Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Taichu Sword Sect, Fu Yunfeng.

Xiao Yihe was knocked out by a palm, his consciousness fluctuated.

Dreaming of some fragments of the past in a trance, but most of them are Xue Xuanwei's blood-stained robes and sharp eyes.

He shivered heavily, broke through the nightmare, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Then after waking up for a while, I remembered that I was fainted by Xue Xuanwei's palm just now, so where is this?

Eighty percent is the lair of Sect Master Xue.

You son of a bitch, the method of kidnapping is no different from that of bandits.

The room is filled with the smell of Daoxiang, a faint smell of bluegrass and tonka, permeating the nose, very familiar.

It was a fragrant soup that he unintentionally mixed with several commonly used spices in the past. He often used it for bathing. After Master praised him a few words, Xiao Xuanwei also started to use it.

Unexpectedly, Xue Xuanwei also has times of nostalgia.

But it's not surprising, he has always treated the master's words and phrases like an imperial edict.

Xiao Yihe supported the edge of the bed and sat up, looked around, thought he could see a magnificent Zhenjun hall, but then realized that he had an eye disease and couldn't see clearly.

He felt it up and down, and found that there was no missing arm or leg, nor was he tied up by a big iron chain, only the back of his neck that was beaten was slightly painful, and he was surprised.

Xue Xuanwei didn't recognize him?

Then why did you tie him back? It's really just because he uttered lies in the Red Maple Grove, and Sect Master Xue is strict and serious. He couldn't see such a poorly behaved disciple going to harm other Taoist new stars, so he deliberately brought him back to learn the rules?

Xiao Yihe thought for a while, then fell silent.

"..."

It's really possible that someone like Xue Xuanwei can do it.

Looking around, he didn't hear anyone's movement, so he got out of bed and groped around.

According to his understanding of Xue Xuanwei, the place where this kid lives should be a high-cast jade platform with four seasons of long winters, which fits his character of penance, but this place is not the case, there is no bone-piercing wind, but it is warm like spring.

After staying for a long time, there is a feeling of peace and tranquility.

But no matter how good the enemy cave is, it cannot stay for long.Taking advantage of Xue Xuanwei's absence, Xiao Yihe raised his fingers and made a tactic, thinking of grabbing a nearby Taoist boy to ask for directions.

Suddenly a voice sounded from inside the house: "Where are you going?"

"Xue Xue Xue Xue... the suzerain?!"

Xiao Yihe was so frightened that he bit the tip of his tongue which was chanting a mantra, and he swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood.

He looked in the direction of the man's speech in shock, and after observing for a long time, he realized that there was indeed a figure sitting in the shadow behind the veil, but in his chaotic eyes, he subtly merged with the shadow.

... You are here to say something, do you see me hanging around here for a long time and trying to escape, is it interesting?

Xue Xuanwei put down something like a dossier, got up and rushed towards him.

He couldn't see clearly, so he had to widen his eyes, challenging the strength of his sight.

When I got to the front, I realized that he was half a head taller than me. Obviously the two used to match side by side, but now Xue Xuanwei alone is tall and imposing, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

As he got closer, the man bent down coldly, blocking most of his light, and looked at him fixedly: "Go to bed."

Xiao Yihe was horrified, and after a long while squeezed out from his mouth: "... huh?"

He couldn't help straightening his knees, touched the neckline, and said in panic: "Sovereign, the sky is still bright."

Xue Xuanwei squeezed his shoulder lightly, exerted force on his knuckles, and asked slowly: "It's fine when it's dark?"

"..." You asked me this question, how should I answer it.

Xue Xuanwei couldn't help but put his arm down, grabbed his ankle and held it in his hand.

"Sect Master Xue!" Xiao Yihe clamped his legs tightly and did not give a chance, and said tactfully, "You see the sun outside is so mild, it's time for men to study, why don't we talk about Taoism and rules first?"

Xue Xuan said slightly: "It's not too late to talk later."

He breathed a sigh of relief in his chest, it's over, when Xue Xuan was young, he didn't show any color, but when he grew up, he was really so absurd and lustful.

Thinking absurdly, the soles of the feet suddenly felt cold, and ointment was applied on them.

The wounds caused by stepping on broken branches, rotten leaves and pebbles were slowly wiped away by the fingertips stained with medicine, and the several cracked wounds were not so painful.

Xiao Yihe's forbearing expression gradually turned into astonishment.

Seeing that he was silent, Xue Xuan asked slightly: "Why, I'm disappointed."

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Xue Xuanwei picked up the ointment and took care of the delicate wounds, but for Xiao Yihe, after the pain subsided a little, another kind of torment came up. ticklish.

Swordsmen have always had thin sword calluses between their fingers, which are so itchy that people scratch their hearts and livers, especially the tender flesh between the soles of the feet and the seams between the toes, where the feeling is most obvious.

Xiao Yihe wanted to break free from him, but unfortunately he was powerless and could only be manipulated by him.

His scalp was numb, and it was so itchy that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He tremblingly said: "The suzerain is grateful for your great kindness, and I will never forget it. I, I can do it myself!"

As Xue Xuanwei's fingers brushed the soles of his feet, he raised his final note, his face turned red, and he kicked out subconsciously.

This kick directly kicked Sect Master Xue's chest.

A dead silence.

Xue Xuan took half a step back, stopped firmly, and still did not let go of his ankles. He just looked down at the elixir rubbed on the skirt of his clothes, and said calmly: "If you kick again, you will chop it up."

"..."

How can a person not bow his head under the eaves.He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Through his clothes, Xiao Yihe secretly twisted his thigh to relieve the itching. Although it didn't take long, it seemed like several hours had passed.

After treating the many wounds on his feet, Xue Xuan raised his head slightly, only to find that his brows were twisted into a ball, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, as if he was trying his best to endure.

He finally stopped, and threw a ball of clothes and a bottle of elixir on "Song Yao": "Eat."

Only then did he speak slowly: "Since you took the initiative to talk about the laws and regulations."

"Starting tomorrow, at three o'clock in the morning, come to Fuyun Hall."

Xiao Yihe instantly took off the clothes on his face: "Yinshi!!"

Xue Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the problem?"

"...No, I dare not, I will definitely be there." Don't panic, Xiao Yihe calmed down, saw Xue Xuanwei walking out, and added flatteringly, "Sect Master Xue, go slowly, come again next time!"

Xue Xuan paused for a moment, then disappeared outside the door.

Xiao Yihe immediately suppressed his smile, threw the pillows and clothes in the direction of the doors and windows, and complained: "It's three o'clock! Even chickens can't get up so early!"

It was only after throwing away that I remembered that my feet were smeared with medicine, and my eyesight was not good. I had to go down to pick up things after throwing them away. The loss outweighed the gain.He became even more angry, and lay down on the bed, muttering to himself: "It's too much, I used to practice swords before I slept until late."

He picked up the bottle of elixir again, repeatedly confirmed that it was just an ordinary Wenjing elixir, and not a three-step Duanming pill, so he poured one into his mouth and continued to sigh.

The medicine has the effect of calming and calming the mind, and he was really tired.Or maybe he just came back from the dead and wasn't quite used to this body. After scolding Sect Master Xue enough, he soon felt a strong sense of drowsiness.

With the smell of the medicine, he unconsciously closed his eyes.

He had a dream.

The self in the dream is still young, not so crazy yet, wearing a white dress slantingly, holding a sword on his back, holding a golden pill of a monster that has just been slain in his hand, following a young man step by step. .

"Xiao Xuanwei!" He turned his head and said with a smile, "I really don't want to see it? It's so beautiful, it's shining like gold!"

The young man refused to speak sullenly, turned his face away, turned and ran away.

Xiao Yihe mumbled: "Why are you so angry?"

Following the young man all the way, until the demon pill was separated from the body for too long and disintegrated into pieces of light, he still didn't understand the reason for Xiaoxuan's slight anger.

But thinking that in the past, apart from having a very good face to his master, he also treated most of the others like this, and he didn't take it seriously.

It was already dark, the human night market had just opened, and the long street was brightly lit.

He kindly apologized, bought candied haws, porcelain whistles, and brass rattles, and showed them to the boy, but Xiao Xuanwei just "hummed" and ignored them.

Xiao Yihe bit the fiery red candied haws horizontally in his mouth, and the caramelized icing on the outer layer was chewed until he chewed it, and said vaguely: "It's so sweet, do you want to try it?"

Xiaoxuan pushed his hand away with slight disgust, turned to look at a small stall across the street, and pointed.

"Let me see, what does Xiao Xuanwei see?"

Xiao Yihe looked back, and saw that it was a barefoot folk doctor who was selling some small ointments for treating headaches, brain fever, and bruises.

Is there any panacea on Sword God Mountain?

Although he wondered what Xiao Xuanwei wanted to do with these things, it didn't hurt, and he generously paid for him to choose.

Half a street away, I saw Xiaoxuan running over slightly, looking at all the bottles and cans on the old blue cloth, and then carefully picked out a bottle, paid for it, and dragged it out. he left.

When he reached the quiet place, he raised his hand and tugged at his sleeve.

Xiao Yihe bent down, with the candied hawthorn he had just put in his mouth, teasing him with a smile: "What's the matter, I want to eat candied haws now, but my brother has already eaten them all!"

"Who wants to eat your candied haws?"

The young man gave him a blank look, took out the small bottle of ointment he bought from his pocket, pried off the lid, sniffed it carefully, hooked a piece with the tip of his index finger, and wiped it on the side of his neck.

If it wasn't for his action, Xiao Yihe wouldn't even know that there was a small scar on the side of his neck, perhaps it was accidentally injured when he was fighting with a monster just now.He had never paid attention to this kind of minor injury.

Although human herbal medicine has little effect on practitioners, and there are many impurities that can easily stain the collar, and he doesn't like bitter taste, but he couldn't bear to refuse the kindness of his junior brother, so he stretched his neck over and accepted it happily.

After applying the medicine, Xiao Yihe bent down to pick up the young man, raised his sword and rose into the air, and said with a hearty smile, "Let's go, senior brother will take you to the Qianjin Building in Lin'an County!"

Xiaoxuan hugged his neck in a little panic, and suddenly remembered that he had just applied the medicine, observed carefully in mid-air for a while, and saw that it hadn't been rubbed off, so she continued to lean on his shoulder in peace.

Xiao Yihe hummed the song all the way.

When he was about to arrive in Lin'an County, he sent a flying letter to Nan Rongqi and asked him to come out for a drink together, then he heard the drowsy young man on his shoulder mutter: "Senior brother... I also have a sword..."

Xiao Yihe hugged him and waited under a pear blossom, said with a smile: "Okay, you also have a sword, and in the future, senior brother will make you a sword that is unparalleled in the world!"

The flowers were like clouds, flakes falling on the shoulders of the two of them, provoking a bit of tenderness for no reason.

Xiao Yihe muttered in a daze: "Obviously before...cute..."

"Senior Brother Song, obviously you should get up too."

Xiao Yihe hugged the quilt and turned over, immersed in a gentle dream, murmured twice, reluctant to wake up.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in my ear: "It's already [-] o'clock!"

Xiao Yihe woke up suddenly, and sat up straight, his eyes staring straight: "What's wrong? What Yinshi?"

The little boy who came to wake him up held his clothes and looked like a round ball, with a simple smile: "Senior Brother Song, the suzerain asked me to wake you up, and said that if you were late, you would be fined another three months of hard food."

Now when he heard the word "Xue Xuanwei", Xiao Yihe subconsciously felt numb all over. He took the clothes and hurriedly put them on, and asked blankly: "What is bitter meal?"

Xiao Daotong said solemnly: "It is bitter gourd soup, bitter gourd cake and fried bitter gourd. The suzerain said that bitterness can enter the heart, and ascetics should endure more hardships and pay more attention to it."

"..." Xiao Yihe heard his bile burst, and the bitter taste rushed to his throat.

I didn't expect such a way to kill people in this world.

He scolded Xue Xuanwei no less than a hundred times in his heart, but he said obediently: "Let's go, let's go, I can't wait to hear your suzerain talk about the rules of Taoism."