Master tutoring class

The disciples in every corner of the main hall quietly poked their heads out to look around, with a strange excitement on their faces that couldn't be concealed.

Rabbit, it looks so soft!I really want to touch it!

With gazes from all directions, An An stepped back, Wen Xiuyuan stopped him with his hand, and firmly protected the white rabbit in his hand.

An Heyi sat in the front row, looking down at the textbook, hesitating whether to stop it.

In front of him, the disciples in every corner of the hall had quietly started a feeding competition, competing to compare whose food the white rabbit ate.Some throw in green vegetables, florets, etc., and that’s fine, and some just throw in a melon.

A palm-sized melon hit it, hitting the edge of the desk with a "bang".

Everyone: "..."

Depend on!Fool.

The hall was silent, and the disciples lowered their heads and looked up secretly.

An Heyi raised his head and looked down quietly.

When I don't exist?

Sigh lightly.

Wen Xiuyuan's rabbit is indeed fluffy and cute, but it makes the monk a little sad.

Why don't the rabbits let the monks hug them?

After a while of silence, An Heyi lowered his head and concentrated his mind to continue the lecture.

After that melon, the disciples in the hall also settled down, even if they were most excited, they only dared to take a sneak peek, and had to turn their heads when An Heyi looked over.

Today's class is about four or five ways to refine spiritual power for personal use. An Heyi's voice is neither high nor low, with little ups and downs. The pitch is accurate enough to make people dizzy and drowsy.

It was also thanks to An Heyi that he didn't raise his head very much, otherwise he would have seen the grand scene of "the front row dare not move, and the back row is turned down" in the house.

I do not know how long it has been.

A faint scent of tea wafted by, An Heyi lightly raised her white finger and knocked on the small clock on the table, awakening countless dreamers below.

Breathe out slowly.

He stood up and walked quickly towards the resting place in the apse. The tea in the back has been prepared, just waiting for him to taste it.

There was a lot of noise in the main hall, and there were a few disputes mixed with laughter and laughter. The wind blew gently, and swayed away with this excitement.

When entering the apse, An Heyi glanced out.

The fluffy white rabbit was hanging in someone else's arms and sleeping peacefully with its eyes closed. A disciple next to it handed it soup, and it opened its two mouths and swallowed it.

"..."

Isn't it not allowed to hug?

An Heyi withdrew his eyes and walked slowly to the table in the apse.

More heartbroken.

The little boy in the apse stood aside respectfully, the tea smoke rose from the table, and the tiny tea tip stretched out after being soaked, floating on the clear water, green and verdant.

An Heyi closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, the fragrance of tea floated into his nose, and his spiritual power dispersed, making his mind clear and refreshed.

Good tea.

An An in the hall swallowed.

...want to drink.

The back hall is quiet and quiet, which is completely different from the bustle of the front hall.

"Brother Wen, let me touch it, please!"

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come first."

"Brother Wen, do you sell the rabbit? Can I buy it from you?"

"I'll buy it too. I'll bid one hundred spirit stones, top grade."

"Two hundred, I want it."

"No, no, I have three hundred, I want it."

"I want to shoot too. I can have more, and I can also get top-quality weapons, right? Brother Wen?"

The surrounding disciples surrounded Wen Xiuyuan. Just now, this group of monks threw vegetable leaves on people one after another.

"Oh", Wen Xiuyuan sneered, "Not for sale".

This group of people is too delusional.

The younger brothers in the house are not willing.

"Don't, brother Wen, I have a lot of treasures here, hey hey..."

Wen Xiuyuan reached out and snatched the rabbit, and the disciple holding the rabbit looked at him pitifully.

Unmoved, he stood up and lifted the rabbit up, "Come on, have a look."

The disciples in the inner circle and the outer circle raised their heads one after another.

"mine."

After speaking, he hugged the rabbit in his arms again, walked out of the desk and circled around the hall.

Every time he walked to a position, whenever a disciple looked over, he would hold him up and show the other party a look, and when the other party thought he was hugging him and stretched out his hand, he shrank back.

He replied coldly, "Mine."

disciple:"…………"

Ah.

An Heyi in the back hall took a sip of Xichun, and listening to the bustling sounds in the outer hall, he felt much more comfortable.

The whole room is harmonious inside and outside, and where there is occasional resentment, it is probably a turtle trapped in a wave.

Two red bean-sized eyes looked at the rabbit in Wen Xiuyuan's hand, and occasionally retracted into the shallow water to spit a bubble.

After An Heyi finished drinking tea, there was still some rest time left. Seeing that the disciples outside the hall could not hold the rabbit, they turned their attention to the unattended tortoise.

An Heyi frowned slightly when he heard the disciples talking, worried that they would release the turtle by mistake with their rough hands, and walked out of the outer hall.

As soon as it appeared, the disciples in the entire outer hall froze in place.

An Heyi didn't pay attention either, and just sat on the futon, and then nodded to them.All of a sudden, the disciples surrounded him as if they had received permission.

"Master Tan Yu, is this turtle easy to raise?"

An Heyi was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously nodded.

It's easy to raise...that's right.

"Then what does he eat?"

An Heyi pondered for a moment, with a slightly hesitant tone.

"Chicken, duck, fish... tables, chairs, beds, stone tables, walls... probably these."

"?"

Wen Xiuyuan burst out laughing with a "poof", leaning on the table and looking dumbfounded at the disciples around An Heyi.

Some disciples didn't believe it, so they quietly broke off a table leg, and threw it into the dial while others were not paying attention.

There were a few "clicks, clicks", and a bone-gnawing sound sounded. After a while, the sound stopped. The disciples leaned over and took a look-there was only debris left on the table legs.

disciple:"……"

very scary!

The disciples surrounding Guigui backed up a few steps, showing panic, seeing that Wen Xiuyuan was the only disciple in the room who was calm as usual, they squeezed towards him one after another, squatting down and hiding behind Wen Xiuyuan.

The tortoise-red eyes looked over, and the disciple who was stared at was feeling guilty and trembling in a cold sweat.

The other peak disciples retreated and fled, and the first row was immediately empty.

An Heyi blinked, feeling a little dazed about the current situation.

"Don't worry, I've trapped it."

Even though he said so, no disciples paid attention to it.

Guigui crawled to the dial, and after everyone dispersed, he looked at An An who had turned into a rabbit.

"Wow wow wow..." An An shook her body and turned her head to get into Wen Xiuyuan's armpit, her little tail trembling tremblingly.

With a sound of "whoosh", Xu San next to Wen Xiuyuan pulled out his sword and shouted, "Don't worry, brother, I will protect you and the little white rabbit."

An Heyi and Wen Xiuyuan: "..."

An Heyi heartily asked the disciples in the apse to send Guigui back. When they reached the door, Guigui still stared at An An. An An was scared and cried, shaking while crying, looking very pitiful.

The disciples in the room turned their heads to see that Guigui was sent out of the palace gate, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Xu Sanjian retracted, he patted his chest, his calves were still shaking.

The disciples in the following classes lost their minds about the class, so An Heyi gave a rough talk, and then let the frightened disciples and the rabbit go back to the room to rest.

The wind outside the hall was blowing loudly, and the rabbit's fur was fluffy and blown up.

An An waited for Wen Xiuyuan to walk out of the hall, and jumped on Wen Xiuyuan's body. Wen Xiuyuan dragged the rabbit's thick, fluffy buttocks and let him squat on his shoulders.

An An crackled and complained, "Do you know how scary that tortoise is? His eyes are still red, he is very edible, he looks so fierce, and he still stares at me. You say he is not too much..."

cry.

Wen Xiuyuan smiled and rubbed the rabbit's head, and after the white rabbit complained, he asked, "Why didn't you let Master hug you just now?"

I thought it was another complaint, but the white rabbit rubbed it angrily, tilted its head and rubbed Wen Xiuyuan's face, and replied in a low voice.

"If you don't go with him, I will be with my brother."

It sounds exasperated.

Childish.

Wen Xiuyuan laughed again.