The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Xiaojing followed in step by step, like a little tail.

Putting the sword on the table, he took advantage of Yue Wuchen to go inside, and took a quick look around the hall.

Once again, a strange sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

The furnishings in the hall were simpler and more elegant than he had imagined, and looked very deserted.

The only thing that interested Xiaojing was a bamboo chair, which looked like a beauty couch.

It was covered with a layer of snow-white fox fur, and Xiao Jing couldn't help but stepped forward, raising his hand to stroke the soft fox fur.

In my mind, like lightning flashes like lightning, some images flashed.

On the screen, two overlapping figures are crowded on this small beauty couch.

That kind of style is swaying, the snow-white fox fur is full of water, and the whole hall is filled with bright spring colors.

Xiaojing immediately retracted his hand as if electrocuted.

I just feel that this place is too weird and depressing.

It made him feel an urge to run away.

With a thought, Xiaojing suddenly turned around, grabbed the blade, and rushed out.

Unexpectedly, before he rushed to the gate of the hall, he heard Yue Wuchen calling him: "Xiaojing, where are you going?"

"Master...Master, this disciple suddenly remembered that there is something urgent, so don't bother me now!"

Xiao Jing made up a random reason, his heart was in a mess, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Although I don't understand, what is the meaning of the two red|striped figures, entangled in one place like a snake, crying and screaming.

But it's always a very bad thing to do.

Xiaojing saw it with his own eyes when he was at Wang's house in Nanyang.

As long as two men take off their clothes and do that kind of thing, one of them will definitely die.

but……

Why did such a red-faced picture suddenly flash in my mind.

Are the people in the picture Yue Wuchen and Lin Jing?

Can master and apprentice be like this?

Can you cuddle together without clothes on?

But obviously Yue Wuchen would immediately push him away even if he leaned over to give him a hug, scolding him for overstepping.

Hug in clothes, that is, Xiaojing Chaoyue.

Lin Jing can be naked, and Yue Wuchen squeezed together on a beauty couch, isn't that overstepping?

Xiaojing was sweating coldly, as if roots had grown under his feet, he suddenly couldn't move.

He thought very strangely, could it be that Lin Jing had to die because he did something like that with Yue Wuchen?

It's like when I was in Wang's house, Xiaojing saw with his own eyes how the sick child of Wang's family died under the butcher's body, exhausted and lost his yang energy.

But if this is the case, why implicate Lin Jing's death on others?

What exactly is this for? !

"Xiao Jing, didn't you say that you are hungry? Come, come to Master."

Yue Wuchen came out from the room, holding a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and waved to Xiaojing.

Xiaojing had no choice but to bite the bullet, hold his hand tightly, and turned back with his head down.

"Sit down."

Yue Wuchen gestured for Xiaojing to sit on the futon.

"Thank you, Master."

Xiaojing was still in shock and confused.

Kneeling and sitting on the futon neatly, still clutching the blade in his hand, he even forgot to put it down for a while.

Yue Wuchen glanced at it, then pushed the pastry to Xiao Jing's eyes, and said in a low voice: "The Taoist sect has rules, disciples of the mortal sect are not allowed to fight in private, if they fight with the master, then the crime will be aggravated."

After a pause, he specially reminded: "Now, Shen Qingyuan is your senior brother. When you see him, you can't be as presumptuous and rude as before."

Xiaojing nodded indiscriminately, and didn't listen at all.

After putting down the blade, he grabbed the pastry and ate it.

It may be because I have something on my mind, so even if I eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it is tasteless.

Seeing this, Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, grabbed the book next to him, and flipped through it casually.

"Master."

Xiao Jing swallowed the pastry in his mouth. After all, he couldn't help but want to ask about Lin Jing, but he didn't know how to ask.

Yue Wuchen's eyes never staggered, he kept on the book in his hand, and said in a calm tone: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Xiaojing: "..."

This is what it means not to talk when you ask him to eat.

Xiaojing was silent.

He lowered his head and continued to gnaw on the pastry, finishing a plate in a short while.

Just as he was choking in a panic, Yue Wuchen pushed over a cup of tea as if he had eyes on the top of his head.

"Drink it."

"Thank you, Master."

Xiaojing had nothing else to say, so he could only thank him non-stop, took a few sips of tea with both hands in his hands.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Yue Wuchen saw that he was about to say something, thought for a while, and decided not to ask.

Because every time I ask, Xiao Jing can always say a few words that are not very pleasant.

"Are you still leaving? Didn't you say that you still have something urgent?"

"Master," Xiaojing pursed his lips fiercely, and said in a low voice, "can the disciple stay with the master?"

"..."

Yue Wuchen was a little surprised. In ordinary times, Xiaojing really avoided him whenever he could, and avoided him whenever he could.

It seems that since the master apprenticeship ceremony, Xiao Jing not only talked more, but also slowly recovered his six senses, and even his spiritual power began to show signs of recovery.

"I don't know many characters, and I don't know who to ask, so I thought... If the master is not busy today, I wonder if I can teach my disciples."

After Xiaojing finished speaking, he lowered his head again, his expression a little evasive, making it unclear what he was thinking.

Yue Wuchen said that he is not idle, after all he is a patriarch, it is impossible to just stay in the dormitory drinking tea and reading books all day long, naturally he has to deal with the internal affairs of the sect.

Generally, some place or other has recently caused troubles, asking the Taoist sect to send people down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the Tao.

Otherwise, it is a Taoist temple that invites the disciples of the Taoist sect to do a few rituals in the local area.

Otherwise, there are a few sects that have a close relationship, for example, Tianjianzong recently wanted to hold a Dao discussion meeting and invited Yue Wuchen to attend the meeting... and so on, many trivial matters.

Handling it also gave Yue Wuchen a headache.

But since Xiaojing wanted him to be with her, Yue Wuchen couldn't refuse.

"Okay, if you want to stay, then just stay."

Yue Wuchen smiled slightly, and suddenly remembered something, he said again, "But earlier, my teacher told me that before tonight, I want you to draw an open fire talisman and be able to use it by yourself. Haven't you forgotten this matter? "

"I haven't forgotten, this disciple has taken Master's words to heart, every single word. I have brought the book of spells with me!"

Xiao Jing took out the book from his arms, then looked down and read it, muttering, "This is an exorcism talisman, a thunder talisman, a wind talisman... Ah, I found it, here is the fire talisman!"

"But the disciple doesn't have a blank talisman."

After Yue Wuchen listened, he waved his sleeves, and the table was immediately filled with blank talisman papers.

Even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready.

Xiaojing didn't dawdle, anyway, he had to learn sooner or later.

If one learns how to draw open fire symbols, it will be easy to light a fire when going out in the future.

Grabbing the brush, the soft Langhao brush licked the inkstone, dipped it in some ink, took out a blank talisman paper, and followed the drawing on the book.

Yue Wuchen took a few glances from the side, and pointed out: "Wrong, this painting is too heavy, please paint again."

Xiao Jing nodded, and quickly changed to another blank talisman paper.

"Wrong, these two sums cannot be connected, try again."

"Mistake again, come again."

"wrong."

"Do it all over again."

Yue Wuchen let out an inaudible sigh after Yue Mo had scrapped more than a dozen talisman papers.

Sure enough, it is impossible for spiritual intelligence to recover in a short time.

Maybe Xiaojing can quickly master swordsmanship, it may be the credit of Duanqing.

After all, when Lin Jing first learned swordsmanship, he didn't have such a good magic weapon, only a small wooden sword.

"Master, what is wrong with the disciple's painting, please correct me, Master."

Xiaojing looked serious and showed a very sincere attitude. He held the brush over his forehead with both hands, and asked Yue Wuchen to teach him.

Yue Wuchen said softly: "Beginners are like this, you don't have to feel lost."

"Then, was Master also like this back then?"

Yue Wuchen: "..."

That's not true, he was gifted since he was a child, and he was bound by Taoism. He learned Taoism very quickly and could draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

Others spent ten or eight years in hard work day and night, but it might not be as good as he casually practiced in one night to practice quickly.

This is also a matter of no choice, aptitude is born.

It's not easy to lie when you are more clean, so you can only say: "Diligence can make up for one's weakness, and heaven rewards diligence."

"So... what about Lin Jing, he just learned how to draw talismans, is he like a disciple, drawing more than ten talisman papers in a row?" Xiaojing asked again abruptly.

After Yue Wuchen listened, his expression was in a trance for a moment.

When it comes to Lin Jing, just like him, he has been gifted since he was a child, and his aptitude is very good.

If compared with Shen Qingyuan, ten Shen Qingyuan's aptitude may not be as good as one Lin Jing.

This is also the reason why the elders in the mountains have high hopes for Lin Jing.

I think Lin Jing started learning to draw spells when he was two years old.

The two-year-old child, with small, chubby, white and tender hands, is holding a brush and scribbling on the talisman paper.

At the beginning, Xiao Linjing was also not good at drawing. He was only two years old, how could he learn so quickly.

Yue Wuchen didn't demand too much from his apprentice, he must be able to draw spells at the age of two.

But Kobayashi was just drawn.

Lin Jing drew the simplest fire talisman like this when he was two years old.

Not only can he draw it, but he can also use it.

With outstanding aptitude, he was born to be a talent for learning Taoism.

Of course, Yue Wuchen would not bring Lin Jing out to hurt Xiao Jing, but just comforted him: "Not everything can be accomplished overnight."

"However, I still want to know how far I am from Lin Jing."

Xiaojing looked very serious, and tightly clenched the brush in his hand.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

No one taught him what is comparison and what is quick success.

Xiao Jing just felt that others always regarded him as Lin Jing's substitute.

Then, he will strive to surpass Lin Jing.

As long as he is more powerful than Lin Jing, others can look at him squarely and regard him as a living person who is separated from Lin Jing.

"Xiao Jing, in fact, you don't have to compare with Lin Jing. Master doesn't ask you that much, you must be better than anyone else."

Yue Wuchen reassured him earnestly from the side, "As long as you are safe and happy, Master will take care of you for the rest of your life just like your father, and will never let anyone bully you again."

Like a father.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Yue Wuchen should have said this to Lin Jing back then, right?

What to say, oops, Lin Jing, Master will take care of you like a father, and will not let people bully you.

But later, didn't Lin Jing die?

Died so horribly.

According to Yue Wuchen's statement, then Yue Wuchen used his father's identity to force Lin Jing to be pressed on the beauty's couch.

Do the kind of scary and disgusting things that make people cry and laugh, and that will torture a living person to death.

Xiao Jing smiled, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at Yue Wuchen steadfastly.

The smile on Yue Wuchen's face gradually dissipated, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Xiaojing, what's wrong? Why do you look at me like this as a teacher?"

"why."

It's just that I accidentally took a peek at the unspeakable taboo | taboo love between master and apprentice.

What's the matter, anyway, Lin Jing is dead, how can the dead speak.

"Master, teach me."

Xiaojing tugged Yue Wuchen's sleeve.

"Okay, Master will teach you."

Yue Wuchen exhaled slowly, leaned closer to Xiaojing, held Xiaojing's right hand from behind, spread out the talisman paper with his left hand, and taught him to draw the talisman stroke by stroke.

While drawing, he also asked softly, where the strokes should be separated, and where they need to be connected.

How to use the brush, how to use spiritual power to catalyze the spell.

Xiaojing studied very seriously.

The feeling of holding the pen with his right hand made him feel very familiar.

Yue Wuchen looks so cold, clean and lofty.

So repulsive to others thousands of miles away, even a little cold.

But Master's palm is hot, very hot.

Master's palm is so big that it completely covers Xiaojing's palm.

The warmth penetrates into the skin little by little.

Xiao Jing only felt a layer of cold sweat on his palms.

Even breathing is not so smooth.

It's summer now, and when the sun comes up, the air is a bit stuffy.

The two of them were so close again, the sweat on their bodies wet their clothes, and they stuck tightly to their bodies.

He could vaguely smell the good smell of Master.

Xiaojing didn't know why, but he especially liked to smell the smell of the master, which was very similar to the smell of Luo Suxuan.

The faint fragrance of Jiangzhen, after smelling it for a long time, the whole person is dizzy.

Xiao Jing bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to cheer up and stay awake.

Suddenly, he was a little envious of Lin Jing.

Lin Jing has such a good family, an elder brother who loves him, a younger brother who relies on him, a senior brother who grew up with him since he was a child, and a master who is a master of Taoism.

On the other hand, I have a romantic father, a humble and poor mother, and a sister who married him instead, and an unbearable life experience.

However, Xiaojing's eyes are so similar to Lin Jing's.

This should be the reason why Lin Mobai both hated him and hated him.

Xiaojing felt that he seemed a little jealous of Lin Jing.

Jealous of everything Lin Jing once had.

"Xiaojing?" Yue Wuchen sensed that the apprentice was in a daze, and couldn't help frowning to remind him, "Come back to your senses, if you lose your mind again, Master will be really angry."

"Ok?"

Xiao Jing seemed to wake up from a dream, his whole body trembled, and he subconsciously turned his head away.

It happened that Yue Wuchen leaned closer, wanting to see the expression on his face.

By accident, Xiaojing's lips accidentally brushed Yue Wuchen's lips.

Very soft, very warm, as if... like tender|tofu just out of the pan, juicy and juicy.

"you!"

Yue Wuchen hurriedly let go of his hand, stepped back, and said in panic and astonishment, "Presumptuous!"

"Master?"

Xiaojing didn't know why, so he licked|licked his lips in a strange way.

Obviously just wiped it away like a superficial touch.

However, the smell of Master still remained on his lips.

And the feeling of Luo Suxuan is really very similar.

Xiaojing once kissed Luo Suxuan on his own initiative, and he still remembers the feeling at that time.

However, why are there two people with such similar auras in the world?

Xiaojing didn't understand.

"Master, this disciple didn't do it on purpose," Xiaojing raised his head in a daze and said, "However, it shouldn't matter, right?"

Yue Wuchen: "..."

This is also called it doesn't matter?

With my master, a teacher like my father, having such an intimate move, is this also called it doesn't matter?

In Xiaojing's eyes, what is the most important thing?

Yue Wuchen frowned, stood up and took a few steps back, Xiaojing also stood up immediately, before getting close.

Yue Wuchen scolded: "Stand where you are, don't come forward!"

"Oh."

Xiaojing didn't know what he did wrong.

Didn't it just accidentally wiped Master's lips.

Master is so stingy, yet so angry.

It's not as good as Russell Xuan.

Luo Suxuan will not be angry because of such a trivial matter!

"Master, this disciple really didn't do it on purpose, and... moreover, it's nothing!"

Xiaojing was a little unconvinced.

But just wiped my lips, what could happen?

Yue Wuchen is able to meet Lin Jing without any ties and candidly meet each other.

The two of them were in this great hall, on that beauty couch covered with fox fur, entangled with each other like snakes!

What Lin Jing can do, why can't he do it?

"Presumptuous! How dare you argue!" Yue Wuchen faintly became angry, and wanted to reprimand Xiaojing.

But I also know that Xiaojing really doesn't understand the boundary between master and apprentice.

After the damage of spiritual intelligence, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, do not understand these things at all.

Then he secretly suppressed his anger, and Yue Wuchen waved away people: "Go back first, I'm tired of being a teacher."

"Master, even if the disciple did it on purpose, isn't this meant to comfort people?"

Xiao Jing was a little confused, his mind was in a mess, everything was mixed together.

He is naturally dull in matters of love.

"Who told you that this is meant to comfort people?" Yue Wuchen said in a deep voice, "You tell Master, who told you this?"

Xiao Jing pursed his lips, and suddenly stopped talking.

In this way, Yue Wuchen will understand.

This is what Luo Suxuan taught him!

In other words, Luo Suxuan once lied to Xiaojing, coaxing Xiaojing to have sex with him!

Even though Xiao Jing is still a "clean body", it is very likely that Luo Suxuan touched Xiao Jing's lips!

That's why Xiaojing looked so calm and calm!

"hateful!"

Yue Wuchen's anger rose from his heart, and he suddenly became furious, and he pushed the low table into ruins with his palm.

Seven years ago, he failed to protect Lin Jing, which made Lin Jing fall into the hands of the Demon Emperor, and he used his body to feed the demon, breaking the way.

Seven years later, he came late and didn't protect Xiaojing well, letting Xiaojing fall into Luo Suxuan's hands by mistake, I'm afraid he has suffered a lot of bullying!

That resentment turned into jealousy and hatred that couldn't be resolved like thick ink in his heart.

As a result, Yue Wuchen felt a murderous intent, wishing to cut Luo Suxuan into pieces and turn his bones into ashes!

Xiao Jing was startled, and quickly took half a step back, stepped on the long sword, fell to the ground, raised his head pale, and muttered to himself: "Master... Master."

"Master!"

Shen Qingyuan's voice came from outside the door, and he rushed in with a few strides.

Standing in front of Xiaojing, Shen Qingyuan hurriedly begged: "Master! What did the younger brother do wrong to provoke the master to be so angry? I hope the master will take care of the young and ignorant of the younger brother." Forgive Junior Brother once, this disciple is willing to be punished instead of Junior Brother!"

Yue Wuchen took a deep breath, and it took a long time before he gradually calmed down.

Maybe it was because of all kinds of things at the beginning, so far, he still can't let go.

Then when I hear something like this, I tend to lose my composure.

"Nothing, you can lead Xiaojing down."

Yue Wuchen didn't dare to look at Xiaojing again, turned around with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "From tomorrow onwards, you will find time every day to teach Xiaojing his sword skills and teach him how to draw spells."

After a pause, he specifically instructed: "Don't be too eager to force, just follow the trend."

This is to warn Shen Qingyuan to teach students according to their aptitude and follow the trend.

It can no longer be like when Lin Jing was pointed out in the past, as long as Lin Jing couldn't learn, or didn't learn well enough, he raised his hand and hit him.

Shen Qingyuan naturally understood, he would not be willing to touch Xiaojing's hair anymore, it was too late for his heartache, let alone beating him.

Hurry up and pull Xiaojing to leave.

After leaving, Xiaojing said in a muffled voice: "I'm not wrong, Master was angry for no reason, I don't understand why Master is angry."

"Shh, don't judge the teacher in private." Shen Qingyuan looked around, and after seeing no one, he whispered, "Don't talk about it in the future."

Xiaojing didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly.

"What's the matter, are you still angry?" Seeing that he looked sullen, Shen Qingyuan simply coaxed in a low voice, "Come on, don't be angry, is there anything you particularly want to eat, senior brother will go down the mountain and buy it for you, okay?"

Xiaojing ignored him and turned his head to the side, knowing that he was angry, and even showed his emotions on his face.

It looks like a small pufferfish.The whole crowd is buoyant.

"Except for meat, you can eat anything you want." Shen Qingyuan continued to coax him patiently, "Don't be unhappy, Master's temper has always been like this, and he is strict with you, which shows that Master cares You, a strict teacher produces an excellent apprentice, tell me, right, Xiaojing?"

Xiao Jing felt that Shen Qingyuan seemed to treat him too much like a child, and his tone was like coaxing a child.

But I have to say that Xiao Jing is rarely coaxed by someone so softly.

Lin Mobai always scolded him harshly, and let go of harsh words many times, wanting to arrest him and beat him severely.

Xiaojing thought for a while, puffed his cheeks and said, "Really? You can buy whatever I want?"

"Yes, you can eat whatever you want, as long as you say it, the senior brother will go down the mountain and buy it for you immediately."

"Then I want cherries in syrup."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Qingyuan's expression changed slightly.

Syrup cherries were my favorite food in the past.

Because Junior Sister likes to eat, every time Shen Qingyuan goes down the mountain and sees something for sale, he will buy some back.

The little junior sister couldn't finish eating at once, so Shen Qingyuan got a box full of ice cubes and put away the unfinished ones.

When the little junior sister wants to eat, she can eat it right away.

However, Lin Jing was obviously about the same age as the younger junior sister, but the Shen Qingyuan back then forgot and asked Lin Jing if he wanted to eat.

It turned out that Xiao Jing liked to eat cherries in syrup, so would Lin Jing also like them?

If Lin Jing also likes to eat, why didn't he say it at the beginning?

Do you think that your fellow senior brother will not be willing to buy him a copy?

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that his expression was different, Xiao Jing asked aloud.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered my junior sister." Shen Qingyuan's expression turned lonely, and he said in a low voice, "Her name is Ning Yuzhi, and I have always taught her swordsmanship in the past. She is a very willful junior sister. If I don't satisfy her The request, the tears fell as soon as I said it."

Xiao Jing: "Then where is she now? I rarely see female disciples in the mountains, have I seen her?"

"You haven't seen it, she's gone."

Shen Qingyuan heaved a long sigh, and the delicate face of the little junior sister gradually appeared in his mind.

As the name suggests, the younger junior sister is as beautiful as a flower, like a weaver girl in the sky, with ingenuity and ingenuity.

Shen Qingyuan had a biological younger sister before he joined the Taoist sect, but later because of the war, the younger sister died tragically.

So he always thought about his dead sister.

Later, he met Ning Yuzhi in Daozong, and felt that her eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like his mother.

So all along, she treated Ning Yuzhi as her biological sister.

However, Ning Yuzhi has been at odds with Lin Jing since he was a child.

I don't know why, but it just doesn't fit.

Obviously Lin Jing has a gentle personality and treats everyone well, but Ning Yuzhi just doesn't like him.

There are often a lot of troubles.

Shen Qingyuan also always told Lin Jing that Ning Yuzhi was a female cultivator, so let him give way a little more.

Lin Jing nodded obediently every time.

Because of this, Ning Yuzhi was later captured during the war and was humiliated. Even his proud appearance and his voice like an oriole out of the valley were ruined.

Shen Qingyuan was furious, and he completely believed what Ning Yuzhi said before he died.

Blame all the crimes on Lin Jing.

It also led to Shen Qingyuan slashing Lin Jing's face more than a dozen times later, and stabbing him in the mouth with one sword, knocking out half of Lin Jing's tongue.

Let Lin Jing and Ning Yuzhi suffer the same crime.

Looking back now, I don't know that Ning Yuzhi and Lin Jing had been at odds for a long time, and he didn't forget to arrange Lin Jing before he died.

With Ning Yuzhi's temper, even if she knew that Lin Jing was saving her, she would never accept Lin Jing's affection.

"I see."

Xiaojing didn't ask further.

"Okay, since you want syrup cherries, then brother will go down the mountain to buy them for you now. It's just—"

Shen Qingyuan changed the subject, and suddenly sighed, "Stop being sullen, be happy."

Xiaojing could only forcefully smile at him.

After returning to his dormitory, it happened that Minyan came to give him a new Taoist robe.

Min Yan said: "Little senior brother, these are your Taoist robes, I put them in the closet for you. The Taoist robes cannot be stained|polluted, little brother and remember, Taoist robes, Taoist swords, Taoist hairpins, etc., these cannot be borrowed. "

Xiaojing asked: "What will happen if I borrow it?"

"Lending abroad will violate the door rules, but there is one exception. The closest person can touch it."

However, Yue Wuchen took off his Taoist robe for him to wear in the past, and now he gave him the sword of life, so what?

At that time, the two were not masters and apprentices.

Xiao Jing didn't care much about this, he thought for a while, and asked again: "I heard that there used to be a female cultivator in the mountains, named Ning Yuzhi."