After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Shen Junlin pretended to wait below for a long time, because the back hall of Xueyingzhai was guarded and not open to the public, so he could not break in.

The attendant trained by Qianji Pavilion had a very good attitude. Even though Shen Junlin didn't buy anything, he served tea and snacks with a smile.

After a while, two figures appeared at the attic window. From Shen Junlin's perspective, the two were chatting happily.

One of them is a white-haired woman with a beautiful face, Shengxue, who is the master he has not seen for a few days.

The other one is a handsome man with elegant and luxurious clothes and a charming look on his face.

Shen Junlin's right hand clenched involuntarily, and the fragments of the teacup cut the palm of his hand to bleed.

"Fellow Taoist, will you go down to the back hall and give me some medicine?"

The attendant came over at the right time, said apologetically, and called the servant to clean up the mess.

When the medicine was being applied, a man and a woman walked down from the attic side by side. Their voices were familiar and they looked like they were old acquaintances.

Shen Junlin felt a sense of sourness in his heart. Before he finished taking the medicine, he stood up and followed him.

Xie Qingjun and Shen Yuexin separated at the entrance of Xueyingzhai. She walked straight to the street, and he turned around and entered the Xiaofeng Hall next to it.

Shen Junlin followed her around and watched her enter a low-key but grand inn.

In the evening, Xie Qingyun asked for hot water to take a bath.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the woman's close-fitting plain clothes seemed to be nothing after being soaked in the water. Her arms resting on the edge of the tub were white and translucent, and her cold snowy hair fell from behind.

There was brilliance all over her body, but it was covered by mist, and her face became hazy and hard to see clearly.

Seeing the erotic scene in the bathroom, Shen Junlin's brain was buzzing and his heart was beating like it was about to burst out of his chest.

He didn't mean to enter uninvited, but the door was ajar, and the jealousy aroused in Xueyingzhai made him want to come in and find out.

He regretted it when he came in. Master wouldn't treat him as a disciple, would he?

He hurriedly retreated out, his brain was burned into a daze, and he accidentally bumped into the cabinet entering the door.

"Who is where?"

The woman's cold voice made his heart stop.

Before Shen Junlin had time to exit, the woman walked away and appeared behind her wrapped in a moon-white bathrobe, with her snowy hair draped wetly on her shoulders.

"Lin'er?"

The frosty voice was mixed with the heat from the bath, giving it a hint of hoarseness and lingering.

Shen Junlin's heart skipped a beat and he turned around stiffly.

"Teacher, Master..."

Ruyu's face turned red, and he stammered in explanation, "My disciple didn't mean it..."

He lowered his eyes and saw the soft pink jade feet. He hurriedly looked away, but his movements were too intense and his lower back hit the corner of the table.

"Well……"

He cried out in pain.

The woman glanced at him, then turned around and walked inside calmly.

"Okay, come in. Why do you want me to be my teacher?"

When Shen Junlin came to his senses, the woman was fully dressed, sitting cross-legged at the tea table, making tea with graceful movements.

"I……"

Shen Junlin walked over nervously with his head lowered, as if his eyes were burning just by looking at him.

He drank the tea he was handed and felt a little calmer.

"I haven't seen Master for a few days, so I was a little worried. I saw a figure who looked like Master on the road, so I chased after him. Unexpectedly..."

"Don't blame yourself too much, it was an unintentional mistake on your part."

Xie Qingyun said in a calm tone of relief, and then gave a few words of encouragement.

Seeing that it was getting late, she took the initiative to stay with Shen Junlin for dinner.

"Lin'er is nineteen years old, right?"

Putting a piece of Longjing shrimp into Shen Junlin's bowl, she asked casually.

"Yes, Master. The God Sacrifice Ceremony will be next summer, and I will be an adult this winter."

Shen Junlin didn't know where he was going, his ears were red.

Xie Qingyun asked again:

"How do you get along with Yueshu Diji?"

The silver eyes are stained with an imperceptible sadness, and the more you read the dozen or so words, the more bitter you can recall them.

Shen Junlin noticed something and immediately plucked up the courage to retort loudly:

"Master, I have nothing to do with Yueshu Diji!"

He stepped up his explanation, "I don't like anyone!"

That’s what I want!

Xie Qingyun's eyes flashed, his tolerant and loving smile was slightly forced, and he subconsciously clenched the chopsticks with his right hand.

"This is good. Serious cultivation is the way to go."

Shen Junlin shouted:

"Master!"

"Go back," Xie Qingyun interrupted, "it's getting late."

"Yes, Master."

Shen Junlin reluctantly resigned.

When she was the only one left in the room, Xie Qingyun waved her hand and took out a bottle of wine, and drank it little by little while facing the moon outside the window.

The smoke in her silver eyes dimmed, the sparse shadows in the wine glass slanted horizontally, the foggy pink hibiscus under the window swayed in the wind, and the smile on her mouth was broken and sad.

Shen Junlin hid in the dark, watching the lonely master being tortured because of his worries.

He clearly didn't drink, but he could taste the same bitterness in her mouth.

He wanted to hold her in his arms, gently brush away the tears from her eyes, and tell her, "My heart is the same."

But he can't. The master has worked so hard for him over the years, and even moved out of the house to take care of his reputation. Knowing what he thinks, he will definitely be angry.

No matter it is sunny or sunny, the love between master and disciple is not allowed in the world.

How to do?

How exactly?

Shen Junlin clenched his fists, his heart aching uncomfortably.

He turned around gloomily and disappeared into the night.

The next moment, Xie Qingyun returned to normal. After pouring the smell of alcohol on himself, he rushed to the next theater.

The cutest little Tiandao in the world:

[Acting in two scenes with one make-up, six! 】

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In Wangyue Pavilion, Lou Xingzhou had already prepared dinner.

As the night grew darker, he walked on the porch and looked at the deserted yard, feeling increasingly restless.

There was a fluctuation in the space, and a moon-white figure suddenly appeared. Her steps were staggering, her clothes were slightly messy, and something was obviously wrong.

Lou Xingzhou strode forward to greet him, stretched out his hands to pull him into his arms, and the strong smell of alcohol hit his face, making him frown.

"Master, why do you drink so much wine?"

The loose collar faintly reveals the delicate collarbone. The woman's red eyes are both affectionate and blurred, and the red lips are smiling, making her more cool and romantic.

"Master, come into the house with me."

Lou Xingzhou stretched out his hand to close her collar, but the woman grabbed her neck and kissed her forcefully. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and wanted to bring her into the house.

His love and care for her made him put her health first.

"Master, it's cold outside. Can I boil some water for you to take a bath first?"

He persuaded her in a good voice, and his voice became hoarse due to her enthusiasm.

The woman seemed not to have heard anything, and murmured "Ayun" affectionately, holding his face and kissing him till tears fell.

When he refused, his affectionate eyes burst out with a fierce and bloodthirsty light, and his thin and white jade hands strangled his neck tightly, questioning in a low voice:

"Ayun, why don't you love me? How am I inferior to her? Tell me!"