"Lin Xuan's left shoulder was almost crippled, and Ji Ruxue only had one breath left, but everything is fine now. She just needs to rest for a while."
Jiang Yunqing gave an overview of the situation of Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue before and now, and then subconsciously looked at the stove. He hadn't eaten anything for a day. He was not hungry, but he was a little greedy and wanted to eat something.
But it didn't matter, but he found that the stove was gone, and there were a few broken black bricks randomly placed next to it. Jiang Yunqing's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened.
"Master, who did this stove provoke? Why was it demolished?"
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!"
Uncle Yang muttered to himself and sat down. When he came to his senses, he seemed to remember Jiang Yunqing's warm words just now and pointed to the newly added yard on the right.
"Zhang Yuan and Hanba felt that it was not good for the stove to be placed in the main courtyard, so they dismantled it and moved it there."
"oh!"
Jiang Yunqing responded, but didn't pay much attention to it. He just mentioned it casually, pinched his mouth, and sat down next to Uncle Yang.
"By the way, master, do you have anything to eat? I haven't eaten anything this day, so I drank some hot tea. My mouth is so bitter!"
"What is your identity? How can Prince Qi's Mansion deprive you of food? Do you know that you will come back after eating at Prince Qi's Mansion? You just know that coming here will annoy your family!"
Uncle Yang scolded him angrily, annoyed that his great disciple didn't take good care of his health. He had to ensure that he had enough energy to treat illnesses and save people!
If something goes wrong because of this, wouldn't that mean we are irresponsible for the patient and the injured?
Especially these two injured people, one is his apprentice’s wife, and the other is his apprentice’s wife!
But Jiang Yunqing took out his ears, going in one ear and out the other. After his master finished speaking, he complained: "Master, why are you becoming more and more like an old woman? I am the King of Heaven, so what else can you do?" Watching Xingyun's two daughters-in-law lying on the bed with serious injuries and dying, and then eating as if nothing happened?"
"Snapped!"
Uncle Yang scalped Jiang Yunqing's forehead, and then glared at Jiang Yunqing: "I'm tired of dragging you to the point of shitting and peeing, but now you, the evil disciple, despise me for being verbose. This It’s because the wings are hard!”
"Please, Master, when you accepted me as your disciple, I was already able to take care of myself, and all my poop and urine fell into the pit, not on you!"
Jiang Yunqing continued to complain, but then he showed his pale face in front of Uncle Yang, showing a weak look: "Master, you stutterer, you are really hungry!"
"Evil disciple, evil disciple... How did you teach you how to dress when you were a master?"
Uncle Yang blew his beard and stared for a long time, then he thought of such a thing, told this thing that proved that Jiang Yunqing was brought up by his hand, and shouted into the room: "Little boy, get your master something to eat." Things come out!”
"okay!"
Jiang Tong in the room responded, and then began to rummage through the boxes.
Although he shouted "evil disciple" and "evil disciple", Uncle Yang still cared about this apprentice who had raised him single-handedly. Looking at Jiang Yunqing's pale face, the anger on his face disappeared and turned to calm down. .
"Why are you spending so much? Are you bleeding yourself again?"
Jiang Yunqing thought for a while, the life essence tempered in the Shennong Cauldron was equivalent to his blood essence, and then nodded.
Uncle Yang glanced at Jiang Yunqing, saw Jiang Yunqing nodded, and sighed: "Hey~, although your blood is indeed better than many decoctions, you have to know that a person's blood is limited. If you lose too much, you will be injured. With your own foundation, when you need to use medicine to treat illnesses and save people, use medicine!”
"Yeah, I remember!"
Jiang Yunqing nodded again. He knew very well that his master was for his own good and there was no need to refute.
However, I silently said in my heart: I will do it again next time!
He raised his eyes towards the entrance of the courtyard, pointed at the general who was standing not far away without saying a word, and said, "Master, this general's Corpse Ancestor will rest here with us, and we will ask the boy to clean up a room for her later!"
Seeing that Jiang Yunqing finally mentioned him, the general waved to Uncle Yang and said hello.
"Good evening, old gentleman!"
For Uncle Yang, the generals really don’t know what to call him. Let’s not mention Hou Qing’s mental illness. He is simply lowered in rank. From Jiang Yunqing’s point of view, Uncle Yang is her elder, but from Xiao Qinghuan’s point of view, Yang Regarding the relationship between the uncle and Xiao Qinghuan, it was almost enough for Uncle Yang to call her "master".
Therefore, the general chose to call him "Old Sir". Although Uncle Yang may not be as old as her, he looks much older than her, so it is not wrong to call him that way.
Uncle Yang nodded towards the general as a response, then turned back to look at his great disciple with a strange look.
It seems to be asking: How many days has it been? Did you just hook up with this Corpse Ancestor?
Jiang Yunqing blinked in confusion, a flash of absurdity flashed through his deep eyes, as if he was answering: What kind of hookup? Nothing!
"Crack!"
Just as Jiang Yunqing and Uncle Yang were making eye contact, Jiang Tong pushed the door open and walked out with a plate. When he saw Jiang Yunqing, he took small steps of joy and said sweetly: "Master!"
Immediately, he placed a plate of pastries in front of Jiang Yunqing. With a pair of big bright eyes, he looked at his master, thinking: Why is the master so good-looking?
"Ahem~"
Uncle Yang coughed, interrupted his disciple's infatuation with his disciple, and said: "Little boy, go clean a room for this... general Zhizu!"
Just as the generals didn't know how to address Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang also didn't know how to address the generals, so he had no choice but to call his general Shi Zu in a formal way.
"Oh~"
Jiang Tong was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted, came to the general's side with a smile, and took the general's hand.
"Sister Jiangchen, come with me!"
"good!"
The general nodded, and held Jiang Tong's little hand with his backhand. He moved his fingers from time to time, adjusted his position and rubbed Jiang Tong's little hand.
The night she first came to Jianlu Villa, she discovered that Jiang Tong's hands were unusual, otherwise she wouldn't have taken Jiang Tong to do her nails together.
It's just that although Jiang Tong's hands are good, they have not yet reached the level of treasures in her eyes. But now that she has discovered the specialness of Jiang Yunqing's body, she wants to compare the similarities and differences between Jiang Tong's hands and Jiang Yunqing's.
I want to see if this is because the master and the apprentice have practiced the same technique. Otherwise, it makes no sense that the hands of the master and the apprentice, who are not related by blood, are much more perfect than ordinary people!
