It is said that Shizun is a devil

Stepping out of the gate of Cuizhuzhai, Han Jin suddenly realized a problem.

He looked at the boy in his arms, and thought seriously, this child was picked up by the little bamboo shoot, and now the little bamboo shoot is living in the human family to make rice worms, so who will raise this unlucky boy in his hands?

Han Jing had already walked away with the sheep on his shoulders, so Han Jin could only hug the Xie Xiu he picked up and hurriedly followed.

When he was away from home, "in order to save money", Han Jin only opened an upper room. The double bed was just right for him and Han Jing to sleep in. Adding a slap sheep would be a bit crowded, and adding a living person would make it even more disappointing.However, Han Jing also volunteered to give up half of the bed to Han Jin and the evil cultivator he had picked up, and made the floor by himself, resolutely refusing to cause any burden to the sect.

Han Jin began to reflect deeply on himself, saying "If you have no money, you have to send a letter back to ask the suzerain to allocate funds and then send disciples to send it." How can this kind of lie be subtly rounded out.

"The disciple is here, so how could it be possible for Master to sleep on the floor." Although Han Jin didn't want Han Jing to sleep with an inexplicable evil cultivator at all, he still didn't want Han Jing who was clean and spotless to sleep on the floor.

Little Aries chimed in: "Yes, yes, let him sleep on the floor, what's wrong with the young man sleeping on the floor? Don't spoil him!"

If he travels with Master Yucheng, it is impossible for Han Jing to sleep on the bed by himself and let Master Yucheng sleep on the floor. The elders and children are orderly, and Han Jing no longer pushes back. for many years.

"This kid needs to take a bath," Han Jing looked at the boy in Han Jin's arms, and raised his chin to the bed, "Put him on the bed first, go out and buy some suitable clothes, I'll wash this kid Take a bath."

Han Jin: "..."

bath!

Master bathes another man with his own hands!

Although this kid looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, who knew his real age with his Golden Core stage cultivation!What if it is a wretched man?What if he suddenly wakes up while washing?What if he suddenly wanted to make a promise after washing her body! ! !

Han Jin's heart was turbulent, his expression was very calm, and his voice was very calm: "I should help him take a bath, Master, let's go shopping for clothes."

Han Jing didn't think much about it: "That's fine, then I'll go out as a teacher."

The little white sheep jumped off the bed, climbed onto Han Jing's shoulder and sat firmly, listlessly not wanting to go out with the broken sign around his neck.

Han Jing touched the head of the not very lively sheep, feeling a little distressed: "Little white sheep, don't go out if you don't want to go out, I can go by myself."

The little white sheep huddled into a ball and lost all energy in speaking: "I'm afraid you won't be able to return to this city if you get out of this gate."

Han Jing: "..." The nest isn't that useless... is it!

Han Jing, who was not very confident, went out with the sheep on his shoulders. Han Jin called for a bucket of hot water, took off Xie Xiu's tattered winter clothes, and shook off three catties of dust.

Han Jin: "..." This is too dirty!

In terms of child-rearing experience, Han Jin was far inferior to Han Jing. Han Jing was a little worried that Han Jin would not be able to handle it, so she hurriedly bought a few clothes from the lady proprietress of the finished product store and rushed to the inn.

Taking advantage of Han Jin's absence, Little White Goat seized every opportunity to slander Han Jin in front of Han Jing: "Let me tell you, the relationship between your famous and unprofessional apprentice is actually very chaotic!"

Han Jing wondered: "Really? Jin'er has someone he likes? This is a good thing. Jin'er is not young. If he has someone he likes, I will support him."

Little Aries was delighted in his heart, and hurriedly sat down in front of Han Jing to confirm the rumors: "Really, for the few hundred years you have retreated, the world of comprehension is full of pornographic news about that gentle scum, he and many famous women If you don’t know how to fix it, it’s just you guys... Our Xiaweizong’s Gillian is said to be one of his confidante."

Han Jing's eyes were blank: "A-Jiao...Which one is A-Jiao?"

Over the years, Little White Sheep has had a deep understanding of Han Jing's ability to forget about things other than exercises. Hearing this, he didn't get angry and chest tight, but patiently explained: "It's a two-hundred-year-old man with a red gold machete on his back. Yuanying girl, a closed disciple of the Samana, it is said that this girl was accepted by the Samana and brought back to the Zongmen by Han Jin. Anyway, the Samana has disappeared long ago, who knows if this girl is a closed disciple of the Samana, or not that Han Jin opened his mouth."

"Brother's closed disciple?" Han Jing has no impression of this girl. In the past twenty years or so, she hasn't visited Pingbo Peak very often. Why didn’t you hear Jin’er mention it? And didn’t you see your nephew go to Pingbo Peak?”

The little white sheep said nonsense: "Isn't Han Jin a lot of confidante, he probably betrayed that girl."

Han Jing frowned disapprovingly: "Jin'er is like this, it's not the fault of a real man. It's not the teacher's fault, he still needs to be taught well."

The little white sheep has a serious face: "Yes, such a heartless and heartless person, how can he be worthy of being my disciple of Pingbofeng! Drive him away!"

Han Jing shook his head: "Let me talk to him first."

Seeing that the inn was right in front of him, Little White Sheep seized the time to send a voice transmission: "Also, this gentle scum may like men as well as women, you have to watch carefully, don't let him harm good women and men."

Han Jing sighed sadly, unable to figure out why the children she taught were so frivolous in matters of love despite having both morality and filial piety!Hey, there is something wrong with Mrs. Wei!

The little white sheep didn't show any expression on his face, but he was very happy in his heart.Han Jin still wants to make trouble and do things that are contrary to ethics to Han Jing. As Han Jing's natal beast, if his master is foolishly taken advantage of and locked up by others, how can he talk about protecting his master? !Ring the alarm bell in front of Han Jing today, at least let him wake up, and then confront Han Jin later!

Han Jing returned to the inn full of worries, and looked at Han Jin with complicated eyes.Han Jin had already washed Xie Xiu properly, poured a bunch of pills, and put them on the bed. He watched Han Jing enter the door happily, but he was very disturbed by his sad eyes, and asked cautiously: "Master?" I went out to buy clothes, but what troubled you?"

Han Jing shook his head, and sat on the main seat in front of the only Eight Immortals table in the room, with the majesty of a teacher on his immature face, pointed to the ground, and said to Han Jin in a deep voice, "Kneel down."

Han Jin was stunned and went to look at the little white sheep. The little white sheep looked at Han Jin. The proportion was not small but there was a trace of mockery in the very small eyes on the face that was not as big as a baby's palm.Han Jin's heart sank, and he knelt on the ground with his head down, waiting for Han Jing to speak.

Han Jing said a thousand words and didn't know where to start. When he was in retreat, Han Jin was still young and ignorant of human affairs. He hadn't been raised or taught by himself for 300 years. Now, what position does he have to accuse Han Jin who grew up alone of misconduct.In the final analysis, most of the children's mistakes are the teacher's fault, and if they want to admit their mistakes, the teacher has to admit it first.

Han Jing thought about it for a long time, but didn't know where to start, Han Jin was in a state of confusion, afraid that Han Jing would have noticed what he was thinking.Although he dared to admit such unnatural things in his heart, he never dared to say it out loud.But with Han Jing's self-discipline and sternness, such thoughts in himself are nothing more than an insult and betrayal.Han Jin knelt on the ground, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Han Jing's face. For a while, he thought that since I didn't have a formal apprenticeship, it would be a big deal not to be a master and apprentice, so he pursued him openly; Not only could the master and apprentice fail, Han Jing feared that he would never want to see him again.His heart was in a mess, he just felt that he was not kneeling on the thin floor of the inn, but kneeling in a snow cave in the northern snowfield.

"You..." Han Jing finally opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

There was a faint thud on the bed.

It’s not good to teach apprentices about their feelings in front of outsiders. All the words Han Jing had just organized were scattered. Seeing Han Jin kneeling on the ground, he felt distressed, and sighed: “Go and see if he is woke up."

Han Jin raised his head and glanced at Han Jing, seeing that he was not very angry, but still caring in his eyes, realized that what Han Jing wanted to say was different from what he thought, felt his numb body regain consciousness, and hurriedly got up to go Look at the evil cultivators picked up.

Xie Xiu stared at the bed curtain with his eyes open, and turned his head when he heard someone approaching.His appearance is fourteen or fifteen years old, his age is unknown, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes, dull and dull, without a single ripple, like a pool of stagnant water.

Han Jin grabbed Xie Xiu's wrist and felt for Tan Xiexiu's pulse. His breath was a little stagnant, but his spiritual power had returned to normal. Naturally, Zi Ziguan's senior doctor was not in vain.

"How do you feel?" Han Jing also came up to see the situation of the evil cultivator.

Xiexiu's calm eyes set off a turbulent wave the moment he saw Han Jing. He clenched his teeth and glared at Han Jing like an enemy. .

Han Jin half-blocked Han Jing, Jingyue Sword stood in front of his chest, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also in a posture ready to fight.

Xiexiu suddenly relaxed, closed his eyes, and looked like a mermaid.

Han Jing was in a daze the whole time, and after a moment of silence, he asked Han Jin, "Is it scary to be a teacher?"

Han Jin shook his head decisively.Master is not scary at all, master is the cutest, master is the most beautiful, master is the most tender, is there anyone in the world who is more beautiful than master? !Absolutely not!There won't be any!

Han Jing adapted well to the adoring eyes of his disciples. He turned his head to look at Xie Xiu, who was still handsome after washing. A good family woman and man.

"Damn it!" The little white sheep squatted on Han Jing's shoulder, and exploded.

Han Jing was startled by the sudden loud sound next to his ear, turned his head to look at the little white sheep, and slightly frowned with not very bushy but good-looking eyebrows.

"Both of you master and apprentice are blind," Little Aries couldn't help complaining, feeling that it was really pitiful for him to follow a scumbag, and the scumbag also took in a scumbag apprentice, which really worried the sheep, "This is the top class. The physique of the furnace! Top-level, furnace, do you know what it means?!"

Han Jing: "..." Would it be embarrassing to say that I don't know now?

The author has something to say:

I entered the high-level trial yesterday, shivering, as if I entered Chapter 7 once in a few chapters, I was so scared that I dared not write such a plot as secretly eating tofu!Doesn't this work? !I hope this chapter can pass(︿)

Pre-examination syndrome, I can’t write, I just want to play games, I haven’t saved the manuscript, it may be interrupted tomorrow, I’m so scared