His Secret
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Ban's legs were twisted into a knot and he was sitting on the bed with cold sweat on his forehead.
It is said that this is called "sitting on the lotus position", the most beautiful posture for meditation, and it is also helpful for disciples with restless minds to quickly enter a state of concentration.
She didn't see what kind of beauty it was, and she had no idea what entering a state of meditation was.
She only knew that her legs hurt so much and her bones were about to break.
Unable to bear it any longer, she struggled to open her eyes a c***k, and immediately heard the lazy voice of the second senior brother: "Concentrate your mind and enter a state of meditation. Don't open your eyes."
Ban was about to cry.
This second brother was even scarier than the eldest brother. He kept sitting opposite her and staring at her, not even the slightest twist of his eyebrows could keep him from getting hurt.
"Second Brother... I, I can't stand it anymore, my legs hurt so much..." Her voice was shaking. She felt that if he didn't let her put herself back to a normal position, her legs would no longer be usable.
His voice sounded particularly gentle and loving: "It's always like this at the beginning, you get better after doing it more often."
"But... it will really break... this posture, this won't work..." She continued to tremble and tremble.
He closed his eyes and half leaned on the chair, not moving at all, and said softly, "Be good, just bear with it for a while."
Suddenly, a loud roar came from outside the window: "What are you doing... in broad daylight?!"
Then the window was kicked open, raising a cloud of dust. Ban was startled and nearly fell off the bed. He looked up and saw a girl in a white dress standing outside the window, staring at the room with wide eyes in disbelief, with an inexplicable blush on her face.
Feng Yi lay half-lying on the chair calmly, without moving his eyelids, and said calmly: "Can't you see what we are doing yourself?"
The girl looked suspiciously between Ban and Feng Yi, until she saw Ban's legs twisted into a knot, then she smiled with relief: "What? So you were meditating. Senior-master Feng Yi was just being mysterious, making me think..."
"Why?" He asked casually, causing the girl to blush.
Ban looked at this and that in bewilderment. She hadn't figured out what was going on. Suddenly, she saw the girl's beautiful eyes looking at her from head to toe, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"It's you, the fairy sister from yesterday!" Ban's eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't this the fairy lady who raised monsters that he met in the forbidden area?
The girl in white was stunned for a moment: "You...we met yesterday?"
"In the forbidden area, don't you remember?" Ban was very excited, probably because she didn't have to sit cross-legged in meditation. She stretched out her legs secretly, feeling extremely comfortable.
The girl suddenly realized, and looked Ban up and down again with some surprise, muttering: "Oh, right, the person that the master mentioned this morning is you..."
Ban was immediately embarrassed, but she suddenly bowed respectfully to him and Feng Yi: "Man Qing greets Uncle Feng Yi, Uncle Ban."
Ban went from feeling embarrassed to feeling flattered.
Feng Yi looked a little impatient and asked, "Are you here to see my senior brother again?"
Man Qing blushed, "Yes, yes. Isn't Master Feng Di here? I just went to his room and knocked on the door, but no one answered."
Feng Yi nodded: "No wonder, that's why you came over to eavesdrop on our room and even kicked a window. With someone like you coming to see him every day, he naturally won't stay in Zhiyanzhai."
Man Qing touched his nose awkwardly and said with an apologetic smile: "Well... since he is not here, I will leave... I am sorry to disturb the two uncles' meditation... Goodbye."
She left as soon as she said she would, and jumped out of the window again, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Ban stared at the crumbling window on the wall and murmured, "Could it be that the fairy sister likes the senior brother?"
Feng Yi said lazily, "Who knows. If you really like him, you might as well cater to his preferences instead of pestering him all day. Senior Brother always admires people who work seriously. If you like someone but don't understand him at all, it's better not to like him like that."
Ban was silent for a while, then asked cautiously: "Um... Second Brother, aren't there immortals here? Can immortals... do this?" She remembered that her father once said that immortals do not have seven emotions and six desires, and once they have any thoughts and want to go to the mortal world, they will be punished. How come it has become a very normal thing here?
Feng Yi glanced at her and said, "Why not? The universe is divided into Qiankun and Yin and Yang. The union of Yin and Yang is in accordance with the way of heaven and earth."
Is, is that so?
"Ban." His voice became particularly gentle again. Ban felt creepy when he heard this tone now. He looked up at him helplessly and desperately.
"Why are your legs straightened? Looks like Second Senior Brother needs to teach you how to meditate from the beginning."
Fengyi stood up and walked over slowly, smiled at her, raised her hand and twisted her legs into the previous twisted shape.
Ban screamed miserably immediately.
"If I don't meditate properly, I won't have any food to eat today." He said this and lay back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest.
Ban fell back to the brink of collapse and endurance, with layers of cold sweat on his forehead.
I don’t know how long it took, but the room became very quiet, with only the window that was kicked broken by Manqing squeaking in the warm wind.
Ban's head moved slowly, wavering between sleep and sleep, unable to extricate himself.
A group of phoenixes fluttered up in the bamboo forest, and she was slightly startled and woke up.
The sunlight shines through the bamboo forest, scattering in patches in front of the window. A man is half-lying on a bench under the window, wearing a gorgeous black robe embroidered with bright red clouds, with the sleeves dragging on the ground. He seems to be asleep, with long black hair covering half of his face, revealing a section of thick eyelashes.
This is another painting, Ban thought.
She held her breath, as if afraid of disturbing him, and slowly got down from the bed, bending down to rub her numb toes.
Fengyi seemed to be really asleep. She didn't respond to her movements at all, not even her eyebrows moved.
Ban looked at the sky and estimated that it was almost 3 p.m. She summoned up her courage and called out, "Second Senior Brother... Second Senior Brother?"
He still didn't move. Ban put on his shoes, went over and patted his sleeves gently: "Second Brother, it's the afternoon."
Still no response.
Ban suddenly became suspicious and slowly put her hand under his nose - there was no breath, and it was cold! She was so scared that her knees suddenly became uncontrollable and softened.
"Second Brother!" She grabbed his hand, which was as cold as ice and as hard as stone.
Oh my God! He's dead?! It's only been a short time, and he died so hard and cold! Ban stood up and was about to run out, but suddenly she remembered that her master and senior brother were not in Zhiyanzhai. She couldn't find anyone, and she was very anxious.
"Is Junior Brother Fengyi here?" A voice suddenly sounded outside the window. Ban felt guilty even though he was not a thief. He turned around and said anxiously, "It has nothing to do with me! It was not me who did it!"
The person outside the window paused for a moment and said nothing. Ban calmed down and finally found that there was a strange woman standing outside, looking at him with curiosity and concern.
Ban's nose felt sore and he couldn't help crying. He pointed at Feng Yi and said in a trembling voice: "He...he..."
Before he could even utter the word "dead", Feng Yi suddenly whispered, "So noisy. Didn't I tell you to meditate until 3 p.m.?"
He supported himself on the chair and sat up. The band that bound his hair slowly loosened, and his jet-black hair immediately spread over his shoulders. He brushed his hair casually, looking a little impatient.
"Second Brother..." Ban was stunned, "You, you didn't..."
He was clearly not breathing, and had become cold and stiff! How did he suddenly come back to life?
Ban couldn't help but raise his hand to feel his breath again. His fingertips touched his lips. He felt his breath was warm and his touch was soft.
It's alive!
"How long do you want to touch her?" He looked down at her, "I asked you to meditate, what are you doing?"
Ban stared at his handsome and slightly lazy face. His fingertips felt warm, and his breath felt itchy on them.
She couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Second Brother, you are not dead! You are not dead! That's great!" Ban cried with tears and snot, and his image was completely gone.
Feng Yi sighed and looked back at the woman outside the window. She also smiled slightly and looked at Ban curiously. He touched Ban's little head, took out a paper bag from his arms, and waved it in front of her: "Be good, Second Senior Brother is alive and well. Don't cry, come and eat."
Ban snatched the paper bag, still crying: "I thought...I thought you were dead! I was scared to death!"
Feng Yi gently pulled her up from the ground and raised her hand to wipe her tears: "Okay, Second Senior Brother won't die, you were wrong. Don't cry, you won't be cute if you cry anymore."
Ban sniffed and opened the paper bag with a feeling of grievance. Inside was a freshly roasted chicken and two steamed buns. She grabbed the buns and took a bite, mumbling, "You didn't even go out, where did these things come from?"
Feng Yi smiled and rubbed her hair: "Of course it is a fairy method. You won't understand even if I tell you. Okay, stop crying, right? Be good, go play by yourself after you're full, Second Senior Brother has something to do."
Ban walked towards the door, looking back every few steps, still a little scared. The woman at the door said softly, "I think this girl must be the new disciple of Master Mu, right?"
Ban nodded.
The woman smiled slightly: "That's my junior sister, Ban. I'm Bai Ru."
Ban was stunned for a moment, Feng Yi came over and patted her on the shoulder: "Call her Senior Sister, she is the disciple of Senior Uncle Fang Ye. Senior Uncle Fang Ye is our master's senior brother."
Ban obediently called her "Senior Sister", and Bai Ru agreed with a smile, holding her hand, looking her up and down lovingly, and smiled back, "Look at this child crying, she's already in tears. Feng Yi, you are really good at bullying people."
Feng Yi sighed, "How could I bully her... Never mind, what did Senior Sister come to see me about?"
"I'm not looking for you. It's Master Mu who has to go out these few days, so he asked me to bring a message." Bai Ru said with a smile, "Doesn't Master Shanghe of Taoyuan Mountain in Fenglin Prefecture have some personal relationship with Master Mu? He just came to invite Master, Master, and several disciples to visit Taoyuan Mountain. Master has agreed to go on the second day of next month. By the way, let me tell you and Feng Di to make some preparations. Shang Rong from Taoyuan Mountain will definitely come to challenge you again, so you must not embarrass him."
Feng Yi straightened her sleeves and continued to sigh: "It's really troublesome, who wants to fight him!"
Bai Ru laughed a few times: "I have already told Feng Di... Why hasn't he come back yet? He must have lost his way in Qingliang Palace. You should go pick him up quickly."
After saying that, he touched Ban's little head again, exchanged a few warm words with her, and left.
Feng Yi shook her head, slowly stood up and walked towards the door, gently pushing Ban: "I'll go pick up my brother, you go back. By the way..."
He suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Today's matter is a secret. Don't tell anyone, understand? Otherwise, I won't buy food for you next time."
Ban was stunned.
Secret? What did he mean?
She racked her brains but couldn't figure out what the secret was.
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