Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

After being awkward for half a month, Ye Wuchen agreed not to wear a mask in front of Mo Yun.

How could something that had been with me all my life be thrown away so quickly.

In the sweltering heat of summer, Ye Wuchen was lying in the Lan Que Pavilion, with most of his body resting on the flying chair, leaving only one leg dangling on the edge.

He sighed.

After all, if the secrets in my heart are exposed, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

What troubled him was how he was going to face Mo Yun.

But there are some things that you can’t think of after all. You have to practice to know what it means to be naturally straight from the bridge to the bow.

Mo Yun held the lacquered wooden tray and put it beside him, pinching his nose maliciously, Ye Wuchen held his breath and remained unmoved.

After a long time, Ye Wuchen said in a muffled voice: "Let go of your hand."

Mo Yun covered his mouth.

Ye Wuchen pulled his hand away from his mouth, got up and pinched his face: "Are you fat, brat?"

Mo Yun didn't struggle, but just put the lacquered wooden tray on his lap, and lifted the lid of the bowl, "I remember Master said that he wanted to eat braised rabbit head."

There are four delicious red rabbit heads on the porcelain plate, decorated with chopped green onions, and the red oil underneath is delicious and spicy.

Ye Wuchen didn't know what to think, stared at the bigger rabbit head and frowned, then said: "Mo Yun, did you kill the rabbit I raised for three years?"

At that moment, Mo Yun smiled, rolled his eyes, looked over, and said with a smile in his tone: "Master, I found that your mind was quite confused in the morning."

The bamboo forest is rustling, and the four seasons are green. At noon, the sun climbs to the top of the head, and the light shines through the slightly shaking bamboo branches, casting a faint shadow on the hem of the young man in white.

Ye Wuchen squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered that when he first transmigrated, he was also in Lan Que Pavilion, and the two systems were arguing in his mind.

But now, the "stick to the plot" system has been suppressed, and the two modes of the "Long Aotian Cultivation" system have begun to fall asleep.

Even the blackened apprentice has grown up and become obedient... It seems that he has always been obedient.

"Mo Yun, aren't you going back to the Demon Realm?"

Ye Wuchen suddenly reached out and tugged at the boy's clothes. According to the outline, he should go back to inherit the family business at the age of 16.

The boy didn't say a word, he focused on the gadget in his hand, and after a long time, he whispered: "Does Master want me to go?"

This was the first time that Ye Wuchen took the initiative to talk to him about the devil world.

Ye Wuchen said: "I remember you should go back now."

"Master didn't drive me away, so I won't leave."

Mo Yun kept his head down and fiddled with the things in his hands.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the yellowed bamboo leaves fell on Ye Wuchen's mouth. He blew it away, not intending to discuss this topic again.

After lying down for a while, Ye Wuchen got up and put on the bamboo hat skillfully, "I'll go to Xiaoyao Peak."

Of course Mo Yun will follow.

Xiaoyao Peak was still lively, but as soon as Ye Wuchen came, the disciples gathered in a group quickly gave way to a quiet road, walked in silence, and whispered to their companions.

"Master Ye is here again."

"It seems that the relationship between him and Master is really good."

Since the personal grievances were resolved in secret, none of these disciples knew the reason why Lu Xiao hid in Xiaoyao Peak behind closed doors.

Mo Yun followed behind him, still not taking his eyes off the things in his hand, as he was walking, he suddenly heard a voice from beside him.

"No wonder the folks will spread it like that. I think the only one who can travel with Master Ye is Master."

Mo Yun paused, then swept over there, and when he caught the female disciple who was covering her face and was infatuated with the man in front of her who didn't even show her face, a demonic red flashed in her eyes.

He closed his eyes, pressed down quickly, and took two steps forward to grab Ye Wuchen's wrist, "Master, don't you need a talisman?"

Ye Wuchen paused, and replied casually: "I want to give him a time to react."

Mo Yun mercilessly exposed it: "Master, have you forgotten again?"

Ye Wuchen coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Xiaoyao Peak is not like Zhiqing Peak, which is full of weeds or bamboo, but covered with white marble. A straight staircase extends from the foot of the peak to the peak. to another place.

Ye Wuchen walked in the shade, comparing his Zhiqing Peak in his mind, he felt as if he lived in a deep mountain and old forest.

Sighing silently, his Zhiqing Peak is obviously going to be built into a resort villa.

"Huh?" Ye Wuchen paused for a moment, not sure why he had this thought, and stopped in place inexplicably until Mo Yun took his hand.

The young man's voice was always clear, and it didn't contain any impurities at this moment. He raised his head slightly, took Ye Wuchen's hand calmly, and gently clenched it.

Although the man didn't give him any response.

"What is Master thinking?"

Ye Wuchen came back to his senses and shook his head lightly: "No, no."

It was also at this moment that he realized the hand that the young man was holding him. Looking at the seemingly endless stairs, he suddenly pulled the young man back and took out a talisman.

It would be hell if he had to climb this ladder.

As soon as they left, the whispering disciples talked louder.

"Master Ye seems to be in a hurry to see Master!"

"How did you find out? Hey, hey, that's Immortal Ye, what are you thinking about!"

"No, haven't you noticed Master Ye's apprentice, he looks so obedient."

"..."

Big and small gossip is something that most people are willing to talk about in any era. After all, there is always some fun in the ordinary life.

The so-called chat after tea, all you want is to have fun.

Lu Xiao's residence is like a brothel, and there are slender and tender women coming and going, with their sleeves brushed, laughing and singing, shuttling through the luxurious mansion, each in charge of their own affairs.

What made Ye Wuchen speechless was that at the moment he stepped into the Zhumen, there was a young woman holding a wooden tray with a row of engraved mahogany plaques neatly arranged on it.

She said: "Please let the immortal master choose a servant."

Ye Wuchen deliberately looked behind him, and after confirming that there was no teleportation formation, he told the woman why he came.

Knowing his identity, the woman put away the wooden tray, tilted her head and said wait a moment.

Then, she walked through the winding corridors with light steps and light skirts, and it only took a moment to go from one end to the other.

It's a monk...

Ye Wuchen rested his chin and looked around at the women who were leaning on the railing, and found a few familiar faces—the casual cultivators who were rescued when they were wandering in the clouds. A token sent them away.

It turned out to be here.

Just as he was thinking, a shy woman greeted him, Ye Wuchen nodded, fearing that he would not be able to see him wearing a bamboo hat, so he let go of Mo Yun's hand, and raised it as a response.

Mo Yun looked over suspiciously, staring at the shy woman, turned his head and grabbed Ye Wuchen's shoulder, put his chin on his shoulder, and rubbed the white gauze that fell on his shoulder, just like that.

Ye Wuchen didn't look at him, but sighed slightly.

This kid uses him as a pillow?

However, before he finished sighing, a person kneeled down in front of him with teary eyes, took off his white clothes, and cried miserably.

"Brother Ye, let me go, I can't eat anymore, really! I won't write anymore, I promise, don't feed me anymore..."

Lu Xiao tugged on his clothes without any scruples about the impact, and the group of women who came and went seemed to be used to his sudden epileptic behavior.

"..." Ye Wuchen wanted to help him up, but the elder who didn't know what to think of shook his head violently: "I won't eat!"

Ye Wuchen had no choice but to squat down and look at him at the same level, while Mo Yun, who had half of his body leaning on him, lost his support and almost fell forward.

Mo Yun froze for a moment, then squatted obediently beside him.

"Master, what did you feed Elder Lu to scare him like this?"

Ye Wuchen recalled that he habitually wiped away the tears of the tearful man in front of him: "Some pills."

That day Lu Xiao suddenly fell down by the tree and pretended to be dead after being punched by him a few times. Ye Wuchen was afraid that something would happen to this man, so he could only feed him pills.

"It's a bunch of pills, high-level ones, Brother Ye, I almost died in your hands." Lu Xiao was angry and cowardly, only dared to question, dared not do anything, for fear that this person would stuff another ten or eight pots for him of.

At that time, he only suffered a slight injury, but he was stuffed with dozens of high-level pills, his meridians were almost broken, and his whole body was almost blown up.

It might as well be paralyzed by Ye Wuchen.

After Ye Wuchen wiped away the tears on his face, he wiped his tear-stained hands on Lu Xiao's body, full of disgust.

"Let's talk in the house." Gutang leaned against the railing in the corridor and said with a smile.Beside him was a girl about ten years old, looking over here.

"So the elder is here?"

Lu Xiao: "Yes, I came to see me, and I haven't left after seeing it for half a month."

Gu Tang smiled, and while leading them through the corridor, he dragged Ai Ye who had been trying to pounce on Ye Wuchen.

Ai Ye is still dressed in red, like a butterfly obsessed with flowers, but caught by the old pond.

She hugged Gutang's arm coquettishly: "Master, let me go to find Master Ye."

Gu Tang tapped her forehead: "Don't make trouble."

Ai Ye pursed her lips, looked back at Ye Wuchen with tears in her eyes, Ye Wuchen thought for a while, then lifted a corner of the white gauze and smiled at her.

How to say this child is also the first person to say that he is good-looking.

Ai Ye was so happy that he took off.

This place is built in a winding way, with countless wing rooms, presumably it is for the women outside to live.

Lu Xiao's house is in the innermost part, with carved railings and painted buildings, quiet and elegant. There is a rose planted in front of the courtyard, which blooms brightly.

The door of the house was open, and before he got close, he could smell a medicinal smell. It was Aylin who was brewing medicine beside the rose.

He sat upright on the wooden pier, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, and always paying attention to the cooking of the medicine pot. He only glanced this way when he heard footsteps, paused for a while when he saw Mo Yun, and rushed to the ancient pond. He called Master, and then greeted Lu Xiao and Ye Wuchen in turn.

Lu Xiao smelled the bitterness of the medicine, wrinkled his face and put Ye Wuchen's shoulder on his shoulders, pointed his folding fan at the Gutang in front, and said bitterly: "See, you dragged your family to torture me."

Gutang came to visit him half a month ago, and by the way helped him adjust the spiritual disorder caused by swallowing too much medicine.

Lu Xiao was embarrassed and didn't dare to speak. He didn't know why he was so guilty until Gu Tang said, "Didn't you say we are friends?"

He probably knew why he was guilty, and no friend would hide from him for several years.

Before Lu Xiao's visit, Gutang had no acquaintances, he was cold and quiet, and he was a gentleman as calm as water.It was Lu Xiao who broke the tranquility and elegance of Gutang, intervened in his life, but wanted to avoid it.

"It's a friend..." Lu Xiao opened his folding fan, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Then why hide?"

Gutang has always been indifferent. He was originally a smooth piece of ice, but Lu Xiao melted him into water. He is elegant to Lu Xiao, but still a bit cool to people who are not familiar with him.

"Cough." Lu Xiao coughed dryly, a little embarrassed: "Isn't it because you have accepted an apprentice, I heard that you take it with you like a baby, let me, I'm afraid no one will greet you..."

The fact is that simple, he is afraid of dying in front of others and being neglected by those close to him, that is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Gu Tang raised his eyes, his thin lips hooked slightly, "No way."

Then Gutang took the two children to take care of him, as if he wanted to let Lu Xiao blend in.

Ye Wuchen didn't know about this secret, but felt that the man who was relying on him was in a good mood, so he pushed him away, saying: "I'll see how you are, you were really irritable last time, sorry."

Lu Xiao almost knelt down when he heard his last words, "Don't, brother Ye, last time you gave me the elixir and kept saying sorry, but I almost went to heaven that day."

Gu Tang listened beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

They went into the back room, Lu Xiao saw that Ye Wuchen was not here to feed him the medicine, and he returned to his previous foolish look, dragging the two of them and chatting miscellaneously, Ai Ye wanted to pounce on Ye Wuchen when he sat down, But he was dragged to death by Gutang.

The scene was joyful for a while.

The medicinal fragrance is pervasive outside, the rose fragrance is mixed with the bitter medicinal smell, mixed with each other, it is not abrupt.

Mo Yun was stopped by Ailin.

"Little son, when are you going back?"

Ayrin pulled him to the side of the medicine jar, watching the medicine jar while waiting for his reply.

Mo Yun sat on the wooden pier next to him, and took out that little thing to fiddle with: "I won't go back for a while."

Aylin glanced at him, and casually reminded: "Young master, you have the blood of the demon race in your body."

"..." Mo Yun didn't answer, his attention was always on the things in his hands. After a long time, he said, "What if I don't go back?"

"Your Majesty will fight against the Immortal Sword Gate."

These words caught Mo Yun's sideways glance, he looked at Aylin's serious face, and suddenly smiled: "You can try."

In the previous life, only Feng Yunhe was the one who invited him back, and it was because of Feng Yunhe that his identity was discovered, and even Ye Wuchen was seriously injured because of him, which Ye Wuchen didn't know about.

Feng Yunhe is only loyal to the Demon Realm.

Ai Lin stared blankly at the flashing Yin Hong in Mo Yun's eyes, he was silent for a moment, then said respectfully: "Your Majesty hopes that the young master can go back."

"That's how he persecuted my father back then, by my mother's life."

Mo Yun stared at the little thing he was tinkering with in his hand, smiled with satisfaction, then got up and patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, he strode away without looking at the unpredictable Aylin, nor intending to listen to his reply.

Ai Lin was stunned, as if he didn't expect Mo Yun to say that, he stared at the bitter medicine and let out a long sigh of relief.

For the first time, I am a little unconfident about the mission issued by the Master.

The inner room still had a faint scent of medicine. Lu Xiao was talking to Ye Wuchen for some reason. There seemed to be a lot of topics between the two of them, so Gu Tang held onto Ai Ye who was about to move, and stared at Ye Wuchen thoughtfully. dust.

Mo Yun rushed over in three steps and two steps, wrapped Ye Wuchen precisely, encircled Ye Wuchen from behind, his whole head got into the white gauze, and his chin rested on his shoulder.

"Master, look."

Ye Wuchen didn't care about his skillful movements, but looked down and saw a rattan chair the size of a palm standing unsteadily on his hand, feeling a little helpless: "You've been entangled all morning to get out Such a small thing?"

"Master doesn't like it?"

Ye Wuchen put away the little rattan chair, grabbed his red fingertips, and swept it with spiritual power before letting go: "If I say I don't like it, what are you going to make up for me?"

Mo Yun thought for a while and said, "Rabbit."

Ye Wuchen glanced at him sideways, lowered his head and poked his palm, and said with a smile: "I like it very much, there is no need to make it up."

Since both of them were hidden in the white gauze, outsiders couldn't see inside, and because the ambiguous posture made people daydream, Lu Xiao couldn't help but took out a pen and paper, and scribbled vigorously.

While writing, he opened his mouth: "Once Brother Ye is with his apprentice, no one else can get in..."

The excitement is beyond words.

In an instant, the room became quiet, and Lu Xiao's thoughts could be clearly heard.

After writing for a while, Lu Xiao finally noticed that something was wrong. He raised his head in horror and found Ye Wuchen standing beside him. Looking at the few lines he wrote, he said eeriely, "What is Elder Lu doing?" ?”

"No no no brother Ye! Ahhh help!"

"Didn't you say no to writing!"

Lu Xiao ran out yelling, Ye Wuchen followed closely behind, chasing him all over the yard.

Inside the room, Mo Yun glanced at Ai Ye who was full of displeasure, squinted his eyes and smiled, sat quietly at the side, rubbed the remaining spiritual power in his hand, buried his face in his arms, and smirked.

Gu Tang listened to the yelling outside and didn't care about it, but said to the young man in front of him: "The talisman I gave you won't be needed."

Mo Yun raised his eyes, a little puzzled.

Gutang said to himself: "It's useless, he's back."