late snow

Ji Huai's mood is a little delicate.

He stared at the monk for a while, and then he smiled unseriously, "Master, you monks are really compassionate."

The teasing words were said so casually by him, it was a little more romantic in the rain for no reason.

The monk just held an umbrella and said calmly: "The poor monk's name is Zhanhua."

Ji Huai smiled, "Master Zhan Hua."

He really felt that the monk was a bit interesting now.

The two of them walked together on the winding path with an oiled paper umbrella. Many petals and fallen leaves were dropped on the road. It didn't take long for the rain to become heavier and even their clothes were covered. Wet.

To be honest, two big men sharing an oil-paper umbrella is a bit cramped. Ji Huai caught a glimpse of Zhan Hua's wet shoulders from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't hold back and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhan Hua looked ahead, and said in a calm manner: "Young Master Ji Qi."

Ji Huai's smile couldn't help showing a hint of malice, "Why do you want to come here now that you know?"

Zhan Hua just said calmly: "You will get cold in the rain."

Ji Huai was a little annoyed, but somehow found it funny. He stared at the bald donkey for a while, but couldn't answer.

Ji Huai's yard is a bit far from here, and the two of them walked for a long time before arriving.

Standing under the eaves in front of the house, Ji Huai brushed off the water on his sleeves with his hand. His eyes fell on Zhan Hua's half-wet monk robe, and he asked, "Where does Master Zhan Hua live?"

Zhan Hua was staring at the rain curtain in a daze, and did not reply to his words.

Ji Huai only thought that he was pretending to be cold and mysterious like those eminent monks, and he was a little annoyed, but he couldn't help but said: "It's raining heavily now, if the mage doesn't mind, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?" Wait for the rain to calm down before leaving."

While he was talking, Zhan Hua turned his head and looked at him seriously. After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly and said, "That's why I'm bothering you."

Ji Huai: "..."

Conscience of heaven and earth, he really just wanted to be courteous out of courtesy!

This monk is so unconventional!

Ji Huai could only bring people into the house.

He asked Zhan Hua to sit down, then went to the bedroom to find a handkerchief, came out and handed it to Zhan Hua, showing a little embarrassment, and said: "Use this to wipe first, I didn't find the towel."

Zhan Hua glanced at the handkerchief, and reached out to take it.

Ji Huai doesn't like too many people in the yard, so there is no one else in his yard except for a woman who cooks and a boy who runs errands. The woman is not in good health, so she only delivers meals to Ji Huai regularly. Now Allen was dispatched by him again.

So he sat opposite Zhan Hua and poured a cup of tea for Zhan Hua himself.

Zhan Hua picked up the tea and took a sip, and then the two fell into an awkward silence.

Ji Huai can speak eloquently outside, and Gein can't think of anything except for the beautiful girl and the son who can make trouble with him.

The rain outside still didn't stop, Ji Huai thought that sitting like this was not an option, and was about to ask Zhan Hua if he wanted to play chess, when he heard Zhan Hua's cold voice in the room, "Master Ji, this jade pendant is your?"

Ji Huai looked at the very familiar jade pendant on the table, stretched out his hand to touch his waist, but found nothing there, and asked in puzzlement, "Why is this jade pendant with you?"

Zhan Hua said: "Master fell in the corridor last night."

Ji Huai froze for a moment, "Last night?"

He was so drunk in Fenghua Building last night that he didn't know how he got back, let alone where he met Zhan Hua.

But as he stared at Zhan Hua's face, a few blurred fragments flashed through his mind, and he froze in place.

last night.

Ji Huai almost fell to the ground and was supported by someone's arms. He raised his head, looked at the beauty in front of him by the moonlight, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and said with a smile, "When did Fenghua Building come?" ...is this stunning?"

Alian was so frightened that his courage was about to break, he hurried up and wanted to pull Ji Huai away, and at the same time apologized to Zhan Hua, "Master, my son is drunk and talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

Zhan Hua was very calm and calm, he only stretched out his hand to block Ji Huai's presumptuous hand.

However, Ji Huai refused to obey, grabbed his thin wrist with his backhand, was icy by the coldness of his skin, and said with a smile: "Why are you so cold?"

This is blatant teasing, if she is a girl from a good family, she will probably slap Ji Huai across the face.

A Lian kept complaining, but he didn't dare to force him to persuade him, so he had to coax Ji Huai to let him go. Ji Huai was very impatient and pushed A Lian back a long way.

Zhan Hua let him grab his wrist, stood there without moving a muscle, only lowered his eyes and said: "Young Master Ji is drunk."

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and leaned closer to him and said softly: "I'm not drunk, if you don't believe me, go back to the room with me—"

"Young master!" A Lian who ran over hurriedly covered his mouth with his tiptoes, almost crying, "Just calm down for a while!"

After another round of persuasion, Ji Huai loosened Master Zhanhua's wrist, and half-supported and half-dragged the ancestor back.

Zhan Hua stood in the corridor and looked at the back of Ji Huai leaving, but he couldn't see what kind of expression he was in the shadows.

Ji Huai seldom gets drunk, even if he is drunk on weekdays, he just sits on the sidelines and giggles honestly. Made a move that I would never do on weekdays——

For example, molesting a beauty.

Ji Huai has always felt that drunken flirting with girls is a very disrespectful thing. Although he is a dude, he does not let loose.

However, this time he went wild once, and the one who molested him was still a serious monk.

Zhan Hua looked at the stiff and shocked face of the person sitting opposite, and stretched out his hand to push the jade pendant in front of him.

Young master Ji Qi, who could vaguely recall some episodes, was completely disgraced, and wished he could go back and strangle himself, who was drunk and crazy, to death last night.

He opened his mouth and said in embarrassment, "I was drunk last night, so please forgive me, Master."

Zhan Hua looked indifferent, "No problem."

Ji Huaiqian laughed.

"It's just that drinking too much is bad for your health, Mr. Ji still has to drink with discretion." Zhan Hua said again.

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, seeing the monk's serious expression, feeling a little at a loss for some reason, he rubbed the rim of the teacup, and smiled coyly, "I'm not always drunk, but only once in a while."

As he spoke, his head hurt again, and he couldn't help frowning.

Seeing this, Zhan Hua said, "I know a little bit about medicine. If you don't mind, my lord, can you let me have a pulse?"

Ji Huai stretched out his hand, "Naturally."

Zhan Hua's hand was very cold, and his fingertips fell on Ji Huai's wrist, making Ji Huai almost withdraw his hand.

However, Zhan Hua's hand was very strong, and he pressed him firmly without letting him move.

Ji Huai: "..."

What is this inexplicable sense of danger and oppression?

Zhan Hua checked the pulse for a while, then withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "Qi deficiency enters the body, and the longitudinal tendons lose their nourishment."

Ji Huai: "Huh?"

Zhan Hua: "Kidney deficiency."

Ji Huai: "..."

The author has something to say:

Ji Huai (gritting teeth): This bald donkey is by no means a serious monk!

Zhan Hua (with a calm expression): You have kidney deficiency.

Ji Huai (angry): He knows shit medical skills!

Zhan Hua (continuing to look calm): You have kidney deficiency.

Ji Huai (angry): I ****!

At this time, Master Zhan Hua's personality is relatively stable