[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

Moving the line of sight down, what came into view was a shocking picture, the pink tender flesh was rolling, and some blood streaks could be seen faintly, perhaps the injury had been going on for quite some time, and some parts had already formed dark red blood scab.

Wen Yu's face did not change, but the hand holding the cotton swab trembled slightly, which hurt the dermis, and it would be difficult to deal with it if it was required not to leave scars.However, judging from the large and small wounds left on Zhang Qishan's body with different shades, he probably doesn't care about adding another meritorious service.

Yin Xinyue seemed to have noticed the hesitation in Wen Yu's eyes, looked back and forth between Wen Yu and Zhang Qishan uneasily, and asked nervously, "How is it? Seriously?"

Wen Yu smiled slowly, with a gentle and calm smile, which comforted Yin Xinyue's heart full of worries, "His injuries are all flesh wounds, there is nothing serious."

"It's just..." Wen Yu's soft and soothing voice sounded in Yin Xinyue's ears, speaking slowly and clearly, the voice that should have been pleasant and melodious was like a flat-bottomed thunder to Yin Xinyue.

"It's just that the gauze in my hand may not be enough, please go to the restaurant to get some." Wen Yu smiled softly at Yin Xinyue, with a trace of guilt mixed in her brows and eyes.

Zhang Qishan didn't make a sound, just raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wen Yu carefully with calm eyes, "I shouldn't have sent you to Lao Jiu at the beginning, but after a few days of seeing each other, you are more and more like him in your behavior."

"You pushed the new moon apart on purpose just now, didn't you?" The already cold tone suddenly dropped, as if it contained real icicles.

Wen Yu gave a light grace, and the eyes slowly became calm, giving people the illusion of being gentle and easy to get along with, "I just found something and I want to talk to the Buddha."

The two looked at each other for a moment, Zhang Qishan said silently; "You want to say that I am hurt!" Wen Yu's expression did not hide anything, Zhang Qishan could see what Wen Yu wanted to ask.

"You caused this injury yourself!" A thin layer of anger floated on Wen Yu's face, and after a while, Wen Yu returned to the previous light smile, and the anger seemed to disappear without a trace trace.

In the eyes of outsiders, the movements of Wen Yu's hands could not be more gentle, but as the protagonist who was drugged, Zhang Qishan could feel that Wen Yu deliberately increased the strength on his wound.

Zhang Qishan frowned, this level can be tolerated, but because of the pain in the body, the hand that was hanging on the sofa sweated physiologically, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of light under the soft sunlight. Hoarfrost, especially eye-catching.

"I guess there is something strange in the tomb," Wen Yu lowered his eyes, and his voice was low, with a soft feeling, but the words in his mouth were not as pleasing as the sound, " You have to do it."

Zhang Qishan's heart sank, and he looked straight at Wen Yu with knife-like eyes, as if he wanted to see through her. After a long time, he rubbed his hot temples, and said helplessly, "Why bother? Didn't you do a good job before? "

Wen Yu smiled, and her exquisite eyebrows and eyes stretched, "I didn't want to before, it's not impossible, but now I want to, so I need to know."

"That tomb is extremely dangerous, you are not allowed to go down." Zhang Qishan's face darkened, but his back was straightened, and a layer of disapproval gradually appeared on his usually cold and stern face.

"I just want to know what caused this wound?" Wen Yu curled the corners of her mouth and smiled lightly, but it made people feel that there was some sincerity in it.

Zhang Qishan closed his eyes, "It's a hair virus, it looks like hair, and it will take possession of you when you touch it." After speaking, a stern aura slowly emanated from her body, and she refused to answer Wen Yu's other questions.

"Wen Yu, how is Qi Shan's injury?" Yin Xinyue walked quickly to the sofa, followed Wen Yu's bandaged hand closely with serious eyes, and asked.

"You came just in time, there should be a wound on your arm that wasn't bandaged." Wen Yu's eyes were full of smiles, and she stretched out her hand to take the gauze from Yin Xinyue's hand.

In fact, when Yin Xinyue was about to come in, Wen Yu heard footsteps and quietly put the gauze left on the table into her pocket.

After finishing the work at hand, Wen Yu showed a considerate smile at the two, "My character has been completed, and the rest of you two can catch up on the past." After finishing speaking, Yin Xinyue quietly winked.Before leaving, he took the room with him.

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"Adjutant, how are you?" Wen Yu reached out and patted Adjutant Zhang's shoulder lightly, wanting to test whether Adjutant Zhang was injured.

The adjutant's brows were full of hesitation, he glanced at the surrounding situation quietly with the end of his eyes, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he had no choice but to say nothing.

"It's good that you're not injured." Seeing that Adjutant Zhang didn't want to appear to be lying, Wen Yu believed it.It's just that he couldn't bear the dirty face of Adjutant Zhang, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, handed it to Adjutant Zhang and said, "Wipe it, you don't need to return it."

"Ah," Adjutant Zhang was stunned, staring blankly at Wen Yu, but didn't react for a while.

Wen Yu was amused by Adjutant Zhang's rare expression, stuffed the handkerchief into Adjutant Zhang's hand, and walked away.

The adjutant stared blankly at Wen Yu's back, still holding the handkerchief in his hand. It took a long time before he realized that he planned to wipe the ashes off his face.

But out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the cup embroidered on Wen Yu's handkerchief, childish and cute, very delicate, he was reluctant to use this handkerchief just like this, so he casually wiped his face with his sleeve.Then he carefully folded the handkerchief Wen Yu gave him, and carefully put it in his pocket.

"Adjutant, Lord Buddha has something to ask for you." Just when Adjutant Zhang was in a daze, Yin Xinyue opened the door of the study and walked out.

"Yes, thank you Ma'am, I'll go right away." The adjutant came back to his senses, pulled away from his chaotic thoughts, and hurried to reply to Zhang Qishan's order.

"Adjutant, do you like Wen Yu?" As soon as he entered the door, Adjutant Zhang felt that there was something wrong with his ears, or he might have auditory hallucinations.

Could it be that the lady and the Buddha said something?The adjutant's eyes drifted a little, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Qishan's eyes.

"Do you like it?" Seeing that Adjutant Zhang was in a daze, Zhang Qishan emphasized again, "If you like her, I can help you find out what she says."

"Report to the Buddha, Zhang Rishan likes Wen Yu." Adjutant Zhang was ruthless, closed his eyes, stood at attention, and saluted. A series of movements were done in one go.

The corners of Zhang Qishan's lips curled up, his eyes filled with a smile, he admired the adjutant's rosy cheeks for a while, and said solemnly: "Just like it."

It's time to separate Wen Yu from Lao Jiu. I originally thought that Lao Jiu would not be able to influence Wen Yu, but it turned out to be a miscalculation.Thinking of this, Zhang Qishan eased the corners of his mouth, also, it's no wonder that he doesn't lose when he competes with Lao Jiu in terms of intelligence.

The author has something to say: secretly looking forward to the little angel's reminder to update, but after waiting for a day, there is nothing.

I originally wanted to write about the second master, but the second master always writes and does not appear T_T

Also, due to the vulgarity of time, the level of writing may not be as good as before when I was pondering slowly, please forgive me.

One last thing to add, it may take a few more chapters for the second master to appear.I don't know (*^ω^*) why, the plot is stretched as soon as it is written, and it has to be adjusted according to the TV series →_→author.

In other words, today I have improved my logic based on the new plot, and it is quite amazing that my outline has not collapsed. →_→Old Nine Gates ←_← who refreshes my outline every time, unexpectedly the girl is resurrected. When I first saw it, I was stunned.