Strange Tales: The Yin-Yang Celestial Master

As soon as Butler Qi left, a few heads popped out from the ceiling and floated down to surround Qi Buyang's bed. They turned out to be the four little ghosts under him.

"Yangyang, are you better?" Little Lingdang approached Qi Buyang worriedly. His bare head was burnt to black charcoal because of the fatal fire. Except for the mouth, only two round faces could be seen. The eyeballs stared so wide that they almost touched Qi Buyang's face.

Qi Buyang was so frightened that he gasped and reminded him weakly: "I'm fine, you... are too close..."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Little Bell stuck out her tongue and quickly retracted her head.

On the other side, the female fireworks ghost is also very worried. Su Wan is not here, so she should protect him instead of Qi Buyang's mother and keep him healthy, but why did he suddenly get sick?She tried to feel the temperature on Qi Buyang's face with her cold palm, but it didn't work, so she could only stand aside with a frown.

The alcoholic uncle is coming up with bad ideas, "Do you want to drink a little wine, you will be warmed up in no time, it is more effective than fairy medicine~"

"Shut up!" The firework female ghost rolled her eyes at him fiercely, and suddenly found that the thief ghost was covering Qi Buyang's forehead with her two hands, and asked quickly: "What are you going to do?"

"Cool him down. People with a fever use ice packs to cool down. I think our temperature is much more effective than ice packs." The thief was proud of being able to use it, and he answered, turning his hands over , It was like treating Qi Buyang's feverish head as a stove.

"Will it freeze?" Little Bell also came over curiously to join in the fun.

The drunkard waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, fight poison with fire."

"Don't mess around!" The female ghosts were so angry that they slapped each other a lesson.

Seeing them making noise around him, Qi Buyang also laughed, and suddenly felt less uncomfortable.

"Why are you here? Who told you to come out?"

"It's that Luo Lang!" Little Bell replied.

"Mr. Luo?" Qi Buyang remembered what happened before he fainted, and touched his bosom subconsciously. The breast shield was still there, so he couldn't help reassuring himself, but Luo Lang was nowhere to be seen, "Where did he go? "

"Who knows." The little ghosts didn't care about Luo Lang's affairs. They surrounded Qi Buyang's bed one by one, asking him in one go: "Will your illness recover?", "Is it serious?", "When will it be better?"

Qi Buyang laughed, and comforted him: "Of course it will be fine, it's just a common cold."

"Then you must get well soon, we have nothing to do when you are sick, it's so boring!"

"Well, it will be fine soon." Qi Buyang seriously assured, apologizing to them in his heart with some guilt: I'm sorry, I made you worry, and also made Uncle Qi worry.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that his previous confusion and uneasiness had no meaning at all.The previous nervousness came from the deadline of 17 years. He always felt that three months were fleeting, and he had no time to waste, so he desperately wanted to do something to make up for the regret of his short life. If you can't do it, you will be exhausted.

In fact, because the rest of life is very short, instead of thinking wildly, it is better to spend these three months well, just like the previous 16 years, go on at the same pace as before, don't let anyone worry about yourself, This is what he should do.

After figuring this out, it was like a heavy burden had been lifted, and my heart felt much lighter.Gradually, drowsiness hit him, and he closed his eyes drowsily again, and the voices of a few little ghosts were still ringing in his ears, and he was in a half-dream and half-awake state like this. He dreamed of the familiar courtyard again——

The big locust tree that blocks the sky and the familiar small pavilion under the shade.

Now he can be sure that he must have been to this place when he was a child and saw something here, but only once.After that time, he never went to this small courtyard again. No matter how many times he explored, no matter how he walked, he just couldn't find that place.

I don't know how long he slept, but when he opened his eyes again, the room was dark and it was already late at night.I couldn't hear the little ghost's voice in the surrounding area, so I thought they probably went back.

The door was open a crack, and some light came in from the outside. Qi Buyang sat up with his body propped up, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and suddenly found a person standing in the light, and suddenly raised his heart, and asked vigilantly :"who is it?"

The other party didn't answer, and after a moment of silence, the door was slowly pushed open, and the figure of the man became clearer - broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and slender, with a bunch of long hair hanging on his shoulders.He took a step further, disappeared into the darkness of the room, and slowly uttered two words in a low voice: "Guess."

"..." Qi Buyang covered his face, "Mr. Luo, why are you here..."

"Of course I came to visit you." Luo Lang didn't feel embarrassed by his previous behavior at all, he went straight to the bed and threw him something.

Qi Buyang didn't dare to take it, let the thing fall on the quilt, quickly reached out and pressed the bedside lamp, and looked again, it turned out to be a human-shaped thing covered with roots.

"This, what is this?"

"Ginseng." Looking at Qi Buyang's sickly look, Luo Lang frowned and complained, "You humans are troublesome, you get sick so easily, so I found you the thousand-year-old wild ginseng that can cure all diseases."

"...I just have a cold, so I don't need to use ginseng."

"Whatever it is, anyway, this thing can cure all diseases, you eat it quickly, and your illness will be cured after eating it."

"Wait," Qi Buyang suddenly felt something was wrong, "Where did you find this thing?"

Luo Lang said calmly, "Your grandfather's warehouse."

"..." Qi Buyang almost choked to death, "Mr. Luo, how could you steal from grandpa!"

"I'm treating his grandson's illness. It's not stealing, it's taking."

"But I really don't need ginseng."

"Then do you want to take the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill?"

"!!! How many things did you steal from my grandpa!"

Luo Lang spread his hands, "Only these two things."

Qi Buyang sighed, "I'm almost healed, you should put these things back as they are, otherwise grandpa will be angry."

"Almost healed?" Luo Lang carefully looked around him with his eyes, as if to make sure that he was really healed, and found that he could already sit up, so he thought for a while and said happily: " Now that the illness is cured, come and play cards with me. Just play the kind that Tinker Bell taught me today." Luo Lang said, and really took out a deck of cards from his body.

"...I, I want to sleep." Qi Buyang said helplessly.

Luo Lang glanced back and forth between Poker and Qi Buyang's faces several times before he finally decided to let him go, and put the cards back with some regret, "Then you go to sleep." After speaking, he turned off the light and sat down naturally. on the edge of the bed.

Qi Buyang waited for a while, seeing that he was not moving, so he gently reminded: "Mr. Luo, I'm going to sleep."

"You already said it."

"But, you..."

"I want to watch you here, and if you get sick in the middle of the night, I will feed you ginseng."

"..."

Qi Buyang lay down silently clutching the corner of the quilt, and Luo Lang's outline could still be vaguely seen in the darkness.He touched the jade pendant around his neck, and the warm and cool feeling reminded him of his childhood memories, and he couldn't help telling the other party: "Mr. Luo, I remembered, this piece of dragon jade was given to me by you. "

In the darkness, Luo Lang snorted twice, sounding a little complacent.

Qi Buyang asked again: "Why did you give me this?"

Luo Lang was silent, just when Qi Buyang thought he would not answer, he suddenly asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know." He answered honestly.

"This dragon jade is a magic weapon for suppressing souls, and it is suitable for you to use."

In just a few words, Luo Lang didn't say much, even briefly, but Qi Buyang still understood.Grandpa said that Luo Lang came back when he was six years old. At that time, the two souls in his body were fused. I don't know what Luo Lang did. Since then, his body has improved, and there has never been an incompatibility of souls. Case.It turned out that it was thanks to the soul-suppressing magic weapon, no wonder Luo Lang told him not to take off the dragon jade no matter what the circumstances were.

Mentioning this, Qi Buyang couldn't help thinking about the relationship between Luo Lang and himself. This question was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.If you want to talk about why you care so much, maybe it's because Luo Lang is the second person he regards as a friend after Qi Mu, and their relationship is even a little closer than Qi Mu. The word "friend" is even more precious to Qi Buyang, who was lonely since he was a child. Even now that he knows the truth, he still regards Luo Lang as a friend in his heart, but he doesn't know if Luo Lang thinks the same way.

"Mr. Luo..." Although he was very embarrassed, he still wanted to fight for the friendship he had finally established, "You...you...do you consider me a friend?" He stammered and asked.

"Friend?" Luo Lang seemed to sneer when he heard this word, "I don't need that kind of thing."

Qi Buyang's heart sank a little bit.

"But you are different." Luo Lang leaned over, looking like a mass of pressed black shadows, only those dark eyes were shining in the darkness.He could see the doubt and sadness in Qi Buyang's eyes, and when he thought of how he deliberately avoided him these days, he felt very uncomfortable, so he whispered in Qi Buyang's ear and told him word by word: "Your life is my life." Half of the original soul was exchanged, so you are mine."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly understood.That's right, Qi Buyang is his thing, he wants him to call his name with his eyes wide open like before, deliberately sternly ignore people when he is angry, smile at him when he is happy, and share his little secret with him , instead of lying in bed listless like now.

Although Qi Buyang couldn't see Luo Lang's face clearly, he could already guess what kind of expression he was speaking from his arrogant tone.That sentence was really arrogant and domineering, but he didn't get angry after listening to it, instead he felt a wonderful sense of belonging. Perhaps, this is the relationship between him and Luo Lang. Even if they are not friends, they are more important than friends close.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo."

Hearing this sentence, Luo Lang was stunned. He originally thought that Qi Buyang would be angry, and he was even ready to molested him when he got angry, but he didn't expect him to laugh and thank him.Luo Lang straightened up after recovering and found that the person on the bed had fallen asleep. He originally thought that human beings were simple and stupid, but now he couldn't understand Qi Buyang's thinking more and more.

Did you get sick and burn your brain?He picked up the ginseng tree and thought about it.