I'm a thousand years older than you

The day was about to break dawn, the morning light was slightly dewed, and the hazy light in the mountains shone on a bamboo house. The surrounding area was surprisingly quiet, and even the occasional chirping of a bird seemed a bit noisy.Although people searched everywhere recently, this bamboo house has never been disturbed, and it is quiet and independent, far away from the panic and rumors that are disturbing.

There was a slender figure standing facing the window, with blue clothes dragging the floor, and a slightly thick white robe outside.Even though the temperature in the mountains is lower than that in the mountains, he is wearing too much clothes.But he still didn't think it was enough, and when the breeze blew, he tightened his robe again.

"Young Master." A handsome young man walked in and put the medicine bowl in his hand on the low table, "It's time to take the medicine."

Wen Zihe turned around when he heard the words, "Thank you."

His eyes were covered with a thick layer of white gauze, he walked slowly to the short table, took the medicine bowl in his hand, and drank it in one gulp.

"How is the young master's eyes recovering?" the young man asked, but without giving him time to answer, he threw out a long paragraph of words, "Master is taking care of Mr. Bi, and said that he will come over to change your medicine in a while. He specially asked Let the young master not remove the gauze on the eyes, even if it has improved, it will take a few more days, the poison of the miasma pool is not easy to cure, and it disappeared very quickly in the past two days because of the good prescription of the master. But if it is not cured completely, and then recuperated, it will still hinder the future."

After Wen Zihe listened to every word, the nagging old man appeared in front of his eyes, he felt that Senior Gan Song really taught his disciples well, and all the apprentices he brought out were just like him.

He nodded, indicating that he understood.He has been confined in this house for the past few days, originally planned to sneak out to see the situation of the other people, but now he heard that Gan Song was coming, so naturally he couldn't leave, so he had to ask the young disciple: "How is Bi Yao?"

The young disciple had a sad expression on his face, as if he couldn't bear to mention it: "Young Master Bi...hasn't woken up yet, but the master said that if he can wake up within three days, it means that the meridians in the body have been roughly restored, and the evil energy can flow freely. It's easy."

"If within three days..." Wen Zihe frowned, as if he wanted to ask something more, but then he suppressed the rest of the words. Even if it was an assumption at this moment, he really didn't want to say anything bad.

"Young master, please rest well. Your miasma poison has not been cured, so don't think too much, or the master's medicine will be in vain. Mr. Bi is an auspicious person, and the master has been thinking about it. I still have some confidence." " Seeing his sad expression, the young disciple hurriedly said, "Then I'll help my brother sort out some medicinal materials. If there is anything the young master needs, just call us from the window."

Wen Zihe nodded: "Okay."

When the young disciple went out, he leaned on the low table, trying to dissipate the demon power from his body.

"I think you are tired of work!" Something flew over from not far away, Wen Zihe didn't pay attention, and got a blow on the head, "What did I tell you? I told you not to use demon power, your ears are just a decoration ? Or is the brain damaged by the blisters?"

Wen Zihe casually picked up the thing that had just been smashed over, and put it in his hands to play with. He lived here when he was a child and learned some knowledge about herbal medicine. After touching it around, he knew that it was a kind of medicinal material, and it was probably left over by Senior Gansong just now. , felt that it was not good to waste it, so he greeted him on the head.

"I'll give it a try." Wen Zihe, who had never been a good patient, leaned against the short table, and said plausibly, "The knife will rust even if it is not sharpened. What should I do if I don't use the evil spirit for a few days and get used to it?"

"Nonsense!" Gan Song stared angrily, feeling that he had to call a disciple from outside the house to keep an eye on this person all the time, "A few days ago, he refused to listen to my advice and insisted on going to the other rooms to take a look. Just that one time, I didn't lock you up. Now you secretly use the demon energy, what's the matter? Do you feel that your body is recovering well, and you plan to sneak away? You are so self-assertive, and I don't know who got used to it for you!"

Wen Zihe lowered his eyes and said: "Since I was young, you are the only one who has been used to me."

These words seem to be rhetoric, but they are a true portrayal of Wen Zihe's childhood. Gan Song's blown beard wilted, and he felt strange in his heart. His face relaxed, and he was about to say something to comfort Wen Zihe, and then he realized Wen Zihe He was trying to show misery on purpose, so he put on a stern face again, but his tone couldn't help but ease: "Next time, I must tie you to the ground."

Wen Zihe nodded: "I'm not worried about ear and eye diseases, it's just that some turbid air in the chest and lungs is stagnant, and it seems that it can't get through."

"That's where the miasma is stagnant, and it has to be dissolved slowly. I don't let you use the demon power because I'm worried that the surge of the demon will bring the miasma to another round." Gan Song said, "But you are Did you go to soak in the hot springs in the millennium miasma pond? When you were sent here, you were all unconscious, and I thought you would never be able to save them. The same is true of that brat Duan Yuming. Since I brought you back, why don’t you stay and watch? Look, leave without saying anything."

Mentioning Duan Yuming, Wen Zihe's heart sank, but he said in a nonchalant manner: "I made such a big mess, someone must deal with the aftermath."

Gan Song snorted through his nose: "You two can be regarded as close friends? Since childhood, you have been fighting against each other, but now you have learned to cooperate, one causing trouble, and the other wiping your butt?"

Wen Zihe twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, but remained silent.

Gan Song didn't make much fun on this topic, he put a rectangular wooden box on the low table next to Wen Zihe, and lifted the lid: "What's wrong with you, why don't you tell me this old bone? Those rumors outside ,Is it real?"

"You all said it was a rumour." Wen Zihe threw up the round medicine in his hand and continued, as if he didn't care about the rumors outside, and said with a smile, "Is my answer still important?"

"You can say it with your mouth. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask, so as not to get into trouble. You can live in this bamboo house for a long time. I'm not good at this old thing. The barrier barrier is still good, and outsiders can't find it. , you don't have to worry about dragging me down."

Gan Song signaled Wen Zihe to take off the white gauze covering his eyes, and carefully took out another white gauze from the wooden box with both hands. The white gauze had been soaked in the potion in the wooden box and it was extremely soft. In an instant, the watery white gauze evaporated dry in an instant.Gan Song held up the new white gauze to Wen Zihe's eyes, Wen Zihe took it with both hands, and wrapped it around his eyes again.

After all this was done, Wen Zihe opened his mouth to speak: "You taught me not to lose my heart, not to regret what I did, and I never forgot it. It's just that what I'm going to do now may be a bit deviant, and it's not understood by most people. .”

Judging from what happened at the miasma pool that day, it is not difficult to infer that Lu Yebai has merged with Ying Hui, but for some reason he has not lost his sanity.Wen Zihe made a plan early on, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope to bring Lu Yebai back, he will try it.

"Is it related to that human being?" Gan Song dipped the replaced white gauze into the liquid medicine, covered the box, and covered it with a ball of white light in his hand, "Most of the wounds he suffered were skin trauma, but the healing speed of the wound is extremely slow, logically In other words, he possesses demonic power and can repair his body by himself, but he still hasn't woken up. Where did you pick up such a nondescript treasure?"

The "skin trauma" mentioned by Gan Song is of course for monsters. As long as the soul of monsters is not destroyed, the human form cultivated can gradually recover no matter how severely injured. Considered a cutaneous trauma.

On the first day Wen Zihe woke up, he secretly took off the white veil covering his eyes, slipped out, and looked at the injuries of several people.Lu Yebai's whole body was covered with white gauze, only a pair of eyes were exposed, the eyes were closed, and the eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelids, looking very peaceful.

But Wen Zihe knew that Lu Yebai would not be easy. When he caught Lu Yebai, he noticed that the man was covered in blood. If he didn't have a bit of evil spirit hanging in his body, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

The body covered under the white gauze must have been scarred and shocking.

Thinking of this, his whole body seemed to have suddenly sunk into an ice cellar, and he felt a sudden chill. He wrapped his white robe tightly around his body and tried to calm himself down: "I picked it up across the door."

21 years ago, Xijing was opposite to his "home".

As soon as he opened the door that day, he saw an immature face, holding a messy thing in his hands, smiling like a treasure.Even though he was very wary before, at that moment, he couldn't bear to tell people to get out.

This unbearable thought involved so many things in the future. When Wen Zihe thought about it occasionally, he never had any regrets.

"A human being has that kind of monster power, I'm afraid it's unknown." Gan Song patted the armrest of a grand teacher's chair beside him with both hands, and sat down on it, "Have you really thought about it?"

Gan Song always sees the truth without telling the truth, since he even used the word "unknown", he must already know the source of the monster power on Lu Yebai, Wen Zihe asked: "Senior, do you know how to separate that monster power?" Inside him?"

"I'm a barefoot doctor, and I can only heal wounds of the flesh. It's better to leave it to Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits and demons." Gan Song said, "However, since it's that monster, it must be difficult to get rid of it. It doesn't matter whether this person or you What does it matter, you also have to be prepared for him to become something else after he wakes up. Will you still be on his side at that time?"

"Of course not." Wen Zihe spoke softly, seemingly without thinking, as if he had made a decision long ago.

There was a sense of confusion in my heart.

He rarely thought at a loss, if it was Ying Hui who woke up, would he put the knife on that person's neck?To that face?

His eyes ached again, it seemed that the emotions in his heart had infected his five senses.He exhaled slightly and felt himself slowly calm down before he said, "I want to sit for a while."

Gan Song collected the white gauze herbal medicines, stood up, glanced at him, and seemed to sigh: "My old man can't care about the big affairs of Fengqi Mountain anymore."

The implication is that you can only take care of your own children's affairs - so no matter what you do, I will naturally cover it.

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