The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

Du Yanshu was half happy and half worried, he was happy because he lost the sword and got it back, but he was worried, who took the sword back for him and sent it here?

Carefully took out the sword, checked it carefully, and put it on his waist after confirming that it was safe.

Turning to Song Li, he asked, "Young Master Song, my sword—"

Song Li frowned and shook his head: "It's not that the younger generation took it back, and no one knows that you and I are here to recuperate."

"Mr. Song's friend—"

"He didn't know that senior was here." The words were firm and frank, not like lying perfunctory.

Du Yanshu nodded lightly, and didn't ask any more questions, wondering who was helping him in secret, and knew his whereabouts like the back of his hand.

In the end, he only breathed a sigh of relief: "It's always a good thing to find something lost."

Although Song Li on the side nodded in agreement, his complexion became more and more gloomy, and he relaxed a little when he found Du Yanshu's suspicious gaze.

"Senior hasn't eaten for two days, shall I prepare some porridge?" Song Li asked tentatively as the two of them walked from the courtyard to the house as it was cold outside.

Du Yanshu was slightly taken aback: "Is there a servant in this room?"

"none"

"Spirit slave?"

Song Li shook his head and smiled: "No."

Du Yanshu tilted his head slightly: "So, Mr. Song intends...to cook for himself?"

"I'm not good at cooking, please forgive me senior." Song Li smiled.

Du Yanshu was at a loss for no reason: "Then how can I be so embarrassing... It's too much trouble for you." The people who live in other people's homes are saved and taken care of in every possible way. Du Yanshu really feels that this life is not over...

"Senior is just recovering from a serious injury, and the food outside is too greasy, so it's better to be more careful." This is so reasonable that Du Yanshu can't refute it...

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Song." Du Yanshu lowered his head slightly, turning his eyes away at a loss.He is a person who does not stick to the sun, so he can't tell others that I will cook a meal myself in the future to thank you.

After a pause, it seemed that he finally got the hang of it, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Then I can only pick a day, and invite Mr. Song to Guanjin City for a light meal."

Song Li smiled: "Definitely."

Just as he was about to turn around and go to the kitchen, Du Yanshu's voice sounded from behind, very soft but unambiguous: "Mian Chan... please help me keep it for now."

There was no way out of a stalemate on Mianchan's matter, and in the end, Du Yanshu finally compromised.

"Junior understand." The ending sound raised slightly, and Song Li walked towards the kitchen without looking back.

……

Ordinary people say to cook porridge, and to save trouble, they just use a pot of white rice with pickles, but Song Li doesn't do that.

When it was on the table, five or six dishes of porridge were served in front of Du Yanshu. There were salty and sweet, iced and hot, and all kinds of colors, and none of them touched his thunder. It can be said that everything suits the taste...

Du Yanshu was stunned, and after a while he opened his mouth and said, "This is... too grand."

Song Li sat upright, with a gentle smile: "I don't know senior's taste, so I made some more, and senior can choose to eat."

Du Yan thanked him, took a bowl of salted egg and mustard porridge with a bowl, and ate it while it was hot.The two young masters of Du's village are picky, and the chefs are all top-notch chefs, but even so, in all fairness, they are not as delicious as the bowl of porridge Du Yanshu is holding in his hand.

"Mr. Song is good at cooking." Du Yanshu put down the bowl properly, and couldn't help praising him. This point is much better than Yinzhi. According to his memory, Yinzhi knows nothing about other dishes except for being a good barbecuer.

Song Li smiled: "With this praise, the junior has been practicing cooking all these years, it's really worth it."

……

After eating, Song Li asked Du Yanshu to lie back on the couch, and checked his spiritual veins again.

The fire in the house was burning warmly, and the smoke from benzoin curled up, intertwined with the indifferent sunlight in winter. Song Li's spiritual flow waded through Du Yanshu's limbs and bones, warm and peaceful, and Du Yanshu didn't know it A little sleepy again.

He wondered in a daze, what would he look like if he was either injured or sleepy in front of Mr. Song...

"The spiritual pulse is fine, why don't you rest for a while, senior?" The voice lingered softly in his ears, Du Yanshu nodded indiscriminately, his consciousness became light and soft...

I don't know how long it has passed, but I can still feel someone standing by my side, as if talking to myself.

"Are you so defenseless in front of anyone?"

"If someone else sees you like this, I will kill that person."

Hot and soft things covered his eyelids, Du Yanshu's thick and long eyelashes trembled, and he had already lost consciousness.

Dreaming back to Miyan Island, the lava surged, and the heat wave turned everything into ashes. The man stood in the magma and smiled at him: "Uncle, I said I won't hurt you again."

When he woke up, he was sweating all over his face, covered tightly with the quilt, and still in shock. In the middle of the night, there was silence. Du Yanshu wiped off his sweat, and couldn't fall back asleep. After tossing around for a while, he simply put on his clothes and shoes, and planned to go to the garden to enjoy some fresh air.

Before he opened the door, he heard a sound in the yard. He paused, feeling puzzled, subconsciously held his breath, and looked out through the crack of the door.

This night, the moon was shining brightly, and the clear light illuminated the courtyard clearly. There was a man standing in the shadow of the mottled withered trees. The pale moonlight stretched his shadow very long, until it extended into the veranda.

Du Yanshu could also see clearly that the spiritual aura emanating from Song Li's body at this time was very different from that in the daytime. How can I say it, there was a cold and murderous aura around him.

Song Li stood sideways to him for a while, and then a Xinling came to visit. Apart from the letter, it seemed that he had sent something else.

Standing in Du Yanshu's position, he couldn't see Xinling's family emblem clearly, but Song Li frowned more and more tightly, his complexion was gloomy, he hurriedly replied to the letter, and waved his sleeve to let Xinling take it back.

Seeing this, Du Yanshu hurriedly turned around and returned to the bed lightly, took off his outer robe and inner garment and arranged them in the original position, and quietly shrank back into the quilt again.

As soon as his head touched the pillow towel, he heard a very light push on the door, footsteps from far to near, and stopped at the side of the bed, a black shadow pressed down, his breath was approaching, Du Yanshu closed his eyes calmly, breathing evenly Long, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Song Li leaned down and carefully wiped the sweat off Du Yanshu's forehead, brushed the mole at the end of his eyes like a dragonfly with his fingertips, sat on the side of the couch for a while, then got up and left.

When the footsteps disappeared, Du Yanshu suddenly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't understand what Song Li was trying to please and approach him in every possible way. He had nothing to make outsiders envious of him now.

Moreover, who is this Young Master Song?

……

The next day, Du Yanshu took care of himself and bid farewell to Song Li.

It has been six or seven days since I came to Wuxi Town this time, and the cat ghost has been subdued, and the soul-deprived patients in the town seem to have had a dream, and their memories have come back in a trance.

At this time, it is logical to say that you want to go back, and it will not make people suspicious.Although Du Yanshu felt that he had nothing to gain from him, Song Li's behavior was mysterious and unpredictable, and his spiritual power was immeasurable, and it was by no means simple.

He never believed that there is nothing good in the world without a reason. Song Li must have a purpose for approaching him, and Du Yanshu never thought that he could leave smoothly. It was Song Li who rescued him, at worst, he should be compensated.

"Senior, why did you decide to leave in such a hasty manner?" Song Li expressed disappointment undisguised.

Du Yanshu was momentarily at a loss for the other party's frank expression of disappointment, and said calmly, "My injury is already healed. I have troubled Mr. Song for so long, so how can I keep bothering you?"

"No trouble." Song Li blurted out.

"...This..." Du Yanshu didn't know how to respond to the opponent's unreasonable behavior.

"Did the younger generation offend the senior because of poor hospitality?" The pitiful look in Du Yanshu's eyes made him think for a moment that Yinzhi was acting like a baby with him.

Du Yanshu is not good at dealing with stalkers. The other party has saved his life and is an outsider, so he can't face each other with a dead face like Pei Yun who is waiting to be cited... He is thinking about how to answer without being rude and making the other party irresistible— —

"Since the senior has made a decision, the junior can pack the luggage for the senior."

"... I'm sorry." Du Yanshu was stunned for a moment when he never expected the other party to be so forthright.

In fact, Du Yanshu didn't have any luggage, but Song Li packed up a small package and weighed it in his hand. It was quite heavy.

"This is a little thought from this junior, senior please accept it." Seeing the perplexed look on Du Yanshu's face, Song Li said with a grin.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Du Yanshu hugged the package in his arms, and couldn't think of anything to give this Mr. Song, and he didn't know the details of Song Li, so he didn't dare to invite him to Du's manor...

Although Song Li smiled kindly on his face, he looked at Du Yanshu with fixed eyes, as if he could see through the other person's mind: "Senior, can you promise me a request?"

"Master Song, please tell me."

"On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, during the Lantern Festival, the younger generation happens to have something to go to Guanjin City, can you invite the seniors to Guanyuejin for a cup of lantern wine?"

Although Du Yanshu had doubts in his heart, his face was calm: "Okay, it's a deal."

……

Not far from the house, Du Yanshu saw a gloomy Tang Wenqing in the street market. At the same time, Tang Wenqing waved to him and hurried over: "Senior Du, I have searched all over the past few days. You can't be found in any of the inns in Xi Town."

"...Young Master Tang, what happened?" Du Yanshu asked with a slight frown, seeing his anxious expression.

"A few days ago, a female monk died in the Yi family. The Yi family said...it was you, the senior... who killed..."

"...Yi family?" The Yi family on Miyan Island is not as good as it used to be. These years, the Yi family has left their hometown, and they have always hated Du Yanshu and Du Yinzhi who caused the change in the melting abyss.

Du Yinzhi had already lost his mind, and Du Yanshu had always lived in seclusion and kept out of the world, and they couldn't find a reason to find fault. They kept suppressing that resentment and anger in their hearts, and they didn't want to explode. They didn't expect it to explode today.

"Senior, hold your breath!" Tang Wenqing suddenly froze, grabbed Du Yanshu's wrist and dragged him to an alley beside him.

Being touched suddenly, Du Yan's hairs stood on end, but the current situation couldn't help him to take care of his own minor problems. The two of them hid their breath, stood against the wall, and saw six or seven monks wearing Yi family's iconic red clothes Walk through the street.

"Just now I clearly sensed Du Yanshu's aura, why did it suddenly disappear?"

"Look around."

Everyone held their swords, and they were aggressive, as if they were going to smash him into pieces.

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The author has something to say: Citation: Young Master Tang, let go of your hand Citation: Young Master Tang, look away

Quote: Mr. Tang, the whole person, get out of here

Tang Wenqing: trembling

Uncle: ...Why is Mr. Tang afraid of me?

……

It seems to smell a dangerous breath~

Citation: It’s okay. In the next chapter, you can pretend to save my uncle again~