When the villain picks up the script

Seeing that face that was not as ugly as later, but very ugly and familiar, Wen Qinglan raised his eyebrows.

He seemed to have come to the apprentice's memory.

But this ugly face that even his master doesn't like to look directly at, it's been a long time since I saw it, and I miss it a little bit.

Wen Qinglan stared at the young Xiao Jing for a while, the apprentice's miserable childhood was somewhat beyond his expectation.

In the past, he didn't pay much attention to this little apprentice who was finally accepted as his disciple, and he didn't bother to understand the other party's past. Xiao Jing didn't say anything, so he just ignored it indifferently.

Now under the compulsory requirements of the system, they have to get closer and closer to Xiao Jing, until now, they have such a nondescript master-student relationship.

Seeing Xiao Jing's current situation, Wen Qinglan felt a slight displeasure in his heart.

No matter what, Xiao Jing is always under Jing Pingfeng's sect and he belongs to him. Even if this is just Xiao Jing's memory, Wen Qinglan doesn't want to see other irrelevant people treat Xiao Jing like this in front of him.

Seeing one of the little beggars cursing and about to untie his belt and urinate on Xiao Jing's head, Wen Qinglan stepped into this alley just now.

Originally, Wen Qinglan was still guessing, if it was just in memory, whether the other party could see her.

However, when he walked in, those little beggars showed fearful expressions, and he knew the answer.

After all, the little beggars are just teenagers, and they will inevitably be afraid when they see an adult man like Wen Qinglan. In addition, Wen Qinglan's appearance is noble and elegant, and once he looks at those cold phoenix eyes, he feels like falling into an ice cave.

It also makes the little beggars who live in the market with winks and winks dare not be presumptuous.

Therefore, when Wen Qinglan asked them to leave indifferently, these little beggars immediately rolled away as if they had been pardoned.

Wen Qinglan walked slowly in front of Xiao Jing.

However, Xiao Jing at this time was only an eight or nine-year-old child after all, he just looked up at Wen Qinglan blankly, as if being stabbed by something, quickly lowered his head, curled up into a ball more carefully and pitifully, He even moved a little bit so that he could get further away.

Xiao Xiaojing's performance made Wen Qinglan frown in displeasure.

What is this unfilial boy doing? Could it be that his master is so embarrassing for people to look down on? He was clearly clinging to himself before, and was unwilling to leave after crying and begging. Thank you.

Thinking of this, Wen Qinglan's phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, and he bent down in disgust, trying to reach out and pull up the dirty lump on the ground.

However, Xiao Jing raised his hand to protect his head reflexively.

Such a move made Wen Qinglan pause.

He didn't continue the previous action, but tilted his head slightly to look at Xiao Xiao Jing, then changed his previous thoughts, and directly hugged the dirty ball on the ground.

It feels... like picking up a skinny stray cat, or the kind that is bald, sick and dirty.

Probably because he didn't expect to be treated like this, Xiao Xiao Jing was terrified. He struggled and tried to jump out of Wen Qinglan's arms.

However, Wen Qinglan slapped his butt impatiently, and then he heard a cold and pleasant reprimand: "Don't move around."

Xiao Xiao Jing's body froze immediately, and obediently stuck to the chest of this handsome man with a cool and delicate fragrance on his body.

Wen Qinglan held Xiao Xiaojing in his arms, pondered for a while, and found an abandoned house.

For unknown reasons, the owner of the house abandoned the house here, but it doesn't look like it has been abandoned for a long time, and there are still traces of life inside.

Wen Qinglan fetched well water, found a wooden barrel, and threw the dirty kitten into it.

Little Xiao Jing had probably never touched water before. As soon as Wen Qinglan took off his clothes and threw him into the barrel, he jumped nervously in the water, as if he wanted to jump out of the barrel immediately.

Wen Qinglan gave a 'tsk', and stretched out his hand to press Xiao Xiaojing in. Seeing that Xiao Xiaojing in the bucket couldn't resist, he squatted in obediently. There was only a pair of amazingly bright eyes on that hideously monkey-like face. His black eyes stared at Wen Qinglan motionlessly.

Being stared at by the little apprentice like this, Wen Qinglan couldn't help coughing in embarrassment, but he didn't show it on his face, just said indifferently: "Wash yourself clean, will you?"

Xiao Xiaojing opened his mouth, but did not say a word, but stared at Wen Qinglan with black eyes.

Wen Qinglan didn't like being stared at by his disciples like this, so Wen Qinglan got up and said, "You wash it, and take a look outside first for the teacher."

Wen Qinglan went out, went to the market, and brought back a piece of clothes for his apprentice, but when he came back, he saw Xiao Xiaojing squatting in the barrel as before, seeing him, also He just tilted his head, still looking at himself with those dark eyes, even his posture didn't change.

Wen Qinglan frowned, and threw the clothes aside: "Why don't you wash them?"

Seeing Wen Qinglan approaching, a trace of fear flashed in Xiao Xiaojing's eyes. He quickly squatted down and tried to hide himself in the water, but probably he had never been in contact with such things as bath water, so he drank a big gulp and choked in the water. Getting up, Wen Qinglan saw this, and hurried over to fish out the stupid apprentice from the water, lest the other party drown himself in the bath water.

Little Xiao Jing was pulled out of the water, closed his eyes in fear, his facial features were all wrinkled, he looked like an ugly monkey.

Seeing this, Wen Qinglan said, "Can't wash?"

"Ah... ah... wash... wash..." Xiao Xiaojing didn't get the punch he expected. He opened his eyes and stared at Wen Qinglan. In one sentence, his pronunciation is very difficult, not even as good as a babbling toddler, his voice sounds hoarse and ugly as if it had been burned.

Wen Qinglan was silent for a moment, guessing that Xiao Jing grew up begging and begging on the street corners of the market when he was young, and because of his appearance, no one communicated with him, so that now he doesn't even have common sense, just like a discarded cat or dog live.

Thinking of this possibility, he could only roll up his sleeves and scrub the little apprentice in a commanding manner.

When he brought Xiao Jing back to Jingping Peak, Xiao Jing was already eleven or twelve years old, probably because he had been trained by Qiankun Villa before, and he barely lived like a human being, so Wen Qinglan had never discovered Xiao Jing's. Strangely, he didn't have the intention to take Xiao Jing with him, so he threw him on Jingping Peak at will, and Xiao Jing grew into a monk stumbled.

Now, somehow, he was swept here by the sandstorm in the northern region, entered Xiao Jing's memory, and took advantage of the situation to make up for the matter of bringing an apprentice.

Speaking of which, he really didn't care about Wen Yuan for Xiao Jing, so it's no wonder Xiao Jing liked it.

Little Xiao Jing was as thin as a monkey, with long and shriveled limbs, five fingers like skeleton claws, and an unhealthy yellow color, but his belly was bulging, even protruding.

Wen Qinglan once heard people say that if a mortal is extremely hungry, this will happen. What swells up in the stomach is not meat, but deadly water.

He casually brushed Xiao Xiao Jing's wrist pulse with his fingers, and he really felt the decline.

After changing three buckets of dirty and smelly water, Xiao Xiaojing was finally cleaned. Although it was still unsightly after cleaning, at least it was not dirty or smelly. Putting Xiao Xiaojing into the clothes he bought, Wen Qinglan dragged him to the place tavern.

From the beginning to the end, except for wanting to imitate the word 'wash' before taking a bath, Xiao Jing didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, but just quietly stared at Wen Qinglan with his beautiful black eyes.

Wen Qinglan was happy, and he didn't think it was strange. It was inevitable that his little apprentice starved to death. After he brought Xiao Xiaojing to the tavern, he ordered a table of food.

Little Xiao Jing opened his eyes wide and looked at the delicious food on the table. He tightly clutched his clothes with his small hands, and carefully sat on the smooth stool in the tavern.

Seeing the apprentice just staring at the food, Wen Qinglan frowned and pointed to the table: "Why don't you eat?"

Taking a careful look at Wen Qinglan, Xiao Xiaojing picked up a bowl of rice in front of him, slid down the stool, carefully placed the rice on the ground, and then lay down on the ground to lick the rice in the bowl.

A child who was no more than eight years old eating like this in a tavern immediately attracted strange and contemptuous looks from everyone, especially on Wen Qinglan. The blame and disgust could almost turn into substance.

However, Wen Qinglan didn't care about other people's eyes at all. On the contrary, he just frowned deeply and looked at the little apprentice lying on the ground eating like a dog.

Although Wen Qinglan had already expected Xiao Jing's miserable past from the beating and bathing before, but it was not until this moment that this lowly dusty past appeared more clearly in his eyes.

"Xiao Jing." He sighed, bent down and took away the rice in front of Xiao Xiao Jing.

Little Xiao Jing straightened up, staring at Wen Qinglan with black eyes, and then licked his lips reluctantly.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Qinglan felt a little complicated in his heart. He stretched out his hand to Xiao Jing, but Xiao Jing squatted on the ground and hugged his head in fear.

Wen Qinglan touched Xiao Jing's head nonchalantly, hugged Xiao Jing back to the table, and said lightly: "Eat, don't be afraid in front of the teacher, what you want in the future, even if you talk to the teacher, you don't have to eat like this gone."

Xiao Xiaojing probably couldn't understand such a long series of sentences. He glanced at Wen Qinglan ignorantly, probably because he understood that the good-looking man in front of him would not only not beat him, but also let him eat at the table.

Once he understood the meaning of the other party, Xiao Xiaojing felt relieved, and started to eat with his hands.

After the other party finished eating, Wen Qinglan brought Xiao Xiao Jing back to the previous abandoned house.

Before he wanted to say anything to Xiao Xiaojing, a black vortex suddenly appeared behind him. Wen Qinglan was taken aback for a moment before being sucked in by the vortex. Only Xiao Xiaojing was left blankly watching the other party disappear, those dark eyes Blinking, a teardrop slid down.