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In the past few days, Xu Xiaoxian's mental state was not very good because of his injuries, and he always fell asleep more than he woke up.

However, to Chen Yao's surprise, Xu Xiaoxian's wound recovered very quickly, as if besides the effect of the medicine, there was some kind of power helping the wound heal.

Moreover, Xu Xiaoxian's appetite was surprisingly good during that time, whether it was the medicinal food made by Chen Yao or the meal made by the master of Taozhuang, even the vegetarian dishes that Ah Jing usually ate, Xu Xiaoxian always refused to come, what to eat, how much No matter how much he ate, he never seemed to be full. If Chen Yao hadn't been afraid that he would be full, he wouldn't know how much he would have eaten.

As Xu Xiaoxian's attending doctor, Chen Yao had no choice but to add another one to the various "no" taboos: Xu Xiaoxian was not allowed to eat at any time other than the meal time.

For this reason, Xu Xiaoxian stared at Chen Yao bitterly when he saw Chen Yao for several days.

During the healing days, Song Yu often came to visit. Song Yu’s family was doing water transport, and his family had a wharf, relying on water for drinking. Drooling - of course it was all because Chen Yao didn't allow him to eat.

By the time of the winter solstice, Xu Xiaoxian's wound had finally healed completely, and Chen Yao also reduced the "no" regulations.

The night before the winter solstice, it snowed heavily, and it cleared up in the morning. There was a thick layer of snow in the yard. Xu Xiaoxian woke up, quietly opened her eyes to see if Chen Yao was there, and found no one in the house. So he quickly put on his clothes, jumped out of bed, walked carefully to the door, poked his head out and looked around.

Chen Yao didn't seem to be there.

During Xu Xiaoxian's illness, it was both Chen Yao's blessing and Chen Yao's fault. Without Chen Yao, Xu Xiaoxian felt as if he had received some kind of forgiveness, and his mood was as clear as the clear sky after the snow.

He walked down the yard, and the snow on the stone steps was swept away. I don't know if it was Chen Yao or Ah Jing, anyway, the owner of Taozhuang would definitely not do this.

He looked at the thick snow in the yard, and remembered what happened when he was a child, so he started to roll a snowball in the yard. His snowball rolled from the northeast corner of the yard to the southwest corner. It was as tall as half a person, covering almost the entire yard. The snow has rolled thin layer.

After rolling a big one, he rolled a small one, picked it up with both hands, and stacked it on top of the big snowball. He picked up two black pebbles and stuffed them into the small snowball as eyes, and then inserted two small tree branches on both sides of the big snowball as eyes. Little hands, this is more than half of the snowman.

He tilted his head and looked at the big snowman, and suddenly he had an idea, and found a big broom for sweeping snow, untied the hairy thin strips, and connected them in bunches on the little snowball to be snowman's hair.

Holding the broom with only a bamboo pole, he took two steps back and looked at his "masterpiece". After thinking for a while, the corners of his mouth turned up, he walked up to the big snowman and squatted down, stretched out his fingers and wrote Chen Yao's two words on the big snowball. words.

He was sniggering triumphantly when suddenly footsteps came from behind him. Afraid that it was Chen Yao, he stretched out his hand to cover the words on the snowball, but when he turned around, it was Song Yu.

"It's Mr. Song!" He breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down in the snow, asking, "What's wrong?"

Song met the "long-haired" snowman and saw the writing on the snowman's stomach, he laughed loudly and said, "Banxian, how long have you held your breath to play tricks on people like this!"

"Of course I'm angry! I can't play tricks on him, so I have to build a snowman for him. I'm not relieved!" Xu Xiaoxian stood up leaning on the bamboo pole, patted the snow behind him, and stuck out his tongue at the snowman.

"Then you beat him with a stick. If you beat one, I'll build another one for you." Song Yu pointed to the snowman for an idea.

Xu Xiaoxian thought about it and thought it was a good idea. He happened to have a bamboo pole in his hand, so he asked Song Yu to stand far away, and he wanted to play two tricks.

Xu Xiaoxian has never learned other weapons, the only thing he has seriously learned is the stick technique taught to him by his master, but he rarely uses it at ordinary times, after all he fights ghosts and does not beat people, talisman paper is much more effective than sticks.

He held the bamboo pole in the air for a while, pointed one end at the snowman, raised it suddenly, and dropped it with force, but stopped suddenly on top of the snowman's head.

Song Yu watched from the side, waiting for the snowman to be blown apart with a stick, but Xu Xiaoxian stopped and retracted the bamboo pole, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

Xu Xiaoxian scratched his head, changed the bamboo pole to his left hand, twirled a few times, and stuck it on the ground. He looked at the snowman, sighed, thought of something else, and turned around to ask Song Yu: "By the way, what are you here for? Want to watch me make a snowman?"

"That's not true." Song Yu seemed to have just remembered the purpose of his trip, and took out a small metal box from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Xiaoxian, saying, "The Western things my father brought back are for Banxian to have a look at." .”

Xu Xiaoxian felt that the small box was quite heavy, and the surface was golden. He held it in his hand and looked up, down, left, and right, thinking: Could it be made of gold?How much is that worth...

"Don't just look at it, open it and listen," Song Yu opened the small box with Xu Xiaoxian's hand, and there was a jingling sound coming from inside.

Xu Xiaoxian looked at the small rotating cylinder in the small box in surprise, dots were arranged irregularly on the cylinder, with some small iron pieces bouncing up and down, making a nice sound like a bell.

Xu Xiaoxian asked: "What is this?"

"Music box, do you like it?"

"...I can't say I like it, but it's really rare." Xu Xiaoxian stretched out his finger and touched the small cylinder inside the box. The small dot scratched his fingertips, and he suddenly asked, "Can you give this to me?" ?”

Song Yu laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Then thank you sir."

"I have other things at home. If Banxian is interested, you can often come to my house to play."

Xu Xiaoxian carefully put the music box into his sleeve, frowned at Song Yu, and asked, "Do you want me to catch ghosts for you again? The ghost month is over..."

"Stop thinking about catching ghosts, Banxian, I just invite you to my house to play."

"That's a good thing. When I recover from my injury, I will make a visit at home."

……

Chen Yao sat on the roof and watched Xu Xiaoxian chatting with Song Yu in the yard. In fact, he was there from the beginning, but Xu Xiaoxian didn't look up on the roof, so he thought he was not at home.

So he also saw Xu Xiaoxian making a snowman to tease him the whole time, but he didn't care, on the contrary, he liked it a little bit. It wasn't until Song Yu appeared that his good mood changed a bit.

And Xu Xiaoxian's stick that didn't go down.

Chen Yao thought, if that stick hit him, he would be in pain for several days, but he didn't expect Xu Xiaoxian not to hit the snowman in the end.

Chen Yao didn't like Song Yu. Ever since he met him in the bamboo forest, he had inexplicably hated this son. He couldn't explain why, especially when Xu Xiaoxian was talking to Song Yu, he was always a little angry. No reason to be angry.

Maybe he simply doesn't like Song Yu.

Xu Xiaoxian and Song Yu were chatting in the yard, he didn't want to hear it, but the voice was going to get into his ears, which made him feel irritable, so he just kept out of sight and out of mind, got up and jumped out of the courtyard wall, and went to the street.

It wasn't until evening that Chen Yao came back, pushed open the door of the yard, but was startled by the scene in front of him, he looked back to make sure he had gone the right way, and then went in.

There used to be a thin layer of snow on the bluestone path in the yard, but now it is gone, but there are small gourd-shaped snowmen on both sides of the path, like a group of snow elves standing on both sides of the road to welcome him home like.

"Xu Xuan?" He subconsciously looked towards the big snowman with his name written on it in the southwest corner of the yard, but he didn't see Xu Xiaoxian's person, but he saw the oil-paper umbrella propped on top of the big snowman.

He searched around in the yard, ran back to the room and searched again, but found no one, and frowned.

Among the "no" regulations he set for Xu Xiaoxian, the "no leaving the courtyard without authorization" clause has not been revoked.

The owner of Taozhuang and Ah Jing went to the mountains to look for plums in the snow after the first clear snow. It was unlikely that Xu Xiaoxian would go out by himself. Chen Yao couldn't help feeling angry when he thought of Song Yu's invitation to Xu Xiaoxian. In the yard, Xu Xiaoxian put the bamboo pole on the ground, picked it up, and walked to the snowman.

He raised the bamboo pole to the snowman's umbrella, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure falling from a spruce tree beside the snowman.

"Don't, don't! Master Chen calm down!" Xu Xiaoxian snatched the bamboo pole from Chen Yao's hand, and stood in front of the snowman, as if he was afraid that Chen Yao would destroy his snowman.

Chen Yao looked up and saw the spruce tree standing upright in the snow, thinking that Xu Xiaoxian really liked staying on the tree, why did he forget to take a look at the tree just now.

"What are you doing up the tree again? I thought you were visiting someone's house."

Seeing that Chen Yao's face softened, Xu Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered the snowman behind him. While playing haha ​​to perfunctory, he backed away quietly, trying to wipe the name on the snowman's stomach, but was caught by Chen Yao.

"Okay, I've seen it all," Chen Yao thought it was funny, holding Xu Xiaoxian's hand suddenly felt very cold, and looked down, Xu Xiaoxian's hands were frozen purple, seeing that Chen Yao wanted to take a closer look, he went Immediately, he pulled his hand away and hid it back in his sleeve.

As a doctor, the most annoying thing is probably this kind of wounded who would hurt himself if he didn't look at it.

Knowing that Chen Yao was unhappy, Xu Xiaoxian quickly explained: "I made a snowman, but I didn't expect it to be so cold..."

"Come here," Chen Yao glared at him, he quickly shut up, and followed Chen Yao carefully back to the room. Seeing that he was still holding the bamboo pole in his hand, Chen Yao was furious and asked: "What are you doing with a stick, do you still want to hit me?"

"Don't dare dare," Xu Xiaoxian felt guilty when he was asked, turned around and ran out of the room, threw the bamboo pole into the corner of the yard, and then thought about why he was afraid of Chen Yao. Chen Yao had agreed to wait for him to heal. He taught it!

He felt that after being ill for a while, he became inexplicably "in awe" of Chen Yao. Not only did he abide by all the "no" regulations set by Chen Yao, but he was also more and more afraid of this young master's anger.

He patted his forehead, thinking that Chen Yao might have cured him for other problems. He pondered in his heart, and unknowingly cursed: "Damn doctor!"

"You evil wounded have the nerve to complain," Chen Yao walked behind him, put down a basin, raised his hand and patted his head, startling him, Chen Yao rolled up his sleeves, and grabbed Xu Xiaoxian's He checked his hands, but fortunately they were only red, swollen and purple from the cold, and the insides were not injured, so he took those two hands and soaked them in the warm water.

Xu Xiaoxian didn't feel anything when his hands were immersed in the water at first, and he slowly regained consciousness after the hot water warmed his hands.

He looked at his own hand, then at Chen Yao's hand, and suddenly grabbed Chen Yao's hand with his backhand, turned his palm and looked at it.

Chen Yao didn't want to show him palm reading, so he withdrew his hand, pressed his hand back into the hot water, and said, "Don't tell my fortune, I don't believe it."

"Who will count for you!" Xu Xiaoxian gave Chen Yao a blank look, but said, "I see Mr. Chen's hands are white and clean, and it seems that he has never suffered a lot."

"It's because you didn't take good care of yourself," Chen Yao looked at the hands playing with water in the basin, and then at the snowmen, big and small, all over the yard, and suddenly felt a little sad. This person really listened to his words, I didn't go anywhere, I just made so many snowmen in the yard because I was too bored.

He stretched out his hand to touch the man's head, but Xu Xiaoxian thought he was about to be beaten, so he hurriedly moved back to hide, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand and sighed.

Xu Xiaoxian suddenly sniffed, leaned close to him and sniffed him like a puppy, which made him feel uncomfortable, and stretched out his hand to push his head away.

Chen Yao: "What evil have you fallen into?"

"Mr. Chen, you are dishonest." Xu Xiaoxian imitated the expression of Taozhuang Master, touched his chin, raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Yao, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, which family is the girl from?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of girl?" Chen Yao frowned, lowered his head and sniffed at his cuffs, and really smelled a faint fragrance, but then remembered something, and tapped the water in the basin with his fingertips. Water, poked Xu Xiaoxian's forehead, and said, "I'm afraid you'll be bored at home, so I brought you a flower here."

Chen Yao waved his hands, walked out of the yard, and when he came back, he had a thin branch in his hand. There were a few small yellow wintersweet flowers on the branch, which wafted a faint fragrance.

Xu Xiaoxian looked at those little flowers, swallowed, and just reached out to get them but was blocked by Chen Yao.

"The flowers were brought back for you to see. Don't want to eat anything you see." Chen Yao rolled his eyes at the person who might have died of starvation in his previous life. He turned around and stuck the branch of wintersweet on the snowman with his name on it. Looking at the nondescript snowman, he couldn't help being amused, and murmured: "That snowman was much prettier when I was young."

"Chen Yao, Chen Yao," Xu Xiaoxian suddenly remembered something, chased after Chen Yao and stopped him, asking, "Did you just say that the flowers were given to me?"

"It's for you to see, don't eat it!"

"If you don't eat it, don't eat it, can I give it away?"

Chen Yao frowned: "Who are you going to send?"

"Give it to my mother," Xu Xiaoxian grinned, turned around and ran back to the room, and ran back after a while, with two more talisman papers in his hand, which Song Yu got back from some temple to give him .

Chen Yao thought that he was about to open the ghost gate again, so he quickly grabbed his hand to prevent him from biting his fingers and drawing symbols.

"Let me go, I won't go down," Xu Xiaoxian pulled his hand away, quickly bit his fingers and drew a few strokes on the talisman paper, explaining while folding the paper: "Didn't Mr. Chen see those things in my house? I sent it down to Hades, so I don’t need to go down.”

"How to deliver?"

Xu Xiaoxian picked up the bamboo pole that had been thrown aside, drew four lines in the snow around the snowman, and then pasted the paper talisman on one of the lines, and a purple flame jumped out of the paper talisman.

"Throw it down," Xu Xiaoxian pulled Chen Yao away, blue flames burned a door along four lines, and a purple-red will-o'-the-wisp emerged from each of the four corners, slowly sinking the snowman into the door, Xu Xiaoxian He took out the music box in his sleeve, opened it, and stuffed it into the snowman's mouth. It looked like the snowman was singing and fell to the ground. He turned around and explained to Chen Yao: "The ghost fire will send things to the king of hell, and the king of hell will naturally know I have to send things to my parents, the snowman was still at home when I was a child, anyway, there is no sun in the ground, the snowman will not melt, oh yes, and the scarf you gave me..."

Xu Xiaoxian suddenly turned around and ran back to the room. At that time, there was the velvet scarf in the bundle that his mother gave Chen Yao. He found the scarf and returned it to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao looked down at the scarf, clenched his fists, but opened the scarf and wrapped it around Xu Xiaoxian.

Xu Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, but heard Chen Yao say: "The goods are sold, and there is no return or exchange."

Xu Xiaoxian touched the scarf and felt a burst of warmth. At this time, the snowman had completely fallen to the ground. Chen Yao looked at the square hole and asked, "What about the ground here?"

"It will be enough to spread the snow in a while, look," Xu Xiaoxian pulled Chen Yao to squat down, and pointed to the place where the line was drawn just now. Chen Yao squinted his eyes and couldn't help being surprised. People like bugs are rolling out smaller snowballs from the snow on all sides to fill the ground.

Xu Xiaoxian: "Your soul has been to the Palace of the King of Hell, and when it returns to the ground, it will be like me, able to see these things."

Chen Yao looked at those hard-working "porters" and was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, there are only immortals on the ground, no ghosts, they are all fine."

"Then..." Chen Yao turned to look at Xu Xiaoxian, and asked, "What about you?"

"I, I'm a half-immortal, I can't go up to the sky but I can go down to the earth, so I'm considered a half-immortal."

"Another nonsense, add another one, and you will not be allowed to go down in the future."

Xu Xiaoxian didn't refute, just watched quietly as the pothole was filled, the talisman paper was burned out, and everything returned to its original appearance.

The oil-paper umbrella did not go down and fell under the fir tree. Xu Xiaoxian felt strange and picked up the umbrella.

Xu Xiaoxian: "It's really weird, this umbrella is determined to follow you, isn't it a fairy?"

"Where did you get this umbrella?" Chen Yao also felt strange, this umbrella seemed to have a spirituality, as long as he was in danger, this umbrella could always block him for the first time.

Xu Xiaoxian shook his head, put away the umbrella, looked up at Chen Yao, but said with a smile, "Mr. Chen's spring is coming."

"what?"

"Peach blossoms are on my face," Xu Xiaoxian stuffed the umbrella into Chen Yao's hands, and sighed: "Oh, I'm just counting peach blossoms for you sons, and I don't know where my Xiaoxian's marriage is..."

Chen Yao touched his face, and suddenly grabbed Xu Xiaoxian's arm, he wanted to express his thoughts clearly.

Xu Xiaoxian didn't let him have a chance to speak, struggled to shake off his hand, backed away a few steps, picked up the bamboo pole on the ground, and pointed directly at his eyebrows, not letting him approach.

He didn't go any further, Xu Xiaoxian put down the bamboo pole, drew a line on the ground, inserted the bamboo pole into the snow, and said, "I hope you understand what I mean."

- Don't cross the line.