After the rebirth, the villain was arched

He never suspected that there was something wrong with Huabuyu, this kid was very clear about right and wrong, and he looked more and more like his previous life.

Ji Cangsheng slept restlessly, had nightmares again and again, was too tired to wake up, and experienced those painful memories over and over again.From the disciples leaving one after another, to the murder case, those eyes, eyes with various emotions...

Unbelievable, disappointed, doubtful, disgusted...the list goes on.

Someone shook his shoulders, interrupting this depressive and powerless dream.

"Master?"

There was a gap in the window, and the moonlight sneaked in, covering the room with a layer of ignorant light.Knowing that it was a dream, but still very sad.

Ji Cangsheng had a severe headache, and for a moment he couldn't see who was coming, but he could feel that he was lying on the bed with his pillow on his head, and he didn't pass out with his legs hanging out of the bed like before.

"You have a bit of a fever." The man's voice was low and soft, and he changed the thin kerchief on his forehead. The kerchief soaked in cold water was cold, which was very reassuring, "Seeing that you don't seem to be feeling well , do you want some water?"

Only then did Ji Cangsheng see clearly who was serving him.

He guessed that he was having a nightmare and hadn't woken up for a long time, so he woke himself up, and he found an excuse for being so considerate.

He sighed lightly and didn't speak.

The boy found another handkerchief, soaked it in warm tea, and carefully moistened his slightly dry lips.The tea is made from the herbal tea he has been using recently, and the effect of calming the nerves is not bad.

Ji Cangsheng was not used to this, and wanted to sit up by himself, Huabuyu immediately supported him with his hands, took off the handkerchief from his forehead, sat on the edge of the bed, and replaced the handkerchief with a teacup.

A strong arm was slanted on his back, and half of his shoulders were leaning on the man's embrace. Kong Wu's strong heartbeat hit him, and the man behind him was warm, so it was comfortable to lean against.

After taking two sips of the water, she didn't feel too thirsty, Hua Buyu put the cup back on the low cabinet beside the bed, still propped it up for him to lean on, and didn't take the initiative to say anything else.

Ever since Shougong Zhen saw him again, this guy was a little abnormal, but he didn't ask a word, that's okay, anyway, he didn't have the energy to prevaricate for now, let's wait for Huabuyu to ask.

The night was deep and quiet, without even the sound of the wind blowing or the chirping of insects. The moonlight drew a thin snow-white and crystal-clear screen in the room, ending in front of the bed.

There was a vacancy in his heart, urging him like a demon, Hua Buyu suppressed the reluctance that was about to overflow his chest, helped Ji Cangsheng to lie down, and changed the handkerchief again.

Ever since Li Shujun told him that, Huabuyu couldn't help but feel flustered, pinching his heart again and again like an invisible hand.

Not long after nightfall, I was really worried, so I thought about getting some supper to go and see, but I didn't know that it was late at night and the lights in the house were still on.

Huabuyuhou knocked on the door, but no one answered him. When he opened the door and went in, he saw someone half-curled up on the bed as if passed out, the lamp was not turned off, the quilt was not put on, and his breathing was short and weak.

The hand pinching his heart squeezed hard, making him a little out of breath, and his internal organs ached.

He forgot everything he wanted to say, and he couldn't say a word. He could pick someone up with a light touch, as light as a floating leaf.

On weekdays, the proud and cold person was covered with scorching fire, his limbs were incredibly soft, Hua Buyu pursed his lips and took care of him carefully, and in the quiet night, only his heart was beating like it was about to pop out of his chest.

When the sky was covered with a thin layer of light, Ji Cangsheng's fever subsided. It stands to reason that even ordinary cultivators would hardly get sick, let alone the cultivation of Tianyuan Xianzun.This burning is inextricably related to the matter of Shougong Town.

But Hua Buyu didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't tell the matter. He couldn't even go to Haihe Shangxian to get the medicine. He originally planned to use his own blood if the fever didn't subside after dawn. Fortunately, he was fine.

The person on the bed slept soundly, Huabuyu sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it for a while, then fumbled and collected the good things and left, went to the cafeteria to cook some porridge again, and made some snacks to replace last night’s Bring snacks.

Thinking that Ji Cangsheng was still asleep, he entered the house without knocking, but his feet stopped abruptly on the threshold.

Ji Cangsheng half-closed up a dark bottom shirt, with the collar attached to the lower edge of the butterfly bone, making her fair skin as fragile as a blow can break it.

The person in front of the closet paused, then pulled up his clothes and put them on. He turned his head and lowered his eyelashes, and said in a slightly impatient tone, "What are you still standing there for?"

Huabuyu stupidly put the other foot in and closed the door.

Ji Cangsheng: "..."

"Master, I..." Huabuyu explained hastily, "I thought you were still asleep."

"Yeah." Ji Cangsheng glanced at the food box in his hand, "Leave it alone, I'm covered in sweat, I'll go wash it."

"But this day, the spring water on the mountain is still cold..." The spring water of Xianmei Mountain seems to have spirituality. There are two small springs in the back mountain, which are warm in winter and cool in summer. After the second season of Cangsheng, it almost became someone's exclusive there.

Ji Cangsheng frowned: "No problem."

"Then disciple, go and prepare first." This person was sick and too lazy to do it, of course he would not heat up the spring water by himself, Hua Buyu lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at it, put the food box on the table, and did not wait for the answer I ran away first.

He looked like he was running away.

During this time, some wild chrysanthemums were blooming just right, and after a short while Huabuyu collected a large box, while warming the water in the small pool, he washed the petals in another pool and put them in.

The weather has been getting colder for a while, and after the water heats up, a white mist slowly forms. Ji Cangsheng came after the basket of flowers was only half removed.

Speaking of which, because the taste of chrysanthemums is a bit bitter, Ji Cangsheng has never liked to use this kind of flower as the main note of incense. Now the pond is full of these petals, and the dissatisfaction hangs on his face.

"Master, this wild chrysanthemum has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, soothing wind and calming the liver. It may be more comfortable after soaking it."

Ji Cangsheng hummed, and put away the antipathy on his face. After being sick, his heart was depressed, and smelling the usual bitter taste was refreshing, and it was indeed not so annoying.

Hua Buyu just wanted to speed up the work at hand, don't make people wait for a long time, a dusty coat fell on the edge of the pool in the corner of sight.

"..."

Even though he tried his best to lower his head and touch the petals in his hands, he still couldn't catch the self-centered gaze that was about to drift away. He knew it was disrespectful, but there was a constant instigated thought in his heart, urging him to raise his eyes quickly.

A clean and white foot appeared in the corner of sight. The meridians on it were not obvious. It was as thin as its owner, and it was submerged in the water a little bit.Huabuyu looked along the curve of the smooth calf as if she lost her soul, her knees were slightly red from the cold, and then went up...

Covered by the hem of the dark undershirt, the water vapor is dense on the soft legs, and the shadow cast by the hem is a bit dangerous.

Realizing what she was looking at, Huabuyu's heart suddenly exploded, and his ears rang instantly. What kind of way he was, even the master dared to covet him!

The strange itchy climbing made him wish to take off his head on the spot to apologize, but what he saw just now was like a gangrene, deeply embedded in his mind, and he couldn't get it out no matter what.

Fortunately, the water mist is getting thicker and nothing can be found. If they are found out, they will be kicked out of the mountain gate.

The sound of shallow water rang in his ears, and Huabuyu felt even more difficult. For the first time, he even felt that such a good memory was a very bad thing. reappeared in his mind.

The reddish skin from the heat, the looming under the white undershirt...

Huabuyu suppressed her gradually heavy breathing, seriously thinking about how to set up a soundproof enchantment so as not to be discovered, then she heard the person on the other end chuckle:

"If you want to cook me, it may be too late."

"...cough." Hua Buyu was distracted, suddenly choked, really choked, coughed several times in a row, the coughing became more obvious, she quickly put the bamboo basket on her lap, speeding up the movement in her hand action.

However, during the time of two cups of tea, Ji Cangsheng seemed to be heated up. The water was so shallow that his chest only reached his chest when he sat in the pool, so he sat on the edge of the pool, his legs soaked in the water, and his toes just touched the bottom of the pool.

It was still skin that had been scalded to a fine powder, but the black undershirt was different from the white undershirt, it was not see-through at all, but it stuck to the body wetly, making the skin look even more...

Huabuyu's throat rolled, and he swallowed unconsciously. He blinked a few times before looking back, only to realize that he had torn up the whole basket of little flowers.

The inexplicable loss quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Master, I'm going back first."

"Wait." Ji Cangsheng's voice was still as calm as clear water, as if he didn't notice, "Bring me another set of clothes."

Just forgot.

"Yes." Hua Buyu lowered her head and nodded again, not daring to look over, she carried the basket down the mountain and set up layers of barriers nearby.

Leaving the vicinity of the spring, the cold air hits his face, but the slow irritability that can't be blown away makes the base of his tongue a little numb.

Hurrying back to Ji Cangsheng's hut, the smell of that person in the room revived the feeling that was about to dissipate.Huabuyu's face was hot and red, he took a set of clothes at random and left in a hurry, finally squatting dryly not far from the spring, waiting for the anger to subside.

After reciting the heart-purifying mantra for about twenty times, Hua did not say a word before returning to deliver the clothes. I thought Ji Cangsheng should have soaked it, but saw a person sitting by the pool and playing with the water with his hands. The water stains on his upper body were almost dry .

"Master..." Hua Buyu said helplessly, "I will catch cold."

Ji Cangsheng raised his chin as if he didn't hear it: "Come here and help me tie up my hair."

Huabuyu: "..."

He walked over at a low pace, knelt down halfway, and smoothed his ink-like long hair. After brushing it up inexperiencedly, he remembered: "Master, there is no hairpin."

Ji Cangsheng paused, and asked, "Do you have any?"

Hua Buyu looked at the white and tender neck in a daze, thinking about the hairpin that Ji Cangsheng wore earlier, it was a bit tasteful: "Yes, there is... but it may not be suitable."

"Cloud and mud dream?"

"no……"

"how is it like."

Huabuyu gritted her sour teeth, and took out the silver hairpin, because she still had to hold the tucked-up hair with one hand, and when she handed it over, it stuck to the person's back.

The silver hairpin is a simple hairpin, about five inches long, with a jasper bead on one end. There is only a simple silver carved holder under the bead, which looks simple and elegant.

"That's it."

"Hmm." Hua didn't respond, she backed away a little, and fixed her hair with a hairpin. Ji Cangsheng had quite a lot of hair, and when she moved around, one or two strands of hair fell to her shoulders.

It seems no wonder he can't pull his hair, it's because his hair is disobedient.

As if feeling Huabuyu's entanglement, Ji Cangsheng spoke with a faint smile:

"Thank you."

To be continued.

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