The apprentice of evildoers wants to hug

In the end, Bai Junci gave half of the Lingshi silver (enough for him to use for seven or eight years) on his body to the little boy and left.

Bai Junci was about to leave with five pots of Lihuabai, but when he was about to leave, he passed by a stall. Bai Junci glanced at it, stopped in his footsteps, and asked the vendor in a low voice, "These... How much silver taels?"

The peddler who was sitting leisurely at the side was still fanning the wind with a bamboo fan, closed his eyes comfortably, and swung the rocking chair up and down until he heard someone asking the price, he immediately stood up from the rocking chair with a playful smile , put the bamboo fan aside, and asked enthusiastically, "Master, which ones do you want to buy?"

It was also the first time for Bai Junci to buy this kind of thing, his face suddenly changed again and again, thinking of Master, his earlobe was flushed, Bai Junci put the silver taels on the table, and said in a dull tone, "Wrap them all."

"Good." The smile on the peddler's face became more and more obvious. He put away the silver, picked up a simple package, put away all the booklets, tied them up, and handed them to Bai Junci.

At this time, many people around stopped, looked at him, and whispered something.

Bai Junci didn't care about these things, picked up the bag containing the pamphlets, and left Xianyang City just like that.

"After Bai Jun resigned from Xianyang City, Lizhufeng became empty. It's only been two hours, and I miss him a little bit." Shen Qingxian looked at the window lattice boredly, tapping on the desk with his fingers.

Shen Qingxian thought: "It's so boring, there's nothing to do."

"Hmm... Go talk to the senior brother in charge, and then go to the Taoist hall to teach a class, so as not to be so boring."

What Shen Qingxian was thinking at this time was whatever he was thinking of. After the two guides took him with him, he went to Shuiting Peak, but it was unfortunate that he went at this time, as Jiang Qinghuai went out to do some errands.

He had no choice but to go to... Ye Zefeng. Just after stepping on the threshold, a disciple gave him a timid look, spoke intermittently, and sweat was still steaming on his forehead: "Master... Master said... You can't go in."

Shen Qingxian frowned, what was going on every day, the second senior brother stayed in Changsi Qing'an for a very short time, it can be said that he came back once a year or two, but he didn't expect it to be other than An Rufeng.

Now, since he was still stopped by Ye Zefeng's disciples? "Shen Qingxian took a look at him, and saw that he stepped aside timidly. Sure enough, if you don't eat the soft ones, the hard ones will still work.

After Shen Qingxian passed the back mountain, he walked straight to Ye Jingmu's residence, and was about to open the door to enter, but was blocked by a force.

"Brother, brother? Are you there? I have something to discuss with you."

This time, Shen Qingxian heard a voice, like...it sounded like two...together...doing that kind of...thing...

Shen Qingxian chanted the meditation mantra, put those thoughts back, and got closer to the door, the more obvious the voice was.

This time Shen Qingxian directly used his spiritual power to open the door, holding back his worry and calling out: "Senior brother..."

But this time, what he saw was... what he shouldn't have seen, and it was the reason why he couldn't break in.It's also... the reason why Ye Jingmu never replied to him.

Beside the bed curtain, the clothes were criss-crossed and messy on the ground, two figures were reflected on the bed curtain, there were murmurs, and there was the sticky and fishy smell in the air.

"Brother...you...you..."

Shen Qingxian opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looked at the veil, stepped back a few steps, stabilized his posture, and called out again in disbelief: "Senior Brother? Fourth Senior Brother?"

"He's tired." A deep and hoarse voice came from the veil. The man put his robe on his shoulders, got off the bed, and walked in the direction of Shen Qingxian, "I don't know what Shen Shishu said. What do you want to come to see Master?"

The shock in Shen Qingxian's eyes was withdrawn the moment he came out: "Well...it's nothing."

"You and him?" Putting those aside, Shen Qingxian looked at Yin Xingtan's face, and was a little puzzled, when were the two of them still together? ?It looks like they've been together for a long time!It's not just a day to do this!

Yin Xing looked back at the back of the person lying on the bed, then turned his head to look at Shen Qingxian: "That's what Master Shen thinks."

Shen Qingxian: "??" with a dazed expression.

Shen Qingxian hummed lightly, and when he went out of the house, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, he didn't expect to encounter such a thing today.

In his mind, Ye Jingmu is a straight person who can't be straighter, no matter what...and it's still the one below...

So much so that after Shen Qingxian went back, thinking of this, Bai Junci's face suddenly appeared in his mind, thinking of him hugging himself to the bedside and kissing him continuously...

At the scene of tearing off his clothes, his complexion suddenly flushed, he coughed several times, and blocked all subsequent thoughts, no longer thinking about it...

The next morning, Shen Qingxian woke up in a daze, called a disciple randomly on the way, and showed him the way. After arriving at the Taoist Hall, Shen Qingxian went to talk to Elder Zhiyin.

There was a sudden change in this morning's class. Before those disciples could digest the information, Shen Qingxian was ushered in... Everyone was so nervous that they drooped their heads, not daring to look at him.

But Shen Qingxian had expected this kind of situation a long time ago, and did not force them, thinking that he said in a very gentle tone: "Today's morning class will be taught by the deity, and I will open the tenth page of the book."

Teaching No. [-] said: "If you don't know, ask."

The second teaching said: "Understand by yourself."

The third teaching said: "Start teaching seriously."

This class seemed to be very long, and the foreheads of those disciples were sweating. Just when Shen Qingxian was dozing off and was about to fall asleep, a disciple raised his hand, stood up and asked: " Master, I have a problem."

"Oh? What's the problem." Shen Qingxian put down the hand supporting his chin, squinted his eyes, and looked at the disciple.

"Is it true that demon cultivators are unforgivable sins?"

Shen Qingxian was taken aback when he heard this. This sentence was very familiar. Bai Junci also asked him about it before. He chuckled and said slowly: "Whether it is cultivating demons or cultivating immortals, they are all to protect the people around them. There are also good and evil. points."

"Uncle Master means that whether it is a demon or a fairy, there are good and bad, right?"

Shen Qingxian hummed lightly, but didn't pay much attention to it, looking at the serious disciples sitting quietly on the futon, it was a little bit.

The noon bell rang, and it was time for get out of class to end. After watching many disciples leave, Shen Qingxian slowly got up and prepared to go back. When he walked outside, he saw the disciple who asked him questions during class, and his eyes flashed A little surprised.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Wait for you." The disciple said with a smile.

Shen Qingxian looked at him, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Master, why did you forget the disciple so quickly?" The appearance of the disciple in front of him slowly began to change, revealing his original face.

"Aci?" But as soon as these words were spoken, Shen Qingxian immediately took a step back, looking at him warily, "What about others?"

"Bai Junci" stepped forward and grabbed him firmly, suppressed the vitality in his body with his own devil energy, and brought him back to Lizhu Peak.

Putting his hand on his face, he smiled: "Master, what is he worried about? This time, the disciple is here in real."

This sentence clearly told him that Bai Junci had not returned yet, and he was not attached to Bai Junci.

"What are you here for?"

"I miss Master, so come and see." Bai Junci took several deep breaths greedily, and leaned on his neck with his eyes closed.

Shen Qingxian knew that she couldn't resist, so she had no choice but to let him hold her. After a long time, Bai Junci asked him, "Is he still alive?"

Shen Qingxian remained silent, not knowing what he wanted to say, let alone how he came to this life.

"Pfft, counting the days, there are still two years left, he should still be alive."

"Master... wait for the disciple to pick you up."

Shen Qingxian pushed him away, smiled at him, his body dissipated into dots, and fell from the air.

What was going on, his mind became more and more chaotic, how did Bai Junci come to this world, and what method did he use to get there.

He obviously hated him to the bone and killed him, but why, in the deepest part of his eyes, he saw a trace of pain, and even saw that his eyes didn't look fake.Maybe...he knew that he was different from his master, not the same person!

Thinking of Bai Junci in this life, thinking of the devil prison, thinking of Bai Junci who returned ten years ago and whose personality has changed drastically, and Bai Junci who has become the monarch of the devil world, the pain in his head increases.

Shen Qingxian sat on the stone bench, held the teacup in his hand as always, and looked at the mouth of the cup. Now he is going to slowly distance himself from Bai Junci, and I don't know how he will go to Huiyou City this time, will it be what will happen.

I'll be back at noon the next day, but...

Shen Qingxian was very worried about his apprentice: "He is only at Yuanying's cultivation level now, what if he is attacked by someone? Will something happen to him outside by himself?"

It would be impossible to be attacked by someone. These worries are a bit overwhelmed. At this time, Bai Junci is still buying cakes for him. Besides, he is a monk. How can a mortal hurt him? hurt him?

Although it is noon, the wind is still blowing outside the door, and the surrounding bamboo leaves are rustling. Shen Qingxian opened the door, looked at this scene, and stood for a long time before he felt the cold and gathered his robe Looking at the lotus in the middle of the pool, he unconsciously laughed.

Although the lotus has no change in the four seasons, it is alive. Seeing the hidden lotus, he thought of Bai Junci. Although this metaphor is not very good, it fits well.

Bai Junci is like this pond of lotus, no matter how harsh and cold the environment is, he is so tenacious and strives to survive.

Even though he was beaten and insulted by his fellow disciples, and he was punished inexplicably by his master, he could still swallow his anger without showing any complaints.

But I am like this cold wind, constantly blowing his shell, constantly thinking of ways to torture him, torturing him to the ground, and never getting up.