Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

On the top of the clouds, in the domed white palace, Qing Jun was hard at work in a pile of paper documents.

A small white ball floated in unsteadily and landed on the pile of papers on the table. It stared at the top of Qing Jun's head and said, "Have you found it yet?"

Qing Jun shook his head, looked up at the little white ball, and frowned instantly: "Your soul is incomplete now, don't keep running to the main temple, or you won't be able to bear it when the soul merges."

"nagging."

The little white ball floated to the table impatiently, looking at the paper documents.

What was written on the paper were all the problems that occurred in various planes, and the executors sent out, it returned to the pile of paper after a glance, and asked Qing Jun in a scrutinizing tone: "Have you found Master's system yet? "

Qing Jun shook his head guiltily, and then immediately regained his composure.

"You still said, the Lord God let you go down to find Ye Wuchen, I have to do your work together, and let me look for this and that!"

The little white ball glared at him: "This is your fault."

Qingjun choked, and silently repented in his heart.

Ye Wuchen's system was created indiscriminately when he was drunk. I remember that he made a contract with a death-seeking human being, and then randomly found a dead person to bind his soul.

That unlucky guy is Ye Wuchen.

"But what is certain is that Ye Wuchen's system comes from the same time and space as him."

Qing Jun put down the work in his hands, held his chin and looked at the little white ball, and said slowly: "It's a pity that the system can't be removed during the mission, otherwise you can search in the plane if you know what he looks like."

"But..." Little Baiqiu stared into Qingjun's eyes, a little puzzled: "That person has no face."

"What!" Qing Jun suddenly jumped up from his seat, accidentally stepped on the corner of his clothes, and flipped upside down on the stool.

He scratched the table, looked at the little white ball tremblingly, and said in horror: "Then, didn't I create a wild system?"

The little white ball opened its eyes wide, staring at him in disbelief.

A wild system is an illegal system. This kind of system does whatever it takes to complete the task, and even the host's life can be taken into it.

In an instant, the little white ball panicked, even forgot to be angry, and spun around in a daze: "Then, the master..."

"Probably hopeless?"

Qing Jun got under the table, not daring to look directly into the little white ball's eyes.

But Xiaobaiqiu refused to let him go, rushed to him, and said eagerly: "Didn't I already dismantle several illegal systems? How do I dismantle the bound ones?"

When he was working on the system before, he also encountered several illegal systems looking for hosts everywhere. After being reminded by Qing Jun, he arrested those illegal systems and dismantled them.

However, the system bound to the host cannot be dismantled indiscriminately, let alone an illegal system with messy data.

Qing Jun turned his back, biting his fingers anxiously, and finally sighed: "Let's not talk about how strong the system created by the Lord God is, just because it binds the host, it cannot be forcibly demolished."

The little white ball landed on the ground, was stunned for a while, and said, "Is that the only way to suppress it?"

A gust of wind came from the gate of the palace, blowing off the paper and pressing down the little white ball, the paper full of words trembled a little.

Qing Jun turned his head and glanced, sighed: "I'll ask the Lord God, there should be other ways."

The Lord Lord is very concerned about Ye Wuchen's matter, so he should be able to find out some solutions.

……

It was rainy in spring, so Ye Wuchen closed the doors and windows tightly, listening to the patter of rain outside.

He'd still love the rain if it wasn't so cold.

And the little white ball came out with difficulty, hugged his neck and cried hard, he comforted him for a long time before coaxing it well, then the little white ball ran into Ye Wuchen's sleeve sobbing and stayed there.

Ye Wuchen looked into the drowsy little white ball in his sleeve, and when it finally fell asleep, he carried it to the bed and gently touched its soft fur.

The past two days in the bamboo house were quite leisurely, but the disciples of the Xianqi sect could not be quiet for a moment.

Tang Wanfeng approached him twice, the first time he came alone, saying that he wanted to ask him about formation techniques.

The second time I came with Luo Xianling, the two of them stammered for a long time without saying anything, when Ye Wuchen was about to ask for clarification, the two of them ran away in a hurry.

Ye Wuchen stared at the little white ball for a while, then went to the table and lay down on his stomach, gnawing on the peach blossom cake Mo Yun left on the table.

He suddenly thought of the Immortal Emperor.

According to Xiao Baiqiu, the Immortal Emperor is a short-term executor, but the Immortal Emperor said that he came to find his old friend.

He had seen the paintings of the Immortal Emperor, and it was inevitable that the Immortal Emperor's old man was male and female, and it was inevitable to be emotional with such a face.

It's just two men... Is it the broken sleeve that Mo Yun said?

Mo Yun made up the meaning of this word for him two days ago, because Mo Yun blushed like a fire at that time, Ye Wuchen also remembered it deeply.

In modern times, he deliberately avoids love, and his understanding of certain words is also a little off. Therefore, when Mo Yun blushed and gave him an explanation similar to "enlightenment education", Ye Wuchen also felt a little ashamed.

In the sky, Mo Yun has already opened the door, and walked in with a dripping umbrella.

"Master."

Ye Wuchen came back to his senses, smiled at him, stared at his slightly wet hair, and asked, "Why are you wet?"

Mo Yun didn't answer, he staggered slightly, let the three people behind him come in, and then closed the door.

The three people were Luo Xianling, Luo Xiaopiao, and Tang Wanfeng. They all had some signs of getting wet, and Luo Xiaopiao was relatively tidy.

But Luo Xiaopiao's eyes were dim with tears, he firmly grasped Luo Xianling's sleeve, trembling all over.

Tang Wanfeng straightened the wet black hair on his forehead, stepped forward and said, "Master Ye Xian."

Ye Wuchen got up quickly and asked a few people to sit down first, "What's wrong?"

Luo Xianling lost her former vitality, and comforted Luo Xiaopiao beside her sullenly, while Tang Wanfeng just sat there, hesitating to speak.

The children sat quietly, letting the rain on their hair roll down their faces, lowering their heads wearily.

The only sound in the room was Luo Xiaopiao's slight sobbing.

Ye Wuchen sat across from the three children, handed the handkerchief to Luo Xiaopiao, and asked softly, "Did something happen?"

No one answered.

Tang Wanfeng glanced at him a few times, opened his mouth to speak, but still couldn't say a word.

Seeing the embarrassment of the girls, Mo Yun grabbed Ye Wuchen's sleeve: "Master, I know, let me tell."

Mo Yun looked at the three girls, then dragged Ye Wuchen to the next room.

Today, Mo Yun took Gui Sha to practice in Taolin, and accidentally met Tang Wanfeng.

At that time, Tang Wanfeng was sitting under the peach tree unhappy, and would look in the direction of the bamboo house from time to time, so Mo Yun withdrew the ghost, walked under the peach tree, and asked why.

"My sister seems to be in a bad mood, what's wrong?"

Perhaps it was because in Tang Wanfeng's eyes, Mo Yun was just a child, and he told him after hesitating for a while.

She said, "The Dharma protectors should check the bodies of all disciples."

Mo Yun was a little strange: "But what kind of disease broke out?"

Tang Wanfeng lowered her head and twirled a peach blossom, her eyes wandering: "Because Bai Yusheng——is the corpse you found in the ancient well before, and he defiled some disciples."

Mo Yun understood, but Tang Wanfeng felt that he did not understand.

She smiled: "it's nothing, don't take it to heart."

It happened that it was raining in the sky, so Mo Yun took out an umbrella painted with bamboo branches to support her, and said casually: "Sister, are you alright?"

Master often mentions you.

Tang Wanfeng shook her head and smiled at him: "I'm fine, but what should I do if those disciples are found out..."

"If they don't want it, then don't blame them. So what if we find out, can we drive them out?"

Hearing his words, Tang Wanfeng was stunned, and smiled a bit bitterly: "You can understand it clearly, but there are rules in the sect, you can't commit adultery before the age of 20, and those who violate it will be expelled from the sect."

Mo Yun tilted his head, "Who is Bai Yusheng? Didn't he punish these disciples even if he persecuted them?"

It was raining heavily, but Tang Wanfeng didn't plan to get up yet, and Mo Yun didn't bother to care about her, so he just moved the umbrella over.

"Bai Yusheng is the son of the former head." Tang Wanfeng sat with her knees hugged, and said sullenly, "The head promised the former head that no matter what ridiculous things this Bai Yusheng did, he would be treated well."

"So he is dead. Even if the guardians are reluctant, they must find out who killed him."

Tang Wanfeng sighed.

Mo Yun could probably figure it out, but he was still curious about one thing, "Then why is my sister hiding here, and nothing happened to you."

The guardians may have judged the killing as a vendetta, so they had to find out the disciples who were violated by Bai Yusheng and investigate them one by one.

But Tang Wanfeng was fine, what was she doing hiding here, she still looked at the bamboo house from time to time, could it be that at this time... she still coveted Master?

Although in her previous life Tang Wanfeng only admired her master, but in this life she was so close to her master, what happened if she couldn't keep up?

Mo Yun frowned, not wanting to hold an umbrella for her.

"I want to ask Immortal Master Ye to help hide someone."

Tang Wanfeng raised her head and looked at Mo Yun, with longing in her eyes: "My junior sister was...I want to ask Master Ye for help."

Mo Yun didn't look at her, his mind was filled with Ye Wuchen's gentle smile, and finally sighed: "Master, he will definitely agree."

Tang Wanfeng looked at him in surprise: "But really?"

Mo Yun nodded.

The master mentioned Tang Wanfeng to him many times, no matter in his previous life or in this life, Ye Wuchen cared about Tang Wanfeng very much.

After a while, Luo Xianling took Luo Xiaopiao and ran all the way into the Taolin, Tang Wanfeng also ran with them, without even holding an umbrella, Mo Yun could only follow behind them, swaying left and right to call a few people Umbrella, got himself wet.

But right now, Ye Wuchen was drying his hair in the next room, Mo Yun felt that this umbrella was worth it.

Tang Wanfeng's room was very quiet, and the three girls were strangely silent.

After Ye Wuchen understood the situation, he quickly remembered the voice he heard in Gujing that day, and he told Mo Yun about it, saying: "Then the scope of finding the murderer will be narrowed."

"That kind of person deserves it right! If he dies, he will drag a bunch of girls into the water."

Mo Yun said angrily.

Ye Wuchen was noncommittal about this.

What Mo Yun said is reasonable, but there is usually a contract between the head and the head, and the one who is punished for breaking the contract is usually his own sect.

For Luo Qingyu to indulge Bai Yusheng like this, it probably means that the entire Xianqi faction has also been included in the contract.

He steamed Mo Yun's hair dry, walked to the cubicle, and sat down opposite Tang Wanfeng.Ye Wuchen looked at Luo Xiaopiao's eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and said softly: "The protectors don't dare to check on me, you just stay well, tell Mo Yun what you want to eat, he will probably do it."

Mo Yun who walked out leisurely: "..."

Luo Xiaopiao thanked with a hoarse voice.

"Master Ye Xian, thank you this time." Tang Wanfeng tried to pull out a smile, looking a little distressed.

Ye Wuchen lowered his eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that you can't help it if you hide like this. Can you tell me how your guardians check, or is there any way to avoid being checked?"

Although it is a world of cultivating immortals, it is still unthinkable to check whether a girl has been violated.

"The sect has a palm-sized purple feather. Hold it with your fingers to see if it has turned black. If it does, it means your body is unclean."

Tang Wanfeng became more and more careful as she spoke, and finally finished speaking entirely by looking at Luo Xiaopiao's expression.

"Is that so, is it to check the spiritual power in the body?"

"Yes."

Ye Wuchen frowned. There will be a layer of spiritual power flowing around the monk's body. He has also read in some ancient books that intercourse will indeed affect the spiritual power of the whole body, but it will not hinder the cultivation. How can there be such a thing in the Xianqi school? What about the gate rules?

He looked at Luo Xiaopiao, and suddenly asked, "Does the exercises you practice have requirements on your body?"

In the end, Tang Wanfeng shook her head, "There is no request."

"Then this door rule is a bit strange..."

It is inconvenient for him, an outer sect elder, to intervene in the internal affairs of the Xianqi faction, so Ye Wuchen still shifted the topic to the three girls: "Won't the guardians be suspicious if you just run out like this?"

"I made three puppets." Luo Xianling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her head.

She seemed to have cried too, her normally twinkling eyes were dimmed at this moment, her dark eyes could not see any emotion, the tip of her nose was slightly stained red, and her lower lip was bitten pale.

The puppet technique is the Cangsong School's unique skill, Ye Wuchen stared at her curiously, but she lowered her head, unwilling to reveal any more.

Ye Wuchen looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze. The two sisters were depressed, let them digest it by themselves.

"Master, tea."

Mo Yun put the brewed tea on the table, poured a cup for him with a smile, and put the three prepared cups in front of Tang Wanfeng and the other three, then obediently sat down beside Ye Wuchen, tilting his head Looking at his profile.

Ye Wuchen picked up the teacup, looked at the light yellow tea in the cup, and asked: "Then do you want the murderer to be found?"

"do not wish."

The three girls spoke in unison, some were gentle, some were crying hoarsely, and some were gloomy.

Luo Xianling looked at the cup, and suddenly smiled: "The one who killed him must be a disciple of the sect. The one named Bai deserves to die. Why give him justice."

"Then..." Ye Wuchen sipped his slightly bitter tea, "You have to keep an eye on a pregnant girl."

"I'm not sure if that girl was the murderer, but she must have had a lot to do with it."

Before the three girls were surprised, Ye Wuchen told them about Gujing.

"However, when Sect Leader Luo comes back, she will definitely investigate this matter. The agreement between the Sect Leaders is not a joke. The contract is set on the head of the entire sect. No matter how innocent the person who killed Bai Yusheng is, Luo Zhang The sect will drag her out for the sake of sect."

Ye Wuchen looked at the faces of the three girls and said, "I hope you don't blame her when the time comes."