Hua Chengyun’s wound was not deep, but simple dressing was still not good for the wound. Zong Yuan gently placed him by the fire, and asked the bewildered Mingxin: “Where’s the golden sore medicine?”

The people of Mingxin couldn't recover since they watched Zong Yuan holding a person in his arms and walked out from the back of the carriage. They were clever and hurriedly fetched the golden sore medicine on the carriage.

Mingxin scratched his head and walked to Hua Chengyun's side and said, "This layman, let me wipe the medicine for you."

Zong Yuan was sitting next to Hua Chengyun. He naturally took the medicine bottle from Mingxin and said, "Give me a water bag."

Mingxin went to get the water sac. Zongyuan went to the forest to find a stone with a hollow center. He washed the stone and asked Mingxin to pour the water in and put it on the fire.

Hua Chengyun exposed half of his head from his clothes, raised his eyes and glanced around, then silently lowered his eyelashes, looking a little disturbed.

Mingjue chanted "Amitabha Buddha" and called a few people back together.

Hua Chengyun completely exposed his entire face from his clothes. There was still some dust on his face, but it was difficult to hide his handsome face. He watched Zong Yuan sort out the cloth strips under the firelight, and his heart jumped twice.

Zong Yuan said: "I'll give you some medicine, it doesn't hurt, don't be afraid."

The voice was gentle and heart-pounding, Hua Chengyun pursed his lips, his beautifully curved lips were pale, and the fire light jumped down his face, and his long eyelashes covered a shadow, making him more pitiful.

He nodded obediently, "Okay."

I am afraid that the present-day sage will be scared to sit in nightmare for three days after seeing him like this.

Zong Yuan grabbed his face and took off Hua Chengyun’s shirt. Hua Chengyun’s shirt was loose, but the thigh of a white cloth that was just wrapped by Zong Yuan was no longer easy to push the trouser leg from below. Leg roots.

Zong Yuan twisted his eyebrows and looked at Hua Chengyun subconsciously.

Hua Chengyun also happened to look at him secretly, and the next second he looked at him, his cheeks turned awkwardly.

The corners of Zong Yuan's lips curled up unconsciously, and he asked, "Can I tear the clothes on your wound?"

Hua Chengyun sounded like a mosquito, "please..."

Zong Yuan was not polite after getting permission. He found the slit that had been cut. He clenched both hands while exerting force. He only heard a tearing sound. Hua Chengyun’s good-quality shirt was torn out. With great strength, he didn't control it well. With such force, all of Hua Chengyun's delicate and white thighs were exposed.

"Ah!" Hua Chengyun exclaimed in a low voice. He was helpless and didn't know where to look, his face was dyed attractive red all the way to the tips of his ears.

Benben was just to heal his wounds, but his voice made the whole atmosphere ambiguous for no reason.

Zong Yuan stretched his hands towards the fire, until the palms of both hands were hot before placing them on Hua Chengyun’s smooth jade legs. He took off the cloth he had just bandaged the wound, and his fingers would touch Hua if there was nothing. Chengyun skin outside the wound.

The wound had stopped bleeding, and the dried blood stained the surrounding area. Zong Yuan took the cloth and placed it in the boiling water on the stone, and then picked it up with the tip of his sword after a while.

Hua Chengyun hesitated and couldn't help but curiously asked, "What is this doing?"

Zong Yuan said: "Disinfect."

He wiped the blood stains of Hua Chengyun's wound with a white cloth strip, Hua Chengyun let out a low "hiss", clenched his hands, his lips bit out a crescent, and it was within a few seconds that the pain had faded.

Zong Yuan wiped off the blood stains and sighed, "I am so afraid of pain, but he has made himself like this."

Hua Chengyun bends the corners of his lips weakly.

If you don't look at the scene of him cutting himself without blinking, the current picture is really distressing.

After rubbing the wound, he saw that the skin and flesh of the knife wound turned out. Zong Yuan pulled out the mouth of the golden sore medicine bottle, "Hold it!"

Zong Yuan said he had to be patient, so Hua Chengyun resisted saying nothing, until Zong Yuan bandaged the wound and put clothes on him, only to find that Hua Chengyun had bitten out a shallow wound on his lips.

Zong Yuan's hand touched his lips, "You can let go, it's okay."

Hua Chengyun loosened his teeth, and Zong Yuan's fingers were rough on his lips, groping for the wound. Hua Chengyun opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Zong Yuan's fingers slipped into Hua Chengyun’s mouth unexpectedly, touching him softly. Tip of the tongue.

Hua Chengyun didn't expect this to happen, he subconsciously licked the finger in his lips, and then realized what it was the next moment.

His face burst into red!

He pushed out Zong Yuan’s finger in a panic. Zong Yuan pushed the boat away. However, there was a silver thread on his index finger that connected Zong Yuan and Hua Chengyun. It pushes the fiery atmosphere one step further.

Zong Yuan's eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, "This son, your saliva."

Hua Chengyun squatted and dodged shamefully, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

He slammed his head down, reached out and grabbed Zong Yuan's hand, and put it on his clothes to wipe it clean.

The two of them were relatively speechless, but Mingjue felt that something was wrong. The sky was dim, and they couldn't see what Zongyuan and two were doing, so they suppressed the feeling of something wrong and asked loudly, "Master, but it’s almost the same. Up?"

Zong Yuan sat upright and replied: "It's okay, brothers, come here!"

The monks breathed a sigh of relief, and ran over brightly, returning the hare that Zong Yuan had beaten back to him, "Brother Grandmaster, do you want to eat this time?"

"A few of you have eaten, but there is no one else," Zong Yuan shook the rabbit, and asked Hua Chengyun, "Have you eaten your meal?"

"No," Hua Chengyun said, "Also, you...just call me Chenghua."

"Hua'er," Zong Yuan changed his words solemnly, and he smiled: "Eat rabbits?"

Hua Chengyun's gaze shifted from him to the hare. He looked for a long while, "What a cute rabbit, do you really want to eat him?"

Mingjue patted his thigh and praised: "Okay!"

"..." Zong Yuan and 0046.

Zong Yuan couldn't say anything, "I remember Glad also said this."

"Yes," 0046 also added inexhaustibly, "it turns out that Glad is a beautiful piranha."

The vampire praised the cuteness of the rabbit, hey, it still has goose bumps when I think of it.

Zong Yuan was silent for a long time, Hua Chengyun's eyes were invisible, and he thought to himself whether he had said something wrong, he said a little nervously, "Benefactor, did I say something wrong?"

"My name is Zong Yuan," Zong Yuan said, "No, you didn't say anything wrong, then I will release this rabbit into the forest. What do you think?"

Hua Chengyun just wanted to nod his head, without frowning, "Benefactor didn't eat?"

Zong Yuan touched his nose, "There is still some dry food."

Hua Chengyun never thought about the monk eating meat. He was a little angry at what he had said before. He was always perverse and ruthless. He didn't care about the lives of these animals. Before, he didn't know that Zong Yuan had no use for food, but just wanted to let him. Zong Yuan looked at him differently, now it seems that he is really stupid!

The gloom between his eyebrows was fleeting, and he said: "Then you don't need food, just eat it..."

He looked a little entangled, looking at Zong Yuan nervously, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, "Although the hare is good, the danger of releasing it is no less than that of the benefactor using it to eat it. Moreover... Is this reasoning?"

Mingjue several people:...

I didn't know which sentence to refute for a while!

Zong Yuan's expression was strange, "Do you want to keep it by your side?"

The original Glad did the same.

Hua Chengyun sighed, "No...I am even more worried about you being hungry."

0046 took a long sigh of relief and rejoiced: "It's great, different from Glad, this must be a real little angel!"

Zong Yuan did not speak.

After a while, he got up and let go. As soon as the rabbit fell on the ground, he pulled up his legs and ran into the forest. Zong Yuan didn't look at the running rabbit, but turned to Hua Chengyun, and said, "However, I don't want you to struggle and feel sad."

He took his own baggage, took out pancakes and a bag of marinated dried meat from it, "Although there is no rabbit meat, these dried meat is enough for us to eat!"

Mingjue horrified: "Wait! Zong Yuan, where did you get the jerky?!"

"Oh," Zong Yuanyun said lightly, "It is made from the kitchen of Dabao Temple. It tastes very good. Shouldn't Brother Mingjue try it?"

"How can there be meat in Dabao Temple!"

Mingjue was frightened, could the disciples of Dabao Temple degenerate into this situation? !

It broke our hearts! How can this be!

Zong Yuan knew what he was thinking without even looking at him. “They don’t eat meat. The master chef in the kitchen was a celebrity chef before he became a monk. He couldn’t show off his craftsmanship when he made some vegetarian dishes every day. I went hunting in the mountains. The master straightforwardly handled it for me. The meat dishes he cooked are truly unique."

Mingjue felt a little restful, and heard Zong Yuan's seemingly nonsense added, "The wine made is also rare and delicious."

! ! !

Hua Chengyun listened quietly. He secretly made up his mind to learn the culinary skills well. No matter how bad he was, he would also enlist the chefs from all over the world. He was thinking, but there was a piece of fragrant dried meat on his lips. It was Zong Yuan who gave it to him. Hua Chengyun blushed slightly when he touched his lips, and ate the meat with his hand.

Zong Yuan rubbed his fingertips, his eyes were deep, "How is it?"

Hua Chengyun’s lips were staring hot, and he licked his lips, his moist lips gleaming under the firelight, "It's delicious."

He boldly picked up a piece of dried meat from the cloth bag on the ground and placed it in front of Zong Yuan's lips, with anticipation and shame hidden in his eyes, "Benefactor, you eat."

Zong Yuan ate the jerky and said to him again, "My name is Zong Yuan."

Hua Chengyun understood what he meant, and he whispered and whispered: "Zongenren."

Zong Yuan frowned.

So Hua Chengyun changed his words: "Brother Zong."

He always felt that shouting Zong Yuan was too unfamiliar, but Zong's eldest brother was also dissatisfied, still a little alienated.

When Hua Chengyun lowered himself to take the dried meat again, Zong Yuan suddenly said in his ear, "Hua'er, you can call me A Yuan."

Hua Chengyun shook his hand, and the jerky he picked up fell to the ground again.

The author has something to say: This world will not be too long hahaha, a bunch of silly babies! I mean, of course, both are wow!

The feelings of this world are too sticky [Hate iron is not steel] Restraint!

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