Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

That night, the two chattered a lot.

Starting from the first meeting under the sycamore tree, I talked a lot in bits and pieces, until the first ray of morning light came in, Dongfang Bubai turned his head and saw Jiang Yunlou's face that had quietly fallen asleep.

He pulled up the quilt for Jiang Yunlou, and kissed the soft top of his hair.

Jiang Yunlou's eyelashes trembled, his eyes seemed to be opened, Dongfang Bubai pressed him lightly, and kissed his eyelids again.

"Sleep for a while, I'll call you later."

Jiang Yunlou didn't know if he had listened to it, he let out a muffled hum, and then fell into a deep sleep. Looking at Jiang Yunlou's sleeping face, Dongfang Bubai suddenly hoped that time could stay at this moment forever.

There is no academic affairs, no Sun Moon God Sect, and no grievances between Jianghu and Jianghu. Only he and Jiang Yunlou spent the rest of their lives quietly in such a house that only belonged to the two of them.

The years are quiet.

Dongfang Bubai sat leaning against the head of the bed for a long time, then slowly got out of bed, straightened his clothes, and quietly exited Jiang Yunlou's room.

Outside, there are Hongjian and Chengbi who have been waiting for a long time.

Dongfang Bubai said to Chengbi: "He just fell asleep, let him sleep a little longer today."

Chengbi bowed her head deeply, and responded respectfully.

Hong Jian said: "Master, the maidservant has already found a maidservant to replace Qinghe."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, took the red note across the courtyard, and returned to his room, as if he was afraid that their conversation would disturb the sleeping people inside.

He also really wanted to ignore Jianghu affairs from now on, and live in seclusion in the mountains or in the market with Jiang Yunlou.

But no.

Just because he is undefeated in the East.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.As long as he is still Dongfang Bubai, as long as Dongfang Bubai is still alive, this world will not give him a chance to live a stable life.

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After a few more days, Ping Yizhi finally arrived at Heimuya.

On the afternoon of the day he arrived at Heimuya, Dongfang Bubai sent Hongjian to ask Ping Yizhi to come over and give Jiang Yunlou a pulse check as soon as possible, so that he could start treatment earlier.

This day, Jiang Yunlou didn't go to teach the piano, and Dongfang Bubai didn't go to deal with the school affairs either. The two sat in the courtyard and played chess for a while, when they saw a big head coming in from outside.

Ping Yizhi's complexion was stinky, and with a glimpse of the mouse whiskers on his face, his face was so ferocious that people couldn't look directly at it. Jiang Yunlou just felt that he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Ping Yi pointed and said concisely: "Hand."

Jiang Yunlou stretched out a hand as he said, and tried to keep it as flat as possible on the stone table.

With one finger, Ping stretched out a finger, took the pulse, felt it carefully for a while, frowned, and motioned him to switch to the other hand.

Dongfang Bubai's gaze stayed on the "one finger" that Pingyi was proud of, his face sank like water.

He felt his pulse twice, both times at Dongfang Bubai's home, but his state of mind was completely different.

The last time I asked Ping to feel his pulse, although Dongfang Bubai already had a slight liking for Jiang Yunlou, but at that time his relationship with Jiang Yunlou could only be regarded as a friend, and he was still curious about Jiang Yunlou's condition. After investigating more, when he heard the news that his cold poison could not be cured, he just frowned, used a favor, and decided that Ping Yizhi would definitely cure him.

But not now.

He had no certainty in his mind.

As if facing a big enemy, he was up and down, more nervous than when he took action to clean up Ren Woxing.

Ping felt his pulse with one finger, and his face became more and more ugly. After a long time, he withdrew his hand and asked Jiang Yunlou gloomily, "Where did your cold poison come from? Why is it so weird?"

Jiang Yunlou shook his head.

There was no special expression on his face, and his tone was as gentle as ever: "I only know that my mother was poisoned by this poison when she was pregnant with me. Later, my mother's body recovered and she had no other problems except chills. Still sick."

Ping touched the beard on his face with one finger, and said: "Your cold poison is very weird. Hey, it doesn't look like a powerful thing, but it can't be eradicated. Your mother should be glad that she was poisoned at the time. There is still you in my son's stomach, otherwise she would be the one suffering."

Jiang Yunlou smiled wryly.

"For this, I have always been very grateful in my heart. I have suffered the cold poison for her, and I can barely repay her for her kindness."

Ping snorted disdainfully.

Dongfang Bubai asked him, "What about the cure?"

Ping Yi pointed and smiled, and said: "Originally there was, but today I felt his pulse, so I feel that this method needs to be changed again. I have to go back and think about it for a few more days."

Dongfang Bubai frowned suddenly, his whole body turned cold, and he already looked very unhappy.

Seeing this, Ping Yizhi explained: "His internal injuries have not healed, coupled with the depression in his heart, the cold poison has become more serious than a year ago, but I haven't seen him for a few months, how do I know he will make his body like this ?”

He turned to Jiang Yunlou again, and said, "Boy, do you know that you can live to this day because you rely on your internal strength to suppress the cold poison in your body? Internal strength is the foundation of your life. If you lose a little, the cold poison will be destroyed." A little more serious."

Jiang Yunlou nodded helplessly and said, "I understand."

He glanced at Dongfang Bubai's expression, patted the back of the other's hand, signaled him to relax, and asked Ping Yizhi: "Master Ping, do you have a way to cure my cold poison?"

Ping Yi pointed: "Yes."

Jiang Yunlou couldn't believe it: "Is this true?"

Ping Yizhi sneered: "Of course it is true! When the time comes, either you will live or I will die!"

Jiang Yunlou was stunned, and Ping Yizhi said to himself: "That's the only way I can think of, if even that way can't save you, only gods can save you in this world... The old man has already Make an oath, to cure one person and kill another, I already owe you my life, if I still can't cure you, then this old man will have to pay you back with my own life!"

Dongfang Bubai asked: "How sure are you?"

Ping Yi pointed: "Of course it is [-]%!"

Dongfang Bubai pressed his forehead: "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid for me, I want to listen to the truth."

Ping Yi pointed to the corners of his mouth twitching, and there seemed to be pulsating veins on his forehead. He endured and endured, and finally said sullenly: "[-]%."

Dongfang Bubai looked at him expressionlessly.

Ping pointed his finger and shouted: "Thirty percent! Thirty percent! It can't be lowered!"

He just felt that he had never been so aggrieved in his life, but Jiang Yunlou's cold poison was so difficult that he had nowhere to show his prestige, not to mention that the person he was facing was the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, so he could only hold back on fire.

Dongfang Bubai waved his hand, a little disappointed, indicating that Ping could leave.

After Ping Yizhi left, the two fell into a moment of silence.

Jiang Yunlou said optimistically, "Dongfang, nothing happened."

Dongfang Bubai sighed softly, and said helplessly, "There's nothing wrong here."

Jiang Yunlou held his hand and comforted him, "It's good to be cured, but even if it can't be cured, I can accompany you for many, many years."

Dongfang Bubai frowned and said: "What I want is not you to accompany me for many years, but to live with me, to be healthy and live a long life."

Jiang Yunlou smiled wryly and pressed Dongfang Bubai's furrowed brows.

"Yes, yes. But even if you are so worried, it is impossible for Ping to give us a [-]% certain prescription. No matter how unhappy you are, it will take a few days for him to come up with a cure. No matter how unhappy we are, it won't affect him in the slightest. So, don't worry about it."

Jiang Yunlou's optimistic attitude not only did not let Dongfang Bubai let go of his hanging heart, but instead gave him a vague and bad premonition.

Jiang Yunlou's attitude towards treatment is correct, and he always cooperates with the treatment with all his strength. He doesn't think the medicine is bitter, and he is not afraid of the pain of the needle. He always tries his best to do what the doctor ordered. sick.

But Dongfang Invincible just felt wrong.

Just like the last time, when Jiang Yunlou's cold poison was not completely eradicated, he almost jumped with a finger, but Jiang Yunlou's reaction was very flat.

There is no disappointment, only a touch of emotion, and he can even calmly comfort Ping Yizhi in turn, don't commit suicide because of this.

It was the same when Jiang Yunlou and Zuo Lengchan relapsed after the battle. Many people, including Dongfang Bubai and Qu Yang, seemed anxious and angry. He was the only one who passed away with a light smile. Whether it's internal strength or cold poison, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Jiang Yunlou's attitude was too strange.

Jiang Yunlou suddenly came over and kissed Dongfang Bubai lightly on the cheek.

"Dongfang, I'm hungry."

Dongfang Bubai came back to his senses, was startled, and then eased his expression.Said: "Ask Chengbi to do something."

Jiang Yunlou looked at him with a smile: "Do you want to try something I made by myself?"

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows.

"what will you do?"

Jiang Yunlou said without shame: "I can do anything."

He did what he said, he dragged Dongfang Bubai into the kitchen, didn't know Chengbi or Ningzi, Dongfang Bubai was dubiously dragged in by him, and saw Jiang Yunlou pull out three eggs from the egg basket in the corner. egg.

"Help light a fire?"

Dongfang Bubai hesitated, "What are you going to do?"

"Scrambled eggs."

Dongfang Bubai: "..."

He boasted that he could do everything.The result is scrambled eggs?

He rolled up his sleeves helplessly, and resigned himself to his fate to fight Jiang Yunlou. It's not that no one lived there before. Although he hasn't cooked for a long time, he still knows how to light a fire.

Chengbi, who rushed over when she heard the movement from the kitchen, stopped stiffly at the kitchen door, and after a moment of stunned, she retreated quickly, as if she saw some scourge in the kitchen.

Dongfang Bubai's helpless voice came out in a low voice.

"...too much oil."

Jiang Yunlou said: "It's okay."

He paused, and added: "Then let's add another egg."

"...that's sugar, not salt."

"I know. In the East, you can add sugar to scrambled eggs. Adding sugar will make the taste more delicate and delicious."

Dongfang Bubai swallowed silently, "That can't add so much", that's all, as long as Jiang Yunlou is happy.

"........."

"........."

"Is it tasty?"

"……good."