The beautiful teacher who was raised by mad apprentices

Ji Huan'an hasn't come out of his dream for a long time, the wind outside the house blows in, and the wind in late autumn still makes people feel a little cold.

Shen Zhiyu took off the cloak from the hanger and put it on for Ji Huan'an, fastened the belt, and tidied it up for him.

"Isn't the lady going to look for Bai Xiaosheng?"

Ji Huan'an looked up at Shen Zhiyu in confusion.

That's right, he still wants to find Bai Xiaosheng.

The steaming teacup that was still in his hand was put back on the table, Ji Huan'an stood up and tidied up his clothes.

I don't know why monks should not be sensitive to severe cold and heat, but Ji Huan'an feels extraordinarily cold recently.

"Can you help me find Mrs. Tang?" Ji Huan'an felt a little weak when he spoke.

Shen Zhiyu just thought it was because he had a fever and he hadn't healed yet, "The lady wait for me for a while"...

"it is good……"

Shen Zhiyu closed the window for Ji Huan'an before going out. The blue bird stood in the cage and looked at Ji Huan'an.

Ji Huanan swept up his cloak and sat down again, took out a white handkerchief from the medium space, covered his mouth and coughed.

"Cough-cough cough--"

He coughed out some fishy-sweet thing from his throat, but Ji Huan'an felt much more comfortable after it came out.

He loosened the handkerchief and saw that there was a little blood on the handkerchief.

Ji Huanan couldn't believe it.

How could he...how could he suddenly cough up blood.

Why doesn't he know that he is unwell...

When did it start...

The bloody white handkerchief embroidered with emerald bamboo was tightly held in his hand.

He seemed calm, but his eyes betrayed himself.

"Cough cough—cough cough cough—" Ji Huan'an covered his mouth and coughed violently, shrinking into a ball.

There was more blood on the handkerchief, and there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Ji Huan'an wiped the corners of his mouth, and hastily put the handkerchief back into his sleeve.

The door was pushed open by Shen Zhiyu, and Ji Huan'an felt like coughing again due to the wind blowing outside.

Ji Huan'an got up and took Mrs. Tang from Shen Zhiyu's hand, and walked out without even tidying up his clothes.

"Bring an umbrella!"

It was no longer raining outside, Shen Zhiyu didn't know what Ji Huanan was going to do with an umbrella.

But when Ji Huanan spoke up, Shen Zhiyu would follow suit.

Ji Huanan avoided Shen Zhiyu and coughed again. After Shen Zhiyu took the umbrella, he saw Ji Huanan waiting for him downstairs, so he hurried downstairs with the umbrella.

But Shen Zhiyu went to find Mrs. Tang's time, and Ji Huan'an seemed to be much colder towards him when he came back.

"Open the umbrella to block the wind..."

Shen Zhiyu opened the umbrella obediently, the wind outside was a bit strong, Ji Huan'an's throat became extremely itchy after a long time, and he wanted to cough it out urgently.

The hand covering Mrs. Tang couldn't help exerting force, her brows and eyes turned red, and there were tears in her eyes.

More and more tears were contained in the tear box, so that Ji Huan'an's vision gradually became blurred.

Ji Huanan reached out and snatched the oil-paper umbrella from Shen Zhiyu's hand, and endured with difficulty, "I suddenly want to eat chestnuts, go and buy me some..."

Shen Zhiyu, who had been snatched from the umbrella, was suddenly given an order by Ji Huanan before he could figure out the situation, but he just accepted it.

"I'll wait for you here, you go and come back quickly..."

Seeing Shen Zhiyu's delay in leaving, Ji Huan'an directly pushed him from behind.

But Ji Huan'an was already unwell, and now he has no strength at all, so it took a lot of effort to push Shen Zhiyu.

"Okay, I'll go now..."

Although the owner of the stall at the side was not there and no one was doing business, the tables and chairs were still there, so Shen Zhiyu took Ji Huan'an there and sat down before leaving.

Looking at the back of Shen Zhiyu going away, Ji Huan'an was a little hard to make a choice, he didn't know whether he should tell Shen Zhiyu or not.

He seems to be poisoned...

After Shen Zhiyu completely disappeared from Ji Huan'an's eyes, Ji Huan'an took out a handkerchief, curled it up and coughed.

"Cough-cough-cough-cough--"

People passing by looked at Ji Huan'an's appearance and hesitated, wondering if they should help him.

But in the end he made up his mind to walk away, and Ji Huan'an also noticed him.

In this world, everyone falls their own snow, and everyone has their own obscurity and brightness.

Besides, that person is a mortal, how can he help himself?At best, he would be taken to the clinic, but the clinic here was offended by him.

Ji Huan'an simply stopped looking at the pedestrians on the side of the road and buried his head directly.

Seeing that Ji Huan'an was coughing so badly, a man who looked like a quack with a medicine box on his back walked over and grabbed Ji Huan'an's wrist to feel his pulse.

Ji Huan'an was puzzled by this person, a stranger said he would give someone else's pulse if he wanted to.

But now he is so uncomfortable that he has no mood to care about other things.

The doctor raised his eyebrows, then opened the medicine box, found a small porcelain bottle from inside, and poured out a pill.

Ji Huan'an looked at the pill that was handed to him and didn't take it, but the doctor gave it to him directly.

"Take it quickly! You are deeply poisoned, this medicine can relieve it..."

Ji Huan'an hesitated for a long time before taking the medicine, and the doctor handed the water to Ji Huan'an.

After taking the medicine, he really felt much better, and the doctor tidied up the medicine box.

"Why are you helping me..."

"I'm a medical practitioner, and what I should do is to save patients..." But when he said this, he lowered his head and didn't look at Ji Huan'an, and Ji Huan'an couldn't see his eyes either.

"My name is Du Gong. What you have is ice muscle jade bone poison. This poison can only be planted through wounds. It is a favorite poison for assassination." Du Gong handed a small porcelain bottle to Ji Huanan, "You poison After being exposed to it for a while, the poison will cause nothing to do at most, but it will make the monks feel cold. In the end, the monks will freeze to death in their sleep, as if they are asleep..."

Ji Huanan took the porcelain vase and asked, "Is there a solution?"

"There is no solution, you can go to Bai Xiaosheng to find out. This medicine can only relieve temporarily..."

Du Gong packed up his things and left, and soon Shen Zhiyu came back with a large bag of chestnuts.

In the alley not far away.

Song Linjian "Can you give him the medicine?"

Du Gong: "Yes, but didn't you intend to kill him, sir? Why did you suddenly..."

Song Linjian looked at Du Gong's eyes, making Du Gong selectively shut up.

Shen Zhiyu held an umbrella in one hand and held chestnuts in the other. Ji Huan'an occasionally reached out to eat one or two, but he didn't like peeling chestnuts so he ate less.

After following the map for a while, he finally arrived at Bai Xiaosheng's home. Ji Huanan stopped in front of the door and originally planned to knock on the door.

But when Ji Huan'an approached the door, he heard the sound of fighting inside, and Ji Huan'an signaled Shen Zhiyu to break the door.

After receiving Ji Huan'an's message, Shen Zhiyu stepped forward and kicked the door open.

The person in white in the room was also kicked by two masked men and flew towards them. The man in white was lying on the ground with blood on his chest and mouth, looking at the two people opposite him.

The umbrella was thrown to the ground by Shen Zhiyu, and seeing that Bai Xiaosheng was dying, the two left quickly.

But Shen Zhiyu chased after them, chasing after them both.

Ji Huan'an helped Bai Xiaosheng up, and Bai Xiaosheng gushed out another mouthful of blood, and vomited directly on Shen Zhiyu.

"You...why did you come..." Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have expected that Ji Huan'an would come today.

"Everything today is within my expectations...They won't let me...say...I want to..." Bai Xiaosheng spoke intermittently, out of breath.

"Li... Liming...half a month ago...had...died...died...and..." Blood kept pouring out of Bai Xiaosheng's mouth.

"And...you...you..." Bai Xiaosheng closed his eyes before he finished speaking, just like Fu Rong, and the corpse disappeared before his eyes.

Bai Xiaosheng was obviously a mortal, yet he disappeared like a monk.

The two people on the other side have been taken down by Shen Zhiyu, and one of them's head was pressed to the ground by Shen Zhiyu.

"Please, please... let me go, I just use money to do things for others. Although Bai Xiaosheng is a mortal...but, if one dies, a new one will appear..."

Shen Zhiyu didn't want to ask Bai Xiaosheng anything, and that person also died under his hands.

Shen Yicheng has followed Song Linjian since he found him. He and Song Linjian have known each other for several years.

Back then Song Linjian suddenly appeared in the mountain behind Yaowang Valley, and was brought back by Shen Yicheng.

Shen Yicheng is a doctor, a god-like existence that all doctors worship.

In the first two years, Song Linjian used Shen Yicheng to study medicine in the Valley of Medicine Kings, but later Shen Yicheng discovered that Song Linjian always read the poison spectrum behind his back.

In the third year, Song Yicheng couldn't wait anymore and began to pester him to go out of the valley.

But after leaving the valley, Song Linjian seemed to be a different person. After he found out that he had contacts with the Palace of Seven Kills, Song Linjian told him not to meddle in his own business, and then he ran away from home, and then met Ji Huan'an.

Shen Yicheng has been persuading Song Linjian to turn around, until now.

In the room...

"Ah Jian, those people in the Palace of Seven Kills are not good people..."

Song Linjian directly threw Shen Yicheng away, and all the cups on the table fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Song Linjian's ears were already tingling with Shen Yicheng's words, "This is my business and has nothing to do with you"...

Song Linjian originally planned to leave, but was blocked by Shen Yicheng, "Ah Jian, turn around! Ji Huan'an is our friend..."

"Friends? I never needed friends..." Song Linjian in front of him made Shen Yicheng feel strange and scary, "If anyone dares to block my way, they will all die..."

Song Linjian wanted to push Shen Yicheng away, but Shen Yicheng grabbed him hard.

While the two were tugging, Song Linjian got angry and pulled out the saber from his waist.

With one knife, he stabbed directly into Shen Yicheng's abdomen, and the sword passed through Shen Yicheng's abdomen.

Shen Yicheng let go of his hand and looked at Song Linjian in disbelief. Song Linjian also panicked seeing the blood continuously flowing from Shen Yicheng's abdomen.

Song Linjian didn't intend to kill Shen Yicheng, even though he was annoying Shen Yicheng, he still loved him.

Shen Yicheng took a few steps back, "Ah Jian..."

Song Linjian looked at his hands, his heart ached a little, he couldn't breathe, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

Shen Yicheng stretched out his hand and called him, "Ah Jian...Ah Jian..."

After Song Linjian raised his head, his gaze became firm. He stepped forward and pulled out the sword.

Shen Yicheng's blood splashed on his face, and the sword was suddenly pulled out of Shen Yicheng's belly, causing him to feel a little unstable, and he took a few steps back without standing still and sat in those broken teacups.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die." Blood was still dripping from the sword, which was a birthday present from Shen Yicheng to Song Linjian.

Song Linjian's figure gradually became blurred in Shen Yicheng's eyes.

The door was opened, and the servants outside also saw Shen Yicheng lying in a pool of blood inside the room.

The servant did not scream out in panic, but lowered his head instead of looking inside.

After taking Song Linjian away, the servants cleaned up the house in a well-trained manner.

After Ji Huan'an learned of Li Ming's death, his whole body was taken aback.

He sat there slumped, Ji Huan'an was already like that when Shen Zhiyu came back.

Later Shen Zhiyu brought him back to the inn, no matter what Shen Zhiyu said, Ji Huanan ignored him.

Knowing that Shen Zhiyu made a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and when the bowl of Yangchun noodles was served in front of Ji Huan'an, he came back to his senses.

Seeing that Ji Huan'an's eyes were no longer dull, Shen Zhiyu felt relieved.

When he first heard the news, Ji Huan'an couldn't cry at all.

Until he tasted the bowl of Yangchun Noodles again, tears kept flowing into the bowl like a broken thread.

Shen Zhiyu also panicked, and comforted Ji Huanan while wiping away his tears.