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"Try it yourself!" Long An took a glass of water from Feng He and drank it, his face full of panic.

Yuan Zhao picked up the chopsticks as he said.

Kong Zaijin suddenly flustered, put all the green vegetables into his bowl, and tried to cover up: "It's nothing." After speaking, he swallowed the green vegetables as if to prove it, but he swallowed too quickly and choked.

His actions made Yuan Zhao even more suspicious.

Long An still had some fear and said: "Yuan Zhao, how much salt did you add? The green vegetables are so salty and bitter!" After finishing speaking, he looked at Kong Zaijin with admiration: "Kong Zaijin, don't eat it either. gone."

Kong Zaijin coughed a few more times before regaining his composure, but he was only compelled to continue eating the "salty and bitter" vegetables.

Yuan Zhao was taken aback when he saw this, seeing that Kong Zaijin wanted to eat, he immediately suppressed his chopsticks, took a chopstick from his bowl, and just put it into his mouth, he spit it out!

Yuan Zhao suspected that he threw the whole bag of salt in, how could it be so salty?

Really salty and bitter!Is he eating salt? !

And Kong Zaijin, how did he manage to swallow that plate of "salt" by himself?

Facing Shang Yuanzhao's sharp eyes, Kong Zaijin shook his head anxiously and said, "It's not salty." Seeing that Yuanzhao didn't believe it, he added: "It's delicious."

Yuan Zhao was suddenly a little angry.

Before that, he took a break from his busy schedule and worked on it for seven days. The bowl of chicken soup was sprinkled and poured as soon as it was poured, in exchange for a word of "rolling". He has studied those crispy desserts for more than ten years, and all of them are only "too sweet" and "too light"...

But now, Kong Zaijin said "delicious" to a plate of green vegetables that he had spoiled.

Oh, irony.

Seeing that his complexion was getting worse and worse, Kong Zaijin hurriedly said: "It's really delicious." After finishing speaking, he wanted to eat the extremely salty vegetables again!

"Enough!" Yuan Zhao stood up abruptly, and slapped Kong Zaijin's chopsticks and vegetables flying.

Kong Zaijin looked at him blankly.

Seeing his appearance, Yuan Zhao couldn't help roaring hysterically: "If you like it, you like it, and if you hate it, you hate it! Don't force yourself to accept people's expectations, and at the same time wish that person would die! Kong Zaijin, do you know how much you know? Make people..."

uncomfortable?Clenches his hands into fists and clenched them tightly, as if in this way he can control his emotions.

"Master, I..." Kong Zaijin called him in a low voice, as if he wanted to explain something, but he didn't know where to start.

Yuan Zhao suddenly felt deeply powerless.He held his forehead and his chest heaved violently several times before he said, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

He didn't know whose glass he took, poured a glass of water and handed it to Kong Zaijin, saying: "It's too salty, drink some water."

With one word, Yuan Zhao fled here.

The three people who watched a big play: "..." Where do you want to complain?

Feng He sighed: "Kong Zaijin, you let him be quiet. Yuan Zhao has never been like this before."

However, Kong Zaijin held the cup in both hands, took a sip of the place where Yuan Zhao drank, and murmured contentedly: "The cup that Master used..."

Three people: "..." Forgot that this guy is abnormal.

Yuan Zhao disappeared all afternoon, and it was not until dinner time that he entered the kitchen without anyone noticing, raising smoke from the kitchen.

Kong Zaijin went in silently to help.Yuan Zhao didn't seem to remember what happened at noon today, so he had a necessary and brief exchange with Kong Zaijin very naturally.

Until the end of dinner, when Kong Zaijin went to wash the dishes, Yuan Zhao also looked like nothing happened.

Fenghe couldn't help being a little worried.

Sure enough, his worry was correct, Yuan Zhao, who hadn't waited for the moon on the eaves for a long time, went to watch the sunset again.

Long An wanted to drink with him, but he drove him off with a smile: "Liangchen Meimei, why don't you accompany Fenghe, what are you going to do with me?"

Long An really wants to ask, so who will accompany you on your beautiful day?

But Yuan Zhao didn't give him a chance to ask, he opened the wine seal, and drank silently by himself.

Feng He took Long An's hand, and said: "Forget it, let him be quiet." Long An then pushed Feng He back to the room.

After washing the dishes, Kong Zaijin really wanted to drink with Yuanzhao, but he knew he was not qualified, so he took a bath without saying a word, went back to his room and read a book.

The night was getting darker, but he still didn't turn off the lights, and he didn't even feel sleepy.

Anyway, without Yuan Zhao by his side, he couldn't sleep.

Suddenly, the door opened.Yuan Zhao's complexion was normal, but the roots of his ears were extremely red.

Kong Zaijin knew at a glance that Yuanzhao was drunk.

He got out of bed and closed the door, lifted the person sitting on the ground, and helped Yuan Zhao onto the bed.

Just as he was about to leave, Yuan Zhao grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms, about to fall asleep.

If Kong Zaijin was still the Kong Zaijin before, he would stay in Yuan Zhao's arms, but the current him is not worthy.

If Yuanzhao saw him lying shamelessly in his arms the next day, he would definitely hate him even more.

So he tried to gently push Yuan Zhao away, but Yuan Zhao hugged him even tighter, muttering: "Unfortunate..."

Kong Zaijin stopped struggling and asked, "What's the pain?" Stomach pain from drinking too much?

Yuan Zhao seemed to have heard his words, and the drunken smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, and he opened his hazy eyes.He said: "Unfortunate. Seeing you is uncomfortable."

Kong Zaijin was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the heart that was supposed to be dead was suddenly throbbing with pain.

He took a deep breath and thought, this is what he deserves, he deserves it.

Master hates and hates him, he knows it.

Master entered the God Realm and didn't want to see him, he knew it, but he still chased after him shamelessly...

When he came after him, he should have understood that Master hated him.

He wanted to cry a little bit, but felt that he was not qualified to cry, so he forced the tears back into his eyes and warned him that you are not qualified to appear in front of the master.

He said to the tears, but also to himself - you are not worthy.

He gritted his teeth and pushed Yuan Zhao away. Seeing that person being pushed further and further away by him, he thought of the three words "he deserves it" again.

Yuan Zhao frowned in dissatisfaction, and grabbed it with a big hand: "Don't go."

As soon as Kong Zai let go of his hands, Yuan Zhao easily embraced him.

Kong Zaijin lay down like a silent coffin for a while, and when Yuanzhao's breathing became stable, he pushed him away with despair.

Like a rotting corpse, he walked back to his bed step by step.

Yes, he understands that Master hates him, but when he really heard "Seeing you feel uncomfortable" from Master's mouth, he was really in pain...

It's like poisonous ants are constantly biting his chest that can still feel the ups and downs.

Every time he recalled Master's words, the pain increased, and finally the pain was so painful that his heart was pulled hard, and he still couldn't help crying.

He bit his lip with all his strength, but couldn't stop the tears.

He thought, his eyes are broken, why can't he manage even a little disgusting tears.

You are so lucky to be able to stay by Master's side, so don't cry and annoy others... Please don't cry...

Waking up in the morning, Yuan Zhao remembered that he seemed to have had a dream last night, but he couldn't remember the content of the dream when he woke up.

He didn't care either, because it had been like this for a long time.

But what concerned him the most was that he was drunk and crazy last night.

How much did he drink before he would say "seeing you is uncomfortable" to others?

Although... a bit.But who would say it so directly, is it too rude?

Yuan Zhao rubbed his forehead.After waking up, subconsciously glanced at Kong Zaijin's bed, and found that the bed was empty.

It was still early, and except for the insomniac Yuan Zhao, almost no one could wake up.

Oh, except Kong Zaijin.I don't know why, every time Yuan Zhao gets up, he can get up with him.

Yuan Zhao was seriously suspicious, he didn't sleep all night.But with such a heavy sleeping incense, how could someone not be able to fall asleep?

Forget it, what do you want him to do?Better go to the kitchen early.

Approaching the kitchen, Yuan Zhao frowned because he smelled a burning smell.Opening the kitchen curtain, he saw Kong Zaijin as expected.

A few pots burned through the bottom were piled up next to the stove, and the place where the firewood was placed in the middle was obviously dark, but a spark flickered a few times.

Kong Zaijin was holding a bowl of something in his hand, and he was staring at the bowl in a daze, and a moment later, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His hand suddenly tilted slightly, and he was about to pour it into the storage bag for kitchen garbage.

However, he failed to drain.

He looked at Yuan Zhao who didn't know when he appeared in surprise and raised his head to drink.He watched the Adam's apple rolling countless times, which made him a little surprised, but after the surprise, he remembered what the owner of the Adam's apple said last night, and his heart sank.

Kong Zai looked down, preparing to leave the kitchen.

Yuan Zhao suddenly said, "Thank you for the hangover soup."

The taste of this soup is indescribable, Yuan Zhao thought.He asked, "Need to go back to catch up on sleep?"

Kong Zaijin froze, then shook his head.With Yuan Zhao not around, he couldn't sleep.

Yuan Zhao said lightly again: "Then stay here and do me a favor."

Kong Zaijin took a deep breath, clutching the door frame of the kitchen tightly: "Okay."

These days, the snow seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and the weather seems to be warmer.Teng Snake didn't have to hibernate anymore, and he wasn't afraid to scare Taojiu anymore.

But when he raised his head, he was about to be scared to death by another person!

Kong Zaijin stood at the door of Teng Snake's room, standing silently, like a white ghost in the snowy sky, or like a dead cold stone under the ice stream.

He just stood there, looking at the kitchen without moving.

Teng Snake shivered violently.

Teng Snake's room is the farthest from the kitchen, forming a diagonal line with the kitchen in the bamboo forest courtyard.

And Kong Zaijin has gone crazy recently, no longer being the little tail behind Yuan Zhao, but like a ghost following far away, not daring Yuan Zhao to find out.

Often standing in the distance, looking at Yuanzhao silently.

Teng Snake was so frightened that he almost cried.

Little friend Jin went to the door of his room to look at the people in the kitchen every day. Didn't he think that when he went back to the room every day, he would always inadvertently see a ghost-like existence, how scary it was!

Teng Snake went to Yuan Zhao and cried, "Can you tell him not to stand at the door of my room every morning? I was almost frightened by him today."

Yuan Zhao didn't even look at him, and said, "You said that the snake gall of the gods has medicinal value?"

Soaring Snake: "..."

Hence, Teng She was taken aback by Kong Zaijin's early in the morning, and immediately went to find Long An and Feng He.Because the meal time was earlier last night, today's Fenghe caught up with breakfast.

Feng and Ren Longan carried them away, lazily listened to Teng She's finish, and said, "Don't meddle in their own problems."

Teng Snake: "He's standing in front of my room door!"

Feng He sighed, patted Long An, and motioned him to put himself down.Long An gently placed Feng He on the stool, kissed her thin lips as usual, and then went to the kitchen to serve the porridge.

Feng He licked his lips, propped himself on the table, and said, "Kong Zaijin has been avoiding Yuanzhao for the past few days. Whenever he helps cook in the kitchen, he is the one who takes the initiative to go. But recently, he only wants to be himself. work, and watch people from afar.”

Teng Snake, who was not in the mood to feel sorry for the "young man", said gloomily, "I just said why didn't he take the initiative to help me with work."

Feng He glanced at him: "Just to cure your laziness."

The Teng Snake who was poked short: "...Is this how they deal with each other?"

Feng He yawned: "Let's go with the flow, if it doesn't work, let's help secretly." He secretly thought, how energetic is Long An...

In the snowy day, Yuan Zhao didn't go to Taolin anymore, and practiced in the practice room with everyone.

But the three of them discovered a big problem, that is, there was Yuan Zhao in the training room but Kong Zaijin was there, and when there was Kong Zaijin, it must be the time when Yuan Zhao would not come to the training room.

Even at the dinner table, Kong Zaijin would ask the person furthest away from Yuanzhao if they could switch seats in the adjacent seats reserved by the three of them.

Three people: "..." It's getting more and more wrong.

And something was wrong, and it finally broke out one night.

Long An rushed to the study in a hurry, and eagerly explained to Yuan Zhao who was distributing the Ju Lingyu: "Go and see Kong Zaijin, his mental state is very wrong! Do you know what he was doing just now? He just Holding a knife across his neck! If Feng He hadn't stopped him, he might be bleeding three feet now."

Yuan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became gloomy.

Because it has to deal with a lot of strong spirit beast meat, that knife is not ordinary.

Although the body of the god is strong, but if you intentionally cut the skin with that knife, you can do it with a little force.

Long An was shaken by his black cloud-like aura, and in a blink of an eye, Yuan Zhao's figure disappeared from Long An's vision.

In the kitchen, Feng He is in a stalemate with Kong Zaijin.

Feng He looked into Kong Zaijin's eyes and felt a chill.

Because those eyes seemed to be filled with boundless pain and numbness.

Fenghe couldn't understand at all how these two emotions appeared in one person's eyes at the same time.

The knife was still lying across Kong Zaijin's throat.

Feng He tried his best to grab Kong Zaijin's hand, trying to persuade him, "Calm down."

But Kong Zaijin didn't look up at him.

Feng He said again: "You finally saw your master, are you going to die like this?"

When Kong Zaijin heard the word "Master", there was a light in Kong Zaijin's eyes, and then it dimmed again.

Kong Zaijin said calmly: "I don't want to die."

He finally saw the master, and he was reluctant to die.

Feng He didn't believe him at all: "Then why are you holding a knife across your neck?!"

Kong Zaijin stopped answering, and continued to stand in a stalemate with Fenghe.

There was a gust of wind.The knife was snatched out of nowhere.Kong Zaijin looked at Yuanzhao in a daze, a little bit of joy but also panic.

He wanted to leave because Master would feel uncomfortable seeing him.

Yuan Zhao put the knife back into the storage bag and asked calmly, "Did you finish washing the dishes?"

Kong Zaijin looked down at the upper of his shoe, and replied, "It's finished."

Yuan Zhao took his wrist and led him out of the kitchen: "Then let's talk." Kong Zaijin didn't struggle, and was pulled back to the room like a puppet.

Yuan Zhao pulled Kong Zaijin to the bed and sat down, suppressing the fire of ignorance, and asked, "What did you want to do just now?"

Kong Zai lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Yuan Zhao followed his gaze and saw that it was his wrist that was in contact with him.

Yuan Zhao slid his hand down bit by bit, and then held Kong Zaijin's cold hand that was wet with water.

Sure enough, Yuan Zhao saw that Kong Zaijin's expression froze, then his eyes lightened slightly, and he fixedly looked at the intersection of his hands.

Yuan Zhao couldn't tell what was in his heart.

Afterwards, he exhaled foul breath and asked, "Tell me, did you want to die just now?"