Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Looking at the general direction, what happened in Mianyu Village is somewhat different from the outline. It should have been caused by evil spirits, but the reality is embarrassing.

There was also Meihu, who shouldn't have appeared at this time.

Thinking about it carefully, Ye Wuchen didn't do anything against the plot except he didn't abuse Mo Yun when he only came here. How could he find so many changes...

Ye Wuchen was puzzled, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Xiaojian, has the world been smoked?"

"Persist on the plot" system: "..."

The little white ball kept spinning around his neck, his fluffy body caused light itches, Ye Wuchen grabbed it, put it in his hand and ravaged it, the little white ball squeaked and screamed.

Mo sat in front of Ye Wuchen, controlling the direction of Yunchen, when he heard the movement behind him, he turned his head back calmly, seeing the master playing with the white ball in his hand, he couldn't help feeling angry.

He quietly cast a spell, causing Yun Chen to dive in mid-air. Although there was a protective barrier around each mount, Ye Wuchen was still startled, and subconsciously jumped forward.

The little white ball reacted quickly, and its fluffy body grew bigger in vain. It stood firmly between Ye Wuchen and Mo Yun, perfectly catching the flustered Ye Wuchen.

And snorted triumphantly.

It is facing Ye Wuchen, its eyes are slightly turned backwards——Little boy, can I not know what you are thinking?

Mo Yun, who was not hugged by the master, hated the little white ball even deeper in his heart, and felt that it was a stumbling block for him to be respected by the master.

Ye Wuchen didn't know the flames of gunpowder between one person and one ball at all. At that moment, the "stick to the plot" system in his mind suddenly said something unbelievable.

"The data show that the world has been reset more than once."

Because Ye Wuchen was thinking about the heroine, he just found a reason to return to the Tongfu Inn. The four of them landed near the inn. Ye Wuchen threw out the excuse he had given them earlier: "Go and return these clothes to the embroidery pavilion." Boss."

When you come to Xiuge, the proprietress will lie on the armchair and bask in the sun with her eyes squinted, her face is full of comfort, her cheeks are rosy and shiny, as if she has met a happy event.

Her pair of orchid fingers were still attached to a round fan, shaking gently in front of her chest.

"boss!"

Yuxi hugged a pile of clothes and yelled. Hearing the yell, the boss half-opened his eyes and looked around them.

Then Shi Shiran got up and saluted them generously: "Thank you, all the immortals."

After she finished her salute, she noticed the piles of clothes in Yuxi's hands. She laughed dumbfoundedly, took the pile of clothes from her, and turned her head to shout into the room.

"Luo Lang, Xianjun came to the door in person!"

There was a sound of chopsticks being smashed inside the room.

A white and clean man ran out stumbling out, with soup stains on the corner of his mouth, he wiped it carelessly, his legs were weak or something, and suddenly knelt down in front of the boss, leaning over to kowtow to her.

The boss smiled awkwardly at Ye Wuchen and the others, grabbed the man by the ear, and carried him to Yuxi.

"The immortals are here, what are you doing kneeling on me, you fool!"

Ye Wuchen stepped forward to help him up. After some understanding, he found out that this man is the boss's husband. The couple were eager to have a child. They went to Mianyu Village to make a wish a few days ago, but the man did not return.

The boss felt that this matter was strange, but he had some hopes, so he did not report it for a long time. This morning, the man came back in a dusty suit, and told the boss what happened to him in the past few days.

The boss was a little scared, and quickly informed the neighbors, but the man was not the only one who came back from Mianyu Village, and those who were rescued had already discussed the matter in various inns and teahouses.The boss was relieved when he learned that the matter was made public.

"You mean, almost everyone here knows about it?"

The boss nodded seriously to Shang Lu Xiao's eyes.

Lu Xiao suddenly grabbed Ye Wuchen's sleeve and rushed in one direction: "Brother Ye, everyone in Tongfu Inn should have been scared away, let's go and choose some good rooms!"

Ye Wuchen: "..."

The two young apprentices were left behind by their respective masters, their expressions still blank. The boss wanted them to stay overnight to repay his kindness, but she looked at the most returned clothes in her hand.

——I think the immortals are not bad for these small favors.

She asked the man to thank the two little fairies, and forced Yuxi to stuff some jewelry that is more popular now, and then dragged her husband back to the house.

When Yuxi came, she was holding a pile of tattered clothes, and when she left, she was holding golden jewelry. For some reason, she picked out a golden hairpin and stuck it on Mo Yun's head.

Mo Yun glanced at her indifferently, then pulled out the hairpin silently—I don't know what kind of beauty the master will wear.

Seeing that he put away the hairpin, Yuxi couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect Brother Mo to like things from girls!"

"...I'll go back and tell Master."

Yuxi's tongue almost got knotted, she thought about it, and felt that it was inappropriate, if she told Master Ye, her master would know if she didn't keep it clean, and a scolding would definitely be unavoidable.

"Just kidding, don't tell Master Ye."

She moved to Mo Yun's side obsequiously.

Mo Yun seemed to have never heard of it.

The two were walking on the street. The street vendors were talking about Mianyu Village. Groups of people occasionally exclaimed, and a candied haws seller acted as a storyteller.

"Hey! Don't you know, my little nephew just escaped from that ghostly place, where the villagers eat people!"

When he spoke, his eyebrows danced, his saliva flowed, his body swayed according to the content of the speech, or leaned forward or backward, attracting crowds of people to watch.

Yuxi failed at one plan, but made another plan. She squeezed into the crowd, pulled a candied haws from the stick with a thick top and thin bottom, paid a few copper coins and ran back to Mo Yun.

She handed the ruddy candied haws to Mo Yun: "Junior brother Mo, I'll give you the candied haws, don't tell Master Ye, okay?"

Same as that day, the crystal-clear candied haws was handed to her eyes, exuding the same tempting sweetness, but the person who gave it was different, Mo Yun just glanced at it and turned away.

"No."

If it wasn't given by that person, don't eat it.

The incident in Mianyu Village was made public, and the number of people in Tongfu Inn was obviously much less. As soon as he stepped into the door, Mo Yun noticed the white figure.

He sat next to Lu Xiao, sitting around a round table with several young girls, chatting with each other.

One of the young girls has an outstanding appearance and a gentle temperament. She looks at Ye Wuchen with admiring eyes and talks to him from time to time.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be happy to talk to that girl.

Mo Yun walked quickly behind Ye Wuchen and called out "Master".

Yuxi, holding candied haws in her mouth, thought he was going to sue and planned to preemptively strike. She almost rushed to Lu Xiao's side, with a guilty expression on her face: "Master, I accidentally put the hairpin on Junior Brother Mo's head."

Lu Xiao: "...You should reflect on it carefully, is this something that can be done accidentally?"

Yuxi clicked her tongue, bit off the last candied haws on the wooden stick, and scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

It failed to preemptively strike, but put itself in it instead.

She looked at the people at the same table with erratic eyes, caught a glimpse of the white deer stepping on the lotus pattern on their clothes, and decided to divert Lu Xiao's attention: "Are all sisters disciples of the Xianqi sect?"

A green-clothed girl who looked more lively jumped up and raised her hands high: "Yes! Luo Xianling!"

After introducing herself, she pointed to the girl in white on the left: "This is my senior sister, Tang Wanfeng."

She then pointed to the young girl in pink on her right: "My little sister, Luo Xiaopiao."

The Xianqi faction is a holy place for music cultivation, mostly women, and has maintained friendly exchanges with Xianjianmen all year round.

Lu Xiao took Yuxi to his side and sat down, grabbed her ear and taught her a lesson: "What does it mean to accidentally bring a hairpin to someone else? I think you did it on purpose!"

"Ouch—"

Luo Xianling laughed, half persuading, half joking: "I often do this kind of thing too, and Master always teaches me like this."

Yuxi continued: "Life is alive, don't just have fun! ——My master said."

Lu Xiao stretched out his hand and patted her on the head: "Damn girl!"

Compared to the hustle and bustle over there, Ye Wuchen's place is much quieter, Tang Wanfeng slowly expressed his admiration beside him.

"My master often said that Immortal Master Ye of the Immortal Sword Sect is powerful, brave and fearless, so I have worshiped immortal masters since I was a child, and now I am lucky to see a real person."

Tang Wanfeng looked at Ye Wuchen with a gentle face, admiringly, before he could answer, Tang Wanfeng saw something and suddenly laughed.

Ye Wuchen grabbed Mo Yun who was playing with his hair, and said to Tang Wanfeng, "Thank you."

"Uh, what is Miss Tang laughing at?"

Tang Wanfeng shook his head, and instead of answering, asked, "Is this little fairy a disciple of Master Ye?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce, this is Mo Yun, my new disciple—these are..."

Mo Yun lowered his eyes: "I know, the girl named Luo Xianling has already introduced you just now."

The master had been talking with Tang Wanfeng just now, and he couldn't concentrate on other things at all, and he didn't even hear him calling him.

He looked at the golden hairpin inserted into Ye Wuchen's head—to give Master a little revenge.

Tang Wanfeng smiled and rolled her eyes: "The apprentices Master Ye accepted are so cute."

Ye Wuchen saw that Tang Wanfeng was wearing a thick heroine filter, no matter what Tang Wanfeng did now, in Ye Wuchen's eyes, it was an expression of interest to Mo Yun.

He immediately said: "Why don't you get to know each other?"

Mo Yun grabbed his clothes in dissatisfaction and shook him.

Tang Wanfeng didn't know why he would say such a sentence suddenly. Although she intended to have a deeper relationship with Ye Wuchen, but seeing Mo Yun's protective face, she couldn't help but said: "Master Ye is joking, people and people The acquaintance still depends on fate."

It seems to mean rejection.

Ye Wuchen is a little numb, it doesn't matter, anyway, the plot has deviated so much, it is understandable for the female lead to reject the male lead.

It's just that Mo Yun will have to chase the heroine back by himself in the future.

Tang Wanfeng and a group of people are traveling, and in the afternoon they will set off to Mianyu Village to check. After saying goodbye to a few people, Ye Wuchen went upstairs to rest.

Before leaving, Tang Wanfeng kindly reminded the hairpin on Ye Wuchen's head that it was fun to see his slightly embarrassing appearance, so he stopped for a while and left.

There were not many people in Tongfu Inn, originally booked four rooms, but Mo Yun strongly demanded to sleep with Ye Wuchen, so Lu Xiao returned one room.

Ye Wuchen pulled out the hairpin from his head and played with it in his hands. This style is more popular, carved with exquisite peony patterns, and the body of the hairpin is carved with flowers, gorgeous and splendid.

Mo Yun followed behind him like a tail, and quickly closed the door after entering the house.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Ye Wuchen couldn't take his eyes off the hairpin in his hand. When he didn't wear it, he often set up a stage in the village. He learned a few tricks from the old man, and occasionally he would dress up as a Huadan to sing a few lines. The appearance of this hairpin is quite different from that Huadan's headgear is somewhat similar.

"Master, are you angry?"

Mo Yun looked a little uneasy, he was only focused on venting his dissatisfaction at that time, he forgot that someone as clear and elegant as Ye Wuchen should not like these vulgar things.

The hairpin fell to the ground with a clear and crisp sound, Mo Yun's voice sounded a bit chilly, as if passing through his neck, Ye Wuchen almost reinserted the hairpin into his head.

He picked up the hairpin pretending to be calm, and looked at the young man with bright eyes in front of him: "No, I just thought the hairpin was pretty, so I took a few more glances."

Mo Yun lowered his head and sat down on the round chair, thinking of Tang Wanfeng's gentle and clean face, her temperament was very similar to that of Master, but Master's gentleness was more deserted, and two people with similar personalities would probably be closer together. Let's chat.

"Master—do you like good-looking people?"

Ye Wuchen didn't speak, but his body consciously nodded.

Mo Yun looked up at him suddenly, his dark eyes seemed to be annoyed, his voice was low, and still childish: "Really?"

I don't know why, Ye Wuchen wanted to nod, but he felt that his nod might make his whole head fall off.