Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

"Junior Sister Yilin, Junior Sister Yilin."

Just when Yilin walked not far away, Yiping chased her out.

"What's wrong? Senior Sister Yiping."

Yilin stopped walking when she heard the words, she didn't notice the innocence in the other party's smile at all.

"Junior Sister, I heard that you have been accepted as an in-room disciple by the head teacher today, so I would like to congratulate you here first."

"Yilin doesn't think there's anything to be happy about, she's just afraid that if she is clumsy, one day she will annoy the master and be expelled from the branch."

Yilin replied solemnly.

This is indeed the question that she has been troubled with for most of the day.

"Oh? So, Master Headmaster has a bad temper?"

Yiping continued talking.

"How can the master be bad? Yilin is afraid that she can't do well."

"No, Yilin, you have to believe in yourself."

After saying this, Yiping rolled her eyes, and suddenly looked at the food box in Yilin's hand, and immediately changed the topic:
"Hey, Junior Sister Yilin, can you eat so much by yourself?"

"Ok?"

Yilin looked down at the food box in her hand, and then said:

"Of course I didn't eat it myself, and the master didn't eat either. I brought some for him."

"What's all this?"

Yiping said pretending not to know.

"There are steamed buns, sweet potatoes, green vegetables, and millet porridge."

"Master Headmaster, are you used to the vegetarian food here?"

"Well, Master doesn't mind these things, he's not picky, and he eats very cleanly."

"Is that so... Hey, is it heavy or not, how about I lift it for you."

"No senior sister, I can still mention it."

"You're welcome, why are you being polite to me?"

Yiping went to grab the food box in Yilin's hand as she said that, but she deliberately increased her strength, so the lunch box fell to the ground immediately, and the food inside even spilled all over the floor.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Junior Sister Yilin, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, but I'm actually kind-hearted."

While talking, Yiping picked up the scattered bowls and chopsticks.

"It's okay, I'll just order another order, it's a pity that these meals are lost."

As she spoke, Yilin put the bowls and chopsticks back into the food box one by one.

However, Yiping snatched the food box before her, and ran back to the dining room with great strides, saying without looking back:

"Junior Sister, I'll wash the tableware for you, and then I'll make a copy for you. If you don't want to make me feel guilty, just wait here."

Yiping quickly ran into the dining room, and put the food box back on the seat where she was sitting just now.

Just when he had just finished serving the food, Yimo also came back from the residence.

"Did you bring it?"

Yiping lowered her voice and asked.

"Brought it."

After saying that, Yimo took out a large bag of white powder from her bosom.

"Help me block it."

With Yiping's cooperation, she poured the large bag of white powder into two bowls of rice porridge, and finally put it firmly into the food box, and closed the lid.

"Okay, take it to her."

Yiping nodded, and said with a sinister smile:
"Lonely men and widows living together in the same room, coupled with the effect of this drug, no matter how noble a person is, they will definitely show their ugly appearance and do such mediocre things. This time we can be regarded as the beauty of adults."

"Hehe, as long as we use this as a threat at that time, with Yilin's cowardly character, we will definitely tell you and me all the sword skills she has learned. After we use her up, we will make this moment public. It's a joy to think about."

After listening to Yimo's whisper, Yiping's cone-like cheeks almost burst out laughing.

She reached out to pick up the lunch box and walked out of the dining room with steady steps.

"Junior Sister Yilin, I've been waiting for a long time. I'm really sorry for wasting some time cleaning the dishes."

"nothing."

Yilin had no idea that the rice porridge in the food box had been drugged.

"Senior sister, if there is nothing else, I will go first."

Yilin finished speaking and turned to leave.

Looking at Yilin's back going away, she couldn't hold back her inner joy again, and laughed out loud.

Hengshan School.

Li Qiye was leaning over the table and writing vigorously. He was writing the Kyushu script for the second time. Huang Rong had already returned to her room after observing it for a while.

"Master, let's eat."

Even though the door was wide open, Yilin still knocked on the door very politely. She didn't take off her shoes until Li Qiye beckoned, and walked carefully to the table.

"You eat first, don't worry about me."

Li Qiye said without raising his head.

"Is it here?"

Yilin asked timidly.

"Yes, I have something to tell you, and close the door by the way."

"Ah."

After finishing what Li Qiye told her, she placed her portion of the meal on the table.

"Master..."

"Eat."

Seeing that Li Qiye hadn't raised her head, Yilin relaxed a little, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Bite the steamed buns in small bites.

The dishes are also eaten one by one.

She tried her best to minimize the movement from her mouth so as not to disturb Li Qiye's thoughts.

"Yirin, do you hate me?"

In this surprisingly quiet room, Li Qiye suddenly asked.

Yilin was caught off guard by the question, immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and even sat up straight.

"Don't be so restrained, you can say what you think in your heart."

Even though he never raised his head, Li Qiye seemed to be aware of all her movements.

"No...no hate."

Yilin replied solemnly.

"At that time?"

"Don't hate."

"Yilin, Master likes to listen to the truth."

"I really don't hate it, Yilin... Yilin knows that Master is doing it for my own good."

Yilin was a little anxious.

"Don't panic, continue to eat your meal, relax, we are just chatting."

"All right."

This time, Yilin picked up the rice porridge and took a sip.

The taste was a little weird, but she didn't take it to heart.

"Don't say polite words anymore. I don't like to hear them either. I know that you don't think your actions yesterday were wrong, at least not all wrong."

Hearing this sentence, and thinking of what Li Qiye said just now, she finally mustered up the courage to say:
"Yes, I don't think it's a bad thing to have a compassionate heart all the time."

"Many things in the world cannot be measured by good or bad."

Li Qiye then told a very simple fable, the farmer and the snake. This is a story he brought from that world. Although it is not long, it arouses deep thought.

"So, I would rather hope that you hate me, at least a little bit of hatred, this is the reaction a normal person should have."

"Are you my apprentice now?"

Li Qiye suddenly asked such an inexplicable question.

"Yes, of course."

Yilin took another sip of rice porridge to cover up her fleeting panic.

"Since it is, then you forget everything you have learned from the Hengshan School, including swordsmanship, mentality, and even the way of life you know, even though it is extremely cruel to you."