Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 284

I don't know if he used too much force just now, but Yi Buhuo knew that he must have used too much force now.

After hearing him say that her grandma was gone, Zhao Ling'er's tears couldn't stop falling. No matter how much he tried to persuade her, it was of no use.

"Miss Ling'er, grandma and the others are protecting you with their lives, not to let you cry your eyes out. You can't live up to their expectations. You must be strong!"

Yi Buhuo gasped. Zhao Ling'er had always been very cheerful and rarely showed low emotions, but now he was reduced to tears by his words.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoyao is not here. Otherwise, if he sees himself bullying his wife, how can he still stand here with his beard and tail intact?
Maybe his persuasion had an effect, or maybe he vented a lot after crying, but Zhao Linger's crying finally became quieter.

"Take me to see grandma."

Zhao Ling'er wiped her tears. Although her shoulders were still shaking a little, her tone was much calmer.

It’s because I’m young, Zhao Ling’er is indeed very strong, and she deserves to be my childhood goddess!

On the way to take Zhao Ling'er, Yi Buhuo deeply reflected on himself. Everyone is vulnerable sometimes, let alone Zhao Ling'er who just lost his grandmother who was like his biological mother.

But Zhao Ling'er is also a rare woman among the women Yi Buhuo knows who can calm down so quickly.

Walking through the fine peach trees and stepping on the petals all over the ground, Yi Buhuo led Zhao Ling'er to the center of the peach forest.

Several lonely tombs are located among them, and against the backdrop of the surrounding peach blossoms, they show a touch of beauty in the desolation.

He found this place specially. Although it is not a feng shui treasure, he fully considered that his grandma has lived on this fairy island full of peach blossoms for ten years.

Not only can he be accompanied by peach blossoms all over the sky after his long sleep, but he can also see a corner of the house from a distance, just like before, watching Zhao Ling'er grow up before his eyes.

But since then, without her company, I can only watch from a distance, integrating my expectations into Zhao Ling'er's dreams, and wishing her a happy new life...

If Yi Buhuo hadn't made up all the above, he would have been almost moved.

However, Zhao Ling'er listened to his story and was addicted to it. She squatted in front of her grandma's grave and was lost in thought.

It seems that he is recalling every bit of the past with his grandma, sometimes he chuckles and sometimes sheds tears.

"Xiaoyao is really worried and must come back to look for you. I couldn't resist him and had to turn the boat around and rush back."

Yi Buhuo stood behind Zhao Ling'er, feeling the loneliness coming from around him, and spoke softly.

"But Xiaoyao was mentally exhausted and fell into a coma halfway. But seeing that you are fine, I think he will be relieved."

"thanks……"

Zhao Ling'er's voice was low, but he could feel the gratitude, not only for burying his grandma, but also for risking his life to come back again.

"You're welcome, Miss Ling'er. I'm just trying my best."

"Just call me Ling'er."

Everything Yi Buhuo did was a favor to Zhao Ling'er. After all, he could have stayed out of the matter, but he still took the risk and came back, and the relationship inevitably got closer.

"Grandma said before she left that she wanted to see the azaleas in her hometown again, but it was too far away from there, so I had to let the peach blossoms accompany her."

"is it?"

Ling'er stroked the grave, the smell of fresh earth had not yet dissipated, and her eyes gradually became firm.

"right!"

Yi Buhuo lowered his head and whispered, "In life, you must always have motivation. If you have a goal, you will not be obsessed with the past."

……

"Linger!"

Li Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, his fear still lingering.

Ling'er's shrill voice was still echoing, and her decisive figure ran towards the enemy, but she could only watch helplessly...

He stood up from the bed and didn't think much about where he was. He just wanted to rush back to Fairy Island to find Ling'er.

"You brat, you're finally awake."

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw his aunt busy cleaning the tables and chairs. When she saw him waking up, she hurriedly threw down the rag and came over.

"Auntie, why am I back?"

Li Xiaoyao was a little confused. He still remembered that he and Yi Buhuo were drifting on the boat, and then lost consciousness. He didn't even know why he appeared at home.

"Are you cured?"

But seeing my aunt in high spirits, I felt relieved after all.

"You've been in a coma for two days, but you'll be fine when you wake up."

The aunt always had a smile on her face, without any worry at all, and now she even pushed him downstairs to greet the guests.

"guest?"

Li Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, "I still have to go find Ling'er."

"Speaking of this Ling'er, she is such a good girl. She is not only gentle but also considerate. She has been helping me for the past two days and I can't even persuade her to leave."

Auntie smiled even more happily, "Not only do I have to take care of you these two days, but you also have to help me look after the store. I can't find such a good girl even with a lantern."

"Auntie, what are you talking about?"

Li Xiaoyao became more and more confused as he listened. Has Auntie seen Ling'er?
After following his aunt all the way downstairs, he finally understood why her aunt said that.

Isn't it Ling'er whom I miss so much that is sitting at the counter to settle accounts?

"Brother Xiaoyao, you wake up!"

Zhao Ling'er felt the wind at her feet and ran over happily. When she got behind him, she became reserved again and just smiled gently.

"You kid is really good at sleeping. If you don't wake up, my reputation will collapse."

There was a frivolous voice coming from beside him. Li Xiaoyao heard the sound and went away. Yi Buhuo was sitting at the table, with exquisite dishes in front of him. He was eating with a chicken leg in his left hand and vegetables in his right hand.

"I said he would definitely wake up today. Who just said that he wanted to kick me out?"

Yi Buhuo stared at the dishes, but showed no mercy in his mouth.

"Doctor Yi has misunderstood. Your medical skills are obvious to all. How could anyone regard you as a charlatan?"

The aunt took a deep breath. Yi Buhuo sent Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er two days ago. They have lived there since then, and they can't miss a big meal of fish and meat every day.

She almost ate up all her wealth.

If Ling'er hadn't been there to explain, she would have driven them away long ago.

She was still awake when Yi Buhuo rescued her. In theory, she only officially met Yi Buhuo three days ago when they came together.

But before that, Yi Buhuo had tricked her into drinking wine. Due to her preconceptions, she always thought that Yi Buhuo had used some method to deceive the simple Ling'er.

But after all, he sent Li Xiaoyao back, so it was hard to turn his back on him for a while.

Just when Auntie and Ling'er were discussing when Li Xiaoyao would wake up, Yi Buhuo suddenly interrupted and said that he would be able to do so today.

The aunt couldn't stand it and said something back, saying that he was just a charlatan who was just eating and drinking, and if Li Xiaoyao couldn't wake up today, she would kick him out.

Seeing that her aunt was a little embarrassed, the considerate Ling'er immediately said: "Master Yi, I will make two more dishes as an apology. Don't be angry."

"Go!"

Yi Buhuo waved his hand without raising his head. He would eat this dish even if he wasn't hungry. After all, it was made by Zhao Ling'er himself, not to mention that it was free of charge.

How can you miss such a good thing? Even if you die today, you will get your money back.

He had also consumed his spiritual energy to cast a spell. It was considered a waste after all, and he had to replenish it!
Seeing him yelling and ordering Ling'er, Li Xiaoyao couldn't stand it anymore and walked over with eyes wide open.

"You are not only a thief, but also a liar, and you actually deceived me!"

Li Xiaoyao smiled slyly and stretched his arms suddenly.

"Miracle Rejuvenation!"

"I think the master's hand is empty!"

Yi Buhuo slapped his hand away, and the hand just missed touching his satchel.

Li Xiaoyao rubbed his wrist. Although the force of Yi Buhuo's slap was not very strong, it still hurt him for a while.

"I have sundries and no money on me, so it's useless for you to take them."

Yi Buhuo shook his head slightly. Li Xiaoyao's flying dragon cloud-detecting hand might look fast and hidden to others, but in his eyes it seemed like slow motion.

Even if he doesn't know Li Xiaoyao's exquisite skills, as long as he has enough eyesight, Li Xiaoyao will not be able to get anything from him in this life.

While he was teasing Li Xiaoyao, he vaguely heard the familiar sound of swords ringing in his ears, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck!"

From the beginning, Li Xiaoyao wanted to get something from him, and in the end, he directly grabbed the food on the table. While he was eating happily, he heard his expression change suddenly.

"What's wrong."

Before he could finish the question, he heard a noise from upstairs. When he looked back, he saw a stream of light coming towards him, and the target was him!
"Fuck!"

He finally knew what Yi Buhuo meant by being finished. His expression changed with shock, and he shrank into a ball and covered his eyes with his hands.

The aunt who was not far away saw this scene and jumped up without even thinking about it. But even if she tried her best, the speed of the streamer was too fast and she couldn't make it in time.

"Happy!"

laugh--

The stream of light came to an abrupt stop in front of Li Xiaoyao, revealing his true appearance.

It's an ancient sword with a scabbard!
After waiting for a while, he found that there was no movement. Li Xiaoyao saw this strange scene through the gap in his arm. He slowly lowered his arm tentatively, fearing that if he made a single move, he would be struck by thunder and his life would be at risk!

"How is this going?"

This sword was very familiar to Li Xiaoyao. He held it to sleep every day, but he didn't know that this thing could still move.

Seeing Li Xiaoyao standing in front of him, Lingjian lightly walked around him and came to Yi Buhuo's side, rubbing against him.

Yi Buhuo touched the hilt of the sword with a grimace and couldn't help but sigh.

In the past two days, I had been eating and drinking, and I didn't even go to see the spirit sword. I was afraid that it really made it uncomfortable, so I rushed out in public.

"Good boy, you've seen it too. It's all thanks to you that I've been so comfortable these past two days. Now you belong to someone else's property. Go back quickly."

Yi Buhuo smiled awkwardly and pushed the spiritual sword, only to be entangled by it again.

"Yi Buhuo, what's going on? Why does this sword appear here?"

Li Xiaoyao scratched his head. He wanted to say, isn't this sword on my bed?Why did it suddenly fly out?

"Are you a sword fairy?"

As if he had thought of something, Li Xiaoyao suddenly became energetic, his eyes were shining, he looked back and forth at Yi Buhuo and the spirit sword, and he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Yi Buhuo, no, master!"

Li Xiaoyao smiled almost crookedly, his posture was very low, and he poured wine for him with a smile, and even his title changed.

"I still like how unruly you were before. Please try to recover. I'm really not used to you being like this."

Yi Buhuo shuddered, and Li Xiaoyao laughed so hard that he always felt that this guy looked like a bitch.

"It's called..."

I originally wanted to introduce the spirit sword, but when things happened, I realized that I had never given the spirit sword a name?

Men Jianqiu was the name of that physical body at that time, and it already had an owner. If he saw Yin Zhong again one day, he would probably become black again because of this dark history.

Since you imitated the Xuanyuan Sword, let’s rename it to Xuanyuan!

"It's called Xuanyuan... Cuihua!"

His eyes fell on a plate of sauerkraut on the table, and "sauerkraut on green flowers" appeared in Yi Buhuo's mind unconsciously... and he blurted it out immediately.

"..."

Li Xiaoyao and the aunt who was listening were silent.

Then they saw Yi Buhuo being chased by the unsheathed "Cuihua" and escaping out of the door. In the blink of an eye, his hoarse screams were getting further and further away...

"Where is Mr. Yi?"

Zhao Ling'er came out with two plates of exquisite dishes. Seeing that the two were in a daze and Yi Buhuo was gone, she asked in confusion.

"Ling'er, this is your dish..."

Li Xiaoyao glanced at the door, then at the dish in her hand, and murmured: "Let's serve it to him as a tribute for the first seven years..."

"I was wrong, Cuihua, don't chase Cuihua, I am your most beloved master, Cuihua..."

Mo Yixi was leisurely lying on the chair sipping wine, his eyes filled with drunkenness, and with the other hand he touched the Dali Pill on the plate beside him, twisted it and threw it into his mouth as an appetizer.

Yi Buhuo went to play on Fairy Island, but he was bored, so he had to leave first. Anyway, he was just regarded as a tool by Yi Buhuo.

After suffering so much, he didn't want to wait for Yi Buhuo to leave together. He couldn't bear to spit on his sword.

Unexpectedly, when he came back, he found that there were a lot of Dali Pills hidden in the Yibu Fire Room. These pills not only strengthened the body but also fed the stomach, so he took it for himself at that time.

It can be said that without Yi Buhuo, not only has he become much more peaceful, his life has also become more nourishing, and his life is more comfortable than that of a god.

Just as he was drifting into sleepiness, he suddenly seemed to hear Yi Buhuo's voice.

"Have you heard hallucinations? I'm afraid that guy is too happy to miss Shu. How could he come back..."

Mo Yixi shook his head, "This Dali Pill has side effects? Isn't it also poisonous?"

But when he saw that he had eaten a whole gourd of Dali Pills in the past two days and only a dozen were left, he sighed again.

"It's a medicine that's three parts poisonous. It's normal for me to feel dizzy after taking so much. I should be fine after a nap."

"But why is this sound getting closer and closer?"

The next moment, Yi Buhuo rushed in with a whoosh, picked up the Jiuxian Sword beside him and started fighting with an uncontrolled long sword.

"I seem to be too poisoned. I'm afraid I can't just sleep. Is this going to kill me?"

Mo Yixi was so frightened that he fell off the chair. He looked at Yi Buhuo, who was in ragged clothes like a beggar, and then at the powerful spiritual sword.

Feeling the pain coming from his butt, before he could cry out in pain, he was attacked by Yi Buhuo and the spirit sword. The spirit sword was deflected by Yi Buhuo and turned sideways.

The tip of the sword was inserted into his thigh...

pain!
Mo Yixi finally stopped deceiving himself and watched helplessly as the spirit sword pulled out and attacked Yi Buhuo again. He knew that this was not a dream or poisoning, but that Yi Buhuo was really back!
He got up from the ground numbly, ignoring his still bleeding thigh, and roared towards Yi Buhuo.

"Thief, give me back my sword!"

(End of this chapter)