"Third Senior Brother! Quickly save Yingping——!"
Ye Changshan said this sentence almost with a cry.
Ji Yang, who had always been expressionless, now had a slightly solemn expression on his eyebrows. He jumped up to Yingping's side, turned Yingping's body over to lie flat on the floor, and placed his right middle finger and index finger on Yingping's right pulse opening, ignoring Yingping's painful moans.
"Uncle Master...save...save..." Yingping was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak clearly.
It was only a short moment, but to Yingping, it seemed as long as several hours had passed.
Ji Yang and Jiang Yingping put down their right hands and tapped his chest, abdomen and meridians several times with extremely fast hand speed. After that, Yingping stopped shouting, and after a closer look, it turned out that he had passed out.
Ye Changshan looked at Ji Yangyu in a panic, and asked anxiously: "Third senior brother, Yingping... what happened to him?"
"I have temporarily blocked all eight channels of the Surprise Meridian. There is currently no danger to my life."
"Then he...then he..."
"You can't die if you live."
Hearing this, Ye Changshan's heart finally dropped.
Looking at the two ignorant teenagers, Ji Yangyu frowned slightly and sighed: "Do you think it's a joke that the teacher doesn't let you two practice early?"
Ye Changshan lowered his head and said nothing, feeling so ashamed that he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look directly at Ji Yangyu.
"You two have been taking Zichun's medicine for some time. If not, Yingping would have died by now."
Ye Changshan raised his head in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief. It turned out that the two people's small actions almost caused life and death.
"It seems that your fifth senior sister will return to the mountain early..."
...
In the shabby room, Yingping was lying quietly on the bed, his face still pale and his lips purple. He had never woken up since he passed out after his meridians were sealed.
Beside the bed, Wen Junchen looked at his disciple with a worried expression, with eyes that were one-third anxious, one-third fond, and one-third remorseful - either he was angry at Yingping for not abiding by the rules, or he was angry at himself for not being able to discipline him well, or he was angry at himself for not being able to discipline him well. He was angry that his junior brother was not under strict supervision, but it was of no use now. The most important thing now was to revive Yingping.
Ye Changshan has already returned to his house. Although he is also very worried about Yingping, staying here is of no use. There are four people left in the house at this time.
"Qi Lang, you need to go down the mountain and call Junior Sister Zichun back quickly." Wen Junchen spoke first and told Lao Qi to find Zichun.
Qilang didn't say anything, didn't even nod his head, turned around and left the thatched hut, looking in the direction he seemed to be walking directly down the mountain.
"The third child, Yingping, he..."
Seeing Qilang leaving without looking back, Wen Junchen turned to look at Ji Yangyu again. Although he usually dealt with things calmly, this time it was really something serious. First of all, he really knows nothing about spiritual practice, and secondly, Yingping is his direct disciple, not to mention Yingping's extraordinary background. If there is any mistake, not only will he be ashamed of his master, but even the teacher will be implicated. Thinking of this, Wen Junchen felt a little restless.
"Your Majesty, if the third child says it's no big deal, then it's no big deal. You have to believe him." The gentleman, who had been silent all this time, saw that his beloved disciple was a little panicked, so he opened his mouth to comfort him.
"Cultivating the 'Breath of Heaven and Earth' originally requires a step-by-step process, first 'feeling', then 'transporting', then 'hiding', and finally 'releasing'. This kid practiced on his own and followed the book to the letter. For the first time, he felt Then I thought about luck and transformation, just like a child running before he can stand up, how can he avoid falling?"
Ji Yangyu saw that the second senior brother was worried, so he made a simple gesture to explain to him.
"Then...did he fall hard?"
"Heavy!"
"Then why has my junior brother never suffered such a disaster?"
Thinking of Ye Changshan, Ji Yangyu couldn't help but sigh, and said with some worry: "Because, if the junior brother has not realized it, how can he luck in it?"
Wen Junchen lowered his head to taste it carefully for a while, and then immediately understood the meaning of Ji Yangyu's words.
"This kid, just got the sun off casually?" Ji Yang said to himself playfully at this time, completely ignoring the disbelief in Wen Junchen's eyes next to him.
"After all, it is the blood of the Tian family." The gentleman said with a smile at this time.
"Then... As long as Yingping is fine... As long as it's fine..."
Ji Yang Yuye imitated the teacher's tone and said calmly: "Well, after all, it is the blood of the Tian family, second senior brother, don't worry."
Seeing his husband and Ji Yang saying this, Wen Junchen calmed down a little, looked at Yingping lying on the bed and sighed silently, falling into deep thought again.
After a while, Wen Junchen seemed to have thought of something. He walked up to the teacher, bowed, and asked softly: "Teacher, Yingping made a big mistake this time and violated the rules. According to the rules, he should be severely punished."
The Master knows this honest and upright disciple deeply. If he really wants to punish Yingping, he will definitely not report or ask for instructions from him. Now that he has come here to report this matter, he must have other purposes. So at this time, Mr. just sat there quietly, looking at Wen Junchen without saying a word, with a little confusion and curiosity in his eyes.
Feeling his teacher's gaze, Wen Junchen quickly explained: "On normal days, the student would have punished him heavily, but this time he has suffered so much torture that he may not be able to get out of bed for ten days and a half... The student is thinking The 'whip' is for the time being...there is no need to ask for it for the time being..."
Even though the master and apprentice were as close as father and son, Wen Junchen also stopped at this time and stood quietly aside, waiting for his husband's words.
The gentleman just sat in his chair quietly. He closed his eyes tightly and seemed not to hear Wen Junchen's words. He did not open his eyes for a long time and seemed to have fallen asleep again.
Wen Junchen stood aside and did not dare to disturb, waiting respectfully.
Suddenly, the gentleman opened his eyes as if he woke up from a dream. He looked straight ahead at Yingping lying on the bed. Without moving his eyes to Wen Junchen beside him, he stood up and said: "Haha, your disciple, you can take care of yourself." That’s fine, no need to ask me for instructions.”
After that, he walked to the bed and checked the disciple's pulse again. After confirming, he turned and walked out of the house.
"Teacher, where are you going?"
"Let him sleep here tonight, and he will go to the library as a teacher."
"Disciple...let the teacher suffer."
Wen Junchen felt a little guilty and bowed reverently towards his husband's leaving figure.
Seeing his husband leaving, Ji Yangyu was about to leave. He walked to the second senior brother, gently patted Wen Junchen on the shoulder, and then left the room.
…
For three whole days, Yingping was in a coma, and Wen Junchen also stayed with him in the shabby room for three whole days.
Every day, Ye Changshan brought some meals and visited Yingping. In the past few days, he had also stopped all his studies and practice, and spent every day facing the cliff. As a master, he could not lead by example. Although he did not directly violate the rules of the sect. Rules, but also dereliction of duty. Every time he saw Yingping in a coma, Ye Changshan always felt regretful in his heart. If he hadn't been obsessed with ghosts, if he had adhered to his principles, if he had... it's a pity that there was no if.
Looking at Wen Junchen's bloodshot eyes, he must have not had a good rest in the past few days.
Indeed, Wen Junchen didn't get much rest in the past three days. When he was hungry, he would eat a few mouthfuls of cold food. When he was sleepy, he would lie on the table and sleep for a while. Once Yingping coughed or made any noise, Wen Junchen always immediately woke up from his sleep. I woke up with a start and immediately went to check. Sometimes he looked at Yingping in a daze, and sometimes he looked out the window in a daze. He didn't even think about reading, and only looked forward to Yingping waking up soon.
"Dad...Dad..."
Suddenly, Yingping's weak voice came from behind. Hearing the sound, Wen Junchen hurriedly walked to the bed and put his ear to it, but he only heard Yingping mumbling incomprehensible words.
"Water...water..."
Perhaps his mouth was too dry, but Yingping said these words "water" with great urgency.
"Okay! Water...water..."
Wen Junchen was overjoyed and ran to the side to scoop up a small ladle of water. He held Yingping's head and slowly poured the warm water into his mouth. Yingping swallowed weakly, coughed a few times, and said again: "Dad...Dad..."
"Yingping - Yingping - wake up!"
Seeing that Yingping's voice was slightly louder, Wen Junchen shook his body slightly.
Yingping slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds at this moment, and it took a lot of effort to hold them up.
"father......?
Yingping was confused for a while, and his vision was also hazy. He has been in chaos these past few days, everything seems to be in a dream, and everything is so real. In the dream, he saw his biological father. His appearance and figure were very similar to that of that person. Therefore, when he opened his eyes and saw the figure of the person in front of him, he would shout out this word in confusion.
How could Wen Junchen care about all this? He was so happy to see Yingping awake. After three days of waiting, he finally waited for this moment and said excitedly: "Yingping, I am your master!"
"Master...?"
Yingping squinted and took a closer look. Who was this person if he wasn't Wen Junchen?
"Master..."
Ying Ping wanted to get up, but as soon as he tried his best, he found that his limbs were not working, and even his body was no longer his own.
"Master, I... what's wrong with me? Why is my body... unconscious..."
"You have been unconscious for three days and three nights. Please lie down."
"Three days and nights?"
"Yes, your unauthorized practice of Breath of Heaven and Earth will damage your meridians. If your third uncle hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid..."
Yingping tried hard to recall everything that happened that day, and it seemed that the last thing he saw before he fell into coma was indeed Ji Yangyu.
"You lie on the bed and don't move."
move? I really want to move... Yingping thought helplessly.
"Qi Lang has gone down the mountain to find Junior Sister Zichun. Third Junior Brother said that your body is not seriously injured and he will treat your injuries when she comes back."
Is this also called 'nothing serious'? I am afraid that only the mouth and eyes can move in the whole body. Even if the fifth master uncle is rejuvenated, this cannot be said lightly. But since Uncle Third Master said it, let’s just believe it once...
I don't know if it was an illusion caused by being comatose for too long. Yingping vaguely felt that his master's temperament today was completely different from that in the past. In the past, his master always had a serious look, especially when the two of them didn't study hard or made mistakes. He was particularly harsh when he was there. In addition, he always locked himself in the room in recent days and didn't know what to write. He was very gloomy and didn't smile when they met. It even made Yingping and Ye Changshan feel a little scared. At this time, Wen Junchen looked concerned, which was so different from the previous days that it made Yingping feel a little flattered.
Are you still dreaming? If he hadn't been unable to move at this moment, Ying Ping would have pinched himself.
"Master...I'm hungry..."
"Hungry? Oh, good! Good!"
Yingping hadn't eaten any grains for three days and three nights, so he was naturally so hungry that his front belly pressed against his back.
When Wen Junchen heard that Yingping wanted to eat, he hurriedly took the food to the bedside, lifted him up with one hand and pinched off pieces of steamed buns with the other and put them into his mouth.
Seeing that Wen Junchen didn't seem to blame himself, Yingping felt a little uncomfortable. Logically speaking, he had caused such a big trouble. With his understanding of the master, it would not be an exaggeration to expel him from the master. But now But he was so caring that he couldn't help but be curious.
"Master..."
"What's wrong? Is the steamed bun cold or hard?"
"No...it's not."
Wen Junchen put down the food in his hands and looked at Yingping in confusion.
"Master, this disciple has caused such a big trouble...are you...not angry? Master...isn't he angry...?"
"Angry? You've lost half of your life. How can I be angry as a teacher?" After holding back such a question for a long time, Wen Junchen, the living treasure disciple, felt dumbfounded for a moment.
"What happened to him in that gown?"
"Little junior brother, it's nothing wrong. It's just that I have been facing the cliff every day these past few days and thinking about my past."
"Oh...it's okay..."
Wen Junchen looked at his disciple who seemed to be ashamed, and sighed softly: "This time you violated the sect rules, violated the teacher's training, and practiced secretly without authorization. I originally wanted to punish you heavily, but I think you have been seriously injured and need to calm down. Cultivation, I have begged my master to let you go. This great calamity... should be your punishment."
Looking at Wen Junchen's haggard face, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and his tone of voice filled with helplessness and distress, Yingping felt some unspeakable emotions in his heart, imagining his master begging for mercy for him, it must be very difficult... ...
Wen Junchen seemed to feel Yingping's state of mind, smiled and said: "You should take a good rest, I will ask my junior brother to accompany you later."
After that, he put Ying Ping'an away and left the house.
