During the illness, in addition to the suffering of several patients, there was also one person who was tormented inhumanly. This person, surnamed Xu, was in charge of helping Nie Bufan see a doctor. Later, the chickens began to appear abnormal. He was "invited" as a veterinarian. put it back. As a result, within two days, other people in Jiwo Village fell ill again, so he was called again.
After several days of diagnosis, the patient has not improved, and Dr. Xu's mood is abnormally gloomy. He is not very courageous, his medical skills are also ordinary, he has no intention of harming others, and he does not have the great sentiment of hanging a pot to save the world, so he euphemistically expressed that he asked the people in Jiwo Village to ask for another clever man, but he was rejected by all the patients.
The treasure of Duobao sage is just outside Jiwo Village, so it is not advisable to attract too many idle people. Besides, Si Chenyu and the others didn't think their illness was serious. Didn't that guy Nie Bufan jump around in two days? They were obviously infected by him. There was no reason for the frail Nie Bufan to recover so quickly, but they had to hire another genius!
After tossing back and forth several times, Dr. Xu also accepted his fate and simply packed up his clothes and settled down in Jiwo Village.
He probably couldn't afford to offend any of the people in this little village.
It's just weird, how could this group of people get sick en masse
Although Si Chenyu and others were ill, their activities were not hindered. Every day, they dangled in front of Nie Bufan with haggard faces, making silent accusations.
Nie Bufan despised their naivety, just worried that they would spread the virus, so he made a mask for each person, and "carefully" embroidered different patterns on it to distinguish them. His craftsmanship can be imagined. It is absolutely abstract. In the eyes of others, chickens of various colors such as yellow, green, and red are described as monkeys, turtles, and foxes.
In fact, in a sense, it is quite realistic...
Therefore, there are men and women with masks everywhere in Jiwo Village.
"Quack doctor, quack doctor!" Li Huai said angrily, "Can you cure the disease? Why can't it be cured for so long?"
Dr. Xu shrank his neck and rushed out of Li Huai's house.
Nie Bufan happened to pass by, and Li Huai couldn't help but feel indignant when he saw it: "Why are you getting better so quickly?"
Probably through the mutation of the chickens, the virus has advanced. Nie Bufan thought to himself, but he whispered: "I am very talented, how can you and other mortals be compared?"
Li Huai was suffocated and coughed.
Nie Bufan reassured: "Don't lose your temper casually, it's better this way, look at Xiaogen (Alpaca), his calm expression has never changed."
Li Huai subconsciously looked at the strange creature rushing past outside the yard, the expression on his face was a little distorted.
"Okay, take care of it, I'm going to cook."
Although Nie Bufan is not forgiving, he is very careful about food and hygiene, and most of the work is done by one person. Every night in the dead of night, he would quietly go to other people's rooms to visit, in case the temperature dropped at night and his condition changed.
"Bufan, will you stay with me tonight?"
That night, after visiting Zhang Junshi, Nie Bufan was about to leave when he grabbed his arm.
Zhang Junshi lay on the bed, looked at him with bright eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "We haven't been alone for a long time."
Nie Bufan smiled and said, "Okay!"
He put down the candlestick, took off the coat that was casually draped over him, and nimbly got into the quilt.
Zhang Junshi stretched out his hand and took him into his arms, feeling the icy touch from his skin, and sighed comfortably.
"Is it hard?" Nie Bufan asked softly.
"It's okay." Zhang Junshi replied.
"I know what it's like to be sick." Nie Bufan opened his eyes, his eyes faint, as if he was remembering something.
Zhang Junshi touched his head and comforted: "Don't worry, who hasn't been sick? It'll be fine in a few days."
Nie Bufan nodded indiscriminately, and the two of them lay embracing each other. Under the dim light, they looked extraordinarily warm, without a trace of lust.
After a long while, Nie Bufan said again: "Zhang Sanjun, you must get well as soon as possible. Without your help, I can't even sleep late."
"..." Emotions are the point
"Bufan, I have something to ask you." Zhang Junshi said suddenly.
"What's up?"
"Do you want the treasure of Saint Duobao?"
"What?" Nie Bufan was a little puzzled, "What happened to the treasure of Saint Duobao?"
"As the holder of the fifth key, you have the same right to share the treasure equally as the other four." Zhang Junshi said slowly, "However, you are only a commoner, and you are weak, and you may not only get it in the end. The treasure that should be there, will cause trouble instead."
"Oh." Nie Bufan said casually, "I'm not very interested in treasures, it doesn't matter if they take them all."
Zhang Junshi smiled. The person in his arms likes to count the coins in the money jar, but he treats unexpected wealth like rubbish. He seems to care about everything, but he has a more indifferent and open-minded mentality than anyone else.
"Nevertheless, it is necessary to take precautions." Zhang Junshi said again, "Si Wangye and others are protecting you, but the family behind them may not have no selfish intentions. The inside of the powerful and powerful is complicated and involves interests, and it is even more difficult to guard against. I am afraid that when the time comes, Si Wangye Waiting for others to take care of themselves.”
Nie Bufan pouted, "What does it have to do with me? I'm just a broken citizen in Jiwo Village. I don't fight or rob. They can take whatever they want, so they can cause trouble?"
"Hehe, don't you know that there is a saying in the world that 'to treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain'? They are not high-ranking princes and nobles, and ordinary gold and silver treasures do not enter their eyes at all, what they want is unique technology and unique rare treasures."
Nie Bufan sighed, "You ignorant human beings."
"..." Zhang Junshi was silent for a moment, then said helplessly, "Seriously, what I'm telling you is a matter of life and death!"
"Oh."
"So, no matter what you do, it will not reduce their suspicion of you." Zhang Junshi continued, "They will doubt, why do you, a commoner, possess the fifth key to unlock the treasure? Is it from someone? Stolen it? If one of the forces suddenly came out and claimed that the key was originally theirs, how should you argue? Those who dare to intervene strongly in this treasure battle must be powerful enough to compete with the other four.”
Nie Bufan was silent.
Zhang Junshi paused and asked hesitantly, "Bufan, can you tell me where your key came from?"
Nie Bufan touched his nose and replied, "I already knew the location of the treasure house, and the key was found at the entrance of the underwater passage of the treasure house."
"Why did Saint Duobao bury the treasure here?" Zhang Junshi pondered for a while, and then asked, "Bufan, who is the former village chief of Jiwo Village?"
"I don't know." Nie Bufan didn't lie. When he crossed over, the old man didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he took the initiative to help him settle down in the mountain village, and then he returned without a last word. What's even more amazing is that he has even dug his own cemetery and prepared a golden nanmu coffin for himself, as if he had been waiting for a long time to fall asleep.
Zhang Junshi didn't have any doubts, just said: "I checked your identity when I stayed in Jiwo Village."
"Ah?" Nie Bufan glared at him.
Zhang Junshi smiled and said, "I believe other people have also checked it. This place should have been called Wuming Village, and Jiwo Village was just a name you made up your mind later."
"Where is the image of Jiwo Village in Wuming Village?"
"Yes, it really lives up to its name." Zhang Junshi added, "What really surprises me is that for hundreds of years, Jiwo Village has no more than 10 villagers. Later, it even became an isolated village, and only the village chief lived alone. , passed down from generation to generation.”
"This situation has to make me suspect..." Zhang Junshi looked at Nie Bufan and said word by word, "Every generation of village chiefs in Jiwo Village is actually a descendant of Duobao Saint and a treasure guardian."
Nie Bufan rolled his eyes and played with Zhang Junshi's hair without commenting.
When Zhang Junshi saw his innocent face, he knew that this guy was going to pretend to be stupid again.
This time, Village Chief Nie was wronged. He was the one who didn't know about it. Pretending to be foolish too much, on the contrary, makes others think that what they see through foolishness is the truth.
"Bufan, you have to take good care of this identity." Zhang Junshi suggested, "I want everyone to know that you are the successor of Duobao sage, and you are fully qualified to share the treasure. Duobao sage once said that as long as you collect five keys, The treasure can be opened. The person who holds the key has the right to share the treasure equally. Although you have no prominent status, you are the rightful heir. If the treasure sage scattered the keys, you don't even need to share it with others. The key he left at the entrance to the treasure was probably prepared for his descendants."
"What do you mean..." Nie Bufan understood a little, Zhang Junshi was trying to build momentum for him. As the descendant of Duobao sage, even the emperor did not question his qualifications.
"Leave this to me." Zhang Junshi kissed his forehead and smiled, "Although you don't have any coveted heart for the treasure, it's better to share some households. In the future, you can build a few comfortable houses or expand the chicken. field or something."
"Yeah." Nie Bufan nodded, "I also want to open a zoo, plant some fruit trees, and maybe raise a few babies in the future."
Zhang Junshi's face darkened, and he said dangerously, "Whose baby is raising?"
"Anyone will do." Nie Bufan said with a longing, "a group of bare-ass children running all over the mountains and fields, how wonderful life should be."
Zhang Junshi couldn't help but imagine the scene of a large group of chickens around the apron occupying the top of the mountain, and he subconsciously fought a cold war.
No, he had to stop Nie Bufan's unrealistic thoughts immediately.
Zhang Junshi held his face, and said cautiously, "Bufan, men can't have children! We must have this awareness, children and so on are just floating clouds."
Nie Bufan hummed a few times, obviously disapproving.
Zhang Junshi bit his lips and said in a low voice, "Resign yourself, I won't let you have time to think about children."
Saying that, he rolled over and pressed down on him, burying his head and starting to work.
Smell the breath on his body, feel the heat in his lower abdomen, no headache or runny nose...