The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 218
Biechouju, which had been dormant for a long time, has returned to its former glory.

After sending away the last patient, the young man in white clothes wearing a bamboo hat closed the door, checked the drying condition of the herbs, and then walked into the house unhurriedly, and was startled by the person kneeling on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Chou looked at the demon with white hair and red eyes, and couldn't help but frown, with a look of disgust on his face, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant after recovering: "Don't tell me that you made that guy angry again, for fear of being beaten, then come to me. She’s taking refuge.”

After saying that, he pulled it up from the ground, then took a cup to water the wilted calamus on the table, touched the yellowing leaves, and said to the person next to him: "Give me some devilish energy, and I always feel that I can't do it anymore." If you save it, it will wither and die.”

Jiangyin silently released a little devilish energy and put it on Chang Pu, causing Feng Chou to look at him a few more times: "Why are you so silent? Are you really here to take refuge?"

Jiang Yin stared at the young man through the white gauze. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could easily guess his current expression and sighed softly: "Master really doesn't remember."

"So?" Feng Chou raised his eyebrows, feeling that he had guessed his intention: "You didn't intend to tell me, so you knelt down to apologize first?"

Jiangyin did not deny: "Yes."

Feng Chou gave him a look and said, "Then just tell me, okay, let's go. Anyway, this isn't the first time you've hidden something from me."

Jiangyin stared in silence for a moment, bowed her head and saluted, then turned into light and left.

"Cough cough cough..." The throat started to sting again. Feng Chou covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Looking at the blood stained on his gloves, he pulled out the personal information panel and clicked on treatment, which made him feel better.

"Oh, I almost killed myself..."

There is only a clear memory of Guiliang Tianxia's throat being crippled, and the rest is very blurry, like having a long dream that was very tiring and confusing, but when you open your eyes, you can't remember anything.

He pressed his eyebrows, put back the personal information panel, looked up at the dim light outside the door, and thought about whether to go make a meal, but the inexplicable fatigue made him just want to sit here.

"Shang, you're not dead?" 』

The voice of the ball of light suddenly appeared in his mind, and it still sounded so unbeatable. Fengchou couldn't help but grit his teeth: "What's wrong? Are you feeling disappointed?"

"Not really, I'm just a little surprised. 』

"There's nothing surprising. The mission hasn't been completed yet. I won't die at the hands of the characters in the plot."

"Not a plot character..."

"Huh?" Feng Chou looked puzzled.

Seeing him like this, Guangqiu knew that he no longer had that part of the memory, and stopped talking. What if he thought about it and had the will to die again? So he got back to the point and preached: "Your soul has been damaged before, maybe it will..." There are no hidden dangers left, so I made an agreement with a new colleague to let you go there to nourish your soul. 』

Feng Chou, who had just woken up less than half a day ago, said: "I feel like I have nothing..."

"This is what Lan said. ” Guangqiu immediately added.

"...Okay." It will probably only take a few days. Anyway, the plot behind Xuanzong hasn't started yet, so let's just treat it as a check.

However, as soon as he agreed, he felt his body light up, and then saw his uncontrollable body falling heavily to the ground, almost hitting the table.

"...Can't you give me some time to prepare?!"

My throat is not healed yet, what should I do if I get another concussion?He didn't want to suffer physical amnesia. If his friends knew about it, it would be a black history!

"Uh... cough, cough, cough, go ahead, Shang, and I'll help you put your body in place." ” Guangqiu decisively changed the subject.

Fengchou was speechless: "Don't drag your feet, if you bump into them, I will beat you (￢_￢)"

"Okay~(＾▽＾)"

...Why are you so worried? (_)
With full trust in his heart, Feng Chou closed his eyes as the light ball said, and completely relaxed his soul consciousness. His consciousness gradually faded away, and he felt that his soul body was slowly floating upward.

The moment he regained consciousness, he felt an inexplicable coldness. When he opened his eyes, he saw overlapping white clouds floating slowly, which could be dispersed with just one hand. The scenery hidden behind the clouds looked like a palace. , although it is a simple snow-white color, it looks unexpectedly gorgeous and elegant.

The person who can be called a new colleague by the light ball must have an unusual identity. I don’t know if this is still in the Thunderbolt world. If so, a character who can live in such a place...

Hey ヾ(▽｀;), it’s definitely not the big boss. According to the other person’s character, he definitely won’t be so good-tempered and agrees to take care of himself, so don’t think too much about it.

Feng Chou silently comforted himself, but out of politeness, he didn't just walk around. Anyway, the spiritual energy here was quite sufficient, so there was no need to go inside.

Just when I was about to find a place to sit down, I caught sight of a holy white shadow appearing not far away from my peripheral vision. It stood with its back facing each other, with a pair of equally white and flawless wings behind it. There was no flaw on its body. Looking at He is just above him in age and should be an elder in a high position.

And from the looks of it, he is probably a highly mysophobic person. Although he loves the color white very much, this elder doesn't seem to be a talkative person just by looking at his back. He just needs to be obedient and nourish his soul.

Moreover, the built-in special effects were really dazzling. He felt that if he hadn't had a special physique, he would have been blinded by the glowing white elder.>O<.

Fengchou didn't complain silently. When he looked again, the figure just now was no longer there. He probably just came to make sure and then ignored it. He didn't care either. He just found a place and sat down, dismissing Ruo Youruo. No chill.

There is no distinction between day and night here, and I don’t know how long I have been here. I once tried to wander around, and when I saw that the other party didn’t react particularly well, I walked further outside alone, but was blocked by the air wall, and then He was pulled into the hall by invisible force.

It seemed that he disliked him running around, so he just watched him under his nose, but he didn't restrict his freedom. As long as he stopped running to the air wall, sometimes he could see the sky full of clouds, which was also a sight. A great place to enjoy the scenery.

It's just that it's really cold here. The elder hasn't said a word to him until now. He seems to be busy with something. After all, those who can be called "colleagues" by the light ball should be maintaining the order of their own world. Then The mysterious and mysterious aura is somewhat similar to that of the light ball.

As for why it's not the headquarters... This kind of headquarters with only one person can easily be annexed by other headquarters with more senior qualifications. Even the headquarters where he is located occasionally encounters a few people who can't think about it, and then get knocked off in turn. Other headquarters.

Usually that guy and Huan are responsible for beating people, while he and Yun Fei are responsible for stealing...cough, I got distracted.

Feng Chou pulled back his thoughts from running away. Before his eyes could focus on the sea of ​​clouds, he discovered that the holy white shadow was standing quietly beside him. His wings had been retracted, and the light was floating around him. He was just looking at it. , there is a sense of oppression that is about to suffocate.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, blinked his stinging eyes, and while stimulating the spiritual power of his yin bones to repair, he couldn't help but complain: This free special effect really hurts his eyes and almost made him blind (literally).

"Special effects?" A voice that was colder than the air around him and indifferent without any emotion sounded. Even the question sounded like a simple retelling. It didn't seem that he would refuse to answer. It was a little condescending, but it was unbearable. Reverse psychology.

"...a modern term, the full name is special effects, such as the body glowing, petals falling, etc. The reason why it is special is that ordinary people cannot experience these scenes."

Feng Choubie explained in easy-to-understand terms while guessing the identity of the other party in his mind. Although his strength was average, he could hear the voice of the soul, so he should belong to the category of gods.

"modern?"

The other party obviously heard Feng Chou's guess in his mind, but he didn't care and just asked about another new vocabulary word.

Feng Chou didn't realize this, so he simply recalled a modern mission he once did. It can be said that the modern world is the most relaxing and simple world, that is, you have to become a high school student every time, and then I have gone through six college entrance examinations...cough, but there is an advantage to being a high school student. There are no bloody and messy love tasks, because premature love is not allowed ()
"It's a special world."

There was a dispensable sigh of admiration. Although I could "see" the scenes of Feng Chou's memories, there was a limitation. Some things that were too in-depth were hidden, and the rest was just a little picture display, but it could I feel a completely different spirit from it.

Feng Chou was keenly aware that the elder's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a little bit, but before he could catch it, the other party changed the subject: "Your soul is not seriously injured, where do you want to treat it?"

These words sounded a bit contradictory, but Feng Chou quickly understood the implication and showed a flattering smile on his face: "Just watch and come...uncle."

"uncle?"

The elder beside him smiled inexplicably. He instinctively felt the danger subconsciously. The spiritual power of his yin bones hidden deep in the depths suddenly exploded, and he consciously protected his master.

A hand glowing with white light grasped the seemingly ethereal condensed white smoke, and watched it unceremoniously absorb the life floating around, which was quite interesting: "Is it the spiritual power tempered by thunder and punishment? You should have been a body that died at an early age, but you managed to survive by forcefully gaining life, and therefore you are riddled with death energy. Your destiny is fragile and easily destroyed, and you can be attacked at any time."

Being exposed all of a sudden, Feng Chou didn't panic too much. After all, this elder was probably related to the way of heaven, and there was no way to hide his physical problems, so he nodded calmly: "Uncle is right. It’s still very detailed, I remember there was a fortune teller who said that I would never survive the dawn of time, so it’s obvious that he was just making it up to defraud money.”

The elder didn't comment on this, and couldn't tell what his expression was through the blinding special effects. He could only see him turning around with the spiritual power of his yin bone, holding it in his hand and rubbing it repeatedly, not knowing what he was doing. Nothing, but there was certainly no malice.

Out of trust in Lan, Feng Chou stopped staring, but he was not in the mood to appreciate the sea of ​​clouds in front of him anymore, so he simply took out the grill and charcoal fire placed in his own space, lit them with all his strength, and took them out An unknown piece of meat.

Dragon meat?

These two words suddenly came to mind, and then I couldn't help but feel funny, and shook my head: How is that possible?With the little strength I have, it's good to be able to protect myself. It seems that I can't easily separate my soul body. I'm still confused now.

Putting this ridiculous idea behind him, he cut the piece of meat and skewered it, and put it on the grill. As the temperature increased, Fengchou smelled a strange meaty aroma. He couldn't tell what it was, but It successfully made him feel hungry.

What kind of meat is this?Fengchou don’t think about it while reaching out to get it...huh?

Fengchou, who didn't touch anything, didn't look up. He saw that the elder came to the grill at some point, picked up the barbecue closest to him, and then casually threw the Yin Bone Spiritual Power back to him. .

"...Thank you, uncle." Fengchou, who was almost suffocated to death by the majestic vitality, was speechless for a moment. He struggled to say thank you, and then quickly digested and absorbed it. He felt that he might not have to worry about being hungry after going back. This alone was enough for him. I can bear it.

But he had to admit that this was indeed the best way to nourish the soul, but it was a bit too simple and crude. He suspected that the elder disliked him for doing nothing and wanted him to go back to do the task quickly.

Just after he cursed, he received a cold stare from his elders. Knowing that his voice was heard again, he raised his head and smiled.

"Are you missionaries so unafraid of gods?"

I saw the meat skewers submerged in the white light, and then only the bare bamboo sticks were left. Fengchou couldn't control himself from imagining the other party's appearance, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, have you seen other missionaries? ?”

"One of your companions knew that he might die in my hands, but he didn't flinch at all. Instead, he was very excited." When he said this, his tone fluctuated slightly: "If I didn't suddenly think of something later, I'm afraid she might really not mind dying in my hands."

Uh, this description... only that guy Yunfei can be like this.Feng Chou's other mood is a bit subtle, and he has heard the comment in the headquarters that "the younger you are, the crazier you are", which is indeed in line with Yun Fei's character, but what does he have to do with it?Although he is the second to last in age, he usually behaves normally (_)
The young man, who was looking and distracted but couldn't hear his inner voice, suddenly thought: "Is the information restricted? I'd rather be cautious."

"That's the rule, uncle, please forgive me." Feng Chou said with a cute face and handed over other grilled meat skewers.

"You can shout quite smoothly."

He didn't refuse the roast meat that was handed to him, he just said this lukewarmly. After hearing this, he immediately put on a well-behaved and harmless look: "If you don't like it, the junior can change it to a more mature one." Respect the old and love the young, grow up. The first comes first, especially the elders who can kill him casually and blind his eyes.

The elder didn't answer any more, and he automatically concluded that he was acquiescing. So he continued to concentrate on digesting the vitality, and occasionally handed over a grilled meat skewer. Only at the end did he realize that he had not eaten a bite, but he had not spoken the whole time. The elder quietly finished all the roasting, and then after making sure that he had finished roasting the meat, he left the word "not bad" and walked away slowly.

The strange smell of meat has not dissipated, making Feng Chou very curious about what that piece of meat tastes like. But now that he is uncomfortable with the vitality, and he is not a very appetizing person, he gives up for the time being. Wait until digestion is complete.

Later, he became obsessed with digestion and vitality, but the elder seemed to be interested in this aspect of eating. Every time he was grilling, he would suddenly appear next to him. The similar piece of meat before could not be found next to him. pieces, so they used ordinary meat, but the other party didn't mind and accepted his feeding.

I have become so accustomed to it that I transformed into a chef and started chatting while making hot pot: "Uncle, you are the only one who lives in such a big place."

"Yeah." He said in a nonchalant tone, and then snatched the meat slices off the chopsticks.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he resigned himself to scalding other ingredients again, and then asked casually: "Uncle, are you alone?"

The white shadow in front of him slightly turned off the special effects. Although he still couldn't see his face clearly, it wouldn't blind his eyes. Hearing this, he just said coolly: "There is a disobedient traitor."

Duzi... Let me put it this way, it turns out that this elder is a lonely old man. No wonder this place is so deserted and not popular at all. His feelings are caused by the resentment of being alone in an empty room. It is really not easy to think about it.

The father, who had already unconsciously begun to think, was angry at his disobedient son who ran away from home. He closed off the opportunity to communicate with the outside world and stayed alone in this cold and empty palace. In an instant, he felt sympathy and moved everyone. All the meat and vegetables were put into his bowl.

The elder finished the food in the bowl gracefully and said without any emotion: "You can leave."

Fengchou was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, okay."

"I'll give it to you."

"Ah? No need. After all, uncle, you have taken care of me for so many days. I can do it myself...ahhhhh!"

Sensing something was wrong, Feng Chou was about to sneak away, but he was caught off guard and kicked off the sea of ​​clouds. The sudden feeling of weightlessness made him cry out. In the end, he only saw the holy figure standing quietly above. Watch him fall.

Feng Chou was certain that the other party must have heard his guess about empty-nesters, and then held grudges. After all, he had been a chef for his elders for so long, so there was no need to be so petty!

Naughty elders: Ha(**;)
　Modify slowly
　　
　
(End of this chapter)