MTL - When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel-Chapter 11

Back at Tianjianmen, Yi Xichen and long grandson Zijun went to find medicine that was not poisonous.

The medicine is not poisonous. He tied a hammock with rattan in his medicine house. When he was okay, he just slept in the hammock, the breeze blew, and the hammock shook. Alchemy stoves were set up beside the hammock. When he smelled the aroma of the medicine and woke up from his sleep, a new one was refined.

The medicine stretched a lazy waist comfortably, opened his eyes, and saw the grandson Sun Zijun and Yi Xichen come in.

"It's just right." The medicine came down from the hammock and grabbed a few pills from the tripod. "Zijun, have you been better lately? The teacher has reworked some new medicine for you, refreshing your mind and gathering your energy. lung."

Long Sun Zijun's expression froze immediately. Is he too late to turn around and pretend he hasn't been?

"Come here." The medicine didn't poison him.

The grandson Zijun had to walk obediently: "Master, my illness is all right. I don't need to take medicine."

"Really?" Yaobuchen cast his gaze on Yi Xichen.

"Master, don't listen to him talking nonsense." Yi Xichen crouched down beside the drug-free poisonous dog, his furry head leaned over, and an inviting pet dog came to life. A large dose is enough. "

If murderousness can be represented, Yi Xichen is now poked by Sizi Jun's eyes.

Yi Xichen stared back indifferently. From childhood to mostly, he vomited blood to others, but since his grandson Sun Zijun fell into the magic barrier, he can vomit blood at least three times a day.

The medicine is not poisonous. I ca n’t help but reach out and rubbing Yi Xichen ’s head, turning my face and admiring the grandson Sun Zijun ’s head. I."

"Relax, Master!"

However, Yi Xichen hasn't been proud of it for a long time.

The medicine is not poisonous, and he took out a bag of elixir and threw it to Yi Xichen: "This is your medicine. See you as a pale pale recently. I think it is hard to practice. Take it back to replenish Qi."

Yi Xichen's smile froze.

The grandson Sun Zijun silently accepted the medicine pouch for him: "Master, rest assured."

Yi Xichen: "..."

In order to prevent the drug from being poisonous, and then took out more elixir, Yi Xichen quickly surrendered today's booty: "Master, can you fix this thing?"

The medicine didn't poison. He looked at the little disciple in the hands of mysterious flint, and was somewhat surprised: "Mysterious flint? Where did you get it?"

"Today ’s disciples collected them for justice."

"You stinky boy, wouldn't you steal the chicken and touch the dog again!" The medicine is not poisonous. He picked up the mysterious stone and looked at it carefully.

Medicine repair does not require hard work like sword repair, so many medicine repairs are proficient in organ surgery, and medicine is not a master.

Yi Xichen was anxious: "Master, I plan to use this blackstone as a gambling table and go to the market to make money."

"Take a sword, and take less of these sideways!" Yaobu ​​stared, and confiscated Xuanhuoshi politely, "I will give you a useful magic weapon for you."

What else did Yi Xichen want to say? Seeing that the medicine was not poisonous, he got angry, so he swallowed it back. Most of the people who cultivate immortals, especially those who are highly qualified, are indifferent. However, the drug is not poisonous but a grumpy guy, with a moustache and stare. He was the lowest elder at Tianjianmen, but none of his disciples were not afraid of his violent temper.

But Yi Xichen and long grandson Zi Jun knew that their master was the most kind person in the world.

The elixir was sent out, and the mysterious flint was confiscated. The medicine was not poisonous, and it bombarded his two lovers as soon as possible. Don't disturb his purity.

"Yi Xichen."

Yi Xichen was scratching his head and heading out, suddenly he heard Master call his name again and stopped in a daze. Medicine is not poisonous, so he has to call his name all the way. As long as it is called, it means that he is annoying again. Only now is it okay, what's wrong?

"All my disciples belong to you the most." Frown without poison and frown, the tone inexplicably became fierce. "This Zijun was attacked by radon, and you are also harmed."

The grandson Sun Zijun was waiting to say a few words for Yi Xichen. The medicine didn't poison his eyes and stared at him obediently.

"The elders of other cabinets have approached me several times, and I have blocked you back. You have done a lot of harm and harm to yourself, but you have not grown at all. I warned you that you should not Where you go, do n’t go; things you should n’t do, do n’t do it; people who should n’t mess with it, do n’t mess with it. Cultivate honestly, after this year you can go to the mountain to practice, if you let me know that you messed up before then What a mess ... "

"Click." The medicine broke up a medicine bottle.

Yi Xichen narrowed his neck subconsciously.

"Get out!" The medicine waved his hand without poison, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

The fire was not poisonous, and Yi Xichen and his grandson Zi Jun looked at each other. They didn't know how to answer the conversation and had to walk away in embarrassment.

Yi Xichen was wondering all the way out of Yaolu.

"Zijun, what do you mean by Master Fang's words?" Yi Xichen said, touching his chin. "Is he blaming me for pulling you to Xunzilin? It hurts you?"

"none of your business."

Yi Xichen wrinkled her nose and said sourly, "Master is eccentric, and I have left you all the good things since childhood. The bad things we have done together, whether it is my fault or not, is my fault."

"Huh." Long Sun Zijun grabbed his nose, trying to stop his urge to hum, "He didn't leave me for you. Huh."

Yi Xichen froze. He had become accustomed to listening to elder Sun Zijun's irony and naturally understood what he meant. His heart was not sour, and his nose was sour.

Although there are dozens of disciples in Yaoge, no matter what he does from a young age, medicine will never separate Chang Sun Zijun and Yi Xichen. At that time, the little disciples did not have their own separate disciple room. The rest of the disciples were three or five people sleeping in a shop. Only he and Yi Xichen slept in a nontoxic room. Eating, sleeping, working, taking medicine, practicing are all inseparable, and the feelings are naturally better than anyone.

What good things are not poisonous, first leave to the grandson. Grandson Sun Zijun has the best talent, and other disciples have nothing to say. But as long as Chang Zijun has a copy, he will certainly give half to Yi Xichen. It is not that the medicine is not poisonous, and he never said anything. Maybe that's what he meant.

But he left me to you. Long Sun Zijun's simple and single sentence is the most heartwarming statement-no matter how difficult or dangerous they are, they share the same blessings.

Yi Xichen was so touched, but the next moment, he thought of the strange ideas of Chang Sunjun, and he felt that he was too tender.

"Zijun."

"Ok?"

"You are good to me. I remember them all, and I am very happy."

"No need to……"

"But you die, no matter how good you are, I won't give you a baby."

"... hmm, I didn't think so ... hmm ..."

"Hey, hey, what do you mean by not thinking like that, but showing such a lost expression! After saying it a hundred times, I won't have children! Let me have a look if you have one!"

"..."

That night, Yi Xichen had a dream, and dreamed of the past buried in the memory.

The father and mother were burning in the red flames, crackling, and the scorched scorch irritated his nerves, making him nauseous and almost spitting out everything in his stomach.

His body was painful, and every inch of his bones seemed to be broken. The power of fire burned in his body, causing severe pain, but supported him to live awakely. He tried to move towards the burning corpse. He crawled for a long time, but it was a few meters away as long as a few years.

Eventually, his fingers would soon touch the red flames. He wanted to pat the blazing fire, or lead the fire to himself, to share some pain for his parents. But just as he was about to succeed, a pair of powerful arms hugged him from behind.

"Child, don't touch!"

He has come across. What fire is that? Burning is not painful, but it has the power to melt souls. It was just the slightest point of his fingertips that blurred his mind. If it wasn't for the people behind him to take him away in time, he would sleep peacefully. Sleep forever.

He woke up and saw a bright red mark on the tip of his index finger. Then he turned back and saw a middle-aged man with a goatee. The eyebrows are not kind, but the eyes are clear and have trusting power.

"Your parents are no longer there," said Goat. "My boy, my medicine is not poison. I am your parents' deceased. I will take you away, and I will be your master in the future."

As time passed by Bai Ku, he quickly grew from a child to a teenager.

"You are waiting for me here." He told the young man who looked a little unhappy. "If Master comes back, you can find a way to help me hold him back. I will come out as soon as I find the herbs."

"Oh."

He slipped into the non-toxic medicine house, which seemed to be only a square inch of garden, and passed through a gate of change, which contained a vast field of medicine. He newly developed some interesting things, but couldn't find the herbs he needed, so he had to steal them from Master's medicine field. But the medicine field was bigger than he thought, and he couldn't find the grass he wanted.

Seeing that time had taken a lot of time, he thought that long grandson Zi Jun must be in a hurry, and had to go out if he could not find it. However, when he turned around, the medicine was not poisonous and he stood behind him with a stare.

"Boy, I think you're tired!"

As a punishment for stealing the medicine field, he was punished with drugs for seven days and nights without having to go out. There was a Wang Qingquan on the south side of the medicine field, and he knelt on the side of Qing Quan to be punished. Through the spring, he can also see the world outside the door of change.

The grandson Sun Zijun did not know that the medicine was not poisonous and could return to Yaotian without going through the main gate. Nor did he know that his accomplice had been arrested, so he was still there.

He knelt on for seven days, and his grandson Zijun stood outside for seven days.

On the first day, he thought that Zi Jun was so energetic that he would not leave after so long; on the third day, he thought that Zi Jun was too stupid. If he never kept going out, he must have been arrested. Why didn't he go back? Was caught being punished with yourself? On the fifth day, he couldn't stand it anymore. He asked the drug not to let the long grandson Zijun go back to rest first, even if he knelt a few more days. The medicine is not poisonous without consent.

On the seventh day, he finally received the punishment, rubbed his knees and stood up, and the medicine appeared beside him. Looking at the wooden man-like guy reflected in Qingquan, the medicine is not poisonous and thoughtfully said, "You have found a trustworthy friend."

He stumbled and ran outside Yaolu, and saw the elder Sun Zijun who was still standing there. He threw a punch against his shoulder and grinned grinning: "Stupid, do you know that I was caught by Master, I was punished for seven days what?"

"guessed."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I am an accomplice. Master punishes you for punishing me."

"Be smart!" That's what he said, but he's already smiling so hard that he can't see his teeth. "Hey, that Master punished me by kneeling for a year, and you're waiting for a year?"

"Ok."

"What about a hundred years?"

"wait."

"Aren't you waiting for a thousand or ten thousand years? Are you afraid to stand on a rock?"

"Then you kneel into wood, too."

"Hahahaha, why do I love to hear such words! Rest assured, you are enough brother, I also talk about morality, no matter what you do wrong, I will accompany you!" 2k novel reading network