Master respects him by serving the devil

It was drizzling outside the window, the best way to sleep.

The two guest rooms are next to each other, Su Ye can hear the small voice from the next room through the wooden wall with poor sound quality, Bai Ruoyi is next door, there is no movement, maybe he hasn't got up yet, he is lying on the bed in a daze, Glancing out of the window, there was a layer of mist engulfed in the rain, wrapping around the distant mountains, making it hard to see clearly, the day was dim, and the room was also groggy.

There are not many inns in the small town. After searching for a long time last night, they only saw this one, which was almost dilapidated and in disrepair. Fortunately, it was still clean.

It's raining today, so it's not convenient to ride a horse on the road. I guess I'll spend a day in this small town, which is exactly what Su Ye wants. He picks up the way of getting along that he heard in Zhangtai in the past, and feels that time cannot be wasted.

When the sound of dressing and getting up came from the next door, Su Ye's ears twitched slightly, and she immediately got up and went to the back kitchen downstairs to make a bowl of rice balls with wine, served them hot upstairs, and rang Bai Ruoyi. door.

"Master, it's time for breakfast."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, and it seemed a little dull through the wooden door, but it couldn't stop its enthusiasm.Bai Ruoyi had just finished washing and hadn't drunk tea yet, her throat was a little dry, and she said hoarsely, "Yes."

The wooden door was pushed open, and Su Ye had a sincere smile on his face. It seemed that he was the candle that warmed people's hearts. Even the gloomy sky outside the window was not so depressing. He carried a tray and poured a large bowl of The fermented glutinous rice balls are brought to the table.

Bai Ruoyi has never lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, and he has never eaten sweets. In addition, he has no need to eat mortal food and has no idea about food. In recent days, Su Ye has made cakes for him in different ways. Just eat a dollar or two with cold tea.

In the bowl of snow-white and light soup in front of me, there are soft, glutinous and small white balls floating, and the steaming heat envelops a scent of wine that seems to be absent.

some intoxicating...

The boy in front of him blinked his eyes like offering a treasure, pushed the bowl in front of Bai Ruoyi, and said mysteriously: "This is rice balls made of rice wine, Master, have a taste."

Under Su Ye's expectant eyes, Bai Ruoyi ate the whole bowl of rice balls.

He doesn't have the ability to distinguish whether the food is delicious or not. He just thinks that these are just the necessary supplies for mortals to replenish their physical strength. …There is nothing wrong with eating worldly food like a mortal.

He got used to it, so he waited vaguely every morning for Su Ye to bring him some food.

Maybe there is a lot of wine mixed in the rice balls. Bai Ruoyi has always been incapable of drinking, and he doesn't usually drink, so he doesn't realize how weak he is. But after a bowl of wine, he starts to feel soft all over his body, unconscious It's a bit erratic, as if you're in the clouds, and you can't use your strength to step down, but the feeling of lightness is really not bad.

Later, when Su Ye asked him what, he didn't remember very clearly, it seemed like...

"Master, is it delicious?"

"Um……"

"Master, I will make it for you tomorrow."

"it is good……"

"...Master, it's raining today and we can't catch up, why don't we go out for a stroll?"

Bai Ruoyi didn't know when he agreed to Su Ye's proposal. When he went downstairs, left the inn, and walked to the street, he could hear the sound of fine raindrops rustling in his ears, and the wind was soaked by the cool rain and blowing on his body. Feeling slightly cold, he woke up a little bit drunk only to realize that he and Su Ye were strolling along the long street with Meng Zongzhu's oil-paper umbrella.

"The inn doesn't have any good tea, let's go to the tea shop to have some."

Bai Ruo nodded and readily agreed.

It was raining outside, which hindered their work, so many city residents stepped into teahouses to enjoy the leisure time in the world, drinking a cup of tea and listening to storytelling.

It was raining continuously outside the house, and listening to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, the storyteller inside the house mustered up his energy, whetted the appetite of the audience, and applauded one after another, which was full of fireworks in the world.

The two found a box upstairs and sat by the window. The story the storyteller was telling at the moment aroused a lot of scolding from the audience, not because they thought the story told by the storyteller was bad, but because they scolded the protagonist in the story.

"Traitor! Damn it! Be punished!"

"I wasted the cultivation of the emperor, and I deserve to end up miserably! I can't die!"

There were shouts and curses one after another, but the silver taels thrown on the copper plate in front of the storyteller piled up higher and higher.

Su Ye has heard this story before, but this is the second time he's heard it again. The updated story has made the protagonist even more hideous.

The story tells that during the battle between Emperor Yan and Chi You in ancient times, Hou Qing, a general who was originally subordinate to Emperor Yan, rebelled and defected to Chi You with "sincerity", causing irreparable losses to Emperor Yan's army.

Fortunately, it was Emperor Yan who defeated Chi You in the end. The rebellious general died in the chaos of the war, and his body was abandoned in the mass grave.

It is rare to have a storybook where the protagonist is not a positive image, but a character who is reviled. Su Ye can actually understand that people have complicated emotions and often have negative emotions that are hard to let go, but they cannot vent them due to some reasons. The protagonist's words are originally used to make people vent their emotions and make people reviled.

When the storyteller finished telling the story of the demon star Houqing, many people held their umbrellas contentedly and walked out with joyful steps.

Mr. Storyteller is holding a pot of money he has earned, smiling like a flower. If he wants to make money, he just needs to think about the mind of the guest officer and satisfy the psychological needs of the customers. How else does he need to care so much?

Su Ye felt that storytelling was becoming more and more boring, and it seemed that there was nothing interesting about it. He put a handful of nuts that had been peeled in his hand into a small plate in front of Bai Ruoyi, and said with a smile, "Master, what do you think of this story?"

"Right or wrong is up to you, reputation is up to others."

This is not the first time Bai Ruoyi has said this, he never seems to mind what others say, whether it is talking about others or him, he doesn't care.

The Banished Immortal in white was half leaning on the soft chair, and occasionally glanced out of the window beside him, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything. He unconsciously took the nuts that Su Ye had shelled for him, and put them in his mouth from time to time. one.

Master seems to be a little popular...

His master is like a cloud of smoke in the sky, caged in the mountains, and occasionally comes out of the mountain to catch the eyes of mortals, amazed, but he can't hold it tightly, the stagnant water in the mire longs for the cloud of smoke, use his own The dirty body vainly tried to carry him, but what he got was only a mirror image, let alone a scoop.

"...Master."

Su Ye's throat moved, and he finally opened his mouth. He seemed to be careless, but actually exhausted all his strength, and asked a sentence that he had been thinking about all his life, "I read that script, 'The world slanders me, Bullying me, humiliating me, laughing at me, despising me, belittling me, hating me, lying to me, how to deal with it?' What does Master think?"

Bai Ruo took a sip of tea and asked back, "That depends on how you look at it. Do you really care what others think of you?"

"..." Su Ye, who was uneducated and used to it, was a little confused, but he actually cared, right?

He thought about it. When he was a child, he cared very much when people called him "little bastard". He was very young at that time and didn't understand what these three words meant. He only knew that when people called these three words, there was a kind of disgust. Looking at him, he realized that this is not a good name.

Later, he hoped that he could not be inferior to others, but he knew in his heart that those servants who called him cousin knew that his status was not as good as that of Zhong Xu, who was the eldest son. Well, it's actually a good thing to be disdainful, criticized, and despised every day, to be unrestrained every day, to be drunk, to be despised, and to be despised by others.

So what if he's gifted?So what if he was born suitable for cultivating immortals?It is impossible and he has no chance to contact Xiantu.

Some of those eyes and opinions were beyond his control, and the other part was intentional. He thought he didn't care, but when someone called him "waste, waste", he would actually feel pain in his heart, from the inside out. festering, the wound is not visible on the surface.

Bai Ruoyi asked back, "How do you think I am in the eyes of all living beings?"

Su Ye's eyes lit up, as bright as stars, and hurriedly said: "Nature is the best, Master is the immortal who saves the common people, and is a god who loves the world at the same time!"

Bai Ruoyi smiled and shook his head, "That's just the one-sided words of most people. Some people will think that I'm unreasonable, that I'm too harsh, and some people even think that I haven't done enough to save the world after all these years. Responsibilities of the world. At first, these responsibilities were set by myself, and then they became the expectations of others. If I do it, I should do it. If I don’t do it, I will make a mistake, be vicious, and be betrayed. The hope of the common people."

Su Ye didn't want to pursue the question any more. Hearing Bai Ruoyi speak out the grievances he had suffered so openly and without any resentment, he felt very painful in his heart, and felt sorry for Bai Ruoyi. The man looks so strong and invincible, but how much wronged did he suffer behind his back?

"Is everything Master does voluntarily for the common people? Will Master feel wronged?"

Bai Ruoyi shook his head, "Of course it's voluntary. I don't expect what other people will think of me. Why should I feel wronged?"

Are you not wronged?How can you not be wronged?

He was Bai Ruoyi's disciple, and he just stood by his master's side, listening, watching, and feeling, he felt extremely wronged!

How can you not be wronged?

I'm afraid that the person in front of him is too strong and has suffered too many injuries, so he feels that the small and dense scars in front of him are not so hideous.

However, Su Ye was so distressed that he suddenly had an urge to take Bai Ruoyi away and take him to a place where he could not touch anyone. No one could pray, plead, plead, threaten, or kidnap Bai Ruo If you do something dangerous.

Bai Ruoyi: "If you don't care about what they say, they won't be able to despise you. If you don't believe what they say, they won't be able to deceive you. What's more, there are thousands of people with different faces. It's not up to you to decide what they say about you."

So, is it because Master didn't feel the pain that much because he didn't care about it?

"...Then I..." The voice was very soft, Su Ye didn't know what to say, he really wanted to know if he was the one who could care about in Bai Ruoyi's heart, or if he was just a dispensable person.

"What?" Bai Ruoyi didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

Su Ye didn't speak, but bit her lower lip and shook her head, and hurriedly drank a cup of herbal tea to block the soreness in her throat.

Fortunately, if Bai Ruoyi didn't care about him so much, after he disappeared from this world, Bai Ruoyi wouldn't suffer for too long, right?The god will be the god who will never mess with the dust!

Wronged, if Bai Ruoyi really doesn't care about him, how much pain he will have, as long as he thinks that one day, Bai Ruoyi will watch him dissipate into the world little by little, as if he is a god without emotions, and then turn around and walk away. Go, still be his Tatsumi Immortal Venerable.

Just thinking about it makes Su Ye feel his heart ache. This is the most terrifying punishment in the world.

"You can care... what I think of you. My little apprentices, Su Ye and Su Qiming, are talented, kind-hearted, and diligent in their practice. They will surely become famous names in this Kyushu in the future My fairy king." The words were like jade pearls, clear and sweet, beating Su Ye's heart.

Su Ye's eyes trembled, and it seemed that it was because of the gloomy weather. The candle lighted in the tea shop flickered in his eyes, a little inadvertently, but suddenly.

The night before yesterday, he was unscrupulous and bold in his confession. Perhaps the phrase "like" he said in Bai Ruoyi's heart was just the apprentice's liking for the master, just like the master likes cold tea, just like he likes honey brewed. Same.Just as he was annoyed that he didn't speak clearly, and was about to speak again, the master hurriedly pushed him out of the door.

The door slammed shut in front of him, and his nose was ashamed. He stood at the door in a daze for a long time.

Maybe he thought he was abrupt?Or maybe he thought he was confused, so he couldn't choose what to say?No matter what it was, Su Ye didn't dare to speak abruptly again. Just one sentence had exhausted all his courage, and he didn't have the strength or courage to say it again.

That night, the two masters and apprentices stood outside the window under the gazebo and silently propped up a sound-proof barrier for their master to prevent the nightingales from making noise, and the other stood under the window frame inside the house. His own heart danced wildly.

Regardless of Su Ye's rude confession, Master treated him very well, unlike anyone else.Although the stomach is sour, the heart is sweet, and the strange taste is mixed with the faint fragrance of cold tea exuding from Bai Ruoyi's body, lingering and hard to dissipate.

Master, you gave me the sweetest honeydew in the world...

The author has something to say:

Master: I heard it, I pretended, unless he said it again.

Little Apprentice: He didn't hear it, it was so embarrassing, wouldn't it be abrupt to say it again?Forget it. Let's not talk about it.

Master: ………