Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan picked up clean bowls and chopsticks, and then passed them to Chu Huaizhou, sighing sincerely: "It smells so good, Junior Master, please try it."

Chu Huaizhou looked solemn and indifferent, and said in a deliberately distant tone, "Thank you." After taking the porcelain bowl and bamboo chopsticks, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped them carefully.

The pure white silk has a camellia embroidered on the lower left. It is a warm and intoxicating red, different from the white flowers that bloom all year round in the Fuguang Hall.

If you look closely, you can see that the stitching is a bit messy. It seems that the purse embroidered with the word "Yunlan" is not made by the same person as last time.

He was a little curious. Could it be that Junior Master Uncle had a Taoist partner who left a deep impression on him? ! Good at embroidery? !

The desire to ask the question became stronger and stronger. This question was like a cat's soft but barbed tongue, licking his heart.

It's like a small stone thrown into the abyss, causing ripples on the calm water surface and rippling in the heart.

"Junior Master..." Xiao Jingxuan took a sip of the hot soup, staring at the person opposite him without moving, and chanted his name: "Chu Huaizhou..."

"What?" Chu Huaizhou raised his long eyelashes, a flash of shock passed by, and finally returned to silence: "What?"

Xiao Jingxuan smiled with a fake smile, "Master Junior's handkerchief is quite nice. Where did you buy it? I like it and want one too."

It seems that his love for him is real. He cherishes his junior master uncle, so he can't help but cherish everything about him. This is probably what it means to love someone so much that you love everything about him.

I want one, but this is a lie. He is a rough man and has lived a rough life all his life. If the corners of his mouth are dirty, he just pulls up his sleeves to wipe it. If he sweats, he just pulls up his sleeves to wipe it. A handkerchief is of little use to him.

Most importantly, he wanted to know who gave this camellia handkerchief to Junior Master Yu and what its significance was.

Chu Huaizhou took out the thing he had just put into his sleeve and said, "You mean this one? It's not bought from somewhere else. It was bought by my mother... ahem... it was cut from my mother's robe. It's just a piece of cloth."

Sure enough, although the square cloth looks like a handkerchief, it still retains traces of cutting and is not held at the corners with thin threads like a handkerchief.

Xiao Jingxuan said with disappointment: "Is that so? That's really a pity." But in his heart he was secretly delighted: it was mother's love as deep as the sea, not the sentimentality of children.

He had eaten something greasy, and seeing that the wine in his glass was almost finished, he wanted to get a piece of dessert to help him get rid of the greasiness, only to find that most of it was placed in front of Chu Huaizhou.

The young master had tried a piece of almost all the exquisite and unique dim sum, and some he had tried two or three pieces. He thought they must have tasted very good.

He knew that his junior uncle was a picky eater, but he didn't want to be so picky. Apart from the sweet and sour squirrel mandarin fish and the Yuhua tea shrimp with lingering tea aroma, he hardly even touched the other dishes with his chopsticks.

He just sipped the Dian Si Fengquan in the cup leisurely and ate the desserts. There was a subtle satisfaction in his cold and bland face.

"Junior Master, are these dishes not to your taste? You don't seem to be eating them." Xiao Jingxuan reached out and took the last piece of plum cake from the green bamboo plate.

It was in the shape of a small plum blossom, with white glutinous skin wrapped with light pink soft filling. It looked very delicate and delicious, and he ate it in one bite.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but Chu Huaizhou seemed to glare at him?

"It's not that the food is not to my taste, but the sweet and crispy pastries are more to my taste."

Chu Huaizhou blinked his eyes. Perhaps he was full and happy after eating. Even his sick face turned a little redder and he talked a little more.

As expected, in the end, they couldn't finish the dishes. Xiao Jingxuan asked someone to pack them up, and rolled his eyes: "Waiter, do you have any more plum cakes?"

The waiter smiled and said, "This is the best-selling dessert in our shop. It is always ready. Would you like some...?"

Xiao Jingxuan glanced at the people beside him and said, "Then please pack one more."

"Okay!" The waiter went down with a happy smile.

Chu Huaizhou said seriously: "What are you doing? You must not waste food in Biluoyun Peak. Even you, my senior brother, can't eat so much."

"Master?" Xiao Jingxuan tilted his head, and said with a puzzled smile: "Who said I have to pack up and take Master with me?"

"If you don't bring it to him, who else could it be for?" Chu Huaizhou thought carefully. Apart from his senior brother, who else in the sect deserves his careful treatment?

"It's you." Xiao Jingxuan seemed to be one step closer to him, his expression serious and focused: "Laomei Cake, I want to buy it for Junior Master Uncle."

His moist eyes revealed a particularly warm light, like a sacred and quiet lake, mysterious, lively and passionate.

Chu Huaizhou's heart and eyelashes trembled, as if they were soaked by the water of the Dead Sea, sinking and falling into tenderness.

It was as if he had seen a grand fireworks display in his mind, crackling and exploding in his ears, and he could also hear him speak softly.

"I just ate the last piece of plum cake, and I saw that Junior Master was a little angry, so I'm giving you a new box as compensation."

Chu Huaizhou's ears were red, and he felt his cheeks were also a little hot. He glared at him angrily and stammered in defense: "When did you see me angry?"

Xiao Jingxuan smiled accommodatingly, took his hand, and placed the exquisite wooden box in his hand, "I didn't see it, my nephew is short-sighted."

After they had packed up, they both said they were a little full, so they walked to the foot of the mountain and were about to use their light skills to return to the top of the mountain.

A yellow bird with golden light landed on Xiao Jingxuan's shoulder. It was the sound transmission technique of Immortal Yun Huai. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the top of the bird's head with his fingertips.

"How is it? What did Senior Brother say?" Chu Huaizhou saw him suddenly open his eyes and asked in a light tone, "Did Elder Yu Huai capture him?"

Xiao Jingxuan opened his eyes suddenly, full of joy and excitement, "Master said that we should not go back to the mountain for the time being, but wait until Elder Yu Huai's trial is over before going back."

"Well, this may not be a bad thing." Chu Huaizhou walked leisurely towards the inn in the town.

Cang Qing's back looked desolate and lonely. Suddenly, a figure in purple clothes caught up with him, lagging behind by half a step, following him slowly.

Before Yu Huai became an elder, Chu Huaizhou was already an immortal at the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak, and the two worked together for some time.

Although their friendship was not deep, they had some interactions. Now he had exposed his past and exposed his most embarrassing days, and he would send him to the guillotine without hesitation.

He has completely offended the disciples in Elder Yu Huai's Hall, and they may resent him.

If we rush back now, it will seem like we are seeking credit, and the conflict will only worsen.

The best way is for Immortal Yun Huai to come forward and assist Pavilion Master Yu Changfeng to resolve this matter. They dared to touch Chu Huaizhou secretly, but did not dare to give Yun Huai any instructions.

The two of them rented two rooms, separated only by a wall. When Chu Huaizhou returned to the room, the day was already over. He wanted to change the medicine before going to bed.

Perhaps it was because he ate too much, or perhaps it was because he was tired from running around for several days, but he soon felt sleepy. He blinked sleepily, lay down on the bed with his clothes on, and fell asleep in a moment.

I fell asleep in a daze, dreaming of many inexplicable and messy things——

Blood was gushing out of Xiao Jingxuan's eyes, and his body was covered with blood holes as big as fists. There was a faint black and purple mark on the bones of his neck beside his ear.

Chu Huaizhou was trying hard to see clearly what the word was when he seemed to hear someone calling him. The voice was light, anxious, sharp and strange.