Master, love me again!

Master's injury was indeed serious, Wei Shengming did not lie to him about this.In the next few days, Zhuo Junchen spent most of his time in Bieyue residence with his master, except for taking a medicinal bath according to the time arranged by Mu Zisu.

Except when Du Heng came for diagnosis and treatment, Shen Hanfeng would let Zhuo Junchen avoid him, and the master and apprentice stayed together the rest of the time.It's just that most of the time Shen Hanfeng was either closing his eyes and resting his mind, or falling asleep.

Master's spirit has become very bad, even when he is awake, he is still sleepy.Zhuo Junchen was extremely worried about his master's condition, but in private, no matter how much he questioned Du Heng, Du Heng always looked like he was talking about him.In addition to being anxious in his heart, Zhuo Junchen actually avoided a lot of embarrassment.He himself doesn't remember the beauty of Taiyun Mountain very clearly, but he remembers the clear eyes of the master at that time very clearly.

Master avoided talking about it, probably because he thought he was insane at the time, so he didn't take it to heart.

These speculations were put in Zhuo Junchen's heart, together with the things about Wei Shengming who originally planned to tell Master.With the appearance of the master now, saying this matter is just to make him worry, Zhuo Junchen thought quite optimistically, he still has such a long way to go before the stage of transforming into a god, and there is no need to worry too much about Wei Shengming. too anxious.

After that day, Wei Shengming didn't know what happened, and he never appeared again.These days, Zhuo Junchen seems to be a different person. He used to practice extremely hard, but now he has thrown away the habit of more than ten years. If he can not practice, he will not practice. Do not touch.But even so, his cultivation base is still growing at a seemingly slow speed, and the aura in his body seems to have its own consciousness, communicating with the world, and spontaneously operating.Zhuo Junchen knew that this was most likely caused by Weisheng, perhaps because he wanted to subtly transform his body to be more suitable for the demons.

"Master tired?" Zhuo Junchen put down the classics he was reciting in his hands, and looked at Shen Hanfeng who was sitting by the bed, the look of exhaustion between the master's eyebrows seemed a little heavier.Because he was worried about Wei Shengming, Zhuo Junchen asked Mu Zisu in private to borrow a lot of medical books related to the demon clan.Mu Zisu had known about the devilish energy in him, so he didn't have any doubts about it.Zhuo Junchen, in order to save the teacher from getting bored while convalescing his illness, occasionally picked out some insignificant chapters to read to the teacher.

Shen Hanfeng braced himself, but his eyes couldn't help but droop: "It's okay, if you're not tired, just keep reading."

Zhuo Junchen sighed in his heart, and walked to Master's bedside.The outer robe was originally only on Shen Hanfeng's shoulders, but Zhuo Junchen took it off casually, and helped Shen Hanfeng to lie down: "Since Master is tired, let's take a good rest. Achen is watching by the side."

Shen Hanfeng slightly raised his eyes to look at him, nodded and closed his eyes.Zhuo Junchen pressed the quilt for him, listening to the master's breathing gradually steady and long, his eyes unconsciously lingered on the master's sleeping face.

In the first few days, Zhuo Junchen found that whenever there was someone around, the master could not sleep well, and he would wake up extremely sensitively at the slightest movement.Now I don't know if he is used to being around him, Master can sleep quite peacefully, and his mind is clearer when he is awake.

He stretched out his hand and carefully brushed a strand of hair on the forehead of the master, but Zhuo Junchen accidentally stroked the master's forehead.The skin of the tentacle is warm and smooth, like the finest warm jade, and the slightly messy white hair scattered around it makes the master's face more delicate and pale.The slender eyelashes covered the usually clear and indifferent eyes, and two small shadows flowed out under the eyes.

Zhuo Junchen knew that his actions were out of bounds, but the touch on his hands was so beautiful that he couldn't help but slid his fingers down gently along the master's eyebrows.From the beautiful eyebrows, to the high nose bridge, to the bright red lips... Zhuo Junchen stopped when his fingers stroked the delicate and beautiful Adam's apple on the master's neck.

He withdrew his hand and realized that his breathing had become very rapid.Zhuo Junchen looked at the master's defenseless appearance, and felt a little bit of self-loathing and self-blame in his heart.Just as Wei Shengming said that day, the master treated him so well, but he had some thoughts about the master that he shouldn't have, which was a complete blasphemy and defilement of the master.

Clenching his fists tightly, Zhuo Junchen closed his eyes and expelled all those thoughts from his mind.He got up and wanted to go out to calm down, but the half-closed door was suddenly pushed open.Du Heng opened the door and came in, glanced at the nephew with a strange expression, then stood up and looked at Shen Hanfeng who was asleep on the bed: "Your master has fallen asleep? It seems that I came at the wrong time." Shen Hanfeng didn't treat Zhuo Jun Chen is so relieved, no matter how deeply he sleeps, Shen Hanfeng will wake up after a few breaths after he enters the door.

While speaking, Zhuo Junchen watched the master frowned, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred for a moment and he immediately became more awake.

"Master, uncle is here." Zhuo Junchen said in a low voice.Shen Hanfeng nodded. When he just woke up, he looked much better, and he put on the white robe by himself without the help of others.

Du Heng didn't talk nonsense with them, he sat on the edge of the bed and took a look at Shen Hanfeng's condition today.Zhuo Junchen retreated silently, leaving enough space for Du Heng and Shen Hanfeng.

Watching Zhuo Junchen carefully close the door, Du Heng's eyes flickered.When he came just now, he happened to see Zhuo Junchen's actions towards Shen Hanfeng through the gap in the door.After Zhuo Junchen caressed Shen Hanfeng's face, the expression on his face changed from greed and love to regret, which naturally fell into his eyes.This is definitely not the admiration and admiration of a disciple looking at the master, but it is like the deep love between Taoist couples.

Du Heng understood this look, but was even more terrified.If this matter is known and publicized by someone with a heart, Shen Hanfeng's reputation will be ruined without that person doing anything more.

Although Shen Hanfeng was mentally weak, he didn't become dull because of it, and immediately noticed something strange about Du Heng: "Du Heng?"

Du Heng came back to his senses, let go of his hands and said, "Today I feel a little better, but it's better than nothing. I thought about a prescription last night, which may be useful for your injury, but there are still some herbs missing. I have called Zisu went to the Disciple Hall to inquire, and there should be some news in a short time."

Shen Hanfeng thought that he was distracted because he was thinking about the medicine, so he didn't ask any more questions.Zhuo Junchen, who had been waiting outside the door, listened to these words.On weekdays, Du Heng would place restrictions on the room, but today he forgot it when his mind was confused.

After all, Du Heng was the master of the peak, so he didn't have that much time to be with Shen Hanfeng. After visiting, he left in a hurry.Before leaving, Du Heng told Zhuo Junchen not to forget to ask Mu Zisu for the medicine.Although there is a new prescription, the old prescription cannot be left behind until all the herbs are found.

"Zi Su, how about master asking you to find those medicines today?" Zhuo Junchen knocked on the door of Mu Zisu's room after he came back from Bie Yueju.

Today is the day when the Zhan Peak ranks, there are not a few disciples coming to the Spirit Medicine Peak, and Mu Zisu is too busy.Hearing Zhuo Junchen's question, Mu Zisu thought for a while before remembering it.

Mu Zisu said: "The steward of the Disciple Hall checked the warehouse, but found several kinds of medicines, but one piece of Phoenix-tail Glazed Grass is missing." Seeing Zhuo Junchen frowned, Mu Zisu explained, "Phoenix-tail Glazed Grass From the day of picking, the efficacy of the medicine can only last for half a month, and there is no way to store it. Besides, this Pteris vulgaris has extremely high requirements on the place where it grows, so it is rare. It's normal that Feng can't take it out."

Zhuo Junchen said: "Then in the master's prescription, can't this fairy grass be replaced by other things?"

Mu Zisu shook his head: "I read the prescription listed by the master, and the Phoenix-tail Glazed Grass is the main medicine, and the medicinal effect is quite strange. Anyway, I can't think of any kind of spiritual grass that can replace it."

Zhuo Junchen's heart sank even more, Mu Zisu had been carefully trained and taught by Du Heng, and his knowledge of medicine was quite good.Master Du knew that Phoenix-tail Glazed Grass is extremely rare, but he still prescribed this medicine, probably because it is extremely important.

Seeing that he was depressed, Mu Zisu patted him on the shoulder and explained: "You don't have to worry so much, there will always be a solution. It's just that the Phoenix-tail Glazed Grass is rare, and the medicinal effect is really tasteless, and you can always find it. "

While speaking, someone knocked on the door a few times, and a smiling voice asked, "Second Junior Brothers, excuse me."

The two looked up, Zhan Baichuan and Lian Xinhong were standing at the door, and it was Lian Xinhong who hadn't seen him for a long time who was talking.

In order to prevent anyone from missing him, Mu Zisu did not close the door when he entered, and even Xinhong and his two stood at the door for an unknown amount of time before interrupting their conversation.

Mu Zisu was already very familiar with the two of them, and he said with a smile: "The two senior brothers have come back? Could it be that they competed at the Zhan Peak right after they came back?"

Zhan Baichuan and Lian Xinhong looked at each other, the two entered the door together, without Mu Zisu calling, they spontaneously sat down around the table, Lian Xinhong even poured himself a cup of tea.

"That's right, I came back in a hurry, and I didn't even have time to change my clothes, so I was dragged to the competition stage by Senior Brother Zhan, and I was hanged." Lian Xinhong raised his hand, and his left hand was wrapped around a few times. The gauze was still faintly oozing blood.

In Mu Zisu's room, there was always a medicine box for injuries, and he treated Lian Xinhong's wounds very neatly: "It's been a long time, at least, but even senior brother, you have been on the stage for so long with your injuries? "

Lian Xinhong waved his hand and said: "The injury on the left hand does not hinder the use of the sword. Besides, the Zongmen Grand Competition is just around the corner, and I haven't sparred with others for so long, and the gestures are almost unfamiliar."

Mu Zisu snorted and said nothing, he naturally didn't understand why these Zhanfeng disciples were so enthusiastic about Bidou.

Even Xinhong didn't say anything, he turned his head to Zhuo Junchen who had been silent for a long time and said, "Junior Brother Zhuo seems to be extremely distressed, do you need brother to explain?"