Chapter 17 I eat sweet things, not bitter things.

"You are sick. Very sick."

Jiang Liang looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice.

He knew that he had a new junior sister, who was more than 800 years younger than him.

He also knew that his junior uncle had joined the sect in the same year as him.

Jiang Liang was extremely afraid of strangers, but the man took the initiative to walk beside him and told him that he was a blind man and could not see his nervousness, nor was he afraid that he would say the wrong thing, so he should not be afraid.

Jiang Liang once said to the junior master, "I will definitely cure your eyes. Even if it is fate, I can go against it."

But in the following 800 years, he went against the will of heaven and saved countless lives, but he could not cure his blindness.

He felt guilty towards Yan Ye.

Eight hundred years later, the man who had left him helpless accepted another disciple with the same doomed destiny, who became the youngest junior sister of his generation.

Jiang Liang looked miserable, but then he laughed in his heart.

It turned out that all the tribulations in his life were caused by these two masters and apprentices.

He turned to look at Xia Tianwu and found that she was frowning and looking worried. "Master, can my junior uncle be saved?"

Lin Du had a smile on his face, a carefree and unconcerned smile that overlapped with the face he had eight hundred years ago.

Jiang Liang was stunned for a long time, then lowered his head and took a deep breath, "I really owe you two, master and disciple, for my whole fucking lifetime."

As he spoke, he took Lin Du's pulse and closed his eyes.

Xia Tianwu had been an apprentice for more than 90 years, but this was the first time he saw his master abandon the silk thread and do it himself, even blocking his hearing and sense of smell to avoid interference.

"Your master is trying to make up for your lack of sincerity and other shortcomings. This is his heart..."

A person's heart vein is defective and born incomplete. Even with every day he lives, his heart weakens a little.

Even if you fill it with natural resources and treasures, it can only delay the disease but cannot completely repair it.

But this person's heart is special, not flesh and blood, just like broken glass, it can't be changed. If his body is healthy, then this person is probably the first person in the world of cultivation who has no obstacles on the road of cultivation and ascended to heaven in the shortest time.

But even for a person like this with a defective heart and whose lungs have not yet fully opened up, after two months of practicing Taoism, he already needs to build a foundation.

Jiang Liang couldn't figure out whether this man was loved by Heaven or envied by Heaven.

"Are you not feeling uncomfortable normally?"

Lin Du blinked his eyes. "You mean the chest is stuffy and short of breath, and I can't do strenuous activities for a long time. Even if I move a little harder, I will have severe heart pain, as if my heart is exploding into pieces?"

She smiled and said, "If that's the case, it's a little uncomfortable."

The young man smiled and glanced at the master and disciple who both looked serious. "Oh, it's easy to talk about. Don't be nervous."

"I, Lin Du, am handsome, talented, and loved by everyone. I am also a decent cook. Where in the world can one person have all the advantages?"

She boasted shamelessly, and then continued to comfort, "If it can be cured, treat it. If it can't be cured, just pray. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. My name is Lin Du, and I can save myself. You can rest assured."

She didn't expect the sect to save her, otherwise what was the point of keeping this system.

"The prescribed pill, one pill a day, is for clearing the lungs and replenishing the deficiency. I will also develop a pill for you to delay the decline of your heart. Let your fellow brothers pay attention to finding prescriptions for replenishing the heart when they are training outside. Also... are you afraid of pain? If you..."

"I'm not afraid, it just hurts a little." Lin Du waved his hands, "I'm not that delicate."

"Oh, forget it. If you are afraid of pain, I can develop a medicine to temporarily suppress your discomfort and allow you to move more freely."

Jiang Liang stroked his beard and said, "Since you don't need it..."

"But then again, this person is meant to live a happy life, right, Senior Brother? I'll have to trouble you to develop that medicine for me," Lin Du changed the subject, cupped his hands and smiled, "I like sweet things, not bitter things."

Who would like to be in pain when they can be comfortable?

Xia Tianwu couldn't help but ask, "Master, how long can Junior Master Uncle delay?"

Seeing Lin Du's calm attitude, Jiang Liang did not hide it, "If it is not delayed, it will only be one year, but if I continue to use natural treasures to prolong it, plus my cultivation level increases, maybe I can delay it forever."

None of the three noticed that there was a girl standing quietly outside the back kitchen door. She was wearing a pink gauze dress that was most suitable for spring, and the golden hairpin with a pink butterfly on her head was trembling with its golden whiskers.

There was no smile on Ni Jinxuan's usually smiling face at this moment, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with disbelief.

She had always known that Junior Uncle was the most gifted among the new disciples who had joined the sect. He would pick up a shovel and fill the stomachs of the disciples who had not yet mastered the fasting when the elders were resisting each other and didn't want to cook. He would smile and let her eat while staring at her. He would buy her a gold hairpin and give her snacks.

But she didn't know that Lin Du was not just weak, but...

A dying man who often suffers that kind of pain.

"I eat sweet, not bitter."

The young man's relaxed tone came out from inside. Ni Jinxuan raised her hand and wiped her face. Her pink sleeves were stained with tiny water droplets.

She raised her head, clenched her fists silently, and made up her mind.

When Lin Du opened the door, he found Ni Jinxuan sitting on the table with eyes like a rabbit. He asked curiously, "What happened? Did your master scold you today? That shouldn't happen."

Ni Jinxuan is lively but extremely talented. Although she is a rookie at the beginning in the book, she is also a tenacious and hardworking rookie with extremely good luck, a little koi. All the bad luck in her life is caused by the Demon Lord.

Why are you crying today? Counting the days, the Demon Lord came when Ni Jinxuan was in Tengyun Realm.

Ni Jinxuan shook her head. "I was not in good condition when I came here. The wind and sand blinded me."

Lin Du chuckled and pulled out a storybook from his pocket like he was coaxing a child. "Here, hide it under the quilt at night and read it secretly. Don't let your master see you."

Ni Jinxuan put the book away and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"Good stuff." Lin Du chuckled, "The most popular storytelling book down the mountain. Don't lose your face. You look better when you smile."

This little rabbit can't hide anything, and his emotions are written all over his face.

When Ni Jinxuan thought about how she clearly wanted to take care of Junior Master-Uncle, but unexpectedly had to ask Junior Master-Uncle to comfort her instead, her face fell again, with tears in her eyes. Then she forced a smile, her face turning red.

Lin Du helplessly looked at the wrinkled smile that was uglier than crying, "What's wrong? Otherwise, I'll treat you to a play in two days, okay? Be happy, ah."

Ni Jinxuan tried hard to suppress her emotions and nodded vigorously. Then she volunteered to help Lin Du with the rice. When Lin Du wanted to put the bowl away, he heard her holding up the rice spoon and saying loudly, "Uncle Master, let me do it."

Lin Du looked at her curiously, "What's the matter? What happened today? Did your master tell you to be a diligent person?"

The little girl shook her head, raised the rice spoon and pressed the rice into the pot, "Little Master, just sit down. I will do the dirty and tiring work from now on."

She said, pressing harder.

The bowl of rice that Lin Du received was almost twice as heavy as usual, and he had to use a lot of force to get the chopsticks into the bowl.

She silently looked at the rice that was about to be pressed into bricks by Ni Jinxuan, "Jinxuan, you should be very good at making rice cakes."

This child has a promising future. The plot doesn't say that this child is a super-strong loli.

The bottom of her iron rice bowl was bulging out.