Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

In the Taolin Bamboo House, the curtains on the bed were hanging down, covering the messy pool. Mo Yun was wrapped in a quilt and stared at the little white ball vigilantly, shrinking back constantly.

"What are you doing!"

"Why? You'll know later."

The little white ball approached inch by inch, his tone was so badass as a son who molested a decent woman, but that childish voice overwhelmed his arrogance a lot.

Mo Yun knew something was wrong, so he threw a barrier in front of the little white ball.

There was a light blue spiritual flow flowing in the enchantment, gurgling like a stream of water, the little white ball could only stop in mid-air when it saw it, and looked at Mo Yun.

After a long time, it said to Mo Yun, "Don't hide in there like a shrinking turtle!"

"I'm just hiding inside, what can you do with me?"

"You have the ability to come out!"

"You have the ability to come in!"

The two parts of souls from the same source just scolded each other across the air, using clumsy words, just like a scene where a three-year-old child is robbing candy.

"I won't come out." Mo Yun pulled the quilt under his eyes and looked at it warily.

"You trash snack!" The little white ball was furious, it has no spiritual power now, and the power of the main god can't be used casually, so it can only stare at the shrinking turtle inside.

"Hmph." Mo Yun snorted coldly, "Tell me what you want to do first?"

He knew it, it had been a day or two since this thing wanted to seize his body, and he didn't want to return to the soul space.

Hearing Mo Yun's words, the little white ball's anger rose, and the level of resentment was no worse than that of a bride who found out that her man was with other women. It roared: "You still ask me? Why don't you think about what you did! When you form a bond with Master, do you dare to tell me first, so that I can be psychologically prepared!"

Mo Yun was confused by his yelling, and finally frowned: "Didn't I discuss it with you? You also agreed."

I had indeed discussed with it in the Xiuxintang, and even told the name of the contract that needs to be concluded. The little white ball choked for a while, its jewel-like eyes flashed, and it suddenly turned around as if it was going to die righteously.

"I didn't know you were in such a hurry! I was poured by the spiritual flow of the master without any preparation. Are you doing human affairs! Are you a human? Look!!!"

Mo Yun looked over at it, suddenly couldn't control his expression, and burst out laughing.

There is a large area of ​​light blue color smudged behind the little white ball, the one in the middle is the darkest, and it is lighter towards the edge.

"What are you laughing at!"

"No...no..." Mo Yun waved his hand, then glanced at it inadvertently, and even smiled and turned his back.

He probably understood that the little white ball's soul did not possess spiritual power, so the imprint formed by Ye Wuchen's spiritual power could not be well controlled, so it appeared.

"Laughing, laughing! I haven't dared to see Master these two days..." Xiao Baiqiu turned back depressed, and fell on the bed limply, "It looks like mold."

"Where does it look moldy? Master's imprint is so beautiful." Seeing how pitiful it was, Mo Yun let the turquoise rattan chair slowly float on the back of his hand, and approached the little white ball.

The little white ball glanced this way, gritted its teeth and rushed over. As expected, the whole ball was glued to the barrier, creating a layer of ripples.

"..."

"...Pfft ha ha ha ha!"

The little white ball blinked and was furious, but before it could utter any accusations, Mo Yun withdrew the barrier and grabbed its body.

"Okay, okay, I'll use my spiritual power to help you suppress this."

It is now the beginning of May, and the outside is gradually warming up, and the golden sun is gradually moving westward, smearing square inches of red in the sky.

After Ye Wuchen sent the disciple back to his residence, he left a few charms and set up a few small formations in some remote places.

He squatted on the ground holding a compass, and lightly touched around the small formation with his fingers. Almost at the same time, the image of his fingers appeared above the compass.

Ye Wuchen nodded in satisfaction, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, got up and patted his robe, and was about to leave, but found a few people standing behind him.

"..."

He took a step back calmly, blocking the formation he had set up, and then set his eyes on the faces of those people.

"It's you."

It was Luo Xianling and Tang Wanfeng who came, and the two children stared at him with admiration. Luo Xianling jumped out first: "Is Master Ye setting up a formation just now?"

Ye Wuchen looked around, this is the gap between the dining room and the residence of the disciples, generally no one would come here, he frowned, and asked without answering: "What are you doing here?"

"This..." Luo Xianling suddenly looked behind Tang Wanfeng.

Ye Wuchen followed her line of sight, only to find that there was a girl following behind her. That child lowered her head, bowed her waist, and hid her whole body behind Tang Wanfeng.

As soon as he saw the child, his brows frowned even tighter.

Tang Wanfeng and Luo Xianling also participated in this matter, right?

"You two..." Ye Wuchen stood on the spot with scrutinizing eyes. He was about to ask clearly when the disciple behind Tang Wanfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and bumped his head against Tang Wanfeng's back.

"Junior Sister, are you alright?" Tang Wanfeng immediately turned around to support the disciple, catching her pulse with both fingers, "Why...?"

She looked at Ye Wuchen for help, "Master Ye, I can only detect that her spiritual flow has been invaded by external forces..."

Human life is at stake, and Ye Wuchen didn't care about the small formations behind him. He strode over and touched the pulse of that disciple with his fingers. Unsurprisingly, it was the silence Gu again.

He glanced at Tang Wanfeng, seeing that the bewilderment on her face was not like a fake, so he pointed to the field where the small formation was set up: "Please go there and help me guard it, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wuchen locked himself in the barrier to force the silence Gu for the disciple, and he placed the small compass beside him, on which were the images of Tang Wanfeng and the two of them.

"What happened to that little junior sister just now?" Luo Xianling walked to the side of the little formation and tugged on Tang Wanfeng's hairband.

"I don't know." Tang Wanfeng stared, his face full of puzzlement: "Just now, the spirit veins of that little junior sister seemed to have been invaded by something, and it was a bit disordered."

Luo Xianling was surprised: "It's not a good thing to have your spiritual veins invaded..."

Tang Wanfeng nodded, squatted down in front of the small formation, looked at the spell on it, and asked curiously, "Is Master Ye doing this?"

"I look like..." Luo Xianling nodded seriously, "Master Ye was vigilant when he saw us just now. He has never seen a master like that before."

"Maybe the two of us disturbed him."

The two of them chatted one after another, and their words were filled with admiration for Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen forced out the forbidden speech Gu from his disciple, supported her limp body, and asked, "Do you still remember who it is?"

The disciple looked at the man in front of him ignorantly, and it took him a while to react. He was taken aback by his serious face, and hurriedly backed away a few steps, lowering his head and whispering: "Master Ye..."

Ye Wuchen attributed her reaction to being frightened by his own appearance, he sighed silently, softened his voice, and asked again.

In the end, the disciple also said he didn't know, Ye Wuchen picked up the small compass on the ground, and looked at the two people talking happily on it.

"Then do you know why they came here?"

Ever since Mo Yun's accident happened, he didn't dare to believe in his outline anymore. Naturally, he didn't quite believe in the characterization of those related characters either.

"I brought them here... Senior Sister Tang is very nice, I want to ask her for help, but my mouth bleeds when I open my mouth..."

After listening to her statement, Ye Wuchen held his forehead, a little speechless about his conjecture just now.

Even if Tang Wanfeng wasn't the heroine, with her gentle personality, she wouldn't do such a thing...

He withdrew the barrier and asked his disciples and Tang Wanfeng to explain clearly, while he watched the twilight under the gap between the Hakka tulou and the eaves of the restaurant, holding a small compass carved with black jade in his hand.

After a while, Luo Xianling's angry curses came from there.

"Is this true?" Tang Wanfeng was calmer than her, she confirmed the truth of the matter, and was also a little angry, but she didn't jump up and down like Luo Xianling.

She bowed to Ye Wuchen as farewell, and then took the disciple's hand: "Let's go find the Dharma protector to uphold justice for you!"

Ye Wuchen raised his eyes, and was about to call Tang Wanfeng to stop, but gave up.

It might be a good choice for Tang Wanfeng to experience the slow-moving personalities of the guardians. Although she has a gentle personality, she is a sensible person. Therefore, she will definitely tell Luo Qingyu about this and let the head deal with it.This is much better than him talking to an outsider.

Ye Wuchen leaned against the low wall, a few steps away from the ray of sunlight shining through the eaves, because there was no sunshine, the place was overgrown with moss, and it was slippery to step on.

He paddled on the ground with the soles of his shoes, squinting at the ray of sunlight, like a big cat looking at the warmth but too lazy to move.

It is already summer in May, and the sunset is slow, as if still attached to the world.The color of the sky is like the crimson color on a young girl's face, it seems to be completely red, but when you look closely, you can find that it is covered with a layer of soft rouge.Can't tell what is true and what is false.

There was still no movement on the compass, Ye Wuchen hid himself, ran to the corner of the school field and leaned back, watching groups of disciples passing by.

The "stick to the plot" system has been suppressed to death, it will not jump out and yell if there is nothing to do, and the little white ball also ran away with Mo Yun.So at this moment, Ye Wuchen rarely felt what it was like to be alone.

It is really long-lost tranquility.

At this moment, it is the silence of a whale falling into the ocean, the tranquility of wind passing through an empty valley, and the loneliness of a lone glacier.

People live in groups, but Ye Wuchen likes to be alone.

This habit is innate, just like a cat, it is born lazy and indifferent, it can blend into the crowd and mingle with people, or it can withdraw without dust, proudly occupying the top of the mountain and becoming a king of the mountain.

There are sharp claws, but they are usually hidden. The cat doesn’t want to scare others, because it doesn’t bother to explain, and the bright fur is a way to deceive people—look, I’m so soft and obedient, how can I hide it? What about weapons?

However, it doesn't want to let its sharp claws hurt others, but it stabs itself cruelly-look, you are only pleasing to the eye with your glamorous appearance, who wants to peek into your heart, who knows that you also have a pair of claws What about sharp claws?

It’s just that there has been a change recently. Some people think that its smooth and clean fur is scary. These words make the confident cat tremble a little-scary, scary?

The compass in Ye Wuchen's hand lit up, and he stared at the image displayed on the compass. Putting the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together, he clicked on the compass, and a line that only Ye Wuchen could see suddenly extended in the air. Step on the corner of the eaves and corridors along the line, and finally stand upright, and tie up the female disciples who pushed people to the corner with the golden lock fairy rope.

Ye Wuchen took a look at the terrified disciples, walked slowly to the corner, helped the bruised disciple up, and gave her a bottle of elixir, comforted her for a while, then turned to look at those disciples The female disciple who was tied up.

"Take a trip to the guardian hall?"

His face was gloomy, still angry, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the image of the compass light up again.

Ye Wuchen frowned and looked at those female disciples, and said to the shivering disciple beside him, "You watch them here."

He pushed the disciple forward, turned around and wanted to leave, but the disciple was afraid of this group of people to the extreme, even if they had no strength to restrain the chicken, he didn't dare to stay by their side.

It can be seen how vicious this group of people is, scaring a teenage child like this.

The disciple carefully grabbed Ye Wuchen's sleeve, his voice trembling: "Immortal, Immortal Master... Don't go, I, I dare not, dare not..."

Her ten fingers were stained with black blood, and she couldn't see her nails clearly, but she could tell the extent of her injury by smelling the bloody smell. Ye Wuchen looked at her distressedly, and finally sighed: "Do you know Tang Wanfeng? She should now In Hongyan Pagoda, tell her to find her and go back to rest."

The disciple ran away trembling, Ye Wuchen looked at the images on the compass in his palm, layers of images emerged, and finally formed a seal with both hands, the light of the faint purple starry night condensed around his fingers, he swept down the thick black eyelashes, Said quietly: "Mo Yun."

Immediately, a white light door stood on his left side, Mo Yun poked out curiously, and when he saw him, he sweetly called "Master".

Baisha Green Bamboo is indeed a master-servant agreement, the one who signed the contract can call the contractee at will.

Ye Wuchen's conscience ached even more.

Fortunately, he didn't delay the business, directly copied a compass with spiritual power and threw it to him, saying: "Go and catch it."

After speaking, he flew out, leaving behind a white back.

Mo Yun grabbed the compass and looked at it, and suddenly said to himself: "Master is a little angry today..."

Afterwards, he looked back at the disciples who were tied up, and smiled brightly: "You seem to have angered Master."

"I'll go after him." A small round white ball came out of his clothes, and followed Ye Wuchen.

Mo Yun stared at the slightly bloody image on the compass, and coldly glanced at the bound disciples, but his voice was full of youthful innocence: "Everyone, please take care of yourself."

The setting sun is still there, the crescent moon has come out, and the twilight is hazy in the gradually emerging night. Finally, the black river wraps the stars and covers the sky, and the tiny light is miraculously not swallowed by the thick night.

In the Hongyan Pagoda, the four protectors of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum stood together, looking at the nearly hundred disciples escorted by Ye Wuchen with spiritual power, and finally, the protector Lan stepped forward, "What, what does this mean?"

Tang Wanfeng's face was full of unprecedented anger, she threw up her sleeves angrily, and released the video recorded by the snooping talisman, her usually gentle voice had a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"For such an imminent matter, you Dharma protectors still want to discuss it for a few days?"