In that distant little black house

The water was warm, washing away the tiredness on his body. Before taking a bath, Zhang Jingmo added a lot of psychic liquid to the pool.This spiritual liquid can not only remove the impurities in the body, but also repair the damage of the body, but it will not work if it is used too many times.

Zhang Jingmo soaked his body in the water, and his black hair floated on the water like dense seaweed. Because of his cultivation, his skin was as white as jade. Except for the glaring blackness on his left shoulder, the rest of his body looked very Perfect.

While Zhang Jingmo was resting, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhang Jingmo asked angrily, "Who?"

A voice belonging to a child came from outside the door: "Master, are you back?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "Guijiu? Haven't you already fallen asleep?"

Lu Guijiu said: "I vaguely heard Master and Qingfeng talking in the house..."

Zhang Jingmo was silent for a while, then said, "Come in."

With a creak, the four-year-old Lu Guijiu opened the door on tiptoe, and then walked cautiously into the smoky bathroom.

Zhang Jingmo was soaking in the bathtub, and when he saw Lu Guijiu walking towards him, there were still some tears on his face.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo frowned: "Why are you crying?"

Lu Guijiu whimpered, but ignored Zhang Jingmo who was still in the water, and threw himself into his arms.

After Zhang Jingmo caught Lu Guijiu's soft body, he felt as if he had caught a piece of ice. He touched Lu Guijiu's pale face, and his brows frowned even tighter: "Why is it so cold... what happened?" gone."

Lu Guijiu held Zhang Jingmo tightly with his hands, and refused to let go. Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo didn't press anymore, but just removed the cold clothes on Lu Guijiu's body, and then soaked the child in the warm water. in the water.

The temperature blushed on Lu Guijiu's face, and his emotions finally eased, he stopped crying, but still hugged Zhang Jingmo and refused to let go.

The doll in front of her was soft and small, her face and body were white and tender, her lotus joint seemed to be holding Zhang Jingmo's arm tightly, her eyes darker than purple grapes were filled with tears.

Even though he knew how powerful his apprentice would be in the future, Zhang Jingmo's heart softened a bit, and he said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Lu Guijiu stammered and told Zhang Jingmo the matter.

It turned out that he had a terrible nightmare. After waking up from the dream, he vaguely heard the conversation between Zhang Jingmo and Qingfeng. He originally wanted to come out to meet Zhang Jingmo, but after fully waking up, he found that he wet the bed...

Lu Guijiu was anxious and frightened. He had never wet the bed since he was three years old, and his family praised him for it. Unexpectedly, this time he would be "unsafe at night." Looking at the map drawn on the bed sheet, I feel extremely sad.Coupled with the real nightmare just now, Lu Guijiu, who was only a young child, completely exploded.

He climbed down from the bed with his bare feet, and came to find Zhang Jingmo crying with his wet pants...

After Zhang Jingmo listened to Lu Guijiu's intermittent narration, he felt it was funny, but he was afraid of hurting Lu Guijiu's self-esteem by laughing out loud, so he said softly, "What did Guijiu dream about? Let's talk to Master." listen?"

Lu Guijiu shook his head, his rosy face turned pale again.

Zhang Jingmo said: "Master won't blame you, just say it."

Lu Guijiu lowered his head, like a naughty cat that was discovered by the owner. After being questioned repeatedly by Zhang Jingmo, he reluctantly revealed the contents of the nightmare. He said: "I dreamed that my house was on fire. Both brother and father are... dead."

Zhang Jingmo's heart moved slightly when he heard the words, but his face remained calm, he said: "Is that so... What else did Guijiu dream about?"

A dazed look appeared on Lu Guijiu's face, and he said, "I also dreamed that there was a scary monster, so scary... no eyes, like a stone with a big mouth..."

Zhang Jingmo was silent for a moment, and said, "Does Guijiu like home?"

Lu Guijiu nodded. In fact, he didn't understand why his father had to send him out, but he also knew that his father had not treated him badly. He said, "I miss my father, and I also miss my brother."

Zhang Jingmo had never heard these words.

The former Lu Guijiu had always been very disciplined in front of him, and the master and apprentice lived far away, and they only met once every three or four months.

Zhang Jingmo never asked about Lu Guijiu's family, and Lu Guijiu never spoke.

However, Zhang Jingmo vaguely remembered that the Lu family suffered a disaster later, and neither Lu Guijiu's father nor brother survived... This incident seemed to have become a demon in Lu Guijiu's mind.

Zhang Jingmo calculated with his fingers, and found that the Lu family really had a catastrophe, but he was injured just now, but he was unable to figure out what the catastrophe was.

But this is not a problem, after he recovers from his injury, he can go to Lu's house in person.

Lu Guijiu was too small, and his whole body might be submerged when sitting in the bath, so he clung to Zhang Jingmo's body with his hands while sitting on Zhang Jingmo's lap.Lu Guijiu was so emotional just now that he didn't pay attention to anything. After he calmed down, he noticed that Zhang Jingmo's right shoulder was black with a few hideous imprints, apparently injured by something.

Lu Guijiu wanted to touch the wound with his hand, but he didn't dare, so he cried, "Master, what's wrong with your shoulder?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "I was injured by a monster, nothing happened, it will be fine in a few days."

Lu Guijiu obviously didn't believe it, he looked at Zhang Jingmo distressedly, then pouted his mouth and blew lightly on the wound: "No pain, no pain..."

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo felt it was funny, he said: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt to be a teacher."

Lu Guijiu muttered in a low voice, saying that when he grows up, he will kill all these annoying monsters, so as not to hurt Master... and so on.

Zhang Jingmo adjusted his breath while listening, and when he found that Lu Guijiu had lost his voice and looked down, he found that the little meat dumpling had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

Zhang Jingmo was angry and funny, he knew that the child was immature, and he would forget most of what he said, but he didn't expect that the kid comforted him, and he fell asleep while talking.Zhang Jingmo reached out and hugged Lu Guijiu, then wiped off the water on his body, and wrapped Lu Guijiu in clean clothes.

Although Zhang Jingmo was by his side, Lu Guijiu obviously had something on his mind. Even when he was asleep, he still had a wrinkled face.Zhang Jingmo was upset when he saw it, so he stretched out his index finger and gently pressed Lu Guijiu's frown down.

Seeing that Lu Guijiu stretched out his sleeping face, Zhang Jingmo was satisfied. He dried his long hair with spells, changed into clean clothes, and walked out of the bathroom with Lu Guijiu in his arms.

When he was walking out, he suddenly remembered that the pool of water had been filled with psychic liquid. Lu Guijiu had soaked it once when he was young, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Mingyue, who was guarding the door, showed a shocked expression when she saw Zhang Jingmo coming out holding Lu Guijiu.

Zhang Jingmo asked, "Where did you go just now?" If Mingyue was still guarding the door, Lu Guijiu would not be able to knock on his door.

Mingyue knelt down tremblingly, and replied in a trembling voice: "Mingyue was anxious just now... she left for a while..."

Zhang Jingmo took a deep look at him, said nothing, and left with Lu Guijiu in his arms.He knew that the boy didn't dare to lie, and there was no need to lie.

It seems that the vitality of Lu Guijiu's family really fell on him.

Carrying Lu Guijiu back to the room, Zhang Jingmo helped Lu Guijiu put on a new bed sheet, and removed the bed sheet with the map drawn on it.

In fact, Zhang Jingmo was in a delicate mood at this time, he had never heard of Lu Guijiu's bed-wetting after entering the mountain gate before, and Lu Guijiu didn't want to tell anyone about it, so he kept it a secret.

But this time, he met him. Does this mean that Lu Guijiu has a handle on him?

Zhang Jingmo thought it was a little funny, put Lu Guijiu on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then got up and left.

In fact, since his rebirth this time, he has made up his mind to let Lu Guijiu do what he can't do, and he never seeks the Tao wholeheartedly like before, and his mood has become inexplicably clearer.

Maybe just like what his master said back then, Zhang Jingmo is really not suitable for cultivating Taoism?

After Zhang Jingmo left, he didn't go back to his room, but began to heal his wounds on the spiritual cave of the cave.

When the demon python bit down, it must have used all its strength to kill Zhang Jingmo, so the injury would not be light.

If Zhang Jingmo hadn't known that Mingzhi, who was more than seven inches above the monster python's height, could release the python's poison, I'm afraid he would not have used this simple but absolutely dangerous method.

According to Zhang Jingmo's previous experience, it may take several years before the injury heals completely.But it doesn't affect much on weekdays, just occasionally a little dull pain.

However, the wound was still black at this time, and the poisonous blood in the flesh hadn't been drained, so Zhang Jingmo might have to soak in the psychic liquid for a few days to heal completely.

Even for a sect as big as the Lingxu sect, the spiritual liquid is extremely precious. With Zhang Jingmo's status, he may only get a small bottle within ten years.

However, Zhang Jingmo had already planned to use psychic liquid to remove all impurities in Lu Guijiu's body before he built his foundation. The psychic liquid in his hand was obviously not enough.

If it is not enough, then go to deprive it, this is the law of the cultivation world.

Although Zhang Jingmo's cultivation level is still relatively low at this time, his actual combat experience is absolutely unmatched. If he really made up his mind to snatch the spiritual liquid, it might be easy to succeed.

But there is no need to take this risky move now, because Zhang Jingmo knows where the two undiscovered underground spiritual springs are located.

I don't know if he threw Lu Guijiu directly into Lingquan's eyes, what kind of copper-skinned and iron-boned body would Lu Guijiu refine?Thinking of this, Zhang Jingmo showed a hint of interest.