The old lady fell into reminiscence, and gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep because of the acupuncture. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Fengjiu had put away the silver needle.
"Okay?" she asked, her old voice a little hoarse.
Fengjiu poured a glass of water: "Drink a glass of water! Your throat will feel better." As she handed the water forward, she said: "Today's is already healed, just come twice tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will prepare some medicine for you to take later, and after a while, your old illnesses will disappear."
Hearing this, the old lady nodded: "Thank you."
"This is what I should do." She smiled, stood up and said, "Besides this, I don't know what else I can do for you."
"You don't owe us anything. You've done enough for us." She clapped her hands and said, "It's getting late. You should go back and rest!"
"Okay, I'll go back first." Fengjiu said, then turned around and went outside. Her figure flashed and quietly slipped into the night.
"Master." The middle-aged woman outside came in and looked at the master sitting on the couch. Seeing that she was in good spirits, she asked, "Master, do you want to rest?"
"I can't sleep, please chat with me!" She waved her hand, motioning her to sit down and chat.
"Yes." The middle-aged woman walked forward and sat down next to him. That night, the lights in the courtyard were on until dawn...
The next morning, Zhuo Junyue went out early. He first went to the auction in the city to inquire whether there were the three magical medicines that Fengjiu mentioned. He also ran around the century-old pharmacies in the city to ask around, and did not come back until after noon.
Feng Jiu slept until noon before getting up. When she left the room, she saw the old man walking around in the yard with a distressed look on his face. It was rare to see the old man in this state, so she asked, "What's wrong? What are you doing so early in the morning?"
The old man glanced at her and said, "What do you mean so early in the morning? It's already afternoon, and you're the only one who can sleep until now."
She raised her eyebrows, looked at him who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and said with a smile: "Do you have something to say? Why don't you say it? I feel uncomfortable seeing you being so shy." As she spoke, she came to the yard and stretched her waist.
It was rare that the old man didn't glare at her this time. Instead, he glanced at her from time to time and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I just received a message and have something to deal with."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly startled: "That's all? Then just go! What's there to worry about?"
"The old man is afraid of leaving, so you're going to sneak away too? Who knows if he can find you next time he goes back to that Tiandan Tower." He couldn't help but mutter, staring at her with a worried look.
Hearing this, Fengjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's my property. Haven't you heard that the monk can escape but the temple cannot? What's there to worry about? If you can't find me here, go to Tiandan Tower in Baichuan City. Besides, there's no need for me to avoid you, right?"
"So, you won't disappear with me?" The old man's eyes lit up when he heard it. "Then when I'm done with my work, I'll go find you in Baichuan City. Can you find time to teach me Tai Chi?"
Having said that, he stared at her with a strange look and asked, "You haven't taught me yet, is it because the old man didn't call you master? Otherwise, it's okay for the old man to become your disciple now." In order to learn that boxing technique, what's wrong with becoming her disciple