Chapter 286

Looking at the "well-behaved" smile of the Patriarch of the Diwu clan, Yu Tu's CPU burned out for a moment. The word "well-behaved" associated with the clan leader... is really scary!

Yu Tu was so frightened that he even took a step back. If this scene was drawn in a comic, the readers would probably laugh out loud.

Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Yu Tu is not a fool. He frowned and looked at her with a little scrutiny: "Are you on guard against me?"

To prevent him from entering the Grass and Tree Clan and secretly heading to the forbidden area?

Diwu's heart skipped a beat. Although he knew that he would definitely be noticed by the senior Marquis Buye if he immediately went to visit him after rejecting his request, who was Diwu? Would he admit it?

Of course not!

"I'm not on guard against you!" Di Wu was not justified but also very angry, "I'm on guard against Di Xiu!"

Ever since Di Xiu found out that he was a jerk about his injury, he looked like a weird person. A tree with a relatively good temper has become weird without any instruction. The clan affairs that he could usually rely on Di Xiu for are now gone. He has been miserable recently and is extremely busy every day!

Although this was just an apparent reason, Diwu had a lot of grievances to express on this topic. He had a gloomy face and kept talking, as fluently as Tang Monk chanting sutras.

Yu Tu opened his mouth several times to interrupt Di Wu, but was defeated by his pitiful look. When Di Wu finished speaking, Yu Tu found the opportunity to speak: "As the head of the clan, you should take responsibility..."

"I'm still young!" Diwu said aggrievedly, "I am asked to take over the work of the whole family just by myself - how can this be justified!"

Yu Tu: “…”

His silence was deafening.

Yu Tu: "A thousand-year-old sapling?"

"How come I am not a sapling at over a thousand years old?" Diwu and Yu Tu looked at each other. He put his hands on his waist and said righteously, "Anyway, I am just a sapling!"

Yu Tu felt his hand was a little itchy.

Under such circumstances, asking Diwu whether he was preventing him from entering the forbidden area would seem pointless and unreasonable. After all, their patriarch is a thousand-year-old tree seedling (emphasis added).

Yu Tu and Di Wu stared at each other, but finally they were succumbed to the patriarch's shamelessness.

"Come here." He waved to Diwu, "Let me check on your recovery."

This fatal problem was over, and Di Wu became "well behaved" again. He chose a seat behind the tea table and sat down upright, and extended his arm obediently. Yu Tu grabbed his wrist, and the energy traveled through the meridians in Di Wu's body. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Their troublesome clan leader has actually been receiving proper treatment during this period. Wow, that's really rare.

Seeing that Buyehou's expression had calmed down a lot, Diwu felt uneasy and wanted to make a move: "Senior Buyehou, can we have a discussion?"

The gentle elder opposite looked at him and asked, "What do you want to discuss?"

"Let's have a meal together on New Year's Day?" Diwu held his cheek with the hand that was not caught, and said seriously, "Just me, the five elders of the Grass and Wood Tribe, you, and Tu Tu."

In fact, he wanted to invite Marquis Buye to the Grass and Trees tribe to have a reunion dinner with all the tribesmen, but considering that Marquis Buye had only been awake for more than a year and did not like to come into contact with strangers, and the lives of grass and trees were long, it would not be too late to mention it later when they were familiar with each other.

Buyehou, who was sitting opposite him, seemed stunned for a moment. He joked, "Were we holding a parents' meeting during the New Year?"

"Ahem..." Diwu frowned, "If you want to hold a parents' meeting, it's not impossible."

"I have already informed Zhihuai in advance. No matter where he is, more than a month is enough time for him to get lost and come back." Diwu knew that Buyehou's question meant he had agreed. "As for Yilin, who is in seclusion, he will be out before New Year's Day."

There are only three elders, Di Xiu, Song Rong and Gui Yu, who reside in the Grass and Wood Clan permanently. Di Xiu is in charge of external affairs, Song Rong is in charge of logistics, and Gui Yu is in charge of training. The whereabouts of these three people do not need to be represented by foreign officials.

"So—" After Buyehou agreed, Diwu immediately unfolded his map of Yan State, "From today until New Year's Day, we must prepare seriously. You can't enter the Grass and Tree Tribe, otherwise there will be no mystery."

Yu Tu suddenly understood. No wonder he was suddenly invited to dinner on New Year's Day. His real intention was obvious.

Yu Tu: "Okay."

Having solved the thorny issue of "Senior Marquis Buye may explore the forbidden area of ​​the Grass and Wood Clan at any time under the pretext of a visit", Diwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he soon discovered that it was too early to relax.

Because the previous group of plant tribes only healed Diwu's injuries and did not restore his vitality, Diwu heard that the Marquis of Buye proudly gave him a long list of rare medicinal herbs for him to eat raw - basically, they had the dual effects of being extremely effective and extremely unpalatable.

Emperor House: "..."

He had good reason to suspect that his senior was seeking revenge.

Diwu struggled desperately: "Can I not eat it?"

A hint of smile seemed to flash across Buyehou's eyes behind the lens: "Then I'll come over to supervise you?"

"Can you give me a little less?" Diwu bargained and tried to show off, "Don't be cruel to your own kind, senior!"

"If you don't have intelligence, you are nothing but a plant." Buyehou said slowly, "I think it's better to come and supervise."

Emperor House: "..."

His whole tree wilts: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

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Di Xiu found that their clan leader, who had received the visiting card from Marquis Buye, jumped up and left as if his eyebrows were on fire, without even having time to say a word. When he came back, he was as wilted as an eggplant hit by frost.

Emperor Xiu asked with concern: "What happened?"

Di Xiu was somewhat displeased with Di Wu because he did not treat the disease properly, but the clan leader has been much more well behaved recently, and Di Xiu is no longer as angry as before.

After he asked, Di Xiu saw their depressed clan leader looked up at him and said, "Nothing happened. I just went to have a physical checkup and was told a few words by Senior Buyehou."

He put emphasis on "蛑委" (instructed), making Di Xiu think that he was scolded by his senior, the Marquis of Buye.

Di Xiu was fooled, and he snorted and laughed: "It's what you deserve."

"Nothing, I'll go and take care of myself first." Di Wu and Di Xiu were too familiar with each other, and Di Xiu was in a rage recently. Di Wu was afraid of being discovered, so he showed his usual attitude towards Di Xiu, "My injuries are almost healed, you don't have to supervise me every day."

Di Xiu looked at him inquiringly, and that look made Di Wu feel a little uneasy and a little guilty. After a long while, Di Xiu nodded and said, "There won't be a next time."

The implication was that it was okay this time, but if she behaved in such a disrespectful manner again in the future, don't blame him for being rude.

Di Wu ran away quickly as if he had been pardoned. What he didn't see was that Di Xiu behind him was looking at his back with suspicion in his eyes. Although the clan leader's reaction was normal throughout the whole communication, Di Xiu's intuition told him that something must be wrong.

This feeling of something being wrong continued until he reached the infirmary for the cubs belonging to the Plant Tribe, where he finally vaguely found the source.

Some time ago, Zhizhi suffered tissue damage on her roots because she ate too much sugar and did not wash her roots thoroughly. To use an analogy with a human child, it is like eating too much sweets and getting cavities.

Zhizhi, whose petals were falling off from the pain in the middle of the night, was brought to the infirmary in a basin by Di Xiu who woke her up in the middle of the night. After spraying her with anesthetic, he dug out the necrotic part on the spot, then applied medicine and wrapped it with special gauze.

The roots of plants are sensory organs and are extremely sensitive. Although the medicine applied on the roots works quickly, it tastes so bad that it makes the cubs vomit. As long as Di Xiu is not around, Zhizhi will be reluctant to change the medicine - medicine that has expired is like swallowing something unpalatable with difficulty, while changing to a new and effective medicine is like giving you a new bowl of the unpalatable thing you have finally swallowed, and forcing you to finish it.

However, I don’t know if Zhizhi has gotten used to the bad taste in the past few days, or has finally realized that only active treatment can help faster. She has been much more active in changing the dressings every day, and basically they have been changed when he is not around.

Di Xiu came earlier than usual today because Zhizhi's wounds were healing slower than he expected. He was a little worried that the ratio of the medicine powder was not appropriate, so he planned to come over to observe. However, when he came ahead of schedule, he discovered the secret of "changing the medicine" -

Only half of the normal amount of medicine was applied to Zhizhi's roots. For the remaining half, she used her leaves to pull Clivia, forcing her to hide the excess powder in her own small flowerpot. Their movements were very skilled, and it was obvious that this was not their first time committing the crime.

Di Xiu did not alarm them. He stood quietly at the door and watched the whole process. Then he suddenly appeared when Clivia was hiding the powder.

The gentle and quiet Clivia has always been a good child. She had never experienced such an exciting scene of being caught on the spot. The frightened Chinese medicine powder shook all over the flowerpot, and the Clivia was frightened into a mimosa.

Looking at the two pots of frightened cubs in front of him, Di Xiu laughed in anger: "Zhizhi, Junzi, choose your words carefully. I will give you a chance to make excuses."

…

Di Wu originally thought that his deception to Di Xiu was flawless—he had promised the senior Marquis Buye many varieties of medicine, but he did not promise that he would take them!

Diwu was swinging in the hammock with his legs up, and he felt that the sky was bluer, the grass was greener, and the wind was fresher... Why did a familiar, unpleasant smell waft over?

He looked in the direction of the source of the wind and first saw Di Xiu, and then saw the familiar, nightmare-like herb in Di Xiu's hand.

Emperor House: “???”

"The cubs all know to take medicine on time, the clan leader should also set an example, right?" Di Xiu seemed to have no idea that Di Wu had borrowed the prescription today, and said with a smile, "Clan leader, you are very busy, maybe you forgot, look - I sent it to you."

Di Xiu held a bowl in his hand that was bigger than his head. In the bowl, green, red, purple, and blue herbs were piled up like a small mountain. "This is today's medicine. Eat it raw."

Diwu tried to struggle: "Give it to me, I will eat it later."

"Eat it raw while it's fresh." Di Xiu stuffed the bowl into his arms. "The clan leader is very busy, it's easy for him to forget."

Under Di Xiu's gaze, Di Wu swallowed the bowl of herbs with a painful look on his face: "yue———"

"If you spit it out, the medicine will not work." Di Xiu said gently, "Do you want me to take the same medicine again, Chief?"

Emperor House: "..."

He forced back the nausea that kept rising in his heart, then lay back in the hammock with numb eyes. The sky was no longer blue, the grass was no longer green, and the wind was no longer clear.