The outer seven rings.
Green bamboo forest, outside the green bamboo courtyard.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa""
"Okay, Xiaobai!" Feng Ling pushed away his furry head and said with a smile, "Just now, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and you don't recognize us anymore!"
"Ho, ho!" Hearing this, Xiaobai seemed to understand. He roared twice and gave way to the bluestone paved path leading to the bamboo courtyard.
Immediately, when Feng Ling and Mo Yu walked by, Xiao Bai walked around for a few times and lay down beside the fence outside the courtyard, taking a nap.
"It's so abominable!"
Moyu looked away with an indignant look on his face.
This White Tiger Evil Spirit King is a tiger, and he is actually used as a watchdog by Ji Sheng and the others!
"That's all, don't cause any trouble!"
Feng Ling shook his head slightly. He just landed and walked over, and was almost bitten by it!
Although Feng Ling also felt a little unhappy in his heart, since Xiaobai had been sent away by him, he couldn't care about what others liked.
"Yes." Hearing this, Moyu nodded knowingly and silently mourned for Xiaobai for a few seconds. As for his indignant remarks just now, it was purely out of sympathy.
In the green bamboo courtyard.
"noob?"
The roar of tigers outside the courtyard stopped, and was replaced by a burst of footsteps. The stunned people in the courtyard immediately moved after hearing the news: "Who is it? Who is outside?"
Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling and Mo Yu arrived hand in hand.
The people in the courtyard hurried forward to greet them, with a pair of gray and tired eyes looking bright and joking: "Hey, it turns out that the Lord of the City is here!"
I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the hospital on crutches. From a distance, his hair is sparse and messy, and his figure is as weak as a bolt of lightning.
Looking closely, his face is dull, thin and haggard, as if he has suffered from various injuries and injuries, but also as if his yang energy has been sucked dry.
"You, are you Xiang Qiubai?" Moyu rolled her big, lively eyes, feeling unbelievable.
Feng Ling also looked like he had seen a ghost, and kept thinking: This shouldn't be the case. It should have been more than half a year, and Xiang Qiubai's injury should have been healed long ago. Why is he still in such a desolate state? Could it be that...it hurts the origin?
"Senior Brother Qiubai, have you... hurt your origin?" Thinking of this, Feng Ling felt a strong sense of guilt and guilt in his heart.
"Injury to the origin? Uh, almost... that's right!" Hearing this, Xiang Qiubai hesitated for a while, but saw that Moyu's figure had not moved, and Feng Ling looked at him with eyes full of self-blame and regret.
So, Xiang Qiubai quickly lowered his voice, leaned close to Feng Ling's left ear, and added in a low voice: "Actually, it has nothing to do with you, and it's not as serious as you think. It's just a little back pain. It will take some time to recover. It can be restored!”
Ah this...
After hearing the other party talk about the back pain in a coy manner, Feng Ling understood in an instant.
Sorry for disturbing you!
I shouldn't have said anything, I shouldn't have asked!
"You still have to be restrained!"
Feng Ling also lowered her voice and replied with an embarrassed look on her face, but saw Moyu approaching curiously, "You two grown men are whispering to each other, what are you talking about?" The two of them quickly changed their words.
"Hey, I'm so confused that I forgot to invite you to sit and chat in the courtyard. Please!" With that, Xiang Qiubai welcomed Feng Ling and Moyu in.
Entering the courtyard, the three of them sat around the stone table. They could vaguely smell the smokey air mixed with a faint burnt smell.
Feng Ling's heart moved slightly, and she took the initiative to mention: "I have offended many people in the past, but I don't know Sister Sheng..."
However, before Feng Ling finished speaking, a voice came from the back room: "Bai Lang, it's time to drink medicine!"
I saw that the firewood door of the back room suddenly opened, and a large jet of black smoke escaped in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, a woman with disheveled hair and sideburns carefully wrapped a pungent hot decoction in a coarse cloth kerchief, not only paying attention to her steps, but also stepping on affectionate lotus steps.
"Ahem, Sheng'er, there are guests here! Look up and see who they are!" Xiang Qiubai quickly pretended to cough as a reminder.
Hearing this, Ji Sheng realized that there were outsiders in the courtyard, and suddenly restrained his posture and raised his eyes.
"Feng, Feng Ling... Mo, Mo Jade!"
Looking clearly at a pair of handsome men and beautiful women with slight smiles on their faces in the courtyard, Ji Sheng couldn't help but tremble slightly and almost dropped the medicine to the ground.
In addition, Ji Sheng raised his eyes.
But you see, Ji Sheng's pretty face is rosy and shiny, her body is plump and graceful, and her whole body is plump and glowing with the alluring charm of a mature woman.
Completely different from Xiang Qiubai's decadent and withered state, the two formed a stark contrast.
"Sister Sheng, long time no see!"
Seeing Ji Sheng take a deep breath, calm down and walk quickly, Feng Ling stood up with Moyu and said hello. Ji Sheng had a straight face and snorted coldly: "It's only half a year. How long do you think it will be?"
Suddenly, Feng Ling and Mo Yu's faces darkened. A few people just stood like this, staring at each other silently, without saying a word. The atmosphere gradually became depressing.
Xiang Qiu was sitting at the stone table, not even daring to take a breath. He could only look weakly at the three people standing on his left and right sides, facing each other.
"I happened to be passing by this time, so I shamelessly came to make trouble. Sister Sheng won't welcome us, right?"
"Pfft! It's true that you two didn't say hello to Sister Sheng in advance when you came, which made us not entertain you well. Wait a minute, I'll make tea for you!"
Just when Xiang Qiubai thought that Feng Ling and Ji Sheng would take action. Both parties couldn't hold it any longer and smiled one after another. Let go of grudges with a smile!
Immediately, Ji Sheng gently placed the medicinal poison beside the stone table and quickly went to the back room. Moyu suddenly became interested and went to help.
"This medicine tastes really bad, sour and bitter!"
Xiang Qiubai praised the hot air in the medicinal Gu, suddenly pinched his nose and took a sip. A pool of dark, sticky potion oozed from the bottom of the Gu.
Feng Ling glanced at it from the corner of his eye. There were probably more than ten kinds of precious medicinal materials in the medicinal Gu, such as Rehmannia glutinosa, Angelica sinensis, deer antler, old ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, wolfberry, etc., as well as a small amount of black centipede and red-tailed scorpion, and several were brewed together. Made in time.
