After the Master's reinstatement

The next day, the person who came to do business with Yu Yan was also replaced by Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was ordered to come this time, so he made sufficient preparations and talked a lot at the beginning of the chapter.To sum up, the general idea is that they proposed to withdraw troops in exchange for an antidote, but this was not to fear him, but to give him a way out.

Yu Yan probably listened to a few words, and saw that there was nothing new, so he walked away in a dignified manner.

The speaker didn't mean the listener, so he must have been hurt. Shang Yingqiu sent his subordinates here today.

What I said yesterday seems to have gone too far.

It is also a common problem of young people to say something about forever, for a lifetime, and they are very certain inside and out, which is also a common problem of young people.

It's not that he has never heard of flattery before, no matter how disgusting and exaggerated, he can laugh it off, why is it so strict when it comes to Shang Yingqiu?

"Give the antidote, yes." Yu Yan interrupted the other party's chatter impatiently: "If you want to prepare the medicine, go now."

Of course, the transaction can be done. Anyway, in two days, the comatose person will wake up.

"........."

Fang Yuan originally thought that there was still some softness and hard work, after all, the devil is a hard bone that even the lord can hardly chew, who knew that the devil would start to give in to him with a few words, and he had self-knowledge! ?

He was a little worried, his eloquence is so good, will it appear that the boss is not good enough?

Just when Fang Yuan was wondering whether he would be too powerful to overwhelm the master, Yu Yan had already come out of the medicine hut.

He threw it over to wrap the pill, Fang Yuan caught it, sniffed it suspiciously, and almost fainted from the smell: "What is this made of, why is it so smelly!"

Yu Yan wiped the dregs of the medicine on his hand, pretending to be surprised: "It's a bitter medicine, it turns out that Fang Shaoxia is so young that he can't even take this bit of bitterness."

Sufficient amount of white clove, mochizuki sand, and wulingzhi are added to this pill to ensure that one pill will be filled with bad smell, and all diseases will disappear.

Fang Yuan glared at him a few times, endured the nausea, and chewed hard.

Although the medicine stinks strangely, the effect is still immediate.

Fang Yuan was busy distributing the medicine, if he was more careful, he would find that Yu Yan's complexion was not much better than that of a dead person.

There was no need for an antidote for the drug, he just took the opportunity to refine a few more Jietong pills.

The one I took just now is still boiling in the body, first splitting the tendons and then breaking the bones, like the hand of an ancient god, pinching here and there, and finally ravaging a barely human form.

Although his heart was beating very fast, under the watchful eyes of the sword-wielding disciples on both sides, Yu Yan just leaned lazily against the side of the house, not revealing anything strange.

Pain is like a fire, which can reduce people to ashes, or turn them into gold.

The medicine house is not far from the school, and at this time, it is almost the end of get out of class.

Yu Yan straightened his back slightly, and from a distance, he saw his master passing through the corridor, leading a row of little ones behind him.

For the first time in history, Mr. Hua did not go to the front. Today, he carried his cloth bag on his back and fell listlessly at the end of the line.

The child's head was hanging down, and his red and swollen eyes were staring at his feet. He was out of his mind, and he was not as energetic as usual.

Don't think about it, you all know why this kid is depressed.

The disciple was in trouble that day, after Yu Yan was sent back to the league, he excused himself to go to the toilet, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With Mr. Hua's personality of taking responsibility for his upper body, he will always blame himself for not being more careful and going with his classmates that day.

Yu Yan subconsciously wanted to go there, but he was surrounded by guards and couldn't move an inch.

He could only watch the child walk away with his master like a little prodigal dog, with decadent steps.

Back in the prison, there was a bunch of small things beside the bed for no reason.

"Ow?"

The little puppy raised in the yard came all the way to find the little master smelling, and somehow followed someone in, lying on the ground and wagging his tail at him.

Dogs distinguish people by smell, and they won't be unable to tell the difference just because the little master gets bigger.

"Come here and show me."

Mr. Hua's pitiful appearance just now made him love the house and crows, and he became more patient with this thing.

The puppy grows up and looks different every day. It is much prettier than when it was just picked up. It is chubby, fluffy, with a windy tail, and the two black eyes are bright and clear. There is no trace of abandonment in it. haze.

But there's something wrong with this dog, just very unrefined.

The pup finally found the little master, was patted down a few more times, and lay flat on the ground contentedly, but after a while, he might feel itchy on his body, scratched his head with his hind feet, and then began to stick out his tongue and start to lick Add to the abdomen.

Yu Yan: "..."

This puppy named General is a male.

It's too unsightly. Sure enough, in comparison, the cat knows more about etiquette, righteousness and shame, which is in line with his taste.

But if you have raised them, what can you do?

A son does not think his father ugly, and a master does not think a dog is stupid.

Yu Yan attributed everything to the mountain;彡；Xi will always unconsciously have a sense of responsibility for the people and things under her jurisdiction.

He scolded, and at first the puppy paused for a moment in a daze, looking at the little master who had grown bigger but still had the same breath.

——No matter, keep licking.

Yu Yan resisted temper education: "No more!"

The puppy baji baji, not afraid at all.

Yu Yan couldn't hold back this time, and patted it with his hands.

If you don't change after repeated admonitions, if you were like this when you were young, you will definitely be ashamed when you grow up.

"Ow!"

There were footsteps outside the door, Shang Yingqiu was late for something, as soon as he came in, he saw the master beating the dog.

As if seeing the dawn, the pup limped towards him pitifully with one leg limping towards him, as if begging for help.

Yu Yan: "...!!"

what happened?

He swore that he just slapped it, it didn't hurt or itch, why did he become limped in one fell swoop!

Shang Yingqiu was also surprised when he saw the situation of the big and the young, and hugged the pup in his arms: "Master, what's the matter?"

The puppy was paralyzed in the arms of its master, its short tail dangling weakly, and its howling was intermittent.

Looking at the blinking eyes of the gadget, Yu Yan's face turned pale, and half of his outstretched hand froze in the air.

Could it be that his hands are really strong?

But I didn't use my internal strength, or the bones of the little thing are very fragile, and it can't even withstand this kind of strength?

He was so anxious that he even forgot to say to himself: "What can I do to it? I just educate it! Take a look, is your leg broken?"

Shang Yingqiu put the puppy on his lap: "What are you teaching it?"

"It-it-" Yu Yan called it a few times, but couldn't express that movement, and held back for a long time: "Anyway, it's an indecent behavior, a misbehavior."

Dogs don't teach, it's the Lord's fault, what happened to him teaching a few times?

Shang Yingqiu seemed to sigh: "It's still young, so don't worry about it."

As soon as Yu Yan heard this, he was furious, what a small thing!

Can Xiaoneng be an excuse?

When you were "young", didn't you still force yourself to study early, and practice martial arts and calligraphy?

Shang Yingqiu sat down, lifted the pup's legs and checked it left and right, then took out a piece of jerky from the plate and threw it out.

An incredible scene appeared.

The pup's two ears, which had been lying limp, immediately stood up, and jumped off Shang Yingqiu's lap.

The hunting movement was smooth and nimble, and the hind legs that had just limped back were full of explosive power, unscathed, and extremely healthy.

"..." Yu Yan was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

Shang Yingqiu must have been cheated once before, this time it's no surprise that he was cheated out of experience.

His eyes shifted from the dog who was buried in eating to the face of the master, and suddenly softened a lot: "The general has learned this trick somewhere recently, pretending to be lame everywhere to cheat food and drink, you see It has gained a lot of weight recently."

"..."

"As expected of Mu Chun's dog, isn't he very smart?"

Yu Yan: "..."

What kind of cleverness is this? It is obviously cunning.

He has never raised such a dog who was cheated and abducted by any means for jerky.

Puppies who were discarded when they were young are naturally better at reading people's faces than ordinary dogs.Now that the big master is back, it doesn't dare to continue to use the old tricks to beg for food. After eating a few pieces of jerky, it continues to sleep comfortably on the side.

But after this incident, the atmosphere between the two was not as awkward as the previous two days.

"Have you been drinking? Those people, come to ask for someone again?"

No wonder Shang Yingqiu came late today. Although he changed clothes before coming, he still smelled of alcohol lingering on his body.

Outside the medicine hut, he heard from Fang Yuan that there were [-] or [-] sects whose martial arts treasures had been robbed by Bu Zhougong before. Hearing that he had been arrested, they all gathered and rushed over to put pressure on the Wulin League.

These things, and only Yu Yan knows where they are now.

Shang Yingqiu doesn't like socializing, let alone drinking.Yu Yan has been here for more than a month, and usually only sees him drinking tea, no matter what kind of tea, good or bad, he sees the young man holding a cup of bitter tea with both hands, his eyes no longer have the coldness of the past.

"Well, I drank some."

More than a little, his face is so red.

Yu Yan mentioned this half-truth, half-truthfully, because he still couldn't let go of his heart and couldn't get angry: "If you catch my son and put it in front of you, maybe I will tell you the whereabouts of the treasure house—everyone will go away." After so long, who is to blame for not being willing to issue a reward order?"

With a hot voice, Shang Yingqiu's voice is now a little hoarse and rougher than usual. He asked back: "Why do I want to issue a reward order?"

Childish, money makes ghosts grind, the price is high, and there are more people in the world to do errands for you.

Just as Yu Yan glanced at the corner of his mouth, he heard the young man add something.

"But you and Mu Chun are priceless in my heart."

No number can be used as a measure, unique, so priceless.

"The price tag is an insult, I can't do such a thing." The casual person, even if his inner strength is eighty percent drunk, looks serious: "Do you understand?"

Yu Yan: "..."

This time, Yu Yan was sure that this sentence was not flattery.

Shang Yingqiu's words were reproachful, his eyebrows were cold and hard, blaming him for not having such a philistine idea of ​​clearly marking the price.

After a while, the smell of alcohol was on the air, and the young man seemed so tired that he fell asleep with his head leaning on the back of the chair.

He breathed evenly, and his slender eyelashes were quietly closed, casting a light shadow under the envelope of candlelight on all sides of the room.

Yourself is priceless.

Yu Yan chewed these words slowly, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

The shackles made a sound as they moved, so softly, holding his breath, he leaned in slowly.

Then gently pinched the other's cheek.

I thought, it really is a little sycophant.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Leader: Did you hear me, I'm a little sycophant.

Everyone in the Wulin League: ... blind.