After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi curled up on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and looked out of the bed curtain.

The candlelight was replaced with a new one, bright and beating, flickering to cast shadows under his eyelashes, looking quiet and beautiful.

His expression was obviously a bit bored, but he didn't speak, he just watched and waited very intently.

Xiangli Feilu changed the candles, put away the water bowls and basins on the ground, picked up the papers, separated them one by one in the damp, dried them with magic formulas and left them to dry.

Those papers were stained with dripping ink marks, which he had left in the sun all afternoon, but they hadn't dried yet.Some are not well drawn scraps.

Pressing the papers with fingertips, they brushed them one by one, and those green eyes also looked at one after another, the movements were light, and it took a long time.Those thoughts above are simple and simple, which is what he has always shown openly.

He likes him.

It is a pleasure to be raised by him.

He is waiting for him.

Rong Yi was looking forward to his expression after reading it, but Xiang Lifei Lu didn't show any expression after reading it, and didn't say a word.

He decided to ask him: "Do you think I draw well?"

Xiangli Feilu turned his back to do something, and after a long time, he replied with a short reply: "Okay."

He stood up and lifted up the contents of the box, only then did Rong Yi see that he was looking for medicinal materials.

He brought those medicinal materials from Wangcheng. There used to be more than a dozen boxes, but they were scattered for use by the people of Qingyue Town in the past few days, and only two or three boxes remained.

He absolutely did not allow Rong Yi to touch Xiangli Feilu's medicine box. Rong Yi once saw many round fruit-like things in it, but Xiangli Feilu just said: "That's medicine, you can't eat it."

"Is wolfberry a medicine? But I have seen people put it in desserts and soup."

"It's medicine."

"Then can I eat?"

"No."

"But it's in the dim sum."

"Then God please go and have some snacks yourself."

Topics often end in circles like this.

Xiangli Feilu stood in front of the table, took the medicine with a silver spoon, and put it into the usual medicine-holding utensil to grind and bake it.

Yanjia means water. On the day he was appointed as a national teacher, monks from all over the world came to congratulate him and gave him this set of merit vessels.

If ordinary Buddhists get such a precious magic vessel, they should all offer it up, not to mention raising it with water every day, praying that their merits and virtues can be contained by this magic vessel and be seen by heaven again.

And Xiangli Feilu used it as a medicine stove.

Rong Yi watched him pick out herbs at the table, holding the quilt in her hands, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make medicine." Xiangli Feilu's voice was flat.

"Oh." Rong Yi thought about it again, and suddenly the Lingtai was clear, her brows were beaming with joy, and she asked reservedly, "Who are you making medicine for? Are there still people whose illnesses are still uncured?"

Xiangli Feilu stopped his movements, glanced at him with green eyes, and then retracted them.

"...to God you."

Rong Yi got the answer she wanted and was very satisfied, she lay down happily again, wrapping herself up and only showing a pair of eyes.

He stared at Xiangli Feilu without thinking about anything, just looked at him and waited for him, very at ease.

The tall and straight monk focused his eyes down, with a serious expression, a bit of coldness between his brows, but gentle movements of his hands.

Shenhua is ground and pressed to produce flower oil, combined with medicines for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, analgesic and astringent. There is a little bit of bitterness in the clear fragrance, but this kind of bitterness does not make people feel unpleasant, but clean The most ordinary breath in the mountains and forests, perhaps also carries the aroma of Xiangli Feilu's fingertips, the kind of comfort only the burnt sandalwood.

Xiang Lifei Lu glanced at the side of the bed, and noticed his gaze—Rong Yi's eyes were shining brightly, which could be seen from such a distance.

He said: "After a dose of decoction, gauze dipped in medicinal juice is pasted on the finger, and it will take a while."

Rong Yi is a god, he is not sure if this prescription will work, so he can only try his best.These medicinal materials may not be worth mentioning in the fairy world, but they are rare treasures in the human world. He found each of them through various opportunities and planted them with his own hands.

Rong Yi answered "Yes" seriously.

He didn't even read those books, he just lay back under the quilt upright, set his posture, and put his fingers outside the quilt to dry, so that Xianglifei Lu knew how painful the injury was, and now he What a phoenix that needs to be taken care of.

He just lay down so neatly, and the drowsiness that had not been shed surged up again.

It's raining non-stop tonight, and it's actually cold outside.

He suffered from the nine-yin hammer in both hands, and it was even colder, and it was a biting pain. He wanted to shrink back, but also wanted to maintain the human figure, so he could only continue to dry his hands, and fell asleep on his own.Only the sound of the silent rain outside the window remained in my ears, and the candlelight swayed with Xiangli Feilu's sleeves, and it was a slightly warm wind.

Xiang Lifei Lu mixed the concoction, and when he walked towards him, Rong Yi opened his eyes.

His watery eyes turned around, with a smile he couldn't hide, but with a bit of complacency, he quickly closed his eyes again, pretending that he wasn't awake.

Xiangli Feilu looked down at the phoenix pretending to be sleeping, sat down gently on the edge of the bed, then leaned over, gently pulled Rongyi's hand over, and put it in his palm.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

He asked, and Rong Yi felt that it was better to pretend to be asleep and not answer, so she opened her eyes symbolically, and grunted: "It hurts."

He saw that Fei Lu didn't respond, so he continued to hum: "And it didn't turn dark yesterday, but it turned dark today, which is not pretty."

"Then I will apply medicine and bandage for God."

Xiangli Feilu's green eyes reflected his shadow, "If there is any discomfort, please let God know at any time."

The slender and white fingertips were held by him, and because of the injury, the temperature was a bit cooler than usual, even colder than Xiangli Feilu's own body temperature.

He never felt it before, but now he realizes that Rong Yi's wrists are very thin and light, so he didn't realize that Rong Yi was pretending to be a woman when they met for the first time.

The feathers are born with light bones and slightly smaller skeletons, which make their bones softer.On that fair skin, it seemed that even a little force would leave red marks.

He thought that Rong Yi would cause some trouble again, for example, he would whine a few words less, or clamor to make some more demands on him.But Rong Yi was uncharacteristically, except for a few yells of pain in the beginning, she remained silent for the rest of the time.The medicine was also very cooperative, got out of the bed, got up and gave him his hand.

He held his fingertips, turned his head slightly, and wrapped the gauze soaked in the liquid medicine round and round. Rong Yi also watched his movements seriously, as if his breath was gently brushing, his nose was warm and soft.

Xiangli Feilu suddenly heard Rong Yi's voice: "I thought of the first time I was punished by God, Master bandaged me and kept my feathers well. You know how to bandage wounds, did he teach you?"

Xiangli Feilu was stunned for a moment before realizing he was talking about peacocks.

He didn't ask, but Fenghuang said nothing.

Maybe it was because the process of waiting for him to bandage was really boring, or maybe he did see something through him that he had forgotten for a long time.

He mentioned to him how the peacock took him to the Shenquan to wash it, and how he asked the medicine king to prepare the medicine to restore the feathers to their original state.

"At that time, my mana was not yet complete, and my feathers couldn't grow so fast. I was ugly. I was always crying, and the master probably bothered me to cry. During that time, he combed my fur every day to coax me. He didn't have much time to comb my fur before. of."

Xiangli Feilu tied a knot, cut it off lightly with scissors, and then said, "Change hands, the other side."

Rong Yi then retracted this hand, and gave him the other hand, and then looked into his green eyes, a little lost in thought: "Only you and Master have bandaged my wound."

Then he added, "But you're all busy."

Xiangli Feilu didn't answer, so he didn't say any more, but rested his chin quietly on his knee, waiting for him to finish bandaging himself.

He is very obedient like this, with long black eyelashes curled up, and slightly drooping eyes, which look as soft as breathing, sweeping gently in front of his eyes.

He hasn't gone out much these two days, and has been waiting for him to come back to feed himself. Now that he's here, Rong Yi feels satisfied.

He thought that Xiangli Feilu would stay silent until he left, and he had already picked up the uncut and illustrated "Zhou Sheng Ye Hui Hua Zhong Xian" with his other hand.

But when Xiangli Feilu cut off the other end of the gauze, he suddenly asked softly, "Have you ever been punished by heaven before?"

Rong Yi's hand touching the book paused for a moment, then obediently withdrew it and held the corner of the quilt: "I have."

"what's going on?"

"I don't remember." Rong Yi replied honestly.

He really didn't remember much, no matter how he thought about it, he only remembered that it should be related to Dang Mingxing's mission.

He was brought up by the peacock, but his physique is the opposite of that of the peacock. The sun realm he shelters is opposite to the yin realm that the peacock shelters.He has never been very self-conscious. It is not surprising to him that he has been punished for doing something that he spends three days fishing and two days drying the net.

"Is the content of heaven's punishment related to the cause and effect suffered?"

Xiangli Feilu looked at his fingers.

He bandages up beautifully and delicately, which is also a skill he has cultivated from the time he heals people. "If you cure the bone disease for the people of Qingyue Town, you will have to suffer the same bone pain, isn't that right?"

Then Rongyi's first punishment from heaven was probably related to fire.

Rong Yi was still sleepy, and replied nonchalantly: "It should be, next time I have to wait for King Jundali to commit a crime, and I'm going to punish him from heaven..."

His stomach was rumbling, Rong Yi touched his stomach, raised her head, and looked at him expectantly: "It's time for you to feed me."

He couldn't fill his stomach even if he ate some other fruits as a side dish, but he was still hungry.

Xiangli Feilu stopped what he was doing and stood up: "I'll go get some food for Shangshen, Shangshen will wait a moment."

"Okay." Rong Yi agreed, but immediately became vigilant, "This time, you have to come back quickly, otherwise, if you miss two appointments, I will... I will, go outside to play with fire right away."

He threatened him verbally, and didn't know what Xiangli Feilu was thinking, this time he didn't get angry or educate him, he just closed the door gently and left the room.

At this moment, Qingyue Town is still in a state of chaos.

The priests were busy up and down, but most of them were still persuading, because almost no one was willing to leave.

Material allocation, route arrangements, and relocation arrangements are even more exhausting.

Xiangli Feilu didn't call for anyone, but went to the backyard kitchen by himself to get some fresh fruits and vegetables.

This is very close to Xianglihong's study, he came out with a fruit basket, and saw that there was no one in the study, but the light was on, and a priest was coming out with a light, intending to close the door.

"Grandmaster?"

Xianglifei Lu took a look inside: "Is there anyone inside?"

"Master Xiangli has been here all day and just left. We persuaded him to go back to rest." The priest said in a low voice, "Master Xiangli... has been reading that book all day long. He doesn't mind what others say." I can't listen to it. But one day, it's time to send the spirit to Madam..."

"I see, you go back first, I will also go in to find some books."

The priest handed him the lamp in his hand, saluted and left.

Xiangli Feilu stepped into the study room, and the first thing he saw was an empty book shelf on the east side—it was the place where Xianglihong used to put the banned book.

He read it for a while, then raised his eyes to look over, took out a few books, and sat by the side to flip through them quickly.

He searched for a while, but couldn't find what he wanted.

Next to the desk was a charcoal fire that was about to go out, and a water mirror stood beside it. Xiangli Feilu reached out and popped out a spell, inviting the souls of Jiang Guo's past national teachers: "Excuse me, seniors, please solve the confusion for this junior."

The fire in the water mirror started to dance, but the strange thing is that the fire in reality did not dance: "Buddha, please speak clearly."

"God's punishment, can there be a law to take it on behalf of others?"

Xiangli Feilu asked, "In order to cure the disease here, the Guardian God himself has to bear the punishment of bone disease. I owe him this matter. I want to find a way for him. If I can take it on his behalf, I will accept it." Definitely do your best.”

There was a moment of silence.

"This...is unknown."

The voice in the water mirror drifted out, with a bit of hesitation, "Heaven's punishment, have you ever heard of someone evading it? It is you who ascended to the calamity of the calamity. If you didn't survive ten years ago, you will also have a calamity of love ten years later. This is the destiny. Karma is tied, and ordinary people cannot pass it on, let alone pass it on, otherwise, where would there be so many sad people in this world, and outside of the human world, where would there be so many demons and ghosts who could not ascend to the sky."

Xianglifei paused for a moment, "Is there really no other way?"

There was still silence, only a faint sigh could be heard in the water mirror.

Xiangli Feilu said in a low voice, "I see."

When Xiangli Feilu pushed open the door, Rong Yi was already sitting upright at the table, waiting for his feeding.

He complained: "You took a fruit for a long time."

"Sorry." Xiangli Feilu said.

His expression didn't change, but it was different from before, Rong Yi observed that Xiangli Feilu today was not at all fierce.

Peel off the lychee skin, revealing the white flesh accompanied by sweet juice.

After Xiangli Feilu peeled it, he saw Rong Yi approaching, he only paused for a moment, and quietly brought the pulp to his mouth.

Rong Yi took a bite and ate it in one bite, her long and narrow phoenix eyes curled up: "It's delicious, you're finally willing to feed me with your own hands, son of Buddha."

Xiangli Feilu's movements stopped.

Those green eyes were lifted up, and the eyes were very serious, even a little dignified, "Some things have happened in the past few days, and I am a little too busy. Now God needs to recuperate. I also hope that God will not walk around. Wait here for my return."

Rong Yi tilted her head and looked at him: "But haven't I been like this for the past few days? You don't come, and you don't allow me to go out. It's so boring."

Xiangli Feilu sighed softly, reached out to pick up a lychee, "This one is called a lychee, if you eat it, you need to spit out the core."

"It's the same. God has seen it before. It's a persimmon. The skin of the crispy persimmon is hard and hard to peel off with bare hands. You can borrow a knife, and I will try my best to peel it off for God."

He paused, looked at Rong Yi: "Has God remembered?"

Rong Yi looked at him, frankly: "I don't remember. I don't know how to use your human knife."

"It doesn't matter if I don't remember, these are just in case, if I can't come back, Shangshen won't have to starve himself like today." Xiang Lifei Lu Qingcui stared at him, "During this time, I will also look for a substitute." It is a way for people to bear the punishment of heaven to repay God's kindness to Qingyue Town and the Jiang people."

Rong Yi glanced at him, then scratched her head: "Punish for others?"

Rong Yi stretched out his beautiful hands, and tilted her head to look at it: "But it's actually not very painful. You don't have to take it to heart, not to mention, God's punishment, karma, cannot be avoided... "

"Just like your love robbery, my master was supposed to give it to you, but the master is gone, so it became me to give it to you... But no matter who it is, you have to raise someone and marry you of."

Xiangli Feilu was startled.

He had never heard of the saying that it should have been the peacock who gave him the love robbery.I thought that Love Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation were both predestined, but I didn't expect this cause and effect to be replaced so easily.

"Then what if the peacock is still there? Where are you going?"

he asked in a low voice.

Rong Yi thought for a while: "You are married to Master, so I definitely can't let you guys raise me. Maybe I will be the same as before, and go on a blind date with No.30 eight people."

He was not very interested in this topic, but just looked at his tightly wrapped hands, then smiled, and said reservedly: "You don't have to replace me, let alone distinguish between us so clearly. I I feel that after you have bandaged it like this, the pain is gone, but there is still a little pain, if you come here and kiss it, it will be fine."