Copper Coins Chapter 97: Sugar (4)

Xue Xian's original intention was to take the opportunity to take a verbal advantage. Xuan Min had never been able to speak to him, and when he asked this question, there were ten times when Xuan Min would be stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer. Xue Xian had already figured it out. As long as Xuan Min slowed down for a moment, he could play a rogue again.

He just likes to see Xuan Min being speechless and helpless by him.

However, God is destined to be in trouble with him. Just after the teasing words were finished, before he could pretend to be a fool for a while, he heard a very uncooperative "guru" from somewhere.

Xue Xian: "..."

He froze silently for a while, pretending that nothing had happened, and just as he was about to continue to tease Xuanmin with a wicked look, he heard another "guru".

"..." The wicked smile on Xue Xian's mouth was about to crack. He suddenly withdrew his smile and said to Xuanmin with a blank expression: "Come on, tell me, you didn't hear anything."

Xuan Min debunked him calmly: "You're hungry."

Xue Xian said with a gloomy smile: "Bald donkey, let me tell you something serious, it's easy for you to die alone when you talk like this."

"You're here." Xuan Min seemed to answer very naturally, and then patted his shoulder: "Let me go down, what do you want to eat?"

This bamboo building belongs to him after all. He knows better than Xue Xian what things can fill his stomach in this mountain.

"I want to eat people." Xue Xian opened his mouth numbly. As he spoke, his stomach groaned again.

"There is a lot of everything in this mountain, but there is only one person missing." Xuan Min staggered a bit as soon as he stood up beside the bed, and sat back on the bamboo bed again.

At that moment, he always looked calm, as if he opened his eyes from the flesh and everything was back to normal. Xue Xian was also used to his copper skin and iron bones, and thought he really recovered so quickly. As a result, it was only then that he realized that Xuan Min was still far from recovering his qi and blood completely.

After all, Xuan Min didn't rest on this bed for a while, but died once.

However, Xuan Min himself didn't care that much. He sat on the edge of the bed and simply and rudely pressed a talisman on his heart, and his face became slightly better. He didn't even plan to wait any longer, so he stood up again, lowered his eyes and asked Xue Xian warmly, "Do you really want to eat people?"

Xue Xian: "..." This serious tone really doesn't make it clear that this guy is talking nonsense.

"What to eat, you can stay on the bed for me." Xue Xian leaned on himself to sit, short Xuanmin, grabbed Xuanmin's hand that was hanging by his side, and pulled him. Gotta sit back on the bed.

At this point, Xue Xian really felt how weak Xuanmin really was, because when he pulled Xuanmin, he didn't exert any strength in his hands.

"Find you something to eat first, it's never too late to recuperate." Xuan Min said solemnly.

"Don't talk." Xue Xian interrupted him, and took out a string of copper coins from his sleeve pocket. Wherever his fingers crossed, there was a faint golden light flowing. The bird you raised gave me this thing. "

He hung the copper coin on a string and shook it in front of Xuanmin's eyes, saying, "I guess you have used it before. You borrowed some strength to digest the keel a few days ago, and by the way, you injected it into it. Fenling, take it and take care of it, let's find something to eat when it recovers."

The copper coins used by Xuanmin in this life were originally given to him by Zu Hongpan. This is the default rule among the national teachers of all dynasties. He has used the same string since he was six years old and has never changed it. And the string of copper coins has been left by him under the loess and used for Zhenjiang rivers and mountains.

So this string of copper coins is naturally not owned by him in this life. He took the coins and felt them carefully. The strongest spiritual power here is his own, the most mellow is Xue Xian's, and there is a faint and vague spiritual power, which seems to be left over from many, many years ago.

He was supposed to be unfamiliar with the breath of this spiritual power, but these days he was so familiar that he could immediately recognize it—the same lamp.

"This should have been given to me by the lamp panel in the previous life." Xuan Min said.

Xue Xian raised his eyebrows, "Go to the world."

"Your life started when you opened your eyes just now..." Xue Xian raised his chin and squinted his eyes, his expression seemed to be teasing, but also showed a somewhat presumptuous meaning, "From the beginning to the end, it is all mine. ."

Xuan Min turned to look at him, his dark eyes were brightly reflected by the lights, and he was as warm as water: "Okay, it's all yours."

Therefore, there is no return for the life-saving grace.

"So do you have to listen to everything I say?" Xue Xian continued.

Xuan Min followed his words and responded, "Yeah."

"Then you are now holding those small copper plates and recuperate your body first." Xue Xian tapped the bed board with his fingers and made a serious request.

While the two of them were talking, Xuan Min's almost-adult black bird flapped its wings and rushed into the house, still holding a cloth bag in its mouth.

It landed in front of Xue Xian, with a sharp beak, and the cloth pocket fell on Xue Xian's lap and spread out, revealing the contents inside.

I have to say that this bird is really a good bird, and it knows how to solve problems for its owner, because the cloth bag is full of edible things.

Just...

Xue Xian briefly glanced at it: Yes, it's all fruit.

At first glance, this **** found it according to his own taste. But no matter what, it's also a stomach-filling one. In order to convince Xuan Min to not care whether he was hungry or not, Xue Xian took care of his body first, and did not dislike it so much.

He sneered and flicked his finger on the forehead of that birdie, "It's not worth raising you these days."

After saying that, he stretched out his slender index finger to pick and choose among the fruit piles, picked a brightly colored crisp persimmon, tossed it up and down in his hand, and Chong Xuanmin raised his chin: "I Eat first, you raise it first, I have to do the things in this mountain by myself, I am too lazy, so I will go to the restaurant in the city to have a good meal after dawn.”

In the end, Xuan Min sat up beside the bed according to his words.

This copper coin has been used by him for a whole life, and Xue Xian has injected spiritual energy into it. This kind of damage that completely destroys the foundation and even kills it, it only takes one night.

All night, all kinds of small movements accompany Xuan Min's ears.

Sometimes it was Xue Xian's crisp "click" sound when he was eating those crispy fruits, and sometimes he could be heard standing up, his robes rustling by the edge of the chair, and very light footsteps extending out of this room, as if he had entered another In one room, he picked up some books from the wooden bookcase and walked back gently.

He originally walked towards the desk by the window, but he changed his direction halfway through, turning around and sitting on the bamboo bed.

When Xuan Min opened his eyes, what he saw was this scene——

Xue Xian sat beside him with his back against the wall, his long legs comfortably folded, his body was not so upright, slightly slanted, revealing a sense of idleness.

The sky outside was already bright, and the light from the sky filtered in from the window and shone on Xue Xian. And he raised his eyes lazily, his tone was a little dragged, his voice was so low that he was too lazy to work hard: "This is it? I haven't finished reading this book yet."

"Yes." Xuan Min replied.

"It took a whole night of energy, are you hungry?" Xue Xian muttered, "How can you be more hungry than me?" He reached out and rummaged in the cloth pocket spread out beside him.

"This crunchy persimmon tastes pretty good. It's quite sweet. Would you like to try it?" The bird was not picked well, and there was a bug eye on it.

So all I can eat is one crisp persimmon. Xue Xian was rather shameless when he said this, as if he didn't finish the persimmon, but reserved it for Xuan Min.

He pointed away the fruit with insect eyes and picked up the persimmon that was in good condition. When he looked up, he found that Xuan Min was always looking at him.

"What do I do? Your face is stained with fruit juice?" Xue Xian shoved the persimmon into Xuan Min's hand and touched his face in a dazed way.

He acted with ease from start to finish, as if they'd been like this for countless mornings.

Xuan Min suddenly felt that the reason why he liked to live in this bamboo building far away from the hustle and bustle seemed to be for such a peaceful and leisurely scene.

Ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years, I'm afraid I won't get bored.

Maybe it's because since last night, he has been living a new life, and this life is destined to be tied with Xue Xian from beginning to end. Maybe he has experienced the real separation of life and death, and his mood has changed a little bit, and some emotions are no longer so tightly pressed...

Xuan Min looked at Xue Xian calmly for a while, then stretched out his hand to squeeze Xue Xian's wrist, took away his hand that was groping around his face, and wiped away the mark of a little wild juice on his chin with his thumb .

Xue Xian felt his thumb rub twice on his chin, and paused for a while.

The position of the skin in contact is rather ambiguous, so that Xue Xian's mind moved, and he let him squeeze his chin, squinting his eyes and dragging his tone: "If it wasn't for my illusion, you seemed to be on the black rock beach that day. Did a bad thing behind my back—"

Xuan Min raised his eyes and looked into his eyes, his voice was gentle and low: "What's the matter?"

Xue Xian put the book aside, grabbed Xuan Min's wrist and took advantage of the situation to sit up straight, then leaned his head and kissed Xuan Min's lips, then slumped back sanely, leaning against the wall to pick it up again After reading the book, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, it's even."

As he spoke, his long, folded legs swayed, as if his actions just now were very natural.

Xuan Min lowered his eyes for a while and then suddenly said, "No."

Xue Xian's dangling legs stopped: "Huh? What's wrong?"

"You forgot to cover your eyes..." Xuan Min's voice was deep.

Before Xue Xian could react, he raised his hand and put it on Xue Xian's eyes.

Xue Xian's breath stagnated, his eyes became pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Then, Xuan Min's kiss pressed down...

The author has something to say: During the period of physical mental retardation, the hand speed is terrible. The next chapter has not been finished yet, so let's put these out first, and it will definitely be better tomorrow~