Whitewashing system starting from Doupa

Chapter 45 Xiao Yan, I'm Older than You

"Master? Are you my teacher's teacher?"

Chu Mo's eyes widened, and he looked at Yao Chen in surprise.

"That's right. Hasn't he mentioned me to you before?"

Yao Chen frowned, feeling that he had really thought too much. He didn't even mention his traitor to his apprentice. What was he hiding?

"...emmmm, I remember that the teacher usually keeps quiet about this aspect, but once, he got drunk for some reason, and when I took care of him, I heard a few words related to sleep."

Chu Mo looked pensive, as if he had returned to that day in his memory.

"Oh? What did he say?"

Yao Chen asked with great interest, now he wants to know all the news about Han Feng.

"Let me think about it, what he said is: Teacher...you are so stupid...you always like to run around...you can't develop your power...you just know how to make medicine..."

Chu Mo thought for a while, and said a lot of things that Han Feng complained about Yaochen.

As Yao Chen listened, his face became darker and darker, thinking to himself, Damn, the white-eyed wolf is indeed a white-eyed wolf, and he shouldn't expect anything from this traitor!

"Anything else? Did he say anything else?"

Seeing Chu Mo who stopped talking and was thinking hard, Yao Chen asked with a smile on his face.

"It seems that there is one last sentence, what is it? Oh! I remember it!" Chu Mo seemed to suddenly think of something, his expression changed, like a helpless child, his voice called out to himself sadly and expectantly the closest people.

"...Teacher, help me."

Yao Chen was stunned, he seemed to see that Han Feng was in a desperate situation when he was young, and there was nothing to rely on around him, so he could only use his last strength to call out his name.

His mind was blank, he didn't even think about it, he appeared next to Chu Mo almost subconsciously, and after wrapping him with most of his soul power, he suddenly woke up.

It's not the past now. That person no longer needs his own protection.

However, it is so similar, as if the young Han Feng stood in front of him through time and space.

That kind of demeanor, that kind of temperament, that kind of feeling, even for father and son, makes Yaochen feel a little unbelievable.

Simply the same!
Think about it too, if not for this, how could he have lost his composure just now?
It's not because the softest memory in my heart was awakened.

"what happened?"

Sensing Yaochen's gaze, Chu Mo wiped away the tears that appeared on his face at some point, and asked strangely.

This is the first time he has completely substituted himself into the state of the young Han Feng, and he almost completely entered the drama!

"It's nothing." Yao Chen withdrew all his soul power, pretending to be calm and said.

It's just that he occasionally looked at Chu Mo with extremely complicated eyes, as if he was not looking at Chu Mo, but another person.

What happened to that traitor?What's with that feeling of being against the whole world?

Feeling the restlessness in his heart that could not be calmed down for a long time, Yao Chen knew that he had another goal that he had to accomplish - to find out all the truth behind that incident back then!
However, I am still in the state of a soul, and many things are inconvenient.

Speaking of this question, Yao Chen suddenly thought of the volume of Fenjue that can evolve by devouring different fires. According to some vague introductions above, if the cultivation is successful, several kinds of different fires can be used to forge a body that can regenerate the soul .

However, who should cultivate?
You know, judging from my many years of experience, the chance of that volume of exercises reaching the peak is no more than [-]%.

At the beginning, I thought it was too dangerous, so I didn't let Han Feng practice, but it turned out that I was jealous of his talent, which caused the master and apprentice to turn against each other.

Yao Chen thought for a while, and his eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Yan.

Soul perception, up to standard!

Fighting talent, barely!
Character, silly enough!
It's a perfect match for the apprentice candidate in my mind, but I can't make a decision easily now, I have to seriously examine it, what if this kid is not what he looks like?
In other words, does Han Feng really think so?My apprentice shouldn't be so stupid.

Could it be that the reason he said was implying something to himself?

This idea suddenly popped up in Yaochen's mind, it was not so much a deduction, but rather what he hoped for.

This kind of hope will allow him to subconsciously use his brain to make up for the things that may appear wrong after he gets clues about the 'truth' in the future.

Thinking about it, Yao Chen fell into a state of contemplation, Chu Mo didn't speak, Xiao Yan continued to act as the background board, and the surroundings were silent.

Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Xiao Yan thought to himself, it was so embarrassing to be here without everyone talking, why not go get close to Chu Mera, after all, they are the teacher's disciples, and we are all one family.

"Hey, Chu Mo, since you are the teacher's disciple, then I am your uncle!"

Xiao Yan, who had shamelessly considered himself Yao Chen's disciple, smiled, walked to Chu Mo, and joked with a condescending look on his face.

"Let's not say that the master hasn't accepted you as an apprentice yet, even if he does, I don't want to recognize someone younger than me as my uncle."

Chu Mo rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Are you so sure I'm younger than you?"

Xiao Yan felt that he was underestimated, and immediately said in disbelief.

Oh?
Still not convinced?

Chu Mo thought of his twelve or thirteen-year-old appearance, and that Xiao Yan was only eleven years old, and immediately smiled disdainfully.

That smile was particularly dazzling and deeply hurt Xiao Yan's young heart.

"I'm thirteen this year." Chu Mo said lightly.

Xiao Yan was stunned, and asked stupidly: "When is Thirteen?"

"Of course it has been since my birthday." Chu Mo said with a puzzled expression on his face.

Xiao Yan: "..."

Always?
Isn't that the normal time?

Are you kidding me? If you say something, even if this is a different world, I still don't believe it!
"You're lying to me!" Xiao Yan had a determined expression on his face.

Chu Mo: "..."

I lied to you bastard!
Don't you have eyes?

Can't you see I'm a year or two older than you?
"Can't you see it? Isn't it obvious?"

Chu Mo had a speechless expression as if he wanted to knock Xiao Yan's brain open to see what was inside.

Xiao Yan: "..."

No, this thing can also be seen directly?
Why can't I just see it?

Or is it that this guy has been spying on me, so he can see it?
Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling chills all over his body, he quickly took a few steps back, and looked at Chu Mo with suspicious eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Aren't you eleven now?" Chu Mo felt his heart was so tired.

"Ah, eleven? Me? Wait, you said it's... age?" Xiao Yan finally figured it out.

"Otherwise? Wait..." Chu Mo looked at Xiao Yan with a strange expression, full of contempt. "So, you thought of other aspects at the beginning?"

"Of course not, I was just joking with you." Xiao Yan said seriously with a righteous face.

"Ha ha."

"real."

"Ha ha."

(End of this chapter)