Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

"Master?" Yue'er heard the voice, thinking it was her own illusion, and looking sideways, she saw her master standing not far away with his hands on his back.

She put on her coat quickly, got out of the bed with her loose hair, and came to him and said pitifully: "Master, I have a nightmare, I dreamt that I am dead."

The person in the dream seemed to be her, but not like her. She died under the thunder of the sky. She seemed to see her master sitting there holding her scorched corpse. In the entire Yunxiao Mountain, only her master, And the scorched corpse...

Listening to her, Qingdi's eyes moved slightly, looking at her who came in front of him, he reached out and patted her head, his voice was a little softer than usual: "Don't worry, it's just a dream."

"Master, what if I really die?" She bit her lip, still asking.

"There is a master, and the master will protect you." He said, withdrawing his hand, looking a little pale, she was obviously not sleeping well, and said: "It's not light yet, you go to sleep again! Master! Just stay here."

While talking, he came to the outside table and sat down, took out the piano and placed it on the table, gently flicking his fingers, and a calming melody came from under his hand.

Yue'er didn’t fall asleep all night. Seeing that he hadn’t left, she went back to the bed and lay down, watching the master sitting there playing the piano. She gradually relaxed and listened to the gentle sound of the piano. I slowly closed my eyes...

Qingdi sat there plucking the strings until he realized that she had fallen asleep, and then stopped, then took out the book and sat there watching, silently guarding.

It was almost noon that Yue'er woke up. When she opened her eyes, she was startled when she saw her master sitting there, "Master?"

Qingdi put the book away, stood up, and said, "Wake up and go for a walk and bask in the sun." As he said, he walked away with his hands.

Yue'er smiled and responded, "Okay." After seeing her master leave, she quickly got out of bed to wash.

"Master, we haven't gotten down the mountain for a long time, shall we go shopping in the city?" Yue'er came to him and said.

"You haven't repaired your muscles and veins now, and you have lost all your spiritual energy. You are not suitable to go outside." Qingdi said lightly.

"Master, don't you feel bored by staying on the mountain?" she asked curiously.

"Get used to it." Qingdi said, took out the chessboard, and said: "Since it's boring, sit down and play for the teacher."

"Master, I will lose miserably when playing chess." She said, but she still sat down and sighed: "If the master is still able to compete with the master, as for me, I know that I only lose before I play. It’s worth it, and will lose miserably."

Among the three, her chess skill is the worst, and her elder brother’s chess skill is the best. In the past, her elder brother would occasionally play chess with the master, and occasionally even tied with the master. This shows how difficult her elder brother’s chess skill is. .

After listening to her talk about Yunchen, the Qing emperor dropped a son, and said: "His chess skills were taught by your father, and you can see a trace of your father's style in chess. I believe that in a few years, you can play with your teacher again. Better than being a teacher."

"Hehe, the big brother has always been very good, and his reputation has been very strong when he has been outside these years." Yue'er said with a smile, and sighed a little, and said: "I also thought about it. This trip down the mountain and broke into a famous hall, I did not expect to make myself so miserable."