On the Correct Way of Cleaning up the Villains

In the courtyard, the night breeze was blowing, and there were a few withered and yellow leaves mixed in.

Looking at the falling dead leaves, Ji Han's eyes glowed with cold moonlight, is his heart soft?

No, he can't be soft-hearted, because his heart has long been gouged out by that hateful master, and he has no heart for a long time...

Lu Xingyun was a little dazed, he looked at Ji Han who disappeared at the door, and recalled what he had said just now, he was sure and very sure that he didn't say anything bad.

So the question is, why did Ji Han leave?

Could it be that you are shy?

Well, yes, it must be so!

Lu Xingyun came up with a reasonable reason for himself to comfort himself, and took this reason seriously, then satisfactorily finished eating the "love" noodles prepared by his apprentice, then cleaned up the kitchen, went to the back mountain to familiarize himself with the exercises, and waited to sleep. When I got down, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Because he slept too late that night, Lu Xingyun didn't wake up at all the next day.

As a technical nerd, staying in bed is a compulsory course for him, but now that he is the master of Lingxiao, lying in bed is an anecdote that is rare in a century!

Especially when the apprentices had waited for half a stick of incense, he, the master, had no intention of opening his eyes at all.

Yun Qing casually kicked the stones on the ground outside Lingxiao Hall, sighed, and said, "Little Junior Brother, what do you think Master is doing? Didn't you say that you are going to go down the mountain to practice today? Why haven't you come yet?"

"Maybe it's because I can't get up." Ji Han replied in a trance, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Yun Qing shifted her gaze to the absent-minded junior brother, and asked worriedly: "Junior brother, what's on your mind?"

"Ah?" Ji Han looked up at Yun Qing, and when she saw the worry in the eyes of the person in front of her, she immediately shook her head, "No, Senior Sister, wait here, I'll go see Master."

"Are you going?" Yun Qing couldn't help frowning when she heard the words, "No, let Xiao Liu go. If you go and offend Master, I'm afraid you will be punished for no reason."

Speaking of Master, Ji Han thought of what that person said to him in the dim candlelight last night.

At that time, the master was focused and affectionate, especially those eyes, which seemed to be filled with stars, glowing with delicate and shining light.

Thinking of this, Ji Han said in a strange manner: "No, the master will not punish me, senior sister, you wait here, I will be back soon."

After finishing speaking, before Yun Qing could speak, Ji Han hurried towards the bamboo house alone.

Pushing open the door, Ji Han was stunned when he saw Lu Xingyun who was lying on the bed and sleeping with no manners at all.

Should not be!

According to Master's past personality, sleeping should be well-regulated.

Thinking of this, Ji Han walked to Lu Xingyun's side.

"Master." Ji Han shouted while looking at Lu Xingyun who was sleeping and didn't know what day or night it was.

As if he heard someone calling him, Lu Xingyun opened his eyes in a daze. After a brief moment of stupefaction, his eyes instantly regained clarity.

"Ji Han?! Why are you here?" Lu Xingyun sat up in panic. He was quite afraid of Ji Han, mainly because he was afraid that this kid would recognize him as not a real master. They will all regard him as a bastard who seized the house, and at that time, Shen Qianmo will be the first one not to let him go.

Master is afraid of him!

Realizing this, Ji Han's eyes froze, he took a step forward, met his eyes, and said, "Master, are you afraid of me?"

Lu Xingyun secretly thought that it was not good, so he immediately calmed down and said sharply: "Nonsense! What is this deity afraid of you?"

Ji Han's heart trembled. Although there was a mysterious person helping him, he was still afraid of his master in front of him. After all, the master of the Lingxiao Temple had many times higher cultivation than him.

But at this time, he didn't know where the courage came from. With a thought, he said with a serious face: "Of course I'm afraid that the disciple will tell the story of Master's delay."

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At this moment, Lu Xingyun is a little confused, why does the setting of the protagonist have nothing to do with his crazy and cool memory? !