Chapter 0017 High Fever
Xiao Rong returned to his residence alone. Ashu was sitting in the house, wiping his big sword.
Xiao Rong pushed the door open, closed it, and the first thing he did was to cough loudly.
Ah Shu was so scared that he threw away his sword, ran over and asked worriedly, "Master, what happened to you?!"
He supported Xiao Rong, and Xiao Rong's face turned red from coughing. It took him a long time to recover from the cough. Then he jumped up and down in pain: "My sword!"
Ah Shu: “…”
After Xiao Rong picked up the sword and wiped off the dust with his sleeve, he found that it was not damaged. He breathed a sigh of relief and sat down slowly: "It's okay, I'm not sick. I just shouted too loudly and my throat is uncomfortable."
Ah Shu was puzzled, "Why did the master shout so loudly?"
Xiao Rong stared at the corner of the table in silence, and the tone of each word he spoke went down: "Because Qu Yunmie is a big fool."
Ashu: “…………”
He was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Master, just think about this in your heart, but don't say it out loud."
Xiao Rong regained his heartless look in a second, waved to Ah Shu, and picked up the teacup, "What are you afraid of? I won't say it in front of him."
Ashu thought to himself, that’s not necessarily true.
His husband was usually very calm, but if he was really angry, he would dare to say anything and do anything. Even though Xiao Rong kept calling him a big fool, Ashu could see that he was still very calm at this moment, and even somewhat at ease.
Ashu wanted to say something else, but saw Xiao Rong put down the teacup after finishing his tea. He said, "I won't go to see him again in the next few days. The matter of the Buddha is too important. I must show my attitude."
The main reason was that Qu Yunmie gave him a chance. If Qu Yunmie was really extremely persistent and even wanted to kill him for this, Xiao Rong would not be so stupid as to go against him.
But since he didn't, it meant that there was still room for a turnaround, so Xiao Rong would naturally work hard for it.
Ah Shu had heard Xiao Rong talk about the Buddha's disciples, and he nodded as if he understood. Then he saw Xiao Rong raise his head and smiled at him ingratiatingly: "However, I was in a hurry to leave before, and I forgot to tell Qu Yunmie something. Good Ah Shu, can you go there for me?"
Asen*wan*tidied* the tree: "..."
For an entire afternoon and a night, there was no movement from Xiao Rong's place. He closed the door and refused to come out. He died inside and no one knew about it.
Qu Yunmie stood in the training ground, holding a long knife, fiercely slashing at the wooden stake in front of him. This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Xiao Rong's health always made him wonder how he survived until now. He vomited blood a few days ago, but he was full of energy the next day. However, on the third day, he became sick again. Not to mention climbing mountains, he had to rest for a while even if he walked a few more steps. But...
It was also Xiao Rong who, after learning that Li Xiuheng had appeared, walked to Yanmen Pass, resting every step and sweating profusely, just to find him and talk to him.
When Qu Yunmie was doing morning exercises, he was most focused, but today his mind was full of Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong.
Sometimes he is annoying, sometimes he is hateful, and sometimes he is too naive.
He swung his knife again, making a huge gap in the wooden stake, but failed to cut it through, and the knife was even stuck in it. Qu Yunmie was feeling annoyed when he heard a commotion not far away.
I'm so angry that I want to kill someone to calm down.
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