I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan said that he was going to the back mountain, so Gu Jianhan changed into a simple kendo suit.Her long hair was tied high with a belt, and her narrow sleeves outlined a beautiful and smooth wrist line.

Wen Yan also changed into lighter clothes, and prepared to set off with a homemade small wooden seesaw and bamboo basket.His black hair was already too long, and the broken hair on his forehead somewhat covered his eyes, and the wolf tail that was originally left behind was now tied up scribbled with an ivory white hair band.

Gu Jian stared at him coldly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead.His fingertips were as cold as ever, Wen Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed the master's preferential treatment, and a bright smile appeared on his lips again.

"Thank you, Master."

Gu Jianhan withdrew his hand and unconsciously crushed his slightly warm fingertips: "Let's go."

Wen Yan nodded, and led Gu Jianhan to a small hill in the back mountain.As he said, there are clusters of slender and white chicken fir fungi growing here, and they are full of vitality as far as the eye can see.

Yuncheng does not produce chicken fir, and he rarely eats this kind of thing, most of them are other processed products.But it is said that fresh chicken fir is very delicious for making soup and noodles, so he just wanted to delay Gu Jianhan, so he made such an excuse.

Wen Yan locked on to the nearest target, walked over and squatted down, scraped away the surrounding soil, and carefully pried its roots.

"Crack."

"It's broken..." Wen Yan said sadly, "It must be something I didn't do well."

He was about to try again, but suddenly a cold thing was pasted on his head, and he stroked his head stiffly and jerkyly.

Wen Yan's hands froze, and he turned his head to look, and it was indeed Gu Jianhan who was gently stroking his head.

Perhaps it was because the astonishment in Wen Yan's eyes was too obvious, Gu Jianhan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and avoided his suspicious gaze.Wen Yan didn't know what his master was thinking, from his perspective, he could only see Gu Jianhan's earlobe was slightly red.

What do you mean?

Do you see him as a dog in need of comfort?

"This is covered with mud, do we want to eat mud?" Gu Jianhan coughed softly, "And there is a huge termite nest underneath, if you poke it again, it will burst."

"Ah?" Wen Yan hastily backed away, "Master, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"You didn't ask me." Gu Jianhan also stood up, he was standing a little higher, so his line of sight happened to be at the same level as Wen Yan.

"Well, it's my fault." Wen Yan changed another bunch and continued to use the wooden seesaw, "We're not eating mud, but if Shizun wants to eat it, I can make it for Shizun."

Gu Jianhan walked over, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "There are also termite nests under this cluster."

Wen Yan subconsciously tilted his head to cover his ears, brushed the back of his hand against Gu Jianhan's cool and soft lips, both of them were startled.

Gu Jianhan stared at the pair of ambers for a while, then straightened up suddenly and pursed his lips tightly. His knuckles hanging on both sides curled up slightly, as if he wanted to raise his hands to cover them, but he thought he was making a fuss. In the end, he just looked down at the In the opposite direction to Wen Yan.

On the other hand, Wen Yan seemed to still have a cold and soft touch on the back of his hand, which reminded him of the first time he gave Gu Jianhan medicine.

In the etiquette he has learned, fingers are very dirty things, and you can't touch everything else, otherwise you will leave dirty fingerprints and bacteria, which makes people laugh for no reason.

He didn't understand it when he was a child, until his father thought he had scratched his tie and asked the servants to take him away.That day was the only day he could see his father in a year, but since then, he has never seen his father again.

That night, he tried to chop off his own finger, watching the meandering blood burn from the meticulous white sheets to the bright and smooth high-grade floor, allowing the disgusting smell of blood and scarlet blood to fill his small world.

It's a pity that the knife was not fast, and the servants were also conscientious. The level of treatment in the private hospital was very high, and only some light scars were left after the wound was sutured.

No one scolded him, and no one told him that it was wrong to do that. It would make his parents feel distressed and make people around him worry.It's just that since then, he has added a bow and arrow to his courses. In fact, it's not for other reasons, just because the calluses from bow practice will spread all over the knuckles, which can well cover up the stupid scars.

Fingers are dirty, he has long understood that.

In order to live like a normal person, he had to touch some other people's things with his dirty fingers, enduring nausea and suffering from guilt.

But it is impossible to put fingers into the mouth.

Not even if it's just a character in a book.That's his bottom line.

And above the bottom line, in order to survive, giving medicine to a man with his own lips is barely acceptable.He brushes his teeth very carefully every day, so it should be ok.

But at the time, it was a move that was felt very forced and helpless, a move without any charm, but all the heartbeat and throbbing that should have been accumulated at this moment, Wen Yan was caught off guard when he thought of Gu Jianhan's muffled snort and soft lips, And a subtle but undeniable tremor at the base of the tongue.

Hug in your arms and feed medicine...hug in your arms and kiss.

Wen Yan's ears were all red.

Until Gu Jianhan kicked him lightly.

His thin boots are made of Nanming silk material, impenetrable to swords and not stained by dust, so they don't get mud.The strength of his kicks is not too strong, far less than when he kicked people at night, but more like a way to gently scratch people.

"Pick it quickly, I'm hungry."

Wen Yan thought to himself, isn't your old man bigu, you are still hungry, besides, you pick it yourself when you are hungry, why do you instruct people to be so fierce? !

Wen Yan dared not speak out, his inexplicable thoughts dissipated in an instant, he poked at the soil with a small wooden seesaw, as if poking Gu Jianhan's eyebrows.

"You're about to poke it." Gu Jianhan frowned, "Didn't you say this thing is very precious?"

Although he really didn't see how precious this thing was.Dirty, fat-headed, without any fluctuations in spiritual power, eating it is not good for cultivation.

But Wen Yan couldn't find any good things, and he didn't have any cultivation, so it's normal to eat these ordinary products...

"Master, don't get too close to me, I'm afraid this seesaw will poke you." Wen Yan said, "Things that will go into your stomach sooner or later don't have to be so precious—"

"Do you want to awaken your spiritual roots?" Gu Jianhan suddenly said.

Wen Yan replied casually: "I think so."

Gu Jianhan fell into silence.

Wen Yan felt something was wrong in the dead silence. Why did Gu Jianhan suddenly ask him if he wanted to awaken his spiritual roots? Could it be that his conscience realized that he finally remembered his responsibility as a master?

However, I am not considered his apprentice in the true sense, and Gu Jianhan has no memory about him, so it is normal not to awaken his spiritual roots for him - it is not a responsibility to be true.

So he said: "It doesn't matter if Master doesn't want to, Ah Yan is already very content to be able to stay by Master's side, the extra A Yan dare not ask extravagantly, it is enough for Leng Yuefeng to have a talented disciple, I'm fine."

Weird.

It's related, Zhao Ke is not a good thing.

Sure enough, when Gu Jianhan heard what he said, his long eyelashes drooped a little bit, and his thin lips tightened a little.After a while, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Wen Yan, took a deep breath slowly, stretched out his hand to pull his black hair behind his ears, the movement was cold and stiff, like some kind of extremely crude intimacy .

"Then, can I awaken your spiritual roots for you?"

Gu Jianhan originally wanted to treat him better, but Wen Yan only felt numb all over his body.He has never been touched and questioned so ambiguously before, and the key point is that Gu Jianhan is not that sticky and greasy temperament.

Goosebumps popped up all over Wen Yan's body, he wanted to stay away from Gu Jianhan but was afraid that he would get angry, so he froze there, motionless, looking very stupid.

Just such a little favor made Wen Yan puzzled, Gu Jianhan was inexplicably distressed, he knew that he was not good enough for Wen Yan, but he didn't expect that things were worse than he thought.

"Which line of spiritual roots and levels of spiritual power do you want to awaken, as long as you ask, I can give you." Gu Jianhan said, "Because you promised not to betray me, this is a reward for you. In the future You are obedient, stay by my side and don't mess around, don't make me unhappy, I can give you whatever you want."

Wen Yan understood what he meant, and couldn't help but think, to some extent, he had achieved his original goal.

Gu Jianhan is too easy to take the bait, he will take the initiative to pounce on him if he is given a little bait, it is probably the same in Mozun's eyes, too easy to trust others, too easy to sacrifice his sincerity.

How can there be such a stupid person?What does he want from himself?Why do you say such things to others so easily?

Wen Yan really didn't understand.

"Master, do you treat everyone like this?" Wen Yan asked softly with a smile, "Master is so kind to me, won't senior brother be angry?"

"How did the elder brother repay the master, A Yan really wants to learn."

Gu Jianhan frowned, obviously looking unhappy: "What did you ask him for?"

"I'm sorry, then I won't ask."

Gu Jianhan's pretty eyebrows frowned even deeper.

Wen Yan had an inexplicable depression in his heart, he couldn't confide in Gu Jianhan, he couldn't confide in anyone, he could only let the depression slowly erode his internal organs.He felt a little pain, but he couldn't tell where it hurt.

"Master, I don't know which line of spiritual root is suitable for me. Can you help me choose?"

He should be happy to achieve his goal clearly, but at this moment his voice has an undisguised deepness, which makes Gu Jianhan feel strange.

But he would not ask such trivial matters alone, he just nodded silently, touched Wen Yan's ear with his knuckles, and said in a cold voice: "If I help you choose—"

"The spiritual root of the seventh-level fire system, the main vein of the Biling Pill, and the spirit-controlling talisman as an aid, I will put some high-level ghost grass for anesthesia in the bathtub, okay?"

"In the future, I can teach you how to practice swords."