I was brought home by the rich and powerful

Chapter 120 Who Understands His Perseverance
In an instant, the door to the courtyard opened.

An old man wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses and a double-breasted Tang suit printed with Chinese characters came hurriedly, "Why are you back? Even a phone call..."

Xiaoyao swallowed the nameless words, his mobile phone was turned off 364 days a year.

Xiang Ye walked into the courtyard with Duan Jiaoyang on his back, and went to Duan Jiaoyang's room.

It's only been a while since Duan Jiaoyang went down the mountain, but the furnishings in the room still haven't changed much, it's very simple and has an ancient style.

Xiang Ye didn't pay attention to the decorations in Duan Jiaoyang's room, and placed her lightly in front of her bed, "Baa, baa..."

"Baa what baa, called Senior Sister, no big or small." Xiaoyao Wuming felt a headache when he heard this bleat, these male apprentices insisted on giving such a nickname to the precious apprentice, he didn't let him call it, they privately Still shouting happily.

"Master, where is the medicine box? I'll get the fever-reducing medicine for senior sister." Xiang Ye looked at Xiaoyao Wuming.

"In the room you lived in before." Xiaoyao Wuming said while walking towards Duan Jiaoyang.

Looking at Duan Jiaoyang on the bed, he put his hand on her forehead, she had a high fever, and the temperature was not low.

Looking at her face, Xiaoyao Wuming sighed softly.

Xiang Ye had already prepared the antipyretic medicine and controlled the temperature of the water. Duan Jiaoyang could drink it directly, but now Duan Jiaoyang fell asleep.

"Master, wake up Senior Sister."

However, Duan Jiaoyang couldn't wake up.

Xiang Ye's face changed slightly, "Master, why did this happen?" No matter how severe the fever was, he would still wake up if he woke up, but Duan Jiaoyang couldn't wake up no matter how much he shouted.

Xiaoyao Wuming walked out of the room and walked towards his study.

There was a wooden sword in his study, he pulled it out, took a yellow talisman from his drawer, and walked back to Duan Jiaoyang's room.

Xiang Ye: "..." Is Master doing something superstitious?

"Xiaoye, come here." Xiaoyao Wuming stood in front of the table and threw the yellow talisman on the table.

Xiang Ye silently recited words such as prosperity and strength in his heart, and walked over calmly...

"Come on, swipe your finger." Xiaoyao Wuming pointed to the nearby area, "I remember there is a fruit knife there."

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Draw your blood."

Xiang Ye's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but Xiaoyao Wuming had already fooled him, "You have a special profession, evil spirit, hurry up, don't dawdle."

Xiang Ye went to get the fruit knife and looked at his fingers.

"Why haven't I seen you in the past two years, you have grown up like a strong man, but you are worse than a little girl in doing things." While disliking his apprentice, Xiaoyao Wuming neatly took a fruit knife across his fingers, and then used his own As soon as he dipped his hand, he began to draw in the yellow talisman.

The drawing of talismans pays attention to one-stroke completion, one-stroke painting, I saw Xiaoyao Wuming drawing and drawing there in a chic way, anyway, Xiang Ye couldn't understand what he was drawing.

But the style of painting is unique to his master's family.

After Xiaoyao Wuming finished painting, he picked it up with a wooden sword, and the amulet floated into the air, and he muttered something...

Xiang Ye stood on the side without saying a word, always feeling that his master was cheating like this.

Then I saw Xiaoyao Wuming who had finished reading his speech and slashed at the yellow talisman with his sword, the tip of the sword directly passed through the yellow talisman...

"Okay." Xiaoyao Wuming threw the wooden sword to Xiang Ye, "Put it back in my study."

Xiang Ye looked at this wooden sword. This wooden sword was taken out by several of them to appreciate and study before. It was just a broken wooden sword. It was neither exquisitely carved nor useful. I used it, and once it was almost used as a barbecue wood.

"Master, what happened to Senior Sister?" Xiang Ye looked away from the wooden sword.

"Put the sword back first." Xiaoyao Wuming glared at him.

Xiang Ye had no choice but to take the sword and go to the study room first. As soon as Xiang Ye went out, Xiaoyao Wuming spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely serious.

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In the dark room, incomprehensible spells were being chanted one, two, three, four. The men sitting there closed their eyes tightly, listening to the chanting-like voice above their heads.

"Pfft." The performer spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master..." Lu Shulin opened his eyes and looked at the pale master in front of him.

"Mr. Lu, the law has been accomplished, but..." The foreigner known as the master looked at Lu Shulin, and still wanted to persuade him, "Your method is too aggressive, and it is easy to be backlashed."

"For her, I have nothing to fear." Lu Shulin stood up, "Master, how are you?"

"Next time you bring her hair, the best thing is her blood, and I will strengthen it for you again." The persuasion was ineffective, and the person known as the master no longer persuaded, just told Lu Shulin what to do next .

"There should be an expert around her. I felt a resistance when I did it just now." The master looked at Lu Shulin, "Mr. Lu, besides you, who else knows about this?"

"No one." Lu Shulin said with certainty.

So is it a coincidence?
"Mr. Lu, you still have to think about the matter of lowering your head. At present, you are only using her birthday horoscope, which will only make your relationship warmer, but if you use other things later..."

"Master, you don't need to persuade me any more. I've already decided on this matter." He finally found her, and he couldn't bear to have so many men around her.

Moreover, the road that he had planned himself, the road of love for a long time, can be seen to be useless.

The master did not speak.

Lu Shulin looked at the dark corner in front of him, "Master, you know how long I've been looking for her." Others laughed at him as crazy, but who understood his obsession? !
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Duan Jiaoyang had a high fever repeatedly, and she didn't wake up until the evening of the next day, but the fever has not subsided.

When she opened her eyes, she saw everything she was familiar with.

She is home.

The place where she feels most at ease.

The mountain was completely quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds, Duan Jiaoyang felt that his throat was extremely dry and itchy, so he got up and poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat, and then walked out of the room.

Because the fever hadn't subsided, she felt that her steps were unusually frivolous. She supported the door frame with her hands and shook her head.

"Girl, are you awake?" Xiaoyao Wuming, who was playing chess with Xiang Ye in the yard, raised his eyes and saw his precious apprentice woke up, confused the chess pieces, and walked towards Duan Jiaoyang.

Xiang Ye: "..." Master's chess quality is getting more and more worrying.

"Master." Duan Jiaoyang saw Xiaoyao Wuming in front of him, and called out, but his voice was hoarse.

"You girl, why did you toss yourself like this in such a short period of time after you came down the mountain?" Xiaoyao Wuming looked at Duan Jiaoyang in front of him and her changed face, feeling worried in his heart.

It turned out that it was not a mistake, she really changed her appearance.

(End of this chapter)