The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

On the first day, the smoke breaks, and the shadows of pine and bamboo are scattered. (*1)

The resident bird flies high, and the song of the warbler spreads into the room.Hearing the soft rustling sounds next to him, he flicked one after another, and quickly sat up from the bed.

Yesterday he turned his side to the wall, motionless, as if he was facing the wall and thinking about his past. He didn't fall asleep all night.

Cultivators can meditate with qi refining, and meditate for one night instead of sleep, and their spirits will not be too bad the next day.

But he practiced the mental method all night yesterday, it didn't seem to work, he was still tired and sleepy.

Master will not harm him.

With Master by his side, he is a hundred times safer than him alone.

You can rest assured to sleep peacefully.

Thinking this way in his heart, there was always a deep chill on his back, which made his back feel chilly.

I wanted to get up early, but I was afraid of disturbing the master's sleep, so I had no choice but to move sideways.

After one night, the blood vessels in the whole body were not smooth, and the shoulders and arms of half of the body were numb.

After finally hearing the sound of Xi Suo getting up behind him, it immediately felt like a divine rhythm, even better than Fengming Peak Master's piano sound.

"Did you rest well yesterday?" Seeing him getting up, Juechen Daojun saw his handsome phoenix eyes slightly bent, and his eyes were tender.

He has returned to the gentle and elegant gentleman with a pleasant charm in the past.

Under the light of the silver moon last night, the domineering king, who was soaked in a three-point cold air, had disappeared with the lonely cold moon.

"Sleeping well." Jingjing's thin lips slightly raised, revealing a stunning smile, "Where's Master?"

"What do you say?"

One after another, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes quickly swept across the other party's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Can not guess.

But seeing that the anger born of mourning has disappeared, he must have had a good rest?

They pursed their lips and smiled at him one after another, skipping the topic: "The disciple waits for the master to change clothes."

When he couldn't sleep last night, he thought to himself, and he had already listed all the terms and conditions in his mind on how to properly serve the master in the past few days.

Today, let's take a closer look at that young apprentice of Taoist Judgment to see what needs to be improved.

It is not easy to have the opportunity to observe and learn, so we must grasp it well.

Daoist Juechen pondered for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly: "Forget it. Come by yourself as a teacher."

His lips moved slightly, muttering softly in a voice that only he could hear: "I'm afraid I can't help it."

While getting dressed one after another, Taoist Juechen went to the bathroom.

I didn't expect Master to still have the habit of taking a bath in the morning.

After waiting quietly in the room for a long time, the master finished tidying up and came out of the bathroom.

The two left the guest room and walked towards the royal hall.

The Wang family had four Golden Core cultivators sitting in town last night, no matter how daring Xiao Xiao was, he would not dare to cast spells and kill people under their noses.

The whole night was safe and sound, and it was rare for the Wang family to have a good night's sleep.

Unfortunately, this method is by no means a long-term solution.It is impossible for the immortal elders to live in the Wang family compound all the time.

Daoist Juechen is rich in gold and jade, and he is very powerful and busy with affairs, so it is not suitable for him to hide his cultivation all the time and stay in a mortal's house.

One after another, the person who cast the spell must be found as soon as possible.

If he couldn't find it, he asked his master to give Wang Zhizhuan a talisman.At least keep him safe.

When the two went to the royal hall, there were already two monks sitting in it.

Daoist Zhang looked at each other with a meaningful smile, and then greeted each other with fellow Daoist Wen.

On the small table next to Yun Yazi's seat, there was a large food box filled with all kinds of exquisite pastries.

One after another, he suddenly felt that he condescended to accept the commission from the Wang family just to eat Wang Ji's cakes.

After a while, Taoist Jueming arrived late with his young apprentice.

As soon as the little apprentice came, he poured tea for the master, waited for him to eat, and instantly compared the unfilial disciples who sat next to the master and did nothing.

But it was Master who asked him to sit down.

This teacher's order is embarrassing whether you listen to it or not.

Several immortal elders sat in the armchairs calmly, eating and drinking tea happily, and no one spoke.

I was so anxious that a group of Wang family members standing next to me.

What are you going to do today?How to find the caster?

Even though hot sweat broke out on their foreheads, no one had the guts to ask questions first.

What should they do if they accidentally said the wrong thing, and the elders were displeased, and the person walked away.

Sitting on chairs one after another, bored.

He glanced at Master, and immediately thought of Qin Shi.

Senior brother's top-notch Qi-nourishing Kungfu is probably learned from Master.

No matter what the situation was, as long as Qin Shi had the intention to pretend, he would look calm and unmoved.

From the appearance alone, it is absolutely impossible to tell that he is a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Daoist Zhang is also a dignified monk.

From the corner of his mouth hung the contentedness of knowing everything in his heart, and the right arrogance and rudeness. At first glance, he was different from the other two half-heads with their heads raised and their nostrils upturned.

They looked at the Wang family one after another, and found Wang Zhizhuan with lowered brows and downcast eyes at the outermost edge of the crowd.

He was still calm and silent, watching a group of Wang family trembling with cold eyes, walking on thin ice.

There was no trace of panic on the plain but resolute face of the facial features, and it showed a three-point loneliness indifferently.

The pictures in the hall were rolled together, and four words appeared in the mind one after another in an instant: the world is full of states.

He gave Wang Zhizhuan a friendly smile, just in time to move his arc for too long, and the corners of his mouth almost twitched.

There is no way to wait like this.

A young grandson of the Wang family was the first to stand up and ask questions.

After all, young people are more arrogant and arrogant, and they can't hold their breath. They don't have the awe and fear of the elders as much as the elders.

He asked the elders what to do today.

Yun Yazi and Taoist Jueming still held their heads high, turning a deaf ear and dismissing them.

Daoist Zhang snorted.

After a while, he asked Taoist Juechen: "From the perspective of my friends, how should I find the person who cast the spell?"

Taoist Juechen turned to Lilian, and asked with a smile, "Xu, what do you want to do as a teacher?"

One after another, I remembered that Master said last night that there is a way to find the caster of the spell.

It's just that at that time, the master was sad because he missed the beautiful woman, and when he saw him as a substitute, he felt even worse.

He didn't dare to ask again last night.

Do you want to ask again at this time?

But for some reason, a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared in my heart.

In case Master said the same thing again...

He will probably be uncontrollably imaginative again, and once again arrange a scene between the master and that senior.

"Master, can you let me check the Wang family first?"

He hasn't visited Wang's house yet.Since it was done by someone inside the Wang family, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, maybe something can be found.

If it doesn't work, please ask Master for help.

Taoist Juechen said indifferently: "As you wish."

One after another suddenly felt that the other party's voice seemed a little cold again?

The beautiful little Xianjun wants to search for clues in the Wang family, and the Wang family can't wait for it.

One after another, he wanted to ask Master to find a garden pavilion, cook tea and enjoy the flowers, but he went by himself—— but Master refused.

So from the original, he lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and followed the master step by step, and changed into the master following behind him with high eyesight.

First, last night he overstepped the rules and fell asleep with the master, and then today he was a disciple and walked in front of the master.

Although he never intended to commit crimes above and below, let alone harboring ill-will against his master, he always felt that he was still heading in the direction of a rebel.

……

One after another, they walked towards the place where the ghost of Mr. Wang used to haunt. On the way, they met a servant of the Wang family, and they also pulled him over to ask: Do you think anyone is suspicious recently?

The several places along the way are all dark corners such as corridor corners and bushes.

These places are not only "heavily cloudy" as everyone says, but the point is that they are convenient for people who pretend to be ghosts to hide.

Until I walked into the courtyard where the butler said, I saw the ghost of the old man of the Wang family.

This used to be the courtyard where the old man of the Wang family lived.

Now that the old man has passed away for one year, no one lives there, and the loyal old housekeeper still sends people to clean it every day.

They looked around one after another.

This place is different from other haunted places.

The courtyard is open, the sunlight penetrates the surrounding trees, and the fine light and shadow shines on the old smooth stone slabs, giving a feeling of thick and pleasant as the time passes slowly.

It is completely incompatible with the gloomy ghost stories.

There is no place suitable for Tibetans either.

Unless the person pretending to be a ghost has excellent lightness skills and walks like flying, it is impossible to disappear without a trace in an instant.

There happened to be a young man cleaning the courtyard.

They came forward one after another and asked if they found anything suspicious recently.

"Suspicious place, I didn't find it." The boy seemed to have something to say, and looked around to prevent the wall from having ears.

After making sure that there was no one else around, he flattered Xiao Xianjun and Wen Daochang, and told a secret he knew: "Didn't Steward Wang say that he saw the ghost of the master. In fact, the little one was here that day."

Confused one after another: "You saw that too?"

"No. The little one didn't see anything."

"During this time, the younger one is responsible for cleaning the yard. Steward Wang and the master have a deep relationship. Even though they have been away for a year, he often comes to have a look."

"That morning, just as the younger one was about to finish cleaning, Steward Wang came. Then the younger one left. As soon as he walked out of the courtyard gate, he suddenly remembered that the mandarin jacket was still hanging on the branch, so he turned around to get it."

"At that time, Butler Wang was in the yard remembering the old master. He was walking around moaning and sighing. It was not easy to disturb the younger one, so he stood outside the courtyard gate and waited for a while. After Wang Butler left, he went into the yard to get the Jacket."

After saying this sentence, I waited for a while, but I didn't see the other party continue to speak.

He asked softly, "And then?"

The boy spread his hands: "It's gone."

Gone?What does this mean?

"It's just that the little one didn't see anything." The boy was serious, "Butler Wang stayed in the courtyard for a while and then left. The little one has been standing by the gate of the courtyard, and I haven't seen any ghosts of the master."

"Later, when Steward Wang said that he saw the master, I was shocked."

"Master Immortal," the servant covered his mouth with his hands, and lowered his voice a little bit, "I heard people say that if you see the ghost of a deceased person, it means that the time of death is approaching."

"The old man and Butler Wang have been friends for decades. He is the saddest when the old man dies. You said that he saw the ghost of the old man. Does that mean that Butler Wang will soon..."

"You said you were standing by the door all the time and didn't see anything?" He continued to avoid answering his questions, "Butler Wang was walking around in the courtyard at that time?"

"Is there anything strange about him. For example, he suddenly stood still, as if he saw someone?"

The boy shook his head: "Butler Wang was frowning at the time, as if he was thinking about something, but I didn't see from his actions that he saw the ghost of the master."

"Where's the pastry?" asked one after another.Didn't it mean that wherever ghosts appear, there is always a piece of pastry?

"No." The boy shook his head, "Butler Wang left first, and then the little one went into the yard to get a jacket. The little one just cleaned the yard and it's as clean as it is now. There's nothing there."

"I don't know how I found out later."

After thanking the servants one after another, they left Mr. Wang's yard.

At that time, the sun was shining brightly, the willows returned to the pond, and the mandarin ducks did not leave the pond. (*2)

"Master," one after another turned to look at Taoist Juechen. Not far behind him, there were two swallows flying around the beam at the high pavilion on the red fence.

"If longing becomes ill, will you often see her shadow?"

The author has something to say:

*1 "Morning" Lu You

*2 "Bitter Heart · Willows Returning to the Pond" by He Zhu

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: Master thinks I have rough hands and feet, so he won't let me serve and change clothes

Master: ...you touch me, I'm afraid I can't help it.

Master knows what to do in the bathroom.

2.

He continued to think about the case.

Master: (angry) Can you think of me!

3.

Have the courage to ask the gossip about Shizun and Bai Yueguang one after another~

Can this misunderstanding be cleared up?

I wish you all a Happy New Year!

Everything goes well, good luck!

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