The middle-aged scribe didn't smile, he said seriously: "Kong Yang, the location of Wupeng Mountain Villa is very important, as long as the Chu State controls this waterway, it is equivalent to taking Jiangnan Dao in its hands." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Judging from the conversation between my sister and Shi Wen'er a few days ago, my sister felt that Wen'er was available at this time. It's normal for children to be naughty, just take it away, don't make any extraneous branches. ”

Wu Kongyang said with a straight face: "Yes, it was the little nephew Meng Lang, seeing that this child is cute, and he is stubborn." ”

Wei Youqing fell ill after returning to the ship, snot and tears couldn't stop flowing, and he had to use up several handkerchiefs every day. Luluo took him to his cabin, added a small bed next to her and Shi Wen'er's big bed, and served Wei Youqing undressed.

Wei Youqing had no choice but to calm down under the care of the pothos, and obediently poured the bitter and bitter decoction prescribed by the bull-headed horse-faced ghost every day. He said to the horse-faced ghost who gave him a pulse with a bitter face: "It turns out that the masters also treat people like this, why don't they treat Wei Rong like this, and they will be cured as soon as they stretch out their hands?" ”

The horse-faced ghost scolded with a smile: "Where are there so many shortcuts in this world? You must know that our old brother's finger has been cultivating for a whole hundred years! You are just an ordinary cold, and you honestly drink bitter medicine to cure the disease! ”

Wei Youqing pursed his lips, "A hundred years? I won't live that long. Besides, a hundred years later, all my friends are dead, and I am so lonely to live. ”

When the horse-faced ghost heard this, his heart was touched, and he couldn't help patting Wei Youqing's shoulder lovingly. Seeing that he was lonely and bored, he asked, "Speaking of Wei Rong just now, where did that child go?" Isn't he your little brother? Why don't you let him follow you? ”

Wei Youqing sighed in frustration and pouted: "He went to Pearl Island, and the third uncle fell in love with him, saying that he had long hands and feet, and wanted to accept him as an apprentice." ”

Seeing his own question, the horse-faced ghost made the child even more depressed, and comforted: "It's a good thing that Wei Rong can learn skills, he is older than you, so he can't be wasted playing with you!" You lie down well, and when you are cured, the masters will also teach you skills. It won't take a hundred years, and the masters' skills will be much more useful. ”

Wei Youqing was overjoyed in his heart, looked towards the door, and made sure that the pothos was decocting medicine in the outer room and would not come in at this time, so he pulled the arm of the horse-faced ghost and asked him to lean down, and a pair of big eyes began to flash crystal light again: "Master, the apprentice guessed that there must be ghosts in that forest, Su Jiaojiao went in at noon, it was an ancient tree and old vine, and it became an ordinary big tree at dusk, and snowflakes fell at night, but I don't know what kind of situation it was the next morning." ”

Seeing Wei Youqing's appearance, the horse-faced ghost knew that he hadn't given up yet, so he shook his head and said, "Listen to your tone, but you still want to go again?" You little child, you don't know the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, as you said, you didn't get cold when you entered the forest, so why was it so cold that you couldn't stand it later? It's clear that you've been discovered, and people use this method to drive you away. If you go again, you really find something important, and it won't be as simple as letting you catch a cold! ”

Wei Youqing heard that Wu Kongyang was deliberately pushing himself away, and he was even more unwilling to give up. He took the horse-faced ghost's hand and played Lai, wrinkled his nose and small brows, and said angrily: "This Wu Kongyang is too bullying, I am his master's guest, he obviously knows that the master is treating his master's illness, I just went into his forest to play, but he treated me like this." His forest is not a royal forbidden place, so Su Jiaojiao goes there every day. Master, you teach me how not to be afraid of the cold, so that I can be angry with him, otherwise, he will think that Master is inferior to him. ”

Although the horse-faced ghost knew that Wei Youqing was agitating himself, he was born with a childlike heart, and his arrogant and unyielding strength was stirred up by Wei Youqing, but he was unwilling to take it back, he slapped the table and said, "Okay! Master likes you to be bold and refuse to admit defeat! Master teaches you a qigong, if you practice it well, not only can you practice it without fear of cold, but even your cold will be cured! Let the people of Friendless Villa see what we do! ”

Wei Youqing was overjoyed, he instantly felt that his head didn't hurt anymore, his nose was breathable, he turned over and jumped up from the bed with a carp, and sat down in an orderly manner at the signal of the horse-faced ghost.

The horse-faced ghost walked out of the hatch and said to the green pothos who was decocting medicine outside: "Lady of the Hua family, I want to practice with Youqing inside, you look at the door, don't let outsiders in." ”

Green pothos muttered in her heart, the child is sick like this, but what kind of skills is he practicing? But he didn't dare to say it directly, and hesitated to agree.

The horse-faced ghost is a sensible person, and seeing the pothos like this, he added: "We practice qigong to drive away cold and poison, so that the young can get better early." ”

When the green pothos heard this, she nodded happily, and saw that in the medicine pot sitting on the fire, the brown medicinal soup was boiling, and it looked extremely bitter, so she asked again: "Is this bitter soup medicine no longer necessary?" ”

The horse-faced ghost nodded with a smile and said, "What are you doing with that raush?" Hurry up and throw it away! ”

The pothos nodded happily, forgot even the pad, and directly brought the medicine pot off the stove, but with a "snap", the medicine pot was thrown out of the far away by the pothos, and the pothos was also scalded by the medicine pot and screamed "ouch ouch".

The horse-faced ghost shook his head secretly, turned back to the inner room, took off his shoes and socks, sat on Wei Youqing's cot, stretched out his right hand, put it on Wei Youqing's left hand, and said, "After a while, I will recite the mantra, you must follow my breath quietly, don't be careful, understand?" ”

Wei Youqing is stubborn, and he also knows the weight of Master's words. Although he is a child, although he is very active, his mind is very easy to converge, and then he sees that the child is evenly breathing, breathing away from the dantian, and entering a state of concentration.

The horse-faced ghost bowed his head slightly in satisfaction, and gently recited the mantra in his mouth, Wei Youqing only felt a stream of heat spread all over his body along his left hand, wandering in various meridians, and he was extremely hot for a while, and he seemed to jump up from the bed and tear everything.

Wei Youqing hurriedly followed the master's instructions, and gradually drained this hot and dry air into the sea, gradually warmed his whole body, and the symptoms of nasal congestion and runny nose were much better.

The horse-faced ghost slowly withdrew his right hand, but there were still words in his mouth. Wei Youqing didn't realize that the master's hand had gone back, still stretching out his left hand, his back was straight, and there was a faint flush on his forehead.

As the sound of the horse-faced ghost stopped, the heat flow in Wei Youqing's body slowly sank into the dantian. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see the horse-faced ghost smiling at him.

"What do you think?"

Wei Youqing tried to sniff and said in surprise: "Master, I seem to have a breathable nose!" ”

The horse-faced ghost rolled his eyes, and said angrily and helplessly: "Pure nonsense! If our old brother has been practicing for 300 years and still can't cure your nasal congestion, won't all these years of suffering be in vain? Are there any others? (To be continued.) )