Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Pei Xiangyun suddenly got too close to him, he subconsciously slowed down his breathing, and his eyes flicked around, not daring to fall on his face.

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "I'm asking you something, what kind of mistress do you want me to find for you?"

Pei Xiangyun licked his lips subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "That's not what I meant."

"that is not what I meant?"

The fingertips clamping his chin loosened, and the man's voice was a little more ironic: "Then what do you mean, let me hear it?"

"I……"

Pei Xiangyun didn't dare to say what he meant, and lowered his eyes embarrassingly: "It's the students who have violated the rules."

"Remember what I said earlier?"

Jiang Yi didn't bother to care about his small thoughts: ""36 Strategies" silently three times, and leave it to me after the year."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves, not seeing Pei Xiangyun's suddenly relaxed expression.

Pei Xiangyun heaved a sigh of fear, and put away the thoughts that were about to move again.

He closed the door, calmed down, sat at the table and lit the candlestick, spread out the paper and picked up the pen familiarly, and after writing a few lines, he found that he couldn't calm down no matter what.

The light shone brightly on the paper, and his pen hung on the paper for a while, before a drop of ink quietly fell, leaving a stain on the handwriting.

Be calm, don't be impetuous.

It took Jiang Yi a few years to change his irritable and irritable temper to a whole new level, but when he encountered some unexpected things, it still disturbed his finally settled down mood.

And these things are eighty/nine out of ten related to Jiang Yi.

Pei Xiangyun let out a long sigh, put the pen on the pen holder aside, and stared at the first sentence he wrote.

"Prepare for the week and don't be lazy, but don't doubt if it is common."

Although the handwriting is occasionally scattered, it is still neat and neat on the whole. I don't know how many rulers he has suffered in exchange for it.

It was painful and difficult, but it gave him a handwriting similar to Jiang Yi's, and he was happy with it.

In the previous life, I would have been dissatisfied, and would have fought against the teacher to the end, just to make everyone act according to my own ideas.

Just to do it all over again, Pei Xiangyun is willing to protect the teacher, not willing to let him suffer half a point of harm.

Especially from his injuries.

Pei Xiangyun took a deep breath, and drove out the thought of "the teacher is likely to get married" from his head, put out the candle again, and lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

He has no right to interfere with Jiang Yi's life, but he is afraid that the teacher will leave him alone in this world.

That was horrible.

Pei Xiangyun couldn't help but rubbed his hands against the wooden wall beside him, put his ears against it, and tried to hear the voices from the next door.

He held his breath and listened to the sound of the man dragging the chair away and gently flipping the paper, and the agitation in his heart slowly calmed down.

That's fine now.

I... really shouldn't be that greedy.

Since you can already stand behind him, why do you still covet the shoulder-to-shoulder position?

Pei Xiangyun tapped on the wooden wall lightly with his knuckles, and said in a low voice, "Master, I won't force it."

"Be nicer to me, okay?"

-

Perhaps it was because the ground dragon in Jiang's mansion was too warm, and Pei Xiangyun had a good dream after a long absence.

In the dream, he was in a world of ice and snow, the sky was completely dark, and the roar of wild beasts could be faintly heard in the original place.

He curled up under a tree, shivering from the cold all over his body, and couldn't open his eyes because of the cold wind. He only felt that the heat on his body was slowly dissipating.

When the heat disappears, he will die.

It's okay to die...

No longer need to go hungry or cold, no longer have to endure criticism and discrimination, and can be reunited with parents.

Isn't that a good thing?

Just when he was really about to give up and fall obediently into the ominous darkness, a pair of hands dug him out of the snowdrift.

"Master Jiang, there is a child here!"

The man who dug him out yelled to tell someone, and woke up Pei Xiangyun, who was already numb, from his stupor.

He became a little impatient, opened his eyes slightly, but met a pair of beautiful eyes full of surprise.

Pei Xiangyun had never seen such a good-looking person.

He leaned against the tree trunk coldly, watching the person who looked like a banished fairy riding towards him, and then stretched out a hand to him: "Why are you here? What's your name?"

Pei Xiangyun's lips were dry from the cold, and his throat was so blocked that he couldn't speak, so he could only make a hoarse "ahhh" sound.

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, and wanted to withdraw his hand.He didn't know where the strength came from, and he rushed forward and hugged that hand tightly.

"Master Jiang, this kid seems to like you very much..." The people around him said, "You should take him back, or he will freeze to death tomorrow morning."

The good-looking man lowered his eyes, and with a smile in his voice, he said softly, "Are you willing to go back with me? Just nod if you want."

Pei Xiangyun didn't nod.

He just added a little more strength to hug the man's hand, and looked into the man's eyes without blinking his black eyes.

"very pitiful……"

The man's voice sounded again: "This will be your home from now on."

Pei Xiangyun was very happy in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to get close to that person, but only a piece of sleeve slipped between his fingers.

He raised his head in panic, but saw the man getting farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Pei Xiangyun woke up suddenly from his dream, his heart pounding on his chest like a drum, and he slowly calmed down after a while.

His mouth was dry and he drank all the leftover tea left on the table yesterday.

The cold tea flowed over his limbs and bones, making his chaotic mind a little clearer.

Pei Xiangyun lowered his head angrily, staring at the damp and sticky area in a daze.

He followed Jiang Yi to copy the Buddhist scriptures for half a year, almost thinking that he was really going to be ordained and became a monk, and that his control over sex/desire had already reached the point of perfection, but he never thought that just an old dream would allow him to successfully break the precepts.

shouldn't...

In this life, the teacher is determined to alienate himself.

Even if he does not alienate himself, he should not have any unreasonable thoughts about the teacher.

Pei Xiangyun sighed helplessly, changed his clothes resignedly, brought a bucket of water from the well in the backyard, gritted his teeth and endured the cold winter water to wash his clothes.

It's only Chen's hour now, and the mansion reckons that only the servants are awake.

Pei Xiangyun was fidgeting in the house, all he could think about was the people living next door to him, after wandering around for a while, he put on a coat and went out.

Outside the door, he met the boy who showed him the way yesterday, and saluted him according to the rules, but Pei Xiangyun pretended not to see him, and slammed into the early morning mist with a cold face.

The boy looked at his back inexplicably, then shook his head, not knowing where he had offended that man, it was simply unreasonable.

The backyard of Jiang's mansion is not too big, except for a well, there is a weapon rack, and there are several grass-made people standing beside it, as if they are used to practice martial arts for others.

It's just been on hold for too long.

Ever since becoming Jiang Yi's student, Pei Xiangyun seldom touches weapons anymore.

One is that the teacher doesn't like it, and the other is that what he has learned in his previous life is enough for him to cope with the current situation.

His fingertips slid across the rusty sword, and he couldn't help pulling out a spear/spear, holding it in his hand, and stabbed steadily at the undispelled morning mist.

There was no one around, Pei Xiangyun was a little cautious at first, but he relaxed more and more later.

That spear/gun is no better than the one the teacher gave me in the previous life.The iron gun body is heavy to hold, with a heavy feeling of falling, and more strength is needed every time you raise your hand.

Pei Xiangyun practiced a few poses on his own, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his breathing became a little short, but the feeling of depression in his heart gradually disappeared.

He does seem to be addicted to martial arts.

The weapon he hasn't gotten for a long time, and now it's just a worn-out spear/spear, can be held in his hand for such a long time.

Jiang Yi was wearing a big cloak, standing under the eaves not far away, looking at the tall and straight figure in the morning mist.

In the past, he should have gone to deal with the wolf cubs.

But maybe it was because he felt a little more relaxed after returning to Yandu, or maybe it was because the way the young man carefully handed the safety buckle into his hands that day was too humble, today he suddenly didn't want to care about anything anymore.

The servant at the side handed him a cup of hot tea respectfully: "Master..."

Jiang Yi took the teacup, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, watching Pei Xiangyun's movements.

The young man's figure is tall and straight, every movement is full of strength, like a longbow with a taut string, it seems that it is ready to go, as long as he is given a chance, he can pierce the deadly arrow into the heart and lungs of the enemy In the throat.

Really good knife.

Jiang Yi drank the cup of hot tea slowly, put the cup on the small table beside him, gathered his cloak, and walked towards the back of the martial arts practitioner.

Pei Xiangyun practiced the gun heartily all morning, and felt that the meridians all over his body seemed to be opened up, and the blood vessels in his limbs were bouncing lightly, clamoring for indescribable comfort.

He turned the spear in his hand sideways, and was about to make the last move, when a strong wind suddenly passed by the oblique side.

Pei Xiangyun's heart trembled, he hadn't made a clear judgment yet, but his body had already reacted accordingly, and without even thinking about it, he stabbed viciously at the side where the strong wind hit.

The grabbing pole was entangled by something, and he couldn't take it back after he came over.

Pei Xiangyun didn't even think about it, he immediately stamped his palm, and raised his eyes subconsciously, just in time to bump into the cold eyes of the man.

He immediately let go of his strength in this palm, and ran aground halfway in a hurry, but staggered under his feet, and the spear in his hand "clinked" hit the ground, but he threw himself into Jiang Yi's arms.

Jiang Yi took a step sideways calmly, watching the wolf cub almost hit his face on the ground.

Pei Xiangyun panicked, so he simply knelt down on the ground in this position: "The student didn't know that the master came, and almost hurt the master, please punish him."

Jiang Yi slowly stroked the horsewhip he had just picked up casually, and looked down at him: "Do you want me to punish you just because of this?"

The author says:

Remember what Gouzi said. You will be tested in the future.