Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Sun Quan's house is basically full of floating dust, except for the table used for eating, the wooden bucket for bathing and the bed for resting, the rest of the furniture items are more or less covered with dust.

This is the conclusion Ye Wuchen came to when Sun Quan led Ye Wuchen's master and apprentice to visit his house.

This wooden house occupies a small area, only one floor, and the kitchen is estimated to be more than 100 square meters, which is equivalent to a small apartment for modern people, and it is very convenient to clean.

After getting familiar with the wooden house, Sun Quan ignored them and sat down at the clean wooden table, staring blankly at the center of the square table.

Mo Yun was still very hostile to the little white ball lying on Ye Wuchen's shoulder. He jumped up and grabbed the little white ball again and again. After being discovered by Ye Wuchen, he showed a pitiful look of being bullied by the little white ball.

But Ye Wuchen didn't want to pay attention to these two people. In order not to let Sun Quan find out the abnormality, both of them wore their original clothes, but they were a little tidier.

He sat opposite Sun Quan, ignoring his pale and bloated hands on the table, imitating his appearance and staring at the center of the square table.

Taking advantage of Mo Yun's unpreparedness, the little white ball sneaked into the system space in Ye Wuchen's body with lightning speed.

Mo Yun waved his hands in boredom, sat next to the master, slightly raised his head to stare at his exquisite and unparalleled face, and then saw him staring at the center of the square table with a silly expression.

Curious, but afraid to ask.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the master cares about that white-haired pet very much, and he holds it in his hand to play with it when he has nothing to do.

The communication between the spiritual pet and the master can be done with consciousness, and the master will always laugh out loud on the wicker chair. He has observed that the expression on the face of the master will be rich only when he is holding that tuft of white hair. Whether speechless or happy...

Instead of always looking like a kind teacher to himself, gentle to the extreme, but always smiling.

Speaking of it, this should be the appearance of a teacher that I most hoped for in my previous life - who would teach me gently, would favor me more, and would also maintain the distance between master and apprentice.

This is the most normal way of getting along with master and apprentice.

The relationship between Yuxi and Lu Xiao flashed in her mind, she could laugh and play in front of Elder Lu, but what if she was like this in front of Master?

Thinking of this, Mo Yun felt a little dazed, confused, and had a strange longing.

"What are you two doing?"

Sun Quan said suddenly, his bloated and gray fingers tapped the rhythm on the table.

Ye Wuchen's neck was about to ache, and finally when Sun Quan spoke, he imitated the beat of Sun Quan's hand, and stretched out his slender fingers to tap the buttons on the table.

"What are you doing, I am doing."

Sun Quan frowned, with some disgust in his eyes, but the conversation suddenly turned around: "You really look like a girl."

"........."

Ye Wuchen resisted the desire to beat him to death, ignored his words, and said, "What were you doing just now?"

There was a moment of silence.

Sun Quan suddenly looked outside, and there was a crimson cloud in the sky, which cast a warm yellow light on the willow tree planted next to the door of the house, and the wicker swayed in the wind, accompanied by the red glow in the sky.

It turned out to be dusk.

"Wait for the meal." Sun Quan said indifferently.

Since Mianyu Village is just a small copy where Mo Yun and the heroine meet, there are very few descriptions of the villagers in the book. Mo Yun is covered in pain, and he falls into a coma as soon as he enters the village. When he wakes up, the family has already prepared meals.

So Ye Wuchen didn't even know what was going on in Mianyu Village, which was not included in the outline.

Hearing Sun Quan's answer, Ye Wuchen stopped his hands and looked at Sun Quan with doubts in his eyes.

The meaning of the inquiry is self-evident.

"Since the arrival of the gods, there will be a table of meals on the table at a fixed time every day, and each family determines the amount of meals they get according to their contributions."

Sun Quan lowered his head and stared at his pale palm, and said again: "I don't contribute much, and the food is not rich, please forgive me."

After he finished speaking, he lay down on the table, pillowed his arms, and closed his cloudy eyes.

The sound of breathing gradually grew evenly, Ye Wuchen swept the square table with weak spiritual power, and focused on checking the center of the square table.

There is a demonic aura on the square table, and the central one is thicker, and the requirements on the entire square table seem to spread from the middle.

After he came to this conclusion in his mind, he asked Mo Yun to investigate again.

Mo Yun has the memory of his previous life, and he has a good grasp of spiritual power. He did it once as his master asked, grabbed Ye Wuchen's hand, interlocked his fingers, and silently passed the conclusion in his heart.

This is a word estimation technique. Low-level spiritism requires physical contact between two people to convey it properly. Mo Yun's cultivation base is still low, so he can only use low-level spiritism.

Advanced spiritism is not limited by space, you can designate the person to receive the message, provided that person's password is obtained.

This kind of password is like a phone number. It can be explained that only the phone number of a friend can be called, but whether the other party can answer is another problem.

Ye Wuchen was only focused on listening to the words he sent, and didn't notice the apprentice's movements on his hands.

When he found that Mo Yun's conclusion was the same as his own, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but feel extremely relieved.

Mo Yun was still holding onto Ye Wuchen's hand after the pass, and lightly held his slender and dry hand under the table, not wanting to let go for a moment.

But he let go anyway.

Mo Yun folded his hands on the table, lay down and looked at Ye Wuchen sideways, his eyes wide open as if they were trapped in a puddle of water.

Ye Wuchen clearly saw three words on his baby-fat face: Please praise.

Not sure whether the longing on his face was fake or real, Ye Wuchen put his hand on his head and nodded in agreement.

Mo Yun's eyes instantly turned into foxes, his brows were soft.

Well, it really is my own son, as handsome as myself.

Ye Wuchen thought shamelessly.

All of a sudden, Mo Yun's spiritual power left on the table rushed back to his body as if he had been stimulated by something.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, he grabbed Ye Wuchen's hand again, and conveyed the message with the same gesture - the evil spirit has changed.

Sun Quan raised his head sharply, with a bright smile on his lips, he rubbed his hands expectantly, and looked at the square table.

There seemed to be ripples on the square table, spreading out layer by layer, and slowly, three bowls of sweet, soft and glutinous white rice floated out like a hibiscus out of water, and then pushed to the three of them by the ripples.

Followed by a crispy and tender roast chicken, a boiled fish lying in the white soup.

Roasted chicken and boiled fish are placed in the middle, and various other dishes are arranged around them.

Roughly, there are about a dozen dishes.

Sun Quan's eyes lit up, and he stood up and bowed to the two: "Thanks to you, I have never received such a delicious dish from a god."

The ripples gradually faded on the table, and the square table returned to its original smoothness.

Sun Quan didn't eat immediately, but rushed to the water tank in front of the door, put his hands on the side of the water tank, and watched the bottomless water in the water tank slowly rise up until his hands touched the cold water .

He cheered, and his words were full of admiration for the gods and gratitude to the two masters and apprentices in the room.

Almost at the moment when the ripples appeared, the demonic aura in the room soared, Ye Wuchen didn't care about the hands interlocking with his apprentice, but quietly waited for the illusion to end.

Sure enough, after the ripples on the table receded, the evil spirit also dissipated, leaving only a faint trace of evil spirit on the table.

Looking again, the food on the table was not a delicacy at all, the fish was stinking dead fish, the chicken was rotten meat that had rotted and exposed the white bones, and the remaining fruits and vegetables were all rotten seeds and leaves.

The delicate white rice in front of him also turned into a bowl of rotten and yellow leftovers.

But after Sun Quan came back, he ate heartily and ate deliciously.

He grabbed a piece of rotten meat that had turned black and had maggots, and told Ye Wuchen and the others to eat it quickly. He also generously picked up a piece of what he thought was a chicken leg, but it was actually stinky rotten meat for Mo Yun.

"The visitor is a guest, don't be polite!"

Sun Quan is particularly bold.

Mo Yun had experienced this in his previous life. In order to prevent the villagers from discovering the abnormality and driving him out of the village, he even ate some.

I just don't know if Master can accept it.

He took a peek at Ye Wuchen, and found that there was a self-blame expression on his face, and he was a little curious.

The fingers of the two were still tightly clasped, Mo Yun couldn't help it, separated the hands of the two, and scratched the master's palm with his fingers.

Ye Wuchen was frightened, he was recalling what Mo Yun did in the book just now, and scolded himself in his heart.

How could you do this to a 12-year-old child?

Feeling guilty and blaming himself, he felt an itchy touch from his palm, he almost jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

But there was still some movement, and Sun Quan looked over here curiously.

Seeing them looking at the delicacies on the table with complicated expressions, they thought the two beggars hadn't seen them, so they said loudly: "Ye Bai, ask your brother to eat! Don't be shy, this is the first time I have received the favor of a god. It’s rice and pickles!”

Ye Wuchen thought of the dissatisfaction faintly revealed in Sun Quan's expression when he was scooping water during the day, he didn't understand it at the time, but now hearing what Sun Quan said, he knew it in his heart.

Probably the loneliness of not being taken seriously.

He shook his head slowly, waved his hand, set up a barrier to cut off the pungent smell, and created an illusion specially for Sun Quan.

Sun Quan couldn't help laughing when he saw Ye Bai and his brothers finally buried their heads in eating.

"Our gods, that's the best, let us lie at home and have food!" Sun Quan said while grilling rice, some rice grains on his face.

Ye Bai didn't speak, just buried his head in his meal.

Ye Guaiguai and Ye Bai are of the same origin, eating like tigers and wolves.

Ye Wuchen watched all this through the barrier, feeling a little strange in his heart.

When I first wrote the book, I wrote about the main character ruthlessly, but now, he has entered the book and become a person in the book.

What he had written with a pen was right in front of his eyes, and the inexplicable pity and self-blame intertwined made him at a loss.

Mo Yun stood beside Ye Wuchen, looked sideways at the slightly sad side face of the master, grasped his fingers in the palm of his hand, and when Ye Wuchen lowered his head, he saw a smiling face.

Ye Wuchen returned a smile and continued to observe the situation outside.

At this time, the ripples on the table rose again, and two jugs of wine were pushed out. Sun Quan was about to salivate at the smell of the wine, but he pushed the wine in front of Ye Bai.

Ye Wuchen controls the direction of the illusion behind the scenes.

Ye Bai: "I don't drink alcohol"

Sun Quan: "Oh! Fruit wine, sweet, your brother can drink it too!"

Ye Guaiai smelled the fragrant wine, her face flushed a little: "Brother, I want to drink."

Ye Bai hesitated for a moment, then asked about the nature of the wine again, and after repeatedly confirming that it was fruit wine, he let Ye obediently take a sip.

Then he poured himself a glass and drank it with his head raised.

The cold wine flowed down his throat, Ye Bai brothers fell on the table, Ye Wuchen immediately removed the barrier, and fell on the table in the same posture as in the illusion.

So is Mo Yun.

Sun Quan walked up to the two of them carefully, called their names a few times, and dragged them away after confirming that they were unconscious.