The double Taoist couple wants to climb the wall

Qi Shuchen boiled the medicine, carefully filtered the medicine juice, and poured it into a bowl. The pot looked small, but the medicine juice poured out was [-]% full of the bowl.

Holding the medicine, Qi Shuchen felt a little uncomfortable. The bowl of medicine was too bitter, but just smelling it, Qi Shuchen turned his face sideways, with a slightly disgusted expression.

Qi Shuchen took a bowl of medicine, arrived at the stone table in the yard, and quickly handed it to Junhao.

Jun Hao was amused when he saw Qi Shuchen's distasteful appearance: "Does it smell so bad?"

Jun Hao didn't believe it at first, but after taking it over and sniffing it, he realized how much it smelled, and immediately frowned, and didn't drink it right away, but put the bowl aside.

"Jun Hao, why don't you drink it?" Qi Shuchen said gloatingly, with a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Jun Hao stood up, "Are you still smiling? This medicine is so bitter, you are willing to let me drink it." Jun Hao scraped Qi Shuchen's nose affectionately with his hand.

"Haha, what's there to be reluctant about, good medicine is good for the disease," Qi Shuchen replied with a smile.

"Cough! But what..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Qi Shuchen didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Shuchen, do you have candied fruit or something..." Jun Hao knew that Qi Shuchen liked to tinker with these little things, so he asked for it.

"You...you... don't you like sweets?" Qi Shuchen's eyes widened in surprise. It's not what he thought, isn't it, the majestic fairy, why are you still afraid of suffering, and you want candied fruit when you drink a bowl of medicine? ? ?

It is only now that Qi Shuchen finds out that Junhao still has this side.

"Who said I don't like to eat?" Jun Hao asked back.

"That's what the disciples said. Immortal Zhicheng is usually very cold, let alone these things, and he definitely wouldn't touch it."

Qi Shuchen didn't say anything else, usually the disciples are not afraid of the master, but when they see the Immortal Zhicheng, they are like a mouse seeing a cat. Those who should practice swords will immediately be in order.

"How come..." Jun Hao was a little speechless, he was usually like this.

"But this medicine is still too bitter." Jun Hao pointed to the medicine, looked at Qi Shuchen, and his tone was low.

"Hey, good, good, I'll give you the candied fruit." Qi Shuchen just eats soft but not hard, seeing Jun Hao like this, he quickly finds the kumquat candied fruit he made himself from the storage bag, takes out a small box, Pass it to Jun Hao.

"Here's this box for you, drink up the medicine soon." Qi Shuchen felt like he was coaxing an "old child".

"Yeah, Shuchen, but my hand...may be inconvenient." Junhao approached Shuchen, motioning Qi Shuchen to look at his bandaged right hand.

"Isn't this bandaged?" Qi Shuchen didn't realize it yet.

"No, Shuchen, I want you to feed me, so that the medicine won't be bitter." Jun Hao said cheekily.

Qi Shuchen didn't expect Junhao to say that, and rolled his eyes, "You can light a fire, but can't you drink some medicine?"

"I..." Jun Hao was a little annoyed, he had indeed exposed a lot of flaws.

"Hurry up and drink it, it's good for your wound." Qi Shuchen didn't want to talk to Junhao anymore, waved his hand, and went a little further to practice his sword.

Seeing that Qi Shuchen ignored him, Jun Hao picked up the bowl of medicine with his left hand and drank it all in one gulp, without any of the "hypocritical" looks just now.

After drinking, the bitter taste came up slowly, Jun Hao took the candied kumquat made by Shuchen, and ate one, and sure enough... the bitter taste of the medicine was suppressed.

Jun Hao looked at Qi Shuchen who was practicing sword in the distance, then walked over and sat on the small chair next to him.

Qi Shuchen didn't move his sword fast enough, his strength was insufficient, and the connection between the various moves was not coherent enough. It could be seen that these sword moves were not well integrated.

Before doing it differently, Jun Hao might have a cold face, let Qi Shuchen practice here for the whole afternoon, and then say some hurtful words.

Now Jun Hao can only hold back, watching quietly from the side, afraid of saying something wrong, making Shuchen unhappy, and having a bad impression of himself.

Qi Shu practiced for half an hour in the morning, and then stopped. He didn't have much interest in practicing swords. He used to do it for Junhao. Now that he didn't have this idea, he practiced swords in a more perfunctory manner.

As soon as Qi Shuchen turned around, he saw Jun Hao watching from the side, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.

Thinking of this, Qi Shuchen was still a little flustered. After all, he had been reprimanded by the elder in front of Junhao before, and that scene had become a shadow in Qi Shuchen's heart.

"Shuchen, the sword moves you have practiced are better than before." Although Jun Hao could see many shortcomings, he couldn't say such serious words to the already recognized Taoist companion.

"Really?" Qi Shuchen didn't expect Junhao to praise him.

"Well, it will be better if you can be more decisive when you use your sword."

"Then I'm practicing." Qi Shuchen heard what Jun Hao said, and wanted to practice his sword skills.

"Hey Shuchen, wait a minute." Junhao pressed Qi Shuchen's sword hilt: "Practicing swordsmanship cannot be achieved overnight, and I have practiced a lot today, so let's take a rest first."

Just now Shuchen cooked meals, boiled medicine, and after doing so many things, he should also rest. If he practiced like this, his body would not be able to bear the burden.

"Okay." Qi Shuchen agreed, but he didn't think so in his heart. Clearly, the morning class at Qingyun Peak required students to practice swordsmanship for a full hour. Cheng Xianjun said it!

As soon as this regulation came out, the disciples of Qingyun Peak could only abide by it. Qi Shuchen came to Qingyun Peak, and naturally followed suit.

"Shuchen, have you ever thought about...going back to Qingyun Peak?" This sentence lingered in Jun Hao's heart many times, and now he finally said it.

"Why do you want to go back?" Qi Shuchen asked back.

"You are my legitimate Taoist partner, Qingyun Peak is half of you, and Yao Xiaofeng is..." Jun Hao racked his brains, trying to persuade Qi Shuchen to go back with him.

"But I'm different now." Qi Shuchen looked at the sky and smiled slightly.

"I have a master, a senior brother, and my own yard. I won't talk about the Qi Shuchen who had nothing in the past. Junhao, I won't put you first in everything like before, let alone put you in front of me. You are my everything."

Qi Shuchen smiled, these words made him feel much happier, now that he has something to rely on, he will never be as foolish as before, and people will look down upon him.

"Shuchen..." From this moment on, Jun Hao really felt the taste of loss, regrets are useless, and Qi Shuchen will not be the only one in his heart anymore.

"I don't want to go back to Qingyun Peak, that place makes me feel depressed, and I don't want to go back at all." Qi Shuchen didn't care what Jun Hao was thinking, and expressed his truest thoughts.