The teacher is a fish

There are ever-changing changes in the illusion.

It was clear that Jiang Shuyin was still chasing the master just now, but suddenly the scene in front of him changed suddenly!

Looking ignorantly at the beautiful mountain scenery around him, Jiang Shuyin thought to himself: Oh no!If you can't find them, how can you find Master! ?

The scenery here is very beautiful. There are tall and verdant trees everywhere, birds singing and flowers fragrant. From time to time, a few rays of sunlight seep out from the gaps in the leaves, and when they hit the shady ground, there are a few spots of light left.

It's beautiful and cozy.

Jiang Shuyin stopped, searched, and listened to the sound of spring water not far away in this beautiful scenery, but finally saw a white roof among the verdant green forest.

Seeing this roof, he was overjoyed, and hurried to it, and when he looked up, he saw the person who made him dream.

This person is Shen Qingshu, no, to be precise, it should be little Shen Qingshu.

At this time Shen Qingshu was about four or five years old, but even so, he was still wearing the same snow-white clothes as before.He sat in front of the wide open wooden window, which was so big that it was more than enough for a grown man to lie on it.

In front of the wooden window, there was a dark table, on which there were neat rows of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and he was sitting in the middle, holding a slender writing brush, writing on a piece of white paper with a serious and solemn expression. to write on.

Even though he was still very young at this time, Jiang Shuyin recognized him at a glance with that picturesque face and the blood-like cinnabar between his brows.

When Jiang Shuyin saw him before, he was always quiet and gentle. He never imagined that one day, he would be able to see his master when he was a child. For him, this was not only a profit, but a fortune!

Coming to this illusion, Jiang Shu pondered for a long time: This is an illusion, he does not belong here, so the people inside cannot see him.To put it another way, Shen Qingshu, like him, does not belong here, so if they see each other, it is very likely that they can communicate with each other.

But looking at Xiao Qingshu sitting in front of the window now, even though he knew that he was also an illusion, Jiang Shuyin still had some kindness and joy in his heart after seeing him, so he couldn't help but want to get out of the dense bushes and take a closer look. he.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to come out, a noisy voice came from the room: "Book, how is it written?"

This is the voice of a young man, the timbre is clear and sweet, like a silver bell.

But no matter how nice the voice was, Jiang Shuyin, who was hiding behind the bushes, hugged his belly and laughed: Uncle?Ouch, the name Master is well chosen, it can take advantage of others everywhere!

His laughter was arrogant and arrogant, and because no one could hear him here, he became even more unscrupulous!

It's a pity that Jiang Shuyin, who bent down, didn't notice. The moment he laughed, Shen Qingshu in front of the window frowned, glanced around indifferently, but retracted, and said to the human behind: "Not yet." .”

Hearing the voice of his answer, Jiang Shuyin bent down and laughed again: "You have a baby voice, so cute!"

As if hearing his voice, Shen Qingshu in front of the window blushed and stood up angrily from his seat with an angry expression.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, a beautiful boy about ten years old suddenly appeared behind him, put his arms around his shoulders, lowered his head and used the other hand to read the words he wrote.

"Shu Shu, your handwriting is really beautiful." The young man admired him sincerely, his delicate eyebrows and eyes slightly raised.

At this time, Jiang Shuyin behind the bushes finally had enough of laughing, straightened up, and cast his gaze to this side.

The young man with Shen Qingshu's shoulders around him was exquisite in appearance, with blue and yellow eyes, and a few beautiful red plums embroidered on his snow-white sleeves.

Jiang Shuyin saw that he and Shen Qingshu were talking with their heads bowed, but couldn't hear what they were saying, and behind them, two more figures walked slowly.

Seeing those two figures, Jiang Shuyin was so shocked that blood rushed to his head, and his heart felt even colder!

——Hua Xiyan, Bi Qingcang!

Even though Hua Xiyan is only seven or eight years old now, Bi Qingcang is only in his teens.

But Jiang Shuyin has been with them for a hundred years, so he is very familiar with these two people, and he will never admit his mistake!

Although he had already guessed that the two of them might really have something to do with Shen Qingshu, Jiang Shuyin never thought that they would be his senior brother, his own senior uncle!

Seeing them, Shen Qingshu raised his eyes and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother."

Seeing their peaceful reunion now, Jiang Shuyin's feet suddenly softened and he almost fell!

Jiuli once said: "The patriarch hated the person who killed his master very much, and Qianyang Zun and the three had joined forces to oppose him. In the end, the patriarch trained his senior brother to exorcise corpses and took the soul of the third junior brother. Lord Qianyang cast a heart-biting Gu and curse, turning him into a half-human, half-fish monster, and even drove him into the sea."

... No, no!

This information is wrong...

Hua Xiyan moves freely, if his soul is taken away, how can he, how can he be the same as ordinary people?

Although Bi Qingcang is several times taller than he is now, if he exorcises the corpse, the old ghost Baimei is dead, and who is he ordering to act?

And why did they hide from Shen Qingshu and bear the heart not to recognize him for thousands of years?

The emotions in his heart were like overwhelming, with all kinds of questions mixed together, Jiang Shuyin actually felt that their warm and beautiful smiling faces would be so dazzling, but also make people feel so heartbroken...

The night in the illusion is just like the real world outside, bustling and cool.

Looking at the stars and clouds in the sky, feeling the wind blowing over his cheeks, if it wasn't for the breeze blowing his white hair, Jiang Shuyin would have felt more than once that he was in an illusion.

Looking down at the handsome and unparalleled face in the water, Jiang Shuyin sighed softly and closed his eyes: apart from the little Shen Qingshu in the illusion, Jiang Shuyin was so familiar. No one or anything related to him can be found.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuyin stood up from the water's edge, turned around to look for Shen Qingshu's room, and planned to go again to see if there was any breakthrough point.

After figuring out the location of his room, Jiang Shuyin propped himself up with both hands without saying a word, and was about to climb the window.

Unexpectedly, he was only halfway up the climb, when a clear and crisp child's voice suddenly came out from behind, which almost made his scalp explode in fright, and almost fell off! - "Who are you, what are you doing by climbing my window?"

The child's voice was harsh and angry.

Jiang Shuyin felt a little strange in his heart. He looked around, but he didn't find anyone climbing the window like himself.

Seeing him ignoring himself and looking back around, the child became even more angry, and held up the lantern in his hand to look at him: "Whatever you look at, it's you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Shuyin's movement of climbing the window froze, and he turned around in horror -- only four or five-year-old Xiao Qingshu was holding a small lantern and shining towards him.

There is a little cinnabar between the delicate and handsome eyebrows, and the face carved with ice is extremely angry.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and they didn't speak, but the former was angry and the latter was confused.

The big eyes met the small eyes for a moment, Jiang Shuyin felt very strange, and said in a daze, "Can you see me?"

Xiao Qingshu's lantern shone even closer, and the anger was evident on his cute little face: "Nonsense! Such a big man, do you think I'm blind?"

Jiang Shuyin had nothing to say about this.

Seeing that he didn't speak, with a look of surprise and joy, Xiao Qingshu puffed up his face and asked him in a childlike voice: "Say! Who are you? Where did you come from? Why did you climb my window in the middle of the night?"

He looks very angry, but because he is too young, he is inexplicably very cute.

At least Jiang Shuyin thought so, and he did what he should!

Quickly jumping down from the wooden window, Jiang Shuyin locked Xiao Qingshu and the lantern into his arms, and laughed loudly: "Master! I am Shuyin! Your favorite Shuyin! Let's go, let's go!" , let's not delay, follow me back!"

At this time, Shen Qingshu, how could he know that he would accept such an apprentice in the future?

He was hugged in his arms, struggling hard, and flew into a rage: "Let me go! Otherwise, I will call someone!"

Jiang Shuyin was afraid that he would hurt him if he struggled too hard, so he hurriedly let him go: "Okay, okay, as long as you go back with me, I will do anything to you!"

When he let go, Xiao Qingshu panicked and moved aside with a small lantern, and glared with big black and white eyes: "Master said there are traffickers down the mountain, but I didn't expect that there were traffickers not only down the mountain, but also up the mountain."

Hearing that he misunderstood himself, Jiang Shuyin explained: "I am not a human trafficker, I am your apprentice, your future apprentice."

Seeing him approaching, Xiao Qingshu took a few steps back, holding the small lantern in his hand and pointing at his feet: "You, you back up!"

Jiang Shuyin hurriedly took a few steps back.

Xiao Qingshu said again: "Leave again."

Jiang Shuyin retreated as promised.

Coincidentally, the two were noisy here, and a boy with different pupils who was about ten years old walked over there.

Because it was night, he also carried a small lantern in his hand, seeing Shen Qingshu's happy face, he greeted him from a distance: "Shushu, are you still asleep?"

When Shen Qingshu saw him, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes: "Senior brother, you are here!"

Alijia's delicate face was full of curiosity: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Qingshu pointed to Jiang Shuyin who was on the side, and complained, "Brother, someone climbed on my window."

A Lijia looked at the direction of his fingers, her cheerful steps suddenly stopped, her expression was a little complicated, and she hesitated for a long time before saying: "Shushu...Are you sure...Are you sure there is someone there?"

Xiao Qingshu looked at Jiang Shuyin who didn't say a word, and Ali Jia who looked complicated, as if he didn't dare to approach.

Nodding with certainty: "Yes, I saw him."

A Lijia's hand holding the small lantern trembled, she took a few steps back in fear, swallowed her saliva, and whispered, "Shushu...but I didn't see anyone there..."

Xiao Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, holding the lantern and staring blankly at Jiang Shuyin in the darkness.

Then, in front of A Lijia, he cautiously took a small step towards Jiang Shuyin, and shone the little lantern over: "Did you see it now?"

Ali Jia who was not far away simply shook her head and said in fear: "No!"

Xiao Qingshu's body suddenly trembled, and after stopping for a few breaths, he immediately rushed into the room with a lantern in fear, and slammed the door heavily!

Jiang Shuyin said weakly: "Well, let me explain..."

The wooden window was instantly closed!

Then look at Ali Jia who is not far away, and see Shen Qingshu rushing into the house.

He brought the little lantern in his hand closer to him, shrank his body and looked around in fear, shivering for a while.

Finally, he turned his gaze to where Jiang Shuyin was standing now, which was where Xiao Qingshu's finger was just now. He glanced in fear and swallowed.

After that, Jiang Shuyin watched helplessly. From now on, the patriarch of the four branches of Miaojiang, who has been famous for thousands of years, and the No. 1 exorcist Baimei old ghost, ran away in the dark night, and his appearance was even more exaggerated than Shen Qingshu...

Jiang Shuyin: "..."

Looking at the back of Yuexia fleeing in a complicated mood, and the closed doors and windows in front of him, he said weakly again: "Master, uncle... I, I... listen to my explanation, I am really not a ghost... ..."