Master never follows a routine

It was still daylight when a high-pitched cock crow suddenly sounded.

"Ooh-oh-oh..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Yuan Jian rubbed his eyes and got up, thinking, why is this chicken dying?

Brother Ying Lin told him yesterday that after waking up, he would go to morning class for an hour, and then come back to have dinner with the master.

The so-called morning class is to simply recognize some characters for later practice in drawing symbols.

Yuan Jian changed his clothes, it was not too late when he went.

Before the teacher who taught me how to recognize characters arrived, the other demon cultivators had already taken their seats. Some were in human form, some showed furry ears or faces, some had human faces and animal bodies, and some were even completely in the form of monsters.

As soon as he entered the door, the original noisy voice stopped abruptly, and all the demon cultivators turned their heads to stare at him.

Yuan Jian bit the bullet and walked in. He looked around but found no vacant table, so he had to walk in front of a tiger.

"The table and chairs under your feet should be mine, can you..."

The tiger looked like a human being, sitting on its own bench with one paw free to step on the chair next to it.

It was huge with a body lying between two tables. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The tiger's mouth was open, and the breath became foggy, and the two thick white fangs looked creepy!

"You said it's yours, so it's yours?" Its voice was thick and majestic.

Yuan Jian swallowed, and said timidly: "Brother said yesterday that he has added a set of tables and chairs for me, I think it should be..."

"Why didn't senior brother tell me?" The huge tiger paw was placed on the table, and the tip of the claw hooked, making several deep marks on the table. Numb, he couldn't help but staggered back a step.

The other demon cultivators burst into laughter and stared at him gloatingly.

"How stupid he is!"

"Look how scared he is!"

"Coward haha..."

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The little bird outside the window chirped, and the branches made a "squeak" sound when they stepped on it.

Jiang Linmu opened his eyes, the bright sunlight made his eyes hurt, and a dull pain began to creep up on his unconscious spine.

He stood up with his waist supported, washed briefly and then walked slowly towards the back hall.

Ying Lin saw him from a distance, and said with a smile: "Master, if you don't get up, it will be dark."

"How can it be so late? Didn't the disciples just finish their morning class." Jiang Linmu covered the corner of his mouth and yawned a little. His legs and feet were a little numb now, and he stepped on the ground softly.

Ying Lin glanced at Jiang Linmu, Master's face was still pale, and today he was even more haggard, looking sick.

He pulled out the chair: "Master, sit down."

Jiang Linmu sat softly on the chair, feeling like he was carrying two bags of rice on his shoulders, and his whole body was heavy.

"Qingqian, your new prescription is not bad, it can make me sleep until dawn, but it's better to take a lower dose."

Qingqian brought over a plate of fried chicken with green peppers, and the fragrant chicken smell hit her nose, she tremblingly glanced at Ying Lin, lowered her head and said: "No, no problem, if Master still has any discomfort, come with me explain."

"Yes." Jiang Linmu nodded feebly.

Not only does my spine hurt, but my brain also hurts, and I feel a little nauseous.

"Get me a bowl of porridge."

Qingqian broke out in cold sweat under Ying Lin's gaze: "Okay, okay, I'll go and bring the porridge to Master... Oops!"

Without waiting for Jiang Linmu to speak again, she turned around and left in a hurry, her waist suddenly sank, and a boy taller than a broom was knocked and fell to the ground.

Yuan Jian touched his forehead, is it an illusion?

Why did he feel like he hit a wall just now.

"Are you... that person Xiu?" She realized, grabbed his arm and lifted her up. "Master is right here, I'll get you a bowl."

Yuan Jian rubbed his arm that seemed to be grasped by iron tongs, and stared at the disappearing figure in a daze.

"You're here." Jiang Linmu looked at him.

There was a lot of ink on Yuan Jian's new clothes, there was still a bruise on his cheek, and there was a deep scratch on his neck. Although there was blood, it was not very serious.

Yuan Jian quickly stepped forward and knelt down: "Master."

Jiang Linmu frowned: "They did it?"

Yuan Jian pursed his lips, his eyes were a little red: "I, I just want my own desk and chair..."

"I see, those children are getting worse and worse!" Jiang Linmu rubbed his forehead.

Human cultivators and demon cultivators always pinched each other when they met, and he knew that group of brats would not let it go.

Ying Lin didn't say a word, but the chopsticks quickly picked out two chicken legs from the plate and put them in Jiang Linmu's bowl.

"Master, let's eat."

Yuan Jian sneaked a glance at the Immortal Shizun who tore apart the chicken leg meat with chopsticks and slowly stuffed it into his mouth. For a moment, he suspected that the teacher this morning was lying to him.

Didn't it mean that the cultivators after foundation establishment only drink celestial dew?

"You can eat too." Seeing that his little apprentice was still in a daze, Jiang Linmu said.

"Thank you, Master." Yuan Jian blushed, caught the neck of the chicken with his chopsticks, and when he gnawed on the neck of the chicken, he somehow remembered the dead chicken this morning...

After eating, the disciples began to practice the most basic breath technique. They sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes, and used their mental power to feel the spiritual power flowing in their bodies—this is the same method they will use when they retreat .

The sound of even breathing and snoring gradually came from the closed hall.

"Don't sleep, get up." There was a sound of light footsteps, and the door that was originally closed was pushed open with a "squeak", and the sun suddenly flooded into the dark room.

Jiang Linmu's back was facing the sun, and his eyebrows and eyes were always sickly, like orchids blooming under the moonlight.

The first student, who was drowsy from practicing the breathing technique, woke up. A girl pushed the boy who was still sleeping next to him, and slapped him when he saw no response.

There was a "snap", crisp and loud.

"Wow!" The young man jumped up, grinning his teeth, his eyes turned out to be golden vertical pupils, and a long furry tail protruded from the hem of his clothes.

"Do you dare to fight... Master?" He saw Yuan Jian who was hiding behind Jiang Linmu, stared at him with tiger eyes, and said aggressively: "You coward! Just know to tell Master! Fight me if you have the ability!"

The little girl next to him glared at him, he didn't say anything about this idiot!He actually recruited himself!

She stood up and said aggrievedly: "Master, we didn't bully him. Originally, we had a good morning class, but after he broke in, he insisted on fighting with Brother Hu for the seat."

Ying Lin couldn't help but glance at her.

Yuan Jian cried out anxiously: "Master, I really don't have one! I just want a seat!"

"There are so many tables and chairs, you insist on grabbing Brother Hu!" The little girl was aggressive.

"That's right! Obviously I used the table and chairs before!" said the boy.

"You took up two tables and chairs, I just want to get back one."

"Who said that, there is no one next to me, so what if I put my legs down! If you want to say it directly, it's not that I won't give it to you, you insist on grabbing it from me!"

Jiang Linmu thought to himself that these guys were simply confounding black and white.

It was my fault to despise them for being stupid.

"Master, we got along well before he came, but the school started to mess up when he came! It's all his fault!"

"Master! He is in our school, and we can't even listen to the class properly!"

"Master, I saw that he is not interested in class, can you let us go out to play..." A group of little guys complained in one go.

Ying Lin glanced at them approvingly, thinking that if Yuan Jian had joined Master's sect in his previous life, the reason for killing them would probably be "a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late".

Seeing that Jiang Linmu's face was getting darker and darker, Ying Lin quickly stopped him: "Master, don't get angry, we have thought about this result before."

"Do you know how serious the physical and mental impact of school violence is on a child?" Jiang Linmu said coldly, "Do you think their behavior is correct?"

"Of course not." Ying Lin rebuffed straight away: "You also said that human cultivators treated us the same way back then, so how can you ask these children to be saints?"

If it was him, he would have beat that scourge to death long ago.

Jiang Linmu was a little dizzy, and he even felt that what Ying Lin said made sense.

Human cultivator is like this, how can he ask demon cultivator?

Seeing that Jiang Linmu's face was a little loose, Ying Lin continued to cast the net: "Why don't Yuan Jian practice with me in the future? I will take him well."

"You want to practice, let him follow me." Jiang Linmu looked at Yuan Jian and sighed: "You unlucky boy..."

"What!" Ying Lin's face froze: "Let him follow me, Master is busy all day long..."

Thinking about Jiang Linmu usually doing nothing to bask in the sun, what he said was extremely unassuming.

"I, I want to follow Master." Yuan Jian said pitifully.

Ying Lin stared at him, thinking viciously, follow!You can only learn to bask in the sun in the future!

……

In the evening, a strange smell mixed with the smell of food and medicine came from the kitchen.

Ying Lin walked into the kitchen following the smell, and stood beside the medicine stove thoughtfully: "Is this Master's new medicine?"

Qingqian turned around stiffly and said tremblingly, "Yes."

"Didn't Master just change the new prescription?"

"Originally, the medicine didn't work very well for Shizun, and Shizun always woke up in the middle of the night with pain."

Ying Lin remembered the last time he stayed in Jiang Linmu's room, he was in so much pain that he struggled in his sleep.

"Then this new medicine is..."

"The main ingredient is Mihun San." Qingqian said.

"What?" Ying Lin's eyes widened.

Mihun San is not a medicine for relieving body pain at all!This thing is mainly used to stun some ferocious monsters, or a self-defense weapon for fighting!

Has he been in such pain?

Need to numb the body in exchange for a moment of peace?

"Master said, it's safe in the sect, so you can use this." Qingqian said softly: "However, after using this medicine for a long time, the body will develop some resistance, and the effect of the medicine will be worse for him in the future. It's getting shorter and shorter, if the medicine is useless by then, what will Master do."