Master will only delay my promotion

After returning to the inn, Qing Yi went back to her room without saying anything.

Duan Yibai stared blankly at the closed door, not knowing what he said that offended Master.

He really didn't think Master would be angry because of his age.

More importantly, Duan Yibai sighed vicissitudes of life looking at that confidence rate which was still zero.

"It's okay to be angry, do you dare to raise this confidence rate by even one ten-thousandth?"

"Host, based on the crazy things you have done before, it is really difficult to convince others."

The system already knows what Duan Yibai has done before, and while surprised, he always has doubts.

"Speaking of which, host, you obviously didn't have to suffer such a severe punishment at that time, why did you take the initiative to ask for punishment?" The system asked about Duan Yibai being nailed, whipped and hanged in prison back then.

If it weren't for this incident that shocked countless people, it is estimated that the difficulty of the task would drop a lot.

Duan Yibai was slightly taken aback when he heard the system's question.

After patting the smooth-haired back of "Pikachu" twice, he said, "Because I want everyone to believe that I like Master."

"Huh?" The system became even more strange, "At that time, the host did not bind the system, and you didn't have to complete the task, why did you have to let everyone believe it?"

"..." Duan Yibai smiled, but did not answer.

It's not how difficult the question is, it's just that the reason behind it is really despicable.

Now those who firmly believe that Duan Yibai loves Qingyi are like a mirror, reminding Duan Yibai how selfish he is all the time.

"Host..." The system sensed that Duan Yibai's mood was a bit wrong for a while, so he yelled out worriedly.

"I'm fine, just reflect on myself every day." Duan Yibai hugged the system and lay down on the bed, "Go to sleep, if the master is still angry tomorrow, you have to make amends."

"But I didn't expect it to be. Master actually cares so much about age."

Duan Yibai chuckled lightly, patted the head of the system, "Go and play by yourself."

The system doesn't need to sleep, generally when Duan Yibai is resting, he will use the data in the database to entertain himself, read comics, watch movies, play small games, or connect to the Internet with other systems and so on.

The system rubbed Duan Yibai's face with its furry pointed ears, and said, "Host, sleep peacefully, I will accompany you."

No matter how naive it is, it is a sophisticated system, and it has long been aware that after its question is asked, the host's mood is obviously depressed, even a little gloomy.

Since the host doesn't want to say it, then it doesn't ask, the host's happiness is the most important thing.

Duan Yibai licked the system's tail and said softly: "Then good night."

"Well, the host has a good dream!"

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However, the so-called good dream did not appear, probably because memories were aroused before going to bed, and Duan Yibai dreamed of the execution room many years ago.

In the cold water prison, Duan Yibai's two arms were imprisoned on the stone wall by thick iron chains. More than 60 bone-eating nails had been nailed to his body, and his blood was pouring.

Those coaches have already shown their faces, they can't do anything with the remaining bone-eating nails, let alone according to the regulations, there are still 49 soul-destroying whips, and finally they have to immerse people in the extremely cold lake water.

You must know that the last person who received such punishment was because he defected from Jiuxiao Sect, stole the secret law and killed dozens of disciples.

Now this disciple named Duan Yibai just fell in love with his master. Although he disregarded human relations and was disrespectful, it really didn't hurt anyone.

If the other party hadn't insisted on asking for punishment, they would not have used such torture.

"Duan Yibai, as long as you know your way back, we will stop immediately." A coach said.

He really couldn't bear it anymore, and took the initiative to give Duan Yibai a step down.

"I don't..." Duan Yibai raised his head, his lips were already full of blood.

"I really love Master..."

"Persistence!" Although the sect leader couldn't bear it, he was still angry when he heard Duan Yibai's words.

With a wave of his hand, the remaining bone-eating nails were driven into Duan Yibai's flesh one after another.

Duan Yibai's body twitched due to the severe pain, and the blood from the corner of his mouth kept dripping, splashing into small bloody flowers on the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Duan Yibai coughed up a mouthful of blood, and repeated what he said before, but his voice was much weaker.

The atmosphere at that time was so stagnant that no one noticed that Duan Yibai was not so much swearing his love as he was repeating it to several people over and over again, making them deeply remember: he loves Qingyi.

For the next 49 whips, Duan Yibai gritted his teeth and survived, even though every time the whip fell, he felt the pain of tearing his soul.

In the end, when Duan Yibai, who was about to faint, was immersed in the icy lake water, not to mention the coaches, even the head's hands trembled slightly.

Not only because he couldn't bear it, but also because even now, Duan Yibai's mouth is still whispering about Master.

They wanted to put him down, but Duan Yibai refused.

When half a month arrived, Duan Yibai was hastily rescued by several coaches who had been waiting for a long time, cast a spell to stabilize the injury and sent him back to Qingyi.

Duan Yibai was in a coma and didn't know the specific situation, but just looking at the attitude of the master behind him, the coaches probably passed the scene to Qingyi through the phantom stone unique to the torture room.

Master also believed that the little disciple loved him.

But it was not enough, Duan Yibai felt that it was far from enough, so the pursuit of more than ten years continued.

He wants everyone to believe, and everyone to urge him, that he loves Master.

Only in this way will he be convinced.

"...!"

Duan Yibai woke up from the dream, gasping for breath.A few drops of cold sweat fell from the forehead, and the body was still trembling slightly unconsciously.

Slowly sitting up against the head of the bed, Duan Yibai waved his hand and lit the candle lamp in the room.The dim lights came on, more or less dispelling some of the haze.

"Host, are you alright?" The system was a little worried seeing Duan Yibai buried his head between his knees.

"...system" Duan Yibai's voice was a little hoarse and low, "What kind of person do you think I am?"

Although the system didn't understand why Duan Yibai suddenly asked this question, he still said seriously: "The host is a very good person, he treats me very well and treats others very well."

"Really?" Duan Yibai paused, "That's just what you think."

The real him is just a despicable person who is selfish and paranoid to the point of being neurotic.

After staying in the main world for so many years, he almost forgot how many pretentious things he did for his own selfishness.

"That's not true, host, don't say that!" The system became anxious, "You are really a good person, host."

"Most of the other taskers use our system as a tool, but you, the host, regard me as a friend. You never bully me, and you often send me pocket money."

The system rubbed Duan Yibai's face, and said again: "And you, the host, obviously have better ways to make money, but you don't want to affect other people's lives, so you choose those things that are tiring and less money."

"Jian Shaochi's sword needs a thousand years of black iron, and you, the host, quietly exchanged it for a piece and let me put it in the warehouse of Jian's house."

"I know what kind of person the host is. You are not allowed to talk about yourself, the host." The system hugged Duan Yibai's arm and shook it gently.

"...You, you are still too naive. If you change the host, you might be bullied." Duan Yibai rubbed the head of the system and sighed.

What a person is like, it's not enough to just look at one aspect.

No matter how well he behaved in other places, it still couldn't erase his dirty and disgusting thoughts towards Master.

At the moment when he realized that the master might like him, Duan Yibai didn't feel happy, but only felt that there was a way to complete the task.

Up to now, while he loathes himself, he has never given up on this idea.

Let the master fall in love with him completely, and then he refuses in front of everyone, and even humiliates the master.

In this way, the task should be completed.After all, the most convenient way to prove that you don't love someone is to abandon the other person when the other person loves you deeply.

How could he be so ungrateful... Duan Yibai clenched his palm tightly.

Master was so kind to him, but he used it wholeheartedly and never delivered his sincerity.It would have been nice for a man like him to have died in the woods.

His eyes were a little red, and he was forcefully suppressed by the master.

The system didn't dare to speak, and just stayed by Duan Yibai's side silently.

The sky is dimly bright, and the morning sun shines through the window.

Duan Yibai finally raised his head, the tails of his eyes were slightly red, and the fundus of his eyes was also bloodshot.

"Host... I'm sorry." The system lowered its head, full of self-blame, "It's all my fault for asking that question."

Otherwise, the host wouldn't be like this all of a sudden.

"It's none of your business, don't think too much." Duan Yibai touched the system, "Okay, go back to the sea of ​​consciousness, I'm going out."

Pushing open the door, I found that the downstairs was still very quiet, only a few mistresses were busy.

Also, it was just dawn, and the guests were still sleeping.

"Yo, the guest officer wakes up so early." Seeing Duan Yibai coming down, the shopkeeper greeted Duan Yibai with a smile: "Breakfast is still being made, please wait for a while, guest officer."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Duan Yibai walked to the door of the inn, found a step and sat down.

Duan Yibai was a little dazed looking at the hawkers who got up early to set up their stalls on the street, and the people who were running around for their livelihood.

If he hadn't been taken away by his master and hadn't died, he would have worked hard every day just like these people.

The master respects him and has the grace of nurturing and reinventing him, but he has such selfish thoughts.

"Xiaobai, what are you doing sitting here?"

Qing Yi always got up early, but he didn't expect his little disciple to get up earlier than him.

Duan Yibai froze, and quickly adjusted his expression and emotions, then turned around and smiled: "Master, you seemed very angry yesterday, and this disciple is thinking about how to apologize."

"Huh?" Qing Yi was taken aback, remembering the discussion about his age last night.

Could it be that his expression was scary last night, otherwise, how could Xiaobai think that he was angry with him.

Leaning over and rubbing Duan Yibai's head, Qing Yi said: "I made Xiaobai worry, Master is not angry."

In fact, he himself didn't understand what happened last night. After realizing that he was much older than Xiaobai, he felt a little bored.

"Then let's go." Duan Yibai said and stood up.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" Qing Yi asked.

Duan Yibai twirled his fingertips with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Suddenly I miss the old village, and I want to go and have a look quickly."

Qing Yi frowned slightly, always feeling that Xiao Bai's mood seemed a little low and haggard.

"Didn't you sleep last night?"

Duan Yibai was taken aback, then subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, "No, maybe it's because I got up a little early and haven't recovered yet."

Before Qingyi could ask another question, he interrupted: "Master, don't worry, I'm really fine."

Qing Yi wanted to pull Duan Yibai, but was dodged.

Calmly moved two steps away, Duan Yibai looked as usual, as if he didn't notice Qingyi's movement just now.

Qing Yi looked at Duan Yibai and didn't say anything.

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The author has something to say:

Duan Yibai: I said this is love, this is love.

Qing Yi: Yes, this is love.

Squeeze it dry, squeeze it dry, I can't squeeze out a drop (salted fish paralyzed)