After exchanging my child system with my sister, I went crazy

There were tears in Shen Mumian's eyes, and her little face became paler and paler.

The whole person looks like a weak little animal, which makes people feel particularly pity for him.

But at this moment, Patriarch Lingtian did not have any concern in his mind.

He finally sighed softly and helped Shen Mumian up: "I didn't think it through. Accepting a disciple is based on fate. You and Daochen are not destined to be together."

Seeing that Shen Mumian was about to cry, Ling Tian Patriarch immediately said, "But don't worry. Even if Dao Chen can't be your master, you are Liu Dan's last concern. I will definitely make sure you are well taken care of. It's no worse than being Dao Chen's apprentice."

But how can that be compared?

Shen Mumian screamed loudly in his heart.

In this way, she missed the opportunity to be involved with Wen Daochen!

She had to try again.

Shen Mumian was crying, her face full of tears.

There is tenderness in his eyes, but there is determination in his eyes.

She looked at Elder Ling Tian cautiously: "Ancestor, I know that things may have no room for maneuver at this point, but Elder, can you? Can you give me a chance to be alone with the senior? I... I can talk to him myself."

Shen Mumian's performance was so pitiful.

She wasn't pushy either.

Ancestor Ling Tian couldn't help but think:

She is still a young girl in her twenties.

It was Song Liudan who entrusted his son to others.

What a poor man.

Finally, Elder Ling Tian sighed: "Then you talk to him, if you can get it~"

He had nothing to say.

Anyway, Wen Daochen is determined to accept a disciple!

If it wasn't Shen Mumian, it had to be someone else. Naturally, Qin Huaizhi was not within his consideration.

Soon, Shen Mumian and Wen Daochen were the only ones left in the room.

Shen Mumian took small steps forward: "Senior~"

As she spoke, her voice trembled and carried a pitiful tone.

Wen Daochen did not respond and turned to leave.

Shen Mumian's voice was even more aggrieved: "Senior, do you think so little of me?"

"I know my qualifications are average, but I am sincere in wanting to be your disciple. I beg you to give me a chance."

Wen Daochen still didn't react.

Tears welled up in Shen Mumian's eyes. She ran forward again and ran in front of Wen Daochen with a meek and considerate look: "Okay, I know what you mean, senior. You probably don't think highly of me, so you don't want to take me as your apprentice, but, but he is your master, you can't be disrespectful, and you have given you an ultimatum, and you promised to complete the task."

"But as Elder Ling Tian said, that person's status is so low, will he really recognize you as his master? If...if Senior can't convince that person to recognize you, I, I can cooperate with Senior in acting."

As Shen Mumian spoke, she bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes determined, and she looked as if she was willing to go through fire and water for others.

Wen Daochen's gaze finally fell on her.

Shen Mumian was excited: she finally attracted Wen Daochen's attention.

Because of excitement, her face was flushed again, and her eyes were watery as she stared straight at Wen Daochen.

She spoke again: "I am willing to do anything for you, Senior."

"Including cooperating with me in acting and deceiving Master?"

Why is this question so straightforward?

Shen Mumian felt a little uncomfortable, but looking at Wen Daochen's thoughtful look, she finally nodded gently:

"……Correct."

"Then aren't you afraid that Master will be angry?"

"I, I just want the best for you, Senior."

"You only want my good?" Wen Daochen laughed sarcastically. "You only want my good. Do you want to be my disciple or do you have ulterior motives?"

With just one sentence, Shen Mumian's face suddenly turned red: "You, what do you mean?"

"Nothing." Wen Daochen smiled. "Master is right. There has been no one around me these years. It's not bad to have someone here now. Since you... since you want to stay by my side, go ahead and show me what you can do."

After saying this, Wen Daochen immediately pulled out a handkerchief from his body and handed it directly to Shen Mumian: "This handkerchief is my personal belongings, it is already dirty. You want to be my apprentice, go and wash it."

"...Yes, yes." This sudden change happened so quickly that Shen Mumian had no idea of ​​it and could only accept it passively.

She was looking at the square handkerchief, a small one. It was said to be dirty, but in fact there was no dirt at all. Instead, the whole handkerchief exuded a pleasant fragrance.

With her back to Wen Daochen, Shen Mumian couldn't help but put the handkerchief close to her nose and smell it carefully.

It smells good.

It's also his... personal scent.

Shen Mumian couldn't help blushing, but couldn't help thinking:

What does it mean to ask for washing when it's not dirty?

Testing her?

But what can be tested from a handkerchief?

Shen Mumian didn't figure out anything, so she sniffed carefully again. The more she sniffed, the better she felt the handkerchief smelled. It smelled so good that she couldn't help rubbing it across her face, and the blush on her face became more and more obvious.

At this moment, Wen Daochen suddenly held something in his hand and asked loudly: "Master, did you see it?"

Then a black jade bead quickly flew to the hand of Ling Tian Patriarch behind him. It was the photo stone, on which was engraved the scene of the two of them getting along.

Shen Mumian said that she was willing to deceive the ancestor for him and that she could do anything for him, including sniffing, caressing and blushing with a handkerchief.

In an instant, Shen Mumian seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed drastically: "Senior, senior, I didn't mean it, I just, I just sniffed it out of habit, I definitely have no second thoughts about you."

"Sniffing it out of habit? Holding it on your face out of habit?" Wen Daochen sneered, then looked at the ancestor Ling Tian who was walking towards him quickly.

He was not angry, but smiled. "I just want to ask, Master, do you really want me to accept her as your disciple? A female cultivator, especially one who might have unseen thoughts about my future master, is willing to send such a person to me? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at in the future?"

There is a difference between a master and a disciple.

Although this female cultivator said she wanted to be his disciple, she probably had other ideas in her mind.

You can tell from the handkerchief alone.

Besides, she is already so old, and her gender is different, so it is difficult to educate her. If one wants to accept a disciple, who doesn’t start by teaching the child from a child?

Now give him a member of the opposite sex, haha!

"Or does Master want to see a scene involving incest between a master and his disciple?"

Wen Daochen's words were extremely harsh, and Elder Ling Tian's face turned black.

He could understand what Shen Mumian said before receiving the handkerchief as the girl's deliberate flattery in order to become her disciple, and he could accept it.

But after getting the handkerchief, the blush on her face and the affectionate sniff ~ all showed that this girl had special feelings for Wen Daochen.

He wanted this girl to become Wen Daochen's apprentice, not... doing other things under the banner of master and apprentice!

He can't afford to lose face with such a person!

Ancestor Ling Tian’s face turned dark.

Shen Mumian cried, "No, it's not like that, Grandpa, I was really wronged. There's a ghost on that handkerchief."

"Yes, there is something fishy on that handkerchief, that handkerchief..." Shen Mumian suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened instantly, "Senior Wen, you set me up, you put a magic pill on that handkerchief!"