Maybe I shouldn't die.

"Junior Sister Fang, Junior Sister Fang?"

The boy's call awakened Fang Yue's thoughts.

"Excuse me, what do you want to ask me, brother?"

The young man in red showed a bit of worry on his face.

"Junior sister, if you have any troubles that are difficult to solve, you may as well tell me."

Hearing this, Fang Yue couldn't help but her face stiffened slightly.

She and this senior brother are not that familiar with each other! Is it inappropriate to ask this rashly? Thinking of this, she could only laugh awkwardly and said:

"No trouble."

The young man in red seemed not to understand her refusal and continued enthusiastically:

"You're welcome, little junior sister. Senior sister specifically asked me to take care of you."

When Fang Yue heard the first half of the sentence, she wanted to roll her eyes. This senior brother was still as familiar as ever. Why did he call little junior sister already after just a few words?

But before she could roll her eyes, she heard the second half of the other party's sentence.

The confusion and vigilance in my heart disappeared instantly.

It turned out that it was the senior sister who asked the other party for help.

She said it! There is no such thing as being familiar with others for no reason.

Although in the near future, this perception will be overturned again in the case of the young man in red, that is a matter for the future.

At this moment, Fang Yue, who had let down her guard, had a more sincere smile on her face.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother, Junior Sister..."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, the painting style changed:

"I do need your help with something, but I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

When she said this, she looked a little embarrassed, as if what she wanted to say was difficult to say.

Xia Weizi's eyes lit up.

"Junior sister, you can speak freely."

It's better to be in trouble. The more difficult the matter is, the greater the favor he will get if he can help his junior sister solve it.

Not to mention, this favor is double.

There is one for the senior sister, and another for the junior sister.

In fact, even without the senior sister's instructions, he would find opportunities to get close to the junior sister, because she is a medical practitioner who cultivates the life of all things!

He is also the only disciple in this class who practices the art of life and medicine.

Not to mention, he also wanted his junior sister to continue to help her cultivate the Houttuynia cordata!

This was a time-consuming thing that had no benefit to his junior sister herself. If they were not very familiar with each other, he would be embarrassed to bring it up.

As for before, he was lucky because he met a junior sister who had just established her foundation, had not yet found a backer, and had not even been protected by the sect.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to get the monks who practiced the art of creating all things to help cultivate spiritual plants with that little bit of benefit.

Of course, at that time he didn't know that his junior sister had practiced the Creation of All Things.

Wait, that’s not right. How come the cultivator chosen by this technique is not protected by the sect?

According to past experience, once a cultivator was selected for this technique, he would be immediately reported to the sect by the elders guarding the pavilion. Why didn't this happen this time?

There must be some conspiracy here!

Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to remind Fang Yue, but then he quickly reacted.

The senior sister is taking care of the junior sister's affairs!

She is the eldest sister's younger sister. The problems he could think of must have been known to the eldest sister a long time ago, so it is not his turn to remind her.

Thinking of this, he swallowed back the words that were already in his throat.

Fang Yue naturally noticed his hesitation to speak, so she asked:

"Brother, do you have anything to say to me?"

Xia Weizhi, who had decided not to say much, shook his head and said:

"Junior sister, please tell me what you need my help with."

The other party's attitude clearly showed that he was not going to say anything, so Fang Yue did not continue to pester him, but continued along with his words:

"This matter really has to be handled by my senior brother."

It has to be him? Xia Weizhi couldn't help but feel a little confused by this, and immediately told Fang Yue to stop keeping him in suspense.

But Fang Yue's movements were obviously faster than his. Before he could finish his words, the other party had already taken out something and handed it to him.

"The senior sister said that we should bring Tuntun with us to this secret realm."

After saying this, she paused for a moment before continuing:

“It’s just that when I went to pick up Tuntun, I found it in its current state.”

Having said that, she paused again, looked up at Xia Weizhi's reaction, and seeing that he looked a little unhappy, she continued decisively:

"I don't know how much Houttuynia cordata this Tuntun has eaten to become like this. I'm not used to such a strong Houttuynia cordata flavor."

Having said this, he paused for a moment again, handed the Tun Tun in his hand forward again, and then continued:

"I remember that my senior brother likes Houttuynia cordata very much."

Although she didn't say directly that she wanted Xia Weizhi to help take care of Tuntun, her meaning was very clear.

Especially when Xia Weizhi thought about why Tuntun had become like this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

When he was researching how to make medicine using Houttuynia cordata, he produced a lot of low- and medium-level pills with too many impurities, or pills with strange effects.

It is normal for such a situation to occur when researching new spiritual herbs.

Most of the failed pills would be sent for destruction, but Xia Weizhi was reluctant to destroy them directly because he used high-level spiritual medicines to refine the pills.

But if they are not destroyed, these things have no other use and can only be piled up in the storage bracelet taking up space.

However, ever since he learned about Tuntun's existence from his senior sister, he instantly came up with an idea - to feed Tuntun all the elixirs that failed to be refined during the research process.

Although the refining of these elixirs failed, most of their medicinal properties were preserved. Of course, the toxic impurities within the elixirs were also preserved.

It is precisely because of the presence of these toxic impurities that these pills can no longer be taken by cultivators or ordinary spiritual beasts, and can only be diluted with water to irrigate the spiritual medicines.

He doesn't have that many elixirs to water.

But for Tuntun, these are not problems. With its powerful digestive ability, the toxins and impurities in these pills cannot cause any harm to it at all, and the medicinal properties that remain in them can be completely absorbed.

The reality is as expected.

So he kept this habit.

As for the side effects that occurred on Tuntun, in his opinion, there was no problem at all.

Tuntun doesn't often come into contact with monks, so it doesn't matter if he has a special smell. This can also prevent new disciples from coming into contact with him.

It’s like killing three birds with one stone.

But this was Xia Weizhi's thought before he realized it. Now he actually wanted to swear.

Carve a head!

Who knew that this Tuntun would also follow us into the secret realm!

If he had known earlier, he would not have fed him so many pills.

Thinking of the number of pills he had fed to him a few hours ago, he felt his face turn green.

Even if Tuntun's digestive ability is very strong, it will probably take several days for it to absorb the pills it swallowed!

The thought of having to carry a Tuntun with a strong aroma of Houttuynia cordata all the time.

He just felt that his face was turning green and black!

It was all my own fault! It would have been fine if Junior Sister hadn't asked, but now that she did, there was no way to refuse.

He said somewhat weakly:

"Junior sister wants me to help take care of Tuntun."