Master tutoring class

The night in Zangyi Mountain is cool, but the house on the top of the mountain still has heat that hasn't dissipated.

An Heyi and the three disciples formed a table.

The master did not speak, and the disciples could only sit quietly.There were still some uneaten melons and fruits on the stone table, which had been cleaned to be translucent and shiny, and the color was rosy and ripe.

"Come, eat, you're welcome."

Wen Xiuyuan was the first to break the silence, grabbed a handful of red fruits from the plate with his slender fingers, and put a few in front of everyone.

The red pearl-like fruit was placed in front of him, An Heyi raised his eyelids and glanced at him silently.

Seeing him looking over, Wen Xiuyuan had a smile on his face, the hostility from not long ago dissipated, and the clear breeze was hidden in his eyes.

Even though he had just experienced a fright, Wen Xiuyuan's attitude did not seem to restrain himself in the slightest.

For a moment, An Heyi didn't know whether he was big-hearted or thick-faced.

I sighed in my heart.

After everyone left, Wen Xiuyuan focused his eyes around An Heyi, seeing the master finally put out the tea set, he lowered his eyes and flashed a smile.

The aroma of tea floated over faintly.

An Heyi's eyes stopped on the smoke from the mouth of the teapot, but his mind wandered away.

It seems that as long as his three disciples are put together, problems will arise.

Maybe...not so.

But as long as his disciples are put together with other people, there will be problems in the end.

An Heyi sighed again.

"Master, what troubles do you have? Why don't you tell me that the apprentice can help you find a solution?"

Wen Xiuyuan put on a playful smile, placed the jade flute in his hand under the table and tapped lightly on the pillars under the stone table, his legs crossed on the chair swayed and shook accordingly.

An Heyi just glanced at it, and his heart became cold along with the tea.

His apprentice is still safe alone.

An Heyi glanced at the three of them carefully. Qiao Xu hadn't been at peace since he sat down. Now seeing An Heyi looking over, he lowered his head in panic.

Seeing this scene, An Heyi rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers, and sighed, could it be that his naughty apprentice has spoiled another's well-behaved disciple.

cannot stay.

An Heyi moved his lips, and a voice like pearls and jade falling on a plate spread, "Tomorrow, you can learn from other masters. Zijin is here, and I will contact your master. As for Qiao Xu, I will discuss it with my senior brother." .”

"No, I want to follow you, Master." Qiao Xu anxiously raised his head and stared at An Heyi.

The persistent eyes no longer had the shyness before, An Heyi was surprised and avoided his eyes.

"No, it's inconvenient for you and Xiuyuan to live together. Xiuyuan's messing around will definitely divert your mind."

An Heyi thought over and over again, thinking that this method is the best at present.

"I don't want to go...Master," Qiao Xu's eyes burst into tears, and they were about to fall.

"Give me a reason", An Heyi was a little puzzled.His kung fu can only be said to be above average in the Yuansheng sect. There are many powerful masters in the sect. This time Qiao Xu really agrees that he must find a master who is stronger than him for him.

Could it be that after staying for a few days, she developed feelings for Xiu Yuan?

"I...I..." Qiao Xu stammered, so anxious that tears rolled down his face and he couldn't speak.

An Heyi didn't receive Qiao Xu's thoughts at all, and felt very pitiful seeing him like this, so he softened his tone and said, "I will find a master who is better than me for you, if you miss Xiuyuan, you can contact him .Your master entrusted you to me, naturally for the purpose of studying, and you must not slack off."

An Heyi's words completely blocked Qiao Xu's thoughts that he had no time to say in the future.

Seeing him at the side, Nie Zijin only sighed slightly.

Glancing at Wen Xiuyuan again, seeing that he didn't respond, he sighed again in his heart that Qiao Xu and the person he was thinking of had very little predestined relationship.

"Snapped"

There was a loud knock on the door, and it opened wide to anyone who was coming.

"Who bullied my apprentice?" Zhuo Sheng looked left and right, only An Heyi and a few disciples were seen in the whole room.

Zhuo Sheng: "?" It was agreed that he was surrounded by many masters, and he was about to be beaten and his life was in danger?

Seeing all the monks in the room looking at him, Zhuo Sheng put away his fans and stood up in embarrassment.

"Good evening, Fellow Daoist An, I'm here to pick up my apprentice." After speaking, he shook his head left and right, his eyes glanced at the melons and fruits on the table, and he smiled awkwardly.

"It's quite harmonious."

When Nie Zijin saw his master glaring at him, he knew what was going on, but no one in the room thought of explaining it to him.

Zhuo Sheng tugged at Nie Zijin's sleeve, saluted hastily, and pulled him out the door.

The door closed with a bang.

An Heyi opened his mouth slightly, seeing that the person had already left, he retracted the hand he just raised as if giving up.

There were more than a dozen "pop, snap, snap" sounds outside the door, which sounded like a ruthless attack.

"I told you to trick me over here! Huh? Make trouble?! Are you happy doing trouble?"

Interspersed with a few weak responses, "The disciple really has something to do, Master."

"You have a fart thing, you have!" Pa, pa, pa.

An Heyi: "..."

No, he really has.

Wen Xiuyuan glanced at the master with tangled eyes, and moved his lips slightly when he looked over, "Oh."

"..."

In the room, Qiao Xu stood with his head down, Wen Xiuyuan sat cross-legged on a chair, but he felt relaxed and at ease, An Heyi only felt a headache.

"Xiuyuan, go back and rest first."

Wen Xiuyuan shrugged his shoulders, jumped off the chair indifferently, and bowed his hands slightly in a strange salute, "Master, let's go."

An Heyi waved his sleeves without looking at him.

After Wen Xiuyuan left, he took away the last ray of relaxed atmosphere in the room, and An Heyi looked at Qiao Xu who bowed his head and said nothing in distress.

"Qiao Xu, you have worked hard since you came to Zangyi Mountain, but you are not as focused on cultivation as when I saw you in Yunwailou. Cultivation is something that goes against the sky. It is like sailing against the current. You How can you be more slack. For hundreds of years, I have seen countless fallen cultivators. Do you know the pain and embarrassment of being stuck in a certain state all your life and reaching the end of your life. How can you be like this?"

Although An Heyi had a gentle expression, his words were not gentle, and Qiao Xu's ears were like needles.

If Master Tan Yu drives him away again, he will lose any chance.

"But... I admire Master," Qiao Xu seized the last opportunity to express what had been on his mind for a long time.

"You", An Heyi took a step back, and in a panic, he casually pulled the sword off the wall and pressed it against his chest, avoiding Qiao Xu's gaze.

Qiao Xu saw Master's defensive posture, and stabbed him hard in the heart again.

Master Tan Yu avoided him.

Just thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed.

"I see, I won't bother Master again." Qiao Xu staggered back, walked to the door and opened it.

Wen Xiuyuan lay on the big bed in the hall and read a book.

It was the "Hundred Ways of Disciple Chasing and Killing Master" that An Heyi had sent to him earlier, but which he had forgotten in the spiritual ring.

All the methods produced by his apprentice are familiar.

The sound of footsteps outside the door approached the hall step by step, Wen Xiuyuan threw away the book and sat up.

Qiao Xu stood at the door and walked slowly to his bed.

"What's the matter? Broken love?" Wen Xiuyuan hooked Qiao Xu's neck and dragged him to sit beside the bed.

"Mmm," Qiao Xu snorted lightly from his nose, his thick nasal voice sounding miserable.

Wen Xiuyuan looked at it, and the unlucky child's two wide tears fell from his eyes, so thick that they seemed to be able to eat noodles.

A little miserable, and a little funny.

Wen Xiuyuan held back a smile and hooked his neck, opened the jade tablet with his hand and nodded, glanced at it and moved back.

"Every monk has his own way. The most feared thing is not not having the way, but walking the wrong way. Love is the way, and ruthlessness is also the way. Passionate is always annoyed by ruthless."

"Then what should we do?" Qiao Xu sniffled, his eyes were sore and he looked like he was about to cry, Wen Xiuyuan was so frightened that he raised his hand and patted his chest.

"I'll take a look."

"Ah?" Qiao Xu stared blankly at Wen Xiuyuan.

"It's all right." Wen Xiuyuan raised his hand and patted Qiao Xu's chest again to comfort him. He glanced at the hand hooked behind Qiao Xu, and after writing it down, he mercilessly threw the jade card away.

"so--"

"Buddha said, let go." Taken from "Cultivation of Truth and Suffering Novel"

"Wow--"

The author says:

Passerby A: Why are you like this!Is there someone who comforts you like this?

Wen Xiuyuan: This deity has lived for hundreds of years and hasn't comforted anyone, is that okay? ?

Follow-up: After Qiao Xu left, Wen Xiuyuan hooked back the jade tablet and praised this passage.

Reason for praise: practical.