The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

After eating, the three apprentices left Yu Sheng's residence and went to the sword-testing platform to practice their swords.

After all, Yusheng is not here, they either practice or guide each other.

It's not that Yu Sheng doesn't want to go, it's just that his scars haven't healed, and it's hard for him to walk, so there's no way to teach him.

When the apprentices left, Yu Sheng's residence became silent again.

After a long time, Yu Sheng felt that he was so bored that he was about to grow hair.

Fortunately, at noon, several apprentices ran back from the sword training platform to bring him food.

Yu Sheng wondered why these three came here every day, but he didn't wonder for too long, how many ordinary disciples are not afraid of the master?

Let alone others, first of all he was afraid of Yu Sheng.

Come again, Hua Jin, another familiar face, didn't dare to make do with it recently.

After all, how did he get this injury? If it was because of Hua Jin, there was nothing wrong with it.

If Hua Jin hadn't come here, he wouldn't have suffered dozens of lashes from Commandment Peak.

Yu Sheng sighed again, and leaned on the beam of the bed to count the birds through the window.

……

In the evening, Xiao Qing came over by himself.

"Why are you alone?" Yu Sheng asked casually, seeing that there was no one behind Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing said: "Their residence is a bit far from here, they are too tired, so go back and rest first."

As Xiao Qing said, he glanced at the medicine stove: "Master, did you drink medicine during the day?"

Yu Sheng felt guilty: "I drank it."

Xiao Qing didn't speak, and went directly to look at the medicine stove, and sighed after seeing it.

Yu Sheng felt guilty and wished he could tuck his head into his bed.

Forgot to pour out the soup and pretend to drink it...

The medicine has been warming in the medicine stove, Xiao Qing took out the medicine and handed it to Yu Sheng: "Master, drink it."

Yu Sheng frowned, anyway, in front of Xiao Qing, he knew that he had no face to speak of.

All his life, Yu Sheng thought he was pure and pure, but now his back is all seen, what face does he need?

"Can you not drink?"

Yu Sheng raised his head and blinked his eyes. Usually, no matter whether he treats his master or his fellow disciples, this move is always beneficial.

"No."

Yusheng is still too naive, he is facing Xiao Qing who can resist even the beauty of the ancestor Yu Ning, the No. 1 incomprehensible style of Qianshanzong.

"But there is this." Xiao Qing rummaged through his pockets, found a few candied fruit wrapped in oil paper, and waved them in front of Yu Sheng's eyes.

Yu Sheng wanted to grab it with his hand, but Xiao Qing shoved it back into his pocket with sharp eyes and quick hands.

...Yu Sheng wondered which bastard designed this set of disciple uniforms, why are there so many pockets?

Yu Sheng tried to struggle again: "This... has nothing to do with candied fruit, I think I'm already cured, and I don't need to take any more medicine."

"Master is not afraid of suffering, is he?"

"...Bring the bowl!" Yu Sheng snatched the bowl from Xiao Qing's hand, raised his neck proudly——then he was so miserable that he couldn't even speak.

Immediately after his lips touched something warm, a piece of candied fruit was stuffed in, and the sweetness quickly spread on the candied fruit.Yu Sheng licked his lips subconsciously, catching the remaining frosting.

"Well. You know that? I'm not afraid of hardship."

Xiao Qing nodded: "Yes, Master is not afraid of suffering."

Weird.

Xiao Qing bent his eyes, revealing a slight snicker.

Master was originally afraid of suffering.

He is not afraid.

Yu Sheng lowered his head just in time to miss Xiao Qing's snickering moment, then raised his head again with a serious face: "You don't need to watch the night tonight."

Xiao Qing hummed: "Then I will give Master the medicine."

"it is good."

Yu Sheng turned his back and pulled off his belt quite consciously, Xiao Qing helped him take off his clothes.

After untiing the gauze, Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that new flesh had gradually grown on Yu Sheng's back, although there was still a little redness and swelling and large scabs, but it was still good.

Xiao Qing's fingertips were covered with ointment, and he applied it to Yu Sheng's wound, then pursed his mouth and blew on it.

The cold ointment mixed with Xiao Qing's breath, Yu Sheng shivered: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up and get rid of it, then you can re-bandage." Xiao Qing's answer was extremely natural, Yu Sheng gritted his teeth to restrain the inexplicable trembling: "Blow it with your mouth? Stop cultivating immortality, you go down the mountain."

"The Yufeng Jue taught you has been taught to the dog's stomach?"

Xiao Qing lowered his head and did not speak, then a gust of wind from nowhere swept across the whole room in an instant, the good teacup on the table instantly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, the curtain of the bed lifted directly, enveloping Yu Sheng inside.

Xiao Qing accepted the Yufeng Jue, and suppressed a smile: "Master, I'm sorry."

Yu Sheng: ...

When his aura recovers, he will teach this little brat what is superiority and inferiority, and what is order between master and apprentice!

Who the hell did the apprentice blow the wind and bury it for the master when he had a disagreement?

Xiao Qing suppressed a laugh behind Yu Sheng, and rescued Yu Sheng from the bed curtain: "This apprentice is not good at learning, Master is laughing at me."

A few strands of hair on Yu Sheng's forehead were scattered, and he stared at Xiao Qing angrily.

Xiao Qing's face was calm, as if it was really just an unintentional act just now.

"Wow, what a wild game."

A voice came from outside the door, Xiao Qing and Yu Sheng turned their heads tacitly at the same time, a burst of golden light almost blinded Yu Sheng.

Matsumazhao stood outside the door and poked his head: "Is this something I can watch without paying?"

Yusheng: "Get lost!"

Xiao Qing: "Master Uncle, hello."

Before Matsumazhao could answer, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind, covering Matsumazhao's eyes.

"Don't look, eye of the needle."

Yu Sheng was silent for a moment, and then let out a heart-piercing roar: "Ye Wuqing, you two get out of here together!"

Song Jianzhao and Ye Wuqing didn't listen to Yu Sheng's words, they walked in swaggeringly: "Hey, it's broad daylight, what are you two doing?"

Xiao Qing put on a coat for Yu Sheng, and then withdrew his hand somewhat cautiously: "Master Ye, Uncle Song, I'm giving medicine to Master..."

Song Jianzhao touched his smooth chin, and looked at Yu Sheng with a playful face: "It's just medicine?"

Yu Sheng picked up the tray on the table that had survived the disaster just now, and threw it at Song Jianzhao.

As soon as Ye Wuqing stretched out his hand, the tray hit his wrist and instantly shattered, and the shattered pieces flew towards Yu Sheng, Xiao Qing subconsciously stood in front of Yu Sheng to block it.

Yu Sheng didn't seem to care at all, pushed Xiao Qing aside and took a step forward to look at Matsuma Zhao and the two: "What wind is blowing to you two?"

"Hey." Song Jianzhao held a feather fan in his hand today, embroidered with gold and silver threads, and shook it on his chest, causing Yu Sheng's eyes to ache: "Why do you speak so badly? You care about your classmates. "

Yu Sheng rolled his eyes at Song Jianzhao: "Get lost."

"Okay." Song Jian took care of Yu Sheng's ruddy complexion and the strength to beat and swear, obviously nothing happened, so he lifted his legs and walked out the door: "I'm going to get out of here."

Yu Sheng: ...

He seems to have that serious illness.

After the two left, even though Yu Sheng already knew that he had no face in front of Xiao Qing, he subconsciously coughed lightly to cover up the embarrassment of losing his composure in front of his apprentice: "You two uncles are not very smart."

Xiao Qing didn't say anything, after all, he was an uncle, it's up to the master to say what the master said, he has no right to say anything.

Yu Sheng sat back down again and asked Xiao Qing to bandage him.

After using the ointment prepared by Hua Wendao himself, Yu Sheng recovered faster and faster. Now the ointment is dry and can be wrapped in gauze.

Xiao Qing lowered his eyes and was dissatisfied with the movements of his hands. After wrapping up the gauze, he helped Yu Sheng put on the underwear.

After Yu Sheng was served by his apprentice, he demolished the bridge neatly: "Okay, the medicine is finished, you can go back, you don't need to watch the night tonight."