I wanted to embrace my master and return home

"Chubao is not doing well, and I feel sorry for him."

When Yu Shubai was talking, he hugged his knees with both hands, and looked forward with his eyes, his temples were drooping, and his eyes were full of tenderness. This kind of expression was a softness from the heart, which Gu Mou had never seen on his face.

These words reminded him that when he was four or five years old, he was also very afraid of thunder. Every thunderstorm night, Shi Minghua would rush over and put him in his arms to put him to sleep. From clumsiness to proficiency, it was polished by countless thunderstorm nights. Come out tender.

Yang Chubao was afraid of thunder when he was a child, and Gu Mou was also afraid of thunder when he was a child. What about Ye Xunliang?

Of course Ye Xunliang was also afraid. He had too many things to fear. Gu Mou at that time would lick his wounds alone in the dark room every rainy night, nestling himself in the quilt, as if he was still indulging in the warm embrace of his master.

But what about Ye Xunliang, how did he survive?

Gu Mou didn't know at all.

Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable, like a stick in his throat: "He is afraid of thunder, so aren't you afraid?"

Yu Shubai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Of course I'm afraid, but if I stay with Chubao, I won't be afraid."

That's right, if two people stay together, they won't be afraid of thunder.

Why didn't he think of it, why would he rather spend the cold thunderstorm night alone in those years than to accompany Ye Xunliang?

If he was willing to give Ye Xunliang half of those tormenting late nights, wouldn't it be so difficult?

Could Ye Xunliang at that time be no match for a dead person?

The candle flames flickered dimly, his eyes became more sore, he choked his throat, and couldn't help but speak hoarsely.

"You...will you blame me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Gu Mou realized what he had said. He was a little flustered, and turned his head carefully to see the reactions of the people next to him. He was thinking of saving the situation, but found that he had fallen asleep.

Yu Shubai fell asleep, and also slept very quietly, leaning his head against the bedside pillar, leaning slightly in his direction, his hair covering his jade neck, his full pink lips seemed to be leading him closer...

I don't know when we will see each other again, he slowly moved closer, trying to see more clearly, engraving this moment in his mind, but Yu Shubai couldn't hold back, his head left the bed, and leaned towards him , Gu Mou couldn't dodge in time, subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and in his confusion, softness brushed his lips.

Very soft, very soft, very heavy, a little cool.

In the remaining memory is Yu Shubai's flashing, magnified sleeping face.

Wait, at this angle, can lips brush lips?

Didn't he retreat subconsciously, he should be far away, how did he kiss Yu Shubai just now?

etc!The point is not this...

Gu Mou's heartbeat was hidden in the sound of raindrops, but he could hear it very clearly. It was not the outside that was thundering at the moment, but his own chest!

He tremblingly raised his hand and pressed it to his lips, as if trying to retain the warmth of that moment.

so exciting...

Compared with Ye Xunliang, Yu Shubai is so exciting.

Gu Mou carefully got out of bed and returned to the bedroom, without sleep all night.

The next day, Yu Shubai packed up his bags and moved to Chen Xianting. The old disciples of Tianfu Zhige knew that this was the residence of the Lord when he was young, and they were all surprised. Within a few days, the entire Tianfu Zhige knew about it. .

Everyone understood, Chen Xianjun wanted to make Yu Shaozong his disciple!

Some students came forward to ask, but Yu Shubai just smiled, noncommittal.

"Are you really planning to accept him as an apprentice?" Elder Cang Mo's expression was a little distorted.

Gu Mou was stunned, remembering the rumors of the sect these days, he didn't answer, but asked: "...can't you?"

"Don't tell me that your thoughts on him are as simple as being an apprentice?"

This sentence really caught Gu Mou, he was confused and anxious, if he was not accepted as an apprentice, what reason would there be for him to stay after graduation?

How could he not understand Cang Mo's meaning? If he was really accepted as an apprentice, it would be a proper status of master and apprentice, and there was no other possibility.

But even if they don't become masters and apprentices, is it possible for them to...?

Even though he understands these principles, he still can't help but think, if one day, he really has the opportunity to kiss that person's mouth openly, instead of relying on an accident while he was asleep, leaving him alone in the end. One person aftertaste.

In fact, as a master and apprentice, being able to accompany him for a few years, compared to the difficulty of seeing each other later, isn't it already very happy?

He should be content, right?

Time flew by, half a year passed quickly, and a few days before graduation, Gu Mou kept talking in his heart, how to write a document for Si Tiange, how to mention this matter to Yu Shubai, the result has not waited for him As soon as he opened his mouth, an accident happened, which caught him off guard.

More than two months have passed since the Wushisan incident. After all, Yang Chubao has never experienced the power of these banned drugs. Well, before graduation.

This matter can be traced back to six months ago. When the children of the aristocratic family first entered school, Yang Chubao injured a son surnamed Xue with a grievance talisman by the lake. After he recovered, Zhang Sichen and Yang Chubao apologized to him. It's over.

Mr. Xue has been blind for several days, very resentful in his heart, and did not dare to refute the face of Elder Mingting, so he endured it until now, when he heard that a disciple in Tianfu Mountain was expelled for stealing the forbidden medicine from the evil way, by chance, he casually rebelled against him. Elder Yan talked about the talisman of misfortune in front of him, but unexpectedly, he was so angry that the elder directly threw the table, came to the Pavilion of Tianfu in person, and asked someone to bring Yang Chubao out.

"Chen Xianjun, take a look at what this is?" Elder Niyan patted a stack of talisman papers on the table with a serious expression on his face.

You don't need to look carefully to know that it is a curse talisman. There are about four or five pieces of the talisman. As the name suggests, a strand of the soul of an evil spirit is sealed into the talisman.

"I thought that kid was wrong a long time ago. He's very evil. When I threw a talisman on my face, I was almost blinded on the spot!" Mr. Xue was a little unconvinced, but now that someone has stood up for him, he is not afraid of the people next to him at all. Elder Ming Ting is old.

Anyway, he will finish his studies and go home in a few days. With this breath, he feels at ease physically and mentally, so he is afraid that the elders of Ming Court will catch up with him?

Thinking like this, I can't help but feel a little complacent, who knows that from the corner of the eye when I meet a pair of condensed eyes, Mr. Xue felt a chill for no reason, and shivered.

I was too complacent, I forgot that there is Chen Xianjun, this one is not comparable to the Ming court elders...

"Chen Xianjun." Seeing that he didn't speak, Elder Ni Yan raised his tone.

Gu Mou took a step forward and took away the stack of bad luck talismans, "Thank you elder, Gu Mou will handle it by himself."

Kneeling Yang Chubao in the middle of the hall, with his head down, his hands neatly placed on his knees, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he looked honest and pitiful.

"What are you doing with your head down, admit your mistake to Elder Niyan." Gu Mou looked over coldly.

Elder Niyan snorted coldly: "Excuse me, he is a student of Tianfu Zhige. If it spreads, it seems that we, Xiyan Peak, are meddling in other people's business. It's just that when Yuanhua was alive, the two factions were already attached to each other. Tianfuzhige doesn't discipline his students well, hides cunning talisman papers, and even maliciously slanders his comrades, Chen Xianjun intends to let him admit his mistakes without pain?"

Elder Cang Mo clicked his tongue next to him. When Yuan Hua chose Gu Mou as his disciple, he chose Gu Mou. The elders of the 24th Peak were quite critical, but he was the only one who seriously prepared the congratulatory ceremony and sent it to Gu Mou However, until now, only Elder Ni Yan still has a grudge against him.

That's right, in terms of character and talent, Zhang Sichen is obviously superior. How can he easily convince the public when he chooses Gu Mou who is always making troubles.

"...The student did not slander maliciously." Yang Chubao lowered his head even lower, his eyes were reddened uncontrollably.

Elder Niyan was furious when he heard the words, and he stood up straight away, "Oh? Then the evil talisman ran on his face automatically? You hid these six talismans in your room, thinking that you would have a chance to use them against yourself in the future from the same door?"

Yang Chubao shook his head hastily with red eyes.

This matter is a bit tricky. It was he who deliberately "covered up" and acquiesced in Yang Chubao's carrying these talismans, and let Zhang Sichen suppress the matter. Unexpectedly, it was heard by the jealous Ni Yan. The two peaks of 24 have always been nosy , Gu Mou thought for a long time, and finally sighed: "In that case, let's punish according to the law."

"Gate rule No. 40, whoever hides cunning talismans privately, counts them all, will be punished with one hundred strokes of the ruler, and those who hide and use them so that the common people are injured, will be fined three hundred strokes of the ruler, and their graduation certificates will be confiscated." The punishing disciple said loudly.

Almost in the next second, Yang Chubao's tears rolled down his face: "...what?"

It's equivalent to wasting half a year of study. If you go back to Sitian Pavilion like this, Auntie will lose face, and I'm afraid she will be stared at by all her uncles again...

With the door regulations in black and white in front of him, Gu Mou just felt a headache. If his graduation certificate was really taken away, it would be difficult for him to speak in front of Yu Shubai.

The atmosphere gradually became stiff, and Gu Mou's suspicious silence almost didn't directly write the words "use power to protect private interests" on his forehead.

Cang Mo couldn't stand it anymore, he quickly helped Elder Ni Yan back to the chair, patted his chest and said, "Oh, oh! Gu Mou educated him hard that day, and he was punished too. Didn't you carry the talisman paper with you? It's just that the talisman paper is expensive and you don't want to throw it away. Why are you so harsh and have to take away his graduation certificate? The children can't stay for a few days. Destroy the talisman paper and you will be fined [-] A ruler will do.”

While talking, even Elder Ni Yan was slightly moved. Looking at Yang Chubao who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word, he really didn't look like a troublemaker. Unexpectedly, in the next second, a young man walked in quickly from the door, quite elegant He saluted: "I have met Chen Xianjun, Elder Cangmo, Elder Niyan."

Elder Ni Yan frowned, only thinking that he looked familiar: "You are?"

"Student Sitiange Yushubai, father Yuyanxi, met Elder Niyan." He said in a clear and clear voice, neither humble nor overbearing.

Yu Shubai was dressed in a school gown, with flying clothes, ancient and elegant, the tip of the nose was curved and smooth, and the tails of the eyes were raised slightly noble. This face was both familiar and unfamiliar, which made him dazed for a moment.