refuse to be a teacher

Chapter 162

At that time, Xue Lanyin probably exhausted all her strength, just now she hugged Yan Jie tightly and jumped up to the top of the beam.

There is no door to cover the room, so after the sound of the bamboo fence, there will be no other chaotic tail sounds.There are only bursts of crisp footsteps, stepping on the uneven road paved with withered grass, but there is a particularly vigilant force.

Because Xue Lan was holding her breath, the beams under her feet were not very strong, and it was really difficult to bear the weight of him and Yan Jue.

However, the footsteps gradually approached the two of them. At this time, it was simply impossible to change places to hide again.

Yan Jue dragged Xue Lanyin, and quietly retreated a little.When she looked up again, the first thing that caught her eyes was a very familiar plain gauze dress.

Xue Lan almost sat up because she only looked down for a while.Fortunately, Yan Jue quickly stretched out his hand to push him down, and the two lingered on the roof for a long time, almost unable to stand for a while.

"—Where did everyone go?"

As soon as the visitor spoke, Xue Lan knew it must be Shen Miaozhou.

The woman's voice was always very gentle, and recently there was a slight trace of obvious fatigue.

Looking down for a week from this ingenious angle above the beam, I happened to be able to catch a glimpse of the soft hair on the top of her head, which has silently added several streaks of gray frost.

"What about people?"

Shen Miaozhou stepped into the house slowly, at a glance she could see that the subway boxes were opening and closing, showing a mess, a fire broke out immediately, and she became more and more annoyed: "What's wrong with the people guarding the herbs today? At the critical moment, the more you learn to be lazy and slippery?"

However, at the same time, Xue Lanyin, who was hiding on the beam, was silently sweating for herself.

——In fact, it’s not that there is no one, nor is it lazy and slippery.

Xue Lan thought in his heart, but the group of guard disciples who devoted themselves to their duties earlier made him and Yan Jue knocked out in one breath, and all of them were hidden in the corner.According to the current situation, you only need to move your position a little bit, and you can see the bottom of it all at once.

Helpless, this woman Shen Miaozhou... is a deadheaded person who doesn't even know how to turn when she walks.

Or maybe, she came in a hurry, probably because she had something important to do, and she couldn't be free for a long time—now she looked around the iron box in a hurry, and she simply reached out and grabbed a handful of the piled up sacks , weighed them quickly for a moment, then directly put them into his arms, and immediately stopped procrastinating, took a step, turned around and left.

The bamboo fence outside the courtyard was indefatigable, and once again let out a long creaking sound with the footsteps of people leaving.Because Xue Lan jumped off the beam just now, she stared at Shen Miaozhou's receding back in a daze.

"This woman...is she in a daze?" Xue Lan raised her leg slightly, and kicked the three "lying corpses" in the corner that looked like arhats, and then frowned inexplicably, "It's up to her to do things." Energize, I have to get angry in a hurry."

"who knows."

Yan Jue curled up two fingers, intentionally or unintentionally playing with the black herbal stalks in his hand, and then said: "I see, these things... probably are tonics sent to Mo Fuqiu."

Xue Lan answered the conversation out of habit: "It's true, on Lingtai Mountain, he alone is a big medicine jar, and he can't eat enough every day."

However, just after he finished speaking, he suddenly froze for a moment, remembering what Yan Jue had just mentioned, and hurriedly repeated: "Wait, wait... What did you say? That medicine is for Mo Fuqiu?"

Yan Jue said indifferently: "If you don't give it to him, who else can you give it to?"

Xue Lan was a little surprised and said: "But you just said that this batch of herbs...is poisonous?"

Yan Jue was noncommittal, and only turned his head to meet Xue Lanyin's eyes.The two of them understood at the same time, turned their gazes slightly again, and silently cast in the direction where Shen Miaozhou hurriedly left——

At the same time, it was still late at night when the cold wave plummeted.

Shen Miaozhou held the steaming medicine bowl in one hand, while the other hand hung down a warm and thick snow-white fox fur. She bent forward and walked around for a few steps, pushing open several doors covered by overlapping dead branches and trees, which was a room. A wide log cabin with a defensive barrier.

There were muffled coughs in the room, obviously hoarse.Shen Miaozhou slowly stepped over the threshold, the oil lamp in front of the table was burning, and behind the table was a thin and cold figure, reflected in the dim light of the stars, he looked even more haggard and unspeakable.

"Here comes the medicine, Fuqiu, it's been cold recently... drink it while it's hot."

The porcelain bowl and the table collided with each other, making a series of crisp sounds.Mo Fuqiu raised his head upon hearing the sound, but didn't move. He just looked at her and smiled slightly, saying: "...Thank you."

Shen Miaozhou turned around and covered the fox fur on his legs for him, unfolded it, and then spread it out carefully: "between you and me, why do we need to thank you?"

After finishing speaking, he took the medicine bowl and gently placed it in Mo Fuqiu's hand, and continued to exhort: "The doctor said, in the depths of winter, if your cough is not cured as soon as possible, it will be more difficult to cure if it takes too long. gone."

Mo Fuqiu lowered his eyelashes, and the steaming mist in the bowl gradually smoked his finely lined cheeks to a hazy state.After a long while, he coughed softly again, all of which was indescribably depressed and depressed.

Shen Miaozhou stepped forward again, gently stroking his heaving back, and at the same time did not forget to comfort him in a low voice: "If you are not in good health, don't worry too much about the affairs of the sect. We will elect a new head in the spring of next year... ...At this time of the end of the year, you should put down all your affairs and have a good rest, right?"

Mo Fuqiu didn't speak at first, just staring at the bowl of clear black concoction under the oil lamp.After a long time, he finally raised his jaw with a low smile and drank the hot and bitter soup in one gulp.

The porcelain bowl knocked on the table again, and there was already a soft sound.Shen Miaozhou was a little embarrassed for some reason, she stretched out her hand to support the small shaking bowl, and couldn't help but said to Mo Fuqiu, "You...don't be in such a hurry, what should you do if it gets hot?"

"... They're all expecting me to step down, aren't they?" Mo Fuqiu suddenly said out of nowhere.

Shen Miaozhou was slightly astonished and said, "Fuqiu, you..."

Mo Fuqiu waved his hand, all the haze in his eyes was swept away just now, and when he looked at Shen Miaozhou again, he still had a gentle and gentle smile on his face.

"It's nothing, I'm tired." He said, "You should also go to rest earlier, you will have plenty of time to be busy after the next year, so don't tire yourself out."

Shen Miaozhou did not refuse aloud, nor did she turn her head and leave immediately.She silently stared at the extremely pale face under the oil lamp, and the emotions in the eyes of the two of them had undergone some subtle changes at some point.

"Fuqiu." Shen Miaozhou lowered her head, held the porcelain bowl in front of the table that was still warm in her hand, once again said without hope, "About selecting a new head, do you really plan to..."

"En." Mo Fuqiu interrupted her in advance, "Leave it to the potential disciples in the future."

After a pause, he did not look into Shen Miaozhou's eyes again, but slowly turned his cold eyes out of the window: "...If necessary, the position of deputy head may require Junior Brother Gu to take the initiative to make concessions."

Shen Miaozhou's brows trembled, and her complexion changed instantly: "Fuqiu, this... If you do this, aren't you afraid of chilling Junior Brother Gu's heart?"

"Go and rest."

Under the dim yellow light of the oil lamp, Mo Fuqiu's face was full of inexplicable fatigue.But with his clear eyes, even in the misty deep winter night, there was never a moment of timidity and retreat.

"Miaozhou, we are all tired and need a rest." He said slowly, and repeated to her again: "You... go and rest."

Shen Miaozhou was speechless for a long time, but in the end, she took several steps back one after another, until she stepped over the threshold, completely hidden in the vast expanse of night outside the door, no more shadows were seen.

The night of Lingtai Mountain is often foggy, cold and humid, and it is easy to form a biting cold that is difficult to retreat.

Shen Miaozhou did not go far away from the wooden house, but stood there silently for a long time holding the empty and small medicine bowl with both hands.

Unfortunately, Yan Jue and Xue Lanyin were also above the treetops not far away, quietly watching this seemingly peaceful farce.

I don't know how long she waited outside the house alone, but the oil lamp in front of the window never went out, and the person inside said he was tired, but after all, he couldn't rest.

Later on the sky became darker and darker, Shen Miaozhou was no longer obsessed with staying in the same place, turned around and took small steps, walking in the direction completely opposite to the wooden house.

Xue Lan was silent for a while because she looked up at her retreating figure, and then asked Yan Hao again: "Do you still want to follow?"

Yan Jue thought for a while, then finally shook his head and said: "I won't follow, if she wants to leave again, I guess... I have to go to Wen Pianhong."

Xue Lan smiled strangely, either because he was puzzled, or because he said with a hint of sarcasm: "Why do some people do some shameless tricks behind their backs when they clearly have a righteous master?"

"She likes it, why are there so many?"

Yan Jue turned over and jumped down from the treetops, and Xue Lanyin followed.This master, after all, knows his apprentice well, he was afraid that he would open his mouth to ask too much, so he stopped talking in time and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this... the most important thing right now is not to find out where Yun Zhehuan is first? "

"I didn't say I wouldn't look for it." Xue Lanyin spread his hands, "But we can't meet Wen Pianhong directly, and the damned Baiwu people are not around, and there is no clue... How can we find it?"

Yan deceived: "...Look for it with your eyes."

Before the words fell, Xue Lanyin was about to answer something, but saw a blue light suddenly appearing in front of her eyes, almost without warning, which could hit Yan Jue's weak back that had no real energy to guard against it.

"Or jade!"

Xue Lan turned pale with shock, immediately grabbed his arm and slammed into his arms.

The master and the apprentice were simultaneously shaken away by the strong momentum of the obliquely flying forward for dozens of feet. Xue Lan hit the thick and tough branches of the tree with her back facing backwards, and there was a loud bang at once. Fortunately, Xue Lan had not received excessive damage for the time being because her hands were tightly guarded in her arms.

The two help each other help each other in a state of distress, and barely stand firm in the shadow of the trees, but amid the gusts of cold wind, there are vaguely the creaking sounds of rolling wheelchairs.

Xue Lan tried her best to raise her eyes from the severe pain coming from her vest, and saw a cold and pale crooked figure approaching in front of her eyes surrounded by the faint lights——

It was Mo Fuqiu who was coughing in the room just now.