[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Zhang Wuji's injury has healed a long time ago, but his cold poison has penetrated into his whole body, and he will attack every few days, and it will happen again during the recovery period in this hut. If it is not for the warm helmet and elixir provided by Song Qingshu, he will not be able to survive. up.Even so, when the cold poison broke out, he almost lost his mind. Although he vaguely felt that Song Qingshu turned into a real body and hugged him to keep him warm, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes to see.And after the poisoning is over, usually three hours have passed, and the other party's solidified appearance cannot be seen, which makes Zhang Wuji secretly feel sorry for him.

After seven or eight days like this, early in the morning, the servant who delivered the food put down the food through the door, and suddenly said: "The little brother's injury should be almost healed, right? If that's the case, you should also go see our owner, thank you Thanks to his life-saving grace!"

The two people in the room were slightly startled, and they looked at each other. If they were going to see the owner of the villa, they couldn't help but continue to be vague.Immediately Song Qingshu replied: "That's what it should be! Please wait a moment, let us brothers clean up, so as not to offend the owner."

The servant snorted noncommittally: "Speed ​​up!" Then he took two steps to the side and muttered: "The country boy speaks so politely..."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, but he was negligent.The servant may not be so suspicious, thinking that his speech is elegant and not like a countryman. If the lady or the owner of the estate heard it, he would suspect their identities if they were not sure. It seems that he should be more careful when speaking in the future.

After making up his mind, he turned his head and was about to instruct Zhang Wuji, but saw the young man staring at him expectantly and curiously, and was instantly caught by the puppy-like gaze: "...what?"

Zhang Wuji whispered: "Lan Zhou, should you take your medicine?"

"..." Song Qingshu was dumbfounded by his words, fell to the ground and took out the solid soul powder, then raised his hand and tapped the young man's forehead: "What medicine! Ask others to hear it and say I'm sick!"

The young man reflexively said "Ah yo", but he didn't refute as usual, but looked at Song Qingshu and smirked: "Lan Zhou, you can touch me!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Song Qingshu's hand that hadn't been withdrawn, feeling the warmth in his palm. The warmth in his heart suddenly gave birth to a bit of nostalgia: Although he already knew that the other party could become a reality, the feeling he personally felt at this time was different, making him hold Song Qingshu's hand reluctantly and unwilling to let go.

Song Qingshu was made both funny and heartwarming by his appearance, let him hold on to him, brushed his messy hair with the other hand, straightened his clothes again, and said: "It's important, it's not easy to let him go." Master has been waiting for a long time, let's go!"

Zhang Wuji gave a "hmm" and followed Song Qingshu out of the door.The waiter in front of the door got impatient for a long time, glanced at them, and said: "Come with me!" Then he turned around and left.

After going out the door, the two of them found that the surroundings were full of joy. There were red lanterns hanging on the trees next to the courtyard wall, and the servants were busy putting stickers and hanging pictures on the doors and windows.After counting the time, Song Qingshu realized that their delay had already been Chinese New Year before they knew it.

Turning his head to look at the young man beside him, the other party obviously noticed this too, with a sad look on his face, and some yearning, probably thinking of his parents who are far away in Wudang.Song Qingshu shook the young man's fingers, and got a smile from the other party. He felt a little worried, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

The three of them passed through a long corridor, then passed through two halls, and came to the warm pavilion that Song Qingshu had been to before.The Warm Pavilion was as warm as spring, and the furnishings were splendid. Zhang Wuji had never seen such a luxurious and comfortable place in his life. Considering his clothes were stained, it was really out of place to stand in this luxurious Warm Pavilion, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.Song Qingshu didn't take it too seriously, and only put on an expression of curiosity and admiration to avoid suspicion.Before the servant entered the door, he specially asked the two of them: "Today is New Year's Eve, the owner of the village is paying the salary, and there are many people in the house. Wait for you to follow me. Don't open your mouth without my instructions." Leading them around the screen hung with red silk into the hall, telling them to wait in the corner, he went to find a space among the servants there and knelt down and waited.

Zhang Wuji was very curious about this place, so he quietly raised his head to look, but saw a handsome middle-aged couple sitting on the main seat, seventy or eighty child servants knelt on the ground, the couple smiled and said: "Everyone has worked hard!" Already!" There were two stewards next to him distributing the bounty.There were many servants in the villa, and it was very boring to send them one by one. After a few glances, Zhang Wuji lost interest. He just held Song Qingshu's hand and looked down quietly.The opponent's palm was the same as the soul body, but this was the first time Zhang Wuji took a closer look. The opponent's fingers were slender, and there was a layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and palm, which were obviously the marks left by the use of weapons.He compared his senior brother's hands, and found some resemblance, so he whispered: "Lan Zhou, do you also use a sword?"

Song Qingshu nodded, his palm was itchy from being scratched by Zhang Wuji, and he wanted to take it back, but he couldn't bear the young man's pleading gaze, so he let him look at him, thinking that the other party should be curious when he saw his real body for the first time of.

He has a good impression of Zhang Wuji in his heart, although he is only a teenager, but after all he has seen him when he is an adult, and knows what a great man this skinny little boy will grow into in the future. Some inexplicable subtle feelings emerged, and I was unwilling to just withdraw my hand like this.

The two of them were sticking together when they suddenly heard a charming voice coming in from outside: "Cousin, you came so early this year." Song Qingshu recognized Zhu Jiuzhen's voice, and thought that it was the girl biting someone, subconsciously Then make a fist.Feeling his movements, Zhang Wuji raised his head to look at him, and felt that the voice was familiar at the moment, so he turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"New Year's greetings to uncle and aunt, dare you be late?" At this moment, another man's voice came from the other side, but Song Qingshu had never heard this voice before.Followed by another strange female voice: "Brother came here so early, I don't know if it's New Year's greetings for the two elders, or for my cousin?"

While speaking, three people walked into the hall door.The group of servants stepped aside one after another, and Zhang Wuji couldn't help being slightly surprised when he saw a man and two women walking in: "What a beautiful girl!"

At this moment, he had already recognized that Zhu Jiuzhen's voice was the one he heard when he was besieged by vicious dogs that day. Thinking of what Song Qingshu told him, he guessed that one of the two girls was Zhu Jiuzhen who liked to keep vicious dogs in captivity.It's just that Song Qingshu didn't describe the appearance of the other party, he only said that such a cruel woman probably looked fierce, but he didn't expect that the two who entered the door were both pretty and charming, not much different from her mother, and added a bit of girlishness. Unique innocence.

He has never seen a few women in his life, and most of them are elders.His mothers, Yin Susu and Ji Xiaofu, are both beautiful women, but they are both mothers, with a steady demeanor, and they treat him with love and affection.When I met Zhou Zhiruo, I was suffering from illness, and I was still young. In addition, Zhou Zhiruo was dressed in a messy and plain style, young and green, so naturally I didn't think much about it.This is the first time he has seen other people of the opposite sex who are similar in age. They are in their prime, and they are so bright and dazzling that it is inevitable to take a few more glances.But I don't know that these few glances fell on the eyes of those who are caring, it is the youthful feelings, knowing the lust and admiring Shaoai, fascinated, as if in a daze.So some people are secretly happy, some people are not happy.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Song Qingshu was one of the displeased people, he gently pulled the boy's hand, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth.Zhang Wuji was used to his teasing, so he didn't hear any other meaning, but he scratched his head in embarrassment.When he saw the girl wearing a scarlet sable fur among the three of them approaching and pulling the owner and his wife affectionately, he knew that this person was Zhu Jiuzhen, so he secretly whispered to Song Qingshu: "She is different from what I imagined. .”

Knowing that "she" refers to Zhu Jiuzhen, Song Qingshu frowned, and said softly: "Beauty is beauty, and the heart is like a snake and a scorpion."

Rao Zhang Wuji was used to Song Qingshu's venomous tongue, and it was the first time he had heard him criticize someone he hadn't met a few times so unceremoniously. Putting the red envelope in his arms, he walked towards them and signaled them to follow, so he swallowed his doubts and followed along with Song Qingshu.

The servant brought the two of them to the owner and told him: "Master, these two are the guests who were rescued by the lady before, and now they are recovering from their injuries, and they said they would come to pay New Year's greetings to the owner and his wife."

After Zhang Wuji had finished speaking, Zhang Wuji went up to salute in a respectful manner, Zhang Wuji peeked out and saw Zhu Changling, the owner of the village, dressed in blue, with a calm expression on his face, he nodded to them and said, "You two are welcome. It was the little girl who let the dog hurt people first, and it is embarrassing to say 'save people'. Jiuzhen, why don't you come here and apologize to the little brother?"

After coming here, it was the first time for the two of them to hear such normal words, and they were slightly taken aback. Zhu Jiuzhen obviously didn't expect her father to reprimand her at this moment, and felt that she couldn't get down in front of the person she admired. Not reconciled, she said coquettishly, "Father, how could I let the generals bite him? He was the one who snatched my prey first, so I—"

"You still dare to talk back?" Zhu Changling slapped the table, "You hurt someone, it's your fault, and you're still talking sophistry here?"

Zhu Jiuzhen has been favored by his parents since he was a child, and he didn't even say a serious reprimand. Today, he was so scolded in front of people, and he couldn't help but froze in shock.She turned her head and glanced at the young man who entered the room with her, her mouth was aggrieved, and then she walked up to Zhang Wuji unwillingly, and said vaguely, "I'm sorry!" Without looking at their reactions after finishing speaking , Stamped his feet and rushed out.

"Cousin!" The young man in a light yellow satin robe who came in after seeing this yelled, and hurriedly said to Zhu Changling: "Uncle, aunt, let me go and see her!" Then he chased out the door, wearing a black sable fur beside him. Unwilling to be reconciled, the young girl also chased out the door, leaving only a few people in the room looking at each other with different expressions.

The author has something to say: Zhang Wuji: Lanzhou, your hands are so warm.

Song Qingshu: Yes.

Zhang Wuji: I don't know if my brother's hands are so warm?

Song Qingshu: ==|||

Zhang Wuji: It's a pity that I haven't tried it...

Song Qingshu: (pulls out his hand) The time is up. (become a soul body)

Zhang Wuji: I haven't held enough...

Song Qingshu: Find your senior brother!

Zhang Wuji: But senior brother is you?

Song Qingshu: Don't say it as if you already know it!