Chapter 42: [Add to update]

Feng Yuan looked at her: "For you, I am always more proficient in torture methods."

After hearing what he said, Mu Wanwan was not in the mood to continue saying anything.

In her own opinion, Li Yu's punishment was indeed too light.

Feng Yuan's actions hit her mind.

But what I said will always change my meaning when it comes to Fengyuan.

"You have a good rest and take good care of your health."

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan who turned around and went out, and said indifferently: "I dare not trouble you."

Mu Wanwan paused and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it.

When I went out, I saw the ancestor Lingshan bringing Song Zhujun over.

"Wanwan."

Mu Wanwan nodded to her with a smile and walked towards the side of the boat.

Su Hu was talking to the disciples of Tanhua Sect there.

"What are your Tanhua Sect doing every day?"

Ji Yuan raised his palm and bowed and said, "Amitabha, after the morning class every day, he will go to the back mountain to strengthen his body, and will also be responsible for filling the water tank of the entire Tanhua Sect. There will be evening classes in the evening. After the evening class is finished, you can go to rest."

Su Hu's face wrinkled as he heard this: "You Tanhua Sect live so peacefully. No wonder you are all so peaceful."

Mu Wanwan laughed as she heard Su Hu put this word on.

He obviously thought that Tanhua Sect was too boring.

Mu Wanwan passed by, put his palms together and bowed: "Does Master Jiyuan come out to see the scenery today?"

Ji Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan: "Hello Amitabha. Donor Mu, my junior brothers and I feel that the cabin is too boring, so we come out to have some breathing."

Mu Wanwan smiled and said, "So that's the case. Master Jiyuan can also see the scenery along the way, and it's a different kind of interest to see it in the sky. It is said that there are yellow sand deserts around Tanhua Sect, but it's true?"

"But that's the case. Although the surrounding area of ​​Tanhua Sect is just a yellow sand desert, the scenery is also good. Every day when the sun sets, the sun is red and hangs in front of us. It feels like you can touch it with your hand. There are poplar trees beside the small river in the desert. Trees reflect water and water reflect trees, which is so beautiful."

When it comes to where I grew up, the sound of silentness is particularly crisp.

"Then you said you have to fill the water tank every day, wouldn't you have to run a long way?"

Su Hu suddenly thought of this question.

"It's actually not too far, it's only 43 miles away, and it's actually very fast to run around."

Su Hu's face was twisted: "Three and Four Li? Soon? I think it's a bit one-sided to say that you are not in conflict with the world, you are simply."

Mu Wanwan went over and knocked Su Hu on the head: "I told you not to study hard."

Su Hu felt aggrieved: "If I had known today, I would have read a few more books."

Ji Yuan also smiled: "Young Master Su is funny, so you don't have to care about these details. The little monk knows what Mr. Su means."

Su Hu walked over and hugged Jiyuan's neck, showing off to Mu Wanwan, "Sister Wanwan, look. Master Jiyuan understands me."

Mu Wanwan watched Su Hu embraced Ji Yuan and went into his room. After saying a few words to the little novice monk, he stood elsewhere.

She suddenly realized that it seemed like this was always around her.

What is left after laughter is a deeper loneliness.

She was talking and laughing with others, but she couldn't integrate with others' laughing.

This has always been the case.

"Wanwan, why are you still standing here?"

Mu Wanwan turned around and saw Song Zhujun.

"Why are you here?"

Song Zhujun said for granted: "Young Master Feng said, let me come and accompany you."

Mu Wanwan didn't expect that this would be the answer, so she could only ask perfunctorily:

"how's it going?"

Song Zhujun knew she was asking Feng Yuan: "The rib injury has actually been cured long ago, but Mr. Feng suffered a serious internal injury for some reason. The rest of the past few days has been better, but the time has been too short and it cannot be cured."

Mu Wanwan frowned: "I will arrive at the territory of Cangshan Sect in two days."

"You don't have to worry about this. I discussed it with the ancestor yesterday. I will try my best to stabilize Mr. Feng's situation in the next two days. The treatment drugs will also need to change. After returning to the Cangshan School, I will study it and send it to Mr. Feng once every half month. It will be almost done if I take it for a year and a half."

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "Is your medicine as big as a pain pill?"

Song Zhujun looked at her in confusion: "A meatball as big as a pain relief pill is the standard size of the pill. Is there any problem?"

Mu Wanwan sighed: "Fengyuan can't take such a big pill, and he is afraid of hardship."

Song Zhujun was shocked: "No, Mr. Feng has taken medicines these days, which are so big, and there is a very bitterness in the medicine. Is there anything unusual about him?"

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan pulled Song Zhujun and quietly went to Fengyuan's house.

Before going, he specially asked Song Zhujun to use magic tricks.

Therefore, when Mu Wanwan opened the door, Feng Yuan was spitting out the medicine.

When Song Zhujun saw this scene, he was furious on the spot: "You can't take such a big pill, you can tell me that if you can't take such a bitter pill, I can also change it for you. But what's the matter with you? The best medicinal materials will make you waste like this. How many people in this world can't even get these medicines, you're fine."

As he said that, he was so angry that he couldn't breathe, and he took a long time to take a breath.

Mu Wanwan went over and gave Song Zhujun a qi: "Don't be angry, now in this situation, will the previous method work?"

Song Zhujun glanced at Feng Yuan: "So the medicine is still in his room. Although I didn't take it, the medicine has entered his body. Although it is not as effective as oral, it is still useful. But now, what I have to think about is how to prepare the medicine for him after going back to Cangshan School."

Mu Wanwan didn't know what to say now. As soon as he entered Fengyuan's house, he wondered why the smell of medicine was so big. He asked more, but he didn't expect that it was really what he guessed.

She glanced at Feng Yuan and helped Song Zhujun walk out.

After this happened, Feng Yuan took medicine again, and Song Zhujun cut it into small pieces and watched it with his own eyes before giving up.

Two days passed quickly and arrived at the territory of the Cangshan Sect.

Song Zhujun took Mu Wanwan's hand and began to remind: "Wanwan, Mr. Feng is not honest in taking medicine. You have to watch it. The medicinal materials I sent here half a month will be delivered to you. You have to watch him take it with your own eyes. I will reduce the pills and find a way to dissipate the bitter taste. I will leave."

Mu Wanwan finally hugged Song Zhujun: "Don't be angry, it's him bad. You think you're so angry that you're not worth it. If you get angry too much, you can easily become ugly. I don't look like I see you three years later."

Song Zhujun immediately blocked Mu Wanwan's mouth with his hands.

"No! I am the future leader of the Cangshan Sect."

Mu Wanwan saw her laughing, and her heart was relieved: "Okay, Master. Let's leave here, don't forget our three-year appointment."

Song Zhujun turned around and waved his hand, drowned in the crowd.

Turning around, he saw Feng Yuan standing on the side of the boat, Mu Wanwan walked towards him.

(End of this chapter)
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