Xiuxian Work Log

In the antique-style room, a fair and delicate young man lay on the bed, his lips pale, his hands spread out on the quilt. A faint breath came out of his nose, and his body rose and fell slowly.

The maid Qing'er who was serving beside him checked the boy's injuries as usual. After injecting the last appropriate amount of spiritual power into the boy, she was about to leave when she met Fu Weisheng who was coming over.

Fu Weisheng is quite controversial in the Fu family. On the one hand, although she is talented, her cultivation progress has been slow, no different from that of ordinary people.

Unlike her brother, Fu Lixu, a gifted young prodigy, she was even confined for five years for a mistake she made a few years ago. It wasn't until the Fu family consulted a fortune teller for Fu Weisheng that they allowed her to go out and search for the Green Mirror.

I heard that her foundation was damaged by Lan Tang, and now she has failed to obtain the Qingjing. The Fu family is worried about her and is looking everywhere for a doctor who can heal her meridians.

This unknown young man was brought back by Fu Weisheng, who said he would heal him. When he was brought here, he was weak and had been wounded in a fatal area by the dagger.

However, no matter how fatal the wounds of mortals were, they were easy for these immortal cultivators to heal, and the guards quickly healed the wounds for the young man.

As Fu Weisheng's personal maid, she had reached the seventh level of Qi training and was called by Fu Weisheng to take care of this strange young man.

Qing'er greeted Fu Weisheng, "Hello, young lady."

Fu Weisheng's bright eyes didn't look inside the door, but asked Qing'er, "How is he now?"

Qing'er: "It should be fully recovered today. I wonder how the young lady plans to accommodate this person?"

Fu Weisheng blinked a few times, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know."

Qing'er was silent.

She had always known that this person was emotionally indifferent. In the Fu family, he didn't care about anyone except her parents and her brother Fu Lixu. In the end, his peers in the Fu family also had a bad relationship with Fu Weisheng.

Not only was Fu Weisheng unfamiliar with the other members of the Fu family, he was also unfamiliar with the maids in his own courtyard. He generally did not communicate with her, and he only had a casual acquaintance with her, the personal maid who often stayed by his side.

Qing'er really didn't know how Fu Weisheng became friends with He San. He San might have some special qualities, and she should learn from him.

He San in the illusion suddenly sneezed, and while signaling Amu who turned around to continue digging, he touched his chin and thought deeply.

"Could it be that my enemy is turning into a vengeful ghost and is coming after me? I'm so scared, I'd rather die first!"

After saying that, he lay down in the pit and signaled Amu to dig the soil. Amu swung the shovel, leaving an afterimage...

Thinking of Fu Weisheng's abnormal behavior, Qing'er couldn't help but ask Fu Weisheng.

"Miss, do you care about this person very much? In addition to coming back yesterday, you care about this person again today. Is this your new friend?"

Fu Weisheng exclaimed "Ah", somewhat confused.

"No, he was pushed and bumped into my dagger. I'm just curious if he knows who pushed him. I want to find them too."

After all, she hadn't decided whether to come back at that time, and things developed in an unexpected way.

If she had left that place earlier, she wouldn't have been bombarded and nagged by her parents and brother when she returned.

When her father, mother and brother heard that she was injured like this by Lan Tang, they picked up weapons and went to find Lan Tang to argue with him.

Fu Weisheng wanted to stop it, but was rejected by the three of them.

In her mother's words, "The situation and everything else are things that the old ancestor should consider. He won't take action. We in the family will always stand up for you. Besides, if we can't win, we can just run away. Your brother has plenty of life-saving talismans."

Fu Weisheng was touched and smiled faintly. Seeing her like this, Fu Weisheng's mother felt very distressed and held her in her arms.

She came back in the afternoon, while her parents and brother left in the evening.

Coming back to his senses, Fu Weisheng watched Qing'er retreat. She walked to the door and pushed it open and went in.

Meeting the boy's fragile eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and Fu Weisheng was a little confused. He walked to the boy's bedside and asked him with a stern face.

"Do you know who pushed you that day?"

The boy shook his head, "I don't know."

"Oh." Fu Weisheng was about to leave without getting an answer, but was stopped by the young man's timid voice.

"My benefactor, how can I repay you?"

Fu Weisheng looked at him in confusion and asked him.

"Why should you repay me? I didn't save you. If you want to find someone to repay, go find the guards who saved you yesterday and Qing'er."

The boy's voice trailed off, "I understand."

Fu Weisheng: "Then I'm leaving."

"Wait!" The young man called out to Fu Weisheng again, but Fu Weisheng didn't stop. As if there was an evil spirit behind him, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

juvenile:……

Don't you have time to stop and listen to him ask who that guard is?

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Fu Weisheng was really afraid of the young man who made her lose control of her heart. The last time she had such huge emotional fluctuations was by He San, who caused her to be put in solitary confinement for five years.

Generally speaking, anything that can make her so emotional will bring her instability.

The next day, Fu Weisheng practiced the spell that could suppress the pain of torn meridians as usual. The medical practitioner beside her replenished her spiritual energy and repaired some minor wounds.

Fu Weisheng came out of the room and saw the guard who saved the boy and Qing'er leading the boy waiting for her there.

Fu Weisheng: "I usually finish at the end of the time."

So there’s no need to wait for her in advance, Fu Weisheng thought silently.

The guard was a cheerful person and pushed the boy forward.

"It's not my turn today. If Ji Fuyou hadn't come looking for me, you would have missed out on such a great talent. Ji Fuyou has a great talent for swordplay. You can take him in. You won't have to worry about being bullied when you go out in the future!"

Ji Fuyou was pushed forward by the guard and staggered, looking at the girl with anticipation.

Qing'er, who was standing by, carefully observed Fu Weisheng's expression and noticed that he turned his gaze slightly away the moment he saw the boy's face, then turned back as if nothing had happened. However, he wanted to clasp his fingers, which were hanging by his side.

Perhaps noticing Qing'er's gaze, Fu Weisheng pursed his lips and loosened his hand again.

Fu Weisheng: "Let's wait until my parents come back."

She didn't really want to be in contact with this boy every day.

The heart beats uncontrollably.

Very troublesome.

The guard said happily, "Then I will send him to the academy first and let him learn the techniques of Qi Induction and Body Strengthening."

After saying that, he pulled the eager and expectant young man away.

Fu Weisheng disappeared from the spot. Qing'er sighed and returned to her room to practice.

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After breaking four bowls in a row, Lin Qingyue couldn't help but look at his hands with suspicion.

Does she have Parkinson's?

Isn't this something only old people can get?

How could she get it at such a young age?

That wasn't the end of it. When she fell asleep and woke up again, she was at the gate of the Wen residence in the blink of an eye. Because Hua Xiangrong didn't take her in, she was trapped outside the formation.

But when she touched her swollen forehead, she knew that she had bumped into something more than once or twice.

Even when she woke up, she kept bumping into him.

Lin Qingyue: ...

What the hell? How did she become like this?