Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

There is a meeting hall on Wude Peak, which is used to make important decisions in the sect or to educate disciples who violate the rules.

However, there are almost no disciples who violate the rules in Xianjianmen. After all, if they violate the rules, they can copy the rules a hundred times at least, and they will be expelled from the teacher's school at worst, and they will never have a chance to be immortal.

Ye Wuchen directly used the talisman to come to the door of the meeting hall. The open vermilion door was engraved with the words "Teng Snake Riding the Fog", and the situation inside the hall can be seen at a glance.

Xiao Yichun sat in the main seat with a serious expression on his face. On the left was the elder Lang Luan of Yulin Peak, his expression was still as rigid as ever.

In the middle there were two disciples, one standing and one kneeling. The standing one was short in stature but strong in physique.The kneeling one...

Ye Wuchen's eyelids twitched, he seemed to be his apprentice.

He politely saluted Xiao Yichun, and greeted Lang Luan very politely, then walked to the seat on the right and sat down.

Inadvertently looking at the person on the ground, it really was Mo Yun.

His eyes were downcast, his expression was indifferent, some dust was stained on his white clothes, and his hairpin was crooked, he was a little embarrassed.

The stout disciple had darker skin and weighed two hundred catties by visual inspection. His eyes were squeezed into slits by the flesh on his face, and his nose bridge was a bit collapsed. He was a big black fat man.

Ye Wuchen rested his elbows in thought.

There seems to be such a paragraph in the book, but it happened before Mo Yun was reborn.

At that time, Mo Yun stumbled into the Library Pavilion by mistake, picked up a damaged book collection, and was caught by a disciple named Bai Mi, who grabbed Mo Yun without saying a word, and brought Mo Yun to the meeting.

Due to the original owner's intentional embarrassment, Mo Yun couldn't argue with a hundred words, he copied the school rules a hundred times as he should, and was also reprimanded by the original owner.

After being reborn, Mo Yun avoided this disaster, and learned that Bai Mi broke the book, and Mo Yun was his scapegoat.

But now that Mo Yun has been reborn, he shouldn't be involved in this matter.

Xiao Yichun coughed lightly, pulling back Ye Wuchen's thoughts.

After recovering, thinking of Mo Yun still kneeling, Ye Wuchen said to Xiao Yichun: "Can you let Yun'er get up first?"

Suddenly, the voice of the "Persist on the plot" system sounded in my head: "Get out of the plot! Get out of the plot!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an electric shock, Ye Wuchen trembled slightly, and immediately, another soft and fierce voice came out.

"Follow the plot every day, follow the plot, and call the host a few times a day to make you happy!"

The familiar sound of fighting sounded, and there was a faint electric shock on his body, but it was not strong.

In the past month, as long as he treats Mo Yun better, the "stick to the plot" system will call him "Xiao Jian" back then.

Ugh……

Fortunately, there is still a little white ball, which is Xiaolong.

I saw Xiao Yichun nodded slightly, and a pure white spiritual force overflowed from his fingers to support Mo Yun. Before Ye Wuchen could appreciate the unpredictable expression on Mo Yun's face, he heard Lang Luan on the side say coldly: "Mo Yun broke The book in Zangshu Pavilion was caught by Baimi at the foot of my peak, with Elder Ye's attitude, do you want to cover it up?"

Ye Wuchen responded with a light smile: "Does my apprentice admit to this matter?"

Lang Luan didn't speak, the fat guy named Bai Mi took the lead and said, "I saw it!"

Langluan's face changed, but Ye Wuchen smiled, and he looked at Baimi sharply: "The elders are talking, why are you interrupting?"

Bai Mi was so frightened that his legs went limp, and Ye Wuchen looked up to the sky and sighed: "How did Yulin Peak teach..."

Lang Luan's face was ugly, but he didn't want to be suppressed, so he snorted coldly and said, "Naturally, it's more daring than the disciples of Wuzhi Peak who deliberately damaged the books."

"It's just a one-sided statement from an inner disciple. Mo Yun is my only direct disciple. The name Zhiqing Peak is not for nothing."

Ye Wuchen took a sip of tea and said casually.

Xiao Yichun also felt that it was impossible for Mo Yun to do this, but Ye Wuchen's words gave him a chance to make Mo Yun speak.

"After all, he is the only disciple of the younger brother, and his character must be good. Mo Yun, please explain carefully."

Mo Yun suppressed the doubt in his eyes, stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Yes."

"With the permission of the master, this disciple will go to the Library Pavilion every day to read the secret books of exercises. Today, when I was sorting out the collection of books in the pavilion, I was bumped by this person."

Mo Yun took a deep breath, made an appropriate expression of grievance, and continued: "The disciple saw that his book had been dropped, so he bent down to pick it up, but found that the book was damaged. I dragged and pulled it up to Wude Peak."

Ye Wuchen went to look at Langluan immediately, his face was gloomy, and he opened his mouth to refute, when Baimi yelled pale: "Nonsense! Nonsense!"

His legs trembled a little, and cold sweat dripped down.

Ye Wuchen sighed in his heart: This big fat guy can't concentrate, how can he fight the protagonist like this.

Lang Luan shouted, "Shut up!"

Now, anyone with a discerning eye could see Baimi's guilty conscience, at this moment Mo Yun suddenly took a step forward and said: "It happened so suddenly, this disciple forgot that Master once gave me a shark bead."

After speaking, he took out a palm-sized, shiny round white shark bead, injected a touch of soft red spiritual power, and lingered around the shark bead, several voices came from inside the bead.

"Bam—"

"This monk, your book..." This was Mo Yun's voice.

Then there was a rustling noise, with cloth rubbing and pages turning.

"Oh! You have ruined my borrowed library!"

After the recording was over, Bai Mi smiled reassuringly and said, "Doesn't this prove that you damaged my book?"

Bai Mi took two steps proudly: "Sect Master, Master, Elder Ye, you all heard just now that Mo Yun helped me pick up books but damaged the collection. This is a certainty."

Xiao Yichun looked at Ye Wuchen, his gaze flickered, and Ye Wuchen suddenly heard Xiao Yichun's helpless voice from his spiritual consciousness: "It's fine if it's just an ordinary book, but the books in Zangshuge are all one in a million..."

After Ye Wuchen listened, he subconsciously looked at the silent Mo Yun - he always felt that he was holding back a big move.

Just when Bai Mi was proud, Mo Yun suddenly smiled, and poured a wave of spiritual power into the shark bead, and said obediently: "I am impatient, I misplaced it, this part is the one."

The audio recorded by Shark Pearl was played according to the owner's will, and he never misplaced it, so he definitely did it on purpose.

Sending the enemy to heaven first and then throwing him to hell is Mo Yun's later revenge method, which Ye Wuchen is very familiar with.

He cursed the little bastard in his heart, and concentrated on listening to the two unfamiliar voices.

"Bai Mi, what do you want from me?"

"Senior Brother Xiao, I damaged the book in the Cangshu Pavilion..."

"It's broken like this?! It can't be repaired."

"How about that?"

"It's not easy, just find a new disciple to plant."

"This……"

"What are you afraid of? The new disciples don't have many contacts. If you go to the sect master and say that the new disciples don't obey the rules, just copy the sect rules a hundred times."

At the end of the sound, Mo Yun retracted the shark bead and said, "I bumped into it by accident, so I recorded it."

Seeing the incident revealed, Baimi felt as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, his face was pale and he fell to the ground. Immortal artifacts cannot be faked, and if you frame a fellow student, you will be expelled from the sect.

No school would want a disciple who was expelled from the sect, he is finished...

Bai Mi cast a pleading look at Lang Luan, Lang Luan frowned, he always hated people who cheated, raped and played tricks, this person is still his disciple, it really embarrasses him.

He lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and stood up as if he had made a decision: "This is the end of the matter, let the sect master decide."

Bai Mi only felt that the sky was struck by lightning.

The final result was that Bai Mi was expelled from the school, and even Senior Brother Xiao was fined to copy the school rules a hundred times for instigating others, but Ye Wuchen still found it strange.

Since Mo Yun used the shark bead, why didn't he take it out earlier, but waited for himself to speak.

In the eyes of others, it may be waiting for the master to support him, but...

Ye Wuchen looked at Mo Yun, who was smiling but not smiling, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and he suddenly had a terrible guess in his heart—maybe he was testing himself...

Leading Mo Yun back to Zhiqing Peak, Ye Wuchen obviously felt that he was in a good mood, and couldn't help shivering, so he called out the little white ball and rubbed it in the palm of his hand to relieve the chill in his heart.

Mo Yun followed behind him, and said in a good mood: "Thank you, Master."

Ye Wuchen tightened his grip on the little white ball, and said: "You and I are masters and apprentices, so there is no need to thank you, besides, you have done nothing wrong."

After saying this, he lay back on the rattan chair and fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yun followed him, his appearance seemed to be questioning but he meant something: "Does Master know about Duoshe?"

Ye Wuchen suppressed the tension in his heart, half-closed his eyes and asked, "Why are you confused?"

He looks lazy, like a sleepy and elegant cat, and he attracts attention even if he is not paying attention.

Mo Yun's heart skipped a beat.

"I just want to know, will someone as high as Master's cultivation be taken away?"

Sure enough, the suspicion came to me.Ye Wuchen thought silently in his heart.

"No, seizing a house is usually a demon cultivator snatching a mortal's body." Ye Wuchen said wearily.

A joke, how could the setting in his own book be unclear.

Mo Yun's expression was startled, and his mood was suddenly depressed. Yes, what was he expecting?Do you still expect to get a little warmth from this person...

Even if he is different from before, who knows what he is planning.

He returned to his usual indifference, bid farewell to Ye Wuchen and returned to the room, closing the door tightly.

After a long time, Ye Wuchen sighed.

It's not that he doesn't want to admit it, it's just that seizing homes has always been a method of demonic cultivators, and admitting that he has been seized is equivalent to admitting that he is a demonic cultivator.

And Mo Yun has already fallen into a demon, what if he drags himself to rebel together in the future?

At that time, wouldn't he be criticized by thousands of people?

Besides, he has already decided to fake his death on the day when Mo Yun is going to kill him, when the time comes to go to the fucking plot, he will be Long Aotian with Xiao Baiqiu!

The little white ball lay on Ye Wuchen's stomach, its black eyes turned red slightly, and suddenly called out: "Host!"

The sudden sound startled Ye Wuchen. He looked down and found that the little white ball had turned into a little white ball with red eyes, and he threw it out with excitement all over his body.

joke!This little red eye's sticky kung fu is not just for fun, as long as there is nothing wrong with it, it can pick you up all day long.

"Hey——" Little Red Eye was thrown to the ground.

Aggrieved, it floated up and leaned towards Ye Wuchen's body.

Carefully floating onto the armrest of the rattan chair, he said, "There is a kind of fog lamp grass in Qiongcheng in the west, which can repair your dantian..."

Ye Wuchen nodded, so he was helping himself, he rubbed Xiaohongyan's head comfortingly, and Xiaohongyan stuck to him again.

Ye Wuchen: ...