What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

For some reason, Chengyang Muqiu was inexplicably guilty, and his first reaction was to hide the finger.It's a pity that it was still a step too late, Dong Liu leaned over with great interest, grabbed the injured patient's wrist, and sighed: "This look is really good!"

"This workmanship, this material, this engraving... Hey, why does it look a bit like a small silver velvet bell?" Dong Liu wondered.

Let's not mention it, since it was mentioned, Yinrong couldn't help but stepped forward to join in the fun.

It can be seen that when the young man came over, Chengyang Muqiu, an injured man, suddenly broke free from Dongliu's hand with strength from nowhere, and quickly recited the "Qingxin Mantra" silently - he couldn't even remember his own name, and he was in a hurry. However, he silently recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" completely and fluently.

"This young man, why are you so stingy?" Dong Liu's stubborn temper also came up, and he tugged at Chengyang Muqiu. After a few back and forth, he finally grabbed his wrist and handed it to his apprentice to watch carefully. Don't forget to tease, "My old man sees you for the sake of my precious little apprentice. Is it possible that he will steal your things for the consultation fee? As for being so petty!"

Chengyang Muqiu panted slightly to himself and did not speak, while Yinrong's attention was all on his fingers: "I didn't pay attention to it before, but it really looks like this! The material and texture are exactly the same, just like the same black jade carving." from."

Then he shook the "dog bell" on his neck, and asked excitedly in a sympathetic tone: "Is your finger ring just like my bell, so you can't take it off?"

Although Chengyang Muqiu has forgotten some important memories, his common sense is still there. He has long recognized that the black jade bell is a high-level magic storage tool with exquisite workmanship. Even more inappropriate, he just took off the finger without saying a word.

Yinrong showed disappointment, but still touched the finger: "Hey, why is it a bit hot, Master, does he have a fever?"

"It's possible, his face is also a little red," Dong Liu said, "It's important to see a doctor first."

Dong Liu looked sick with a full posture and was very good at bluffing people. After looking around and asking about everything, he used spiritual power to probe Chengyang Muqiu's meridians, and finally concluded: "It's nothing serious, I can't die... just the meridians are all there. Useless, it was broken even more than dumpling stuffing, and the cultivation base cannot be restored."

"..." The corners of Yinrong's mouth twitched, "Is this nothing serious?"

Chengyang Muqiu's expression was not good, and he blurted out: "Senior, is there really no other way?"

Dong Liu stroked his beard and shook his head inscrutablely: "No way."

"However, if you want to go back to getting out of bed and walking like a normal person, it's okay." He winked at Yinrong quietly, and said with his mouth: "It's just that I don't have a cultivation level, and nothing else will affect it."

Yinrong understood, and hurriedly agreed: "As long as the leg can be healed, as long as the injury is so serious, I'm lucky to be able to save my life!"

"However, if you want to return to an ordinary mortal, you also need pills and herbs to suspend your life. Take it easy, and I will give you a prescription." Dong Liu said while taking out a pen and paper from his storage bag, and wrote eloquently. half a page.

Yinrong just glanced at the medicine list and became restless, and shouted in a fuss: "Qingling Pill, Red Rhinoceros...why are they all so expensive medicines! It's not enough to buy me! Master, you wrote it right Bar?"

"Can life-saving things not be expensive?" Dong Liu glared at him, "There are also cheap ones. You can use Baibu Dan to deal with it first, but the effect is very slow."

Yinrong was so excited by the "sky-high price of medicine" that he couldn't help but look at Chengyang Muqiu, but saw him lying flat on the bed without saying a word, staring at the ceiling in a daze. "The "fact" was hit, and it looked pitiful.

Chengyang Muqiu was tall, the bed was a bit cramped for him, and he looked even more desolate, Yin Rong pursed his lips, swallowed the rest of his complaints, and dragged his master out of the bedroom.

After closing the door and confirming that no one passed by outside the simple fenced yard, Yinrong asked quietly: "Master, is he really hopeless? In fact, I don't want his life. I'll restore him when I have enough supplements." Cultivation is also considered to be indebted to both of us."

Dong Liu shook his head: "I really can't help it."

"Your master, I'm a seductive demon who practices the art of harvesting and mending. How superb do you expect my medical skills to be? Can we afford a serious doctor? Even if we can afford it, the medicine is more expensive."

Mentioning Lingshi, Yinrong instantly woke up: "That's right."

However, thinking of Chengyang Muqiu's half-dead look, I couldn't help but ask another question: "Master, although you are not a medical practitioner, you are well-informed. I think it is better than a medical practitioner. Do you have any prescriptions?" ah?"

Dong Liu was successfully flattered by this compliment, and blurted out: "There is a folk prescription, and it doesn't use flower spirit stones, the ingredients are already on you—"

But in the middle of the conversation, he stopped: "Forget it, this method is too risky, saves people, but puts yourself in it, at least entangles you for dozens or hundreds of years, if you fall in love again, it will be very bad. "

The most taboo thing in practicing the Supplementation Technique is emotion.

Afterwards, no matter what Yinrong asked, Dongliu refused to say any more. He was annoyed by being asked, and finally the golden cicada shed its shell and turned into a green willow branch. , Going straight to the direction of Ruyi Casino.

Silver Fleece: "..."

Yin Rong looked at the obvious traces of her master's whereabouts, and couldn't bear to look directly at her, and turned her face away: "You are not serious."

The old thing is that women practice picking and repairing skills, and men study divination and geomancy, but they can't calculate the points of Pai Gow dice.Lost back and forth until only a pair of obscene trousers are left, still unrepentant, even gambling with spirit stones.

But this time, Dongliu didn't immediately go to the gambling shop to give money, but went back to the Hongxiu Building first, changed back into a female body, dismissed the client, and then went to the "manager mother" to say hello, and the prophet said that his apprentice In a few days, I will come to ask for an errand, and the old bustard readily agrees.

As soon as Dongliu left, a plump and tall woman swayed over and asked, "Little apprentice from the Biyu family? That little coquettish fox dares to come? Come and see how I can deal with him!"

The old bustard: "Yinrong is still a child, what are you so concerned about with him?"

"Son? That brat's belly is full of filth! You don't know what he's done. If I see him again, I'll have to pluck his hair!" The woman changed her face faster than turning the pages of a book. She scolded Yin Rong and smiled again. He took out a few spirit stones from the sachet-like storage bag and stuffed them to the old bustard, "When someone comes, mom will put him here, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

Yinrong is worrying about how to earn Lingshi.

Counting the entire Pipa Town and even the [-] or [-] casual cultivator towns around Xueku Valley, I am afraid there is no fox poorer than him, but the house leaks and it rains all night, and so many expensive medicinal materials have to be prepared.

For Yinrong, the easiest place to make quick money now is the Hongxiu Building, but he vowed never to go there again, if he went there he would get into trouble and be teased by Lan Zhi and the others. big head.

That's all, I don't want the child to be trapped by the wolf, and the furnace must be saved. When the cultivation base is improved, how many spirit stones do you need?

Yinrong made up his mind and went back to his little thatched hut, feeling increasingly complicated—in order to cure him, he sacrificed too much, and he had to recover some interest in advance to balance it.

Thus, Chengyang Muqiu, who thought that he would be a useless person in his next life and whose righteous heart was ashamed, was caught off guard by the fox-eared boy who stripped off his underwear.

Chengyang Muqiu: "...!"

People who live with Mei Yao are not qualified to hurt the spring and the autumn, Chengyang Muqiu was forced to cheer up, although he lost his cultivation base and his leg was broken, but his foundation is very good, his body is slender and strong, and he has a lot of strength. He regained the initiative, grabbed Yinrong's forearm with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around his skirt, looking like a chaste girl with red ears and gritted her teeth: "You obscene fox, you want to do it again!" What!"

Chengyang Muqiu is tall and has big palms, while Yin Rong has the figure of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy. In comparison, he looks slender and young, and he cannot break free by force alone.

But Yinrong didn't dare to cast mana on his own initiative—in case the injury got worse, he would still provide the healing spirit stone—so he was roughly thrown to the ground by his own furnace, making a muffled sound that was painful to hear.

The ass squatted and fell to Yinrong's tears, Chengyang Muqiu didn't expect the little demon fox to be thrown out so easily, so he froze on the spot and met Yinrong's tearful eyes.

Like most demon foxes, the silver velvet eyes have long slits and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, but they are not narrow and long, but rather round. The eyes are big and bright. Compared with charming, they are more charming and ignorant. The big amber eyes are covered with The teardrops moistened, doubling the pity and making people feel guilty.

Chengyang Muqiu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a soft word to apologize, but before he could utter a word, Yinrong rubbed his buttocks and came back moaning, and then pulled out two "dog bells" from the "dog bell" around his neck. A elixir, the cheapest and most common hundred-replenishment elixir, can nourish qi and blood, and promote wound healing. Ordinary people can strengthen their bodies after eating it. He saved it from the gap between his teeth.

"Here." Yinrong sent the low-level pill out of the posture of Hebi Suizhu, and held it to the mouth of his own stove like a treasure, "Eating it will be good for your injury."

I don't know how long this Baibu Dan has been stored, and there is still a little dust on it, which makes Chengyang Muqiu feel sick to his stomach.

But just as he was feeling guilty, he didn't show any pretense, endured the nausea, and swallowed it in one gulp from the young man's hand.

Then Yinrong said confidently: "Now? Can I touch you?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..." Dare to feel that this broken pill is still "prostitution".

Yinrong: "I know you hate me, but I touched you to improve my cultivation. You don't know how difficult the work in Hongxiulou is. Without cultivation, it is easy to be bullied. I earned spirit stones, so I can do it." So as to treat your illness, you are helping yourself by helping me."

After explaining the truth, Yinrong understood it again, and raised his arm in front of his stove, trying to make him feel guilty: "Look! There are still your fingerprints on it!"

Probably because the flesh is too tender, so it is easy to leave marks. The forearm looks like a tender lotus root, and the visual effect of the five red fingerprints is particularly ferocious.

There is a kind of abusive beauty.

Chengyang Muqiu looked at him, and the finger on his thumb felt faintly hot, so he quickly turned his eyes away and silently recited the mantra of pure heart.

But Yinrong misunderstood: "So you hate me so much." It's disgusting to even look at it.

"Forget it, let's take a step back. Even if you feel disgusted by touching me, you have to endure it for a few days. I'll go out to earn spirit stones when I've almost cultivated." Yinrong said, "Although I rescued you without authorization, it's better to die than to die." Alive, you are young, is it really enough?"

Chengyang Muqiu didn't refute, Yinrong was overjoyed, and continued his efforts: "To tell you the truth, my master's level of healing is average, and what he can't do, maybe other doctors can, but these all need Lingshi. "

Chengyang Muqiu really had a reaction: "Then let's start."

...Are you agreeing so quickly?

I made a mistake, I would have said that I could restore my cultivation from the beginning, so I wouldn't have to spend so much talking.

In fact, Yinrong can understand him very well. In this cultivation world where the weak prey on the strong, who doesn't regard cultivation as the top priority?He is also brazenly pestering the boss for the sake of his cultivation. He has already seen the extraordinary talent of the boss, and he knows that in the future, if he cultivates both with real swords and guns, he will probably be similar to the punishment above, not for the sake of cultivation. He doesn't want to.

Chengyang Muqiu had already closed his eyes and relaxed his body. The tall and slender young monk acted as if he could pick and choose, which was inexplicably against harmony.

It's just that the eyelids are still trembling slightly, and the slender eyelashes cast shaking shadows on the high bridge of the nose, like humiliation and forbearance - forbearance turned red, and fine beads of sweat ooze from the forehead.

...It doesn't have to be like this, does it?I really didn't expect to be disgusted by my own furnace to such an extent, Yinrong was extremely frustrated.

And where he couldn't see, Chengyang Muqiu quietly retreated the hot Moyu finger and hid it behind him.

Closing the eyes probably makes the other senses more acute, and the time is too long, I don't know how long I waited until the soft and cool hands pushed the underwear away, Chengyang Muqiu couldn't help holding his breath, and felt a A ball... a ball of fluffy stuff?

Chengyang Muqiu opened his eyes in astonishment, tightened his jaw slightly, and looked down, and saw an orange-red hairball, the back of the ears and limbs were beautiful ochre, the belly was white and soft, and the whole fox was fat and glutinous. , bright and smooth coat.

There is no way, since he hates himself so much, let's try to change back to his original shape, I wonder if he can accept it.

Facing Shangcheng Yang Muqiu's gaze, Yinrong licked his nose nervously, put his ears back on his round head, tried to look cute and harmless, and picked up his claws, making it look even rounder.