Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

Wei Lin thought that he would be satisfied tonight if he could take advantage of it. Anyway, his original intention was to let Master spend the night with him. It was enough to celebrate his 21st birthday. That's why he didn't want to get drunk in the first place. The reason for the master, he never wanted a body without consciousness, but without this method, it is basically impossible for the master to accompany him for a night... But to his surprise, the master was just 21 away from him. He suddenly woke up half a quarter before his birthday, although he didn't drink much.

"...Wei Lin?" Shan Qingya's first feeling was the warm and familiar atmosphere around him, and he was a little dazed, then he suddenly realized what position they were in now, and then he wanted to... run away up.

Who can tell him why the protagonist is hugging him so intimately!Still the kind that hugs girls!

Even if he's drunk, even if he's more dew heavy, but!Why hold it!

Otherwise, how about transporting him back so that more people can see it...

Shan Qingya was silent, and looked at Wei Lin while standing upright, her face was very serious, very... shy.

Although shyness is difficult to see from his unchanging face, but he really thinks so in his heart, of course, more embarrassment, so when Wei Lin said affectionately, "Master, my birthday is coming up", he even froze for a few seconds before realizing what he meant by that, and then he....

So, in fact, today—it can be said to be tomorrow in a moment—is my own understanding. In this way, the gift still hasn't been saved...

From the flash of his thoughts, it can be seen that this guy's wine is not fully awake at all, but he has indeed regained most of his consciousness.

Although a little angry, Shan Qingya is not the kind of person who is too stingy to tolerate a little deception, let alone...

Shan Qingya looked at his wet eyes like a small animal, and suddenly felt a little frustrated.What did he do wrong to make the protagonist into such a lack of love?

"Sit down." Shan Qingya said lightly, and sat down first, "Is there any wine left?"

"Master!" Wei Lin was pleasantly surprised, the expression on his face softened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and now his eyes really softened into puddles of water.

"Wine." Although he really wanted to turn his head away from the protagonist's stupid look, Shan Qingya restrained his destructive behavior in time and repeated a sentence concisely.

Wei Lin frowned, and quickly took out two altars of Immortal Drunk. That straightforward attitude made Shan Qingya wonder, how much is this thing hiding?

Most importantly, why does it have to be immortal drunk...

Pressing the forehead with some headaches, Shan Qingya still did not refuse, but poured a full bowl for the two of them, and then quietly waited for the time to slowly reach midnight, with an extremely tiny smile on the corner of his mouth. Smile, "Happy Birthday!"

Wei Lin stared blankly at his rare smiling eyebrows, but didn't know what to say, or rather, there was only one thought left in his mind: Master, he is smiling.

"Wei Lin?" With a nasal voice, Shan Qingya looked at the stunned protagonist and called out helplessly.

However, he didn't notice that calling this person by himself was no longer a serious dao name Yimu, but a name that sounded very familiar to him.

Wei Lin naturally noticed this detail, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he raised his cup and lightly touched the master, the sound of the jade porcelain hitting each other was extremely clear and sweet in the night where the fragrance was floating.

The Immortal Drunk entered his throat slowly, Shan Qingya shook his head, feeling even more dizzy...

For the first time, Wei Lin felt that the distance between himself and the master might not be as far as he thought, as long as...he was pitiful enough, the master would definitely not push him away.

Looking at the obviously drunk Master, Wei Lin smiled slightly.

It was clear that the moonlight was still like water yesterday, but when Shan Qingya got up from the bed refreshed the next day, he found that it was raining outside the door.

I don't know if what happened yesterday aroused Shan Qingya's broken Wenqing heart. Looking at the misty and rainy island, his heart moved, he picked up a pot of fruit wine to hide his body, and walked on Last month, I went to the Peach Blossom Forest.

Therefore, Wei Lin, who had a "low" cultivation level, turned dark instantly after knocking on the door and no one answered. At the same time, he suddenly realized that his master always let him in when he knocked on the door. Could it be that he Is Master all right?So, facing such a master, can he...have expectations?

Wei Lin, whose mood suddenly became complicated, stood by his door for a long time before returning to the room dejectedly.However, after sitting for nearly an hour without entering the cultivation state, he finally decided to do something.For example, to sit for a while at the place where he and Master had a drink and talk yesterday...

The original intention was to spend this difficult time with memories, but in the end, Wei Lin saw a master in white clothes Shengxue who was drinking alone in the misty rain and peach blossoms.

Although his face was still expressionless, Wei Lin didn't know why he felt that the master was a little sad at this time, but how could the master who had a smooth life have such a heavy sadness?

Shan Qingya was really in a bad mood, because he suddenly realized that if this was modern times, Ching Ming Festival would not be too far away. At this time, he would bring a large bouquet of lilies to the cemetery for a day.

But now...

Watching the peach petals gradually falling away, Shan Qingya poured the sweet and clear wine into his mouth one mouthful at a time, letting himself sink in the rare sadness.

Sure enough, the God Transformation Plan should be implemented as soon as possible...

This was the last thought that flashed through Shan Qingya's mind before seeing Wei Lin.

"Master likes this place very much?" Wei Lin's smile was not bright, but Shan Qingya felt that his eyes were slightly stinging, for no reason.

"It's okay." Shan Qingya didn't support the barrier, and let Yusi wet his long hair and slip off the clothes made of special materials. At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and his wet black hair made his skin pale and his eyes black. .

Shan Qingya absolutely refused to admit that it was because he was lazy and didn't deliberately recover his body, which made him look like he was just sober after drinking.

——But also a bit decadent.

Wei Lin's eyes darkened, and he quickly covered it up again, "Master, is everything okay these days?"

"Hmm." Shan Qingya thought for a while, and there were only a few days left before the Xingchen Fairy Market opened, and she had nothing else to do, so she nodded her head simply.

"Then Master took the apprentice to visit Fangshi?" Wei Lin asked tentatively, his face full of anticipation.

Shan Qingya: ...

He swallowed the words that were on the verge of his mouth, he thought about the protagonist's special physique, or the special aura, and then...he nodded very simply, "Okay."

In many articles, even if the protagonist doesn’t have much money, it’s not because there is a particularly magical cheating tool “Protagonist Halo”, or to be more specific – “Leak Picking Halo”.

... It's still the same sentence, don't take advantage of the bastard.

Thus, Shan Qingya's rare sadness was interrupted in this way. Fortunately, he was not a real literary youth in his past and present lives, so he was not upset by being disturbed, but looked at it with some relief. To his little apprentice.

Why didn't I discover the magical effect of this little apprentice before.

Wei Lin's back was chilled by his focused gaze, but a sweetness slowly rose in his heart. He liked that Master looked at him like this, as if he was the only one in his world.

"Let's go." Shan Qingya said lightly, and after the spiritual energy had run through, she returned to her usual spotless appearance.

A look of regret flashed in Wei Lin's eyes, but he didn't say anything after all, and nodded obediently, "Yes."

Xingchen Fairy Market is the most important event in Yunxiao. Those who come a month early like Wendaozong are considered late. Those small stalls selling spirit treasures have been waiting here almost a few years ago, and now they are walking all the way If it wasn't for Shan Qingya who didn't hide his identity and cultivation level at all, it would be difficult to squeeze past.

Wei Lin looked at the crowd that automatically separated, showing a thoughtful expression, is it possible that if the strength is strong enough, the people in front of you can make room?In that case...

He looked at the extremely indifferent expression of the person in front of him, and showed a subtle, elusive smile. In the end, he was still worried about Master's attitude towards the worldly views, but at worst, it was enough to make them dare not talk nonsense.

It was impossible for Shan Qingya to guess that a family of young apprentices had already started to calculate the aftermath after he was eliminated. He just looked at the protagonist