Of course, in the end, Shen Zhixian still couldn't hold the little hedgehog apprentice, but he did. He was afraid that he would be stabbed and leaked on the spot... Cough, stabbed into a honeycomb.
Shen Zhixian, who felt that he had grasped the way of a little apprentice, lifted off the boy's thin shirt happily, and then his heart sank in half.
The wound was even worse than he imagined.
The unique chill of the Punishment Whip lingered on the wound, and the bruises were piled up darkly and never dissipated. It looked extremely terrifying. The dark blood poured out from the cracked scab and washed away the black ointment.
At first glance, the ointment looked like an ordinary ointment, and the taste was subtle and the effect was extremely poor. Probably Yan Jin used this ointment these days, so the wound didn't heal for a long time.
Shen Zhixian used gauze dipped in a special potion to clean up the wound for him. As soon as he touched the skin, Yan Jin trembled slightly, his muscles tightened, the wound was squeezed, and the blood flowed even more.
Shen Zhixian patted his arm casually with the other hand, and said soothingly, "Relax."
A piece of gauze was quickly stained with blood. It was extremely painful to handle the wound in this way. Shen Zhixian was worried that Yan Jin would not be able to bear it, so he deliberately distracted him by chatting: "Where's Ya Ya? Is he still hooking you? It's strange, this little guy is so close to you... "
After he spoke for a few times, Yan Jin whispered "um" slightly and cautiously, and his back tightened even more.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
He admits that he has worked very hard to spread goodwill! What the hell did the original body do! Force a good young boy to look like this!
Shen Zhixian was helpless and fell silent. Originally, he wanted to ask Yan Jin why he didn't use the elixir he sent, but now that he thought about it, he probably didn't dare to use it.
Afraid that he would move his hands and feet.
Wrap the bandage round by round, wrapping the last piece around to tie a knot. Shen Zhixian simply put the two pieces of bandage into his hand and let him tie it by himself, got up to clean his hands, flipped through the storage bag, and found Yan Jin's flowing cloud pattern brocade.
For a moment, Yan Jin had already tied the bandages in silence, and his proficiency was heart-wrenching.
Shen Zhixian called out "A Jin", took a deep breath, handed the flowing cloud pattern ribbon to the boy, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."
Yan Jin shuddered when she saw the familiar brocade ribbon, almost grabbed it back in her hand, and flipped it over and over again, making sure it was the one she had lost, and he was relieved, and then reacted with hindsight. Come here - what did Shen Zhixian say just now
In the silence, Yan Jin tugged at the lost and found ribbon tightly, feeling ridiculous.
Feel sorry.
Shen Zhixian was actually saying sorry to him.
What are you sorry for? Are you sorry for the past, or is there a new way of tormenting people, or...
Yan Jin turned his head to the side and looked at Shen Zhixian, there was a slight irony in his dark eyes, and he couldn't tell if he didn't look carefully. He said slowly, "Master, have you been taken away?"
Shen Zhixian: "..."
The main character and the protagonist are both so sensitive!
He opened his mouth to deny it with difficulty: "Seize the house? How could it be..." After a pause, he said solemnly: "I have thought about a lot for the teacher in the past few days. In the past, many things were indeed too much for the teacher. In the future, this will not be the case for the teacher. ."
He admits that his attitude is quite serious and sincere. Recently, he personally took people off the cliff, retrieved the ribbon, and delivered medicine. He has been working hard to clean up...
But when Yan Jin listened to his words, he just lowered his head and picked up his shirt, put it on on his own, and silently expressed his disbelief in silence.
Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, and thawing is not just a moment's task... Shen Zhixian comforted himself frantically in his heart, so that he could resist the urge to hug the boy and beg him for forgiveness.
It doesn't matter, he is still alive. In the more than a year of accepting Yan Jin as his apprentice, the only thing that Yuan Shen has done is the Tibetan sword pavilion. In most cases, Yuan Shen ignored and condoned Yan Shen and the other little disciples who made Yan Jin difficult on trivial matters.
The most extreme and cruel thing, the thing that broke Yan Jin's spiritual root, has not happened yet - Shen Zhixian remembers that it happened after Yan Jin thought about the cliff, but fortunately, the original body was worn by him before he had time to commit sins. come over.
It's a good time, and it didn't make things worse to the point of terrifying.
Shen Zhixian just breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought about the Tibetan sword pavilion, and had a headache.
He has been paying attention to the Tibetan sword pavilion for the past few days, but the people behind Yan Shen tidied up too quickly and cleanly. He has not been able to figure out the bottom line of all kinds of people since he first arrived. Can only say.
This is destined to never come to light—at least not yet.
Shen Zhixian felt that he was a scumbag, and just after he apologized, he was about to tell others that I couldn't find out for you the grievances you suffered.
He hesitated and vaguely mentioned a sentence, and Yan Jin immediately reacted. After being silent for a while, he only said: "It doesn't matter what happens to the disciple's cheap life, Master don't have to worry about it."
Shen Zhixian couldn't hear such arrogant words, he frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you're fine."
"What's good?" The boy asked back, with a faint irony in his eyes, whether he was mocking Shen Zhixian or self-deprecating.
Shen Zhixian was at a loss for words, he is the protagonist, what is the protagonist good, of course the protagonist can be anything! Hair loss is also a treasure!
Shen Zhixian paused for a moment, Yan Jin pretended that he had nothing to say, stood up silently, bowed respectfully to him, and turned to retreat.
Shen Zhixian reached out and pulled his arm subconsciously, Yan Jin had been quietly guarding against him, he immediately reacted, turned his side quietly, and Shen Zhixian only grabbed his sleeve.
With no strength, he even loosened his collar, revealing a thin collarbone with a delicate curvature, which instantly attracted Shen Zhixian's attention.
Shen Zhixian: "..." He quickly withdrew his hand, coughed lightly to cover it up, and blurted out while Yan Jin watched silently, "Hello... You look good."
Yan Jin: "..."
Yan Jin: "?"
He froze for a moment, and then walked out the door without looking back.
Shen Zhixian... Shen Zhixian felt that his face was flushed, and he just wanted to get under the bed and pretend he couldn't come out.
He watched Yan Jin go out, rested his forehead, and added vaguely, "Come here at night..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yan Jin's footsteps a little faster, and disappeared with a squeak.
"... Change the medicine again." He finished his words slowly and sighed.
The little disciples who were caught to work were very quick, and they quickly packed up the small empty house. When they were about to come to find Shen Zhixian to return to life, they saw Yan Jin strode out of Shen Zhixian's house.
His clothes were disheveled and his face pale, and one of the sharp-eyed little disciples could easily see the tips of his slightly red ears.
Young disciple: "... ah?"
The two young disciples that Shen Zhixian brought up this time were just beginning students, and they were at the age when they were very curious about everything. The two of them didn't know much about the contradiction between their master and apprentice, and the gossip heart that was polluted by the secular language was still alive and kicking.
Seeing that Yan Jin entered the room without saying a word or looking back, the two little disciples looked at each other with curious expressions.