Chapter 7 Junior Brother is Silly, But He Has a Good Heart
Across a transparent barrier, a mountain standing in the air appeared, and the medicinal garden occupied two-thirds of the mountain.
The crane swung its tail like a dragon and shook the two people off its back. They both fell on their butts, and the crane flew away in a flash.
"Hey, this bald bird deserves to have its feathers plucked."
"That's right, you deserve to be plucked!"
Ye Xingzhou kept cursing and swearing, while Ren Wangzhu was responsible for supporting him.
This little episode passed quickly.
At least on the surface it's over.
Ye Xingzhou holds a grudge, but he doesn't say it.
"You two junior brothers were sent by Elder Xuan, right?"
A voice behind me interrupted my thoughts. A gentle woman in the Qingbi sect uniform came over with lotus steps, like rippling lake water, exuding elegant beauty from the inside out.
"That's right, Senior Sister."
Ye Xingzhou handed the token over, and the woman nodded after checking that it was correct.
"Two junior brothers, please follow me."
"What's your name, Senior Sister?"
"Yue Qian, just call me Senior Sister Yue."
The medicine hall is very large, and each monk has his own duties. The rich mixed smell of medicine lingers in the air for a long time.
Yue Qian was not in a hurry to lead the two into the pharmacy. She poured out two pills from the white jade porcelain bottle on her waist.
"The pharmacy is preparing the Five Poison Powder. It is colorless and odorless. If you get even a breath of it, you will die. Your cultivation is low, so you won't be poisoned if you take the Breath-Holding Pill."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Yue."
The pill melted in the mouth, and the smell of medicine in the air became much lighter after eating it.
Yue Qian led the two into a study and then left.
Looking at the prescription on the table, its thickness is almost as thick as a medical textbook.
What’s the difference between this and being punished by the teacher to copy the text a hundred times when I was a student?
Oh, there is a difference, he has to copy it a thousand times.
Before copying, Ye Xingzhou took out two plates of osmanthus cake from his storage bag.
Copy while eating, and your efficiency will double.
Ren Wangzhu’s eyes widened instantly when he saw the two plates of osmanthus cake.
"Brother, if we are caught eating secretly now, I am afraid we will be punished by Elder Xuan again."
"Is Elder Xuan here?"
“No.”
"That's right."
Ye Xingzhou picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into Ren Wangzhu's mouth.
"Eat in peace. Elder Xuan is probably still watching Meng Zhi refine the elixir, so he won't be here for a while."
The fragrance of osmanthus and the sweetness of pastries bloomed in the taste buds, and Ren Wangzhu's eyes lit up again and again.
He went from eating secretly at the beginning to eating openly from the plate in the end, and his psychological burden gradually dropped to zero.
When Ren Wangzhu choked, Ye Xingzhou poured him a bowl of persimmon soup to help him swallow it.
Let Wangzhu chew and drink as much as he wants.
The fragrance is so good that it makes me dizzy.
"Brother, I will follow you for the rest of my life. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west."
"Stop talking nonsense and copy the recipe."
"Brother, I'll help you copy after I finish."
Ren Wangzhu's eyes were shining, and the red hairband also shone with its owner.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes and glanced at Ren Wangzhu's words, then shook his head.
The handwriting looked like ghostly scribbles.
It doesn't seem reliable at first glance.
"Please finish writing first."
"oh."
Ren Wangzhu was a little discouraged, but then he became determined again.
"Brother, if you need anything from me, please tell me. You've taken care of me so much, and I want to repay you."
Ye Xingzhou paused, "Okay."
Although my junior brother is stupid, he has a good heart.
Ye Xingzhou was now somewhat curious about this game.
[System, what was this world like before I came? ]
【zero. 】
【zero? 】
Ye Xingzhou stopped writing, and a drop of ink fell on the paper, spreading out.
The white paper has a picture on it, and the drop of ink is like a blooming flower.
Zero has many meanings.
Surface understanding is the starting point of numbers.
A more detailed definition is emptiness and nothingness.
If the game is reset to zero, it doesn't exist.
[Before I came, this world didn't exist? ]
Not entirely correct.
The system denied it, but not completely.
Ye Xingzhou changed his words again.
[Did this world exist before I came here? ]
Not entirely correct.
The system's same answer caused Ye Xingzhou's brain to crash.
[Currently, the system can only provide this answer. The host is requested to explore the rest on their own.]
The system thought Ye Xingzhou would continue to think about it, but unexpectedly he was not hesitant at all. He picked up the brush and continued to copy the pill formula.
Ye Xingzhou never wastes time on internal affairs.
Don't think about the problem you can't figure out. Sooner or later, there will always be a solution.
There is no need to rush.
In this way, he went from the middle of the sun to the top of the moon.
Ye Xingzhou stopped writing and rubbed his sore wrist.
When I looked at the thick stack of prescriptions on the table again, my hands and waist were no longer sore, and I felt a sense of accomplishment.
Look, he copied all of these!
Who is as good as him!
"Junior brother, have you finished copying?"
Ye Xingzhou looked up and saw that the person opposite him had already fallen asleep.
Ren Wangzhu was sleeping in a slumber, his brush had rolled to the side, and half of his face was stuck in the inkstone, covered in black ink.
Good job.
This ink is mixed with spiritual energy and cannot be washed off easily.
Ren Wangzhu will probably have to live with a dark face for three to five months.
Ye Xingzhou woke Ren Wangzhu up and congratulated him sincerely.
"Junior brother, congratulations on unlocking a semi-permanent skin."
"What's wrong? Brother, what skin?"
Ren Wangzhu had just woken up and was in a state of dullness. When he heard his senior brother's words, he didn't react at first.
He just felt something sticky on his face and subconsciously wiped it with his sleeve.
Then, the originally plump lip color was also smeared with ink.
Ren Wangzhu lowered his head to glance at his cuffs, and when he saw the ink on them, his mind suddenly became clear.
"Brother, quick, water!"
There is a well in the yard, and the well is full of water.
But it can't contain Ren Wangzhu's sadness.
He rubbed very hard, but the ink was more effective and did not fade even when his face turned red.
It is indeed ink mixed with spiritual energy, the quality is superb.
Ren Wangzhu covered his left cheek, wanting to cry but having no tears.
"Brother, what should I do? If I go out with this face, people will laugh at me."
Ye Xingzhou touched Ren Wangzhu's head and comforted him.
"Don't worry, even if you don't wear this face, people will laugh at you."
"Senior Brother——"
"Alright, alright, use the handkerchief to block it first. I'll take you to see Elder Xuan to see if there's any solution."
There were several square handkerchiefs in Ye Xingzhou's storage bag. He took out one and tied it for Ren Wangzhu.
With his black face blocking his view, Ren Wangzhu was still a young and green boy.
Ren Wangzhu gently tugged at Ye Xingzhou's sleeve.
"Brother, do you think I've become ugly?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? My brother is so proud that he can't possibly despise me. My brother can change his face, but other people's brothers can't."
"What about this?"
Ren Wangzhu lifted the handkerchief, revealing his dark lips.
How dark is it? You can become invisible even when you turn off the lights.
"Junior brother, put on your scarf quickly. We can't have such jokes among brothers."
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