Qu Chunfeng didn't sleep on the bed, so he didn't care whether the bed was wet or dry, but only thought that since the merman was short of water, he must be immersed in water from head to tail, so he poured it directly on Lin Yuan.
The weight of this basin of water is quite considerable. When the head was poured down, a large pool of puddles accumulated on the bed, dripping down like a creek, and the ground was wet and muddy.
Lin Yuan was stunned for a while, then reacted, and looked at Qu Chunfeng subconsciously, but saw that the other party was standing by the bed with a wooden basin in his hand, waiting for his response. He only had to say a word, Immediately pour another pot over it.
"… "
What else could Lin Yuan say, he moved the tip of his tail half a beat slowly, indicating that it was enough.
Seeing this, Qu Chunfeng put the wooden basin back where it was, and was about to clean up the house when he heard footsteps suddenly coming from outside, guessing who was coming, he silently glanced at Linyuan, motioning him not to move. Then he went out and locked the door.
The person who came was Lin Bo. He lived in the fishing village for many years and was familiar with water, so it was not a big problem after the boat capsized that day. He swam to the shore by himself, with Qu Chunfeng's injury in mind, so I came to visit today. .
Lin Bo held a fishing rod in his hand and a basket of lively black fish. Seeing Qu Chunfeng coming out of the house, he stepped forward and asked with concern, "Young Master Qu, are you okay?"
Qu Chunfeng clenched his fists and saluted him, and said with a smile, "Thank you, old man, for your concern. It's just a little cold, but it's not a big problem."
It can be seen that Lin Bo feels a little embarrassed, thinking that he is old, and he takes a young man out of the boat. If the fish is not caught, it is not a problem, but he overturns the boat and falls into the water. The black fish soup is the most nourishing for the young master, and this basket of black fish is left for the young master to heal, and when you are healed, the old man will take you out to sea."
After he finished speaking, he handed the basket in his hand, and Qu Chunfeng took it subconsciously, wanting to pay him money, but remembering that his current status is just a poor scholar, he paused again, and had to say, "Chunfeng these days. I'm really sorry for the harassment, and I will definitely double the reward in the future if I have enough money for the trouble."
Lin Bo shook his head and said, "A basket of fish is not worth much. Your son is very polite."
After saying a few words, he said goodbye and left.
Qu Chunfeng stood there and watched him leave, looked at the basket of fish in his hand, and remembered that he hadn't eaten for a few days. Although he had mystic skills, his physique was only slightly better than that of ordinary people. Stronger, I haven't reached the state of inedia. Now that I have injuries on my body, I feel hungry.
He carried the fish back into the house, and found that the merman was lying on the edge of the bed waiting for him to come back, his body was slightly wet, with a few small drops of water, dripping down, fortunately he was still wearing clothes.
Qu Chunfeng remembered what happened yesterday, paused for a while, then put the basket of fish by his hand, and said with no emotion: "Eat it."
After he finished speaking, he found a piece of dry ground not far away and sat down. Rarely did not practice, but wiped the long sword with a black silk handkerchief.
Qu Chunfeng does not eat fish.
He killed too many in his last life.
In order to refine the medicine, he even cut open the bones and five internal organs of those mermaids. He couldn't treat them as his own kind, but he couldn't treat them as cattle and sheep.
Qu Chunfeng wiped the edge of the blade little by little, even though it was already clean, he still didn't stop moving, and was in a trance when suddenly a reel rolled over beside him. There were a total of four fish in it, and now there are two left. Is fluttering weakly inside.
give you to eat.
The basket silently expressed these three words.
Qu Chunfeng raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw Lin Yuan staring at him, the tears under his eyes were intoxicating, and when he wasn't smiling, he also had a three-point smile. He was wearing a blue shirt, showing half of his fair shoulders, which was in contrast to the dark blue one. The body complements each other perfectly, with a strand of hair around the fingertips, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of style.
She is a stunning beauty. Even though Qu Chunfeng has been clear-headed for a long time, sometimes he will be stunned. He simply stopped wiping his sword and looked at Linyuan for the first time, not knowing what he was thinking. , After a while, he asked without warning, "Do you have the same clan?"
If he could find another talking merman, Qu Chunfeng thought, he might be able to put this one in front of him.
This thought came up silently, with no beginning and no end, and even he himself couldn't find the root cause.
Lin Yuan didn't understand why he asked such a question, but he just ate the fish and was in a good mood, so he moved the tip of his tail as a nod. Merman is a social animal and naturally has the same clan.
When Qu Chunfeng heard the words, he paused, and then asked him again, "Do you know where it is?"
The knuckled fingertips unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.
Lin Yuan didn't move this time, just held his head, looked at him with a pair of dark blue eyes, then hooked his fingertips at him, smiled upside down all beings, and motioned him to come over.
Qu Chunfeng didn't move, he had been teased out of the shadows in his heart, his eyes slowly moved down and landed on the jade-like ink blue fishtail in Linyuan.
When he made the elixir for the monarch in his last life, he used all dead corpses. When the merman died, their scales would become dull and gray, and the color could not be seen clearly, so Qu Chunfeng did not remember that in his previous life Have you ever caught this shark
He slowly put the long sword into the sheath, and said in a low voice: "If you are willing to take me to the nest of the same clan, I will let you go."
let go
Lin Yuan thought to himself why he wanted to let it go. He still wanted to bring the human being in front of him back to be his partner. He turned over on the bed unwillingly, flicked his tail gently, and then rubbed against the quilt again.
It's so annoying, his estrus season is almost here.
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The disciples of Tianyi Sect disguised themselves as ordinary people, and have been stationed at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Qu Chunfeng's orders. Ming Xuan dressed up as a barefoot coachman with a hat on his head and a large burden on his shoulders, avoiding everyone's sight, and then sneaked up the mountain.
He was walking on a small road and was not discovered by the villagers. When he found the fishing house all the way, he looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, and once suspected that he was going the wrong way. When the carrier pigeons flew the news, it was clearly written here.
Ming Xuan glanced at the window, but he was so strict that he couldn't even see a hair, so he tentatively knocked on the door: "Eldest brother?"
Not long after, there was a slight sound of footsteps inside, and then the wooden door was opened with a creaking sound. Seeing that the visitor was Ming Xuan, Qu Chunfeng took the wooden door with his back and asked aloud, "Let you bring it with you. Did you bring anything?"
Ming Xuan saw that he was dressed as a civilian, and was still a little uncomfortable. Hearing that, he nodded, took off the burden on his shoulders and handed it to Qu Chunfeng: "Senior Brother, everything you want is here."
Qu Chunfeng took it and weighed the weight, only to feel that his tentacles were warm. He opened his eyes and saw that there were oil paper bags of different sizes, wrapped in steaming white steamed buns, and frowned. : "It's all steamed buns anyway."
This morning, he used a carrier pigeon to give Ming a publicity letter, asking him to bring some water and food, referring to rice noodles, not steamed buns.
Ming Xuan scratched his head, a little dazed, and explained aloud: "Senior brother, it's not all steamed buns, there are big meat buns underneath."
Qu Chunfeng: "..."
Forget it, talk is better than nothing.
Qu Chunfeng took the buns and kept blocking the door with his body: "Come back tomorrow and bring some rice."
Ming Xuan was still stunned: "Senior brother, these buns are enough for you to eat for seven days."
The system quietly observed in the dark, thinking how stupid this little junior brother is. Isn't the steamed buns all sour after seven days? Let senior brother eat sour steamed buns, but it's really yours.
Qu Chunfeng frowned: "I'll let you take it with you, no need to say more."
Ming Xuan had no choice but to do so, glanced at the fishing house in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Senior brother, where are you...?"
Qu Chunfeng said the same thing again: "You don't need to ask more, I have my own opinion. After you go down the mountain, send some disciples to Beijing to inquire about Master's news, and don't disturb anyone."
Ming Xuan didn't know what to think, so he paused: "Master, his old man must be safe and sound, senior brother don't have to worry about it, then I will go back first, and I will bring the rice and grain up the mountain tomorrow."
Qu Chunfeng urged, "Don't be discovered by the villagers."
Ming Xuan nodded, and then went down the mountain. He had a foundation in martial arts, and naturally he would not be discovered by those villagers.
Seeing Mingxuan leaving, Qu Chunfeng turned around and entered the room. He finally didn't meditate on the ground. He put down his burden and sat down at the table. He pinched his fingers and counted the days. But it's not far.
Lin Yuan heard the movement of Qu Chunfeng entering the house, and leaned out to look, only to see him sitting at the table eating steamed buns alone.
Qu Chunfeng sensed something faintly. He raised his eyes and looked over. The merman finally didn't do any seductive and outrageous actions. He just lay by the bed and watched himself eat. Seven, seven, eight, eight.
Qu Chunfeng threw a steamed bun over with a blank expression, and it just fell into Lin Yuan's arms. He raised his hand to catch it with a half-smile, and then blinked at Qu Chunfeng, who directly retracted his gaze. , without looking at him.
Lin Yuan was used to his wooden temper. He squeezed the hot bun in his hand, and then took a bite out of curiosity. He only felt that it was dry and tasteless, but the meat inside was fragrant, but it seemed that it was Qu Chunfeng. For the sake of it, I still ate it in one bite.
Before I knew it, it was night, and the waves were surging outside, beating against the shore one after another. It rained just last night, the night was clean, there were no stars, only a bright full moon hung.
Qu Chunfeng lit a candle as usual, and the orange candle light swayed gently, illuminating the hut brightly, adding a little warmth to the cold night.
Lin Yuan wondered if he realized that today was the night of the full moon, and rarely abandoned his usual lazy sitting posture without bones. He sat up and looked at it.
One of the things that Qu Chunfeng can't do every day is practice. He seems to be quite afraid of the merman sneaking from behind again and again. Tonight, he chose a place where he could see him when he looked up to meditate.
Lin Yuan looked a little restless, his dark blue eyes turned red for a moment, as if he was suppressing something, and finally he looked at Qu Chunfeng not far away, his fish tail moved slightly, and he raised his hand to undo his body. Cyan robe.
The shirt slipped silently.
Candles flicker...
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