stjorthotic Chapter 289 Don't Burn Your Brain Out
Chapter 289 Don't Burn Your Brain Out
What should be faced sooner or later.
Uncle Jiu rushed into Master Yixiu's house, grabbed Uncle Simu by the ear, and yelled at him.
Ah Qiang hurried over to fight.
Han Feng heard it clearly in the back room.
He didn't go out, but turned around and jumped onto the bed, pulled the quilt up and pretended he wasn't awake yet.
Anyway, idle is idle, just to play tricks on Master Simu.
Outside the hall, Uncle Four Eyes anxiously explained.
"Brother Jiu, let go quickly, you will wring my ears off!"
"Twist off your ears, labor and management will not be relieved!"
Uncle Jiu shouted angrily.
Indeed, for Uncle Jiu, after taking in three apprentices in his life, there was only one disciple with excellent aptitude and comprehension like Han Feng.
Wencai and Qiusheng were at most here to make up the numbers.
It can be said that Uncle Jiu placed great hopes in Han Feng.
It is more important than his own life.
Early in the morning before dawn, he received a letter from Simu Feige. The news of Han Feng's accident made him worried to death.
He couldn't clean up anything, so he hurried here with Wencai and Qiusheng.
Along the way, I didn't drink a sip of water because of worry.
"Ninth Brother Jiu! Don't get excited, listen to me, Afeng is already awake, he's healed! It's all right! Hiss, oops, don't leave Ninth Brother, let go!"
Uncle Jiu slammed the ears of Master Uncle Four Eyes away, his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.
"Where is Afeng?! Take me there!"
The four-eyed Taoist groaned in pain, and shouted towards the back room, "Afeng! Come out quickly! Your master is here!"
There was no movement in the back room.
Uncle Jiu's sharp eyes immediately shot all around.
She was so frightened that she looked back again and again, "Brother, I really didn't lie to you, Afeng really woke up!"
"He went for a stroll by the creek after midnight last night. We carried him back at that time."
"Brought, carried back..."
It's better not to say this, and the four eyes immediately covered their mouths in panic.
Uncle Jiu rushed into the back room with a stride.
Everyone hastily followed.
inside the house.
On a wooden bed that wasn't even covered with a mattress, lay Han Feng with his eyes closed and motionless.
Uncle Jiu's eyes were moist in an instant, and he lay down in front of Han Feng's bed, holding Han Feng's hand and said in a trembling voice, "It's all Master's fault, I shouldn't have promised Simu that guy back then, if he didn't bring you here, You won't be what you are now!"
What Uncle Jiu said was very sad.
The rest of them followed suit.
Only Uncle Simu frowned, walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and pushed the person on the bed, "Wake up! Didn't you feel fine last night?"
Uncle Jiu grabbed an extra pillow and threw it over, "Get lost!"
"Afeng was harmed like this by you, you still don't let him go!"
Uncle Jiu really lost his mind.
They had never seen Uncle Jiu like this before.
In everyone's impression, Uncle Nine has always been calm and calm, and he doesn't panic when encountering things, but calmly thinks about solving problems.
It is estimated that he would lose his composure and lose his mind in front of Han Feng.
Both Wencai and Qiusheng were dumbfounded and did not dare to go forward to comfort them.
Even Han Feng who was lying on the bed couldn't help sweating.
I'm done thinking about it, this time I'm playing big!
Uncle Simu, I'm sorry for you!
"He went to the creek alone in the middle of the night last night, do you think it's normal?!"
"You still look so indifferent!"
"That means Afeng is not your apprentice! Don't worry!"
Uncle Jiu's eyes were dark red, and it looked like he was about to sever ties with Uncle Simu.
Han Feng's heart beat faster: No, I can't keep pretending to be dead!
rub!
Han Feng sat up suddenly.
But because he got up too violently, his hair became dizzy, so he quickly supported the bed board with his hands.
"Afeng!"
Seeing Han Feng waking up, but not in a good condition, Uncle Jiu was both happy and scared.
"Master, I'm fine. Don't quarrel with the uncle. It's not the uncle's fault. The zombies are coming. It's not under the control of the uncle. I just happened to meet them."
"I had an accident, and my uncle was in a hurry. I didn't sleep last night."
How could Uncle Jiu care about these things now? He anxiously checked Han Feng's body.
Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry.
"Master, I'm not injured, it's just... just a little tired these days."
"A few days of rest will be fine."
Uncle Jiu stared, "Why did you run to the river so late last night?"
No matter how you think about it, this behavior feels weird.
Uncle Jiu was worried that Han Feng's brain had burned out.
The letter said that Han Feng had been having a fever, and his body temperature had soared.
Otherwise, normal people would run to the river in the middle of the night, this behavior is very wrong.
"My body is too hot, and I want to go to the river to blow some air to cool off."
"Really?"
Uncle Nine was dubious.
The four eyes quickly stepped forward to accompany the smiling face, "Hehe, Afeng, you really scared us yesterday, we are relieved to see that you are fine."
Master Yixiu asked Jingjing to boil some tea.
Uncle Jiu came, and he didn't want to see the two senior brothers quarreling, so he took advantage of this opportunity to match them up.
Uncle Jiu saw that Han Feng was walking, talking, and communicating without any problems, so he managed to look a little better at Uncle Simu.
After all, we are brothers from the same school, and we usually have a good relationship. There is no need to really get so stiff. We still need to get along with each other in the future.
Uncle Jiu was completely frightened by Han Feng just now.
The emotions are a little out of control, which is also understandable.
After all, who made Han Feng his heart and soul.
"Uncle Nine, Taoist Master Simu, brother Afeng, the tea is ready, my master calls you to sit over there."
Master Yixiu wants everyone to sit together and speak out.
Uncle Jiu thought about it, looked at Han Feng, "Forget it, let's go back."
Uncle Jiu was still quite uncomfortable. He hadn't completely forgiven Si Mu, so he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
After all, Han Feng is fine now, it can only be said that Han Feng's fate is great.
Thinking about it now, Uncle Jiu still feels scared.
If Han Feng really had an accident this time, he really didn't know what he would do next.
Seeing Uncle Jiu's restless look, Han Feng quietly winked at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.
The two immediately understood.
Smiling, he held Uncle Jiu's arm, "Master, we've all come here, and besides, the younger brother is all right now, so just wait a little longer."
Han Feng helped and echoed, "Yes, Master, just take it as a face for Master Yixiu. You haven't seen each other for a long time. It would be nice for everyone to sit down and chat."
Seeing that Han Feng had said that, Uncle Jiu could only reluctantly nodded.
Hall.
Everyone sits around the table.
Steam rose from the teapot.
Jingjing and Aqiang were busy pouring tea for everyone.
"Ninth Brother, Qianhe, he..."
"I know everything, Aqiang told me all about it."
The atmosphere became heavy again.
"Simu, senior brother is really impulsive this time. All the reasons are because of the royal zombie, so I don't blame you."
Uncle Jiu drank a cup of tea, his stomach was warm, and he felt a little distressed when he looked around.
He is also a victim of what happened in the past two days, so what does it have to do with him?
In the final analysis, I lost my mind in a hurry.
The main thing is to worry about Han Feng.
"For Qianhe, I will report it to the imperial court and tell the emperor about it. Qianhe happened on the way to transport the emperor's corpse. He must be given posthumously."
Things have happened, and what to do next is what to do.
Qianhe couldn't just die like this.
The royal zombies have also been killed, and Uncle Jiu looked at Han Feng worriedly, "Afeng, is there any discomfort in your body?"
"If you feel uncomfortable, don't pretend to be silent, don't be brave! Royal zombies are no different from ordinary zombies. Once you find any uncomfortable places, deal with them as soon as possible, you understand?"
Han Feng nodded, "Don't worry, Master, I'm not a child, I understand."