"Where are you from? Where do you live? Do you have brothers and sisters? Have you ever been a teacher before?" Xie Bian settled Fan Wuxi in the other courtyard adjacent to him, and hurriedly came and went to help him clean and move. Things, chatting with him occasionally, mainly asking questions.
But Fan Wuxi cherishes words like gold, and occasionally answers with evasiveness, seems to be very defensive, and has no interest in talking.
Xie Bian spread the quilt brought from his own room, and said with a smile: "Don't think I'm wordy. I grew up here, and I rarely have friends of the same age, let alone a living person. In fact, I always wanted to have friends. Brother, I... brother will take good care of you." He was a little embarrassed when he called himself "brother", but he was flattered in his heart, as if he had taken on some important position, and he finally became someone else. I have a senior brother, I finally have a junior brother.
Probably because he has taken over Zhong Kui's daily life since he was a child, and he has always taken pleasure in taking care of others. In the future, even if the master is not around, he will cook delicious food and brew good wine, and others will share them.
Fan Wuxi took a look at Bian, then suddenly wrinkled his nose and sniffed hard.
Jie Bian immediately realized: "It's the quilt, I put the sachet I made in the cabinet." He grabbed his quilt and smelled it, "Don't you like the smell?"
Fan Wuxi walked over, picked up a piece of quilt and brought it close to his face, but he didn't dare to inhale it at all, he only let the smell float weakly through the tip of his nose, already feeling his heart tremble.
this smell...
Desperately suppressed memories flooded in. He remembered that year, in the depths of the magnificent palace, the five lotus lanterns hanging above his head were flickering, and there were many shadows. On the ground, the agarwood wooden bed swayed violently, and the cloudy and misty tent moved with the trend, pushing away layers of ambiguous ripples. The jade in the tent was warm in the spring night, and was turned into red waves. He pressed this person's endless collisions, almost crazy At that time, what entered the nostrils was a similar fragrance, only hotter, thicker, and more charming...
"Brother?"
As if waking up from a dream, Fan Wuxi threw back the quilt as if it was burning his hands, and said in a deep voice, "It smells too sweet."
"Is it too fragrant?" Xie Bian sniffed again, "I put cloves, wrinkled ager, herb, white monkshood, green osmanthus, and tangerine peel in it. This is a prescription for soothing the nerves and helping sleep. Titian only used some Orchids, are there too many orchids? Maybe there are too many, there are too many in the yard, so don’t be sorry.”
A gentleman is like an orchid, a gentleman is like an orchid, this person still loves orchids so much.
Fan Wuxi's eyes were dim and difficult to understand, and a wave of resentment rushed up without warning.
Why, why can he forget all of them? All the things he had done, the sins he had committed, and the people he had harmed were all completely forgotten by him, and he was reincarnated innocently, living a carefree life under the shadow of his powerful master.
Now he is innocent and free and easy, as if nothing had happened.
Why did he try his best to remember, but he forgot it so easily? !
"Junior Brother, you came here suddenly, and I couldn't find a new bedding for a while, you will spend the night, and tomorrow I will take you to the town to make some purchases, okay?"
Without saying a word, Fan Wuxi picked up a bucket of dirty water and went out the door.
Xie Bian looked at the boy's back and muttered, "You have a weird temper." Then he smiled again, "I'm afraid of life."
The courtyard, which had never been lived in before, was roughly cleaned to give it a new look, and Jie Bian cut some fresh flowers from the garden to add popularity to the house.
After Fan Wuzhen came back from fetching water, he didn't even look at people straight. As a junior, he was so rude to his senior as soon as he entered the house, and he would have been punished in other people's house. Although Xie Bian was a little depressed, he didn't take it to heart, thinking that an ordinary person would encounter such an accident in one day, Some anomalies are also understandable. If he has been like this since he was a child, then it must be that his life is not going well, and there is no need to worry about it.
After telling Fan Wuxi not to leave Tianshi Palace alone, Xie Bian said goodbye and planned to visit his master.
Zhong Kui is addicted to alcohol, and every place in Tianshi Palace is named after wine, for example, the main hall is called Jiuhong, Zhong Kui's sleeping hall is called Zhuyeqing, Fan Wuxi temporarily lives in Hantanxiang, Xie Bian gave it to himself The other courtyard is named Xiaoyao Niang.
When he arrived at the Bamboo Leaf Green Palace, he bumped into Bo Zhu who was walking out.
"Where is Master?"
"The Heavenly Master just finished taking a bath and fell asleep again." Bo Zhu said helplessly, "I don't know where he went again, it's dirty and smelly."
"Sleeping again? Didn't you eat something to pad your stomach?"
"I only drank hangover soup. He said that Master Bai would wake him up after he finished stewing the ribs."
Xie Bian smiled: "I said that I am hungry myself, I will prepare some food, I guess the younger brother is also hungry."
"The Celestial Master really accepted that person as an apprentice?"
"Well, although Shizun acted a bit perversely, but what he said always counted."
"But, what does the Heavenly Master like about him? He looks good, but he doesn't know how talented he is."
Xie Bian didn't tell Bo Zhu about the money for the drink, and saved Zhong Kui some face: "The person Master is looking for must be good, but..."
"how?"
Xie Bian smiled bitterly and said: "He doesn't seem to like me very much, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to talk to me. He wants to ask about his life experience, but he doesn't want to talk about it."
Bo Zhu's eyes widened: "Who is this person? How can anyone not like Master Bai? There is a Heavenly Master as a master and Master Bai as a senior brother. He really doesn't know how to praise him."
"You don't need to say that, maybe... Maybe he was frightened and hasn't recovered yet." Xie Bian rubbed Bozhu's head, "Fortunately, you informed me early today and let me arrive before Mr. Cuifu, Otherwise, I might not have a junior brother."
Bo Zhu said worriedly: "The Fujun..."
"Your Majesty is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Tomorrow I will bring some good tea to make amends for Master." Xie Bian smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Bo Zhu said with some taste: "Master Bai, you are so happy. If it was a junior sister, I would be happy for you, even if it is a smart and well-behaved junior, but that person... Anyway, I always think he is a bit weird."
"You can't judge a person by his appearance. Maybe he is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. I guess he is just more wary. It will be fine if you get familiar with him." Xie Bian reminded, "Bozhu, Wuyi doesn't know the rules yet. Keep an eye on him and don't let him run around."
He grew up here since he was a child, and he has an official position, so he can naturally travel unimpeded in the underworld, but it was not like this when he was young, Zhong Kui never allowed him to step out of the Tianshi Palace by himself, the energy of a living person can be replenished and repaired Because, all the ghosts who can work in the underworld are ghosts who had no grievances in life, but there is no guarantee that anyone can resist this temptation. There is an enchantment in Tianshi Palace, and before he has no power to protect himself, Fan Wuxi can only stay inside.
"I see."
"By the way, the person I brought back today, you go and help me find out, which Yan Luo Palace did you send it to?"
"Oh, what happened to him?"
"He..." Xie Bian knew that he shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the human world. Humans and ghosts should be clearly separated and should not offend each other. Moreover, he and Yan Luodian have their own duties, so he can't be so lenient. However, the matter of stealing pills is of great importance. After all, it was the magic cultivator of stealing pills in the world back then, who set fire to the underworld. If the master knew about it, he wouldn't just sit idly by.
Bo Zhu didn't ask anymore: "I know Master Bai, I'll go right away."
Xie Bian went to look at Zhong Kui and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he was relieved and turned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
He is very clear about Master's taste, what does Junior Brother like to eat? Forgot to ask. Xie Bian decided to cook some home-cooked dishes, neither spicy nor sweet, everyone should be used to it.
Xie Bian cooked a table of meals, including stewed pork ribs with taro, crispy tofu, asparagus and eggs, steamed mandarin fish, rouge chicken breast, plus a cold salad with three shredded pork, and a pork shredded mushroom soup. Prepare two taels of wine, you can save it tonight.
After cooking, he woke up Zhong Kui.
After taking a nap for an hour, Zhong Kui regained his drunkenness and was refreshed. In addition, he was washed clean, so he was completely different from the slovenly appearance when he just came back. He was tall and mighty, with thick eyebrows and beautiful temples. Most of the successful immortal cultivators are elegant and can only be seen from a distance, but he is full of chivalry, sparse and unrestrained, and looks like a different kind everywhere.
But Jie Bian thinks that such a master is a good monk, who does not avoid the smoke and fire of the world, and enters the world with his heart.
Dao is not far away from people, and people are far away from people for Dao, so they cannot be Dao. If one ignores the sufferings of the common people for the sake of practice and only wants to ascend, wouldn't it violate the original intention of cultivating the Tao.
Zhong Kui sat down with a bang, his eyes gleaming: "Master is away, I just miss your cooking."
Xie Bian served him a bowl of soup: "Master, you eat first, I'll call my junior brother."
"Wait." Zhong Kui gnawed on the ribs without raising his head, "How did you get hurt?"
"Accidentally wiped the sword while collecting the soul, it's all right now."
"You have a soul-suppressing weapon at your side, and ghosts that can hurt you are rare, but what's the trouble?"
"I was just about to tell you." Xie Bian gave a brief account of Meng Kefei's death from being stolen.
Zhong Kui didn't stop talking, but his eyebrows were furrowed.
"I thought this was not an easy matter, so I asked Bo Zhu to find out where he was sent. After that... I haven't figured out what to do."
"give it to me."
"yes."
"The elders of the Wuliang sect dared to defy the law with their own bodies. It's really audacious."
"Master, the Master Xiangqu was also confused for a moment and was eager to avenge his apprentice. He and those monks have also been taught a lesson. I don't think they will dare to do it again. I think..." He just wanted to scare the Master Xiangqu at that time, so he stopped as soon as possible. Fa, if you really go to Mr. Cuifu to file a complaint and perform a forbidden technique of summoning souls, at least ten years of life will be deducted, but this is not a big treacherous thing, and he doesn't want Master Xiangqu to suffer like this punish.
"Well, you can figure it out."
Jie Bian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, then I'll call my junior brother."
Arriving at Fan Wuxi's residence, there was no lamp in the room, and it was pitch black. Xie Bian hesitated, knocked on the door lightly, and whispered, "Junior brother? Junior brother?"
You won't go to bed so early, will you? Could it be... Are you still unhappy because the quilt is too fragrant
Xie Bian thought for a while, turned back, put out the food and soup separately, put them in bamboo baskets, and planned to send them to Fan Wuxi.
Zhong Kui said dissatisfied: "If you don't eat, you will be hungry. How can there be a brother to deliver food to the brother?"
Xie Bian smiled and said: "He is young, and he suddenly came to the ghost world. I don't know why he is panicking. I will take care of him for a few days first."
He sent the bamboo basket to Fan Wuxi's door, and knocked on the door again: "Wuyi, I've left the food for you at the door, if you see it when you get up, eat it while it's hot."
After a long time of no response, Xie Bian left disappointed.
In the room, Fan Wuxi wrapped himself in Jie Bian's quilt, almost in the posture of a child curled up in the mother's body. He heard Jie Bian's footsteps gradually receding, opened his mouth tremblingly, and bit the A fluffy quilt scented with orchids.
In the darkness, the pupils looked extraordinarily bright, but gradually a layer of water appeared, and the darkness seemed to thicken into a dense fog, making it more difficult to breathe, and a weak voice called out as if asking for help: "Brother... "