On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

"Master, please eat the pears." The young Jin Chi carefully placed the peeled pears in the fruit plate, keeping the exact distance between them, and he sneaked a greedy glance at the master's face almost greedily.

It was not easy to see Master this time, he has been running errands by the side, and enjoyed being a dog's leg in today's special Qisheng Festival.

As if he didn't hear it, Luo Jichen continued with what he was doing, turning over and over the scrolls on the bookshelf.His expression was indifferent. Although he heard the child's voice, he still deliberately ignored it, once, twice, three times, until countless times later. This child named Jin Chi was originally a tool he used to ascend to immortality. It's enough to stay indifferent for a long time, but such perseverance really makes him a little irritable.

Jin Chi's chubby hands held the plate tightly, fearing that the fruit plate carefully decorated by him would break if it broke, which would not only hurt his own heart, but also disturb Master and arouse Master's disgust.

He stared eagerly at the master's constantly moving body, slender figure, snow-like skin, peerless appearance, and immortal temperament. Even if he could only watch from a distance, he still couldn't restrain his desire to get closer, even if I have no regrets about being frozen into a disease.

Although the master didn't reach out to take a piece from the fruit plate until the end, Jin Chi was still happy and didn't fall asleep all night. Seeing the master was enough for him to forget all his troubles.He can't get in touch with the master on weekdays, and often either travels down the mountain or retreats to practice.Most of the time, they stay behind closed doors all day and all night in Fengtuo's cave in Qishan Mountain.

So much so that Jin Chi spent several years researching a set of Master's itinerary guide.If you want to go to the bookcase in Jin Chi's room to see what's on it, then it's all about Luo Jichen.For example, "101 Questions about Master's Hobbies", "Master's Tracks at Night", "Master's Three and Five Dislikes", "Master's Six Nine Joys", "Master's Day Schedule" and so on.

If you ask Jin Chi what he has done since he came to Qishan Fengtuo, or ask himself if he has done anything unrelated to cultivation, I am afraid that these are the painstaking research he is proud of.

A few years have passed like this, and the days of rarely seeing Master are long and hard.Until Jin Chi turned fifteen and needed the help of his master to break through the realm, he had close contact with Luo Jichen again for a full month.

Fang Siqing envied and hated Jin Chi in private, and often made bitter remarks about Jin Chi: "The talent is really different, even the treatment is different from us."

Jin Chi still respects this senior sister. After all, she is the one who asks for many things he doesn't understand in cultivation. Although his strength has surpassed Fang Siqing's by a large margin now, he doesn't need to ask for advice anymore, but the love he took care of in the past still.

"It's just my luck." Jin Chi said humbly, but he thought in his heart that luckily I'm talented.

Fang Siqing snorted coldly: "Excessive humility is not a good thing, Master doesn't like such people."

The smile on Jin Chi's lips froze suddenly, and then gradually narrowed the smile: "How could it be, isn't it me that Master likes the most?"

"Master has no one he likes, don't forget, he only has himself in his heart." Fang Siqing shook her head, she thought so too at the beginning, what happened?

All the smiles on Jin Chi's face disappeared, and he simply didn't want to continue the chat, so he pretended to be tired and said: "Senior sister, I'm leaving first, the master still has something to do with me."

Fang Siqing realized later, looking at Jin Chi's disappearing back, and the lingering haze in his eyes before turning around, an idea gradually took shape in his heart.

Jin Chi returned to his residence in a state of distraught. Fang Siqing's words had an impact on him, and the impact could be described as huge.Of course, he knows the master's attitude these years the most. He always looks cold to everyone. Except for Feng Buzhan and Bai Fengming's occasional smiling faces, he is usually expressionless, and he doesn't even want to see other people.

The result of thinking east and west is naturally insomnia.

Jin Chi fell on the bed, unable to close his eyes at all, tossing and turning, and then sat down at the desk while the night was dark, and opened his long-hidden portrait.This is the copy he learned when he went down the mountain for two years last time. After returning to Qishan Fengtuo, he found an opportunity to secretly draw the master who was holding a pen in the house. When he misses the master, he will take it out to relieve the pain of lovesickness.Because seeing Master's face is always very peaceful.

Turning over the picture scroll, he stared deeply at the person in the picture scroll, with red lips and white teeth, a quiet and beautiful young man in a red robe like a plum blossom when he lowered his eyes.

Master, I miss you so much...

"Master...Master..." Jin Chi murmured in a low voice, his eyes couldn't stop his crazy yearning.

My mind is full of Master's every move, every word and every smile, and the scene of his gestures and gestures exuding a cool atmosphere when he was with him.This time was different from before, he suddenly felt a strange hotness coming from the depths of his body, but he didn't know where it came from, like ants crawling in his heart, with an unbearable itching, almost It was about to drive him crazy.

Gradually, he found that there was a small arc under his body, and it tended to become bigger and bigger.Jin Chi narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to that place unconsciously, and began to instinctively want to caress.

Such a method made his body arch slowly, hot sweat dripped down his smooth forehead, and most of his clothes were wet by him.

At the critical moment, the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger, but there was only one stick of incense, Jin Chi let out a groan in his throat, and something seemed to overflow from below, making his mind go blank for a moment.But the momentary hotness was resolved, and the unprecedented novelty made him go straight to the sky and be filled with pleasure.

This stuff is addictive.

Especially when he looked at Master.

After that, he didn't even dare to look directly at Master.Every time we meet, my face will turn red. Even though I regret it, the secret of the night continues.

Later, he began to calm down and reflect on what was going on.He went to the foot of the mountain to buy a lot of mountain and wild picture books, but he couldn't arouse any interest at all, and even the basic arc did not appear.He turned his attention to the other beauties, and it was still the same.

Only the master, only the master can do it.

So he found that his feelings for Master...was different.

Qishan Fengtuo received an invitation letter from Nanshan sect.

Quanhong Banquet.

"That rampant Zhang Zishan is not here, Jichen, don't worry." Feng Buzhan and Luo Jichen sat opposite each other.Jin Chi stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, bowed his head respectfully, and buried the coldness in his eyes.

What purpose did Zhang Zishan have for Master, he was also so naturally clear.

I'm just afraid that this is Zhang Zishan's plan.

"Let your apprentice Jin Chi accompany you this time. Although he is still young, this is still a kind of experience, how about it?"

There was hope in the eyes of the boy behind him.

Luo Jichen took a sip of his tea and said calmly after a long silence, "Yes."