No one in the clan knew that Xiao Liu had left the West Spirit Clan because of the fate of Tiansha Guxing, and became the apprentice of the Dingtian Palace Master. After taking over, he raised a group of monks in the house.

But now, she actually said she was going to take it easy?

Is the sun coming out west?

Uncle Zhao became interested, carried the medicine box on his back, and smiled: "I want to see which Xiao Langjun hooked up our Xiao Liu."

The Xiling Clan Ancestral Hall is quite far from Dingtianfu, and even further from Xuanqing Temple. As soon as Biten came and went, more than half a day had passed. By the time they arrived at Xuanqing Temple, it was almost dusk.

Lou Jing's cakes are all cold.

He thought she would not come, and he was lost for a long time. When the knock on the door rang, he was stunned, and when he heard Beaten's voice, he was suddenly excited.

Ignoring Peili's disturbance, he opened the door with a smile on his face: "Palace Master, are you here?"

"Sorry, I'm late." Beaten entered the door and said with a guilty conscience, "Have you waited for a long time?"

"No, just a while." Lou Jing curled his fingers and said softly.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Palace Master, your friend is here too?"

"Oh, this..." Beaten and Uncle Zhao looked at each other for a moment, then turned to Lou Jing and said, "My friend wasn't here, so I went to Uncle Zhao... His medical skills are also very good, and he keeps medicines to the point of death—"

"What?" Lou Jing was stunned.

Biten snorted for a while, wishing to slap herself: "No, it's the medicine that cures the disease. My Uncle Zhao is a professional, Lou Jing, you don't have to worry."

"..." Lou Jing nodded ignorantly, and said to Uncle Zhao obediently, "Trouble Uncle Zhao."

His eyes are very good-looking, but they are not shiny. Uncle Zhao looked at him for a while and found that Xiao Langjun, whom Xiao Liu likes, is good-looking, but he doesn't seem to be able to see it.

In this world, survival is not easy, let alone a blind teenager.

What a poor poor boy.

Uncle Zhao: "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter, yo, this is the thunderbolt that Xiao Liu mentioned, it's really majestic! I'll show it to it."

Uncle Zhao felt Beaten's ghostly energy, and Pili smelled it, and was very displeased with Uncle Zhao.

But when Uncle Zhao was studying medicine, he had a lot of experience on how to get the favor of animals.

After all, Thunderbolt didn't grin at him.

Lou Jing was a little embarrassed: "For some unknown reason, Thunderbolt has been very irritable with strangers these days. It wasn't like this before."

Uncle Zhao glanced at Beaten and found that her eyes were almost glued to this little man.

Fortunately, Xiao Langjun couldn't see it, otherwise would be scared away by her.

Uncle Zhao sighed and used a small ball made of cowhide to coax the thunder away, leaving the two of them alone.

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Lou Jing remembered something, and went back to the house to bring out the steamed pastries: "This is a dessert I made myself, and there is nothing to repay the Palace Master and Uncle Zhao, a little thought..."

Beaten cherished the pastries in her arms and took a deep breath.

- Did not hear anything.

She had become a ghost, unable to taste or smell.

Beaten was lost for a moment.

Lou Jing said, "It's just a little cold..."

Beaten said firmly: "It doesn't matter, I just like to eat cold!"

All right.

Lou Jing was quiet for a while, feeling a little happy.

He couldn't see what Beaten was doing now, he could only tell by the sound.

Soon, he discovered that the palace lord didn't seem to have eaten the cakes he made...

Don't like it?

Lou Jing guessed wildly in his heart. He always thought about things in a bad direction, and was a little discouraged for a while.

It happened that Beaten sighed at this time: "It's so fragrant, I'm reluctant to eat it, even if I eat three at a time, I'll finish it in two days..."

That's right... Lou Jing answered naturally: "As long as the palace master wants, I can do a little bit every day."

Beaten smiled and said, "Then it's settled."

Chapter 11

The autumn weather was rough, and Bitzen noticed that Lou Jing had tucked his sleeves, and suggested, "Why don't we go into the room and talk?"

Lou Jingjing nodded, his head turned around, his head was dazed by the cold wind, and he lost his sense of direction for a while.

Beaten stared at his hand for a moment, stretched it out, then retracted restrainedly, swallowing the non-existent saliva.

I really want to touch...

Lou Jing covered his lips and coughed. He didn't understand why the Palace Master didn't speak anymore, so he endured it and said embarrassedly: "Palace Master, I can't find the direction to go back to the house, can you... Can you hold me?"

It's not that someone handed a pillow to sleep - really timely! Beaten was ecstatic to have such a good thing delivered to her door!

Lou Jing just stretched out her hand, but she grabbed it!

Lou Jing, who felt Beaten's excessive enthusiasm: "???" For some reason, the atmosphere felt a little strange.

Beaten returned her body temperature to a human temperature, warmed Lou Jing's hands, and led him into the house, like a groom who led the bride into the bridal chamber.

Lou Jing only felt a warmth coming from Beaten, as if it had warmed his heart all the way, making him feel greedy, and for a moment he didn't want to let go of his hand...

The short road seemed to have taken a long time, and when they were about to let go, Lou Jing unconsciously showed a look of loss.

"What's the matter?" Beaten knew Lou Jing and knew that he actually wanted to hold hands now. The corners of her lips rose slightly. She asked knowingly, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay..." Lou Jing sat down gropingly, squeezed his left hand with his right hand, and then curled his fingers shyly.

Seeing it, Beaten almost wanted to put his fingers in his mouth and nibble.

The room was quiet for a while. After staring at Lou Jing for a long time, Beaten couldn't help but crave his body. She had to forcibly divert her attention and wandered around Lou Jing's room for a while, checking a few ventilating fans. Behind the window, Beaten said to Lou Jing, "Can I mend the window for you? The wind is leaking in."