Master, please stop accepting disciples

After bathing, Yan Chi returned to his own body, picked up the special gauze clothes for sleeping beside the hot spring, and put them on his body.

Wearing a white gauze, the young man's slender figure is faintly visible, and his white skin is exposed when he walks, and his black hair wet by water curls up above his collarbone.

Yanchi stood quietly in front of the mirror looking at his own reflection, scratching his head and saying:

【Master, am I beautiful? 】

In the spiritual world, Mo Yang answered frankly:

[According to studies, most people feel much prettier after taking a bath. 】

Hearing what Master said, Yan Chi was amused:

【Hate.If you do this, no one will chase you. 】

Hearing this, Mo Yang was silent for two seconds:

Is it bad to be single?

Before waiting for Mo Yang's answer, Yan Chi blinked and smiled happily in the silence: This little master is a chick!

Hahahahaha-

Three seconds later, Yan Chi suddenly stopped with a dignified expression, and turned to look constipated, with distorted facial features:

Damn, he's still dead, and he's useless if he wants to deal with the little master.

Ah, resurrection is still very important, Yanchi felt a little regretful, and finally figured it out in another way.

If Mo Yang knew that Yan Chi had figured out how to resurrect in this way, he would have chosen to restart silently. You must know that he had spent a lot of effort before, listing materials positively and negatively to try to convince this ghost, but the result was still as the saying goes. :

There is a knife on the head of the color word.

"Okay, let's go."

The sudden sound of Ye Ya's voice was like pouring a basin of snow water on his head, and finally made Yan Chi stop his seemingly schizophrenic movements, and stopped lying on the mirror to look at his reflection.

When Ye Ya saw Yan Chi turned to look at him, he raised his eyebrows, and after looking Yan Chi from top to bottom, the cynical smile slowly disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and his attitude suddenly became cold:

"Let's go, don't make Guzhu wait."

Compared with him when he was molesting "Mo Yang" before, it is almost like two people.

Yan Chi realized this, he frowned faintly, then immediately relieved, and saluted Ye Ya respectfully:

"Yes, Lord Night Crow."

……

The owner of the valley was in high spirits.

On the bed, Yan Chi was almost knocked apart by the owner of the valley, his face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, but when he was hugging the owner of the valley, he looked up at the white gauze on the bed curtain, thinking absent-mindedly:

If... Master is here...

His mind is frighteningly clear, but his body is quite honestly limp. No matter how deep the vortex of desire is, it cannot fill the void in his heart.

Yanchi and the owner of the valley were lingering to death, unable to find the initial satisfaction, so they could only rub their legs against the owner's waist impatiently, which caused the owner of the valley to become wild, and he hit harder, leaving purple scars on Yanchi's body. Red traces:

"hiss--"

From morning until noon, the owner of the valley sat down from Yan Chi, ignored Yan Chi, and went to take a bath by himself.

Yan Chi lay on the bed, endured the pain all over his body, pulled a piece of rag, covered his body, and asked: 【Master? 】

After waiting for a while, Mo Yang replied: 【Yes. 】

[You...have you been watching it all the time? 】

[No, out of respect, I blocked it. 】

【Oh, I want you to observe more. 】

Yan Chi sighed.

【…】

Mo Yang really didn't know how to answer this sentence.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yang saw that Yan Chi was in a low mood, a little strange: 【Are you unhappy? 】

【Of course, being with someone you like and someone you don't like are two different feelings. 】

Yanchi Xizi held his heart together and made a painful look: [My heart has been traumatized, Master, please hug me. 】

Mo Yang didn't know whether Yan Chi's appearance was real or not, he pondered for a moment, and then said:

[If you want, come to the spiritual world. 】

Hearing what Mo Yang said, Yan Chi finally came to his senses, and immediately carried out a complete logic chain:

To enter the spiritual world is to be able to hug Mo Yang, to be able to hug Mo Yang is to have a physical relationship between two people, and to have a physical relationship is the first step in abduction.

Then, Yan Chi's eyes lit up immediately: 【Okay, how should I do it? 】

[A little spell. 】

Mo Yang explained in detail.

After listening to Mo Yang's explanation, Yan Chi finally regained some energy. After quickly tidying himself up, he lay down on the bed anxiously, and closed his eyes according to Mo Yang's steps.

Looking at this enthusiasm, it is much more active than sleeping in bed.

Not long after Yan Chi closed his eyes, his consciousness was pulled to the spiritual world following Mo Yang's intentional pull.

When he felt his feet touch the ground, Yan Chi opened his eyes in surprise:

At this time, he was standing on a small stone bridge. The flowing water below the stone bridge reflected his figure in red.

The wind is sunny and the sky is like washing.

"It's so strange."

Yanchi touched the stone bridge and felt the rough feeling on his fingertips, he couldn't help being amazed again.

Straightening up, Yanchi stood on the stone bridge and looked into the distance, and saw a stone path meandering away from the small bridge, winding into a small bamboo forest, and a corner of the bamboo forest exposed a corner of the house.

Thinking of what Mo Yang said before, Yan Chi didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly stepped on the stone path and walked down. Sure enough, after crossing the bamboo forest, he saw a bamboo house.

And Mo Yang, whom he was thinking about, was leaning against the pillars of the bamboo house, standing on the veranda, and after seeing Yan Chi, he showed a shallow smile:

"You came."

His golden pupils are as bright as the sun.

At that time, the wind was breezy, and the green leaves in the bamboo forest fell to the ground quietly. The unique fragrance of bamboo leaves slowly diffused in the air with that smile.

Clean and fresh.

"Little Master."

Yan Chi murmured these three words, then showed a big smile, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Seeing Yan Chi's bold movements, Mo Yang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, so he had to open his arms to catch Yan Chi who was rushing towards him, and because the two were similar in size, Mo Yang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

After embracing the person he was thinking of, Yanchi immediately turned into a little milk cat, coquettishly coquettishly in Mo Yang's arms, buried his head in Mo Yang's neck and kept arching and arching, and finally let Mo Yang Yang had no choice but to hold Yanchi and sit on the veranda.

"Master,"

Yan Chi leaned on Mo Yang's thigh, looked up at Mo Yang, his eyes were shining, "Master~~"

The last word was repeated a thousand times, and the nasal sound that was hummed was scratching and scratching like a kitten's paw.

Mo Yang, who was confused, didn't realize the meaning contained in these two words, he patted Yan Chi's back gently, and said, "I'm here."

At this moment, Yan Chi squinted his eyes happily. If it could be realized, there would definitely be a tail wagging behind his buttocks.

Yan Chi: "Why did Master choose me as his apprentice?"

Mo Yang: "You didn't refuse."

"Huh? Wait a minute, so let's say, if I said 'no' at that time, Master would choose someone else?"

"...That's right."

Hearing this, Yan Chi was taken aback for a moment, then buried his head in Mo Yang's abdomen, put one hand around Mo Yang's waist, trembling all over, shrugging his shoulders.

Mo Yang lowered his head and stroked Yanchi's long hair: "What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha," Yan Chi burst out laughing, turned over, and pressed Mo Yang under him with his weight, Yan Chi stopped laughing and said, "Master, why are you so honest?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Yang to answer, Yan Chi reached out and pressed Mo Yang's chest. Even through a layer of clothes, Yan Chi could still feel the smooth muscle lines hidden under the clothes, envious, She couldn't help winking at Mo Yang ambiguously:

"I just don't know if Master's body is so honest."

Mo Yang looked up at Yanchi for a while, and said, "If you're in a good mood, get up."

"Don't~"

Yanchi coquettishly said, "Master~~"

Then he fell on Mo Yang's chest, wanting to kiss Mo Yang.

Seeing Yan Chi's face getting closer and closer to him, Mo Yang couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand, pinched Yan Chi's chin, and twisted it aside:

"stand up!"

Yan Chi's face was squeezed out of flesh because of Mo Yang's two fingers, and his small mouth was pouted, forming a funny look. At that time, Yan Chi was stunned by Mo Yang's move. Don't want to hug anyone.

Saddened in his heart, Yan Chi's eyes were forced to look into the bamboo house because of Mo Yang's "incomprehensible style".

The inside of the bamboo house is clean and tidy. A small bamboo wind chime is hung on the porch. Next to the sliding door is a low table with nothing on it, except for a sword leaning beside it.

The sword is three feet two long and half a finger wide. The silver sword body clearly reflects the golden lines. The golden lines extend from the blade to the black hilt, turning into tiny golden runes.

Even if the entire sword stands quietly in place, others can still feel the majestic atmosphere of the sword spirit from above.

"It's the dragon's tooth, a part of me."

Seeing Yanchi staring at the sword intently, Mo Yang followed his gaze and explained.

Shaking his head, freeing himself from Mo Yang's grasp, Yan Chi climbed up from Mo Yang with bright eyes, quickly ran to the side of Long Ya, stretched out a tender white finger, and poked the sword carefully body.

The coolness on the sword rushed into Yanchi's body the moment his fingertips touched it, so cold that Yanchi couldn't help shivering.

Afterwards, Yan Chi looked at Mo Yang excitedly: "Master, please teach me martial arts."

If you practice martial arts, there will inevitably be physical contact. If this is the case, maybe he will be able to get the master into bed with the contact?

Yan Chi couldn't help looking at Mo Yang's waist and abdomen.

Mo Yang didn't know about Yan Chi's little Jiujiu at all. He really thought that Yan Chi wanted to practice martial arts. After Yan Chi said so, he leaned against the sliding door, lowered his eyes, and the darkness inside his golden pupils was ups and downs, and said:

"No rush, the opportunity hasn't arrived yet."

As for why they cannot practice martial arts, Mo Yang explained that they are now in the spiritual world, separated from their physical bodies. If they practice martial arts rashly, it will only cause a disharmony between the spirit and the body.

To put it bluntly, the physical body can't keep up with the reaction, and it may be troublesome if you use the real physical body to practice martial arts in the future, so there is no rush.

Yan Chi asked curiously, what is an opportunity?

This opportunity is to let "Yanchi" break away from his status as a male favorite.

But when facing Yan Chi, Mo Yang didn't answer, he just turned his gaze away from the bamboo forest, stretched out a finger, touched Yan Chi's forehead, and answered the question:

"Go back, someone."

……

Yan Chi suddenly opened his eyes from the dream.

As soon as he opened his eyes at this moment, he heard the noisy voices outside the attic, and the voice of the night crow happened to sound outside the door:

"Master Yanchi, are you up yet?"

When did he become a "son"?

Yan Chi blinked in disbelief, and before he was stunned for a long time, he heard a noise coming from the side. Yan Chi turned his head and saw "myself" on the bed frowning and sitting up, and casually used the thin quilt on the bed to cover the important parts of his body. Wrap up the parts and say:

"come in."

Oops, really.

Yan Chi covered his face in embarrassment, and reflected on himself while floating in the air, thinking that he should choose to put on clothes before entering the spiritual world.

"Yes."

The door opened with a "squeak", Ye Ya walked in, and saw "Yan Chi" lying on the bed with a dark face, the corners of his lips were slightly raised where Mo Yang could not see, and then immediately Putting on a serious look, he cupped his hands at Mo Yang, and said righteously:

"Congratulations, Mr. Yanchi. The owner of the valley asked me to send some small things to Mr. Yanchi."

After finishing speaking, before Mo Yang could say anything, Ye Ya clapped his hands, and then a group of attendants filed in, holding jade plates and standing respectfully on both sides.

Mo Yang took a look and saw that there were nothing more than some gold, silver and jewelry on the jade plate. He felt a little boring, waved his hand, and said:

"Understood, put your things down."

"Then I say goodbye."

Ye Ya nodded, motioned for the attendant to put down the jade plate and left, then turned around and walked away. When one foot stepped out, Mo Yang's deep voice came from behind:

"Master Night Crow... Please give me more advice in the future."