[Comprehensive martial arts] Boy, is there a magic stick?

"Young master, how are you doing?!"

The old butler was really terrified when he heard that the followers who had been with his young master reported that he accidentally lost him.

After sending people down the mountain to inquire for a long time, but still unable to find any news about his young master, he couldn't help becoming more and more anxious. Finally, he simply gathered his people and planned to search around in the nearby forests and towns.

Unexpectedly, just as they got off the mountain, they met the person they were anxiously looking for on the mountainside, and they almost wept with joy.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head at the other party and said, "It's nothing, don't worry."

Then he briefly explained to him what happened at the foot of the mountain today.

Hearing this, the old butler couldn't help but patted his chest and was terrified, thinking that if Ximen Chuuxue was really in danger today, then he really didn't know how to explain to his old master, even though his impression of Zhao Feiyu in the past was really not that good. Well, after all, no one wants to have a ghost who doesn't know what the plan is always hovering around his young master, but today's matter should really thank the other party.

The old housekeeper turned to Ximen Chuuxue to tell him where Zhao Feiyu was at the moment, bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for helping my young master out of trouble today. I am very grateful!"

Zhao Feiyu wrote on the ground with a tree branch - "It's a small matter, no need to thank you! Don't worry, your son will be covered by me in the future, and nothing will happen to him. Please take care of your old man! XD"

The old butler: "..."

After returning to the villa, life returned to the stagnant waters of the past, but this time there was an extra boy named Lu Xiaofeng, who would travel here and there to visit here from time to time, I am very enthusiastic about exchanging feelings with my new friends...

On this day, Zhao Feiyu was sitting on the top of the wall watching the Ximen boy practicing sword not far away.

The child's body was already developing rapidly, and the little devil who was barely as tall as his waist seemed to grow a lot taller in the blink of an eye.

"..." Zhao Feiyu stared at the young man who was concentrating on practicing his sword. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the Ximen boy today looked a little different from the past.

"Simen, your face is a little red, you must be sick...?"

When the boy finally finished his practice and put his sword back into its sheath, Zhao Feiyu jumped down from the wall, patted his clothes and walked up to Ximen Chuuxue who was still panting slightly because of the action just now, and leaned over worriedly to look at him carefully That blushing face was obviously abnormal, hesitantly said: "Why don't I go back to rest for today, maybe I caught a cold when I stepped on the quilt last night, how about asking a doctor to come and see...?"

"..." Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him when he heard the words, and after his panting subsided, he wiped his face with the towel handed over by the servant, then shook his head, turned around and walked towards the study.

Zhao Feiyu still followed behind him step by step like in the past, and because he was worried that the other party was really sick, he even raised his hand to check the temperature on the other party's forehead.

"It seems to be really hot." Zhao Feiyu looked at the other party and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure it's really all right? Is there any discomfort?"

Ximen Chuuxue was probably annoyed by his continuous inquiries, and he didn't answer him calmly until he sat down at the long table in the study: "It's all right."

Zhao Feiyu saw that there was nothing wrong with the other party except that his body temperature was a little higher and his face was a little redder, so he didn't continue to ask questions, but still followed the boy as usual or acted as the spirit behind him. Or go around around Zhuangzi to tease Dahei, or simply run to tease the few guards in the villa who occasionally go lazy on weekdays, supervise the other party to work hard...

And this situation continued until Ximen Chuuxue went to bed at night.

Zhao Feiyu is still the same as before, sleeping on the roof of the boy's bedroom in Ximen every night, except for occasionally sitting on the table in the boy's room to shelter from the rain when it is windy and rainy, other times he is very dutiful. The role of a sword spirit who is responsible for guarding the home of the master and protecting the personal safety of the other party.

It was very late at midnight when the moon was dim, and Zhao Feiyu, who was lying on the roof, began to hear some irregular panting sounds coming from Ximen Chuuxue's room, and the sound of the other party lying on the bed tossing and turning the quilt uncomfortably. sound.

"..." Zhao Feiyu felt that the situation was not right. Thinking of the daytime, he wondered if the young man was in good health, so he flew into the room quickly, wanting to see how the young man was doing at the moment.

And the situation in front of him was exactly as he expected, the boy Ximen was having a fever at the moment, and he seemed to be suffering terribly, curled up in a small ball under the quilt, and even his mind seemed to be in a trance: "..."

"..." Zhao Feiyu was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to wake up the drowsy young man who didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, and asked him what was wrong?

However, after the awakened white-clothed boy realized that the person in front of him was him, he was silent for a moment, and answered him with the same sentence before: "I'm fine..."

"Why do you have a fever when you're fine?" Zhao Feiyu was in a hurry, staring at the other person's face without blinking, and said: "Didn't you also study medicine, don't you even know whether you are sick or not?"

The juvenile version of Ximen Jianshen looked at him blankly for a moment, then continued to display his character of being unable to beat a fart with three sticks, fell down and pretended to be asleep and ignored him: "..."

"..." The corners of Zhao Feiyu's eyes twitched. He had never seen such a difficult kid. Although his younger brother was quite annoying when he was young, he didn't play tricks on him like the other party. Talk to people.

However, thinking that this person is still a sick person after all, and he has a very stubborn temper, it is better for him to touch his hair at this time, so he still tried his best to soften his tone and said: "Ximen, if you don't feel well, You must say what you say in time, otherwise you will be in trouble if you accidentally prolong your illness. Since you are proficient in medical science, you naturally know how difficult it is to treat the illness if it drags on for a long time... Dear Simon, tell big brother quickly, you Where exactly is it uncomfortable?"

"..." However, Ximen Chuuxue seemed to think that he was too wordy, and this time he simply pulled up the quilt and even covered his ears completely, obviously wanting to give him a "out of sight"...

"..." Zhao Feiyu didn't speak again when he saw this, but stood up after taking a deep breath, and then, with a smile, he lifted the quilt that was covering the opponent's head!

Under Ximen Chuuxue's somewhat surprised eyes, it was like picking up a disobedient cat, grabbing the back collar of the other's clothes and lifting it off the bed...