The old Gong who died for the world is back

For the past fifteen days, Xiao Youci has not been idle.

He doesn't know how to raise children, and he doesn't know how to teach people how to practice.

After sending his idiot apprentice out, he was finally clean.

Taking advantage of this quiet time, Xiao Youci studied the relatively basic cultivation codes in the sect, and planned to arrange a ten-year golden core for his apprentice to build a foundation in five years.

Time flies by, and the school's holiday is here.

Xiao Youci took out all the exercise books he had sorted out during this period, and laid them out on the table in a grand manner.

As soon as his apprentice returns, he can teach him one by one.

But from daybreak to dusk, no one came back. Xiao Youci sat quietly beside the desk and thought for a long time before he figured it out.

I was let off by my little apprentice.

This was really a new experience. He stood up propped up, his long black hair slipped from his shoulder blades, and spread out on the desk and white sleeves. Xiao Youci sat for too long, his body was not very flexible, and it was hard to get up. When he stepped on the hem of his clothes, his whole body shook.

WTF.

He frowned and glanced at his complicated clothes - Brother Feng Langyue these are some hobbies, he just dressed him up as a show.

Xiao Youci's patience was limited, he melted a knife with his right hand, cut off the complicated sleeves, and threw them on the table.

Then he walked out the door with a broken cuff button.

Outside the door, Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing were practicing swords, they stopped their movements when they heard the noise, and bowed to Xiao You.

Feng Langyue's sharp eyes saw that Xiao Youci's sleeves were torn, and immediately asked, "Master, what happened..."

Before finishing asking, Xiao Youci interrupted: "Where's Yan Tong?"

Feng Langyue was stunned for a moment: "Isn't Junior Brother studying in Qingzhu Academy?"

He suddenly remembered something, and his face changed: "Today is a holiday, he should have been back long ago..."

Long overdue.

But so far no one has been seen.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the top of Tianxuan Peak, dazzling the remnant snow all around. Feng Langyue felt a little suffocated for no reason in this scenery. He remembered what Xiao Youci had warned him before, and his body trembled with fear. : "Master, it was my negligence, I will go down the mountain to check the situation."

Xiao Youci said, "No need."

Feng Langyue looked up in astonishment, but saw Xiao Youci heading down the mountain.

He said no need.

He actually wanted to go there by himself.

Feng Langyue staggered back a step, supported Feng Langxing's arm, Feng Langxing frowned and looked at him: "Didn't Master warn you? What did you do again?"

He thought it was because Feng Langyue did something against Yan Tong in private that he was so flustered.

Feng Langyue turned her head, her eyes widened, she said in a daze, "Master actually wants to go down the mountain, and he wants to go down the mountain for him."

He has lived on Tianxuan Peak for so many years, and he has never seen Xiao Youci care so much about anyone.

Just an apprentice.

Just an apprentice.

Seeing that there was some madness in his eyes, Feng Langxing lowered his head and grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice: "We have been up the mountain for 15 years, and we have only practiced Qi. Some things... are beyond your imagination, Langyue, Listen to my brother's advice, stop your thoughts."

Feng Langyue smiled sadly: "What do I have in mind? What can I have in mind?"

He hadn't thought about anything.

……

Xiao Youci went down the mountain alone.

He came to Qingzhu Academy with ease - he had also lived in this place, but only lived there for two years.

The outer disciples of the academy treated him very badly, because he was the head apprentice, and he was stupid. He couldn't learn what the master taught over and over again. They were jealous of him, so they made things difficult for him everywhere, throwing his books, pushing him, Lock him out in the middle of the night and don't let him in.

At that time, the master retreated all the year round, 360 days a year, 360 days in the cave in the back mountain, and he couldn't take care of him.

Although Xiao Youci was stupid, he was also stubborn. The small conflicts between these disciples were never brought up in front of the master.

When they bullied him, he suffered, and when the bullying was severe, he would show his fangs and lay him on the ground and beat him hard.

At that time, his cultivation base was limited, and it was rare for him to win a beating. Most of the time, he was beaten and injured all over his body, like a blind beast, bumped into a bloody head in the dark.

But he was willing to fight with all his might, and most of the people who fought with him would not end well, and sometimes he would get angry and bloody, and would even put people to death regardless - the number of times increased, and the number of people who dared to provoke him gradually decreased.

Everyone knew that he was crazy, and he was the master's apprentice. If anything happened, Jiang Helai would still take care of him.

It's really not worth risking your life for a lunatic and fool.

Later, they secretly scolded him in their hearts, but those people didn't know that Xiao Youci heard all the ridicule and ridicule.

But this bad situation only lasted for two years, and then the senior brother came back.

He didn't let Xiao Youci continue to live in the Green Bamboo Academy, but spent his own effort to pick people up and down the mountain every day. With him around, there were no more people who dared to do anything, and fewer people who wentssiping.

In that fragmented and dark scene, a ray of light finally shone in.

Xiao Youci, who was standing at the gate of Qingzhu Academy, closed his eyes slightly - this is really not a good memory, it disgusts him more than the nightmare he has every time he falls asleep.

He hates this place, hates those memories, if not necessary, he would rather never remember them forever.

Xiao Youci had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but it only took a moment, a moment to recall, and a moment to return to reality.

He pushed open the door of Green Bamboo Academy.

On the holiday, even the master went down the mountain, and there was no one in the academy, it was extremely quiet.

The sunset in the sky gradually sank, and the silent darkness covered it. Xiao Youci was dressed in white, and walking in this silent night, he suddenly heard a little movement in his ears.

Like someone is crying.

He paused slightly, turned around, and walked towards the other direction of Qingzhu Academy.

The door of the firewood room was tightly closed, and there was an iron lock wrapped around the outside. The chain was covered with rust and was as thick as a human arm.

This kind of thing is just for fun in Linxianmen, but it is more than enough to detain a five-year-old child.

Xiao Youci bowed his head and stood outside the door of the firewood room without moving, but the people inside heard the movement outside, and asked cautiously in a crying voice: "Who is outside?"

Xiao Youci lowered his head: "It's me."

There was a moment of silence inside, and there was a little surprise in the voice: "Master?"

Xiao Youci quietly looked at the lock—what a boring thing to be blocked by such a lock.

But he is a five-year-old child. For him, such a boring lock is an insurmountable gap.

Xiao Youci asked indifferently: "I told you before departure, I will teach you the exercises when I return to the top of Tianxuan Peak today, why didn't you come?"

It was silent inside.

Why didn't you come?

It was because of a dispute with other students in the academy yesterday. In order to retaliate against him, they pushed him into the firewood room, locked the door with an iron lock, and shut him in here.

He was locked there for a day and a night, wearing only single clothes, without water or food.

I almost thought I was going to die in it.

Now his master is standing outside, asking him why he didn't come to the appointment.

Yan Tong's small body leaned against the wooden door, he hugged his knees, and buried his head deep between his knees.

Outside the door, Xiao Youci slowly drew out his Heartbroken Smoke Tree, his eyes were red, and his body was filled with hostility. Just waiting for the child to answer, he was about to break open the door lock and kill him by the sword.

He wants to let the heartbroken smoke tree's blade, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, cut across his throat, so that he can no longer say disgusting words——

But Xiao Youci didn't expect that Yan Tong inside was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Master, I was wrong, please punish me."

He didn't say what he encountered, nor did he say that he was locked up here.

The anger on Xiao Youci dissipated instantly.

Instead, there was a surge of anger.

His hand holding the Heartbroken Smoke Tree trembled slightly, and he paused for a long time before he cut off the chain on the door.

Yan Tong was leaning against the door. He had been locked up for a day and a night, and his body was stiff for a long time. When the door was unlocked, he jumped out.

Instead of falling to the ground, he was hugged into a warm embrace.

Xiao Youci held the sword in one hand and hugged Yan Tong in the other. The child's body was so light that he couldn't feel any weight.

Xiao Youci glanced at Yan Tong and asked, "Didn't you eat well in the academy?"

Yan Tong looked a little surprised, he shook his head in a daze.

Xiao Youci saw the scar hidden under his sleeve again, Yan Tong panicked, and quickly pulled his sleeve to cover the scar.

Xiao Youci stopped looking at him, and walked with his sword in his arms, heading towards the top of Tianxuan Peak.

When he reached the peak, he handed Yan Tong to Feng Langyue, and asked him to take someone to wash and eat, and then come to see him after packing up.

As for him, he returned to the desk, staring in a daze at the desk full of exercise books.

After half an hour, Yan Tong came back.

Feng Langyue changed him into clothes with a rabbit fur collar. The fluffy collar took advantage of his small face, like a moon rabbit pounding medicine in the moon palace, coupled with his soft and waxy expression, not to mention how cute it is.

The more Xiao Youci looked at him, the more expressionless his face became. Feng Langyue couldn't do anything, but his eye for picking clothes was beyond the reach of even a master.

This little brat didn't know that he was about to die by his master's sword just now, and he looked at Xiao Youci with trust and dependence in his eyes.

This look made Xiao Youci finally lose his temper, he became lazy, and waved to him: "Come here."

Yan Tong came to Xiao Youci's side with two short legs, saw Xiao Youci leaning on the chair, and consciously slipped into his arms, looking at him with bright eyes.

Xiao Youci didn't want to let people get into his arms, but they came... Looking at Yan Tong's soft rabbit fur collar, he lowered his eyelids and didn't chase people away.

But Yan Tong said: "Master, my apprentice is late, please punish me."

Xiao Youci laughed angrily at him: "Should I punish you? What will I punish you for? You are so small..."

What can he punish him for?

Just fine anything, and the other person will be gone.

Yan Tong said seriously: "Master, I am your apprentice, and I will not embarrass you. I can solve my own affairs by myself."