The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

Even though the rhythm was disrupted by Qiu Juxin, Steve still insisted on completing the plan to have a long talk with Yan Zhiyu. Yan Zhiyu was actually a little confused when he heard Steve give him psychological counseling.

When Steve once again said to stick to his heart, Yan Zhiyu raised his hand and said, "I'm really not angry, and I haven't lost confidence in the people. I can continue to fight!"

Steve frowned worriedly.

"Actually, I think you should talk to Dr. Banner." Yan Zhiyu suggested, "I think Dr. Banner is the hardest one. At least no one calls me a monster."

Steve looked at Yan Zhiyu's article on the screen, which called Hulk one monster at a time. Steve's face was not very good. He clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "Dr. Banner has Natasha."

Yan Zhiyu talked a lot before he convinced Steve that he didn't take the previous things to heart. When Steve was about to leave, he looked back at Yan Zhiyu worriedly.

Yan Zhiyu smiled and told him it was all right, it was really all right.

After Steve left, Jarvis thoughtfully helped Yan Zhiyu turn off the light.

The smile on Yan Zhiyu's face became shallower and lighter until it finally disappeared completely. He curled up on the bed and put Steve's pillow on the carpet.

Yan Zhiyu vaguely realized that there was some connection between Steve's pillow and Steve, and he didn't want Steve to worry.

Steve has been very busy recently, busy dealing with the media, busy with diplomacy that Yan Zhiyu can't do at all, he can't help, and shouldn't add to the chaos.

Yan Zhiyu closed his eyes and saw the flames in the sky.

Sunny Miller's distorted face slowly emerged from the fire. The flames burned the residents. Yan Zhiyu stood in the corridor, holding a baby's corpse in a daze.

Sunny Miller whispered in his ear, "It's all your fault."

"Why didn't you save me?"

Yan Zhiyu heard many voices talking in his ears, including Sunny Miller and those who died in front of him.

In the dream, Yan Zhiyu didn't know how to answer this question, because he really didn't save those people, but Yan Zhiyu wanted to ask those people more, what did he do wrong, why he risked his life to save people, but in the end became a sinner.

Sunny Miller's words were like a thorn in Yan Zhiyu's heart, "I set the fire just to attract you, they all died because of you."

Yan Zhiyu's breathing became short of breath in his sleep. He grabbed the sheets and curled himself up. The self-service system was reading in the small black room. When he heard Yan Zhiyu sobbing again in his dream, it snapped. Throwing the book away, a stream of white light cursed, rushed out of Yan Zhiyu's body, pulled up the Steve pillow on the carpet, and stuffed it into Yan Zhiyu's arms.

"That idiot's mouth is not clean, there is (beep) in her mind, why do you care about her." The self-service system mumbled into the small black room, and as soon as he turned around, he saw another warning letter from the main system.

The self-service system threw it away when it saw it, "I just pulled a pillow for him, and I didn't open the back door. You don't care, bah."

The warning letter flashed twice on the ground and disappeared.

Steve, who was sleeping in the bedroom, was watching TV in his dream. It was a Chinese opera channel, and it was babbling and singing, but Steve couldn't understand it.

So he kept looking for subtitles, but he couldn't find the subtitles. Instead, he found a sad little milk dog on TV.

Steve poked Yan Zhiyu through the screen in his dream, and Yan Zhiyu groaned, muttering aggrievedly, "What did I do wrong?"

Seeing Yan Zhiyu's appearance, Steve felt very distressed, but in his dream, for some reason, he couldn't hug Yan Zhiyu.

Steve thought, Yan Zhiyu must have cast a shadow on Sunny Miller, and he should accompany Yan Zhiyu through this period, lest Yan Zhiyu can't think about it for a while.

Steve struggled to get up, and when he finally opened his eyes, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and there was still more than an hour before Steve's daily morning jogging time.

Steve turned off the alarm clock, walked to Yan Zhiyu's door, and gently pushed open the door that was pulled by Qiu Juxin.

Yan Zhiyu hugged Steve's pillow, frowning, not sleeping soundly.

Steve carefully lay down next to Yan Zhiyu, hugged him from behind, and pulled him into his arms little by little.

As if sensing a familiar atmosphere, Yan Zhiyu muttered something vaguely about Steve, then let go of Steve's pillow, turned over and got into Steve's arms, rubbed himself contentedly, and continued to sleep.

Steve held Yan Zhiyu in his arms, thinking about the Hydra base destruction operation three days later in his mind, and whether to bring Yan Zhiyu to the public again.

……

When Yan Zhiyu woke up in the morning, Steve had already gone for a morning run. When Yan Zhiyu got up, he saw Senior Brother Qiu sitting on his sofa, staring straight at him.

"Brother?"

"Ok?"

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Zhiyu chatted with Qiu Juxin while putting on his clothes. He was hesitating whether to continue to wear the Chongyang suit. The weather has turned warm recently, and it is no longer suitable to wear the Chongyang suit, but other clothes he I don't like it again.

Qiu Juxin felt a headache when he looked at Junior Brother Yan who was getting more and more unruly in front of him.

He forgot to salute and say hello, forgot his morning lessons, and put on a Persian dress to go out.

If this was in Wudang, Qiu Juxin's ruler would have already been stamped on it.

Yan Zhiyu was furiously stared at by Qiu Juxin, he quickly guessed the meaning of senior brother Qiu, and asked tentatively, "Does senior brother want to guide me to realize sword intent?"

Qiu Juxin nodded, Yan Zhiyu stood up excitedly, impatiently planning to start.

Qiu Juxin signaled him to be calm and calm, and then Yan Zhiyu saw his brother Qiu call out skillfully, "Jarvis."

If Jarvis hadn't already answered Qiu Juxin, Yan Zhiyu would almost have thought that he had just hallucinated.

Self-service system: "Your senior brother always listens to Tony and learns it. He is much smarter than you stupid thing."

Yan Zhiyu: "I think so too, brother is awesome!"

Self-service system: ...where's your face.

After taking care of Tony, under the guidance of Jarvis, Qiu Juxin took Yan Zhiyu into a training room in the Avengers Building.

"Come..." Qiu Juxin stood opposite Yan Zhiyu and summoned the flying sword, "Attack me, do your best." That's what Qiu Juxin said.

But when he heard Yan Zhiyu's ears, "Come here, I'll kill you."

Yan Zhiyu glanced sadly at Qiu Juxin, who was ready, and put on all his equipment slowly. Is it fun for the boss to abuse the vegetables? The floor is so clean, and he has to be pushed on it to wipe the floor.

Seeing Yan Zhiyu's appearance, Qiu Juxin frowned, he stepped in front of Yan Zhiyu, and slapped Yan Zhiyu's chest with his palm.

Yan Zhiyu was hit and hit the wall. He covered his chest and raised his head to see Qiu Juxin's flying sword coming towards him with an emotionless voice, "Do your best to attack me."

Yan Zhiyu quickly dodged, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a big hole was poked in the wall he was leaning against, and the flying fragments grazed Yan Zhiyu's cheek.

With a soft shout, Fei Jian turned his head and rushed towards Yan Zhiyu, poking at him.

Yan Zhiyu: Ahhh! ! !

Self-service system: ...Oh my god, it's so ruthless.

When Yan Zhiyu started training, it was still after six o'clock. When it was time for the Avengers' breakfast, when Natasha came to pick them up, she saw Yan Zhiyu lying on the ground in messy clothes, panting heavily. The corners of her eyes were still wet, and when she saw Natasha, she pursed her mouth, looking extremely pitiful.

Qiu Juxin glanced at Natasha, walked over to pick up Yan Zhiyu, and put her on the ground to meditate.

"What are you doing?" Natasha disapproved of excessive training. She saw that Yan Zhiyu's body was trembling. training."

Yan Zhiyu nodded in agreement, but was stared back by Qiu Juxin.

"En." Qiu Juxin explained briefly.

Natasha didn't understand, but she chose to take a step back. After all, Qiu Juxin is Yan Zhiyu's senior brother and knows Yan Zhiyu's ability better than her. She pulled Yan Zhiyu up and said, "At least you have to go first. Eating breakfast and training on an empty stomach is not good for your body."

Hearing Natasha's words, Yan Zhiyu really thought that his training could be temporarily stopped. When he was eating the green rice balls and wild vegetable soup given by Qiu Juxin with a stiff face, he felt that he was still thinking too naively.

Qiu Juxin went out and hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door of the training room, then turned back, and began to command Feijian to chase after Yan Zhiyu to poke.

Steve and the other Avengers stood in front of the surveillance video in the training room, looking worriedly at Yan Zhiyu who was being rubbed on the ground by Qiu Juxin.

"Cool, I like Daoist Qiu's move." Clinton said as he ate popcorn and watched the excitement, "How did he create the formation, is it magic?"

"No, this is a Taoist Kungfu unique to Chinese people." Dr. Banner pushed his glasses and said earnestly. He held the small porcelain bottle that Yan Zhiyu gave him in his hand, and there was poison in it. He said to Tony, "Tony, let's Let’s analyze the venom as soon as possible before some people react.”

Tony reluctantly glanced at the big screen, turned around and entered the laboratory with Dr. Banner.

When it was dinner time, Yan Zhiyu's training ended temporarily. The Avengers sitting at the dining table saw Qiu Juxin dragging Yan Zhiyu, who looked like a rag doll, into the room. When Qiu Juxin passed by the dining table, he casually Glancing at his dinner plate, he suddenly quickened his pace when he saw moon cakes fried with bitter gourd, and dragged Yan Zhiyu straight into the bedroom without looking sideways.

"Luck" Qiu Juxin threw Yan Zhiyu into the bathtub filled with water, sprinkled with medicinal wine.

Yan Zhiyu obediently began to meditate, feeling the same as usual, except that he was hurting all over, maybe he didn't do well, which caused the brother's training camp to be ineffective, Yan Zhiyu thought, and planned to preemptively strike tomorrow, so as not to be arrested by senior brother Qiu Nothing to fight back on the ground.

When Qiu Juxin came out of the bathroom, he felt someone was at the door of the bedroom. He walked over quietly, then opened the door suddenly, and saw a bunch of Avengers standing at the door.

Steve blushed a little, he coughed lightly and said, "We just want to ask if Yan still eats."

Qiu Juxin hummed and closed the door.

Steve: ...Huh?