After death with the master

When the day began to lighten, Zhou He closed his eyes and stopped looking at Ning Sui.

When it was almost bright, there was a knock on their door, and then Chen Widow walked in.

While yawning, he walked towards Ning Sui, and when he found that Zhou He was still lying down, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Ning, Brother He is still awake?"

Ning Sui didn't speak, and didn't look at him, but continued to look at the blurry street below.

Widow Chen scratched his head.

It just so happened that Xiao Er knocked on the door to exchange for today's new tea.

Widow Chen went to open the door for Xiao Er.

As soon as Xiao Er brought the tea to the table, Ning Sui turned his head to look over.

Before Xiaoer put down the teapot in his hand, Ning Sui said, "Change the teapot."

Chen Widow was taken aback for a moment, and Xiaoer hurriedly asked respectfully, "What kind of tea do you want to replace?"

"Smoky tea." Ning Sui said lightly, "The kind from yesterday."

Xiao Er didn't think much, just smiled and said: "Guest officer is really tasteful, the tea yesterday was picked by our lady boss who went up the mountain to pick it up and made it herself, so I'll bring it to you."

Ning Sui turned back and continued to look at the street.

When Xiaoer left, Chen Widow looked at Ning Sui hesitantly: "... Brother Ning likes tea and tobacco?"

Ning Sui didn't say a word, but Zhou He, who had been eavesdropping, opened his eyes with a smile: "You brother Ning doesn't like drinking tea very much."

He bent his eyes to look at Ning Sui, his heart filled with unspeakable joy and lightness: "I like it."

Widow Chen: "...?"

He was just being silly, when he heard Zhou He slowly turn over and get out of bed and add a sentence: "Especially smoked tea."

Widow Chen: "...?"

He was really confused now.

He always felt that Ning Sui and Zhou He got along too close.

Although Ning Sui still couldn't say a word for a long time like before, but in front of Zhou He, his expression was no longer dead.

He would be furiously teased by Zhou He, and he would also have some movements and gazes because of Zhou He.

Perhaps it was because Zhou He was his master.

But... There should be respect and distance between master and apprentice.

Not to mention that Zhou He is still the famous Taoist leader of no return.

Brother Ning is still the prince of Ning Dynasty.

After all, there is still a little competition between Wuguishan and Ningchao.

After all, Zhou He said that Wugui Mountain did not belong to the Ning Dynasty after he built Wugui Mountain.

The emperor at that time also lost his temper about this, and even had a faint attitude of not getting in touch with Wuguishan.

It was only after Ning Sui's father succeeded to the throne that the relationship between Ning Chao and Wuguishan eased, and even the relationship with Zhou He's senior brother was a little better.

Widow Chen felt that it was normal for Brother Ning not to look at Master's face, after all, Brother Ning's character was here.

But why does Taoist priest of no return always like to say... ambiguous words?

Widow Chen scratched his head.

It may sound like nothing to others, but he grew up in a place like the capital, where prosperity is really prosperity, and corruption exists.

Masculinity... Chen Widow has heard about it, and has seen the shameless and skinny son of Long Yang molesting others.

Not so much.

Chen Wiowin said that Brother Ning and Taoist Master Wugui don't look like they know how to love human beings.Not to mention this disgusting man.

Maybe it's because the master-student relationship between the two of them is really so strong.

Chen Zhi comforted himself.

He didn't want Ning Sui and Zhou He to fall from the altar.

Ning Sui looked at Zhou He, but didn't speak.

Zhou He poured himself a cup of tea with a smile on his face, held the cup and cast a purification spell, then walked to Ning Sui and leaned against the bedpost: "What's the matter?"

When Ning Sui raised his eyes, Zhou He raised his hand and tapped his brows: "Your eyes need to be filled with runes from time to time."

His tone was natural: "After all, it is resurrection after death, so there are always some problems."

Zhou He took a sip of his tea and twirled his fingers, feeling really good.

Even though he was gambling at that time, and didn't expect Ning Sui to make any real moves, he was still happy that the kid entered the circle.

Xiao Bingshan likes a little more than he imagined.

Not as indifferent and cold as he appeared on the surface.

Zhou He used the teacup to cover the curvature of his mouth.

Children really hide their emotions.

Ning Sui nodded, not caring that he would be tied up with Zhou He for a long time.

Anyway, he was going to follow him.

Zhou He drank his tea slowly, feeling a little regretful again.

This early in the morning, he really wanted to hear Ning Sui say hello to him, so he pushed forward: "Come on. Say good morning to me, and I will tell you a secret as a teacher."

Ning Sui, who had no curiosity since he was a child, withdrew his gaze and stood up: "Let's go."

Zhou He laughed: "I'm not teasing you."

He said softly, "You don't seem to have asked me Ann?"

Ning Sui tilted his head to look at him, and Zhou He would know what he meant most of the time without him needing to speak: "I really don't need other people's greetings, but I don't mind yours."

Ning Sui, who has no romance in his mind and never does troublesome things, still can't understand Zhou He's many trajectories and thoughts.

Ning Sui's world is very straightforward.

Straight to the point where there are hardly too many complicated feelings.

Greeting is, comfort is.

Even liking is the simplest.

So even if Ning Sui didn't understand why Zhou He asked An when he didn't need to ask An, he would still say it.

Because Zhou He spoke.

"morning."

The cold and hoarse voice rang out with a chill that was cooler than the morning breeze in September, but it made Zhou He roll his eyes.

Ever since Ning Sui offered to return to the Mountain of No Return and hinted that he was willing to try to live on, he found that Ning Sui began to have a bit of humanity.

It's a bit like when he came to No Return Mountain and was "unraveled" by him, he gradually became willing to say a few words and eat on his own initiative.

But Ning Sui now is different from that then, because now Ning Sui is trying to learn how to like someone without his knowing it.

He was no longer the mysterious master who closed himself in his own shell and only knew how to kill evil spirits.

He is learning to be a "human being".

Zhou He followed Ning Sui's footsteps, put the teacup on the table, rubbed Ning Sui's head to express his comfort, and said to Chen Widow: "Let's go, go earn your 500 taels."

A total of five families were infested by the "Dream of the Number One Scholar".

These people are all quite close, so it is not difficult to run.

Zhou He asked Chen Widow to choose a surname at will, and Chen Widow decided to go to the Yang family by counting the petals.

The Yang family is in the jade business, so it can't be said that the family has a big business, but there are also a few servants in the mansion, and their lives can be regarded as smooth.

And Yang Pingan, the only seedling in their family, knew nothing about sage books since he was a child, and his head hurts after reading the densely packed words.

Fortunately, the Yang family is rich in business, and Yang Pingan can live a safe and happy life as long as he learns how to manage the business.

The imperial examination was not the only way out, and Yang's parents didn't want him to become famous either.

However, since the fall of the autumn, the young master of the Yang family suddenly clamored that he wanted to be the number one scholar, to be an official, and to ride a horse and wear a red robe to visit the number one scholar street in the capital.

If so, that's fine.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping'an seemed to be in a daze. He kept turning on the lamp and reading at night every day and night. He lost weight from two hundred catties to one hundred catties, as if his energy had been sucked by something.

"I'm the only son!" Yang's mother cried bitterly, wiping her tears, "I never thought of asking him to fill his stomach with ink. If he is really willing to learn, I won't stop him. But now he is like It's like being haunted by something!"

She said fiercely: "Mysterious masters who are born in the Taoist sect still say that they have no evil spirits. I see that they are all full of wine bags and rice bags!"

The prince of Xuanmen didn't even lift his eyelids, but just looked at the patterns carved on the bluestone bricks under his feet.

Zhou He comforted in a gentle voice: "Madam, don't worry, maybe it's not evil spirits. There are so many strange things in this world, maybe your young master ran into something else."

Mother Yang was puzzled: "What could it be if it wasn't a demon?! Didn't you see how crazy my son is..."

She hurriedly led Zhou He through the corridor, Aizi was so eager that she couldn't help but want to grab Zhou He's hand and lead this slow-moving person to run at high speed.

However, just as she raised her hand, Ning Sui, who was walking behind Zhou He, suddenly raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

There was no emotion in that look.

His eyes, which were too indifferent by nature, made people feel cold, and looked directly at Yang's mother, causing Yang's mother to put down her hand immediately, and he was even more panicked.

Before she could react, Ning Sui lowered his eyes again, still looking like he was dying.

Mother Yang turned around and continued to lead the way, but she couldn't hold back the cold sweat that came out of her forehead.

The original crying and eagerness all turned into panic and fear, but when she walked in front of her son's room, she forgot Ning Sui's gaze again, and just continued crying and repeating what she had told them many times.

Zhou He said a few words of comfort in a gentle voice, Ning Sui didn't want to wait, so he pushed open the door directly.

As soon as the door was opened, the thick smell of ink was blown over along with the messy papers all over the floor.

Ning Sui looked at the neatly written articles on the ground and raised his feet.

Before he stepped on it, he heard an exclamation from inside: "My lord, be merciful!"

Ning Sui paused, and saw a white shadow flying out. He hurriedly cleaned up the papers on the floor. He nervously looked at the article in his arms, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no dirty marks on it: "Still okay okay."

Ning Sui's feet fell.

He looked at the man squatting on the ground without any fluctuation in his eyes.

The man was born normal, the skin on his face is a little loose, it can be seen that he was a little heavy before, but now he has lost a lot of weight.

Wearing the white robe and Confucian crown that scholars are accustomed to wearing, his words and deeds are bookish.

Ning Sui opened his spiritual eyes directly.

Then he frowned.

Chen Widow, who was always paying attention to him, suddenly became nervous: "Brother Ning, what's wrong?"

Ning Sui didn't answer, but looked at the man in front of him who didn't have the slightest black aura, and pronounced a fact: "There is no evil spirit."

But there is a more real fact before them.

This Yang Pingan didn't pay much attention to them at all, and didn't even say hello to his biological mother. He just guarded those papers and kept reading poems.

It does seem to be haunted by something.

But there's really nothing evil about it.

and so……

Ning Sui turned his head to look at Zhou He.

I saw Zhou He twisting his fingers thoughtfully.

The author has something to say:

Ning Ning is jealous hehehe.

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