Teacher's life is hard to violate

Ever since he entered the sect, Mu Wei never thought that one day he would be able to go down the mountain. He even dug his own tomb.

The child's eyes flickered, he must never let the master know that he had pretended to be a dead person and slept in the dirt all night.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Mu Wei glanced down the mountain cautiously, and immediately looked up to the sky in an attempt to hide his trembling legs, he knew very well that every time he showed this appearance, the master would frown at him.

Even if he understands that Master hates his cowardice, he has always been like this, and he can't control himself for a while, no matter how hard he tries, he can't change it.

Feng Shuyu ignored the child's expression: "Now, as a teacher, let you go down this mountain by yourself, then you are willing."

Mu Wei immediately shook her head and nodded quickly, wishing she could break her neck.

I was scared to death, the master's eyes just now were too scary!

Mu Wei stretched out his head to take a look again, and saw that the depth was bottomless, and he felt that he would be smashed to pieces if he fell, but he had an intuition that if he didn't follow what Master said, he would be beaten to pieces.

Mu Wei looked around, saw the corner of the master's clothes turned away, turned his eyes and found a long rope on the ground, and suddenly had an idea.

Seeing the child running towards the bundle of ropes with short legs, Feng Shuyu lowered his head and thought about the child's IQ.

Mu Wei held the rope in her hand, turned her head to look at the master, and found that the master was just standing by the cliff looking at the clouds and did not look at him.

"..." Mu Wei pinched the rope suspiciously.

He is sure that the master put this rope here, could it be that the master deliberately took a fake rope to test him?

"Master, Master." Muwei tugged on Master's sleeve, and immediately let go when Master noticed him.

"What's the matter?" Feng Shuyu looked at the shy little apprentice.

Mu Wei quickly raised her head and glanced at Master's expression: "Disciple, disciple wants to ask Master for a favor."

"That..." Mu Wei closed her eyes, and looked at death as if she were home, "Master, please help me pull the rope!"

This was definitely the loudest sentence Feng Shuyu heard this child say.

After Mu Wei yelled, she squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, her whole body was trembling, waiting to be beaten, who knew that after a long time, she didn't feel any pain.

The child's closed eyes opened a slit, and he found that the master was already holding the rope that he handed over, and looked at him without any expression.

Feng Shuyu shook the rope and looked at him coldly: "If you have time to squat down and be lazy, why not think about how to climb down." He admitted that it was a smart choice for the child not to tie the rope to the rock, but it didn't mean He will do as the child wishes.

Mu Wei blinked, holding back the tears she had squeezed out of fear, her heart pounding like something hit her.

This was the first time he made a request to others, and he thought he would be beaten. Mu Gu said that he was a bastard and had no right to ask for anything from others.

He originally intended to tie the rope to the stone, but he was afraid that something might go wrong with the rope halfway. Master has great powers, and if Master came to fetch it, even if something went wrong, Master would find out.

Mu Wei tied one end of the rope around his waist, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he couldn't straighten his legs, so he could only grit his teeth and slowly climb over.

"Master..." Mu Wei's lips turned pale, and her voice trembled.

The elixir that Tai Yi fed to Mu Wei has some uses. Apart from being thinner, the skin of this child is no longer sallow but has become white and tender. Mu Wei, who has not yet recovered her baby fat, looks very pitiful, and her eyes also look special because of her thinness big.

Anyone who sees his pitiful appearance now will feel unbearable, Feng Shuyu only said three words.

"Get off."

Mu Wei's foot slipped, and she really rolled, letting out screams.

The rope suddenly tightened halfway, and because of the swing of the rope, Mu Wei bumped his head against the protruding stone, and blood immediately spread across his face like a waterfall.

Feng Shuyu tugged on the rope and let the people dangle below.

Mu Wei felt burning pain all over his body, and he even wondered if he was going to die here like this.

No matter what, she is still a child, so Mu Wei burst into tears: "Master, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, Master, please pull me up, woo, woo..."

Feng Shuyu's brows twitched when he heard this, if it wasn't for the fact that the child was underage, he really wanted to let the Yu Lingshi change him right now.

"Master~Master~"

Feng Shuyu jumped directly down the mountain, the rope was wrapped several times in his hands, so that the distance between the two gradually approached, and a sword caught the two who landed.

Mu Wei hugged Feng Shuyu's feet, crying heartbreakingly, and kept saying, "Teacher knows I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, woo woo."

Feng Shuyu lowered his head and saw that the white clothes on his legs were covered with blood: "..."

"Believe it or not, if you cry again as a teacher, I will throw you down." Feng Shuyu gritted his teeth.

Mu Wei's crying stopped abruptly.

Feng Shuyu reached out and brushed the broken hair from the child's forehead, seeing that the wound on the other's head was scary but not serious, so he ignored it.

It was only then that Mu Wei realized that Shizun's snow-white Taoist robe was covered with blood from his rubbing, and the crying that stopped abruptly turned into a sobbing sound: "Master, I really know I was wrong."

He shouldn't be so timid, if he had been careful just now, he wouldn't have fallen, and he wouldn't have stained Master's clothes.

"Okay." Feng Shuyu didn't bother to listen to him, "Go on, you haven't finished descending this mountain yet, you can choose to jump down to have a look."

"..." Mu Wei choked for a moment, seeing that Master was not that angry, she carefully climbed down from the sword, and hung on the rock that hit him just now.

Although there was no fatal wound just now, the upper and lower parts of his body were scratched just now. Although the wound was small, it was extremely painful.

This time, Feng Shuyu didn't unroll the rope, but rolled it up in his hand, Mu Wei climbed down a bit and he landed a point.

Seeing Master like this, Mu Wei's cowardly heart suddenly settled down, stepping on the protruding stones and moving down slowly, focusing all on his feet and ignoring the pain on his body for a while, and the pain caused by exertion. Hands worn out by stones.

Gradually, the sky turned from morning to dusk, and the warm orange light hit the climbing thin figure. For twelve hours, the figure was moving, slowly and firmly, and the movements of its feet became more and more stable.

Feng Shuyu stood on the sword and landed, his sight changed from the void to the child's body.

It seems that this child is not hopeless.

When it was still ten meters away to reach the bottom of the mountain, Feng Shuyu reached out and hugged his apprentice in his arms, turned around and jumped: "Okay, let's stop here today."

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Mu Wei collapsed on the ground, panting heavily with her eyes closed, her mind went blank until her lips felt cold.

Mu Wei opened his eyes and found a small icicle in his mouth, which turned into water droplets to moisten his throat.

Just after eating, Shizun stuffed another one into his mouth, it turned out that Shizun's finger was hot... Mu Wei thought so when his lips accidentally touched Shizun's finger.

"Have you rested yet?"

"Okay, Master." Mu Wei swallowed the last sip of water, and planned to get up, but in the blink of an eye, there was water all around.

Mu Wei flopped twice, was picked up by the collar and placed in shallow water, which gave him the energy to observe what happened just now.

It turned out that Master threw him in the lake below the mountain.

"Master?" Mu Wei was a little confused.

Looking at the clear water, Feng Shuyu took off the blood-stained outer shirt, and inside was a soft inner robe of the same color: "You also wash the wound yourself."