Master, please stop accepting disciples

When the sky was getting dark, Yanchi's cautious voice came from his ear: "Master?"

Mo Yang slightly opened his eyes: [Are you awake? 】

"Yeah." Yan Chi poked his head over and asked, "Is it better?"

Mo Yang didn't answer.

Yan Chi waited for a while, but before Mo Yang could reply, he felt his hand in distress immediately: "Is Master in pain? Let me come, Master, go back and rest."

【Need not. ] Mo Yang stared at the bed curtain above his head, allowing his face to be icy cold, 【I can block some pain at least, but you can't, why bother? 】

Yan Chi hesitated for a while, then suddenly said: "Master, I will remember all these accounts for you."

【……Um. 】

Yan Chifu said worriedly again: "Master, tell Ye Ya's identity directly, is it really all right?"

He pursed his mouth, and couldn't stop his sourness: "Master, does that believe in Ye Ya?"

Mo Yang blinked, but he didn't expect Yanchi to say this. After a casual response, Mo Yang continued:

【You think too much.I think you still seem to be a little energetic, I put a book about whipping in the bamboo house, you can read it yourself, I will teach you later. 】

"Yo, you just remembered to teach me now?"

Yanchi became a puffer fish with sour gas.

Mo Yang: [I give you two choices, one, go back by yourself; two, I'll beat you back. 】

Yan Chi: "..."

Aggrieved, Yan Chi returned to the small bamboo house in the spiritual world rather obediently.

The room fell silent again.

The opportunity has arrived.

Mo Yang closed his eyes again.

The system notification heard last night already showed that the owner of the valley has changed his view of Yanchi, and he can let go. As for the night crow, whether it is an enemy or a friend, Mo Yang thought, it depends on his next performance.

"Choo Choo Choo."

Not long after the sun came out, Fat Chirp woke up, and it subconsciously rubbed against Mo Yang's face. After Mo Yang opened his eyes, the little white dumpling flapped its small wings and flew out from the half-open window.

Mo Yang: "..."

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, Xiaobai Tuanzi turned into the window following a black figure, Ye Ya came in steadily with a bowl of porridge, and didn't spill any during his actions, he showed his face to Mo Yang who was looking over. a smile:

"you're awake?"

Mo Yang expressionless: "What is the relationship between Fei Jiu and you?"

"my brother--"

While carefully lifting Mo Yang up, Ye Ya held a bowl of porridge, and prolonged his voice with a smile. Finally, in Mo Yang's suspicious eyes, he raised his eyebrows and continued:

"Do you believe it?"

Mo Yang: "..."

I must bite him to death in the future!

When feeding Mo Yang the porridge, Ye Ya babbled a lot:

Sure enough, the belt that Guzhu was wearing at that time belonged to Gu Yue, and Gu Yue had long since disappeared by the time Guzhu asked the teacher for his crimes, and Guzhu blocked the entire Yangu in a rage.

He worked all night last night just to find the missing Gu Yue.

"As for you," Ye Ya stuffed the last spoonful of porridge into Mo Yang's mouth, and sighed, "You've got the limelight, and the owner of the valley seems to intend to adopt you as a godson."

Swallowing the last mouthful of porridge with difficulty, Mo Yang frowned: "Why is there no movement?"

Ye Ya blinked, held the empty bowl, showed a meaningful smile, and then disappeared with a "shua".

Mo Yang was taken aback, if it wasn't for the bland taste of porridge in his mouth, it would have been as if he was the only one in the room from beginning to end.

Not long after Ye Ya left, there was a slight sound outside Mo Yang's gate. Before Mo Yang could speak, a group of attendants filed in and stood obediently in front of Mo Yang's bed. Finally, a head guard stepped forward and said:

"The owner of the valley let the young master recover from his illness with peace of mind. After the illness is cured, the owner of the valley will come to see the young master in person."

After finishing speaking, the chief guard clapped his hands, and a servant came up with a respectful plate, and there was a bowl of medicinal porridge in the basin, both in terms of color and smell, it was much better than the bowl that the night crow fed before .

Seeing Mo Yang's dull eyes, the head guard kindly explained:

"Master, don't worry too much, the most important thing is to take good care of your body now.

Oh, by the way, the owner of the valley heard that the young master needs to take care of his body, so his subordinates sent someone to ask the chef to make a medicinal meal and bring it up. There are some nourishing herbs in it, and the taste is good. I hope the young master will accept it. "

Mo Yang: "...I see, let's put it aside."

The head of the guard looked serious: "No, for the sake of the young master's health, the young master must eat breakfast!"

Mo Yang: "..."

Half an hour later, the chief guard saw that the bottom of the bowl was empty, and then he took a group of guards back to return with satisfaction, leaving only Mo Yang paralyzed on the bed, staring at the bed curtain expressionlessly:

"belch."

In the future, I'd better find a way to kill the night crow.

**********

Whether Ye Ya would be killed by Mo Yang in the end, Mo Yang didn't know, but when the owner of the valley came to see him, Mo Yang felt, he felt, he was not the only one who wanted Ye Ya to die.

The owner of the valley came to see him in the birdhouse, sat by his bed, and said kindly:

"Are you awake? How are you feeling?"

If he hadn't been caught by this person with his own hands to block the poisonous snake "Sleep", he might have really thought that the owner of the valley was worried about him.

Mo Yang was silent for a while, then said, "It's okay."

It was a blessing in disguise, after his inspection, Yan Chi's body was gradually transformed by the venom to be invulnerable to all poisons.

"You should call me foster father now."

Gu Zhu tried his best to make an expression of "my heart is very comforting", and stretched out his hand to caress Mo Yang's head, but Mo Yang turned away the moment he was about to touch him, Gu Zhu's hand froze in mid-air for a moment, The scene was once very embarrassing.

Mo Yang turned his head back without changing his face, and stared at Gu Zhu with clear eyes.

The owner of the valley pretended that nothing happened and took his hand back, and continued: "When you recover, how about I teach you the martial arts mentality?"

"Let Ye Ya teach me." Mo Yang replied.

"Night Crow? Why did you choose him?"

Mo Yang's eyes sharpened: "It's convenient for you to kill him."

It seems like a good choice to accidentally kill the night crow by accidentally hitting hard during the teaching process.

Hearing Mo Yang's answer, Gu Zhu's mouth twitched.

He found that he never seemed to have grasped the brain circuit of the person in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Gu Zhu replied: "Okay, I will let Ye Ya teach you."

After clarifying this matter, Gu Zhu wanted to continue greeting Mo Yang, but Mo Yang turned his eyes away and pretended to be unconscious, so Gu Zhu could only shut up and pretended to ask the guards After a while, he left.

And only half an hour after the owner of the valley left, Ye Ya came in through the window with a "shua", walked to Mo Yang's bed, condescendingly, with a faint tone:

"I heard that you want me to teach you martial arts?"

Mo Yang opened his eyes and said, "You don't want to?"

"How dare you,"

Leaning against the bedpost, Ye Ya said lazily, "Although you are using Yanchi's body, after a few contacts, I think you can learn martial arts by yourself. Even if it is to teach Yanchi, you can teach it yourself, right? Why me?"

This question seemed to catch Mo Yang. After Ye Ya asked, Mo Yang didn't answer the question directly. He sighed and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again and said seriously:

"To be a human being, you must have some goals."

"What do you mean?"

It means that in the future teaching process, Yan Chi's goal is to kill Ye Ya. This goal is very good and very educational.

But this can't be known to Ye Ya, Mo Yang can only say: "You are fine."

Hearing this, Ye Ya smiled: "Oh? Besides that, what else do you want to say?"

What else is there to say?

What a shame to say.

Mo Yang has been staring at Ye Ya, his face is condensed, the ice in his eyes is gradually forming, and his whole body is full of cold air:

"Does the owner know what you do in private?"

Everyone has their own little secrets, and Night Crow is no exception. Telling this kind of secret is fatal.

Ye Ya gradually put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes settled down, and he looked at Mo Yang on the bed complicatedly, with a faint color of fear flashing in the depths of his eyes, he asked:

"What are you going to tell the owner?"

in case……

Mo Yang turned a blind eye to the change in Ye Ya's expression. He stared at Ye Ya and said slowly:

"You took the prickly pear on my windowsill."

The tone is firm, without hesitation.

Night Crow: "..."

The tense and serious expression on his face was crooked, and his facial features were almost squeezed together.

Wiping his face, Ye Ya asked in disbelief: "That's it?"

"Hmm. Where's my cactus?"

Ye Ya's face suddenly showed an indescribable expression, he was confused and digested Mo Yang's words for a long time, his face suddenly froze, he looked out the window, trying to change the topic:

"Oops, I suddenly remembered that my clothes were still confiscated."

After speaking, I saw a black shadow jumping out of the window.

Mo Yang turned his head, looked at the direction Ye Ya left, and showed a mocking smile: "Heh."

The days to come are long, Lord Night Crow.

Fat Jiu poked his head out of the bird's nest: "Jiu?"

After dealing with Guzhu and Yeya at the same time in one day, even Mo Yang couldn't bear it mentally. Fortunately, the pain in his body gradually eased, and as soon as a string in his mind relaxed slightly, drowsiness began to surge up ——

I'm so tired, I should take a nap.

...When he wakes up, he should be able to return control of his body to Yanchi.

Thinking of this, Mo Yang let his consciousness sink into the darkness.

Consciousness is ups and downs in the dark, and I don't know where to go, it's very comfortable.

I don't know how much time has passed, it may be an hour, or it may be two hours, when Mo Yang happily continued to release his consciousness, suddenly a chill came out from the bottom of his heart, like a snake, "huh" Biting Mo Yang's consciousness, Mo Yang jerked violently, and opened his eyes——

The room was dark, and a blood-stained face was hanging directly above him.

The black hair blocked the facial features of the visitor, leaving only a pair of eyes that were still bright in the dark, with a strange light shining, staring at Mo Yang firmly.

The smell of blood is very strong.

Mo Yang:? !

"you are still alive?"

After Mo Yang opened his eyes, the visitor spoke with a hoarse voice. He stretched out a hand and touched Mo Yang's face, trembling badly: "Why are you still alive?"

This voice is very familiar.

The hand that the man touched his face was very cold, almost like a dead person.

Mo Yang held the hand on his face in his palm, and said affirmatively, "Gu Yue."

"Why isn't that man dead yet?"

Gu Yue turned a deaf ear to Mo Yang's words, his eyes flashed with madness, and he neighed in a low voice: "It's not fair——"

Just these three words seemed to have cost him the last of his strength. Gu Yue fell to the side after saying these words, her exhaled breath and Mo Yang's breathing were immediately intertwined.

He was dying.

Mo Yang felt the heartbeat of the person lying beside him, and came to this conclusion.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I am editing the article recently, so I made a false update.

Don't worry, I won't revise my essay after being on the list, no matter what I write this time, I won't give up.

happy New Year! ! ! !

Although it's late...