Everyone owes me a favor

As if trembling, a certain possibility flashed through his mind.

Just that flash broke his heart.

His first reaction was to deny: "The Saha sword technique was created by the poor monk himself."

This was not a lie, but Ruyi did not speak frankly.

On the journey of swordsmanship, his adoptive father took him on the journey. It would be a lie to say that the sapo swordsmanship was not influenced by his adoptive father at all.

Yan Wufu didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and said: "That's why the old man is talking too much. Layman, don't blame it. Although the Guixu sword technique has not been seen in the world for ten years, some people have seen it. The Saha sword technique these years If the swordsmanship is really similar, there will definitely be people talking about it. Since no one talks about it, maybe this old man is overwhelmed."

As he spoke, he stood still in front of the medicine hut: "...However, gathering ghosts, gathering ghosts, regardless of righteousness and evil, they all absorb them for his own use. When I look at the swordsmanship of Taoism in the world, there is only the Saha swordsmanship." , which is somewhat similar to the bearing of the Guixu swordsmanship."

Ruyi's face is as cold as iron, and he doesn't want to talk about this matter with him any more: "The poor monk went in to get the medicine, thank you Yan Zhang for guiding the way."

According to the prescription in my heart, I took the medicine one by one, as if returning home with the fragrance of the medicine.

On the way, old things floated in his mind.

Since learning to write, Ruyi secretly began to record the master's words and deeds, when he ate, when he drank, when he lived, and what he said today. .

In addition, he also imitated his adoptive father in his attire. He often tied a wooden branch around his left waist and followed him, imitating his walking posture and his habit of taking things.

After the boy found out, he grabbed his neck and warned him: "I'm not a good person, don't learn from me."

However, Ruyi only changed to secretly observe.

Later, in order for him to have the power to protect himself, his adoptive father still began to teach him swordsmanship.

He taught Fengling swordsmanship, and said it was for laying the foundation for Xiao Ruyi.

But Xiao Ruyi's observation ability is not bad, he can see that the set of swordsmanship that his adoptive father often practiced is different from the set he taught himself.

He wanted to follow his adoptive father, get closer to him, and even closer, so he often observed his adoptive father's sword skills, secretly gaining a lot of experience.

His adoptive father was not in stature with him, so he couldn't teach him hands-on swordsmanship.

He often lies under the shade, on a cool chair, and points to Xiao Ruyi, who uses a wooden sword instead, with a long wooden branch: "Hold it firmly."

Xiao Ruyi replied obediently: "Father, I hold it firmly."

The young man held onto the jade jug with one hand, and suddenly exerted strength, and with a backhand, he broke the branch held flat in Xiao Ru's hand.

Ru one hand was extremely steady, holding the broken branch three inches in front of his hand, his eyelids blinked in confusion, still unable to understand that this was a test by his adoptive father.

The consistent performance is very satisfying to the teenager.

He held the jug in his mouth, took a sip of the wine with a smile: "That's right."

The amber liquid spilled from his lips and slid down his neck, leaving an ambiguous water mark in his collarbone.

……

Ruyi stopped suddenly.

Feng Ruyu will never be the adoptive father, it's impossible.

The father-in-law and Feng Rugu came from the same school, and they both had their own swordsmanship, one Tasha and the other Guixu. These two self-created swordsmanship were born out of Fengling swordsmanship. Thinking about it, Guixu swordsmanship and Tasha Swordsmanship should also have similarities, so it is normal that the Saha swordsmanship I obtained after being trained and taught by my father is similar to Tasha's swordsmanship.

The father-in-law has always been a young man with a chivalrous, unrestrained behavior, and loves to roam freely in the world. Ruyi can believe that in the past ten years, because of the responsibilities he shouldered, he can grow into a steady, restrained, gentle and honest Xianjun Duanrong, but he doesn't believe him It will become Feng Rugu, who is light and lazy with no bones in his body.

Besides, if Feng Ruru is the adoptive father, then...

The vague thoughts came here, and Ruyi, who was walking fast, stopped suddenly.

The wind carried a faint scent of gardenias.

He thought that Feng Rugu always had some petty hobbies that were too elegant, and loved to be picky and self-willed in trivial matters. When he woke up, if he could smell the fragrance of gardenias, he might feel better on his body.

Thinking of this, he lifted up his monk's robe, swept the jade-colored fallen incense from the ground into the linen veil, shook off the dust, wrapped it up, and when he returned to the warm pavilion, he personally decocted the medicine and prepared a few more for it. Sweet preserved fruit, thinking about these flavors that may not be sealed as before, he picked a few more pears, cut the pears into snow-white dices, soaked them in rock sugar water, put them on the tray with the medicine bowl, and sent them all the way to Fengru. in the room.

When he pushed open the door, he saw a thin figure dressed in Fengling Taoist uniform and light fur belt, holding the table and bending over to pour tea.

Seeing this, Ruyi's expression turned pale, and he asked in a slightly unkind tone, "Why did you go to the ground?"

The figure was obviously taken aback, and turned around.

After seeing clearly that the person was actually Chang Boning, he felt suffocated.

Seeing that the visitors were the same, Chang Boning's expression became unnatural, and he took the lead to avoid the line of sight: "I... dealt with the matter of the sacred stone, and just returned to Fengling, I heard that there were changes in Jianchuan, Thinking of coming here as before, I was not at ease, and wanted to take a look, but I didn't expect to come here, and saw the ice bridge break, and heard that it fell into the water as before..."

Ruyi looked down at his own reflection in the tea-colored medicinal soup, feeling a little inexplicably stiff: "It's Hong Chen who failed to take good care of Yun Zhongjun."

Chang Boning hurriedly said, "I didn't blame you."

After saying that, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Neither of them knew what to say, for a while, only the fragrance of gardenia flowed quietly.

If he thinks about it, maybe it's because he hasn't seen each other for ten years, he always feels that there is some inexplicable estrangement and unfamiliarity between him and Chang Boning.

But before he had time to feel sad about the changes in the world, Chang Boning coughed lightly, stepped forward, stretched out his hand to take the tray, and said politely: "Thank you for your hard work, go and rest quickly, I'm listening to Fuchun and Luo I said for a long time that you fell into the water too..."

But Ruyi gripped the corner of the tray tightly and did not let go.

Chang Boning was a little surprised that he couldn't accept it.

Ru Dao said: "Father-in-law came all the way, and it was hard work. Feeding medicine is a trivial matter, let Hongchen do it for you."

Chang Boning held the other end of the tray with both hands, hesitating whether to let go.

According to the etiquette he had learned, Ruyi prepared the medicine himself, since he was willing to serve Ruyi to take the medicine, then he should follow him.

But Chang Boning didn't want to let go.

Chang Boning, who has always had a calm personality, chose Congxin for the first time, held the edge of the medicine plate, and persisted: "As always, he is picky and doesn't like to take medicine. He became sick, lying in bed, confused, and had to be coaxed to take medicine. He was willing to take a mouthful of candied fruit and medicine. Yes. When he wakes up, I will tell him that you prepared the medicine and candied fruit."

When Ru thought of the picture of Xiao Feng still nesting in the arms of his adoptive father, sour gas rose from his chest, choking his throat, and his voice became hoarse: "Father..."

The bed curtain that the two of them were putting down was lifted a little, Feng Ruzhi threw two pillows out of the tent, and said angrily, "It's so noisy! I just fell asleep!!"

Ruyi turned around and picked up one with his back, while Chang Boning caught one with one hand in the air, carried it back to the bed, and said softly: "As usual. Sorry."

Seeing that it was Chang Boning who came, Feng Rugu, who was suffering from a splitting headache, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately smiled, pulled his sleeves and acted like a baby skillfully: "When did senior brother come?"

Chang Boning said softly: "Not long after you came in, I saw your lips were chapped, and wanted to pour some water for you to drink. After such a severe cold, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Feng Ruyuan had a playful smile on his face: "It's not that serious, it's just being tricked by someone and passing a stream of water."

Chang Boning nudged his forehead, tried his best to pretend to be angry, but his tone couldn't be fierce: "Do you think you are a dumpling?"

Feng Rugu was dizzy and his eyes were swollen, and he was pushed so loudly that he leaned back on Ruyi who came to the side of the bed with the medicine in his hand, and he choked back: "I can't get up, I can't get up."

However, under this push, Chang Boning felt something was wrong.

He rubbed his fingertips, felt the abnormally high temperature remaining on them, and instantly became nervous: "As before, why is it burning so badly?!"

He was about to hug Feng Rugu, but Ruyi first put one arm around Feng Rugu's waist, and laid him flat on the bed, his face was cold, but his movements were gentle enough: "Lie down."

After finishing speaking, he said to Feng Rugu in a concise and concise manner: "Father, a waist pad."

Chang Boning saw that Feng Ruyu suddenly had a high fever, and he didn't care about fighting with Ruyi for who would feed him the medicine, so he handed him a soft pillow in his arms to prop up his waist.

And Ruyi naturally picked up the medicine bowl, and with a small plate of salted plums, fed Feng Ruzhi his medicine.

The medicine bowl is made of jade. The medicine is filled in a small warm bowl, and it is not very hot when held in the hand. Every time a spoonful of medicine is fed, Ruyi strictly follows Chang Boning's instructions and feeds him a plum Relieve the pain, and gently scrape the corners of his lips with a small spoon to prevent the liquid from flowing out.

Chang Boning stood by the side of the bed, pursed his lips lightly, and said with concern: "As before, are you...... alright?"

The reason why he rushed here when he heard that someone in Jianchuan was colluding with the Tang swordsman behind the scenes was that he was worried that Feng Ruyu would be forced to do something with someone and touch the Qihua seal.

A few days ago, he had just repaired it for him once, and the state of the Seven Flower Seal was not stable yet. If he activated the aura again in a short period of time, the next time the flowers would bloom faster and more uncontrollably.

Feng Rugu saw Chang Boning's worried face in his eyes, and his fingertips hidden under the quilt went around behind his back, gently rubbing the flower-blossomed part of his lower back without any trace.

He raised his eyes and focused on Ruyi who was feeding him the medicine. After watching for a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind and said with a relaxed smile, "It's okay. I just fell, and Luojiu threw the harp down."

The meaning of this is very clear: I have not used my spiritual power, brother, please rest assured.

Hearing what he said, Chang Boning let out a sigh of relief.

But Ruyi frowned slightly.

...which doesn't match the facts.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, Feng Rugu, as if he had seen through his intentions, twisted his sleeves with his fingers, and shook his sleeves like a child wanting candy: "...Isn't it? , like a master?"

Seeing his pale face with a smirk, Ru Yi hated and pitied him, wishing to put two more fingerprints on his face.

Expressionlessly, he scooped up a spoonful of medicine without candied fruit, and stuffed it straight into Feng Rugu's mouth.

Feng Ruyi wrinkled his face in pain, breathed out and burst into tears, he looked terribly wronged, seeing him like this made Ruyi feel a little better.

Seeing this situation, Chang Boning looked away, and smiled habitually at the corner of his mouth, but his heart felt heavy and astringent, with an indescribable strange feeling.

After Feng Rugu took the medicine and was supported by Ruyi to lie down and fell asleep, Ruyi came to the door, turned around, and called Chang Boning who was still preoccupied: "... foster father."

Chang Boning was about to raise his hand to put on his veil, when he heard a gentle "hmm": "What's the matter?"

Chang Boning's every move, every word and deed, does have the demeanor of a dignified fairy, and his face is not much different from ten years ago, but when he looks at Chang Boning like this, he feels a strange strangeness from the bottom of his heart feeling.

He forced himself to suppress this strange feeling, and said: "Father, you and I haven't fought each other for a long time, I don't know if father would like to teach Hongchen swordsmanship again."