[Old Nine Gates] N Different Buddhas and Ba Ye

Zhang Rishan relied on being a sick person, eating and drinking in Qi's mansion, and occupying Qi Huan's bed, constantly howling: "Baye...I'm hungry."

"It still hurts!"

"I'm in so much pain..."

"Baye..."

"Say one more word! I'll send you back to Zhang's mansion!" This babble was endless, and Qi Huan's ears were covered with calluses, and his hand that held the pen almost trembled, but he forgot the original sadness Everyone was spotless, "Xiaoman!" he shouted out of the room with a drawn out voice.

"Baye?" Xiaoman carried a wooden box, dug out a pile of bruises and walked in.

"Go and invite Dr. Chen from the west of the city."

"But it's night now?"

Qi Huan stopped the pen in his hand. On top of the yellow talisman was a Taoist incantation. The red cinnabar runes were really dazzling, as if they had magical powers. "Give this to him, and he will be willing to come."

"Come on." Xiaoman handed the box full of wound medicine to Qi Huan, and took the yellow talisman and hurried out the door.

The room was quiet, Zhang Rishan lay on the bed and turned his head to look around, what is Ba Ye writing?

The warm yellow candlelight shone in the room, and the man was writing and brushing in the dimly lit place. For no reason... a burst of warmth surged into his heart, "Baye..." calling Qi Huan coquettishly .

Qi Huan didn't even raise his head and looked serious, "What's the matter?" It was written in cinnabar scriptures that Zhang Rishan didn't understand.

"I··"

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It's strange that he didn't speak for a long time, "What the hell are you..." He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Rishan, the cunning peach blossom eyes like a fox in the past, now looking at him with a little wetness, like a man who considers himself the master The wolf cub, Qi Huan couldn't help softening his tone, "Adjutant Zhang..."

"Hmm..." He looked at Qi Huan like a dementia, he was really good-looking.

"Someone said it..." Qi Huan couldn't help smiling, and said softly, "Are you like a wolf cub?"

"..." He just broke away from his dementia, and just seeing this man's complacent look, he couldn't help but put on a straight face, "I'm a human, Ba Ye, don't get me wrong." He fell asleep and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Hey, you kid." He was about to say Zhang Rishan, you are really small, when Xiaoman's voice came from outside the door.

"Baye—the doctor is here."

"Come in quickly!"

Doctor Chen is sixty years old, and he specializes in treating bruises. He rushed over in the middle of the night, Qi Huan hurriedly handed him a cup of tea, and said very politely: "Old Chen, my younger brother hurt his waist, so we are bothering you."

"Tsk..." The old man brushed aside his beard and drank the tea, with an expression that was still unfinished, and handed the teacup to Xiaoman, "Give me another sip!" He turned around and sat on the stool, squinting his eyes as if in a dream, not waking up .

Seeing him dawdling, Qi Huan was not in a hurry, he just held the cinnabar charm that he copied just now in his hand, and dangled it in front of his eyes, "This is the talisman of the town house?"

"Hey, give it to me!"

"See a doctor first!"

Elder Chen was getting old and his legs and feet were inconvenient. He expected that he would not be able to grab Qi Huan, so he drank a few more sips of tea to vent his anger, and then came to the bed, "Well...what is Qi Jiu, where is the injury?"

Zhang Rishan turned his back and refused to come, but retorted sullenly: "My name is not Qi Jiu."

The patient refused to cooperate. As a doctor, Mr. Chen never wronged himself. He grabbed the town house amulet on the table and stuffed it into his sleeve. Going to run away.

"Wait!" Qi Huan didn't stop him, but took out a stack of peace charms from his sleeve, "Take him a good doctor, this..." shaking in his hand, seeing that Old Chen's eyes were glued to it, Then stuffed it into the cuff again, "Please."

"Okay, okay..." He walked quickly to the bed, no longer pretending to be old, weak, sick or disabled. Taking advantage of Zhang Rishan's unpreparedness, he turned him over, "Let me see..." He touched his waist For a while, he seemed to be very disdainful, "It's a small wound, just apply some medicated oil, and invite me to come!"

"Let go of me!" "You're making noise to the old man."

Mr. Chen deliberately pressed Zhang Rishan's wound, and the victim grinned in pain, and felt his pulse, teasing him intentionally: "I said you are a brat, do you think you are young and have too much kidney energy?" Looking around with Zhang Rishan, it seems to be implying something.

In the past, Zhang Rishan used to have a certain amount of advance and retreat, but now he seemed to be stabbed in the heart, and sternly retorted: "It's better than being old and disrespectful!"

"Who are you talking about!"

"Say you are old and disrespectful!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Qi Huan hurriedly started a fight, "Mr. Chen is late at night, I will send you back." Mr. Chen didn't hesitate anymore, and handed a white bottle to Qi Huan, "Give this to him Press your waist, hum!" Then he took the yellow talisman and ran away.

"Ba Ye...he just pressed on my wound and it hurts so much." Zhang Rishan lay on the bed, moaning and mourning at Qi Huan endlessly.

Today's Zhang Rishan was really uncharacteristically, making himself feel depressed, so he went outside to blow the cold wind to find some peace.

"Xiao Man came to give him medicine."

"Alright, Eighth Master."

"Eighth Master!"

Ignoring Zhang Rishan's resentful eyes, he lifted the curtain and walked out, as soon as Qi Huan left, he sat up abruptly, he didn't look weak, and Xiaoman was amazed when he saw it: "Adjutant Zhang, are you not in pain anymore? "Holding the medicated oil, he was about to apply medicine for him.

Zhang Rishan remained silent, looked at the outer door for a while, and when he didn't see Qi Huan coming back, he calmed down and began to talk to Xiaoman, "I ask you...what's the matter with Ba Ye today?"

Xiaoman didn't stop moving his hands, and replied wonderingly: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Rishan had no choice but to speak more bluntly, "Why didn't he see any visitors today?"

"This..." His hands stopped moving, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Zhang Rishan closed his clothes, turned around and urged: "Speak quickly!" He was really anxious, afraid that something might happen, Qi Huan deliberately concealed himself, "Don't worry, I'm doing it for the good of Baye."

Xiaoman's face was troubled, and after hesitating again and again, he said: "Ba Ye came back from Zhang's residence today, and his face is very bad."

He clenched his hand on the bed sheet, guessing in his heart that it was indeed related to the Buddha...

"Adjutant Zhang, what are you doing..." Xiao Man thought that Adjutant Zhang might understand why Ba Ye is so abnormal, but now Adjutant Zhang seems to have been infected by Ba Ye, and his face is extremely ugly. I am afraid that I should go out to be safe, and lower my head to pack the medicine box. Didn't dare to look up, "Adjutant rest... I'm going back to the house."

"Yeah." He lay on the bed and touched his lower back. Maybe it was a big bruise, but it was obviously just a bruise, but he felt a dull pain in his whole back, even his chest, so he turned over and lay down. , "Eight Lord... Buddha Lord..." Zhang Rishan and Zhang Qishan are only a word apart, so shouldn't they be treated equally...

"It's so cold!" The wind outside was so cold, Qi Huanmo rubbed his hands and ran in, only to see Zhang Rishan in a daze, "Stupid?"

He leaned against the bed and touched his forehead, "It's not burning..." Just when he was puzzled, he was hugged around the waist.

"Eighth Lord."

"Why?"

The person took off his glasses again, and the originally slanted almond eyes were not covered by the glasses, revealing the original dangerous appearance, this is another Qi Ba.

Only he knew that Qi Huan, who took off his mask, said, "Yin Xinyue was killed by you." There was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he was just repeating an extremely ordinary thing.

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Qi Huan originally wanted to pretend to be peaceful, but felt that it was boring to pretend that he had been seen through, so he admitted, "Well, it's me." With an extremely relaxed expression, he swayed and hummed Jinling's ditty 'Qin Huai Scene', he wanted to see what Zhang Rishan was going to do.

"Baye..."

"Shh!"

Qi Huanyu put his finger on his lips, signaling him not to speak, "Did you hear that?" He stretched out his hand to open the window, and the cold wind blew in instantly, making people feel chilly all over his body, "Our guests from Peking can't bear it any longer. .” The smile was even worse.

At the same time, the Zhang Mansion was in chaos.