Since the bloodstain has just been touched and has not yet solidified, it can be easily wiped off with a bath of water. In this way, Qian Tong keeps an eye on the room while washing clothes.

At this time, Yunhe is still awake. Fortunately, he has no nightmare this time. In Qiantong's memory, Yunhe hardly ever had a good sleep. Seeing the sleeping face of Yunhe is very peaceful, Qiantong is a little relieved.

At this time, I suddenly saw a figure of tall huaiwu coming out from the shadow of the grass.

"Who?" Qian Tong jumps up in fear and stares at the man with vigilance.

"It's me! I'm sorry. I scared you The simple and honest smile, gradually approaching, the original is playing martial arts.

"Brother Yiwu, it's you! You scared me. Why did you come here in the middle of the night without sleeping? " Thousand pupil sweat smiles to ask: "say, how did I not hear your footstep sound?"

In the dead of the night, everything was quiet, and Qiantong had a thousand li eyes. He swore that he really didn't see how the chess game approached him. Playing martial arts just like a ghost appears out of thin air, so it scares Qian Tong.

"I was here before you ran out! Of course you can't hear my footsteps. I was worried that Yan Jian would send someone to deal with you at night, so I stayed near the entrance of the village. " Explanation of playing martial arts.

I see! A thousand pupils suddenly realize. I think playing martial arts is really a good man. He sacrificed his rest time and stayed here to protect everyone in the middle of the night. My uncle has a good eye and made a good friend.

"You're a little weird. You're doing laundry here in the middle of the night? Can't you keep the work till tomorrow? I don't think the Yunhe brothers are the kind of cruel masters. " Playing martial arts.

Of course, my uncle will not be mean to me. He is very kind to me It's just that my uncle is good to everyone, that is, he is mean to himself, otherwise he would not be so ill

The words of playing martial arts arouse Qian Tong's worry.

Seeing Qian Tong's silence, he takes a serious look at the clothes that are being washed. He is very surprised!

It was full of men's bathrobes and undergarments, as well as bedding and curtains, which seemed to have just been replaced from the room. But what is shocking is that these clothes are all stained with blood.

Yunhe's face was pale, and he was so sick that he couldn't even stand firm. He couldn't help but say, "is this all the blood of Yunhe? Did you come out? "

He was hurt by playing chess, but he couldn't hide it. Qian Tong nodded. When his eyes were red, he burst into tears. He said in a trembling voice, "my uncle is very ill, but he doesn't let the master know. He wants us to help him hide it. I have to quietly bring the clothes here to wash Brother Yi Wu, please help my uncle keep the secret, and don't let my master know, otherwise she will be very sad. "

"Yunhe brothers are really devoted to Miss Tang!"

No matter what kind of disease he got, once he vomited blood, his days would not be long, and he also had encephalopathy

"How long has he been like this?" He asked anxiously.

"I've been ill for months, but today is the first time I've vomited blood." Thousand pupil answers sadly.

What? Yunhe was ill a few months ago? Then you let him break into the tomb? How do you serve the host? Playing martial arts frowns.

If Yunhe knew that playing martial arts not only replenished his brain into a juvenile with encephalopathy, but also suffered from an incurable disease, he would not be able to laugh or cry! Is it good that others just spit up blood due to internal injury?

But how do you know about playing martial arts? Even Qian Tong and the lion tiger Beast Don't know why Yun he vomited blood, because he fell asleep before he could say anything. People thought that his hematemesis coma was caused by red scorpion fire.

In a word, Yi Wu was more and more distressed by his new friend, so he frowned and asked, "what disease did brother Yunhe have? Can it be cured? "

Qian Tong cried and said, "the uncle was poisoned deeply. There was an antidote, but the master's family also got this poison. The uncle kept the master's secret and gave the only antidote to the master's family, and he suffered the pain in silence. However, one antidote could not save all the master's family. The master came to Shenmeng mountain in order to find the spirit fruit of refining the antidote. My uncle worried that the master would be in danger, so he followed him with a serious illness. Later, we mistakenly entered the holy tomb and came to the green spirit world... "

"The master thought that finding lingguo could save her family. In fact, lingguo could also save my uncle My uncle had a constant fever in his early days. Now he is getting worse and worse. He has been chilly and often loses consciousness. He has hemoptysis today Qian Tong has choked up.

"I see..." Playing martial arts sighs, Yunhe's sense of righteousness and the most holy feelings let Yi Wu moved.

Originally, he suffered from encephalopathy, which turned out to be poisoning. It seems that his head was burned with a fever. He is really a good man. Even if his brain burns out, he still doesn't forget to protect his most beloved woman and is reluctant to let the other party worry about himself. Such a man, how rare!

"Will the illness of brother Yunhe hurt his life?" He asked anxiously.

Qian Tong wiped his tears and said: "the doctor said it was not fatal, but the uncle often emptied himself in order to save people, so he became more and more weak. I'm afraid that if this goes on, he will not be able to hold on sooner or later.""Qian Tong, don't worry. I will never tell you about Yunhe. What kind of fruit can you tell me? I also want to save the Yunhe brothers. " He asked sincerely.

Qian Tong is a simple man. Seeing that Yunhe believes in playing martial arts, he doesn't have any wariness about playing martial arts. He tells us the characteristics and efficacy of eight immortals with dragon patterns.

"Eight Immortals with dragon pattern?" Yi Wu frowned again. He had never heard of it.

Qian Tong knew that he had never heard of playing martial arts. Before entering the maze, the spirit of Jiuchong temple, Hongshu, had already said that there was no dragon pattern eight immortals fruit in the first and second levels, and only in the third level.

"Don't worry! I'll go to the market tomorrow to inquire about it. I don't know. It doesn't mean other people don't know. Maybe some people will treasure one or two in their hands. If they do, I will exchange them for Yunhe brothers even if they sell iron

Yi Wu said sincerely, "little brother Qiantong, don't be discouraged and sad. I believe that there is no way out of heaven. As long as you live, there is hope. Yunhe brothers are lucky, and they will get better. "

"Brother Yi Wu, I thank you on behalf of my uncle!" Qian Tong stops tears under the comfort of playing martial arts. He was full of emotion. His uncle was a good man, and so was his friend.

In just one day, such a deep friendship has been established, which is not only predestined, but also related to the personality charm of my uncle, which is witnessed by Qian Tong. Qian Tong hopes that uncle can get better as soon as possible and see his sunny smile again.

After that, Qian Tong continues to wash the clothes of Yunhe, while playing martial arts, like a city guard, patrols the entrance of the village.

Qian Tong wants to tell him that he has a thousand li eyes, and his vision range is 100 li. Especially for objects within 50 Li, every move can't escape his eyes. If there is an enemy coming, he will find out immediately. So if you are on guard, you can go back to have a rest! But the words were swallowed again.

If you told him that he had a thousand li eyes, wouldn't he admit that he was a demon? By the way, will you doubt that my uncle is also a demon?

People in the green spirit world don't know if they are hostile to the demon clan? After all, people in this world also come from outside.

In ChiYan state, the demon clan is the hunting object of the whole people. Before meeting my uncle, my life is very hard. Now he thinks that my uncle is an ordinary human race. Naturally, he is willing to make friends with him. If he knows the identity of his uncle, he will not be happy.

It's one thing to trust in playing martial arts, but it's related to the safety of himself and my uncle. Qian Tong doesn't dare to break the external branches. Thinking of this, Qian Tong doesn't hum any more. If he wants to patrol at the entrance of the village, he has to make trouble!

In less than half an hour, Qian Tong washed all the clothes with blood and hung them in the inconspicuous corner behind the house. Another hour later, the weak Cloud River finally woke up.

It was still midnight, three hours before dawn.

After Qian Tong came back, he always stayed by Yunhe's pillow. He didn't dare to doze off for a moment. Seeing Yunhe open his eyes, Qian Tong asked happily, "uncle, are you better?"

"Hard work, the river smile When he woke up at the first sight, he found that the room was clean and tidy, there was no smell of blood, and his clothes were well taken care of. He knew that it must be Qian Tong's credit.

His face softened a lot, at least not blue, but still very pale, very haggard. Thousand pupil fixed ground to look at him, his eyes are still clear and moving, but after so many hours, the cheek seems to be thinner.

Sobbing If you lose weight like this, you'll only have bones. Can't be thinner! Qian Tong is there in a hurry! What can I do?

Then he blurted out a sentence: "uncle, are you hungry? I'll cook you a snack? "

"I'm not hungry. I'm really hungry. I'll cook it myself. Thank you... " Yunhe said with a smile.

"Uncle, do you dislike my craft?" Qian Tong Han asked with a smile. Cooking is the work of servants. Yunhe does it every time, and it's delicious. He can't help but be greedy, which makes Qian Tong speechless.

"I can say, is it really disgusting?" Yunhe teased him.

"Well! If you want to teach me your cooking skills, one day you think my cooking can be imported, it will prove that I am qualified! " Qian Tong said with a smile that he was joking. My uncle is so ill that he can't help himself.

"I will! However, I am a strict master. If you don't learn well, I will severely punish you! " Yunhe said with a smile.

Did you really agree? It can't be true? I'm just kidding! Qian Tong was stupid again for a moment.

"Ha ha Thousand pupil, come and press my shoulder for the master. I'm sour Yunhe starts to tease Qiantong again.

"Yes, uncle." Qian Tong blushed, but he really ran to wait on him. He stretched out a pair of white hands and gently pressed it to Yunhe.

Yunhe felt that the little guy suddenly changed and became less restrained. He knew how to joke with himself and no longer burst into a nervous string.

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