Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chapter 135 Before New Year’s Eve

At this moment, Chu Huaizhou suddenly felt that he had gone too far and was like an unforgivable evildoer.

Xiao Jingxuan's answer did surprise him. He thought that this Qin Xin Zui was a gift to him as a token of his love for him.

Seeing him turning around and about to open the door to go out, Chu Huaizhou couldn't bear it and hurriedly grabbed his wrist.

"Since you've already done it, it's useless to make amends. Remember, this won't happen again."

He spoke softly, took out a purse from his wide sleeves, took out most of the silver and stuffed it into his hand.

"Give it to him and consider it as buying his jar of wine."

Xiao Jingxuan weighed the white silver in his hand and lowered his eyelids, "Junior Master, this is too much."

"These can at least cover our monthly salary for nearly two months."

"I know." Chu Huaizhou said as he took the Qin Xin Zui from his hand, "The extra will be used as compensation."

Xiao Jingxuan noticed his little action and couldn't help but smiled dotingly, "Okay."

He discovered that he, his junior uncle, had no resistance to the food or drinks he liked.

When he pushed open the door, Ye Cijing had already left with a droopy back, having failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice.

Xiao Jingxuan looked at the silver in his hand, took out a small amount, put it into his sleeve, and then chased after him.

"Wait a minute! Ye Cijing!"

"What are you doing?" Seeing him waving his fist at me, I stepped back in fear. "You stole my wine, and you want to beat me up?"

He rolled his eyes speechlessly, marveling at Ye Cijing's imagination, "I have nothing to do?"

Xiao Jingxuan stretched out his fist in front of him, and suddenly spread out his five fingers as if showing off a rare treasure.

If you don’t know, you might think his palms are some strange things used by snakes, insects, rats, ants, or spiders to scare people.

At least that’s what Ye Cijing thought, and he carefully observed his expression, “What is it?”

Xiao Jingxuan lost all his patience and slapped the silver directly on his chest.

"I bought your Qin Xin Zui for a high price of one month's salary. The extra money will be used as compensation."

But what I was thinking in my heart was, you are lucky today to have met my junior uncle-master and made a lot of money, so just be happy.

Seeing Ye Cijing's raised eyebrows, he obviously didn't believe it, "Really? You'll pay me for my things?"

But when I looked down carefully, I saw that it was indeed pure silver.

Ye Cijing was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He quickly took it with both hands and said, "Oh my god, Senior Brother Jingxuan, did you make a fortune?"

"Do you want it?" Xiao Jingxuan glared at him coldly, and suddenly reached out to grab his purse.

"If you don't want it, give it back to me." He muttered quietly, "I don't want to give you any of Junior Master's money."

Ye Cijing protected his purse with a giggle and glanced towards the room meaningfully.

"Hehe, other people have beautiful girls in their golden houses, but our Senior Brother Jingxuan has a beautiful girl who is both sensible and rich."

Xiao Jingxuan was afraid that he would see something, and was so flustered that he couldn't even speak straight, "Get lost...get lost...get lost."

Ye Cijing ran away in a flash.

Xiao Jingxuan couldn't suppress the smile on his face, as if he was feeling proud that his beloved baby had been discovered by someone else.

That night, Xiao Jingxuan was drunk, sticky, and rolling around, acting like a spoiled child.

After all, he failed to retain Chu Huaizhou, who had drunk half a jar of refreshing wine but was still refreshed.

After Chu Huaizhou wrapped him in a quilt, he went straight back to Fuguang Hall, lay on the bed with his clothes on and meditated.

Fortunately, I came back tonight. If I had really stayed in the Mengxian Coffin, I don’t know what I would be facing now.

With the sound of firecrackers a year old, the spring breeze sent warmth to Tusu.

The New Year’s Eve that everyone has been looking forward to has finally arrived.

The top of the Biluoyun Mountain seemed a little deserted, as most of the disciples had gone home.

According to the rules, each disciple had to stay beside their respective masters. Xiao Jingxuan was tripped, and no one was allowed to enter the Fuguang Hall.

There is a stone bench under the camellia tree where you can lie down, but unfortunately it has rained and snowed for the past few days, and a lot of ice and snow have accumulated.

Seeing that the scenery was nice, Xiao Jingxuan took some time to clean up and cut open the two soft-skin ferret cloaks he had just obtained to keep warm.

She sewed and patched them up again and made two small blankets, one of which could be used as a blanket on the stone chair.

At this moment, Chu Huaizhou was curled up on it leisurely and bored, thinking about what to eat alone at noon today.

Because today is New Year's Eve, Shuweitang is closed and we have to take care of all three meals a day by ourselves.

Of course, other immortals don’t need to do this. They have many disciples, and they might be gathered together at this moment, making dumplings in a lively manner.

At this moment, he was wearing a sable fur coat, sitting in the lonely snowy wind, and his light blue robe was quickly soaked by the increasingly rapidly falling snow.

Alone and all alone.

I don’t know what Xiao Jingxuan is doing at this moment. Maybe he is making dumplings with his senior brother?

Or maybe it was with fellow disciples, writing couplets together and pasting festive red window paper-cuts.

Chu Huaizhou shook his head and sat there thinking hard for the whole morning, but still couldn't decide what to eat for lunch.

Because my thoughts are always floating, dancing and flying towards Xiao Jingxuan.

Chu Huaizhou patted his face gently and closed his eyes which were dazzled by the vast expanse of white.

He muttered to himself, "Forget it. I'm alone anyway. I might as well make a bowl of porridge to make do."

He stood up, folded the mink fur, put it on the stone chair, stretched, and was just about to go into the house.

Xiao Jingxuan's voice could be heard from a long distance away. Even though he was already twenty years old, his personality was still like that of a child.

From his voice, one could tell that he couldn't hide his joy and excitement, "Little Master!"

Chu Huaizhou subconsciously looked towards the winding road, then immediately shook his head in denial.

"Are you hallucinating? How could Xiao Jingxuan be here at this time?"

"It seems that I have been in the snow for too long, and my ears are frozen and don't work well anymore."

He lowered his head and murmured in a self-deprecating voice: "As Senior Brother's chief disciple, Xiao Jingxuan will definitely take the lead in preparing a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner."

He slightly narrowed his gaze, revealing a little envy and jealousy, "How come you have time to come here?"

Chu Huaizhou looked melancholy but determined. He turned and went into the house. Just as he was about to close the door, another sound was heard.

"Master Junior! Are you in the temple?"

Chu Huaizhou heard the voice and looked up. At the intersection that seemed to have no end, he actually saw the tall figure of Xiao Jingxuan.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Xiao Jingxuan looked at his junior master uncle with eager eyes, as if he was waiting for him for a long time. He was deeply moved, and felt warm and soft in his heart.

In reality, Chu Huaizhou narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the person waving in the white snow.

My heart skipped a beat and I rubbed my eyes, thinking: 'Oh no, am I hallucinating?'

The "illusion" Xiao Jingxuan was holding something in his arms and ran two steps quickly.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he slowed down his pace and moved forward slowly and cautiously.

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