Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, three years have passed by in a flash, the spring is warm and the autumn is cool, the winter is cold and the summer is scorching, and you can have a panoramic view of the myriad scenery in the world.

Yunyou's days are leisurely and carefree, except for the occasional visits from Lu Xiao's love creditors who are promiscuous in various places.

"Brother Ye ah ah!"

"Ok?"

Ye Wuchen was wearing the mask with a white background and gold patterns bought from a mask stall, and was waiting for the sugar figurines at the stall, but he couldn't dodge Lu Xiao who was rushing towards him.

"I! Someone is here!" Lu Xiao grabbed his arm, hid behind him, exposed half of his head, and spoke aggressively.

"what?"

Ye Wuchen took the sugar figurine, staring inexplicably at the green-clothed woman holding the emerald green fan.

The woman's face was bright, her almond eyes were clear, and she was slightly angry. She had one hand on her hip, and pointed at Lu Xiao who was behind Ye Wuchen with a round fan embroidered with lotus leaves and flowers: "In order to make me give up, you even moved out men?"

Lu Xiao grinned, and climbed onto Ye Wuchen's shoulder affectionately, "No, I'm sincere."

Ye Wuchen gnawed the candy man on his own, and was not surprised by Lu Xiao's behavior.

In the past three years, he has served as Lu Xiao's shield countless times.

But the woman still didn't believe it, she turned her wolf-like eyes from Lu Xiao to Ye Wuchen, and said the words with an angry Jiangnan accent, "I don't want him to say it, you say it!"

Ye Wuchen gnawed half of the sugar figurine in his hand. The mask with gold patterns on the white background was noble and elegant, and the only exposed lip had a natural upward curve. It would not make people feel cold without smiling.

He stared at the woman for a while, then walked around behind Lu Xiao silently, looked at the gadgets at the stall next to him, and looked like he didn't intend to meddle in other people's business.

"Brother Ye?" Lu Xiao shouted stupidly after being pushed in front of the woman.

The woman approached step by step.

Lu Xiao turned around and pulled Ye Wuchen over, pawing on him unwillingly and planning to threaten the woman with words.

"Let me tell you, we love Jin Jian and live longer than Nanshan!"

The corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth twitched as he pretended to be picking out the gadgets at the stall, his goddamn love was better than that of Jin Jian and his longevity was better than that of Nanshan.

However, the woman didn't believe it anymore, and she had already walked over to grab Lu Xiao by the collar.

"Brother Ye! Help!!!"

Ye Wuchen had no choice but to protect Lu Xiao behind him, intending to say something to make the woman give up, but unexpectedly, Lu Xiao behind him pulled his mask off and shouted at the woman: "I like this! Can you make it?"

The woman was startled slightly, her eyes fell on Ye Wuchen's face, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

Ye Wuchen frowned and took back the mask, sneaking a glance at the sluggish woman, feeling that he had frightened a child again.

He glared at Lu Xiao, put on his mask and turned to leave.

Lu Xiao hurriedly followed.

The woman stayed where she was for a while, then suddenly ran to a nearby painting stall, covered her face in disbelief and exclaimed, "Master Ye Immortal?!"

People were coming and going in the street, shoulder to shoulder, Ye Wuchen walked very fast, Lu Xiao would inevitably bump into some innocent passers-by in the process of chasing people.

"Oh, what is this young man doing walking so fast, but he bumped into my slave's house!"

Lu Xiao was slapped in the face by a handkerchief stained with powder, and looked over in a daze. A girl who was as tall and burly as a man twisted her waist delicately, and blamed her softly.

"……Feel sorry."

Lu Xiao ran away.

The girl was still waving her handkerchief and said in a loud voice: "My lord, you can walk slowly, don't hurt anyone."

Lu Xiao turned around with a smile on his face and thanked him.

When he caught up with Ye Wuchen, he was already sitting next to the wonton stand, hugging a spirit rabbit, eating the steaming chaos, without any anger on his face.

Lu Xiao: "..."

In the past three years, whenever Ye Wuchen came across a market, he would eat all the food stalls on that street.

But he is not a person who loves to eat, even passing through those deep mountains and old forests, when Lu Xiao eats some wild game, Ye Wuchen will be puzzled: "Doesn't a cultivator not need to eat?"

Lu Xiao wanted to say, if you have the ability, don't visit every food stall!

"I made a bowl for you too." Ye Wuchen turned his head and glanced at him, then continued to eat.

Lu Xiao was speechless, he still wanted to eat, he sat across from Ye Wuchen, took a few wontons into his mouth, and spat them out as expected.

Sticking out his tongue, he grabbed a cup of herbal tea on the table and drank it down.

Ye Wuchen said: "The wontons that just arrived are a little hot."

Lu Xiao complained: "You didn't say it earlier."

He glanced at Ye Wuchen, a little curious: "Then why isn't your bowl hot?"

"Are you a fool, didn't you see me blowing?"

Ye Wuchen blew wontons while running along the fur of the rabbit in his arms. In the past three years, the spirit rabbit has gained a lot of weight and is a bit heavy to hold. It should be ready to be slaughtered...

Sure enough, I still want to eat braised rabbit head.

Lu Xiao saw that he was not very angry at the fact that he had just taken off his mask, so he talked about what happened just now: "Brother Ye, you are not ugly. I'm serious, there is no need to wear a mask every day."

Ye Wuchen said calmly: "Yeah, I'm not ugly, but I'm scary."

"..."

During the three years, Lu Xiao tried to persuade him quite a lot, but the more Lu Xiao persuaded, the more Ye Wuchen felt that he was comforting him.

So Ye Wuchen was very strange, even though he accepted the setting that he was scary, Lu Xiao still wanted to comfort him and relieve him.

Very puzzling.

Lu Xiao saw that he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, so he planned to solve the problem from the root cause: "When your apprentice comes back, you should talk to him about this matter."

"No, he will definitely comfort me. It's useless to ask."

Ye Wuchen ate the last wonton calmly, and gently pinched Lingtu's ears.

Two years ago, the little white ball with red eyes told him that it was going to sleep for a period of time so that he could take care of itself and not go out in winter.

When it wasn't there, the black-eyed white ball took its place. Ye Wuchen had been with the black-eyed little white ball for nearly a year at that time, so he didn't feel uncomfortable, but he still felt like he was missing a pervert... quite delicate.

Alas, I probably miss the little white ball with red eyes.

In recollection, Lu Xiao had already finished a bowl of Chaos, dragged him outside, wiped the soup from his mouth while walking, and said the same thing, "I think you still need to have a good talk with your apprentice."

Ye Wuchen was noncommittal.

They are now in the south of the Yangtze River, some distance away from Youzhou, and it will probably take half a month to go back at the speed of their wandering.

It is also unknown when Mo Yun will return to Xianjianmen.

Thinking about it, Ye Wuchen turned into a stall selling sesame seed cakes and sat down.

When he was an adult, he had a problem. He would never cook for himself if he could eat takeaway, which made him feel that the food outside was better than the food at home no matter when and where.

Except for what Mo Yun did.

So for this cloud tour, most of his thoughts came for the purpose of eating.

The biscuit stall was next to a study room. Ye Wuchen had just eaten wontons and was not hungry, so he packed a biscuit, put it in his sleeve, and went into the study room.

For one purpose, he wanted to see if there were still so many books written by himself and Mo Yun.

He entered aggressively, and after seeing the explicit book titles on the top of the bookshelf, he died instantly.

Lu Xiao accompanied him in, staring at the pile of books on the top like him, sneaking a glance at Ye Wuchen who was slumped, a little funny.

"Brother Ye likes these books?"

Ye Wuchen shook his head, didn't the book he wrote resonate among the people? Why are those stories becoming more and more presumptuous?

"Hey, brother Ye, those above are too explicit, these are a little better." Lu Xiao took out a book from the middle shelf.

Ye Wuchen glanced sideways. The title of the book was "Records of Masters and Apprentices to the Qing Dynasty II". He had seen this book in his study in Youzhou, but he didn't expect that the second book would come out in three years.

He felt that the book he wrote was probably in vain.

Ye Wuchen took the book without love, and opened it numbly. He wanted to appease the heart that was struck by the row of titles above, but he felt even more uncomfortable after reading a page.

The words in this book are cryptic, and there are no explicit words or sentences, but the above content is completely based on the book written by Ye Wuchen.

To put it simply, he misinterpreted all the meaning of Ye Wuchen's book.

This book gives every sentence and every word in "Records of the Qing Dynasty" an explanation that makes people daydream, and every explanation is so reasonable that people can't find a mistake.

Ye Wuchen wanted to die already.

He skipped some content in the middle, and turned directly to the last page, and saw that the postscript was written on that page-this book is a collection of annotations for "Zhi Qing Ji Shi", which is only a personal guess.

Ye Wuchen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The owner of the study saw that he was holding this book all the time, so he came over to sell it: "Master, you have a good eye. This book is the best one we sell here. It doesn't cost much, you might as well buy it." Go home and watch?"

Ye Wuchen didn't know what expression to use to face him anymore, his mind was full of the words "best seller".

Didn't many people read this book, and didn't the book he wrote have the effect of fueling the flames?

Thinking of his original intention of writing that book, Ye Wuchen was in a bad mood.

"...I bought them all."

He got hotheaded and said such a sentence.

The boss stared at the cold mask and didn't know what he meant, so he could only tell the truth: "My lord, this is only the last copy."

Ye Wuchen almost fainted.

So how many people misinterpreted his book?

Seeing him pursing his lips, the boss thought that he really liked the book and wanted to buy some back for collection, so he added: "This book is not only sold at my house, there are dozens of other study rooms in the south of the Yangtze River that sell this book. You can go to those places and have a look."

Ye Wuchen supported Lu Xiao's shoulders to stand firm.

In the end, he bought the book for ten yuan, and kept it in his arms all the way, his lips turning white.

Passing through the crowd and walking to the side of the river, Ye Wuchen found a remote place and threw the book on the ground, stomped his feet a few times, squatted down on the ground and roughly tore up the book as if he was still angry , and rolled up his sleeves and threw a few spells on the damaged pages inside, until the intact book was reduced to dust.

Lu Xiao watched in horror.

He anxiously thought, what would happen if Brother Ye found out that he wrote the book, he would definitely chop himself up...

It's over, it's over, should he run first?

Ye Wuchen was still angry after destroying a book, and angrily punched the tree, folding the thick willow tree in half.

With a bang, the tree fell.

Fortunately, in the Jiangnan market today, except for a few trackers in the distance, no one is strolling by the river.

For a long time, Ye Wuchen sighed, and poured wood-type spiritual power into the innocent tree. After a while, new shoots sprang out from the broken part of the tree, and they grew upwards, becoming as tall as before. the height of.

As for the broken log that fell on the ground, Ye Wuchen chopped it into pieces and placed it around the tree as nourishment.

Lu Xiao shrank to the side and shivered.

"Ye, Brother Ye..."

"Ok?"

Ye Wuchen let out a bad breath from the bottom of his heart, and walked towards him with an unsteady expression.

Lu Xiao didn't dare to move.

Ye Wuchen was a little baffled by his stiffness. After thinking for a while, he felt that he might have been frightened by his actions just now.

So, he explained: "I wrote "Zhi Qing Ji Shi", but the author of that book completely misunderstood what I meant, and I couldn't be more angry."

After he finished speaking, he walked in the direction of Youzhou. Lu Xiao stood there stupidly for a while, and hurriedly followed.

Lu Xiao swallowed, thinking back to Ye Wuchen's words, he suddenly shuddered, "Brother Ye said, you wrote "Zhi Qing Ji Shi"?"

Ye Wuchen said: "Yeah, I originally wanted to use this book to suppress the rumors and gossips among the people, but I didn't expect the spread to be more presumptuous."

He walked slowly, intentionally admiring the scenery on the side of the road. When he walked out of the Jiangnan market, he was on the street of Shuiliu. There were green lotuses growing in the river, with round drops of water falling on the top and tender pink lotus underneath.

The houses on both sides look like white walls and black tiles, and some slippery moss grows on the base of the walls, and also grows in the gaps between the bluestone slabs, which is pleasing to the eye and contented.

It's summer now, and the sun climbed to the top of the head, so Ye Wuchen took off his mask and put on a bamboo hat to block the hot sun.

Lu Xiao counted with his fingers beside him that if he told Ye Wuchen the truth, he would have broken several bones.

Finally, he decided to tap the side first.

"Brother Ye, what will happen if you find the author of that book?"

Ye Wuchen supported the bamboo hat and thought for a while, and said: "It can't be done, but I will still be a little angry." Yuxi's team organized it, so stay tuned.

The author of that book is probably a mortal, and he may want to get closer to the life of a cultivator by writing a book, although he doesn't like it, and even hates the book he wrote.

Lu Xiao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Well, his writing is good, and I can't blame him."

Lu Xiao rubbed his hands and stood in front of Ye Wuchen. He was so excited that he almost knelt down: "Brother Ye, you are such a good person! If this is the case, then I will not hide it from you. In fact, the author of that book is Me, I think Brother Ye will not blame me if there are a lot of them, right?"

Ye Wuchen blinked, tilted his head and stared at him, the white gauze on the bamboo hat was tilted, but he still couldn't see the expression of the person inside.

He said, "Is that really you?"

Lu Xiao suddenly regretted saying it, but after thinking for a moment, he admitted it again with a frank and lenient mentality, until the person opposite him didn't speak for a long time, he looked down at the snow-white sword in Ye Wuchen's hand, and walked away. run.

"Brother Ye, you are lying! You said that nothing will happen! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

However, at this moment, everyone here is still at the market, only a few children stay at home, they not only ignored Lu Xiao's cries for help, but applauded instead: "Brother, come on!"

A gust of wind blew up, and the children only felt a white afterimage flashing in front of their eyes. When they looked again, they saw wicker fluttering, the river swaying, and the lotus leaves on the bank tilted slightly, still protecting the delicate water hibiscus underneath.