Ye Xiaochuan stopped with the third place, and it was very miserable. After the two elders set the bones and treated him, he was carried down by Zhu Changshui and others and sent back to the mountainside residence to rest. Then he was wrapped by Xiaochi into a big rice dumpling, which was similar to a mummy.
It was gone, leaving only two eyeballs spinning around.
Looking at his masterpiece, Xiaochi clapped his hands, happily, and jumped out of Ye Xiaochuan's room with Zhu Changshui and others. From the sound, it sounded like he was going to the black market of Guanggnatang to gamble.
It was already noon of the next day when Ye Xiaochuan woke up. In his coma, the true method of Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao was healing on its own, coupled with the elixir of Cangyun Sect and the strange spiritual power of the Immortality Art hanging around his neck, he rested
One day and one night, except that my whole body was still a little sore, I didn't feel much pain anymore.
He opened his eyes, saw the familiar beams above him, and knew that he was lying on the wooden bed in his own room.
He felt that there was severe water accumulation in his bladder and a strong urge to urinate. He struggled to get up to urinate, but he couldn't get up. His limbs were very stiff. He thought he had been amputated. He was so frightened that his scalp became numb and his soul left his body.
After taking a closer look, I saw that my limbs had not been amputated. My whole body was wrapped in white gauze, which was no different from a big rice dumpling. If the gauze on my body were straightened, it would probably be able to go around Samsara Peak.
He could think with his buttocks that the masterpiece on his body must have been made by that little fox demon Koike.
The external injuries are almost healed, but the fractured area still needs some time to heal completely. Miraculous elixirs, spiritual power and true essence are all auxiliary, which can quickly heal congestion and internal injuries. However, if the bone is broken, this is not the case.
It will be fine in an instant.
Ye Xiaochuan is not very strong now, and his bones feel pain when he exerts force on his arms. His body is tightly wrapped, and he struggled several times but could not break free of the bandages. He can only lie on the bed and scream for help.
Today is the last competition of this year's Cangyun Sect fighting technique. It is the grand finale of Yun Qiyou and Gu Jianchi competing for the first place. Except for some servant disciples, there are almost no other disciples on the mountainside. They all went up to watch the competition.
Who has the energy to save him?
My throat was hoarse from howling, the rescuers were not called, and my stomach rumbled.
The hunger was bearable, but the problem of water accumulation in the bladder was unbearable. When it was almost dusk, the big rice dumpling finally let out a sigh of relief and wet the bed. It was estimated that the bedding could no longer be used.
What retribution, last time I peed on the stone strips at the back mountain viewing platform, Gu Paner and others sat directly on the stone strips, admiring the moon and eating snacks amidst the smell of urine.
Now come retribution, he wet the bed himself.
When Bailiyuan walked in, she opened the door and was greeted by a faint smell of urine. She lifted Ye Xiaochuan's quilt and immediately pinched her nose.
Seeing that someone finally came in, Ye Xiaochuan was not overjoyed. Instead, he threatened fiercely: "If you dare to tell this matter, I won't let you go."
Bailiyuan was so happy that she laughed so unscrupulously that her waist almost bent with laughter. She didn't let Ye Xiaochuan untie the bandages on her body, but ran out of the room in a hurry.
Ye Xiaochuan felt bad.
Sure enough, in less than half a stick of incense, Zhu Changshui, Xiaochi, Chen Youdao, Yang Quanyong and others all rushed in, and the sounds of joking, laughing and cursing came out of the house.
Ye Xiaochuan was ridiculed to the point of being ridiculed by these harmful friends. If it had been anyone else, he would probably have wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, never to see anyone else again.
But this guy was born with a thick skin. At this moment, only his eyes could move, so he rolled his big eyes and laughed with everyone, even more crazily than the others.
After a long time, the bandages were removed all over the body, leaving only two arms and head still bandaged. Ye Xiaochuan sat in the disciple dining hall. Several people crowded around a large table and ordered a table of dishes.
Everyone dared not laugh even if they wanted to, but Xiaochi burst into laughter every time he took a bite of delicious food.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious and said: "You still have the nerve to smile? If you hadn't tied me into a big rice dumpling, how could I have wet the bed?"
Xiaochi stopped laughing, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, put it into Ye Xiaochuan's mouth, and said quibly: "It's none of my business. I thought you were seriously injured, so I just bandaged it for you. What's the point?"
I miss you wetting the bed..."
At this point, she couldn't help but giggle again, and everyone else also laughed again.
Ye Xiaochuan was really speechless and could only shout: "If you make friends carelessly, you make friends carelessly!"
He didn't want these scumbags to continue to dwell on his bedwetting, so he changed the subject and said, "Who won the first place? Is it the senior brother or the female robber?"
Baili Yuan put down his chopsticks and said, "It's Senior Brother Gu Jianchi."
Ye Xiaochuan was not surprised at all, but asked curiously: "Did the two of them compete against each other in the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique in the end?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Bailiyuan said: "It's the same as yesterday when you and Yun Qiyou fought. The two of them didn't compete with real skills at all. They were completely fighting swords in close quarters. They fought from morning to dusk for four hours. In the end, Gu
Jianchi narrowly defeated him with one move."
This surprised Ye Xiaochuan. According to Yun Qiyou's unyielding character, when his cultivation level is lower than that of his senior brother, he must give it a try and urge the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique to give his senior brother a try.
Why are both of them fighting in close combat?
As the saying goes, good things go well, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The story of Ye Xiaochuan's bedwetting was spreading in Cangyun Sect at an extremely terrifying speed. In just one hour, it seemed that all the Cangyun Sect disciples knew about it.
Many people in the dining hall looked at Ye Xiaochuan, who had a bandage-like gauze wrapped around his head and his arms hung by bandages. They were all pointing and talking.
The third place in Cangyun Sect's fighting skills, the young genius who can use the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique, actually wets the bed?
While Ye Xiaochuan was thinking about why Yun Qiyou didn't activate the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique, the Burning Smoke Fairy Gu Pan'er walked into the dining hall. Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's group of people here, she swaggeringly put a cloth bag into
Ye Xiaochuan put it in front of him.
Everyone was puzzled and were about to ask, but Gu Pan'er said nothing and walked away.
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't move his hands, so Xiaochi reached out to open the cloth bag and took out a brand new large porcelain pot with a flat body and a handle at the back. It was said to be a teapot, but it was much larger than a teapot. It was said to be a wine
Jar, but the shape is a bit weird.
She scratched her head, as if she had never seen this thing before, and asked: "Brother Xiaochuan, what is this?"
Ye Xiaochuan's face was like a pig's liver, while the others were laughing so hard that they almost fell down from their chairs. The other disciples who were dining in the dining hall were also covering their mouths and laughing.
Chamber pot!
Ye Xiaochuan struggled to get up and wanted to hit the wall to die. He kept saying: "What a shame and humiliation. I can't live anymore! Let me die! Let me die!"
