I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Hearing his questioning aloud, Hu Yibai breathed a sigh of relief for the first time tonight.

It seemed that his disguise was good, Feng Ling didn't recognize him.

Hu Yibai stopped three feet away from him, and asked without answering, "Are you Feng Ling?"

Hearing the other party's rhetorical question, as if she didn't know him, Feng Ling frowned slightly, her expression became more vigilant: "Who are you?"

Hu Yibai didn't answer, but chuckled lightly, walked up to him and sat down on the floor, putting down the food box in his hand.

Seeing Feng Ling's vigilance that he wished to draw his sword to confront him, Hu Yibai took out the badge of Qian Lingzong from his waist: "I am an insider of the sect, not a criminal, so there is no need to be so nervous."

However, seeing the waist badge, Feng Ling didn't relax much, her blood-stained face was still frowning.

Hu Yibai opened the food box he brought, and brought out the cabbage porridge inside. After seeing Feng Ling's inexplicable eyes, he suddenly remembered to explain.

A leisurely and undisciplined temperament is vividly expressed.

To say it sounds good is informal, but to say it sounds bad is muddle-headed.However, it is easier for people with this personality to let their guard down.

"Just now I saw someone pick up a dinner in the dining hall, but was intercepted halfway and poured it into the slop. I heard that it was given to a disciple named Feng Ling in the confinement room. I think you are the only one in the confinement room." , it should be you, right?"

Feng Ling watched him push over the steaming bowl of choy sum porridge, the emerald green choy sum floated on the soft and glutinous rice, floating in the air with a strong salty aroma.

A junior cultivator like him is far from the level of fasting, and he has not entered a drop of water since he was tortured.

But Feng Ling only glanced at it, then quickly looked away.

Hu Yibai continued to be persuasive: "I'm two years older than you, so I'm your senior brother. I don't dare to claim to be a good person, but I just happened to see this incident. If I ignore it and make you starve in the confinement room, well, there will always be something wrong." Shame on your conscience, right?"

In order to prove his innocence, he propped up a bamboo hat, poured the porridge from the spoon into his mouth, and showed Feng Ling the empty spoon.

"Don't worry about me poisoning the food. You are hurt like this now. If I want to hurt you, there must be a hundred ways easier than poisoning."

Seeing that Feng Ling just looked at him and didn't speak, Hu Yibai looked at his bloody arm, picked up a bowl and took a spoonful: "You are injured, let me feed you."

Raising his hand, he directly passed the porridge in the spoon to Feng Ling's tight lips.

Unexpectedly, this kid was quite disrespectful, Hu Yibai's arms were sore, his mouth seemed to be stuck with super glue, and he remained motionless.

If it were his younger brother, he would have given up on it a long time ago, and would love to eat.

But he can't, he is now the character of Brother Wenrou.

Hu Yibai put down the spoon and glanced at the porridge in his hand: "Don't like porridge? Okay, let's change it."

The gentle and clear voice seems to be able to drip water.

Turn around and take out the egg custard from the bottom of the food box. There is a layer of minced green onion and minced meat on it. When you dig it out with a spoon, you will find a large plump and moist prawn underneath.

As usual, he tried the poison again before feeding it to the other party.

Looking at the spoon that was handed to her again, Feng Ling frowned.

He still knows how many people from Qingqiu and Long clan there are in the sect, and the sound doesn't match right now.

But even if he is not a member of Qingqiu and the Dragon Clan, there is no guarantee that he has no plans.

Feng Ling was silent for a long time and finally said: "Thank you for your kindness, brother, I'm sorry..."

Before he could finish speaking, a big mouthful of egg custard was stuffed into his mouth. Hu Yibai's movements were too fast, giving him no time to react.

Caught off guard by this, Feng Ling put the custard in her mouth, swallowing it or not.

He glanced at Hu Yibai who was opposite, but only saw the white gauze outside the bamboo hat, and finally swallowed it whole. Unexpectedly, there were shrimps in the custard, and he was a little choked.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Slow down." Hu Yibai patted his back for him, but this slap almost made Feng Ling bleed out.

The back that was straight just now collapsed, and the thin and slender body shook like a candle in the wind.

It was only then that he remembered the injuries on Feng Ling's body. This small body is now like a building block, and it might fall over if the wind blows.

Hu Yibai got up and sat on the same side as Feng Ling, slowly embraced the other's still intact left arm, slowly leaned back on his shoulder, and finished what he just said for him: "I bought everything Brother, don’t just accept it with your heart, open your mouth to cooperate, so that the brother can go back before the curfew, okay? You can’t owe much favors even if you have a meal.”

"..." When Feng Ling came back to his senses, he found himself leaning against the other person's arms. Such a close distance made him very uncomfortable who was not used to getting along with people.

And now his body is covered with blood stains and has a strong fishy smell, doesn't he feel sick?

Seeing a new custard being delivered, the other party's enthusiasm is like a tide sweeping the reefs on the shore, wanting to invade everywhere.

And Feng Ling just couldn't stand this kind of person the most.

Since he was a child, he was used to sneering and sneering, but he was at a loss for other people's kindness.

Anyway, I took a bite, the phoenix gall itself has the effect of detoxifying, and ordinary poisons can't kill him at all.

After thanking Feng Ling, she finally opened her mouth, and Hu Yibai hurriedly fed it in spoonfuls. Finally, the feeding work could continue normally.

When the egg custard was fed, Hu Yibai saw that he hadn't said anything, and brought up the vegetable porridge from that night, feeling the side of the bowl was still warm, and took a spoonful to his mouth.

Feng Ling glanced at him, and slowly opened her mouth to swallow the porridge.

Hu Yibai thought that he was not full, so he fed the bowl of porridge by the spoonful.

But after he put down the bowl, a tragedy happened. Feng Ling suddenly lowered his head and vomited, spit out a large puddle of the porridge just now...

Hu Yibai hurriedly supported him: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

For a moment, he imagined the possibility of Hu Jun poisoning the food.

After Feng Ling vomited, she looked a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's just that my abdomen is a little distended, and it's much better after vomiting."

Hearing what he said, Hu Yibai subconsciously looked at his abdomen, and was suddenly made to show a dumbfounding expression by the round belly.

This is obviously eating too much food. If you eat it until you spit it out, what kind of stuff does it have to be?

Hu Yibai wiped him with a sweat towel, and suddenly felt that the child was quite funny, so he couldn't stop teasing: "Tell me when you're full, and I'll keep feeding you as long as I'm full. Fengling, you shouldn't be surnamed Feng." Is it a phoenix? Why is it like a little goldfish?"

He was also negligent, seeing that Feng Ling didn't refuse, he kept feeding her.In fact, a seriously injured person should not eat so much at once.

Hearing that she vomited up because she ate too much, Feng Ling's pale face and ears instantly turned red.

When I was young, my parents taught me that every time I ate, I remembered the difficulties of farming.Although his parents have passed away for many years, he has always kept their teachings in mind and never wastes food.

But this senior brother brought too much food, he just resisted to eat the last bite, but he didn't expect that his body is too weak now, so he turned his head and vomited it out.

"Sorry, I'll clean it up right away..." Looking at the dirt spit out on the ground, Feng Ling felt even more ashamed.

How could Hu Yibai dare to use him to tidy up, and he held the person down: "Don't move. There is a sweeper by the door, no trouble, let me do it."

After tidying up the ground, Hu Yibai wanted to help him find a place to sleep, but there wasn't even a bed around, let alone a bedding, and the night was getting darker and heavier, and the other party was still naked.

Without much hesitation, Hu Yibai took off his outer robe and put it on Feng Ling: "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

Let's make do with it today, and bring more things tomorrow.

After all, everything was prepared for the first meeting, so it was hard not to make people suspicious.

Hearing the meaning of his words, Feng Ling hurriedly declined: "I am very grateful for the gift of food today, Feng Ling will report it in the future, and dare not bother senior brother anymore."

In fact, on the other hand, he is not very used to getting along with this person.

He has long been used to being alone, and when he meets someone who talks a lot, he will reply a lot when the other party says ten words.

The atmosphere was really awkward.

Hu Yibai smiled: "You will be in confinement for a month, and today he dumped your dinner into the slop bucket, and you still expect him to bring it to you tomorrow?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Feng Ling and sighed: "Actually, it's okay to report it for you, but I think the other party seems to be from Qingqiu, and the fox family is the most cunning and cunning. After reporting here, he may not change it next time." What other bastards might get worse, besides, there are not a few people in Qingqiu in the sect, and you are alone, I am afraid that this report will be self-defeating and put you at a disadvantage."

Hearing what Hu Yibai said, Feng Ling's expression changed slightly.

Similar things did happen before. The Dragon Clan is the number one Beast Clan, and the Qingqiu Fox Clan is also a rising star. Now the forces are all over the Kyushu Continent, and almost no one dares to offend these two big Beast Clans at the same time.

And because of the fact that his parents were framed, he was expelled from the Feng clan, and now he is a piece of rootless duckweed in the sect, with no one to rely on, and no one dares to approach him.

He also guessed that the other party didn't know his situation, so he dared to help, but after hearing this explanation, he knew that the other party had known his situation clearly, and had made plans for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling couldn't help but feel a little moved. After his parents passed away, he had experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and no one had ever put himself in his shoes.

Of course, the premise is that he has no plans for himself.

Hu Yibai mentioned the food box: "I'll think about it after you recover from your injury. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Hu Yibai made up his own mind: "If you don't say anything, I'll bring it for you according to my preference. Tonight, you lie flat and don't move around. I'll bring medicine and rattan to help you connect the bones tomorrow. Bring a quilt."

Hearing the other party's arrangement clearly, Feng Ling knew that it would be good for him to have someone to help him in the current situation, he nodded slightly: "Thank you, brother, Feng Ling will repay this kindness in the future."

Hu Yibai said in his heart, there is no need to repay the favor, just don't push me into the marrow washing pool to feed the fish in the future.

Hearing the bell before the curfew outside, Hu Yibai bid him farewell: "I'll go first, go to bed early little gold fish."

In the end, the word "Little Goldfish" was deliberately protracted.

Hearing the gentle laughter from under the bamboo hat, Feng Ling's ears warmed up again, and when the snow-white figure completely disappeared from his vision, he lowered his head to look at the outer robe he was wearing.

The snow-white cloud brocade face, the cuffs and neckline are embroidered with dark silver patterns, and you can smell a faint fragrance of wormwood when you get close.

I don't remember anyone wearing this kind of clothes in his memory, and the other party was wearing a bamboo hat, which meant that he deliberately concealed his identity, so he didn't ask his name just now.

But it's better to be cautious, if Long Chiyu and Hu Yibai find out, the consequences will be disastrous.

Especially the latter.

Thinking of that coquettish and beautiful face, hiding behind everyone and watching him sniggering when he was being tortured, Feng Ling clenched his blood-stained hands tightly. The more painful the broken bone, the more clear-headed he was.

……

Hu Yibai, who had just walked out of the confinement room, sneezed violently. A chill seemed to scratch his back hard. He hugged his shoulders and looked around in a daze.

Are you freezing without a coat?