I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 248 Hint, soul-stealing, Yan Ping has a good temper

Ji Heyu lost too much blood and his body temperature remained close to that of a dead person, so he was very cold.

Looking at the warm bell that Wen Ye handed over, his eyes lit up. Just as he was about to put down the teacup reservedly, he caught a glimpse of Yan Ping's pause out of the corner of his eye.

Ji Heyu: “…”

His illusion?

Yan Ping probably sensed the gaze, and indifferently put the teacup aside and turned to face the sect leader.

"Do you see anything?"

Ji Heyu glanced at Wen Ye.

Wen Ye was completely unaware. He could not see any of Yan Ping's movements from his position. It was only Ji Heyu's pause that made him look a little doubtful.

Ji Heyu was silent for a moment, but still put the teacup on the table, took the warm bell from him, and spoke in a low voice.

"Thanks."

Wen Ye shook his head gently, then stood next to Yan Ping, quietly, like a pillar.

Ji Heyu withdrew his gaze and looked at the sect leader, but his peripheral vision was always on Yan Ping.

Spend half of your time thinking about something else.

The sect leader had just finished the inspection, his brows were solemn, and his eyes moved to the talisman paper between Yu Tianhong's eyebrows.

"There's nothing wrong with my body, and there's nothing wrong with my sea of ​​consciousness."

Ji Heyu added, "The Calming Talisman didn't work on him. I used the Tranquilizing Talisman on him and he fell asleep."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took away the talisman paper on Yu Tianhong's forehead.

The moment the talisman paper left Yu Tianhong, her eyes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Ji Heyu did not stop him. Since the sect leader was here, he had to at least see what Yu Tianhong's current condition was.

Yan Ping stroked Nuan Ling quietly with his eyes closed, so no one could tell that he was distracted.

He was thinking about what had just happened.

It was just a warm bell, not a big deal, but he didn’t really want Wen Ye to give it to Ji Heyu.

There is a feeling that something of mine is being taken away by others.

He doesn't like this feeling, he has never liked it since he was a child.

Yu Tianhong's eyes trembled for a while, and finally woke up with a little confusion in her eyes.

The clan leader stared at him intently, a look of concern on his face.

"Tianhong, how do you feel now?"

Yu Tianhong's eyes swayed for a moment before they focused on the sect leader's face, confusion evident on his face.

"Grandfather, I'm fine, why are you here?"

The sect leader saw that he wanted to get up, so he sat beside the bed and helped him up.

"I came over to see you."

Yu Tianhong was still a little confused. After he stood up, he found that there was someone else in the room. He looked around.

This room gave him a strange yet familiar feeling.

There were three people sitting by the window, and his eyes first focused on the face of the person in the middle.

Her appearance was so delicate and enchanting, and her face was as pale as snow. Even with her eyes closed, she could make people feel their hearts waver.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of elegance would appear in his eyes if he opened them.

The man seemed to sense his gaze and tilted his head to look over, with a look of some kind of attack between his closed brows.

Yu Tianhong's heartbeat suddenly quickened and he quickly looked away.

This man looks like a strong man. It is indeed impolite for him to stare at others so unscrupulously.

However, a certain touch in his soul made Yu Tianhong more and more excited.

He immediately shifted his attention to the other two people. They were both good-looking, and there was a vague sense of familiarity between them. There was a hint of concern in their eyes when they looked at him.

Yu Tianhong pursed his lips. He wanted to look at Yan Ping, but he didn't dare to.

He looked at the clan leader and spoke in a low voice.

"Grandfather, who are they?"

The sect leader paused for a moment. He raised his hand and touched Yu Tianhong's distinct black and white hair, feeling a little distressed. "They are friends of the Tianyang Sect."

Yu Tianhong nodded. He glanced at Yan Ping secretly and couldn't help but shrink back. He hid behind the sect leader and spoke in a very low voice, thinking that they couldn't hear him.

“Grandfather, is the man in the middle very strong?”

metropolitan:"……"

There is a feeling of déjà vu.

Wen Ye and Ji Heyu both heard what Yu Tianhong said and looked at Yan Ping together. Yan Ping stood still as a mountain and even had time to drink a sip of water.

The sect leader's silence did not cause Yu Tianhong to stop, and he secretly looked at Yan Ping from under the sect leader's wide clothes.

"Grandfather, I think he is very strong. Can I become his disciple?"

metropolitan:"……"

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Yu Tianhong with complicated eyes.

You don't remember anything, but you still want to take Yan Ping as your master?

Wen Ye narrowed his eyes. Was this how Yu Tianhong had pestered Yan Ping in the past?

Ji He looked at the nose with his jade eyes and the heart with his nose, but his peripheral vision shifted to Wen Ye.

Yan Ping paused again, then he put the teacup on the table beside him, making a slight sound, and then he said lightly, "I don't accept disciples."

Yu Tianhong was stunned, a hint of disappointment appeared on her face, but she was not as upset as she had imagined.

He secretly poked his head out from under the sleeve of the leader and continued his efforts.

"So...senior...what do you want to receive?"

Yu Tianhong was still thinking about how to address him, when the word "senior" came out of his mouth as if he had repeated it a thousand times.

“I can do anything.”

When Yu Tianhong said this, she looked at Yan Ping with a sparkling light in her eyes.

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "Maybe we are short of a thug."

Yu Tianhong blinked, glanced at the sect leader, and spoke decisively.

"Then it's decided. I'll be your thug."

metropolitan:"……"

What a good boy, he sold himself so decisively. He should be beaten to death and sent back to school for retraining.

Yan Ping laughed but never opened his eyes.

"come here."

Yu Tianhong climbed up from the bed and ran over. The sect leader raised his hand and pulled his beard, and had doubts again.

Why do people in this family like to turn their elbows outward?

Yan Ping raised his hand and knocked on Ji Heyu, then said lazily, "Give me the things, it's your turn now."

Ji Heyu: “…”

He looked at Yan Ping with a confused face, but his sparkling peach blossom eyes perfectly saved his expression.

"what?"

Yan Ping tossed the warm bell in his hand, with a half-smile on his face, "What do you think?"

The corners of Ji Heyu's mouth twitched slightly.

He suddenly couldn't understand what Yan Ping was thinking. Wen Ye gave him a warm ring, and he could remember it until now.

Ji Heyu reluctantly put the warm bell next to his desk and asked, "How do we do it?"

Yan Ping recited a mnemonic and demonstrated some hand gestures.

"This is a way to hint."

"But it requires the use of spiritual sense, and it's not easy for me to do it, so you can do it yourself later."

The clan leader showed surprise, he didn't expect Yan Ping to teach the technique so directly, starting right in front of him, but people should be self-aware.

He turned half away to avoid suspicion, and heard Yan Ping speak.

"Don't move, old man. You should learn from me. This will be useful to you."

The leader was stunned for a moment, "Can I?"

Yan Ping said lazily, "Okay, if nothing unexpected happens, you will go to Yuanzhou in a few years. It won't be against the rules if I teach you in advance."

metropolitan:"……"

Yu Tianhong didn't understand their conversation, so she looked at another handsome guy of the same age. He seemed to have glanced at her with a cold expression just now.

You can tell at first glance that he's not easy to get along with.

Yu Tianhong thought for a while, and suddenly glared at Wen Ye stealthily.

So what if he comes first? Yan Ping recruits me as his thug anyway, and that person might just be an unofficial follower!

Wen Ye looked at Yu Tianhong's slightly fierce eyes and felt like he was dreaming back to the time when they first met.

While listening to Yan Ping and the others talking, he paid attention, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, silently giving Yu Tianhong a provocative smile.

As he wished, he saw Yu Tianhong's eyes suddenly widen, as if anger was coming out of them.

"His current problem is mainly that his memory is a little confused. The Calming Talisman acts on his soul and is not of much help to his memory."

"This technique is called Soul Capture. It can be used against enemies or in other ways. Here, it can help fix his memory through suggestion."

"Once things stabilize after a while, you can remove the hint in this regard."

Yan Ping's voice is lazy, but it sounds rhythmic and very pleasant.

Wen Ye stood behind him, listening and teasing Yu Tianhong, who was now too naive.

When he heard the hint, his eyes paused slightly.

Wen Ye recalled the first time they met, and he was forced to reveal his real name.

This was probably the method Yan Ping used at that time.

Although there was a misunderstanding later.

When Wen Ye thought of this, and then thought of the broken expression on Yan Ping's face at that time, the corners of his mouth lifted up, revealing a genuine smile.

Yu Tianhong had been staring at him, and was stunned when she saw this expression.

Unlike the provocative smile before, this time the smile was very pure, even the coldness between his eyebrows was melted away a lot, and he looked much more approachable.

Yu Tianhong curled her lips when she thought of this.

Those who can cultivate to the virtual god realm in Qingzhou have good comprehension. The sect leader understood it quickly, but he still needs some time to memorize.

Ji Heyu got the hang of it quickly, especially since soul-stealing was related to spiritual consciousness. After Yan Ping explained the key points, he was basically able to try it out.

Then Ji Heyu was able to draw inferences from one instance and discovered that those hand gestures seemed unnecessary.

He glanced at the two warm bells in Yan Ping's hand, and Yan Ping tilted his head and smiled at him kindly.

Ji Heyu: “…”

He turned his head away, pretending not to see it, and then patted Yu Tianhong on the shoulder.

"come here."

Yu Tianhong looked at him with some confusion, then looked at Yan Ping, and finally shifted his gaze to the sect leader he was most familiar with.

The clan leader concealed the worry in his eyes, patted his shoulder, and said soothingly, "Go and have a look at that senior."

Only then did Yu Tianhong purse her lips and stand in front of Ji Heyu.

Ji Heyu was pinching his hands and was about to send the spiritual light into Yu Tianhong's body when he suddenly stopped.

"Where does the memory stop?"

Yan Ping propped up his chin with one hand, "On the day I cooked."

It would be troublesome if it was set too early, but it would also be bad if it was set too late, lest you accidentally set the time when He would appear.

Ji Heyu nodded, and the spiritual light in his hand fell on Yu Tianhong's eyebrows.

Wen Ye glanced at Yu Tianhong, and his eyes suddenly caught sight of Nuan Ling, who had disappeared from the table. He lowered his head to look at Yan Ping's palm, and his heart moved.

He recalled a doubt he once had and spoke with his eyes half lowered.

"Senior, have you ever used soul-stealing on me?"

Yan Ping was playing with a warm bell in one of his hands. When he heard his words, his fingers paused slightly and he fell into deep thought.

He had used soul-stealing on Wen Ye several times.

He used it when they first met, and also used it later when he discovered that Wen Ye's attitude towards him was a little strange because of his spiritual awareness.

But these things are shameful and difficult to talk about.

Wen Ye looked at him in silence and was about to continue asking when he heard Yan Ping turning his head to look at him. Although he didn't open his eyes, he could see a hint of reprimand on his face, and his voice was stern.

"Why do little kids ask so many questions?"

Wen Ye: "..."

……

The problem with Yu Tianhong was solved quickly this time.

When he woke up again, his memory went back to the time when Yan Ping was cooking, but it was still a few days later, when Wen Ye suffered the backlash and had not woken up.

After the sect leader watched over him for a while, he went to find Zhu Zhizhi based on the information provided by Wen Ye, in order to find out the connection between Fa Feng and the demon cultivators.

Yu Tianhong was awake this time, and his memory was much more stable. He was no longer as depressed as he was later, and his whole body was cheerful.

Faced with the fact that so many days had passed and Ji Heyu had just perfunctorily dealt with him, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he stuck to Yan Ping with great interest, asking about his well-being, with his eyes bright and surprising.

"Senior, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."

"Senior, are you hungry? I have a lot of food here."

"Senior, please watch me practice sword skills."

Yan Ping sat in the yard and said expressionlessly, "Get lost."

Yu Tianhong didn't care about his cold face, but smiled happily.

"Then Senior! To celebrate Wen Ye's breakthrough to the Void Dan realm, let's have a meal together!"

Yan Ping simply faced him, his brows cold, and murderous intent surging from his body, "Get lost."

The hairs on the back of Yu Tianhong's neck suddenly stood up. The sense of crisis that he should have felt turned into a heartbeat that began to accelerate. Sweat kept pouring out of his body, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Senior, it's so hot, how about I hold an umbrella for you?"

Yan Ping: “…”

Ji Heyu standing in the corner: "..."

Ji Heyu pinched the bridge of his nose. "He is really lucky to have been under Yan Ping's command for so long."

Wen Ye, who just came out of the room: "..."

He said politely, "Senior has a good temper."

Ji Heyu couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wen Ye, his eyes full of disbelief, "Is there something wrong with your eyes, or is there something wrong with my eyes?"

Wen Ye was extremely calm, "Everyone has their own unique personality. Senior Rufeng, you need to reflect on your own problems."

Ji Heyu: “…”

Very good, it seems that besides Yu Tianhong, Wen Ye also has a problem in his brain. Ignorant emotions can blind people.

Yan Ping's cold and irritable voice came over, "Have you packed your things?"

Wen Ye stepped forward and said, “They are all put away.”

Yu Tianhong paused, aggrieved, "Senior, you really can't take me with you?"

Yan Ping was finally able to get away. He simply stood up and walked outside, feeling a sense of relief at having gotten rid of all the trouble.

However, he considered repairing Yu Tianhong's consciousness and slowed down his voice, trying to be calm and gentle.

"No, you have been practicing swordplay with Ji Heyu in Taohuaju for a while, and we will be back soon."

"Whoever wins the championship will be rewarded by me."

After Yan Ping finished speaking, his figure had almost disappeared from Taohuaju, and Wen Ye followed closely behind him.

Yu Tianhong's temperament suddenly became listless and his eyes dimmed.

“Everyone is gone.”

After watching for a long time, Ji Heyu, who was weak and exhausted, said: "..."

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't we human?"

Yu Tianhong's eyes lit up and he looked at Ji Heyu in the corner, "Senior Rufeng, you are still here!"

Ji Heyu laughed dryly.

He has been here all the time, but some people were so focused on Yan Ping that they didn't even notice him.

[I didn’t finish writing the second chapter due to an unexpected incident last night, so I’m making up for it today]