Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Shen Gurong waited until Xi Gu walked away, then supported the only book case that was not destroyed, and felt the rapid heartbeat, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiao Mu slapped his face on the ground, breathing weakly.

Shen Gurong held him in his arms and checked him, and found that he had been slapped by Xi Guxing, and there was no scar on his body.

Because of the dispersal of the plague ghost, the weird birthmark appeared on Mu Ji's face again.

He frowned, took a few breaths, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up.

Seeing his frightened face, Shen Gurong was about to comfort him: "Don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Yan let out a scream, kicked Shen Gurong's waist in fear, staggered to the side, and hid under the desk with dizzy eyes.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Conscienceless brat, I saved you for nothing!

Shen Gurong was almost vomited blood by this kid's kick, and for the first time thought "Are all ascetics as useless as Shen Fengxue?"

Is this still a half-step sanctification No.1?

Shen Gurong was very puzzled.

The good-for-nothing surnamed Shen had just stood up with difficulty, when suddenly there was a wave of spiritual power under the desk beside him.

Shen Gurong instinctively sensed that an idea appeared in his mind.

——Mu Ban has broken through the Qi refining period.

This is an extremely unbelievable thing. Xi Guxing once said to Shen Gurong that Mu Ban is just a mortal with almost no spiritual veins.

But now, he was almost taken over by the ghost, and when he was supposed to be seriously injured, he broke through without warning.

In the entire Three Realms and Kyushu, there are very few people who have entered the Qi refining stage at the age of six.

Recalling the plot in the book, Yu Xinghe gave Mu Ban a blow with his spiritual power before he awakened his spiritual veins, but now he was slapped by Xi Guxing by mistake, which actually brought forward the plot many years later.

"As expected of the chosen one." Shen Gurong could only sigh with emotion.

Because of Li Suo's departure, Zhibaitang's enchantment had dissipated, and the disciples outside rushed over.

Before he came in, he saw Shen Gurong in a blue shirt walking out slowly holding Mu Ban, the entire Zhibai Hall was in ruins, and there was blood of unknown origin on the ground, which was extremely eye-catching.

Yu Xinghe staggered and ran over, his face full of tears: "Master! How is Mu, Mu Ban?"

Shen Gurong glanced at him with lowered eyes: "It's nothing serious, don't worry."

Yu Xinghe trusts Shen Gurong instinctively, seeing that Mu Yu in his arms is already asleep, and seems to have no injuries, so he is relieved, and wiped away his tears indiscriminately.

Shen Gurong walked out of Zhibai hall quickly, the disciples around him didn't dare to block his way, they hurriedly dispersed and watched him leave.

After Shen Gurong left, a disciple whispered: "Sheng Jun...does he have footprints on his body?"

A sharp-eyed disciple also saw it and nodded timidly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took a long time to digest the fact that the junior brother Mu Yu had the audacity to kick Fengxue Shengjun.

"Sage...it seems that he is not as rumored..."

"Being offended like this, he still hugged Junior Brother back."

"It's just that Shengjun's face seems very ugly. Will he relegate Junior Brother Mu again...do you want to go and see?"

"Who... who dares to go?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, writing the word "dare not" all over their faces.

Yu Xinghe cried until the snot bubbles came out of his nose, and he said "What?" in a daze: "You are talking... what is hiccup talking about?"

The senior brothers sighed, looked at him with a loving fatherly look, and patted the child's head one after another.

There are advantages to being stupid.

Liren Peak is not a single mountain, but divided into three gates and four peaks.

Although each mountain peak is close to each other, they stand apart from each other like Liren, so several peaks are connected into a mountain range, called Liren.

The four peaks of the mountain range are close to the northern ice sheet, and the four seasons are distinct from north to south.

The closest to the mountain town is Shen Fengxue's residence in Fanjiang, which is called Jiuchun Mountain because the four seasons are like spring.

After that, there will be Changying Mountain in hot and scorching summer, Baishang Mountain in Yiye Zhiqiu, and Yuxu Mountain in the cold winter.

Thinking about it carefully, the person who named it was easy.

Zhibai Hall in Changying Mountain and Fanjiangju in Jiuchun Mountain are not far from the cable bridge. After crossing the cable bridge, Shen Gurong saw Fanjiangju from a distance and walked over quickly.

Shen Gurong was kicked twice by the bewildered Mu Ji, but he still carried him back to the side courtyard without complaint.

After putting the little protagonist on the couch, Shen Gurong felt that she was really a touching master.

That Plague Ghost looked like a centipede, even though he had captured the main body, he was able to turn around and kill the carbine, which caught people completely off guard.

Shen Gurong was afraid that there would be another incident, so he simply planned to stay in the side courtyard for one night, in case something happened to Mu Ban.

Mu Yu should be often called by Shen Fengxue to live in the side courtyard. In the small side room, there are beds, desks, tables, chairs and wooden stools.

Shen Gurong walked slowly to the small desk, sat on the futon unkempt, flipping through the papers on the desk.

The desk was full of copybooks that Mu Yan practiced in his daily life. Shen Gurong looked at it casually, clicked his tongue twice, and muttered softly: "It's much better than what I wrote when I was young."

When he was a child, his handwriting was like a dog crawling, and his parents couldn't bear to force him, so they simply sent him to the private school next door, and let the teacher teach him.

The teacher in the private school looked at him as gentle as jade, but he was very ruthless about teaching. The little Shen Gurong was forced to straighten his back with small sandbags tied to his wrists every day, and practiced for two or three years, sobbing. The words can barely come out.

Shen Gurong admired the little protagonist's writing for a while, probably feeling too bored, raised a pen and slowly wrote down a few words on a piece of white paper.

Mu banished.

Yu Xinghe.

Shen Fengxue.

He compared his writing with that of Mu Ji, and felt that he was better.

The silver hook painted on iron is worthy of me.

——I don't know that he is better than a six-year-old child in writing, how can he be so proud?

Shen Gurong has read many strange novels, and once thought that he might be Shen Fengxue. After all, the two people's appearances are very similar, but he quickly dismissed this idea.

Shen Fengxue's memory is very fragmented, as if it was smashed by someone, and it can only be known from other people in the memory: Shen Fengxue grew up without father and mother, and was brought up by the head teacher of Liren Peak. sorry.

What's more, he went through all the broken memories of Shen Fengxue, and he didn't return to Tangcheng.

Shen Gurong was a little relieved, but just in case, he still found some time to look up the map in this book to see if there was a return to Tang City.

He dabbed some cinnabar and scratched lightly on the three characters "Shen Fengxue", and finally tried to put a little red dot next to Mu Yu to show that the master pays attention to you.

As for Yu Xinghe, as long as the two of them are not allowed to come into contact with the Demon Cultivator of the Ossuary, there shouldn't be any big troubles in the future.

After sorting things out like this, Shen Gurong felt that it was just around the corner to go home.

Shen Gurong was in an extremely happy mood, lazily holding on to the pen, and began to conceive how to make up a reasonable story for Xi Guxing.

What Xi Guxing has always been puzzled about is Mu Yu's identity and Shen Fengxue's different attitude towards him.

Shen Gurong reads the story books and also writes the story books. Sometimes, while his parents are not at home, he writes the story books by himself in the study. Half of the storytelling under Chengtianqiao is written by Shen Gurong, which has been widely circulated.

The master of the storybook, Shen Gurong, bit his pen, trying to list the development direction of this kind of plot in the storybook.

"One, friend Tuo Gu

[-]. Bastard

After thinking about it, in order to make up the number, I wrote another random one.

"Three, lovers in the past life, renew the relationship"

Shen Gurong rested his chin and stared at [-] for a while, then crossed out the first one.

Shen Fengxue has a cold temper, and his only pleasure is fighting. Xi Guxing is so familiar with him, he must know that he cannot have other friends.

Moreover, there is no way to explain the abnormality on Mu Ji's body.

Shen Gurong thought for a while and crossed out the second one of the same reason.

As for the third, it is even more outrageous.

If Shen Fengxue was still alive, he would definitely jump out and chop the thief who ruined his reputation with a palm.

Shen Gurong got addicted to writing story books, crumpled the paper up casually, and started to seriously make up stories for Xi Guxing, Mu Ban who was on the bed suddenly yelled something vaguely and woke up.

Like a thief, Shen Gurong put the paper under the candle and burned it to ashes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Yan's eyes were dim, and he stared blankly at the bamboo window above his head.

Shen Gurong put down the pen and said casually, "Are you awake?"

Mu Yan was startled, and turned his head to look at him blankly.

I don't know if Shen Gurong's face irritated him, Mu Yan's pupils shrank, and what he did before coma suddenly flooded into his mind.

He... He seemed to have gone mad suddenly and hurt someone.

Brother Li Suo.

Mu Yan took a breath, and slumped on the couch in a daze, his face was dazed as if he had lost his soul, and his whole body was trembling.

Seeing that he was frightened like this, Shen Gurong sighed in his heart, and said: "Don't be afraid, that ghost cultivator has been killed by the head teacher, and will not come here again."

Mu Yan looked at him blankly, two lines of tears fell down.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Because Shen Gurong had a younger sister who was eight years younger than him, he had a strong desire to protect the soft and sticky child since he was a child, and when he saw Xiao Mu crying, his expression almost collapsed.

He didn't even mind that the kid kicked him just now.

Shen Gurong got up and walked to Mu Yu's side, and lowered his voice: "Don't cry, Li Suo is a monk after all, so he won't be in danger of his life, it's not your fault."

Mu Ban looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Shen Gurong raised her hand and took off one of the red beads on her wrist, and put it in her palm as if coaxing her sister.

"Take it and play."

Mu Yan choked, looking blankly at the pearl in Bai Bai's palm, not knowing what it meant.

Shen Gurong glanced at him, and Mu Yu pinched the beads between his fingers with trembling hands, his eyes were still dull.

Even after experiencing so much torture under Shen Fengxue's hands, Mu Yu was still a six-year-old child after all. He was stunned by this accident, and his normally indifferent little face was full of panic and fear.

Shen Gurong's younger sister likes chubby gadgets, so he felt that other children should like them too. Seeing that Mu Yu took the beads, he seemed to be in a more stable mood, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Ji stared blankly at Zhu Zi for a long time, then looked at Shen Gu Rong blankly.

The matter of hurting his senior brother who has always taken good care of him made Mu Yu feel panicked. Even if the person in front of him was a dignified master, he instinctively grabbed hold of it like a life-saving straw.

He almost begged and asked, "Senior brother Li Suo...is everything really alright?"

Shen Gurong nodded: "Well, he will be fine, you can go and see him tomorrow."

Mu Yan seemed relieved, tears fell again.

He stared dimly at the man standing in front of him, belatedly recalling the scene when Xi Guxing was about to kill him, that tall figure stood in front of him without hesitation, shielding him from that fatal attack.

At this moment, the two were very close, and Mu Ji smelled a faint scent of medicine on Shen Gu Rong's body in a daze.

When he first stripped the ghost cultivator for himself, his face was already ugly, and he should have been injured at that time.

Since he was injured, why take the risk to save himself?

Shen Fengxue told herself...

In the end is value, or resentment?

Ever since he joined Shen Fengxue's sect, all Mu Ji heard from other people were words he couldn't understand.

"Your master treats you like this, and he must have expectations of you."

"The holy king is also for your own good."

"The spiritual things you got, no one else can ask for them."

"You...is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Every time Mu Yan hears these words, he is very puzzled, isn't he satisfied?

He thought to himself, if what they said was "for your own good", it meant that he had to endure endless pain and torture without making him feel resentful, so why has no one ever asked him if he should accept such kindness?

In the past year at Liren Peak, Mu Yu had always hated Shen Gurong the most, followed by fear, but now all the resentment slowly dissipated into a faint cloud when Shen Gurong stood in front of him.

He was lost.

For a moment, Mu Yu didn't know how to face Shen Gurong who tortured him ruthlessly, but rescued him at a critical moment.

There seemed to be a tense string pulling each other in his mind, which put Mu Ji in a dilemma for a while.

Shen Gurong didn't see his complicated thoughts, sat on the edge of the bed, and said: "You have entered the Tao now, you should be able to gather spiritual power during the Qi refining period, you can try it?"

Mu Yan looked at Shen Gurong for a long time, and only then did he realize that he was crying in embarrassment just now.

His cheeks flushed, he flicked his sleeves and wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Mu Yan's mood is too complicated now, and he won't be able to sort out the frenzied emotions for a while. He has never dared to look up at Shen Gu Rong, and he is afraid of feeling inexplicably ashamed.

Shen Gurong instinctively wanted to say something to make fun of the blushing little dumpling, but he forcibly held back the words.

He was still afraid that if someone found out that he had seized his house, he would be burned alive.

Mu Yan closed his eyes and tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the spirit veins, but after trying for a long time, his face turned red, but he still didn't notice a trace of spiritual power.

He opened his eyes and instinctively looked at Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong was taken aback by his help-seeking eyes.

ah?What are you looking at me for?I can't do anything either.

The master and apprentice looked at each other in blank dismay.

Shen Gurong coughed dryly, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise his hand to hold Mu Yu's little hand.

Mu Ban froze, instinctively wanting to shrink back.

Mu was relegated to Shen Fengxue's family for the next year, and spent almost every day and night under the torment of Shen Fengxue. These hands once pinched his chin and fed him painful pills, and they also imprisoned him and forced him to live in the same place. Meditate in the snow.

No matter what he did, it would bring endless pain to Mu Ban.

This was the first time that Mu Yan held this hand so intimately, and unexpectedly found that the palm of this cruel and ruthless person was actually warm.

Probably aware of his uneasiness, Shen Gurong gently pinched Mu Yu's warm palm, and said, "Close your eyes."

While afraid of him, Mu Ji forced himself to close his eyes.

Xi Guxing repeatedly told Shen Gurong not to use his spiritual power rashly, but it shouldn't be too much of a hindrance to take out a trace to explore Mu Ban's spiritual veins.

He tried to condense a sliver of spiritual power from his fingers, and tentatively slipped in through the gate of life on Mu Ban's wrist.

This time it went extremely smoothly, and Shen Gurong didn't vomit blood.

Shen Fengxue is very familiar with manipulating spiritual power. Shen Gurong followed her body's instincts and closed her eyes to move the spiritual power through Mubai's veins. Finally, when she probed into her dantian, she was suddenly sucked in by a tyrannical force.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong froze for a moment, staring at his empty fingertips.

That spiritual power seemed to have entered Mu Yu's body?

No problem.

Shen Gurong was inexplicably guilty, and hurriedly withdrew his fingers: "How do you feel?"

Mu Yan opened his eyes: "I don't feel anything."

Shen Gurong coughed dryly: "Then you can try running your spiritual power again?"

Mu Yan pursed his lips and nodded.

This time, for some unknown reason, the originally dry spiritual veins seemed to be nourished by spring rain, and the spiritual power like a stream was effortlessly condensed.

Mu Yan opened his eyes.

Shen Gurong lowered his eyes, his brows were smoky and soft, and asked him lightly: "What's the matter?"

Mu Ban said: "There are already..."

He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there was a rustling sound as if a mouse was stealing food. He listened carefully, but someone was whispering.

Mu Yan was taken aback.

There were only him and Shen Gurong in the whole side room, and Shen Gurong was sitting there with a calm face, like a painting of beauties, deep and pure.

Where is that sound coming from?

When he was stunned, his spiritual power stagnated, and the voice also disappeared.

Seeing that his face changed, Shen Gurong asked, "Why?"

Mu Yan pursed his lips and shook his head, and tried to use his spiritual energy again, this time he finally heard the voice clearly.

"Scared me."

Mu Ban: "???"

He stared blankly at Shen Gurong.

Although Shen Gurong was reticent, his voice was clear and sultry as if whispering provocatively, very recognizable.

Shen Gurong had long eyelashes hanging down, and the beauty under the lamp seemed to be covered with a circle of warm light, making her look calm and indifferent like a heavenly being.

With this look on his face, he thought to himself: "Sooner or later, I will die of fright here, why are there always so many accidents?"

Mu Ban heard the continuous whispering in the void again.

"I'm a scholar, so why?"

"When that spiritual power reaches Mu Ban's dantian, nothing serious will happen, right?"

"Oh yes, I still have to continue making up stories for Xi Guxing. Can Li Renfeng find a storybook for me to refer to?"

"So annoying."

Mu Ban: "..."

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