Beacon quenching beauty

The room was filled with mist and a strong smell of medicine. It was Song Qingshu who was taking a hot bath, and added a few medicinal herbs to the bath water.

The wooden door was knocked several times, and Zhang Wuji called out, "Brother Song, I'll come in and give you the needle." Pushing open the door and walking in, he was immediately overwhelmed by the heat inside.

"It's too hot here. Open the door for a while. In the current weather, you can't stand the hot shower."

Song Qingshu closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the side of the big wooden barrel, "I think it's okay, it's not too hot."

"That's because your body is weak and cold, and it will be fine when you feel uncomfortably hot."

Zhang Wuji unfolded the cloth bag he brought, and inside was a row of silver needles.Familiarly twisted one, pressed it on Song Qingshu's shoulder, looking for the acupuncture point to pierce.

After getting a few needles, I felt that it was really hot here. I wiped my sweat, raised my hand and took off my shirt and said, "I'm sweating, after you take a shower, I have to take a shower too."

Song Qingshu looked at him, "Aren't you exaggerating? A person with deep inner strength is immune to cold and heat. Don't say that Master Zhang's martial arts are world-class, and his inner strength is unfathomable. Even my father and a few uncles never go shirtless in summer." .”

Zhang Wuji grew up in the valley by himself. He didn't pay much attention to these things. They are all men. What's the point of taking off their clothes? It will be hot."

Zhang Wuji's method of acupuncture and moxibustion on Song Qingshu's body is relatively complicated, the acupuncture points must not be deviated in the slightest, and the order must not be mistaken, so he stopped talking to him and concentrated on his hands. After half a day An hour later, after the last needle was inserted, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, just lie down like this for a while."

Song Qingshu raised his eyes and saw that there were streams of sweat on his forehead, which he didn't bother to wipe off, and had already flowed down his cheeks and neck. He was grateful in his heart, he had done his own crimes to get to this dilapidated state, and Zhang Wuji's saving him was purely due to Song Yuanqiao. affection.

Finding someone to take care of him, not freezing and starving to death is considered as the most benevolent, but I don't think he can do such a full-hearted treatment, his kindness is not comparable to that of ordinary chivalrous people in the world.

Zhang Wuji wiped off his sweat, took a big cattail fan to fan the wind, and said with a smile, "I sent the Blue Winged Bat King to oversee the army."

"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't know what he was talking about.

"Didn't you suggest that I send someone with a high position in the church to oversee the army last time? After discussing with Yang Zuoshi, I think it is appropriate to send Wei Bat King."

Song Qingshu heard the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao and thought of the vampire demon he met on the westbound road back then, shivering slightly, "Does he still suck human blood now?"

Zhang Wuji raised his hand to hold his shoulder, "There are needles on his body so don't move around. Wei Bat King used to go off during his practice and hurt the Sanyin veins, so he had to suck blood every time after practicing exercises. I have already used my internal strength to help him." Healed his wounds, and now he is no different from an ordinary person."

The skin under the palms is clean and smooth. Although the white shoulders are thin and thin, they are not obtrusive. The flesh and bones are very well-proportioned. If they grow stronger, they will definitely look better.

Zhang Wuji did not pay attention to the injection just now, and at this moment he inadvertently lowered his head and saw it, and couldn't help secretly praising, Brother Song's skin is really good, so white, it is almost the same as Minmei, but I don't know if Minmei's shoulders are also As good-looking as he is.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help cursing himself at Meng Lang. He and Zhao Min were not married yet, so how could he imagine her without clothes? This is disrespectful to Minmei.

The truth is the same, but young people who are full of blood suddenly think about what the beautiful girl in their hearts would look like if they don't wear clothes, they will inevitably lose control, and they will think about it at 01:30.

When he was distracted for a moment, his subordinates lost their importance.

Song Qingshu held down the palm of his shoulder that was stroking vigorously, slightly angry, "Master Zhang, what are you doing!"

Zhang Wuji quickly withdrew his hand, blushing and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, and my mind was a little distracted."

Song Qingshu restrained his anger, he had no right to lose his temper at Zhang Wuji, "It's okay, you feel a little uncomfortable with me, it's time to pull out the needle."

"Yes." Zhang Wuji didn't dare to think about it anymore, just now he was thinking about Minmei's icy muscles and bones, and touching the smoothness of his hands, the feeling was really too mysterious.

As for the specific mystery, Zhang Wuji was a man of integrity, restraining himself from thinking deeply.

Song Qingshu glared at him secretly, but it was hard to hold on to it, so he could only swallow his anger and let it go.

He has been in contact with handsome people since he was a child. He was even more beautiful when he was a teenager than he is now. He is a kind of indisputable good-looking. There are quite a few people who have been beaten by him for this reason.

After bathing and wearing thin clothes, he sat under the old locust tree in the courtyard to enjoy the cool. After a while, Zhang Wuji also took a hasty shower and followed him out wearing a robe of Song Qingshu.

With a shy expression on his face, he sat aside embarrassingly and wanted to find something to say, "Brother Song, I, I..."

Song Qingshu saw that his face was still a little flushed, and found it strange and a little funny. Why is the dignified Mingjiao leader so shy in private? Could it be that he hasn't eaten meat yet?

Changing the topic, "How effective is it that you sent King Wei to supervise the army?"

Bringing up this topic, Zhang Wuji was finally able to put aside the embarrassment just now, and said with a smile, "The Blue Winged Bat King still has the lingering prestige of sucking blood from people's necks, if he goes to stare, those people are quite honest, and no one dares to mess around .”

Song Qingshu lightly tapped the handle of the chair, making calculations for Zhang Wuji, and said while thinking, "The ancients said: Thousands of soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find! Now Master Zhang has both thousands of troops and great generals. The only difficulty is that he can't control it." General, this is a rare trouble. Yang Zuoshi is really old-fashioned, those generals are all rebellious, and only someone like King Wei Bat can shock them. But if you can control it for a while, you can't control it I, this is not a long-term solution."

Zhang Wuji leaned on the chair beside him and replied casually, "Yes, Yang Zuoshi also said the same thing, but there is no other way in front of him, so we can only take a step forward."

Song Qingshu doubted that it was impossible for Yang Xiao's shrewdness to say such nonsensical words of "take one step at a time", and there should be someone behind him, so he glanced at Zhang Wuji, probably because he didn't want to say more in front of him.

He is about the same age as Zhang Wuji, and in terms of knowledge and experience, he is actually a little bit better, but not too much higher. They can be regarded as equal.

Zhang Wuji talked about things with him, talking easily, and listening was not tiring.You don't have to be careful not to lose the face of the leader by saying some shallow and childish words, and you don't have to bother to think about whether he still has something to say and hides the mystery.Compared with discussing things with those wily and calculating figures under his command, it feels more relaxed.

Therefore, I always talk about things in teaching, and want to hear his opinions, but when it comes to important points, I have to remind myself not to talk about it in depth.

Song Qingshu killed Master Uncle Mo, and once joined the Beggar Gang with Chen Youliang. He was really not a good person.Never confide in him.