famous poison doctor

Chapter 255 Qin Xiao Ensemble
Feng Wuyou stood there in white clothes, smiling brightly at her. Originally, he had always been calm and composed, even a little repulsed by others, but at this time Fang Qingluo smiled very sincerely, as if he had already Knowing that she was coming, it seemed that she had been waiting for her for a long time.

Fang Qingluo hesitated for a moment, then strode over, or would she turn around and run?
When she got closer, she noticed that Feng Wuyou was actually holding a Xiao in his hand, which is rare, isn't Feng Wuyou Aiqin Ruming?

Zhide came out of the house, and when he saw Fang Qingluo, he said with a bitter face: "My boy, why did you come back? Look at this piano idiot who said he wanted to play with you, and then came here every day and said he wanted to play with you." Waiting for you is simply forgiving me to clean up my cultivation, preventing me from being able to achieve a positive result."

Fang Qingluo was stunned, Feng Wuyou came to Zhide's place every day to wait for her?Will it be too persistent?She'd better find a chance to explain it to him.

Feng Wuyou smiled lightly, but it made people feel like a spring breeze. Fang Qingluo had to admit that Feng Wuyou grew up really well, and even his temperament was detached.

"Qing Luo, your song "Swordsman" is really haunting and dreamlike. I studied the score and think that playing with qin and flute is more artistic. I happen to know some Xiao skills, and others can't play your song So I just wanted to play a piece with you, so as to see how exquisite this qin and flute ensemble is."

"Look, look, is Qin crazy? I'm bored to death! Disciple, you hurry up and let him realize his dream, don't bother me anymore." Zhide complained.

Fang Qingluo wanted to refuse, but Zhide said so, it was a bit strange for her not to agree.

"But I didn't bring the piano today." Fang Qingluo made an excuse casually.

"It's okay, I've brought my qin, you can just use my qin." Feng Wuyou said in a gentle voice, now Zhide looked at him in surprise, his qin is his treasure, no one else will touch it , Fang Qingluo is so generous today, this...

Zhide squinted his eyes, he should have thought that Feng Wuyou might not only be obsessed with the song "Swordsman", but also Fang Qingluo.

Fang Qingluo had no choice but to say: "Okay, then Qingluo will show his shame."

Feng Wuyou took out the piano and Fang Qingluo sat cross-legged, while Feng Wuyou stood beside her, raised the flute to his mouth, and nodded to her to indicate that it was ready to start at any time.

When Fang Qingluo touched the strings and played the tune of "Swordsman", the messy thoughts in his mind were unconsciously dropped.Her technique is not subtle, but she can express the most simple emotions in this simplified tune.

A song "A Laugh from the Cang Hai" sounded in her mouth, once again showing a free and unrestrained taste, and the harmony of the hole flute made the song more mellow and the timbre more full.

At the end of the song, even Zhide couldn't help applauding, "No wonder Feng Wuyou is so persistent. It seems to be a really good song. After listening to it once, it's really enlightening."

Fang Qingluo got up from the piano and asked Zhide: "Why did Master suddenly understand?"

"We who are monks have to see through the world of mortals, but people are human after all, and we often can't break through the world of mortals, but get lost in it. I just listened to this song, and I felt a sense of freedom and ease, which made me let go a lot." Zhide said After speaking, he went to meditate and chant scriptures by himself, ignoring Feng Wuyou and Fang Qingluo.

On Feng Wuyou's face, there was a look of intoxication, which could not dissipate for a long time.Fang Qingluo pointed to the distance, and said in a low voice: "Let's go over there to talk, don't disturb Master's meditation."

Feng Wuyou nodded, and followed Fang Qingluo's pace.

"The piano and flute ensemble is really exquisite. If you often play with Qing Luo in the future, it will be a great joy in life." Feng Wuyou said boldly.

Fang Qingluo's face darkened, and she knew that something was wrong. She shook her head and said, "Our ensemble is not as good as what I heard back then. We are not like-minded people."

Feng Wuyou seemed to have been hit on the head with a stick, and woke him up from the honey pot. He looked at Fang Qingluo in frustration. He was delusional. He was not worthy of a strange woman like her. .

"You helped me that day. I should be grateful to you, but gratitude is not a feeling. We just met by chance before. It is not fate, let alone relationship, and it is not suitable. I regard you as a teacher or as a friend. , so I don’t want to see you get stuck in this and hurt yourself in the end.” Fang Qingluo said, it’s not that she doesn’t like Feng Wuyou, who would not like such a handsome man like a banished fairy?But affection is not love, she can't be attracted by Feng Wuyou, or she doesn't like weak men, just like she had affection for number one master Xia Lie in her previous life, she likes men who are stronger than herself in her bones.

In other words, she doesn't like scholars, for example, literati like Luo Changqing and Lu Zhengxuan are not her type.Although Feng Wuyou is a musician, but gentle and refined, he is more like a scholar.

Feng Wuyou was stunned for a long time, his face slowly revealed a look of sadness, and after a while he said: "I understand, it was my wishful thinking."

Fang Qingluo shook his head, "Don't think that I rejected you because of your status. Even if you are a musician, there are many women in the academy who are obsessed with you, but the relationship is really hard to figure out, so I can only say sorry."

Feng Wuyou seemed to be muttering to himself: "Those women just admire my appearance, if I ruin this face, it's fine if they don't feel disgusted when they see me."

"There are always sincere people, so don't belittle yourself." Fang Qingluo comforted him.

Feng Wuyou shook his head, "You don't need to comfort me anymore, no amount of infatuation can compare to the love of your sweetheart, so what do others have to do with me?"

"Maybe you are just curious about me, you just think you have never seen a woman like me, and you will wake up after a long time." Fang Qingluo thought for a while and then said: "How about this, let's make a bet and see if it's like this." As you said, your face is ruined, will anyone continue to admire you."

Feng Wuyou raised his head and looked at Fang Qingluo, "What should I do? I don't need this skin."

Fang Qingluo couldn't bear it when he saw that he was giving up on himself, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not talking about real damage, I will help you make fake scars that look like real ones. Parents, you can't just destroy them at will."

Only then did Feng Wuyou show surprise, "Won't someone see through it?"

"Try it and you'll know." Fang Qingluo laughed, "Wait a minute, I'll go to my master to find some materials."

After Fang Qingluo finished speaking, he left quickly. When he came back, he took a lot of bottles and jars and fiddled with them, "Let me tell you, this matter must not be revealed, otherwise you and I will be in big trouble."

Feng Wuyou nodded, "I will keep my mouth shut."

Fang Qingluo asked him to sit down and began to play with his face. Feng Wuyou felt his face was itchy and tense. He didn't know what Fang Qingluo did until Fang Qingluo finished playing with it. He was startled when a basin of clear water was given to him to reflect his shadow.

Two long, ugly scars appeared on his face, one from the left forehead to the right chin, and then another from the right forehead to the left chin, and the two scars met on his nose, destroying his nose The original shape seems to have been smashed down.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched the scar, the scar was really well done, as if it was new.

Hiss, he took a deep breath, how could it still hurt to touch it?
"In order to increase the sense of reality, I used some medicine, and the scar will feel a little tingling when pressed, but don't worry, there will be no side effects." Seeing him like this, Fang Qingluo explained with a smile.

"It's really scary to see me like this now, I'm afraid a child will cry when they see me." Feng Wuyou laughed, pulling the scar on his face, there was slight pain, and his appearance became even more terrifying.

"Don't laugh like that when you turn around, it will scare people to death." Fang Qingluo couldn't help reminding him.

"Oh, good." Feng Wuyou was still a little confused, how did Fang Qingluo do it?

"You let the wind go back today, saying that you were disfigured by gangsters on the way home from Anyuan Temple. I'm afraid there is no hope of recovery." Fang Qingluo said, "But maybe because of this, no one will invite you to play the piano."

Feng Wuyou said disapprovingly: "This is just right, lest I always be forced to please others, and it's not bad to be ugly all my life like this."

"That's not okay. These things can only be guaranteed for three months. You won't be exposed after washing your face in the rain, but it will fall off automatically after three months. Don't even think about asking me to make it for you again after three months. Long-term use has serious side effects, unless you really want to be poisoned by it. When the time is almost up, let the wind say that my master has healed the injury for you, and there is no scar left." Fang Qingluo said again.

Feng Wuyou nodded, "Okay, I will do as you said."

"If you meet someone who doesn't care that you are ugly but still likes you, you should cherish it." Fang Qingluo reminded with a smile.

Feng Wuyou smiled wryly, the person he wanted to cherish made him cherish others, isn't that ironic enough?
The next day, Feng Wuyou released the news, saying that he was attacked by someone and thanked the guests behind closed doors. Within a few days, someone invited him to play, and some people didn't believe that they came to the door in person, but were scared by the scar on his face. I can't even say it.Some well-meaning people recommended famous doctors to treat Feng Wuyou, but the doctor shook his head after seeing Feng Wuyou's scars, and said, "Forgive me for my incompetence, it is impossible for this wound not to leave scars."

Soon, Feng Wuyou admired Fang Qingluo even more. He found that the scars on his face would change color with time. The original blood color seemed to flow out of it, but after a long time, it slowly turned into a scar. Scabbed dark brown.

The ladies of Tian'an Academy who have never left Beijing also heard the news, and they were all very sorry, and they often scolded the "bad guys" who hurt Feng Wuyou, and since it was inconvenient for them to come to the door, they sneaked into the servants and beat them. In the name of Mr. Visiting, I went to send some medicinal materials and supplements, but when the servants came back and told about Feng Wuyou's situation, those women's faces paled when they heard it, and their hearts almost broke.

Some things are one thing for others, but another thing for yourself when you see them. Until the end of the summer vacation, when all the ladies returned to Tianan Academy, when they really saw the two ugly scars on Feng Wuyou's face, many people never Heartbreak turned into disappointment, and he didn't even want to look at Feng Wuyou again.

(End of this chapter)