Brother Xiu's Sickness Jianghu Road

Before parting with Ningxiu, Lin Ruru asked him again if there was really no news she wanted to know. She really liked him and wanted to give him something.

Ning Xiu shook his head and said with a smile, "Meeting by chance, how can Xiu and his virtue win the girl's favor, why don't we just say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Lin Ruru stared at Ningxiu's face that confuses the world, and gave out the Yaoqin in his hand, "You know, you know the piano, so I will give this piano to you." A bit shy like a little girl handing over a love letter.

Roland was watching from the sidelines, and he didn't know how rough his master was in essence. Giving him a piano would be better than giving him two meat buns.

As a result, Ningxiu generously accepted the piano, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, Xiu must cherish the gift from the girl."

At first glance, these two people have the sense of sight of a talented man and a beautiful woman in a playbook. Roland played the play in an instant and couldn't stand it any longer. He urged, "Master." Don't seduce (harmony) women from good families, you touched it with your little hand today. The teasing was also done, and we had a meal together, and now I have the token of reluctant love.If this goes on like this, he will soon be called Mrs. Lin Ruru.

After parting from Lin Ruru, Roland hesitated to speak to the qin in Ning Xiu's arms, "Master, why did you accept her qin?"

"Don't you think I have a special temperament when I wear a piano?" In the two months since he lost his martial arts, Ning Dacao had already realized that not only his combat effectiveness was reduced to scum, but the disappearance of the golden finger of the system meant that he was no longer rich and handsome. He is now He is so poor that only his temperament is left, he must protect his temperament well, and be an abandoned Zhihua with cultural connotation and convincing people with temperament.

"...Master, it's time for you to take the medicine." Roland was still thinking about the last medicine in the bag behind him, so he had to find a place to fry it for his master to eat, so as to consolidate the healing effect of the previous period.

"No need to eat, I have given up treatment."

"I have taken the last dose of medicine, bear with it." Roland dragged Ningxiu to a house on the side of the road and knocked on the door, politely explaining the situation to the old man who opened the door. Gentleman, seeing that the face of Ningxiu behind him was indeed weak after a long illness, he invited the two of them in.

Borrowing the old man's stove, Roland sat under the big tree in the yard to boil medicine, and Ningxiu sat beside him.

The old man poured two bowls of tea over and said to Ningxiu, who looked quite hypocritical, "Young master, why don't you go indoors to avoid the sun."

"Thank you for your kindness, the old man. I just heard a woman's voice in the room below. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to bother you."

When Ningxiu shied away, Roland looked sideways. His master was shameless and skinless, even if he saw a naked woman running in front of him, he would not change his face. In addition, the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were open, so what if he saw a lady in the boudoir.

When the old man left, Roland asked him, and Ningxiu replied, "I've been relatively imbecile recently, even if there is a beautiful girl in my arms, I won't be able to hug her anymore. It's better not to see her."

"How do you know that other girls like you."

"I'm carrying a violin today and feel great about myself."

"..." Roland decided to throw the piano away when Ningxiu fell asleep at night.Roland said that seeing his master become a man who loves women is very stressful, and he agreed to become a gay man!

Although Ningxiu is currently more than willing to hook up with the younger sister, but not enough, it does not prevent the younger sister from taking the initiative to approach.A juicy girl in pink clothes came out of the room. She was only fourteen or fifteen years old. The girl blushed when she saw Roland, but she still came over and said a few words to Roland.Roland was like a stone who didn't understand. He said a few words to the girl politely and distantly, and then pushed away the girl's heart.

The girl saw that Roland was handsome, but his words were cold, and she didn't even look straight at her, so she couldn't help covering her face and ran back into the house in shame and indignation.

After she left, Ningxiu poked Roland, "I want my disciples, I want my disciples, I want my disciples."

"Ask the third junior brother to give you some births." The dead fellow Taoist is not dead, and Roland gets the biography of cultivating the truth, and betrays the third junior brother every minute, "Isn't he a son-in-law in Jude Restaurant, and he will probably have a grandson next year."

"Goudan is a playboy. He may be loyal to the country and righteousness, but don't expect him to marry a wife and have children." Ningxiu shook his head and continued to poke Roland, "I want my disciples, I want my disciples, I want my disciples, give birth to one, give birth to me." Give birth to two, give birth to three, give birth to a football team, give birth to a battalion."

Roland took the cattail fan and fanned the fire in the stove vigorously, "Call the second junior student."

"Didn't you hear what your fourth junior sister said, your second junior brother is gay, he can eat a big man in minutes."

"It's called Tang Ersheng."

"Your Fifth Junior Brother is a monk, look at his bald head, look at his robes."

I couldn't bear it anymore, Roland asked solemnly, "Tell me honestly, how many apprentices you have taken in, is there none who can give you children and grandchildren?"

So Ningxiu nodded himself, "Twelve, I think they are all gay." ← Hisoka got an arrow in the knee, Goudan got an arrow in the knee, Tang Er got an arrow, Ximen Chuixue got an arrow, Nini got an arrow, Wu Hua was hit by an arrow, Asa was hit by an arrow, Tom was hit by an arrow, Ye Xiaoxin was hit by an arrow, and San Guan was hit by an arrow.If they stand together, they can play straw boats and borrow arrows with Ningxiu.

As a loyal and beloved apprentice of Ning Dacao, if Ye Xiaoxin were here, he would definitely jump out and tell his master loudly: Master, don't worry!Tomorrow, I will find a pleasing and virtuous girl to marry, and I will give you two grandchildren. One will be carried out to show off, and the other will be played at home.

After finally decocting the medicine, he poured it into a bowl and blew it with a fan desperately. Roland gave the medicine to Ningxiu who was still in pieces and wanted to be his disciple, "Master, hurry up and take the medicine."

"It's a lot of age for me to be a teacher. What's wrong with wanting to play with my disciples and grandchildren? When will you be able to fulfill my wish?"

"Master, why don't you give birth yourself?"

"Are you sure?" Ningxiu held the medicine bowl in a straight posture, and looked at Roland slightly sideways. His elegant face was still smiling, and his black pupils seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Roland tried to imagine the picture of Ningxiu hugging a woman affectionately calling his wife, the picture was so disharmonious that he couldn't accept it, following what he thought, Roland would rather see Ningxiu hugging a man one day and calling him my little sweetheart.Roland coughed slightly, turned his face away and couldn't bear to look directly, "...Master, do you really want to find a woman to marry?"

"How can a person like me harm other girls again?"

Roland immediately suggested desperately, "Let's find a master with eight-pack abs."

"Pfft—" Ning Dacao spit out a mouthful of bitter medicine on the ground beside him, and he coughed heart-piercingly while clutching his chest. Roland was startled and quickly patted him on the back.

When Ningxiu came over, most of the medicine in the tea bowl had been spilled, his face was as pale as paper, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his forehead, he was still out of breath while clutching his chest, "Rebel, are you going to choke to death as a teacher?"

Seeing Ningxiu's ugly face as if he was about to return to the West in the next moment, Roland blamed himself, "It is a matter of life that needs to be considered in the long term. Since the master has no such thoughts, the apprentice will not say anything."

"..." I see that you don't want to say something, but you want to do something.Ningxiu said Luo Xiaolan, don't pretend, he has already seen through you, Ningxiu thinks that he needs to be on guard when going to bed at night, lest he wake up the next morning and find a naked eight-pack lying next to him man.But instead of being on guard every night and not being able to sleep well, Ningxiu decided to get rid of Roland in the past two days and wander the rivers and lakes by himself.

If Roland knew what his Doubi master was thinking, he would definitely show Ningxiu with tears all over his face.

The two left Chang'an City that afternoon. The first driver of the carriage, Tang Er, returned to Shaolin Temple because of the escape of the blood-eyed Dragon King Xiao Sha. Three years later, Roland had to drive the carriage now.

The wheels of the carriage gradually moved away from the bustling city of Chang'an, and headed north. After walking for seven days, they arrived at Mount Hua. The scorching summer weather reached the foot of Mount Hua, and the wind was already howling. From a distance, you can see the silvery white frost and snow on the continuous peaks of Huashan Mountain. If you want to come to Chunyang Palace, the frost and snow may freeze.

Roland took out the warm clothes and helped Ningxiu wrap them one by one until Ningxiu put on the last fur cloak and was still shivering in the carriage.Roland's brows were not loosened for a moment when he entered the snow-covered Huashan territory all the year round.

"Is the stinky face for the teacher to see?" Ningxiu opened his mouth to speak, and the breath out of his mouth was frozen into a cloud of white mist.

Seeing that Ningxiu's face was still pale with cold, Roland sighed, took out the strong wine he had prepared earlier and handed it to Ningxiu, "Take a sip to warm you up."

Taking a sip of strong wine, Ningxiu felt that the bone-chilling chill seemed to dissipate a bit.Roland didn't dare to let Ningxiu drink too much. He didn't want to write the epitaph for Ningxiu that "in a certain year and a certain month Huashan drank strong wine and died of injury". Roland touched Ningxiu's always cold hand , "We can't take the carriage anymore. We have to go to Mount Hua quickly."

Ningxiu's previous strength was in stark contrast to his current sickness and weakness. Roland slept with his arms around Ningxiu for the past few nights, but his body temperature seemed to be unable to warm up. The person holding it has become a corpse.During the day, he still had the energy to talk to Roland, but at night, when he was asleep and dying, Roland was worried.

Putting the carriage down from the horse's back and putting the saddle on the horse, Roland brought some food and then took Ningxiu on the horse. Ningxiu was very dissatisfied with his image wrapped up like a rice dumpling, "I'm so poor that only my temperament is left. You are still dressed so ugly, how can you fix it?"

"Understood, I will buy you clothes that will show your temperament no matter how much you wear in the future." Roland asked Ningxiu behind him to hug him tightly, pulled the reins and kicked the horse's belly, and the brown-red fast horse spread its hooves and carried the two masters and apprentices People are running on the Huashan Mountain Road.

Roland was as warm as a stove, and Ningxiu buried his face behind Roland's neck to hide from the wind, and gradually became sleepy, squinting his eyes very reassuringly, brewing sleepiness.On the contrary, Roland was always taken aback by Ningxiu's sudden silence.

"Master." Once again Roland woke up the drowsy Ningxiu from his sleep.

Ningxiu blushed, "A traitor! Do you dare to let me sleep for a while!"

"You can't sleep."

"Sleep and you won't die."

"If you really won't die, of course I'll let you sleep."

"..." At this time, Ningxiu especially misses his inner strength that was not invaded by cold and heat like waves.

The horse ran fast all the way, and the horse couldn't run anymore, so Roland used his small body to carry Ningxiu on his back and continued to run until he was exhausted and finally arrived at the gate of Chunyang Palace before nightfall.The guard disciple at the gate of the palace suddenly saw that Roland was walking up Mount Hua with a man who was covered in skin. Raise a charcoal fire in the wing room.

It wasn't until he entered the warm side room lit by the charcoal fire, and with the help of a few young Taoist priests from Chunyang Palace, that Roland untied the cloth strips that tied Ningxiu around his waist, and put Ningxiu on the The outermost fur cloak was peeled off on the bed, revealing a lifeless face.

Seeing that he was already frozen, several young Taoist priests followed Roland to rub Ningxiu's hands and feet. After rubbing for a long time, Ningxiu finally recovered his body temperature.

Roland had been running with Ningxiu on his back for a day, but now he was able to stand because of his tenacity. He had just tucked up the quilt for Ningxiu, but he couldn't move his legs like a thousand pounds, and just wanted to take a rest. The solid wooden door of the wing room Pushed away suddenly, a little Taoist priest who just went out to get some ginger soup for Roland's master and apprentice was almost hit on the nose.The little Taoist clutched his nose in shock and wanted to reprimand the person who barged in without knocking, but when he saw who it was, he covered his nose and shouted, "Brother Chongxu, why are you here in the outer guest room?"

The person standing outside the door had a stern face, a pale daoist robe, and a sword on his back. He stepped through the gate and came, and the sword intent soaked in blood and bones approached.

The Taoist man in white stood beside the bed, looking straight at Ningxiu who was in a coma with his dark eyes. He asked Roland who had brought Ningxiu, his voice was so cold and lifeless, "Is his surname Ningxiu? , talking poisonous and cheap?"

Roland saw that this Taoist seemed to have a sword as his backbone, and his iron bones were strong and awe-inspiring. Looking at the sword intent all over his body, he also knew that his swordsmanship was great and his martial arts were unfathomable.Roland gave the answer, "He is indeed." Who is this person, and his understanding of Ningxiu is really impressive.

The white-clothed Taoist immediately took off the black iron belt on his waist that represented the identity of his disciple, and gave it to the steward beside him, "Take my belt and quickly invite Uncle Shangguan to come for a diagnosis."

Seeing the abnormality of the most ruthless and indifferent inner disciple in Chunyang Palace today, the steward who took the waist card suppressed the surprise in his heart, and only after he left the door did he show a look of unbelievable surprise on his face.

However, when Roland saw the white-clothed Taoist lift up his clothes, kneel down and kowtow three times in front of Ningxiu's bed, Roland no longer had the energy to be surprised or speak, "..."

"Disciple Ximen Chuuxue has met Master."