Daju stared at her, still looking like an ancient well without waves.

Suddenly, he smiled softly.

This smile appeared on him now, and Heng Yu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and amazement appeared silently in his eyes. After realizing the thoughts in his heart, Heng Yu felt a little funny again. She liked this person for such a long time, and she would still be touched by him again and again.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Yuzui answered the question irrelevantly.

Heng Yu shook his head and waited for his next sentence.

"It's too cold outside, I'm carrying you back." Yu Wu turned around and bent down slightly in front of her.

"How can you make the Buddhist son surrender?" Heng Yu said this, but his movements were not vague. He walked over and hugged Yu's neck, and wrapped his legs around his waist.

I realized that I walked steadily in the snow with her on my back.

A distance of several hundred meters is not far.

Liaowu pushed open the wooden door and walked into the yard, and came to the underside of the eaves: "Is it convenient to get in? I am giving you medicine."

Apply medicine?

Heng Yu was slightly stunned: "Okay, go in."

The house has carpets, so it is not convenient to wear shoes.

Heng Yu was about to get up from his back, but Zaiwu pressed her first, reached out to touch her ankle, and skillfully helped her take off her embroidered shoes, and then she put her down.

Heng Yu stepped on the soft and warm carpet barefoot and watched him bent down to take off his shoes.

After setting the shoes, Zhiwu closed the wide open wooden door: "Go and burn the candle, I will give you medicine."

"What medicine should I take?" Heng Yu finally asked.

"The medicine to remove the scar." said Yu.

Heng Yu, who was lighting a candle with a fire sniff, froze slightly, and subconsciously moved his left hand hanging on his side: "I thought it wouldn't be eliminated."

Over the years, Youyun and the head of the sect have found a lot of medicine for her, but the scar on her palm is still clearly engraved there.

She was not obsessed with eliminating the scars. Seeing that they had failed to search for them several times, she spoke out to stop them. The scar has been following her until now.

"I am an alchemist and I have adjusted some medicine at will."

"Stop it." Heng Yu snorted with a smile, not knowing whether he believed his words.

"It's easy to do it." said Liju.

However, he searched for the medicine for thousands of years before finally getting all the bodhicitta, fiery red lotus and other things.

Heng Yu spread his left palm onto the table.

The moonlight shone down, mixed with candlelight, clearly reflecting the hideous scar in her palm.

Liaowu took out the ointment from the cuff, held her wrist bone with one hand, and dipped it in the light green ointment with the other hand and applied it near the scar.

The ointment has a faint bitter taste of Bodhi and does not smell bad, but it gives people a bit similar to the Buddhist son opposite.

After applying evenly, Zhihu said, "I have to apply medicine every day. If you feel it's troublesome, just ask me to apply it to you."

Heng Yu held his chin with one hand: "It's quite simple." It means it's easy to apply evenly after dipping the ointment.

Zaiwu nodded slowly: "Then forget it." He got up from the chair and suddenly said, "Elder Luo asked again after a while."

This lack of beginning and end made Heng Yu unable to react for a moment: "What?"

Zaiwu suddenly laughed again: "It's nothing, you have a good rest."

-

Every half month, Yu Du would come to Hengyu to attend class.

It's time for class again today.

He was wearing a scarlet brocade robe, a jade pendant pressed around his waist, and came to find Hengyu with the plum blossom crisps he bought specifically for Hengyu.

After two hours of class, Yu Du asked, "Sister Luo, why didn't I see Xiaobai?"

He also wanted to take Xiaobai to the trial platform to find other junior brothers to play with.

Heng Yu was about to draw a pattern in his body later. When he heard his question, he replied casually: "It should have gone to the yard next to the hot spring to find Buddhist monks to play with. I have something to do now. Can you go over and pick it up by yourself?"

"Okay." Yu didn't dare to delay her time. As a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, Senior Sister Luo is very good at taking time to teach him how to practice. He is not the kind of person who is ignorant of his qualities.

Heng Yu smiled at him.

This junior brother is really well-behaved.

After Yu Du left the house, Heng Yu closed his eyes and began to use his spiritual sense to draw a third layer of array patterns into his flesh and blood.

When approaching the yard next to the hot spring, Yu Du was a little hesitant.

He is not very good at communicating with strangers, but after thinking about it, most of the Buddhist practitioners of Wuding Sect are gentle people, so it should be easier to communicate with.

Yu Du took a deep breath, walked to the wooden door in front of the snow, and raised his hand to knock on the closed door.

Wait for a moment, the wooden door was opened from inside.

The Buddha, wearing a green monk's robe, stood inside the door, with coldness and distantness all over his body.

He just glanced at Yu Du, and Yu Du unconsciously stiffened his back and was at a loss and could not speak for a moment - this Buddhist son was so powerful.

The gaze of Dawu stopped on Yu Du's face for a moment, and pursed his lips slightly: "Are you here to pick up Xiaobai?"

Yu Du replied: "Return to the Buddhist Son, yes."

Jiuwu nodded lightly and withdrew his gaze: "Wait a minute."

He walked inside and took Xiaobai out and handed it to Yu Du.

After hugging Xiaobai, Yu was not as nervous as before. He said goodbye to Jiugui and left.

Zaiwu stood there for a moment and walked towards Hengyu's yard at the foot of the mountain.

Although Heng Yu was carefully drawing the array pattern, he could still hear knocking on the door.

She sensed Wu's breath, opened the gate of the courtyard and the door of the room, and silently invited him in. After a few breaths, Wu took off his shoes and walked into the room. When she saw Heng Yu's appearance at this time, her eyes slightly condensed.

——Her glamorous left face cloth has shallow patterns. The patterns spread from her forehead to behind her ears, and looked particularly strange. She rolled up all the sleeves of her left hand, and her naked arms were covered with the same patterns.

"Is this a curse?" Yue Wu walked to her side, and moved his right hand, which was hanging beside him, as if he wanted to reach out and touch him, but he was afraid that he would disturb her suddenly.

Heng Yu said: "To be precise, it is the formation pattern that breaks the curse."

"Use your flesh and blood as the eye of the formation to break the curse?"

Heng Yu explained: "It looks a bit weird, but it actually has many benefits. The luck of the Hehuan Sect is limited by curses. If I can really break the curse, I can also take the opportunity to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, it is quite cost-effective to think about it."

It would be fine if she didn't explain. As soon as she explained, the next moment, she felt the annoyance surrounding him.

But the expression of the person in front of him has not changed.

He raised his hand and hooked the lines in her ears with his fingertips: "How long will it take to finish the drawing? What else should I do after the drawing?" After a pause, he added, "Don't deceive me."

Heng Yu grabbed his fingertips and put them in his mouth to hold them.

Zhixu's eyes sank, but he still didn't move.

Heng Yu gently bit his fingertips and smiled.

After laughing for a while, he spit out his fingertips and wiped them clean with a handkerchief.

"There are two or three years left. After the drawing is completed, I will overcome a thunder tribulation. With the help of the aura of heaven in the thunder tribulation, I will completely erase the evil spirits of the demons. But you don't have to worry about the thunder tribulation. This curse is related to the fortune of the Hehuan Sect for thousands of years. The sect will be fully prepared. I am just a tool person who draws array patterns to overcome the tribulation."

"Yeah." Yuzu responded lightly and lowered his eyes.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Heng Yu was a little confused about what he was thinking now.

But now he was standing in front of him, and it was not convenient for her to continue drawing the pattern. Heng Yu put down his rolled sleeves and peeled the apple for him to eat.

Soon, she peeled the apple, and used the tip of the knife to make a small piece and handed it to his lips: "Cause it?"

After Yuwu bit the small piece of apple on the blade and swallowed the apple, he asked, "What do you think is better to call you?"

Heng Yu was surprised and peeled an apple for him again. In the middle of winter, she didn't like eating apples, so she was feeding him: "Didn't you call me Elder Luo recently?"

"Do you like this title?"

"I don't like it, it's not as good as Luo Master."

"Yeah." I realized that, "Lord."

Heng Yu was touched by his voice and suddenly felt a little numb with his fingertips.

"Stop peeling."

Wu Yu held her hand and took the remaining half of the apple himself.

After eating the apple, Dawu asked her: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Heng Yu's lips raised: "It's OK." He was about to stand up.

"No hurry." said Yuwu, "Your face is a little pale, I will help you put on makeup."

He got up and walked to the dressing cabinet. He was about to pick up the box of rouge, but Yu Guangsai saw that there was rouge paper next to him. He immediately abandoned the box of rouge he had originally liked, picked up the thin piece of rouge, and walked back to Hengyu.
To be continued...