Chapter 350 I can see that there is a thread on Fellow Daoist Ye
This approach is very arbitrary.
Ye Xingzhou asked, "Then how will you arrange it, Junior Brother?"
Meng Zhi lowered his eyes, "I will be teaching Ren Wangzhu swordsmanship during this period of time. I will come to Danfeng when I have time."
He always felt that he owed Ren Wangzhu.
I went out without him before, and now I suspect I'm hiding it from him.
If it's all nonsense.
That's too much to owe.
Ye Xingzhou nodded, "Then I'll go to Danfeng first and come to see you and Junior Brother Ren later."
"Um."
Meng Zhi watched Ye Xingzhou get on the crane and leave.
Ye Xingzhou is now considering one thing.
Liu Gui'an will always be involved in Danfeng. If he is delayed by something and returns late, he may not be able to get away.
However, if you carry it with you, you will be implicated if you meet the Demon Lord or the Right Protector because of its breathtaking appearance.
After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Xingzhou couldn't think of a solution.
Until the jade bracelet on his wrist tightened and rubbed against his palm.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the helpless Cangshui Bow and came up with an idea.
He has always been wearing the Cang Shui Bow, so it must have been more or less imbued with its aura, and the Cang Shui Bow also took the initiative to recognize Liu Gui'an as its master.
Then, why not just give Liu Guian the jade bracelet transformed from the Cangshui Bow?
However, whether it is feasible still needs to be tested.
Ye Xingzhou touched the jade bracelet with his fingertips and said, "You can follow Liu Gui'an for a while."
"But he has no spiritual roots now, so you should just turn it into a jade bracelet."
The water circle surged and rubbed Ye Xingzhou's wrist affectionately.
Ye Xingzhou knocked on the door.
"The door is open."
A weak voice came from inside.
Ye Xingzhou pushed the door open and walked in. The door creaked and the person in front of the desk came into his sight.
He was wearing a cloak, hiding his frail body inside, revealing only a face that was pale due to illness.
Liu Gui'an's eyebrows were lowered submissively, and he was writing something with a pen.
Ye Xingzhou walked closer and saw a string of stiff handwriting on the rice paper that was extremely inconsistent with its appearance.
The strokes are clear and the characters are coherent.
Liu Guian is writing a letter home.
Ye Xingzhou glanced at him and then looked away.
"Friend Ye, I'm fine. You don't have to rush back to see me."
Ye Xingzhou: "If you were fine, you wouldn't say you were fine."
Ye Xingzhou took off the bracelet, placed it on the table, and then simply said two words.
"Take it with you."
Liu Guian was stunned, "Fellow Daoist Ye?"
"It's imbued with my scent. Try it on and see if it helps."
Ye Xingzhou explained, "Besides, the jade bracelet is made of the Cangshui Bow. If you feel unwell, it can inform me in time."
"I'm sorry to trouble Fellow Daoist Ye."
Liu Gui'an looked grateful. As soon as his hand touched the jade bracelet, the Cangshui Bow turned into a column of water that lingered around his palm and floated upwards.
Finally, it turns into a jade bracelet, firmly attached to the wrist.
Ye Xingzhou kept observing Liu Guian's expression.
After putting on the jade bracelet, Liu Guian's face became more rosy.
The Cangshui Bow was being nurtured, and Ye Xingzhou's aura was also being absorbed.
Seeing that it was effective, Ye Xingzhou took out another handkerchief.
"Take this too."
Before, Ye Xingzhou often used a square handkerchief as a bib and tied it around his neck to hide the mark.
Now that the mark is gone, it is no longer needed.
However, the breath is definitely strong.
Liu Guian lightly touched the square scarf with his fingertips, and his eyes couldn't help but slide over Ye Xingzhou's neck.
The neck is no longer covered, revealing the smooth and clean skin.
He recognized the handkerchief.
When they first met, Ye Xingzhou was wearing this plain brocade scarf around his neck.
Something so personal, yet possessing the aura of another person.
Liu Gui'an only felt his fingertips burning.
Seeing him hesitate, Ye Xingzhou sighed, "You don't want the handkerchief, but do you want the underwear?"
Even though he was given something decent, he was still hesitant and insisted that Ye Xingzhou move something that was not polite.
Liu Gui'an had already hardened his heart and agreed to Ye Xingzhou's invitation to go to the toilet together, so it wouldn't be too much for Ye Xingzhou to move the toilet into the house now.
Ye Xingzhou continued, "If you don't want it, I'll put a chamber pot in the room and pee in it."
"As long as I urinate and breathe, I'll keep you safe."
Liu Guian choked and started coughing, "Stop talking."
"Ye Xingzhou, I want, ahem, a handkerchief."
Liu Guian's face was as rosy as it could be this time, like the Fuwa.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, "You can't stand it, didn't you want to accompany me to the toilet before?"
Liu Guian buried his face in his cloak.
The exposed earlobes are red.
His voice was squeezed out of his throat.
"Feel sorry."
"I overstepped my bounds before."
"I've already written a letter and sent it home. When they send someone over, I'll give you a generous reward to thank you for your help these past few days."
Ye Xingzhou moved the chair away and sat down on the other side.
He puffed up his face and spoke in a lazy tone.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you don't want me to spread this, do you?"
Liu Gui'an sensed another meaning in the words and slowly raised his head. The blush on his face had not yet faded, but his eyes were filled with confusion.
"What does Fellow Daoist Ye mean?"
Ye Xingzhou curled his lips, fiddling with the teacup in his hand, "It's simple. Just tell me how you know I have the most yang energy."
"Don't play dumb with me, or I'll really replace the handkerchief with a urinal."
He's a thousand-year-old fox, but he still has so many tricks up his sleeve.
“…”
Liu Gui'an opened his lips slightly, looking dazed, still holding the handkerchief in his hand, obviously frightened.
After a while, he whispered, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I really don't know."
"It's instinct to get close to you."
“?” He even said some sweet words.
Ye Xingzhou laughed, "Does the word idiot look like it's written on my face?"
Liu Guian pursed his lips, "I know Fellow Daoist Ye won't believe it."
"But I still need to explain clearly."
"I can see that there is a thread on Fellow Daoist Ye."
Ye Xingzhou smiled and asked, "What line?"
Liu Guian looked at Ye Xingzhou's lower abdomen and said, "Here."
"This thread is like silk, guiding me to you."
Can Liu Guian see the puppet's hanging thread with his naked eyes?
"And it is indeed true." Liu Gui'an raised his eyes, his eyes clear and pure, "After I got close to you, the discomfort in my body subsided a lot."
"I'm sorry, it's my selfishness. If Fellow Daoist Ye doesn't want to waste his time on me anymore, I have no complaints."
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes and stood up, "Wait a minute, I'll go out for a while."
After leaving Liu Guian's sight, Ye Xingzhou took out the little puppet.
Pinocchio's skin still has a bit of a woody feel, but it's much better than before.
"Call your master."
The little wooden puppet shook his head like a rattle.
Ye Xingzhou narrowed his eyes, "I remember you two have synaesthesia, right?"
As Ye Xingzhou spoke, his evil big hand gradually fell under the horrified gaze of the little wooden puppet.
Pinocchio covered his butt reflexively.
Ye Xingzhou placed his fingertips under the puppet's armpits and tickled the soles of its feet.
"Stop scratching."
A relatively rapid breathing sound came from behind.
Ye Xingzhou looked back.
The man behind him took off his mask.
Half of his face was covered with red bloodshot, which looked like clusters of blooming red spider lilies competing for beauty, especially at the corners of his eyes.
The other half of her face had skin smoother than an egg, her fox eyes had upturned corners, and her lips were thin and dark in color.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows.
Why are there wrinkles all over the face of this guy wearing a mask?
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