Xian Gong wants me to destroy the world

"It's that Yunqin who doesn't know what is good or bad!" Hai Leng said angrily, "Master, don't be angry, that kind of person who doesn't think about making progress is not worthy of your concern."

How could there be such a person in this world, Hai Leng complained for Xiao Lan, Master condescended, and dared to contradict Master.Shizun is too soft-hearted, I have to protect Shizun well.

The puppet sighed: "It's okay if you don't want to." There was a touch of guilt in his eyes: "It's just that his family died because of me, and Chongyunzong also died because of me. I really..."

"Master!" Hai Leng suddenly changed the subject: "I saw glutinous rice cakes just now, do you want to try it, Master?"

The puppet tilted his head, was successfully diverted by Hai Leng, and said with a faint smile, "Okay."

In a dilapidated temple, a man huddled in the tattered wadding, his hair was greasy, and his face under the dirt was terrifyingly pale.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun!" A little beggar entered the ruined temple excitedly, jumped on it, and handed the man a simple and elegant storage bag in a hurry.

"This is?" The man's gloomy eyes lit up.

"I found the little brother you mentioned!" The little beggar smiled happily: "He asked me to bring you this!"

"Then, what about others?" The man struggled to get up and looked towards the entrance of the ruined temple.

"That little brother asked me to bring you a message, saying that he would stay away from you and never bother you again!" Seeing the light in the man's eyes dim again, the little beggar let go of the storage bag .

"He's angry with me..." the man muttered to himself.

"Little brother looks really good-looking, just like that fairy." Little beggar didn't know what to say: "The person next to little brother is also good-looking, but he is so fierce."

"Who is beside him?" The man looked at the little beggar helplessly.

"He's a tall man, he feels very noble, he talks fiercely, he has been protecting that little brother, and won't let me get close to him." The little beggar pouted.

The man was silent for a while, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

The little beggar didn't know how to comfort the man, so he could only continue to go out to beg for food, hoping to get some good food for himself and the man, so that he would feel better?

Puppet and Haileng lived in the most luxurious inn in the town and ordered the best food.

The puppet tasted a few mouthfuls and then put down his chopsticks. Hai Leng knew that Master was in a bad mood, so he began to try his best to tell jokes to the puppet, trying to make him happy.

"Master, you don't know, my uncle used to be very busy, so if there was any banquet, he would send me and a few monks there. When I was not a thousand years old, I participated in thousands of banquets, wedding banquets and celebration banquets. Birthday banquets, and funerals and housewarmings, I feel like I’m either running the field or on the way to the field every day. There are several times because I don’t know the taboos, I vomit when I eat it alive, and the belt around my waist is broken.”

The puppet smiled: "You don't ask your uncle for advice?"

"Where, at that time, Tuer was addicted to the beauty of vocal music, and wished to go to a few more shows. Later..." Hai Leng paused, and looked at the puppet: "I almost died on the way to the show."

The puppet touched the wine glass in his hand, showing no expression.

"Master should not remember me." Hai Leng lowered his head slightly: "I was fat and lazy at the time, and I had bad habits. When Master saved me, my apprentice was so ashamed that I wished I could dive into the sea and let that monster swallow me up." inside."

The puppet looked at Hai Leng with a half-smile, the little guy's face was reddish, but his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Since then, I have realized that I am so addicted to sensuality, it is really useless. And there is..." Hai Leng was very shy: "Master is more beautiful than those people. When I look at those things again, I feel unbearable." Into the eye."

The puppet put the wine glass down on purpose: "What are you comparing with this deity?"

Hai Leng immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly apologized: "Master, this disciple didn't mean it, so please don't be angry, Master."

"Didn't you do it on purpose?" the puppet asked.

Hai Leng saw that the puppet was angry, and his face turned pale with anxiety: "It's all disciples who lack heart, please master punish! In any case, disciples will never complain."

The puppet was silent, making a gesture to turn around and go upstairs.

Hai Leng hurriedly grabbed the puppet's sleeve, with tears in his eyes: "Master."

The puppet shook his sleeves, easily broke free from the cold sea, went upstairs to his room, and closed the windows and doors tightly.

Hai Leng stood in front of the puppet room, but did not dare to knock on the door.

The puppet laughed secretly, allowing Hai Leng to stay outside the door all night.

Early the next morning, the puppet went out expressionlessly, but was blocked by Hai Leng standing at the door.

"What for?" The puppet's tone was blunt.

"Master..." Hai Leng looked at the puppet pitifully: "Master, you can hit me or scold me, don't ignore me, this disciple would rather you stab him with a sword than ignore him. You don’t need to do anything, as long as you say a word, I can do anything.”

Puppet Zhengse: "You really listen to me in everything?"

Hai Leng nodded hastily.

"First, you are not allowed to tell anyone that I recognize you as a disciple. Second, everything that happened with me is not allowed to be circulated. If I hear something that only you and I know is said by someone else, then we This is the end of the master-student relationship. Third, since you are my apprentice, you must listen to me, and if you can't do it, please leave." The puppet looked indifferent.

"Master, but... Uncle already knows that I have become your disciple." Hai Leng quickly explained: "When I first came out, Uncle asked me about it, but I accidentally slipped my tongue."

The puppet looked at Hai Leng silently, with a slight alienation in his eyes.

"I, I can tell Uncle that you didn't accept me as an apprentice." Hai Leng anxiously remedied: "I might be wrong."

"What else?" The puppet looked calm.

"I am absolutely tight-lipped. No matter what happens, I will never tell anyone, including my mother and uncle. Also, Master told me to go east, but I will never dare to go west. Master said He can listen to any apprentice." Hai Leng looked at the puppet beggingly.

"Also, in the future, you are not allowed to call this deity a master, and this deity will not call you a disciple." The puppet's tone was a little soft.

"Hmm." Hai Leng's tone was full of grievances.

"If there is no Taoist, you can call me Lan Shan." The puppet turned his head unnaturally.

Hai Leng's eyes lit up instantly: "Really, really?"

"It's fine if you don't want to." The puppet looked away awkwardly.

"Yes, yes!" Hai Leng became happy, and then asked in a low voice as if thinking of something: "What did Lan Shan call his disciple?"

"How do you want me to call you?" The puppet gave Hai Leng the freedom.

"How is Xiao Leng?" Hai Leng licked his lips excitedly.

"Xiao Leng, just call yourself "I" from now on." The puppet's tone was a little soft, slapping and giving a sweet date, which is effective for taming any animal.