I had a secondary illness

pat.

It was the sound of pebbles falling into the bowl.

Fang Xu leaned back a little when he felt something fall into the bowl, and the meatball soup in the bowl shook, but not much splashed out.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the mad man who killed the snake squatting on the tree branch behind the house. He smiled and looked at Fang Xu, holding a small stone in his hand and tossing it up and down.

Fang Xu looked at him, then at the bowl in his hand, and asked, "Drink?"

The madman chuckled, pointed at Fang Xu, then at himself, and said, "Uncle."

"Huh?" Fang Xu tilted his head to look at him: "Uncle?"

"Yeah." The crazy man jumped down from the tree, came over and reached out to touch Fang Xu's head, but was separated by Mr. Zhou's chopsticks, and stood in front of Fang Xu with a smile: "Uncle, I'm your uncle."

Fang Xu turned to look at Luo Xiao, saw that Luo Xiao also looked confused, then turned to look at Elder Zhou, and asked, "Master, should I know him?"

Elder Zhou bit his chopsticks and looked at the lunatic, shaking his head: "You have to ask yourself."

Luo Xiao handed Fang Xu another bowl of meatball soup, and another bowl to the lunatic, asking him to sit down: "Do you know Xu'er?"

The lunatic knocked on the bowl with his chopsticks, shook his head and said, "Of course I do, his father is the owner of Qi Yu's estate, he is the young master, and I am his uncle."

Do you really know each other?

Fang Xu scratched his head, completely unimpressed.

A pair of chopsticks stretched out in front of him, with a meatball sandwiched between them, the lunatic handed it to Fang Xu cheerfully: "Fang...eat...eat, meat."

Fang Xu looked at Wanzi, but didn't move.

With a snap, the lunatic saw that he was not moving, threw the bowl on the table in a temper, covered his face and began to cry: "You little heartless, little bastard, you don't recognize me, you don't even recognize me Yes, you don't even eat when I cook for you, you little heartless!"

When Fang Xu heard that he started to cry, he was startled. Elder Zhou patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the bowl, which meant—quickly comfort him, and cry!

Fang Xu blinked, took a bite out of a meatball, patted the lunatic on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, look at me, don't cry."

The lunatic looked at him through his fingers, stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "The longer the better, the better."

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed two sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and ran out, laughing as he ran.

Fang Xu puffed out his cheeks and chewed on the balls, looking at the madman's back in a daze.

I really know him?Is he really my uncle?Why don't you have the slightest impression?

Luo Xiao handed him soup and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Xu shook his head, took the soup and drank it with a spoon: "No, I was wondering if I really knew him."

"know?"

"I don't know." Fang Xu raised his eyelids to look at Luo Xiao, and said, "I'm sure I haven't seen him, but since his mind is abnormal, it's likely that he admitted his mistake."

Luo Xiao smiled, raised his hand to poke his puffed cheeks: "Well, eat well."

Fang Xu blinked at him, pointed to the meatballs in the bowl and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Luo Xiao nodded.

Fang Xu scooped one up and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering, "Just give me one, let Shiliu fill it for you."

Sixteen obediently filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Luo Xiao, then turned to Fang Xu and asked, "Young Master Fang, when you cook glutinous rice balls on the first day of the new year, do you eat sweet or salty ones?"

"Sweet." Fang Xu responded without hesitation, muttering: "How do you eat salty glutinous rice balls? It's really strange."

"Don't eat salty food?"

Luo Xiao heard it and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't eat it." Fang Xu glanced back at him: "Tangyuan must be sweet!"

"There is meat."

"Don't eat!"

Noisy and inexplicably fell into a state of feeding each other.

Elder Zhou pursed his mouth and knocked on the bowl: "Hey, restrain yourself a bit in front of the old man. The old man has a bad heart and can't stand stimulation. He wants to go back to the house to make love."

The two turned their heads and looked at Elder Zhou calmly, and continued to make noise.

Elder Zhou silently covered his heart—this little heartless person is really unfilial!Help Fang Xiaoxu turn his elbow outward!

In the next few days, Fang Xu spent a very lively year with everyone in Tianqiong Mountain. The atmosphere improved, and people's mood naturally improved a lot. As a result, Fang Xu had to hold the Rubbing the cheeks - Laughing too many times recently, my cheeks are sour...

Luo Xiao consciously sat cross-legged on the bed to help him rub, and fed a sour plum into his mouth. The sour plum was picked in April. There are many plum trees on the sunny side of Tianqiong Mountain. At that time, they picked a lot of unfinished plums, Sixteen and Seventeen made the unfinished plums into sour plums fermented with wine, and used a few prunes as snacks on weekdays, Luo Qingte liked it.

Fang Xu had a plum in his mouth, when Luo Xiao rubbed the left side, he pushed the plum to the right, rubbed the right to the left, Luo Xiao was happy, and rubbed both sides together, Fang Xu bit the plum on the tip of his tongue, his eyebrows and eyes straightened happy.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Mr. Zhou came in with his hands behind his back, his face gloomy, and he seemed not in a good mood: "Apprentice, Fang Xiaoxu, something is wrong with Luo Qing."

Fang Xu and Luo Xiao were taken aback for a moment, and once they got up and put on their coats, one of them grabbed Zhou Lao's arm and ran into Luo Qing's courtyard.

It must not be a small problem to come to them in the middle of the night.

Fang Xu's heart skipped a beat. Luo Qing had been ill twice in just a few days since she was injured last time, not to mention...

Oh, what are you thinking about!

Fang Xu raised his hand to pat himself on the forehead and shook his head.

When I arrived at Luo Qing's courtyard, I saw Su Yao sitting in the courtyard staring at the stone table in front of him, lost in thought.

"Su Yao." Luo Xiao yelled, Su Yao raised his head, his face was also not very good, pale and pale: "Are you here?"

"What's the matter?" Old Zhou's anxious beard trembled.

Su Yao grabbed them and pointed to the stool: "He's asleep, don't make noise."

"Luo Qing was injured by cold palms. In addition, he fell into the water in winter, and the cold air entered his body. These days, I have been giving him medicine to drive away the cold air. I thought it was almost the same. Who would have thought that there would be a wave of air following that?" The palm entered his veins and concealed in the eyes, part of the cold air was gathered in the eyes by that air, and the eyes were frozen."

Su Yao spoke very calmly, Luo Xiao held Fang Xu's hand tightly, and asked with a slight frown, "Can you still see it?"

"Yes." Su Yao nodded, "I changed the prescription and added acupuncture to relieve the cold air, but before that, Mr. Zhou, you have to help Luo Qing follow the meridians and draw out the air."

"It's easy." Zhou Lao nodded.

Su Yao looked at Fang Xu again: "But I always feel that the internal force is a bit familiar..."

Seeing him looking at himself, Fang Xu thought again, frowned slightly, "You mean cold internal force?"

"En." Su Yao nodded: "Your Lingshan School and Qiyu Villa are cold internal forces, right? Besides, there should be no one who trains cold internal forces except Luomen."

"That is to say, the person who injured Luo Qing may belong to my sect, or is it from the Luo sect?" Fang Xu asked.

Luo Xiao thought for a while with a sullen face, and said: "Not sure, I have already sent someone to find the person who hurt Qing, but there is no whereabouts so far, and Qing is also strangely unwilling to reveal the person's appearance, strange, unless It went up to the sky or into the earth, otherwise how could such a big person not find it..."

Su Yao scratched his face, thought for a long time, stretched out his hand and tugged at Fang Xu's sleeve, and said, "Fang Xu, I actually asked Luo Qing what he looked like before..."

Fang Xu, Luo Xiao and Zhou Lao all looked at him.

Su Yao scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, looked at this and that, and then said after a while: "Luo Qing said...that person looks very similar to you, if he didn't know that you were with Luo Xiao in Qihu Mountain, he would have thought It's you."

"Ah?" The three of them were taken aback and looked at each other—what's the matter?

Seeing the faces of the three, Su Yao stamped his feet, patted Fang Xu on the shoulder and said, "Fang Xu, have you ever thought that someone pretended to be the one you hurt?"

Fang Xu frowned and touched his chin: "I didn't offend anyone, did I?"

"Luomen counts as one." Luo Xiao said: "At the hero banquet in Zhaojiazhuang before, you shaved the heads of Luomen's disciples, and you refuted Wan Dianchen's face in front of many Jianghu people. You can understand that you are not pleasing to the eye, and then there is..."

Luo Xiao thought for a while, then asked Fang Xu: "Your Lingshan sect, Qiyu Manor, does anyone hate you?"

Fang Xu shook his head, Su Yao pursed his mouth: "Impossible, Fang Xu has lived in Qi Yu since he was a child, he has a sweet face and a sweet mouth, and there is no one who doesn't love him, how can he hate him?"

Fang Xu squinted his eyes and nodded: "I think my character is not bad."

Both Luo Xiao and Mr. Zhou looked at him. Indeed, Fang Xu is quite beautiful, but beautiful people are usually easy to be envied by others, and once a man is said to be beautiful, it is more or less derogatory, but Fang Xu is different. , at a glance, there are only two words - pleasing to the eye!

And it is the kind of beauty that the more pleasing to the eye, the more you like it.

Luo Xiao and Mr. Zhou also felt that it shouldn't be that Qi Yu's people are jealous of him, right?

But when it comes to hate, Fang Xu thinks of one person: Fang Yin.

He still remembered what Fang Yin said when he went to the roof to look for him, and that expression, no matter how you looked at it, it was hatred, and the hatred was inexplicable, and there was no reason for the hatred.

"Do you still remember the words Fang Yin left you when we left?" Su Yao asked suddenly.

Fang Xu nodded: "Thousands of people abandon, ten thousand people are punished."

Su Yao raised his chin slightly at Fang Xu: "Maybe I'm talking about you."

Mr. Zhou squinted his eyes and said nothing, just sat there stroking his beard by himself.

Just as he was thinking, two men in black hurried in and said as they ran, "Old man, boss, it's terrible, something serious happened."

"What's wrong?" All four turned to look at him.

These two people were Ah Jiu and Ah Shi, and Luo Xiao sent them to lead someone to find the person who injured Luo Qing.

Ah Jiu and Ah Shi ran over with strange expressions, and said: "A news came out today that Qi Yu Villa has changed hands, and the young master Qi Yu has taken over all matters of Qi Yu Villa, and all the martial arts schools are also ready to move. To hold a martial arts conference to choose a martial arts leader, no matter how you look at it, they are sent to Qi Yu and Lingshan behind it."

"Young Master Qi Yu?" Fang Xu and Su Yao blinked and looked at each other silently: "Fang Yin?"

The author has something to say: It is even later to rest the network cable today, sorry sorry~