The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

The young man helped Zong Wu turn over and turned off the light again.

After all, he didn't leave the room, but he didn't dare to go to bed. On the one hand, he was out of consideration for his master, and on the other hand, he was afraid of crowding the children.

"Master, good night."

Qi Wushen made a trick, and covered the mosquito net that was put down, there was already a little light coming in from the outside, but with such a cover, the inside of the tent was completely plunged into darkness.

He moved a wicker chair and half-lyed on it, there was a rustling sound from the master, after a while, the noise subsided, only the sound of calm and steady breathing remained.

Qi Wushen also closed his eyes, his eyelids drooped, but the memories in his mind kept flowing and emerged one after another, especially Nan Tianzun's words were exceptionally clear.

——"You seem to be paying attention to the wrong point. The point is not what will happen after he gives up the ruthless way, but what will happen if he doesn't give up the ruthless way?"

The sigh that couldn't be softer was fleeting in the room, and the boy opened his eyes again, no sleepiness at all.

The master has a big belly, and the method of making a promise while taking advantage of his love will not work.

Shizun is a stubborn person, what else can I do to convince him?

Another moan passed through the silence, the boy turned over and lay on his side, and the rattan chair made a lot of noise.

He immediately relaxed his movements, but still felt that he was being watched by a line of sight.

"Master, did I disturb you?" The young man lowered his voice and asked uncertainly.

For a moment, there was no answer, he just thought it was an illusion, closed his eyes again, and made a random gesture, pressing it on his temple, forcing himself to fall asleep.

On the other side, in the darkness under the mosquito net, ripples appeared in Zong Wu's dark eyes.

For some reason, the boy's two sighs made it difficult for him to sleep.

-

Early the next morning, Qi Wushen woke up late.

The effect of the mantra made him dreamless all night. When he woke up, he was full of energy, and the few strands of sorrow in the middle of the night also flashed away.

He stretched himself, pulled himself together, and walked towards the bed again.

The sound of deep breathing came, and the boy stamped his feet in front of the bed.

Master's work and rest is the most regular and healthy, it is bright outside, and he is still asleep?

Qi Wushen lifted the mosquito net, and Zong Wu wore a white shirt, with his back to him hugging the quilt, his knees bent inwards, and his body curved inwards, like a sleeping cat.

He slept deeply, closed his eyes, opened the curtain, the mantra was absorbed by the damaged light, Zong Wu's eyelashes trembled slightly, showing signs of waking up.

The boy hurriedly performed another formula, blocking light and sound at the same time.

They get tired easily during pregnancy, and they have nothing important to do. It is also a good thing that Zong Wu can sleep for a while.

Qi Wushen covered the master with a quilt again, and after confirming that everything was correct, he strode towards the kitchen.

-

At the end of the day, I thought the kitchen would be empty, but when I arrived, I found that it was full.Several people from Ji Sheng's courtyard were there, as well as Xiao Zhu with his two children.

Before he walked in, he heard breathing again and again.

"Why are you so listless?" The young man leaned forward.

Those people turned their heads slowly, their eyes were dull and full of sleepiness, and there was a thin layer of dark circles under their eyelids. It looked like severe insomnia.

Qi Wushen wasn't sleepy at first, but the surrounding environment was such that he couldn't help but yawned.

Several people moaned and chirped for a while, and finally it was Xiao Zhu who spoke first.

"Xianjun and Xiaoxianjun sprained their feet when they were exercising yesterday, and were bitten by a snake in the grass. After tossing for a long time, they planned to go back to sleep, but it was dawn."

"..."

Qi Wushen was speechless for a moment, just about to lament why they suffered so many disasters, Ji Sheng, who was huddled on the stool in the corner, suddenly said, "Hey - is there any way to lose weight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyelids sickly, and looked at Qi Wushen listlessly.

He said again: "Brother, I must be stabbing your ribs here, right? Or you will stabbing me too? Quickly research if there is any method to lose weight without exercising, I am so tired. "

Qi Wushen: "..."

He just wanted to say "daydreaming", and immediately there were three pairs of hopeful eyes staring at him pitifully.

"That's right, we are getting fat because of work, right?"

"Yes, you have to be responsible to us."

"..."

The young man thought to himself: When he was eating, he didn't force his neck with a knife, so why are you forcing him into prostitution now?

Having said that, Qi Wushen still said: "How many days have you been exercising?"

The immortal method of becoming thinner is definitely not found, but he can still do it by re-planning and supervising.

Those people didn't speak, and raised four fingers in a "swish".

Qi Wushen looked at it for a long time, and finally helped his forehead, and said speechlessly: "Today is the first day of dare to love."

——The four fingers raised are not four for each person, but four in total.

Several people nodded like chicken pecking rice.

Rong Rong, who had turned into her original form, cast a contemptuous expression beside her.

Qi Wushen: "..."

Originally, he thought that formulating and supervising should be an extremely simple process, but now judging from how quickly these four people gave up-it's no use.

The young man drew out the folding fan at his waist and lightly tapped between his eyebrows, with a very confused expression on his face, he said again: "I seem to be the one who eats and waits to die... why are you all alone..."

He sighed helplessly, pretending to be deep and said: "Okay, it's not impossible to help you, but you also have to do me a favor?"

"What?" Four pairs of eyes moved closer again.

Qi Wushen slammed the folding fan, the wind blew away the bangs of several people, and also separated the people who were getting closer.

Several people straightened their waists and straightened their broken hair. At this moment, the young man spoke leisurely.

"The thing to do is very simple, that is...help me think about whether there is a way to make Master give up the ruthless way."

-

Several people gathered around the stove, gesticulating and scribbling. On the desk, the young man dipped his fingers in water and concisely wrote down all possible plans.

With the use of spiritual power, the water mark will not disappear for the time being, Qi Wushen folded his arms and looked down condescendingly, his brows furrowed closer the more he looked.

He pointed to the densely packed small characters, and said with great uncertainty: "Do you think these are reliable?"

Xiaozhu did not participate in the discussion, and took the two children to play elsewhere. At this time, only four of them were present.

The three Ji family members shrugged: "What else? We can only think of so much."

"That's right, you try it first, and then talk about it if it doesn't work."

Qi Wushen: "..."

The attitude of these three people is very obvious, that is, they are bad.That means, I have a solution, and it has nothing to do with me whether it works or not.

Qi Wushen silently crossed out unreliable options such as "understand with emotion, move with reason", "force blood oath", "feed drug to forcibly abolish Dao".

For a moment, his eyes stayed on the only one left in the middle of the small characters.

"Who wrote this?"

No one answered.

The young man raised his head and looked at each of them, shaking his head.

Ji Sheng suddenly thought of something: "Xiaozhu seems to have written a note before he left just now, maybe it was him..."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The young man made a gesture of "receive", and the three of them immediately fell silent. He quickly poured a bowl of water and erased the small characters on the desk, but because the water was poured too much, the entire desk was covered.

The sound of the water ticking down, Qi Wushen looked at the faces of several people, and they were all in a state of shock as they talked about the emperor behind their backs.

He frowned slightly, and patted Ji Sheng's shoulder to signal not to go out. Then he grabbed the summer cold dish that he had made during the discussion just now, put it on a food plate, and strode out the door.

"Master."

There was a bit of surprise in Qi Wushen's eyes, but the expression of surprise was too artificial, Zong Wu could tell something was wrong at a glance, but he didn't expose it.

"I just finished cooking, and the kitchen is full of oily smoke. Let's go back to the room to eat?"

Zong Wu didn't answer, and glanced suspiciously into the kitchen, his stomach grunted inappropriately.

"Okay." He nodded.

The boy immediately pulled out a bright smile, took Zong Wu's arm affectionately, and said stickyly: "Then let's go, Master, let the three of us eat together when we go back."

"..."

On the other side, the three people in the kitchen poked their heads out.

Ji Sheng looked at the backs of the two leaving, and asked the people around him: "What did you two see clearly on Xiaozhu's note?"

One of them shook his head, and the other stroked his chin.

"The writing is to let the gentleman experience what it's like to be a little fairy. But what does it have to do with giving up the ruthless way?" The other two shook their heads.

-

The hawthorn cold cake is ice-cold, the five-flavored sweet porridge nourishes the lungs and promotes body fluids, the stir-fried seasonal vegetables are crisp and delicious, and the eight rough beef is delicious and juicy.

Although the dishes are prepared casually during the discussion, this table is light and not greasy, suitable for summer food, and pays great attention to nutrition.

When the boy was cooking, he didn't think about it at all. During this period of time, taking care of the master's diet and serving dishes became a subconscious habit.

"Master, you can't eat too much of this."

The bowl of hawthorn jelly cake was made of brown sugar and a little chopped plum was added. It was sweet and sour, especially in line with Zong Wu's recent taste, but as soon as he scooped two or three spoonfuls, Qi Wushen took it away and put it on a table near him. side.

The boy said seriously: "Pregnant people can't eat more hawthorn, it's bad for children."

"..."

The little apprentice had a serious and serious expression, as if he was educating people. Zong Wu rarely saw him like this, so he didn't say a word for a while.

Qi Wushen said again "sincerely and earnestly": "There are many things to pay attention to during pregnancy, Master, pay more attention to your body. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me in time, apprentice..."

"Bring me some of your books." Zong Wu sipped his porridge with his head down, and suddenly said this, which made the boy a little confused.

"What book are you talking about?"

Zong Wu raised his head, pursed his lips, looked down, and spoke slowly.

"The ones that talk about having babies and parenting."

He had noticed that the little apprentice was reading this kind of books before, and he had flipped through a few of them casually, but later he lost interest, so he didn't read them again.

Recently, the fetus in his womb is getting bigger and bigger. Somehow, he also feels that he has some inseparable connection with that unborn life, and he instinctively wants to take better care of that child.

Hearing that Zong Wu wanted to read a book on his own initiative, the young man grinned, got up and went to the corner to flip through the book, and said, "Master, please eat first, and I will pick some good ones for you."

Zong Wu looked at the boy in the corner, and wanted to ask him to eat first, but thinking of the boy's slow movement of chopsticks just now, he guessed that he had eaten before, so he didn't bother, and concentrated on eating with his head down.

Zong Wu ate very slowly, but it happened that the young man turned the pages of the book even more slowly, and the sound of paper rubbing became slower and slower, and finally stopped.Zong Wu looked suspiciously into the corner, and found that the boy flipping through the book was squatting there motionless.

"Are you ready?" Zong Wu put down his chopsticks and looked at the little apprentice.

As if waking up from a dream, Qi Wushen tidied up the books on one side, hurriedly piled them into a pile, and put them in a clean corner of the table.

"So many?" Zong Wu's gaze was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, it's a little bit. Master can take a look at it slowly. Anyway... there are still a few months."

Zong Wu: "..."

He didn't speak, and continued to pick up vegetables. The little apprentice sat here dumbly, still looking out of his mind.

"What are you thinking?"

"Master, are you sure you don't give up on cultivating the ruthless way?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

The question was answered as soon as it was uttered, and Zong Wu lowered his eyes slightly.

After a while, he said softly, "Yes."

"That's it." The young man felt lost.

Seeing his disappointed look, Zong Wu was thinking about what he could say to relieve him, but suddenly Qi Wushen got up and walked away, standing upright, and said with a serious expression: "Since Master has made up his mind, please, immediately, go away." Come here and give me a kiss."

Zong Wu: "?"

Is there any relationship between him cultivating the ruthless way and his little apprentice? !