Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

"That's enough." Shuang Jiangnian's voice woke him up from his stupefaction, "You've already 'adapted' my remaining tobacco. The medicine is called 'Jia Yi', and the raw material is very precious."

"...Oh oh." Yan Hualan blinked, and handed him back the jade cigarette stick.

While handing over the cigarette rods, he held on to the jade cigarette rod again, wondering what he was thinking in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Shuang Jiangnian laughed at him, "Is it stupid to try medicine?"

Yan Hualan let go of her hand.

Shuang Jiangnian always felt that he had something to say.

After deliberating for a while, Yan Hualan sat upright and said seriously: "I want to study medicine with you."

Shuang Jiangnian raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

Before he had time to ask why, Yan Hualan recited the prepared manuscript with a sullen face.

"Because I want to become perfect! I used to only kill people, but after studying medicine, I can advance, attack, retreat and defend like you."

Immediately afterwards, the boy blushed again, and quickly added in a low voice:

"It's not to treat you."

The jade cigarette rod in Shuang Jiangnian's hand fell to the side of the rattan chair with a "clack".

...Silly boy, your real purpose has already been revealed.

In the strange silence, Yan Hualan also realized that his words seemed to reveal something.

His expression gradually changed from embarrassment to fierceness, and his face was full of sternness and inwardness of "if you dare to pierce me, I will eat you in advance".

Shuang Jiangnian suppressed a smile, coughed lightly, and accepted Yan Hualan's request.

"I am proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion. If you are interested, listen to it."

In the early morning of the next day, Shuang Jiangnian called out the nine thorns, and nine cold silver needles hung in the sky.

"But why am I lying here?" Yan Hualan asked aggrievedly.

The boy was lying on the rattan chair with his upper body bare, and when he thought of the experience of being detoxified before, he felt a pain in his heart.

Shuang Jiangnian smiled: "If you experience it yourself, the memory will be deeper."

He began to explain in detail the theory of human meridians and acupoints of acupuncture and moxibustion.

Following his gentle voice, one by one silver needles pricked Yan Hualan's back overflowing with black devilish poison. Every time he pricked, the young man was so painful that he flicked.

Yan Hualan was so painful that he doubted life, but he felt comforted when he heard Shuang Jiangnian talk about those complicated theoretical and practical knowledge.

He said sweetly: "It turns out that every time you give me the needle, you put so much thought into it."

"You said exorcism? Oh, you misunderstood." Shuang Jiangnian said, "This is a simple game of whack-a-mole."

Yan Hualan: "?"

Shuang Jiangnian raised the needle and said, "The 'nine thorns' can kill and heal, and it is the power of 'killing' that is used to drive away the devil's poison. Wherever the devil's poison overflows from your body, I will let the nine thorns sting hard. A stab cannot make two stabs until the demonic poison is completely killed."

He smiled and said, "Isn't this whack-a-mole or something?"

Yan Hualan: "..."

"Come here first today. Does it hurt?" Shuang Jiangnian withdrew the nine thorns, "It's okay, we will continue tomorrow."

He left in a happy mood, leaving behind a poor demon with a broken heart.

Although the bamboo building is small, it has all internal organs.

When the bamboo building was built, Shuang Jiangnian opened an alchemy room on the first floor.

He was not in a hurry to make alchemy before, so the alchemy room was always vacant.But now Dan furnace, Dan tripod, pomegranate jar, silk sieve... everything is available.

He was sorting hundreds of kinds of medicinal materials into the Haina box, and he also cooked a medicinal porridge for Yan Hualan to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence.

[Seeing that the host is in a good mood, then I can rest assured. ]

Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes: "It's more than good. Now I'm really looking forward to what kind of expression Meng Kezhi will show when he sees me alive."

[……surprise?regret? ]

Shuang Jiangnian smiled slightly.

"It's not easy for him to ascend to the stage of transforming gods. If he sees me, he will be so scared that he will fall back to the Nascent Soul."

His voice is gentle, but there is a deep chill hidden in it.

"Dropping Nascent Soul is not enough."

"Cultivation, reputation, status...all the things he cheated, I will crush them one by one in front of him....Cough! Cough..."

Hearing the violent muffled cough, the system felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help shivering.

Shuang Jiangnian put down the long sleeves that covered her mouth, her face was pale, only her lips were blood red, bent in a happy arc.

"I can't wait to see him smashed to pieces."

Now he just wants to leave this secret place quickly - even if he pays the price.

The figure of the fish swimming in the glazed basin flashed in his mind.

...just use it.

Shuang Jiangnian thinks.

In the bamboo building, Yan Hualan's residence.

"The memory of the snake-faced man's soul tells me that as long as the black dragon's demon pill hidden under the reverse scale is destroyed, the black dragon will die." Shuang Jiangnian said, "As you said, the seal of the secret realm is maintained by the black dragon. If you die, the secret realm will be broken by itself."

Yan Hualan asked: "Ni Lin, is that the hardest scale on its body?"

Shuang Jiangnian nodded.

"I can't hurt its reverse scale now, and I still need to improve my cultivation." Yan Hualan was distressed, "It's a pity that the remaining monks on the island are hiding, and it will take a lot of work to catch them and eat them."

"Stop eating people." Shuang Jiangnian said bluntly.

Before, he didn't want to get into trouble and was too lazy to care about Yan Hualan, but now it's different.

Yan Hualan wanted to save him when he was dying, so in return, he also wanted to treat Yan Hualan well.

He lightly tapped the acupoints on the young man's chest: "Do you feel discomfort at the Dantian and Tanzhong acupoints every time you exercise, and the aura is stagnant, affecting your actions?"

Yan Hualan twitched his toes as the finger felt vaguely tactile: "Yes."

"That's because you cannibalize too many people and can't digest alien aura." Shuang Jiangnian said, "You said that you can only do that in order to survive-but now you have me."

His eyes were light but firm.

"You don't need to eat people anymore, I can also help you kill the black dragon and leave here."

Being stared at by those eyes, Yan Hualan's heart skipped a beat.

Without a good-looking skin, why would he be moved by a look?

Shuang Jiangnian said to himself: "Based on your cultivation in the early stage of Yuanying, if you fully exert your strength, it is enough to contain the black dragon—but you cannot fully exert it."

He analyzed a little bit:

"First, you are afraid of large areas of water, and black flood dragons only appear in the sea."

"Secondly, your aura is too complicated. If you haven't purified it for your own use, naturally you can't control it."

Yan Hualan stared blankly, only looking at him.

"The fear of water can only be overcome by yourself, but for the purification of spiritual energy and the consolidation of cultivation, I will do my best to assist you with medicine."

Shuang Jiangnian brought him the milky white medicinal food: "Drink this."

...My brother really cares about me.

Yan Hualan drank the medicinal food out of his body, without even tasting the taste.

Shuang Jiangnian saw the young man "Gudu Gudu" drinking happily, and suddenly smiled: "Don't you like it? You were so disgusted before."

Yan Hualan looked at him and said blankly, "Well, I really like it."

I like...not just the face.

and many more.

Yan Hualan was suddenly puzzled.

It was the first time for him to taste Brother A Nian's craft, where did he "dislike it so much before"?

Yan Hualan stopped, looked at the milky white porridge, and then at the frosty Nian with a hint of narrowness hidden in his eyes, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"If you change their appearance, you won't recognize them?" Shuang Jiangnian leaned against the bamboo frame and said slowly, "Isn't this the kissing Tianshan snow silkworm you detested in every possible way?"

Thinking of the wriggling long animal, Yan Hua's face turned green.

Before he made the movement to vomit, Shuang Jiangnian used the needle to pierce the wounds back.

"Good things, don't waste them. Drink them all and don't leave a drop."

Yan Hualan: "..."

Yan Hualan looked at the less than half of the milky white paste left, rolled his eyes, and began to pretend to be dizzy.

On weekdays, he pretended to be dead, but Shuang Jiangnian would be sneering and sarcastic, forcing him to wake up.This time he waited for a long time, but did not hear anything.

Yan Hualan narrowed his eyes uneasily and took a peek.

In the sun, Frost Jiangnian raised his cloud sleeves, revealing a section of transparent white forearm, dipped a Langhao pen in ink on the inkstone, and walked towards him.

The tip of the pen landed on his face.

Yan Hualan held his breath: "?"

There was a soft touch on the cheek, and the bristle tip of the ink pen drew a wet circle on his face, and drew a few crosses.

After drawing a little bastard, Shuang Jiangnian put away the brush and watched her result with satisfaction.

There is a little bastard on the boy's face with a little baby fat, which is funny and cute no matter how you look at it.

[Host, I'm beginning to suspect your motives for bullying Xiao Hualan. ]

"Ok?"

The system saw Shuang Jiangnian's eyebrows raised unconsciously: [Is the host trying to reduce the favorability, or is it just for fun? ]

"The two don't conflict."

[In the beginning, the host was still doing business, but now, I think the host is already enjoying it. ]

Hearing this, Shuang Jiangnian suppressed the smile in her eyes.

He remembered his original intention of reducing the degree of favorability, and clicked on the panel, but he did not see the prompt to reduce the degree of favorability.

Shuangjiang year:?

This little chick has changed sex?

How could she be willing to accept being bullied by him?

He was dazed for a moment, but was thrown down by Yan Hualan who was pretending to be unconscious, and the brush was taken away in a whirl.

The body fell on the bamboo couch, but it didn't hurt.

Yan Hualan was riding on his waist, grabbing a pen, fiercely...writing and drawing on his mask.

Shuang Jiangnian stretched out his hand to snatch the brush, but Yan Hualan imprisoned his two wrists with one hand and pressed it above his head.

This action is somewhat intriguing.

The fish in the glazed basin was frightened, flicked its tail "swish", and picked up a string of water droplets.

However, before the atmosphere became ambiguous, Yan Hualan yelled loudly:

"I'm going to draw!"

"You are only allowed to paint me, but I am not allowed to paint you, it's so unfair!"

"If you want to be ugly, let's be ugly together!"

Shuang Jiangnian was funny and stopped struggling.

Yan Hualan was satisfied.

He didn't know how to grab a pen, so he drew the pattern he wanted with extreme care.

The tip of the pen brushed across the mask, and he suddenly realized that...he hadn't cared so much about whether Shuang Jiangnian's real face was beautiful or not.

Even with the wooden face in front of him without any facial features, he could still look very happy.

After finishing the painting, they took a look in the water mirror together.

One bastard, two salted fish.

Ugly and cute, it's not bad.

[The relationship between father and son has deteriorated. ] The system is fanning the flames.

"It's a parent-child activity."

Shuang Jiangnian replied in his heart, rubbed the boy's head, and forced him to finish the medicinal diet and go to make medicine.

The medicine for relieving his heart disease and cough is called "Jiaye", and it is best to grind it into powder and inhale it into the lungs.He entrusted the acquaintances of the Medicine Sect to bring the raw materials to the mortal world, and then he prepared them himself.

Shuang Jiangnian mixed several kinds of precious spiritual herbs and hundreds of auxiliary ingredients to make a small bottle.

He poured a little into the end of the rod, lit it, and tested the effect and taste.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his lips touched the cigarette holder, a system notification sounded in his ears unexpectedly:

[The achievement 'First Kiss·Superflying Water' has been completed and [-] achievement points have been obtained. ]

Shuang Jiangnian: ...?

Unexpected joy.

But how is this judged?He never touched Yan Hualan.

[Comment: Yan Hualan has already touched the cigarette holder, if you touch the cigarette holder again, it will be rounded up as 'first kiss'. ]

[Note: Whether all tasks are completed or not depends on Yan Hualan's understanding and judgment. ]

[That is to say, in Yan Hualan's heart, you have already kissed each other now. ] The system said meaningfully, [Father-son relationship, so sticky father-son relationship. ]

Shuang Jiangnian was silent, but when she looked back, she saw Yan Hualan's head sneaking out of the window.

As soon as he found out, the young man seemed to be sprayed with a little boiled steam on his head, and then "sneaked", and ran away like a rabbit.

Shuang Jiangnian: "..."

Seriously, Yan Hualan.

Your first kiss was so cheap.