Chapter 836 Master, Why Don't You Wash Together?

Meng Ziyi's expression changed slightly. He was not molested by Nan Xun, but asked suspiciously, "I remember that you are afraid of water."

Nan Xun was startled, and quickly said: "Yes, yes, it's because I'm afraid of water, so I've never taken a bath. I don't know what it's like to soak in water. It's hard not to be afraid of water for the time being. Of course, I have to catch it quickly. The opportunity to feel the feeling.”

Nima, accidentally flirting with a beautiful man is so revealing. Fortunately, now that he is attached to the scabbard, he is really not afraid of water.

"Master, you have to remember." Nan Xun muttered.

"Let's talk about it." Mencius Yi said, and exposed the matter.

His hand loosened, and then he regained his grip on the handle of the knife.

The palms are a little sweaty. It seems to be holding the knife for a long time.

Seeing that he had no doubts, Nan Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Madam Zeng: "My master has cured the ghost face sore on Master Zeng's body. most."

Meng Ziyi listened to her making the decision to stay overnight, but he pursed his lips and did not stop him.

When Mrs. Zeng heard this, she was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "This is natural. But my master's facial sore, oh no, is the ghost sore really cured?"

Meng Ziyi hummed.

"Master, how... how do you wash this black water? If you touch it, it won't rot, right?" Master Zeng asked cautiously.

"You can just wash it off with clean water, it's just a little stench and won't hurt anyone."

With these words, a few people in the room assured people to clean up. The two old ladies cleaned the black water on Master Zeng's back, and the two maids cleaned the black water that had flowed to the ground. People light incense in the house.

After the black water on Master Zeng's back was cleaned, several people found that the hideous sores on his back had disappeared, and the skin on his back was as smooth and white as new.

Master Zeng groaned, and Madam Zeng hurriedly helped him up, crying with joy, "Master, it's alright, it's alright. Your illness has been cured by the master!"

Master Zeng, who was helped up, was sweating profusely and his face was pale, as if he had just come back from the gate of hell. The sore on his face almost cost him half his life.

After a while, his face was still a little sick, but his eyes were bright.

After Master Zeng exhaled, he felt relieved. Those ghosts were gone, they were really gone, he rubbed his back a few times, and was so excited that he wanted to cry.

"Many thanks to this master for saving his life." Master Zeng saluted Mencius Yi.

Behind him, Mrs. Zeng and her two sons and one daughter followed in a big ceremony.

"No need to thank you." Meng Ziyi showed no expression, "Master Zeng, it's getting late, you go to rest first. I have something to ask you tomorrow."

"Okay." Master Zeng said again and again, with a respectful attitude.

That night, Mencius Yi rested at Zeng's house.

It can be seen that this room is used by Mr. Zeng outside the house to entertain distinguished guests. The furnishings in the room are exquisite, as well as the landscape paintings hanging on the wall. It is very valuable at first glance. The big bed in the room is the best in Nanxun. like.

"Master, it's not bad here, you can have a good night's rest today." Nan Xun said happily.

"It's no different to me." Meng Ziyi's face was pale.

Not long after Meng Ziyi sat down, a wave of servants came in carrying the tub and towels, etc. The two maids who entered the room and waited for the bath should be carefully selected by Mrs. Zeng and looked good.

Nan Xun pouted, what kind of eyes does Mrs. Zeng look like? Grandmaster looks like a half-immortal with few desires, how can she be close to a woman. Even if they are close to women, these two maids are not as good-looking as the master.

But this Mrs. Zeng was sincere, she didn't put two ugly monsters in because the master was blind.

A strong man put a bathtub, another strong man opened the screen and stood up, and a woman threw a basket of petals into the bathtub.

Nan Xun was happy when he saw the petals. The master took a bath with the petals. This scene was quite beautiful.

After doing this, the two strong men and the old woman withdrew, leaving behind two beautiful maids.

"The slaves help the master to undress." One of the maids whispered softly.

Meng Ziyi's brows were tightly knitted, "I don't need you here, you all step back."

The two maids looked at each other, didn't say much, and left with interest.

As soon as the person left, Nan Xun began to tease someone, "Master, these two little girls are very good-looking, why don't you stay? Of course, they don't look as good as me, so just leave me alone."

Meng Ziyi was a little annoyed when he heard the first half of the sentence, but after listening, his frown loosened.

"Master, can you smell it? There are petals sprinkled in this bathtub. It's really fragrant."

Meng Ziyi did not take off his clothes, but pulled out the Demon Slayer Sword and put it aside. He held the upper end of the scabbard and put the lower body of the scabbard into the bathtub.

Nan Xun chuckled: "Master can just throw me in and I won't drown."

Hearing this, Meng Ziyi hesitated for a moment, but the next second he threw the scabbard into the water with a thud.

Nan Xun: How rude.

The scabbard stood upright and circled happily in the water.

"Master, please help me rub my body, I always feel that my body is not clean."

Meng Ziyi ignored her.

Nan Xun whispered: "It must be that the master held the scabbard for too long before, and the sweat and dirty mud on your hands seeped into the scabbard."

Mencius:  …

"Every time I finish using the Demon Slayer Sword, I wipe it down again." Mencius said.

Nan Xun complained: "Master, you are biased, you often wipe your demon slayer knife, but there is no scabbard! You have washed it once I have attached myself to the scabbard, or only the mud at the bottom. Master, the scabbard Although you can't kill the demon, it's also very useful, you can't favor one over the other."

Meng Ziyi pursed his lips, "I wipe the Demon Slayer Sword because it is often stained with blood."

Nanxun: "I wear it to protect it from the wind and rain. It is exposed to the wind and the sun, and it often falls ashes."

Mencius pk Nanxun, Nanxun wins.

Mencius threw the towel into the tub, and said, "Wash it yourself."

The scabbard snorted and rubbed himself against the towel.

Rubbing against each other, Nan Xun suddenly asked, "Master, won't you wash together?"

"...wait for you to finish washing."

"Then I'll hurry up so that the water won't get cold later."

Seeing that she didn't say anything about taking a bath together, Meng Ziyi was inexplicably relieved.

"Master, I've washed it, but I can't get up, can you pick me up?"

Meng Ziyi's brows twitched, and he scooped his arm out of the tub, only to accidentally touch it... it shouldn't be touched.

Nan Xun held back and didn't cry, but Meng Ziyi was a little embarrassed, and his earlobes also unknowingly climbed two smears of red.

He quickly grabbed the waist of the scabbard, fished out the wet scabbard, and threw it on the bed, as if he had lost a hot potato, and then threw the dry cloth over her to cover her tightly. All actions are done in one go.

Nan Xun laughed in his heart, so cute!

Soon, Nan Xun's eyes turned black, and she was stuffed into the quilt again.

Don't you underestimate her? Although she's a little tired, if she rubs out little by little, she can rub her head out.

The daring Nan Xun rubbed out quietly, rubbed a little, and stopped for a while. Make sure that Meng Ziyi doesn't find out, and then continue to rub out.

Finally, one of her head rubbed out from the edge of the quilt.