Chapter 2243 The Miao Youth Loves Me 05
The five people from the South Gate settled down in Lingcao Hall. In addition to daily communication and learning with the disciples of King Miao, they assisted them in detoxifying the corpse driver.
Fortunately, the corpse driver was not seriously poisoned, and with the help of acupuncture and medicinal herbs, he was detoxified after three days.
But after waking up, he had a complicated expression and strongly demanded to see King Miao to tell him something very important.
But that's not what they need to worry about.
These days, Jinchen would go to find Nan Yixing whenever he had nothing to do, calling him "handsome prince" all the time. It was almost spread throughout the village, and their young master was probably beginning to feel romantically aroused.
Nan Yixing's attitude is also very subtle.
[Not proactive, not rejecting, not rejecting, not being moved... Hey. ]
The dumpling squatting on his shoulder stretched out his matchstick hand and patted Jinchen's face, [The Lord God seems to be fishing for you...]
Jinchen covered its mouth and patted its head, [It’s time to keep quiet.]
It is clearly intended to benefit him, but it remains to be seen.
These past few days, Nan Yixing has been secretly observing the terrain, and he thinks there is something he wants in this village.
While he was talking, Jinchen had already arrived at Lingcao Hall.
Jinchen leaned on the rattan swing, tapping the ground lightly, and the silver bells jingled with the rhythm of the swing.
He was playing with a yellowed parchment scroll between his fingertips. It was the secret method that the Miao King wanted him to hand over to Nan Yixing personally.
It is said that it was something left behind by the ancestors of Nanmen a hundred years ago and is kept by Qianping Village.
Chu Wan was curled up in a bamboo chair in the corner, her mobile phone screen reflecting her focused face, her fingers rapidly clicking on the Candy Crush game.
After hearing Jinchen's words, Chu Wan looked up quickly, obviously very interested.
"It's the inherited medical book! Thank you, young master. We will give it to our senior brother when he comes back... Ah, you can wait here for a while and give it to him in person."
Chu Wan smiled in a somewhat frivolous way.
Bai Mi stood beside the medicine cabinet, her fingertips unconsciously stroking a dried Ganoderma lucidum, but her eyes kept glancing at the scroll in Jinchen's hand.
Inheriting medical skills...is something you can only encounter by chance.
He pursed his lips and finally spoke, "Big Brother is not here, but we are also disciples of the South Gate, so it's okay to take a look, right?"
Jinchen lazily raised his eyelids, with a look of nonchalance in his purple pupils. With a flick of his fingertips, the scroll spun in a circle in his palm and landed steadily on the table opposite.
"Anyway, I've delivered it. It's up to you."
I'll file a complaint later.
Seeing that he did not refuse, Bai Xi was moved. He took a few steps closer and smiled modestly, "Young Master, I heard that the Miaojiang Gu technique is mysterious and can save people as well as kill people. It's really amazing."
He paused, then added, his eyes moving.
"We who study medicine have often heard that medicine and Gu are inseparable. I wonder if there is a chance for me to learn a little from you, young master, so that we can hone each other and achieve mutual success."
【Hey, he wants to hook up with you!】Translated by Zero Gun Gun.
Jinchen tilted her head to look at him, the silver bells in her braids swung gently, and the corners of her lips curled up in an arc that seemed like a smile but not a smile.
"No."
Bai Su was startled: "...Why?"
"You are too weak."
Jinchen threw out three words lightly.
He stood up, bringing a gust of cool breeze, but didn't even give him an extra glance.
Bai Qian: "..."
Bai Shi stood where he was, pinching his palms with his fingertips. His throat felt like it was choked by a piece of red-hot charcoal, hot and stuffy.
He stared at Jinchen's back. The young man had already walked to the door of Lingcao Hall. The silver bells rang in the wind, as if mocking his arrogance.
Chu Wan finally looked up from the game, glanced at him, and felt strange.
"Little Junior Brother, don't think about it. Senior Brother said that if you bite off more than you can chew."
Bai Mi curled the corners of her mouth, didn't respond, and just lowered her head to tidy up the medicine cabinet.
Nan Yixing just happened to come back.
Jinchen jumped over the bamboo plate where the medicine was drying in two steps and slapped the secret medical recipe book into Nan Yixing's arms, the silver bells in her braids jingling crisply.
"Brother, you're back." Jin Chen lowered his eyes and smiled, "This is the secret medical book that the old man wants to pass on to the heir of Nanmen."
Nan Yixing took the book, but his palm naturally stroked his head. The disobedient strands of hair were entangled with the silver chain, leaving a slight tingling sensation on his fingertips.
The hair of the Miao young master was softer than expected, with a cool feeling after being soaked in mountain mist.
Nan Yixing thought to himself, and smiled softly, "Thank you."
Jinchen stretched out his hand and hooked the tassel of the silver needle bag on Nan Yixing's waist, his eyes reflecting the other's drooping cold eyebrows.
"I heard someone say that medical Gu should hone each other's skills."
Baishen, who was drying herbs nearby, was so angry that he almost crushed the Ganoderma lucidum.
Jinchen looked at Nan Yixing and said, "I want to learn the flying needle acupuncture from the handsome brother. How about I teach him how to practice Gu?"
Nan Yixing raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes formed very shallow lines, making him look even more elegant. "Okay."
He flicked his finger across the silver snake pendant on Jinchen's ear, causing a series of tiny ringing sounds, which were still meaningful.
"Young Master, don't regret it."
Jinchen suddenly grabbed Nan Yixing's wrist and dragged him into the shade of the flower stand.
Nan Yixing looked at him and saw that when the boy smiled, the corners of his eyes turned red, as if he had applied poisoned rouge. The sunlight shone through the petals and leaves, casting mottled shadows on his nose, which actually showed a kind of enchanting purity.
With such a good appearance, people can't help but believe it even if it's a lie.
"Since you are wearing my bracelet, brother." Jinchen leaned closer and lowered his head. The silver snake earrings brushed against Nan Yixing's neck, causing a slight shudder. "I won't regret it."
Nan Yixing had never been so close to anyone before, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He took out a silver hairpin with a medicinal scent from his sleeve and said, "A return gift to the young master."
Jinchen obediently lowered her head and let the silver hairpin enter her hair, but when Nan Yixing withdrew his hand, she moved closer again until they could hear each other's breathing.
The chill of fresh snow on his body mixed with the unique fishy sweetness of the poisonous insect and brushed across Nan Yixing's slightly moving Adam's apple as he exhaled.
"Does it look good?" Jinchen stared at him, his lips curled up with honey-like malice.
Nan Yixing said softly, "It looks good."
At this moment, the little red snake wrapped around Jinchen's wrist suddenly swam to Nan Yixing's arm.
The little snake's scales had a rusty luster, and its bright red body was particularly eye-catching against the cold white skin. The snake's tongue flicked out slightly, making a slight hissing sound.
Nan Yixing lowered his eyes and watched the red color wandering across his wrist.
"How strange." Jinchen stroked the snake's body with his fingertips, causing a slight tremor on Nan Yixing's arm.
"My poisonous insects love to haunt my brother."
Nan Yixing carefully put the little snake back to Jinchen's wrist.
His fingertips trembled slightly, but Jinchen caught it keenly.
Jinchen reached out and hooked his fingers, shaking them gently, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
My wife seems to be afraid of snakes.
Nan Yixing pulled his hand back, but let Jinchen hook his little finger and shake it gently.
The grass bells on the eaves tinkled softly; it was the wind that blew.
[The villain's heart rate is detected +8, totaling 8! 】
