Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Under Mo Yun's caring greetings, Ye Wuchen, who finally came back to his senses, pinched his earlobe, his expression was a little dull, and he murmured softly after a long time: "I, I had a dream...?"

He looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the bar on Mo Yun's head.

Nineteen percent.

Ye Wuchen was silent.

He pulled Mo Yun's hair, poked his face again, froze for a moment, then lay back on the bed and buried himself in the quilt.

What a hell.

Mo Yun dragged this suspicious little guy up, intending to ask, "Where did you go yesterday?"

Ye Wuchen blinked and smiled dryly, "Do you believe me when I say I'm going to hell?"

After saying this, he fell on the bed on his own, and glanced at the strip on Mo Yun's head from time to time, feeling that life was hopeless.

The one in hell and the one in Hui Mozong, which one is his dream?

After hearing his answer, Mo Yun suddenly got up and left, and only turned around when he reached the door, telling him, "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Ye Wuchen lay on the bed doubting his life, and answered weakly.

"it is good……"

He has to think about what's going on now.

In the afternoon, when Mo Yun came back, Ye Wuchen had found a chair similar to a wicker chair and moved it to the courtyard, curled up on it to sleep.The light that is not dazzling is poured on the bluestone floor, the light and shadow are slowly, very peaceful.

The person who just walked over took a light step, stopped beside the chair, stretched out his hand involuntarily, brushed his messy hair under the light, and lightly brushed the soft eyelashes with his fingertips.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be aware of his movements, shrank to the side, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Mo Yun withdrew his hand suddenly, then stared blankly at the red thread on his finger that had not yet disappeared, and continued to think about whether he was a beast.

The afternoon nap was not long. When Ye Wuchen woke up and saw that the surrounding scene was still in Huimozong, he could only temporarily accept the status quo. He swayed on the chair, jumped off the ground and dragged the chair back to the room, and then I plan to look for Mo Yun.

Then he searched around the house and didn't even see his shadow, so Ye Wuchen went outside. He heard some passers-by's conversations on the way, and he knew that there was an oolong incident.

There used to be an organization called "Hell" in this world, which was found out by Mo Yun.

Ye Wuchen instantly thought of his words in the morning, paused his steps, and hurriedly wandered around the place where dead people can go around. After a long time, he finally found Mo Yun in a certain meeting room, and he let him go after a long time. Those from the hell organization who were caught and haven't figured out the situation yet.

When the people left, Mo Yun sat on the seat and looked at the little guy who took a detour to find him, and suddenly beckoned him to come over, pinched his cheek, his eyes slightly curved.

"Then you have to tell me where you went yesterday? I was scared to death."

"I..." Ye Wuchen pondered for a moment, "I went to find my clansman."

He hasn't figured out the situation in the other world yet. He heard Mo Yun said that he looked for him for a day yesterday, so he can only guess that the other world is also real.

But when going back and forth between these two worlds, Ye Wuchen didn't understand the reason for the time being, and could only vaguely guess that the medium of going back and forth between the two worlds might be sleep.

As for that Mo Yun in Hell, he really didn't understand what was going on, so he could only put this question on hold and see if he could go back to Hell again.

"Looking for your clansman?" Mo Yun repeated his words, looked at him suddenly with severe eyes, and raised his hand to tap his forehead, "Can you be smarter?"

"Ah?" Ye Wuchen was confused and felt that this little bastard was getting more and more rebellious, so he took a step back, avoiding Mo Yun's hand that was about to hit him at any time.

Mo Yun didn't plan to hit him again, he just said: "Don't always reveal your identity outside, it's easy to be caught and sold."

He glanced at the closed doors and windows, got up and took Ye Wuchen away, and only after returning to the house did he start educating this defenseless little guy.

"Don't mention your clansmen outside, lest someone arrest you for interrogation."

Ye Wuchen pursed his lips, "No one can catch me."

Mo Yun patted his head, with a smile on his face, "I know you're amazing, but there are so many tricks in this world, wouldn't it be easy to lie to you, an unworldly little goblin?"

For a moment, Ye Wuchen felt that this kid regarded himself as his son.

What is this called?

Is the way of heaven good for reincarnation?

Ye Wuchen patted Mo Yun's hand away expressionlessly, "You are not an outsider."

After he left, Liu Moyun was alone in the inner room, and he suspected that he was a beast several times.

In the evening, Ye Wuchen silently glanced at the steaming mist coming out from behind the screen, and then looked at the pile of adult clothes in Xanadu, he was silent for a long time, but did not move.

When he first came to this world, his body turned into a boy, and the clothes on his body belonged to him. When he went to Hui Mozong, he also received the clothes of his disciples, but he didn't know where Mo Yun put him.

Ye Wuchen searched around the room, but couldn't find the place where Mo Yun put his clothes, so he could only hide behind the screen to tidy himself up, and then put on the clothes of Immortal Master Ye.

So, Mo Yun saw a little goblin with a dragging tail walking slowly in front of him, grabbing his clothes while walking, and finally sat on the chair in front of the window, biting his nails and meditating.

He couldn't help asking: "Your clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuchen replied: "I don't know where to put the disciple's uniform, so I will wear my uncle's first."

Mo Yun paused, went to the inner room and took out a set of clothes customized for the young man, put them on his bedside, and said to the young man sitting in front of the window: "Hui Mozong's disciples' clothes have some clothes that are not good for the demon race. Forbidden, I'll get you a few more sets—put them here."

Ye Wuchen looked back at him and nodded.

The robe that was draped over her body was loose and slid down to her shoulders, and she wore a pure white undershirt, which was slightly soaked by the wet hair, drawing out the arc of her shoulders.

The setting sun outside cast a layer of light on his back.

He has been staring at the bar above Mo Yun's head all day, but unfortunately there is no movement at all, and he is still stuck at that point.

He tried his best to hang around in front of this person, but Mo Yun's attention to him still didn't increase or decrease. Could it be that he was trying to trigger some hidden condition?

Ye Wuchen thought for a while, then looked back at Mo Yun, just in time to meet his gaze, the man coughed lightly, silently moved his gaze away, got up and walked into the inner room, "Remember to change your clothes, the one you are wearing It’s too big, and it’s inevitable that you’ll trip over it while walking.”

The boy sitting in front of the window looked down at the robe that covered his feet, and felt that he was not stupid enough to trip over the clothes.

A few days later, Ye Wuchen couldn't return to hell at all, and Mo Yun, in front of his suzerain, was stuck paying attention to him, and his life was only so moist.

Nineteen percent, this is the number that Ye Wuchen doesn't want to see the last time, but he can see it clearly on the bar above Mo Yun's head every day.

He wanted to beat the little brat up.

This day, before dawn, Ye Wuchen woke up, he opened his eyes in a daze, the surroundings were pitch black, only a little bit of faint light kept him from losing sight of his fingers.

Suddenly he heard a few birds chirping outside, he leaned against the head of the bed, sat in a daze for a while, then got up and put his clothes on.

Mo Yun fell asleep in the inner room, everything was silent, everything was still in the dark.

After Ye Wuchen put on his clothes, he got up and walked to the door, when he opened the door, a burst of coldness hit him, the autumn rain was bleak, and a few strands of rain blew over his face, not light or heavy.

The corrugated is dripping, and it has been raining all night before it tends to stop.

Even the sound of the door closing was cold, Ye Wuchen leaned against the door for a while, wanting to observe Mo Yun's attention to him.

But there was no one in the room.

Ye Wuchen touched the bed in the dark, but he didn't feel any warmth on it, so he had to sit down, thinking about what Mo Yun always went out in the middle of the night?

Speaking of which, the time he went to Hell was also at night. Could it be that Mo Yun slipped to Hell in the middle of the night?

This seemingly nonsensical conjecture was suppressed by Ye Wuchen in his heart, the surrounding was dark, and there was the sound of heavy rain outside, he fell asleep shortly after waking up, and fell asleep when he closed his eyes slightly.

The new world will fill Mo Yun's memory after leaving, so when Hui Mozong wakes up again, he will only feel that he just fell asleep.

Then Mo Yun saw the little guy sleeping against his bed, he was stunned, sat up carefully, then got out of bed very lightly, and got Ye Wuchen to lie down on the bed.

The two bodies collided, and red threads condensed on the fingertips again. Mo Yun's eyes reflected the reddish line, and he couldn't help but look a few more times before helping him to press the quilt, and left lightly .

When the sound of closing the door sounded, the person he carried to the bed opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and began to doubt life again.

"Mo Yun...where did he come from?"

This person seems to have appeared here out of nowhere, what's going on?

After doubting my life all morning and thinking for a long time, that seemingly unreliable conjecture was turned out and thought over and over again.Ye Wuchen vaguely made up his mind, and planned to talk to Mo Yun about sleeping with him.

It rained all night outside, and it was still slightly cold in the early morning. A gust of wind seemed to bring the rain that had not faded away. Ye Wuchen wanted to go to the meeting hall where the suzerain often stayed, but he was suddenly pulled into it somewhere. corner.

"I heard that you are valued by the suzerain?" There was a faint smell of blood on the man's body, and his voice was harsh, "Extraordinary talent?"

The world was dark after the rain, and I didn't know where this cramped corner was. I only had time to feel a burst of suffocation, being strangled by my wife, and my breathing was difficult.

It is a monster that lurks into the sect in disguise.

Ye Wuchen clasped his wrist, and his fingertips gathered spirits, turning into blades to pierce his flesh and crush his muscles and bones, but the strength of the man's hand did not loosen, and he pressed him against the wall with a strange force , fingers tightened inch by inch.

Shuang Jiang summoned it, but before he could make a move, he smelled a familiar incense, even stronger than the one he had smelled before.

The monster holding his throat stopped instantly, Ye Wuchen fell to the ground, but he couldn't hold on to Shuangjiang, when he heard someone approaching, he glanced at the black hairs on his hand, and immediately cast a spell to escape.

"Don't go there." After he left, someone stood in front of the disciples who wanted to check the situation. Mo Yun probably came out in a hurry, and he didn't notice the ink stains on his robe.

He looked back at the direction where Ye Wuchen was, and said: "This monster has a high level of cultivation, I'll take care of it, you guys go back first."

A disciple said: "But I feel that there is more than one..."

"So what?" Mo Yun glanced at him, "Can't I clean it up?"

The disciple's face was troubled, Mo Yun smiled, "It's one of the monsters with pure spiritual power, you think Hui Mozong has a spirit plant monster that broke in, and wanted to catch it to help your cultivation, right?"

"Zong, Sect Master..." The disciple turned pale with fright.

Mo Yun turned around casually, "Joke, there are few spirit plant monsters, how could they run to the world recklessly, do you think everyone is as stupid as you? Let's go, don't ruin your life because of that little guess .”

But that little guy is really stupid.

After dealing with the monster that only wanted to kill Ye Wuchen, he immediately returned to his residence, and he was relieved to see Ye Wuchen.

However, at the next moment, his heart was raised in his throat, he rummaged through boxes and chests to find a bunch of medicines and held them in front of Ye Wuchen, and then picked and picked in front of him.

With this posture, Ye Wuchen wondered if he was about to die.

There was a deep pinch mark on the snow-white neck, which made Mo Yun's heart tense.

"I..." He took a small jar of ointment, and applied some medicine on the extremely deep pinch mark without much thought, the question rolled down his throat, and finally turned into self-blame and annoyance, "Should I stay by your side."

The blue hair on Ye Wuchen's body has faded, he touched the wound on his neck, "It's okay, I ran around by myself."

Mo Yun looked at him with pity, "Wherever you want to go is your freedom, how can you be locked in one place because of the outside world."

Ye Wuchen paused for a while, without speaking.

"In the future, I will protect you well." Mo Yun finished helping him with the medicine, and blurted out a sentence, which was probably the promise made to him in his soul, "I want you to have a magnanimous journey to heaven, less evil people, and the best life ever." No worries."

The pinch mark on the neck was smeared with plaster, and Mo Yun used a few small techniques to treat it. After a day, it had returned to its original state.

Ye Wuchen was taken care of by Mo Yun this day, so he felt like he had broken his arms and legs, disabled and unable to take care of himself.

Mo Yun was completely relieved when the marks on his neck disappeared, and planned to go back to the inner room to sleep. He never thought that there would be a little guy behind him, and got into his bed without saying a word.

Ye Wuchen grabbed Mo Yun who wanted to sleep outside: "Let's sleep together."

He wants to see if he can go to hell by sleeping with this kid.

Mo Yun was in a hurry, "No, I can't."

"Come up." Ye Wuchen's attitude was very tough, and by the way, he used the sentence that Mo Yun used to rub his bed, "I'm afraid of the dark."

He didn't believe that this brat could take out a row of night pearls for him.

Mo Yun stood beside the bed for a while, instead of taking out a row of night pearls for him, he lay down beside the bed, "Then I'll wait until you fall asleep, okay?"

"No, come up."

Ye Wuchen was annoyed when he saw the bar above his head, and felt that it might have something to do with Mo Yun from hell.

Mo Yun suffered for a while, and could only sleep next to him, pursed his lips, and couldn't help but make a small request, "Then I want to hug you... is that okay?"

"Row."

As long as your attention doesn't get stuck on that point, anything is fine.