Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

When mentioning the Immortal Master Wensi, Qiu Jin restrained her usual cynical attitude and returned to her serious tone.

"Wensi Immortal Venerable is indeed an admirable senior."

Lin Wenyu changed her tone and said jokingly, "How about it? It's not a loss to take me as your apprentice, right?"

Qiu Jin was stunned, and laughed: "Yes, yes, yes. It was effortless for me to stand shoulder to shoulder with Immortal Master Wensi."

She was worried about whether Lin Wenyu would be sad, but now it seems that her worries were in vain.

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After a busy day, Master Yayin finally returned to Lingyun Peak.

Yayin had just returned to Wenxiao Palace and lit up the luminous stone.

The door of his temple was pushed open with great force.

Under Yayin's astonished gaze, Zhu Ping'an was holding a few storybooks in his hands and had a dangerous aura about him.

“Senior Sister…?” Yayin asked hesitantly.

He remembered that he should not have offended Zhu Pingan...

Zhu Pingan walked up to him and slammed the notebook in his hand on the table: "Master asked me to study with you."

Although Zhu Ping'an said this without any emotion on his face, Yayin could sense some resentment in his expression for no reason.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an say this, Yayin shifted his gaze to the cover of the book.

After seeing the title of the book on the cover, Yayin's mouth twitched.

“Learn this...?” Yayin began to doubt his life.

Is a book with a title like "Little Goblin, Don't Run Away" really something worth reading?

"Yes." Zhu Ping'an coldly shattered Yayin's last bit of hope.

Yayin tried to struggle again: "Really..."

Zhu Pingan added: "I also need to write a review after reading it."

Afraid that Yayin didn’t understand what “book notes” were, Zhu Pingan kindly explained the meaning to Yayin.

Yayin looked at the title of the book and fell silent.

I'm sorry, but I really can't see why there is any value in writing a review about this kind of book.

He began to think of an excuse to get out of this matter.

Zhu Pingan continued to finish off the enemy: "Master asked for it. It must be handed in before tomorrow morning."

Crow Hidden: ...There is absolutely no way out now.

After all, he had just established a persona today that longed for the master's approval.

Is this the retribution for his character creation?

Yayin sighed imperceptibly and picked up the book "Little Fairy, Don't Run Away": "What do I need to do?"

Zhu Ping'an patiently explained the entire process to Yayin.

Wish you peace: ▼?▼ Finally someone is suffering with me, but you have to be patient.

After Zhu Ping'an finished explaining the specific process, he said to Yayin: "Take a look at these first. I have more when you're done."

After saying that, Zhu Ping'an sat aside and took out the notebook that Lin Wenyu had prepared for her.

Yayin looked at the name on the cover of the book, prepared himself mentally for a long time, took a long breath, and opened the first page of the storybook.

Then Yayin discovered sadly that he was not mentally prepared enough.

[Huangpu Tiegen accidentally revealed his 42-pack abs. ]

Crow Hidden: Is this really something that humans can achieve?

[Huangpu Tiegen was lying on a 900-square-meter bed, but he could not help thinking of the woman who haunted his dreams—Leng Cuihua.]

Yayin: Although I don’t quite understand this unit of measurement, I feel that this bed is a bit outrageous.

[Huangpu Tiegen lifted Leng Cuihua's chin, revealing a smile that was three parts ridicule, three parts indifference, and four parts indifference.]

Yayin: Can one face really show so many emotions at the same time...

Huangpu Tiegen said to Leng Cuihua viciously: "Woman, don't ever think of escaping from my grasp in your lifetime."

When Leng Cuihua heard this, she covered her face and cried, her eyeballs falling one by one.

Crow Hidden: Eyeballs falling one by one? Is this still a horror story?

Yayin rubbed his brows tiredly as he looked at it more.

He felt that reading storybooks was more tiring than cooking.

Cooking tires his body, but this thing tortures his mind.

Yayin turned his eyes away from the storybook, intending to adjust his state first.

But when he looked up, he saw Zhu Ping'an sitting opposite him, flipping through the notebook in front of him with a calm expression.

Yayin: ...Could it be my problem?

Zhu Ping'an finished reading the last page and just looked up to meet Yayin's gaze.

Seeing the confusion in Yayin's eyes, Zhu Ping'an, with his experience as a person who had been through it, said, "You'll get used to this kind of thing."

She kindly added: “Don’t pay too much attention to the fact that it doesn’t conform to common sense.

Just focus on the love between the protagonists."

After saying that, Zhu Ping'an lowered his head again, picked up a new notebook and continued reading.

After listening to Zhu Ping'an's words, Yayin shifted his gaze back to his notebook.

The love between the protagonists?

Is there such a thing as love in this story?

Yayin frowned and forced himself to read the story again.

So... the love here means that after being heartbroken, one suddenly realizes the truth and feels extremely regretful?

Can this really be called love?

Yayin, who had been influenced by his parents' love since childhood, doubted the word love for the first time.

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Early the next morning, Lin Wenyu pushed open the palace door.

Unexpectedly, I saw a black-eyed version of Crow Hidden standing at the entrance of the palace.

"What are you doing?" Lin Wenyu asked in confusion.

"There is something I don't understand and I would like to ask Master for advice." Yayin responded.