Chapter 161 The Bed-Wetting Boy

Chapter 161 Bedwetting Boy

Ye Xiaochuan stopped with the third place, and it was very miserable. After the two elders set the bones and treated him, he was carried down by Zhu Changshui and others and sent back to the mountainside residence to rest. Then he was wrapped by Xiaochi into a big rice dumpling, which was similar to a mummy. , leaving only two eyeballs spinning around.

Looking at his masterpiece, Xiaochi clapped his hands and happily and happily jumped out of Ye Xiaochuan's room with Zhu Changshui and others. From the sound, it sounded like he was going to the black market of Guanggnatang to gamble.

It was already noon of the next day when Ye Xiaochuan woke up. In his coma, the true method of Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao was healing on its own, coupled with the elixir of Cangyun Sect and the strange spiritual power of the Immortality Art hanging around his neck, he rested One day and one night, except that my whole body was still a little sore, I didn't feel much pain anymore.

He opened his eyes and saw the familiar beams above him, knowing that he was lying on the wooden bed in his own room.

He felt that his bladder was filled with water and he had a strong need to urinate. He struggled to get up to pee, but he couldn't get up. His limbs were very stiff. He thought he had been amputated. He was so frightened that his scalp became numb and his soul left his body.

After taking a closer look, he saw that his limbs had not been amputated. His whole body was wrapped in white gauze, which was no different from a big rice dumpling. If the gauze on his body were straightened, it could probably go around Samsara Peak.

He could think with his buttocks that the masterpiece on his body must have been made by that little fox demon Xiaochi.

The external injuries are almost healed, but the fractured part still needs some time to heal completely. Miraculous elixirs, spiritual power and true essence are all auxiliary, which can quickly heal congestion and internal injuries, but in the case of broken bones, it is not It will be fine in a moment.

Ye Xiaochuan is not very strong now, and his bones feel pain when he exerts force on his arms. His body is tightly wrapped, and he struggled several times but couldn't break free of the bandages. He can only lie on the bed and scream for help.

Today is the last competition of Cangyun Sect this year. It is the grand finale of Yun Qiyou and Gu Jianchi competing for the first place. Except for some servant disciples, there are almost no other disciples on the mountainside. They all went up to watch the competition. Who has the time to save him?

My throat was hoarse from howling, the reinforcements were not called, and my stomach rumbled.

The hunger was bearable, but the problem of water in the bladder was unbearable. When it was almost dusk, the big rice dumpling finally let out a sigh of relief and wet the bed. It was estimated that the bedding could no longer be used.

What retribution, last time I peed on the stone strips at the back mountain viewing platform, Gu Pan'er and others sat directly on the stone strips, admiring the moon and eating snacks amidst the smell of urine.

Now come retribution, he wets the bed himself.

When Bailiyuan walked in, she opened the door and was greeted by a faint smell of urine. She lifted Ye Xiaochuan's quilt and immediately pinched her nose.

Seeing that someone finally came in, Ye Xiaochuan was not overjoyed. Instead, he threatened viciously: "If you dare to tell this matter, I won't let you go."

Bailiyuan was so happy that she laughed so unscrupulously that her waist almost bent with laughter. She didn't let Ye Xiaochuan untie the bandages on her body, but ran out of the room in a hurry.

Ye Xiaochuan felt bad.

Sure enough, in less than half a stick of incense, Zhu Changshui, Xiaochi, Chen Youdao, Yang Quanyong and others swarmed in, and the sounds of joking, laughing and cursing came out of the house.

Ye Xiaochuan was ridiculed to death by these harmful friends. If it were anyone else, he would probably have wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, never to see anyone again.

But this guy was born with a thick skin. At this moment, only his eyes could move, so he rolled his big eyes and laughed with everyone, even more crazily than the others.

After a long time, the bandages were removed all over the body, leaving only two arms and head still bandaged. Ye Xiaochuan sat in the disciple dining hall. Several people occupied a large table and ordered a table of dishes.

Everyone dared not laugh even if they wanted to, but Xiaochi burst into laughter every time he took a bite of delicious food.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious and said: "You still have the nerve to smile? If you hadn't tied me into a big rice dumpling, how could I have wet the bed?"

Xiaochi stopped laughing, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, put it into Ye Xiaochuan's mouth, and said quibly: "It's none of my business. I thought you were seriously injured, so I just bandaged it for you. How can I help you?" I miss you wetting the bed..."

At this point, she couldn't help but giggle again, and everyone else also laughed again.

Ye Xiaochuan was really speechless and could only shout: "If you make friends carelessly, you make friends carelessly!"

He didn't want these scumbags to continue to dwell on his bedwetting, so he changed the subject and said, "Who won the first place? Is it the senior brother or the female robber?"

Baili Yuan put down his chopsticks and said, "It's Senior Brother Gu Jianchi."

Ye Xiaochuan was not surprised at all, but asked curiously: "Did the two of them compete against each other in the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique in the end?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Bailiyuan said: "Same as the fight between you and Yun Qiyou yesterday, the two of them did not compete with real skills at all. They were completely fighting swords at close quarters. They fought from morning to dusk for four hours. In the end, Gu Jianchi narrowly won with one move."

This surprised Ye Xiaochuan. According to Yun Qiyou's unyielding character, when his cultivation level is lower than that of his senior brother, he must have no choice but to give it a try and urge the Big Dipper God-killing Sword Technique to have a fight with his senior brother. Why are the two of them fighting in close combat?

As the saying goes, good things go well, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The story of Ye Xiaochuan's bedwetting was spreading in Cangyun Sect at an extremely terrifying speed. In just one hour, it seemed that all the Cangyun Sect disciples knew about it.

Many people in the dining hall were looking at Ye Xiaochuan, whose head was wrapped in bandages like a zongzi and whose arms were suspended by bandages. They were all pointing and talking.

The third place in the Cangyun Sect’s battle, a young genius who could use the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art, actually wet the bed?

When Ye Xiaochuan was thinking about why Yun Qiyou didn’t use the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art, the Burning Smoke Fairy Gu Paner walked into the dining hall. Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan and his group were indeed here, she swaggered and put a cloth bag in front of Ye Xiaochuan.

Everyone was confused and was about to ask, but Gu Paner said nothing and walked away.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn’t move his hands, so Xiaochi reached out and opened the cloth bag, and took out a brand new porcelain pot from it. It had a duckbill and a flat body with a handle at the back. It was called a teapot, but it was much larger than a teapot. It was called a wine jar, but the shape was a bit weird.

She scratched her head, as if she had never seen this thing before, and asked: "Brother Xiaochuan, what is this?"

Ye Xiaochuan's face turned red, and the others almost fell off their chairs with laughter. The other disciples who were eating in the dining hall also covered their mouths and laughed.

Chamber pot!

Ye Xiaochuan struggled to get up and wanted to hit the wall to commit suicide, saying: "This is a great shame, I can't live! Let me die! Let me die!"