Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

Wen Xinze squatted beside the magical circle of grass, and stretched out his hand to grab the tips of the proudly standing weeds.

This circle of weeds is much more vigorous than his two quenching spirit flowers.

Although the quenching spirit flower seedlings he asked for from Ye Feiyao were a completely unfamiliar species, but with his professional horticultural cultivation knowledge, he fumbled and took care of them for a few days. He feeds.

It's just that although the flower seedlings were saved, they looked not energetic at all, not as full of vitality as the circle of weeds in front of them.

Since the liquid in Chengjun's little black bottle can give birth to such a clump of weeds overnight, maybe it can also revive the Quen Linghua he raised?

Wen Xinze poked the moss on the bluestone slab, pondered for a while, and thought he could give it a try.

He didn't ask for much, just a drop or two.

If the mysterious liquid is valuable, he can buy it from Cheng Jun for money.

It's just that he has no money now, so I wonder if Cheng Jun can let him pay on credit?

While thinking about how to make a deal with Cheng Jun, Wen Xinze walked away excitedly.

The door of the main room was wide open, and the increasingly luxurious furnishings could be glimpsed from a distance before reaching the door.

Cheng Jun is the master who will never treat him badly. Since he moved into the main house, the furniture and decorations in the room have been replaced one by one.I was stunned to arrange the standard room into a presidential suite, and there is a tendency to develop towards the king's suite.As a result, every time Wen Xinze came to the main room, he always had the feeling of a mountain villager entering the palace to meet the emperor.

Wen Xinze walked to the door, raised his eyes, and saw Cheng Jun's figure outside the main room.

He sat lazily on a rosewood chair, facing the window, and was passionately insulting a white long-tailed sparrow that landed on the window lattice.

Wen Xinze: "..."

Cheng Jun: "What kind of alchemy wizard? A celestial doctor? Your nephew is not even as good as a quack doctor! What kind of potion was given, it is useless! With this level, you still have the nerve to let the messenger continue to blow it up for him? I Seeing that your cultivation base hasn't risen in recent years, you are good at bragging..."

Wen Xinze stood outside and listened to a few words, and probably understood what was going on.

That bird was not an ordinary bird, but a messenger bird of an acquaintance of Chengjun.Cheng Jun probably took the potion from that acquaintance's nephew, but the potion didn't work, so he yelled at the bird.To put it simply, Cheng Jun is now sending passionate and insulting voice messages to his acquaintances.

As for the potion, shouldn't it be the potion from the little black bottle yesterday?

"Don't let me release the messenger bird anymore, it's annoying! Let it go again, and I'll just strangle it to death." Cheng Jun snorted coldly, waved away the snow-white long-tailed bird that was on the window sill, and turned his head to look at Wen Xinze, who was standing at the door, frowned, "Come here early in the morning to get medicine for me."

"That's impossible." Wen Xinze walked up to Cheng Jun and asked, "Let me ask you, do you still have the potion in the little black bottle from yesterday?"

"Huh? Did the potion work? What do you remember?" Cheng Jun was surprised.

"I didn't think of anything, but I suddenly discovered that the potion can promote the growth of plants, so I want to buy some quenching spirit flowers from you."

"Tsk! I just said that guy is a quack." Cheng Jun said and leaned back.

It seems that the potion he mentioned when he was passionately insulting just now was indeed the potion in the little black bottle yesterday.

"So do you still have that potion?" Wen Xinze asked again.

"It's gone, it was all poured out yesterday." Cheng Jun replied.

Wen Xinze sighed in disappointment, turned around and walked out of the main room, and turned to the courtyard corridor.

He stood on the porch, looked at the green circle in the courtyard, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

Cheng Jun poured the potion there yesterday. If he dug out the soil from the cracks in the stone slabs and spread it in the pots of Quen Linghua, maybe it would have some effect?

The more Wen Xinze thought about it, the more he felt that it was worth a try, so he turned around and went to the backyard to get tools.

When Wen Xinze returned to the courtyard with a shovel and a broken bowl filled with soil, he found Cheng Jun coming out of the room and leaning against the carved columns in the corridor with arms folded.

"What are you going to do?" Cheng Jun asked as Wen Xinze walked towards the green weed circle in the center of the courtyard with tools.

"You don't have any potion there, so I can only dig out the soil from the cracks in the bluestone slab." Wen Xinze said while prying the bluestone slab, "You poured the potion on this soil yesterday, so it should be somewhat useful. "

"You can't avoid the medicine I made, but you are very enthusiastic about the medicine made by the old quack doctor." Cheng Jun snorted coldly, and said unhappily.

"Isn't this useful!" Wen Xinze pulled out the weeds and carefully collected the soil from the grass roots in a broken bowl beside him.

"You mean my medicine is useless?"

"Uh..." Wen Xinze was stopped by the question.What does this make him say?The medicine that is too bitter to swallow is not a question of whether it is useful, but a question of whether it can be used, right?

Wen Xinze hadn't thought about how to answer when he felt a shadow over his head, and a figure enveloped him.He looked up, and when he met Shang Chengjun's deep golden eyes, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart.

Wen Xinze subconsciously wanted to get up and run away, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his body.

"You haven't used my medicine properly, so how do you know that my medicine is useless?" Cheng Jun said while slowly taking out the white medicine bottle, and there were two pills inside.

Without thinking about it, Wen Xinze could guess what the pill in Chengjun's hand was - Chengjun's special Anyuan Dan.

It was crushed before and put in food. This is the first time he has seen the complete pill.

But now is not the time to watch the pills, but to prevent the man in front of him from letting go of the vicious idea of ​​feeding him medicine.

"It was agreed not to use spells! This is a foul!"

"Who told you?" Cheng Jun sneered, "I originally wanted to take my time, but since you said my medicine is useless, let's verify it right away."

"I didn't say that your medicine is useless. Your medicine is actually quite useful, such as refreshing your mind..." Wen Xinze tried to save the previous hesitation.

Cheng Jun stretched out his hand, and his slightly cool fingertips lifted Wen Xinze's chin, "Open your mouth."

Wen Xinze's mouth immediately betrayed his master's will and opened obediently.

Cheng Jun threw two pills into his forced open mouth.

Seeing Wen Xinze swallow the elixir, Cheng Jun loosened his grip on him.

Wen Xinze half-kneeled on the ground and subconsciously vomited.

Probably because the elixir was too round, so it went down the esophagus very smoothly, and it couldn't be spit out at all.

Wen Xinze's face was ashamed, and he felt the taste in his mouth belatedly.

Not bitter, even a little sweet? !

Wen Xinze looked up at Chengjun in surprise.

"I specially took care of your picky mouth, and coated the elixir with a layer of sugar." Cheng Jun snorted softly, raised his chin slightly, with an expression of being unhappy to thank you.

"..." Who picked it up?The bitter taste of that medicine is something that no normal person would be happy to eat!

Shane naturally didn't have it, and was even a little emotional.

Wen Xinze felt that it was necessary to let Cheng Jun know that he was also a person with a temper, so he decided to ignore him.

Ignoring Chengjun's self-satisfied request for credit, Wen Xinze put back the dug bluestone slabs, and put away the soil dug out of the gap.When they turned back to the front yard, Ye Feiyao happened to bring breakfast over.

In the dining room, Ye Feiyao was placing the delivered breakfast on the dining table. Cheng Jun sat aside, saw Wen Xinze coming in, raised his eyes and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It feels like..." Wen Xinze's face suddenly changed before he finished speaking, "Ouch—"

Wen Xinze was shocked, the bitter taste of the medicine that he had swallowed could still come up along the esophagus!

There's no point in sugar-coating at all!

Wen Xinze turned around and sprinted 800 meters to the back hall.

Wen Xinze poured himself a pot of tea in the back hall, and felt the bitterness of the medicine rising up.

He raised his head in a trance, and caught a glimpse of a familiar tea pot in the high corner of the cabinet.

He remembered that the tea leaves in the tea pot had been secretly drugged by Cheng Jun before, but he was tactfully seen through.At that time, it was conveniently stored in the high place of the cabinet, and then I forgot to deal with it.

Wen Xinze stared straight at the tea pot, the pain started from the root of his tongue, and the evil came to his gallbladder.

Cheng Jun, your uncle, die!

When Wen Xinze returned to the dining room with a pot of brewed tea, Ye Feiyao just came out of it.

Wen Xinze greeted her and walked into the dining room with tea.

Cheng Jun raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Wen Xinze didn't say anything. He put the newly brewed tea on the table and sat down to have breakfast.

Cheng Jun brought up the pot of tea that Wen Xinze had brewed, and poured half a cup into his teacup.

Wen Xinze glanced at him casually, and finished the small bowl of porridge in front of him.

Cheng Jun picked up his teacup.

Wen Xinze reached out and took two buns.

Cheng Jun lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

Wen Xinze took the bun, got up and walked out quickly.

"puff--"

As soon as Wen Xinze stepped out of the dining room, there was the sound of water spraying inside.

"Wen Xinze—"

Wen Xinze ran away.

As soon as Wen Xinze ran out of the other courtyard, he saw Ye Feiyao who hadn't gone far.

"I seem to hear Master Chengjun calling you, what's the matter?" Ye Feiyao turned around and asked with a frown.

"It's nothing." Wen Xinze smiled, his face full of Buddha's light, "It's just 'using the other's way, but also make the other body, the natural law circulates, and the retribution is unhappy' that's all."

"...What's the mess?"

Wen Xinze came to Qinxiu Pavilion and started a new day of copying refreshed.

However, this refreshment didn't last long, and was interrupted by Cheng Jun who entered the room with a gust of cool wind.

Cheng Jun ignored Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao who would greet him, picked up a chair, sat directly beside Wen Xinze's desk, and then began to check what Wen Xinze had copied.

"This handwriting is too bad, copy it again." Cheng Jun raised his finger, conjured up a vermilion pen, and drew a big cross on the page.

"This word is written together, it is easy to be misunderstood and copied again." Another red cross.

"The ink color of this piece is uneven, ugly, copy it again." Another cross.

Wen Xinze put down the brush in his hand, and looked at Chengjun sincerely, "Master Patriarch, when is the time to repay the grievances."

Cheng Jun raised his eyelids, "You dare to put medicine in my tea, don't be afraid, let's continue to avenge our grievances."

Wen Xinze: "You were the one who forced me to take the medicine first."

Cheng Jun: "It was you who first slandered my medicine as useless."

Wen Xinze: "You drugged me before!"

Cheng Jun: "You don't lose your memory, can I give you medicine?"

Wen Xinze: "..." I didn't lose my memory at all - but he couldn't say that.

The two stared at each other.