Chapter 99: The Celestial Master Showcases His Art (3)
"I promise to accompany you, but I don't promise to accompany you."
"But you didn't."
"Please, I'm an ordinary mortal. I can't move like you when I'm injured. I need to recuperate and rest. Even though I'm seriously injured and I'm about to die, I'm still accompanying you eagerly. Do you think this is an eight o'clock TV series?
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Wu Zhou still frowned and kept moving his head on the pillow, "Then why don't you come to me? You know I can..."
"I don't want to treat you like a universal Band-Aid, no matter how painful it is."
Wu Zhou felt that he couldn't understand Qianye's words more and more, but he could vaguely understand some of the meaning.
My head was on the pillow, trying to find a comfortable position, but I couldn't find it.
"What's wrong with you?" Chiba asked.
"Headache."
Chiba curled his lips and said, "Sure enough, you will only be more honest when you feel uncomfortable."
After saying that, she leaned closer to the bed, and at a glance she discovered that the ear on Wu Zhou's head that she had pulled was still very red and swollen through the fine, snow-white hair.
He slowly reached out to touch it, and as soon as he touched the tip of his ear, Wu Zhou shivered obviously and shrank back. It was probably very painful.
"Take your ears back, it's not so lovable." Qianye muttered, who would have known that such an arrogant guy like Wu Zhou would just run around like this just because she said he liked those ears.
"It hurts even more to take it back." Wu Zhou's voice was angrily, as if he was accusing her of her crime.
Chiba shrugged, sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, avoiding the red and swollen ear, and slowly rubbed his forehead.
Wu Zhou seemed to be taking advantage of it and gradually became quieter.
After a while, he said faintly: "You said you would try your best to be good to me, but you didn't and you were always absent-minded."
Chiba raised an eyebrow, "As an employer who doesn't even spend any money, I don't seem to have the right to be picky about the quality of service."
"but you……"
"Wu Zhou, you can't ask too much of me. After all, you are a demon and I am a human. Sometimes I don't know what you are thinking."
"I don't dare to hope."
Qianye raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, there were still obstacles in communication between humans and monsters, especially this monster that always knew no good.
Suddenly he remembered something and said, "Qing Shang and Shou Po both said that you actually have a way to get my Yang Shou back. What is the way?"
"Don't worry, you still have two or three years to live." Wu Zhou said slowly.
Qianye wrinkled his face, "Don't worry? That's Yang Shou, not a few hairs. Since you have the solution, why bother..."
Wu Zhou yawned and turned over, "It depends on my mood."
Qianye raised his hand angrily and made a few empty gestures on the ear on Wu Zhou's head. He really wanted to pluck one more ear to make him symmetrical!
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In the elegant and quiet room, mist lingered. In the center of the room, there was a large wooden barrel filled with water that was emitting white smoke.
Wu Zhou, on the other hand, was lying in it extremely comfortably, enjoying the hot water that Shan had heated for him as he should, while Qianye washed away the turbidity from his body.
As for whether one person and one ghost are willing to do so, that is not something he should worry about.
After all, it was him who saved Sui, so Sui didn't end up in a state of despair.
Qianye was seriously injured, but it was only through his hands that he healed quickly, eliminating pain and not even leaving a scar.
Wu Zhou looked at Qianye, who was lying on the table and immersed in drawing talismans, and suddenly felt that it felt good to have someone willing to do something for him when he needed it.