The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

Regarding Shuo Ri's just beginning, the love poison was dealt with, Zong Wu never expected it.

Originally, he still felt that it was unfair to him to use the little apprentice as a tool to dispel the poison of love, but now...

Since the other party took the initiative, he didn't feel guilty at all.

As for...

The reason why the little apprentice took the initiative?

As an apprentice, it is natural to solve problems for the master?

Zong Wu felt that it was outrageous, but he didn't care.

After all, it doesn't seem to be important compared to love and poison.

"Master, next time you have such a need, you can just say it directly, and you don't have to bear it for so long." The two were soaking in the warm water of the dome bath, and the boy said in a low voice while helping him clean up.

Zong Wu didn't speak, but bent his knees slightly, leaned on the boy, buried his mouth in the water, and pretended to be an ostrich.

For the time being, he didn't want to mention that need again, and he didn't even want to hear those four words.

Qi Wushen only felt that Master was ashamed, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Just silently said: "Master, lift your legs, it's not easy to wash."

Zong Wu: "..."

Having said that, he complied.

The sound of splashing water was accompanied by the sound of skin rubbing.

Zong Wu was very tired, because of the excitement of last night, the contact now just felt like a fuss, and he didn't respond.

After a while, he realized something, only felt that his brain was burnt out by the poison of love.

——He can obviously use spiritual power to cleanse, so there is no need for it, and he continues to face the little apprentice like this, naked, naked, and soaked in warm water.

"Don't..."

"Master has finished washing, let's wash your hair."

The two spoke at the same time.

Zong Wu: "..."

After a while, he only choked out the word "good".

It's just that he's asleep. It's not like he hasn't slept with the little apprentice before. Why does it feel like the relationship between the two of them has changed overnight?

In the past, he had the initiative, but now...he is indeed being served, but why does he feel like a little thing being manipulated by others?

"Don't mess with it, I'll just use a cleansing spell." Zong Wu was about to stand up, but his feet went limp, and he fell on the little apprentice again. Fortunately, Qi Wushen stretched out his arms in time to wrap around his waist.

"Master, what did you just say?" The young man asked again, the sound of the water was a bit loud just now, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"I said don't do it, I can use spiritual power." Zong Wu was a little annoyed.

He only felt that the posture of the two of them was weird now, he was leaning on the little apprentice like a boneless snake, he couldn't help but remind him of some things he did under the influence of love poison yesterday.

"..." Zong Wu paused for a moment, then said again, "Let go of me, I will stand by myself."

"Here." Qi Wushen said in a low voice.

He didn't understand at all, it was obvious that the master was still hooking his neck and whispering in his ear: "I can't walk, you hug me." Now he insisted on standing.

"Alright then." Qi Wushen said slowly.

For some reason, Zong Wu could hear a trace of regret in those words.

However, he directly ignored the feeling that he couldn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

He performed the tactics with one hand, and the golden light appeared on his fingertips, like a cluster of small burning flames.

He sent the flame towards the water-drenched Qingsi, but before touching it, he just heard, puff——

Went out.

Zong Wu: "..."

He tried again, with the same result.

Try again, this time the result is worse than the previous two times, even the golden light can't be gathered.

Zong Wu was stunned, at this time Qi Wushen also spoke.

"Master, why can't you use your spiritual power?"

Zong Wu also wanted to know why he couldn't use spiritual power anymore.

At this time, the boy suddenly remembered something, covered his mouth and said in surprise: "No, it can't be because of what happened last night, right?"

Qi Wushen realized belatedly that the master cultivated the way of ruthlessness, if so, what he did last night, wouldn't it be... breaking the precept?

Could it be that Master was not shy when he seduced him vaguely before?Rather, he already knew that indulgence would break the precept, so he acted like he wanted to welcome or refuse?

Zong Wu: "..."

He didn't want to talk about it, but the young apprentice's burning gaze made him feel compelled to say something.

Zong Wu paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The way of ruthless, ruthless and thoughtless is enough, no need for no desire."

Qi Wushen was relieved, his expression was inexplicably gratifying.

He paused and asked: "Then next time something like this happens, will Master still call me?"

Zong Wu: "..."

It has to be said that this question is a bit acute.

-

After taking a bath, Ji Sheng had already cooked the rice, Qi Wushen took a bowl of porridge, tasted it and found that the thickness was moderate, and then brought it to the room.

During the period, Ji Sheng wondered: "What's the matter with you? You don't eat with us anymore, and you insist on taking it to the room. Before, it was obvious that you didn't want to sleep with Zunjun. Why did you change so much?"

"It's not what it used to be."

The young man smiled without explaining, and went back to the room with the porridge, leaving only his friend wondering where he was.

When Qi Wushen returned to his room and opened the door, the first thing he saw was a child sitting in front of the master, with a pair of jade hands teasing the child.

That child was none other than the ghost attached to the puppet doll.

The young man smiled slightly, and for some reason, he actually saw a warm feeling of "father's kindness and son's filial piety".

Although the expression on Zong Wu's face was still as serious as before, his movements to tease the child were exceptionally gentle, as if he was afraid that the child would bump into him.

The boy put the porridge on the table, set out the spoon, and handed it to Zong Wu.

Zong Wu took it, pointed at the child again, and said softly to Qi Wushen, "It seems to be sick."

"..." When the two of them were doing good things yesterday, the child was temporarily sent to Xiao Zhu to take care of him. Xiao Zhu was also very careful, so why did he get sick?

Qi Wushen leaned over to look, and saw that the child's chubby face was extraordinarily rosy, but his breathing was slightly short, as if it was covered with mist.

"Master, it's not that I'm sick." Qi Wushen said seriously, "This is a normal reaction, it's just...the cover is too tight."

He unbuttoned the two buttons on the child's collar, leaned over and teased the child for a while, and the suspicious rosiness finally dissipated.

However, the boy soon discovered a new problem.

"Master, why doesn't he seem to be very good at talking?" Qi Wushen looked at Master wonderingly.

The child only knew how to babble and scratch his fingers repeatedly throughout the whole process, and the words in his mouth were vague, and the only two words that were clear among so many words were "brother".

Zong Wu shook his head, and said with some difficulty: "He should be able to talk?"

Qi Wushen: "..."

The young man thought, this is a five or six-year-old child, not five or six months, it is abnormal if he can't speak?

Having said that, Qi Wushen once again had doubts about Master's "life skills".

In the past, he had actually trusted Zong Wu a lot. He felt that Master could handle all kinds of things in the Nine Heavens with ease, but since he came down to earth...

Qi Wushen felt more and more that Master was unreliable.

Not to mention that life skills are basically zero, even taking care of oneself seems to be a bit strenuous, otherwise how could something like yesterday happen?Obviously holding back like that, but he didn't say anything.

The strange thing is that although he finds that the master is unreliable, he doesn't hate this kind of unreliability, probably because the unreliable aspects of the master are all what he is good at, which makes the young man feel that he really exists In this relationship, instead of being alienated like before.

Zong Wu shook his head, and continued: "I don't know, maybe the soul has been traveling for too long."

"A lot of ghosts don't go to reincarnation. There is negligence on the side of the Styx Youfu, or maybe they have obsessions in their hearts, so they deliberately hide from being discovered."

Qi Wushen remembered that when he first found the child, he was huddled in the closet behind the white jade statue, attached to the folding fan, and felt that the latter was more likely.

I just heard the master continue: "But over the years, the power of the soul dissipates, and they often only remember that they have obsessions, but they don't remember what the obsessions are."

Qi Wushen: "..."

Is it really too long?

He teased the child for a while, and found that although the child's appearance had returned to five or six years old, but his mind seemed to be only one or two years old, he couldn't help feeling a little sore on the tip of his nose.

... Obsessive?

He remembered the folding fan before, maybe there was a clue there.

On the other side, Zong Wu was drinking porridge while watching Qi Wushen teasing the child, but his eyes drifted out of the window from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

But after waiting and waiting, no one came, he put down his spoon, yawned rarely, got up and said to Qi Wushen, "I'll sleep for a while."

……Um?

The young man was stunned, he looked at the sky outside, it was clearly still daytime, and the master actually proposed to take a nap at this time, you must know that sleeping in the early morning is obviously only done by idle people like them who fish and play all day long .

Is it...

Qi Wushen lowered his head, grabbed Zong Wu's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Is it because this disciple was tossing too much yesterday?"

Zong Wu: "..."

It's really a pot that doesn't mention which pot to open.

He paused for a moment, then turned around, the expression on his face almost froze, and his tone was almost scolding.

"Don't mention what happened yesterday."

Hearing this, the boy lowered his head even lower, as if he felt a little guilty.

Master and apprentice for many years, Zong Wu felt that he had never used such a reprimanding tone to train a young apprentice, and he almost let go and said that he was serious.

At this moment, the little apprentice with his head down suddenly spoke.

"Is that so? Ketuer originally wanted to ask you, was there any place where you were uncomfortable being served yesterday, and... which one do you prefer..."

Zong Wu: "..."

"Shut up." He regretted his soft heart last second.

Zong Wu got on the bed without looking back, and then lowered the bed curtain to completely isolate himself from the outside world.

On the other side, Qi Wushen's face was full of shock.

because……

Just now, Master unexpectedly...glared at him.

Oh my God, Zong Wu, that high-minded and self-reliant God with a cold expression on his face, and even colder Tianque God, actually gave him a glare? !

The young man was stunned, not out of fear, but out of joy.

He was very proud of himself for being able to make Master show a third expression in a waking state.

"Master, that disciple has left first."

The boy said so, but did not get a reply.

-

Qi Wushen arrived at Ji Sheng's house after making several turns along the yard. He wanted to ask his friend about the fan, but he didn't see anyone.

After asking Xiaozhu, he found out that Ji Sheng seemed to have gone to explore the house again, but Xiaozhu couldn't tell where he went.

"Okay, what kind of flower, garden?"

"Garden?" Qi Wushen thought of the place yesterday, and suddenly had a direction, but...

"Why did he go to the garden?" Qi Wushen asked.

Before Ji Sheng was obsessed with exploring warehouses, storage rooms and the like, it was the first time for such an open and empty place like a garden.

Although the words were asked out, Xiaozhu definitely didn't know.

Qi Wushen handed the child to Xiaozhu, turned around and headed towards the garden.

-

The garden is large, but very dilapidated, with broken trees and a strong smell of decay. It is daytime now, and there are no insects, ants and small animals running around, but it is expected to be a good place for "dancing demons" at night.

Qi Wushen walked along the garden all the way, and sure enough, bypassing the cover of two giant trees, a huge stage came into view.

On the stage, Ji Sheng stood there with his head down and his limbs drooping.

From this angle, Qi Wushen could only see his back, for some reason, he felt that his back was weird, Ji Sheng clearly stepped on the ground, but his feet didn't seem to be firmly on the ground.

That feeling... as if something was hanging him from the top of his head, hanging him there, as if the soles of his feet were barely touching the ground.

"Hey, chicken, what's the matter?" Qi Wushen patted his friend on the shoulder.

Ji Sheng's whole body twitched, only to hear a very low sound of "stab" from a subtle place, Qi Wushen's eyes quickly grabbed the air with his hands, as if he had caught something, but he didn't seem to have it.

Afterwards, Ji Sheng looked at Qi Wushen in a daze, as if returning to his soul.

"Hey, why are you here?" Ji Sheng said.

Qi Wushen frowned slightly, only to hear that Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Huh? Why am I here?"

"You don't know how you got here?" The young man put the thing he caught just now in front of Ji Sheng, with an unattractive expression on his face, and said again: "Then take a look at what it is?"

Ji Sheng lowered his head, and saw that Qi Wushen was holding two almost transparent silk threads in his hand, which couldn't be seen to have any effect, but...it looked like a gadget used to hang dolls in a puppet show.