The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

For the next ten days or so, except for wandering around Daizui Village, chatting with the villagers, and giving away some extra food, the few of them stayed in the house and seldom went out, and they lived happily.

Qi Wushen taught Xiao Zhu and Ji Sheng how to cook, and threw a few cookbooks from the market.

Although there are some small problems from time to time, it is generally smooth.

There is no need to worry about food and clothing, and several people take turns to do things, so that they are free.

——If it is an ordinary person, you will definitely feel bored and want to go out to have fun.No, Xiaozhu studied the recipes when he was free, and now he is not inferior to him in cooking.Ji Sheng was so bored that he rummaged through the house all day long, and now almost one-third of the house has his footprints.

However, these Qi Wushen are not interested.

——Although he also loves to play, he prefers "salting" to playing.

There is a small river in the backyard, the water of the river passes through the house, and the water for eating and bathing was taken from there.

There are a few crooked-neck trees by the river, with dense shade and lush branches and leaves, which are very suitable for enjoying the shade.

Qi Wushen has been optimistic about the location under the tree for a long time, but the yard has been abandoned for too long, with overgrown weeds, especially under the shade, it will take a lot of time to tidy up.At that time, they were busy solving the problem of food and clothing, so the plan of cleaning was put on hold for the time being.

In the past few days, there is no need to go out, and I have more time, so I removed the weeds, trimmed the branches, and tidied up the place.

Qi Wushen found some rags in the warehouse, washed them and made them into a hammock and tied them between two trees.

The hammock is swaying leisurely, the sound of water is gurgling in the ears, the green vines are swaying in the eyes, and the breeze is blowing. Every movement and stillness can become a scene.

When he wasn't cooking and tidying up, he just spent his time like this all day long, flipping through the idle books he found in the market from time to time, broadening his horizons, understanding life in the dusty world, and having fun.

Everything is fine, except...

——Qi Wushen closed his eyes, covered his face with the book, pretending to be asleep, but actually looked to the side through the crack of the book.

Not far away stands a strange rockery with jagged shapes.

In front of the rockery, the thin, scarlet figure stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was observing the grain direction of the Taihu stone. It was Zong Wu.

Qi Wushen was a little puzzled.

According to his understanding of Master, Zong Wu should be practicing Taoism at this time, not playing with a stone.

You must know that the master is devoted to the Tao. Apart from cultivation, all his interests are in his interest. Even the family, friendship, and love that ordinary people desire are superfluous to him. "Leisure, boredom, casual walk, relaxation" is a vocabulary that will never appear on him.

Probably based on this cognition, Qi Wushen felt flustered.

His intuition told him that Master did not come to see that broken stone, and it is impossible to come to see that broken stone...

Master should have come to see him.

but……

Qi Wushen turned over in frustration.

What's so good about him?

If the master came to him with something, why didn't he speak directly?If Master came to see him, why didn't he come closer?

The current situation is very strange.

What's even more strange is... this is not the first time.

About three days ago, Qi Wushen was enjoying the shade as usual, but he caught a glimpse of a huge shadow at the bottom of the river from the corner of his sight.

He turned over and went down to check, only to see a not-so-intelligent fish standing still in the river. Under the sunlight, the shadow of the fish was reflected on the bottom of the river. It was as long as one-third of the arm, and one could not help wondering what it ate. Things can grow so big.

Meat is not as easy to preserve as vegetables. At that time, eight or nine days had passed, and the meat they bought had already been eaten clean.

Qi Wushen looked at the lazily swimming fish, and the corners of his mouth were stained with tears of emotion. Based on the principle of "timely enjoyment", he "cooked" his fish brother in the kitchen that night.

When he was cooking, Master also stood at the door of the kitchen in such a "strange" way.

Zong Wu raised his head and looked at the bright sunset glow in the sky, but his expression seemed absent-minded, and his eyes drifted past him even if there was nothing.

Logically speaking, Zong Wu is cold as a human being, so should his gaze, but that evening, Qi Wushen felt that the master's eyes were quenched and needled, hotter than the sunset glow in the sky, making him hairy all over. , From time to time, I feel that I am the fish on the chopping board, and I am at the mercy of others.

At that time, he thought that the master was hungry, so he took the snacks he made earlier, but Zong Wu shook his head and refused.

Qi Wushen made up another excuse, saying that there was a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen.

The original intention was to ask the master to go back, but who knows, Zong Wu did move farther away, but his eyes were still on him, even more straightforward than before.

Qi Wushen was so absent-minded during that meal that he felt ashamed of Brother Yu for being so "majestic".

This matter was still complained by Ji Sheng until the evening of the next day.

Qi Wushen felt wronged and wanted to defend a few words, but he couldn't directly explain the reason.

You can't always say: "I'm not performing properly, it's because my master sees it."

Not to mention that he has no evidence, just looking at this sentence is particularly outrageous.

How is it that the "naked, naked" eyes will be abnormal when they are looked at?

What's more, only the recipient of the sight can feel such things as sight, but he never knows whether the sender is intentional or unintentional.

Because of this, "he is looking at me" can be called the same illusion of life as "he likes me".

But for some reason, Qi Wushen just felt that "Master is looking at me".

This is probably inseparable from the same drama being staged again and again.

And... even more explicit.

The most serious time was the night before, walking back to the yard after dinner.

At this time, he lived in the room opposite to the master, but Ji Sheng and Xiao Zhu had already moved to other places. In fact, those two insisted on not wanting to bow their heads and see the master.

In the first few days when I lived opposite Zong Wu, I was quite comfortable.

Master seldom goes out, especially at night.

Because of this, Qi Wushen generously divided the yard into his own activity area. One of his favorite things to do is to lie under the vines, cover the bed with a thin quilt, enjoy the shade and watch the stars, and sometimes he may fall asleep on the wicker chair go.

This day, he looked at the stars as usual, and when the night was quiet, his thoughts were contaminated by sleepiness.

At this moment, there was a crisp ringing from the side.

In the haze, Qi Wushen thought that there was a bird disturbing the flower bell, but after careful identification, he found that the sound came from a low place.

He looked around, and saw Zong Wu, wearing only a knee-length gauze dress, walking barefoot on the green bricks a few feet away from him, staring at him intently.

Master's legs are extremely thin and long, white and delicate, like two young bamboos standing tall.Under the cover of the light gauze, a pair of good legs are looming, and there is a feeling of half-covering the pipa.Coupled with the familiar and unfamiliar silver bell, there is always a sense of ecstasy, which makes people unable to stop their imaginations.

Qi Wushen swallowed, and turned his head in embarrassment.

"Master, what's the matter? Did you wash the clothes?"

He turned over and stared at the ground, not daring to look at Zong Wu.

He said again: "Master, it's cold on the ground, you go back to your room first, the apprentice bought a new one a few days ago, and I'll send it to you later."

"..."

Zong Wu said nothing.

Qi Wushen felt that strange gaze, which was burning with fire and frozen with ice, focused on him again, and his heart trembled.

Fortunately, the master just took a look and left.

It was late at night, but my thoughts could not be calm for a long time.

Qi Wushen is not a person who takes things very seriously, but that night, he stayed up all night until the east was white and the sky was filled with rays of light.

From the next day, he removed the wicker chairs under the grape arbor, and retreated his safe space outside the courtyard.

He didn't understand, obviously a few days ago, the two had already spoken, and their relationship should go back to the way it was before, but it seemed that something had changed.

However, he couldn't find the abnormality, he just felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Qi Wushen recalled the days in Jiuchongtian.

Although the two lived together in Cangwuxuan, the number of times they met was actually limited.

In the Nine Heavens, immortals who have not crossed the catastrophe are equivalent to "apprentices". They go to Diyuan to attend classes every day to learn immortal arts and Taoism in preparation for future employment.And a fairy like Zong Wu has a fixed position and is quite busy.

He skipped classes, and his master practiced Daoism. As long as he ensured that he would not be discovered by "skipping classes to fish for fish and doing bad things", unless he encountered critical matters, such as being blocked in his cultivation, and studying for schoolwork, the two would not disturb each other.

It is also because of this that Qi Wushen has long been accustomed to the "keep a certain distance" relationship with Master.

But when he first ascended, he didn't think so for a while.

At that time, he felt that Zong Wu was cold, he didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't fulfill his duty as a master.

At that time, his mind was unstable, he was not as calm as he is now, disturbed by some past events, with some paranoia, he also did some extreme things and said some extreme words.

"You don't like me, and I hate you too. Even so, why did you accept me as a disciple? You and I broke up this fairy relationship, so it's right that we don't know each other." Qi Wushen once questioned like this face to face.

Zong Wu naturally ignored him, just turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The initial relationship between them was somewhat tit-for-tat, and it was not until later that some coincidental opportunities slowly changed.

In fact, what Ji Sheng said was right, Qi Wushen's popularity in Yaoyang Sect and even the entire Jiuchongtian was not good, but Zong Wuli rejected all opinions and accepted him as a disciple, which was the biggest exception.But he only found out later.

In short, with all kinds of trivial things superimposed, Qi Wushen realized just now that the master cared for him a lot.

——It's just that that person is used to hiding behind his back and caring silently.

Master is like this, so is he.

——Although he enjoys the care of his master and looks a little arrogant, he never dares to be presumptuous, and only dares to express it later.Over time, a model of getting along with each other with concern but estrangement gradually formed.

But now... this way of getting along has faintly changed.

On this side, Qi Wushen only felt that the master was abnormally close, which made him not used to it.

He didn't know that Zong Wu's side was not much better.

On the surface, Zong Wu was looking at the rocks and the scenery calmly, but he was also very annoying, quite annoying.

More than ten days have passed, and in a few days, it will be the new moon again.

On the next day, the poison of love will break out again.

Obviously I had prepared well last time, and clearly distinguished the "body" and "tao mind".

But the real date is approaching, and Zong Wu can't do it.

Red Crane said that even if he directly asked Qi Wushen to lie down on the bed and do those things on his own initiative, afterward, Qi Wushen might not even ask questions, let alone suspect anything.

But the problem is, he can't say it at all.

"I'm addicted to love, I need your help, please... me."

Do you want to say that?

Zong Wu is aware of the poison in his body, just to do those things, and he is trying to accept it in his heart, but speaking and accepting are always two states.

——In other words, he can do it, but he can't speak it.

As a spiritual pet, Red Crane is not aware of Zong Wu's entanglement, but still puts forward two thoughtful suggestions.

One, find a way to remind the little apprentice of what happened when he crossed the catastrophe, so that he doesn't have to say anything.

But it was obvious that Zong Wu didn't want to choose this path.

Compared with the current situation, he didn't want to tell the little apprentice: We have a child, we have done those things in the past.

To some extent, he and Qi Wushen are the same, they don't want to destroy their current relationship.

Zong Wu is very defensive, he resists all possibilities that may cause his mood swings.

Suppose you tell Qi Wushen that they have a child.How will the little apprentice respond?To accept or to escape?

He can't predict these things, and they may all become sharp blades that hurt his Dao Heart.

His mind was messed up enough not to allow the unpredictable to happen again.

It is also because of this that even though he is about to have contact beyond the master-apprentice relationship, he still works hard to maintain the precarious relationship with the young apprentice.

These flamingoes don't understand, all it knows is that Zong Wu doesn't want Qi Wushen to remember.

So, it neatly proposes another solution.

——"Go and seduce him, let him take the initiative to do that with you."

Zong Wu: "..."

"Is there any other way?" Zong Wu asked for a long time.

"No, or you stun him, and then use spells to make him..."

"..."

Zong Wu finally chose the road of seduction.

The flamingo also thoughtfully brought him a picture book from nowhere, so that Zong Wu could learn how others show tenderness and how to seduce people's daydreams.

That's why I had the previous gaze and bare feet.

But obviously, all of these failed.

——Obviously a very smart person, but he just seems unable to learn or do it.

On the other side, Qi Wushen flipped back and forth a few times depressedly, and finally figured it out.

——Actually, it doesn’t matter whether Master looks at him or not.

As long as he doesn't change and pretends not to know, these things just haven't happened.

As a salted fish waiting to die, pretending to be ignorant is the highest form of self-cultivation, and he is fully confident in doing it.

Qi Wushen was convinced.

At this moment, a sound of flapping wings sounded from above the head.

Qi Wushen lifted the book covering his face, looked up, and saw a red flame in the sky, coming straight towards him.

It was clearly still more than ten meters away, but the huge wings that hurt people and the long beak like a pair of inverted boots seemed to have arrived in front of them.

He smelled danger, abandoned the hammock and fled quickly.

Unexpectedly, the flamingo didn't rush towards him, but plunged straight into the river, soaked in water.

Qi Wushen: "..."

Two opposite thoughts surged in his mind at the same time.

One told him: This bird's brain is not very good.

Another one told him: If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Qi Wushen retreated vigilantly, trying to keep the distance from the bird more than three feet, so that he could escape at any time.

I saw the flamingo sticking out its slender neck from the water, and large crystal drops of water slid down its blood-red feathers. The next second, it kicked its feet and took off at low altitude with its body wet from the river.

Qi Wushen quickly dodged, but the bird didn't even look at him, and flew straight to the rockery.

"Wow--" A head of water fell from the sky and fell straight on Zong Wu's head. The scarlet clothes were originally thin, but after being poured by the water, they stuck to his body wetly, and the lines underneath were faintly visible. Sex, sensuality, lure.

The wet blue silk was stuck to the side of the face, and a drop of crystal water just landed on the small mole under Zong Wu's eyes.

The little mole was flushed, and it fell there as if he had just cried. The whole person had a messy and broken aesthetic feeling, coupled with his cold temperament, it gave this temptation a tinge of abstinence.

"Take good care of it." When the flamingo passed by at low altitude, it said in a code that only the two of them could understand.

"..."

Yes, wet, body, lure, tempt.

This is a new drama that I saw in the album yesterday.

At this moment, Qi Wushen also ran over with small steps.

"Master, Master, are you alright?" The young man's eyes were burning, as if he could dry his wet clothes.

"Wait here, I'll get the talisman paper to dry the clothes."

Before Zong Wu could answer, he turned and ran.

The next second, his wrist was grabbed from behind.

"You don't need to take the talisman paper, you, you help me..."

Zong Wu lowered his head and lowered his voice, already defeated.

This time, he finally let go of his reserved reserve.

The author says:

Drop "Character Note" x1:

Common name: flamingo;

Nickname: Baibai;

Scientific name: flamingo;

Known name: Flamingo