpenter, cook, and handyman did all the work. It seemed that he had been left alone for half a month, and he was quite self-conscious.
Thinking of him with a warm heart, He Bugui's eyes softened a bit, it didn't matter if he was seen in a state of embarrassment and sickness, he was afraid that the people who saw him would remember him, and so on. Gui couldn't stand it, but he was uncomfortable, he subconsciously didn't refuse, and leaned softly.
"Shangxian, drink some water first."
"If you don't drink water, bring tea."
"If you don't drink tea, it hurts your stomach." Yu Wuque forced the white water to He Bugui: "You haven't eaten for a long time, the tea is too stimulating, it's better to drink water."
The crane does not return: "..."
Crane Bugui didn't bother to talk, took it and took a sip.
Seeing that he was obedient, Yu Wuque hurriedly opened the food box: "Shangxian eats something again, how can the disease be cured by just drinking water, they are all soft and glutinous, which one should I eat first?"
With bitterness in his mouth and lack of energy, He Bugui wrote rejection all over his face: "Don't eat."
"You can't eat it, take three bites." Yu Wuque put the food under his nose like coaxing a child, He Bugui turned his head, and he changed his mouth again, "Then take one bite, I'll leave after eating, it's hard work .”
"I do not want to eat."
"The half mouthful?"
If the crane doesn't return, it's better not to turn your head away, and refuse to eat. At this time, I don't even want to say anything.
He is used to doing his own thing, and there have always been only puppets in the temple. The puppets do things as ordered, pointing east and daring to go west, and no one has ever dared to disobey him, let alone drink water and eat.
Yu Wuque, relying on his own good intentions, expected that if the crane would not return, he would not be beaten by a puppet after a few mouthfuls of food, so he also argued with him: "I don't know what kind of illness the Shangxian is, but I just saw you so collapsed. It is obviously caused by overwork and overdrawing your cultivation base, and it must not be a trivial matter that can cause you to waste so much."
"If things are difficult, Shangxian also wants to recover as soon as possible. I heard from Kongzhi that you haven't had water or rice for several days. It's not going to work. Take a bite."
"The handicraft passed down by grandma, everyone who has eaten it says it's good, Taiwei Shangxian?"
Like passing by a restaurant and being dragged to sell by a boy, the noise makes people's scalp numb, He Bugui coolly said: "There is nothing to show courtesy."
Yu Wuque choked.
So the stubborn person who doesn't eat thinks he has ulterior motives?
He Bugui's guard against others made Yu Wuque a little surprised, but Shangxian has a weird temper and lives alone all year round. Yu Wuque doesn't want to bother with a patient if he refuses to eat because of this, then he admits that he has ulterior motives Yeah, I'm not worried anyway.
Yu Wuque said bluntly: "I'm just here to flatter, and I really have something to ask the gods."
He guessed that he didn't hold his fart well when he didn't return, but he didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly, so he couldn't help being curious: "What do you want?"
"The Yunding Conference is about to start. I have a friend who grew up with me to participate in the competition. I made an appointment to watch him be selected in the trial. This time I made a mistake and couldn't go down the mountain. I was afraid that I would miss the day of his selection. Shangxian arranged for me I will do well in what I do, and there are still two months left, if Shangxian thinks that I have performed well, can you accommodate me to go down the mountain to watch the meeting, and also drop by to see grandma?"
Yu Wuque emphasized again: "Just for one day, I can let Xia Si and the others follow me, and I won't stay long when I come back after watching."
It's flattery, and it's also to repay favors. The flattery is mainly because he wants to be a teacher, but Yu Wuque dare not mention it. If he mentions it, he will be thrown out for fear that the crane will not return. The rest of his heart is about friends and grandmother. If you want to know what kind of ulterior motives you have, Yu Wuque has nothing to say.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, He Bugui lowered his eyes, did not immediately refuse, thought for a while and said: "You can consider your performance, but there is no need to flirt, you go out."
Yu Wuque left in no hurry, and brought out the desserts in the food box one by one.
"Although it's flattering, I did it with my heart. Since Shangxian is willing to listen to what I ask, he might as well eat some as a reward. I don't know what you like, so I made something sweet and salty."
Kongzhi just came in at this time, he glanced at Yu Wuque who was squatting beside the bed carrying the plate, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The shadow puppets are back, I have something to report to the master."
"Then I'll go back first."
After Yu Wuque finished fiddling with the food, he retreated tactfully.
"Young master, go slowly, thank you tonight."
Yu Wuque grinned, winked at Kongzhi, and pointed to the food box along the way, before leaving the bedroom.
As soon as the person left, Kong Zhi immediately knelt down: "Master, please forgive me, for allowing outsiders to enter the bedroom without permission, Kong Zhi is guilty."
He Bugui raised his hand to get him up: "Let's talk about the business first, what did Ying Puppet find?"
"There are a lot of spirit beasts in the mountain, and Shadow Puppet tested them one by one, and found that the spirit beasts with smaller stature and low cultivation level are not abnormal, but large strange beasts that have not been cured of ferocity. Leaked, and even a few of them have broken free from the prohibition spell, if not for the imminent meeting of the Yunding Conference, and the strict security and patrolling in the mountains, I am afraid that a few of them would have escaped."
He Bugui frowned slightly: "Is there any trace of the technique?"
Kongzhi nodded: "It's definitely the 'turbid moon', the palace master has kept this matter down to prevent the surprise, has cleared the external traces, and secretly traced the source. Now it is certain that all the strange beasts participating in the trial are without exception. They were all bewitched."
The Kunda Beast wasn't being targeted. Ruhe Bugui guessed that the range of the cloudy moon was too large, and they were just affected.
Tianji Palace exterminates countless demons and evil spirits, and there are times when the net is lenient.Most of the alien beasts imprisoned in the forbidden area are ferocious and violent, but many of them were born in ancient times. It's a pity to kill them, so they are suppressed with spells and spells, so that they only have [-]% of their strength at most, and they can't hurt anyone. practice.
However, during the trial at the Yunding Conference, real swords and guns will be used in the battle. The carefully selected beasts will be allowed to release [-]% of their strength to fight against the disciples. .
He Bugui stroked the corner of the quilt and said, "It seems to be coming for Tianji Palace."
Kong Zhi: "The Palace Master has sent additional people to watch over and test the ferocious beast, and the tracking of the spell is still going on. The traces are too faint, and it will take time."
If even Bai Yingchi can't find the trace, it can be seen that the other party has a high attainment in soul art, and he is not an ordinary person, but He Bugui is a bit confused. Since his attainment is better than others, Zhuoyue can also accurately challenge Why did the evil beast in the center spread to Chijin Mountain, so that it was discovered by He Bugui.
Is the other party not afraid of scaring the snake, or did it on purpose, for another purpose?
"Send out the shadow puppet, and each beast must be guarded secretly, and report any changes in time until the Yunding Conference is over and outsiders leave the mountain gate."
"Yes, Mr. Yu..."
Soul Art Resonance can only be blocked, not hidden, and Yu Wuque's impact will be minimized under the barrier of the Floating Sky Palace, but it is not foolproof, let alone if he goes out.If the caster cannot be found for a day, and the crane will not return, he will not be able to relax.
The riot of alien beasts or the eruption of red gold can still be stopped by human power. If the gate of the immortal city is opened, it is the gate of the underworld. How can living creatures fight with ghosts?How can mortals resist the power of the underworld?
"Don't let it go."
"Follow the master's orders."
After finishing the business, Kong Zhi took out the brocade box and presented it: "The palace master told me to hand over this thing to the master. He knew that the master was dealing with the eruption of the Chijin Mountain. He was afraid that you would consume too much and not make up for it. There are ten pills. It can replace the golden pill, but at most one can be used at a time."
He Bugui's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to take it: "What else did senior brother say?"
"The palace master wanted to come and see the master, but I refused according to the master's order. He was afraid that he would make you unhappy by talking too much, so he just asked us to take good care of you, and don't let your temper not eat or drink."
Another preacher came, and He Bugui said helplessly, "You added the last sentence, right?"
Kongzhi lowered his head and glanced at the food box: "Kongzhi dare not, but there are meals here, I will serve the master with some."
It is true that Crane Bugui cannot be replenished, but it is not caused by not eating or drinking. The simplest and crude healing method is to send spiritual power, so that it can support this flesh and blood body that is leaking everywhere.
The pill that Bai Yingchi gave contained the spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator, and I don't know how long it took the brother to refine it before refining a small bottle.
The pills in the brocade box were round and translucent, but the jade texture was glowing with golden light, infused with the purest and most yang spiritual power. He Bugui carefully held it in his hand and sighed softly.
Kong Zhi seemed to sense the master's mood difference, and said: "The Palace Master and the Supreme Immortal are all vying to give the master something, nothing else, this one is very precious, Kong Zhi just accepted it for the master, they are very happy Care about you."
"I know."
"Actually, if the matter of Chijin Mountain had been helped by the two immortals, the master would not be like today..."
"They're leaving soon."
Crane Bugui interrupted Kongzhi's words, and his eyes fell on the bright pill.
"The period of crossing the catastrophe is the key. No one can predict when the catastrophe will come. It is impossible to waste spiritual power for this matter. Now that the forbidden art has reappeared, the outside world is not peaceful, and there are many places that need them. Responsibility, I can bear it."
He Bugui reminded again: "Don't tell them too much about me, but if you ask, just say... I'm fine."
"It's been done this way all the time, Master, don't worry."
He Bugui knew how much he weighed, and it was within his ability to take care of everything. Since he could solve it by himself, why bother others.
It's not that Bai Yingchi and Bai Shujing don't trust his strength, it's just that He Bugui's health is not good, the siblings have become a habit of taking care of him, and the habit is hard to change. They love their junior as always, and He Bugui used to be happy, He is confident, but now he always rejects people thousands of miles away.
When He Bugui just came to Tianji Palace when he was a child, his senior brothers and sisters took turns to take him, pampering and loving him more than his own flesh and blood. He also once regarded Tianji Palace as his second home, naively thinking that nothing would change here, and the teacher respected him like a father , The brothers and sisters who love him will never leave him.
It wasn't until the former palace lord ascended to the throne, Elder Xuanji traveled all over the world, and the brothers and sisters of the Bai family transformed into realms one after another and entered the period of crossing the catastrophe. Only when the crane didn't return did he realize that nothing had changed. He would never escape life and death, the separation of flesh and blood.
If there is one more person he cares about in this world, he will taste it one more time.
It is so bitter to enjoy the fate of longevity and heaven alone.
So much so that he refuses to be involved with anyone anymore, it is best to be isolated from the world, it is better not to know anyone, if you don’t know, you don’t care, if you don’t care, it’s like the master said, you don’t have to deliberately love specific people, loving the world is also a Seed way.
Just being alone.
But all the suffering in the world is nothing worth a little sincerity to make people nostalgic. The medicine from the senior, the gentle words from the sister, or the plate of dim sum chicken soup in his hand, all turned into hot quicksand when he was weakest and lonely, Jin cast a heart that he thought was as cold as iron for many years.
It was so hot that people's hearts softened.
"That's all." He Bugui put away the pills, his eyes fell on the food box, "Your mouth is bitter, eat something sweet."
The five-spice cake melts in the mouth, and the surface is sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus icing. The corners of the mouth are fragrant.The skin of Yuan Huanxi was deep-fried and crispy, and the stuffing flowed out after a bite. There were peanuts, sesame seeds and persimmons, and it was not the same. After eating these, it was just a bit greasy.
Meals made with care are sweet to the mouth.
"The taste is not bad." Crane Bugui rarely boasted.
Kong Zhi was also happy to see him eating, and said: "Master Yu said that he spent time in the kitchen when he was young, and he watched what Grandma Xia did. an hour."
He Bugui took a plate and tasted everything, and asked casually, "What has he been doing these past few days?"
"According to the to-do list, one by one, one thing is down, the young master is full of energy, he is still busy being a puppet at night, he only goes to bed at midnight, and he is already doing morning exercises the next day."
He Bugui licked his parched lips, the icing sugar was so sweet, he wiped his mouth with a silk cloth, and put on a cold face again: "In the future, he is not allowed to come in freely, but——"
"Allow him to enter the Qiushi Garden and the Sutra Pavilion. If you want to read books, you can borrow him."
The ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion are all orphans, and the rest are Crane Bugui's handwriting. Yanshi's hand-made illustrations are like secret books of magic techniques, which are not easily passed on to the outside world.
Kong Zhi was surprised and said, "Master, isn't he afraid that Mr. Yu will steal his skills?"
He Bugui glanced at the mortise on the table, and suddenly flashed the picture of Yu Wuque crossing his legs and carving his head. This brat can only calm down when he is a puppet. It can be seen that he really loves it.
Since he has the heart, and the ancient books and handwritings are also satisfactory, he should pay back the favors of the past few dishes tonight, and owe no one to anyone.
"Being able to learn to walk is considered a bit of skill, let him go."
With heat in his body and a lot of clarity in his mind, He Bugui lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and continued to sit in front of the desk.
"Kongzhi, there is still half a month until the matter of Chijin Mountain will be settled, are you ready?"
"Using the Floating Sky Palace as the axis, the formation that locks Chijin Mountain has been activated, and all the medicine puppets are on standby. I will wait for the guardian master to be careful."
"Okay, let's light up a few more lamps, step back." He Bugui picked up the carving knife, caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Wait a minute."
"What else does the master want?"
The soup that has been boiled for three hours is offset by the centuries-old scrolls of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is no big deal to drink another bowl.
He Bugui said casually: "Leave the soup."
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The author has something to say:
When traditional arts come online, there must be someone who can cook well.
It will be updated next Thursday, I hope I can apply for the National Day Biweekly List, otherwise it will be miserable.
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