The little wolf dog of the next door sect misses me [Rebirth]

Tao Song got up quickly, and raised his hand to catch the whizzing feather arrow.

Bai Yu turned into dust in an instant, blurted out a few words in the middle of the void, and then dispersed again in an instant.

"Qusang Valley is different." Tao Song repeated the sentence, quite confused, "What do you mean? Remind us that Qusang Valley is in danger?"

Yu Shi recognized the handwriting at a glance, it was Xu Su's handwriting.Xu Su's handwriting is practiced like a golden wrong knife that has long been lost, and no one in the world can imitate it.

Xu Su knew his identity, and actually told him that.

Yu Shi couldn't figure out his intentions, he only vaguely guessed that there should be two people behind this right now.

All the way, he deliberately used Duan Ye's little grandson to make him aware of the existence of Qusangu; all the way, it was Xu Su who told him clearly that there was a ghost in Qusangu.

Yu Shi didn't know what the intentions of these two passers-by were, but at the moment he just felt that this Qu Sang Valley was very important and he had to go: "Whether it's to dissuade or lure, I have to go there."

Tao Song nodded: "Okay."

Yu Zhi sincerely hoped that Tao Song could stop him.

Tao Song's obedient posture made him flustered.

Yu Shi sighed quietly, tried his best to ignore the messy thoughts in his head, and told Tao Song again: "You must be careful over there, just leave everything to me, don't take risks."

Tao Song is very well-behaved: "Okay."

Yu Shi looked at him, but didn't believe it: "I'm serious."

Tao Song's eyes brightened: "I remember."

Yu Shi became more and more worried. After pondering for a while, he suddenly thought of an old method: "Go and get a pen and paper."

Tao Song sat still: "I don't write." Then he blinked: "If you want to write, you write first."

Yu Shi was puzzled: "What should I write?"

Tao Song smiled: "Marriage letter."

Yu Shi shook his hand holding the medicine bowl: "...what are you doing writing this, I don't know how to speak and don't count."

Tao Song's rascal: "If you don't write, we'll have a bad reputation, and you don't care what I do."

Yu Shi was stunned, and suddenly didn't know how to open his mouth. He took a big gulp of the medicine in a broken jar, and his eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled in pain.

Song Chi's prescriptions are even more bitter than Cui Ling's medicine.

Tao Song came over with a stack of hawthorn fruit: "Eat this slowly."

Yu Shi raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, the corners of his eyes were red, tears were about to come out from the bitterness, he quickly picked up one and ate it.

The hawthorn was wrapped in rock sugar, sour and sweet. Yu Shi held the plate and ate half of it, and then heard Tao Song whisper: "I didn't mean to tease you."

Yu Shi couldn't persuade him left and right, and didn't know how to talk to him again.

He took the plate and ate for a while, the room became more and more quiet, he was feeling a little uncomfortable, and saw Tao Song tugging at his sleeve eagerly: "I want to eat too."

Yu Shi ignored him again, as if he was really angry, so he calmed down a little, and handed the plate over very graciously.

Three or four plump red fruits were lying on a white porcelain plate, with crystal icing on them.

Tao Song glanced at it, pushed it back to him, raised his head and said, "I don't want to touch my hand."

Yu Shi didn't think much about it, he picked one up, and when he fed it, he felt a little turmoil in his heart.

The candlelight was flickering in the night wind, and outside the window was the galaxy of stars in the summer night, spreading far away in the dark sky. Tao Song had clear eyes and a warm smile, and he was only a few feet away from him.

Yu Shi's heart suddenly became flustered, and he wanted to withdraw his hand for a moment.

But Tao Song had already moved closer and bit the fruit from his fingertips.

Yu Shi's fingers brushed his lips, his heart suddenly jumped, he lowered his head in panic, avoiding Tao Song's eyes involuntarily.

Tao Song chewed and swallowed, then frowned, "It's so sweet."

Yu Shi gave a random "hmm".

Tao Song leaned over again: "There is more, I still..."

Yu Shi picked up the plate and quickly stuffed the rest into his mouth.

Tao Song looked aggrieved.

Yu Shi swallowed it in one gulp, stroked his chest, and said righteously: "Don't eat it, it's bad for your teeth if you eat too much."

Tao Song suppressed a smile, still acting aggrieved: "Then you eat it all."

"I'll go wash my mouth right away." Yu Zhi got off the bed confidently, and walked out quickly as soon as he opened the door.

The wind in midsummer was already a bit chilly, and Yu Shi stayed in the wind for a long while to build his mind before returning in a normal way.

When he opened the door and saw that Tao Song had fallen asleep, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After blowing on the candlestick in the room, Yu Shi lay on the bed again for a long while in a daze, and the medicine he had taken picked up, before he fell into a deep sleep.

Tao Song secretly opened his eyes, remembering how panicked he was just now, smiled again, got up and lightly adjusted the quilt for him, and then lay down again.

The next morning, when Yu Shi woke up, he felt he was a hero again.

He forcibly fell asleep to get rid of the flustered mood of last night, and looked at Tao Song as if he was looking at his own brother.

Tao Song casually picked up a small cucumber for him, and then asked: "Why, Huaishuang's sword intent has returned to normal?"

Looking at the cucumber sticks in the small dish, Yu Zhi felt a little awkward.

Feng Xian nodded: "Last night, it was fine. Several sects sent letters early in the morning. Fortunately, something big happened yesterday, and we discussed it all day."

"Senior, you should eat more, Master told you." Cui Ling took Yu Shi's empty bowl and filled it with more than half of it. He was puzzled, "This sounds very strange."

Yu Shi ate the porridge with his head on his stomach, seeing the little cucumber sticks still responding, he didn't know whether he should eat it or not.

Feng Xian shook his head: "I don't know what's wrong, each sect still plans to send people over to have a look."

He looked at Cui Ling again: "Qingjiang didn't send anyone. Your master said that there is an epidemic in Yuzhou, and there is no manpower."

Cui Ling was also a little worried: "I also heard from several seniors that the epidemic situation in Yuzhou is raging, I'm afraid some of my subordinates are busy."

Feng Xian said again in a deep voice: "Qu Sanggu didn't send anyone, saying that the wife of the old owner of the valley is seriously ill and must go back to the closed valley to guard."

Yu Shi secretly thought, Qu Sanggu actually claimed to be sick at this time, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or a cover-up.

He pondered for a while, and suddenly saw Changying pick up the little cucumber with his chopsticks.

Yu Shi panicked and yelled at him, "Why are you eating mine?"

"There's nothing left on the plate." Changying felt aggrieved suddenly, and stared back at him again, "You don't want to eat again, you've left it for a long time."

Tao Song pushed the dried radish closer to Chang Ying: "Let's go now, the cucumbers are gone, so it's the same to eat this."

Chang Ying lowered his head and ate quietly, Yu Shi suddenly felt embarrassed.

He sneaked a glance at Tao Song's smiling eyes, and said in his heart, even eating a meal makes him feel uncomfortable, this Lin'an can't stay here anymore, he has to leave quickly, immediately, tomorrow.