Chapter 170

The night quietly climbed into the sky, the stars scattered in the endless starry sky like chess pieces, and the moon curved like the light corners of the mouth of a beauty.

In the mountains and forests, huge waterfalls flew down, and the sound of waterfalls hitting the riverbed was like thunder. Squirrels who had long been used to the sound of waterfalls jumped around in the mountains and forests.

Perhaps seeing a fresh face, the squirrel stopped in the tree and looked at the boy who had been dozing on the stone.

It's like lying here and sleeping at noon. Isn't this human a fool?

A few brave little fish with a little golden color and long dragon whiskers, temporarily called Golden Arowana, gathered under the stone where the boy sat.

The fish's lips kept touching the stone connected with the riverbed.

I don't know how long later, the first snow whirled on his head and knocked a few times.

But there was no response, so chuxue knocked again

"Po ~ ~"

The boy farted. The fish at the bottom of the water could hear the sound on the water and retreated one after another. Several of them that did not retreat in time had sunk

"First snow..."

Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes and saw the first snow reflected by the bright moon in front of him. Soon, when he saw the darkness around him, only the slight brightness of the moonlight, Jiang Lin was suddenly surprised!

Why have you been sitting for so long! I have to go home to cook!

I didn't even think about it.

It seems that he put the understanding of the heart of the sword once again, stepped on the first snow and flew quickly to double Everest.

At the top of Shuangzhu peak, under the starry sky, a small oil lamp was lit on the small stone table.

A lovely woman held a lovely little girl in her arms as if she were painting something.

"Master, read..."

"Baba... Hemp... Baba is back."

"Xiaolin... Welcome home."

As soon as Jiang Lin landed, Xiao Niannian gave Jiang Lin a flying dragon riding face, holding Baba's head and rubbing it constantly.

Jiang Lin is still standing in place, constantly rubbing his small head.

It's just strange that my master didn't hit people with the ball today?

"Master?"

He pulled xiaoniannian out of his face and held him in his arms. Jiang Lin looked at his master strangely. He only saw that his master seemed to have hurt his legs and feet and came slowly.

"Baba, Ma Ma seems to be ill. I can't stand steadily when I get up this morning, but Ma Ma still doesn't see the doctor..."

In Baba's arms, xiaoniannian made a small report.

"Ma Ma is fine... Xiao Linlin doesn't have to worry. Shifu is fine." Listening to the words read, the woman's cheeks were slightly red and Nuo said, "it was just last night... Last night... Last night, I twisted my feet, um... I twisted my feet!"

As if to strengthen her faith, the woman held a small fist and her lovely eyes looked at Jiang Lin seriously.

"Master, sit down."

Jiang Lin walked over and looked serious.

I don't believe what master said. That little look is lying.

"Oh..."

Facing the domineering Jiang Lin, the woman who had no way at all lowered her small head and skillfully sat on the stone bench with her legs together.

He took master's little hand and Jiang Lin took master's pulse.

But the problem is that master is in good health... Let alone sick, he is alive and well. Everything is normal.

Looking at master's low head, the red light of the lamp covered the crimson on the woman's face, but when the two were added together, the woman under the lamp looked more beautiful.

[is it an internal disease?]

Just as Jiang Lingang was about to input spiritual power to explore master's body, master immediately retracted his hand.

"Huh?"

"Little Lin! I'm fine, really. "

"Master, you can't be willful. What if something really happens? Early cure and early cure. "

"No, no, No." The woman put her hands behind her and kept shaking her head.

"Master, Xiao Lin is going to be angry."

How can such a thing be left to master's willfulness? Although it is basically impossible for a friar to get sick except for injury, what if?

For example, what kind of psychic countercurrent, master's cultivation injury, and then he's afraid of worrying and just doesn't say anything. It's so troublesome and may cause sequelae.

"Woo ~ ~ ~ Xiaolin bullies people..."

Looking at Jiang Lin's overbearing appearance, ginger fish mud wet his eyes and looked at Jiang Lin. his flat mouth was full of grievances.

It seems that as long as I say one more word, master will jump into his arms and keep hammering his chest with a small fist.

“......”

Looking at master's wronged appearance, Jiang Lin suddenly softened his heart

In a moment, he also came back to his senses.

This is Shifu's shyness

But also.

Invading the other party's body to explore with spiritual power can be said to probe their own divine consciousness into the other party's body. The other party's physical condition, whether good or bad, can be seen at a glance in an instant.

A glance here refers to all aspects

I always hold the idea of "doctors regardless of gender", but in fact, master will be shy

"Cough... OK, OK." Jiang Lin sighed and touched master's small head. "Then I won't make a diagnosis, but master has to go to grandma Hua tomorrow. I'll also go to grandma Hua to ask about the situation, OK?"

Master's eyes were still turning round and didn't seem to want to see a doctor. As a result, Jiang Lin played his head in tears and laughter: "don't think of any opportunistic ideas. I'll say hello to mother-in-law Hua first."

"Oh... Master knows..."

In a woman's heart, there is a small pity.

Why doesn't Xiaolin insist on it? If Xiaolin insists on it again, it's half pushed

But then I thought again, what if I really let Xiao Linlin know that he and Xiao Linlin have a Taoist companion.

Although xiaolinlin will certainly be responsible for himself, xiaolinlin will certainly ask.

How will you explain it then?

If Xiao Linlin knew that he was injured in those years, he recovered his mind within a few months, and then he always pretended to be a little girl and spoiled Xiao Linlin for seven or eight years, would Xiao Linlin be angry

What if xiaolinyi gets angry and doesn't want to be alone

no way! At least now we can't let Xiao Linlin know that he has to think for a long time. Anyway, Xiao Linlin is already his own~~~

"Master? Master? "

Looking at master in a daze, Jiang Lin whispered, master, isn't there really something wrong with cultivation?

"Oh... It's okay."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

"Then I'll cook first."

"Xiaolin..."

"Huh?" Jiang Lin, with a little reading on his head, turned around.

"Shifu likes Xiaolin."

Listening to master's words, Jiang Lin was stunned.

Somewhere in his heart seems to be touched. An inexplicable feeling warms Jiang Lin's heart.

In the moonlight, he smiled brightly:

"Well, I like master, too."

The language fell, and Jiang Lin turned and went to cook.

Only the ginger fish mud left on the stone bench tooted its small mouth and complained, but the corners of its mouth were rising slightly:

"Big fool."