Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

As usual, after he knocked on the door and waited for a short while at the door, Master would open the door for him.

This is already a habit formed between him and Master unconsciously.

But he didn't expect that Master hadn't opened the door for him after half an hour.

Jing Yuan couldn't help being a little worried, and wanted to push the door open, but he was afraid that the master just got up late like before, and his rushing in would only disturb the peace of the master.

He hesitated again and again, knocked on the door again, and waited for a long time, but there was still no movement.

Immediately, he panicked, spilled the things in his arms, and quickly pushed the door open and walked in quickly.

The decorations in the room were still familiar, but the room was empty, and there was no one he wanted to see.

His eyes scanned everything in the house eagerly, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded on top of it, there was no trace of being touched by anyone, and the deserted frost and white snow showed him one thing everywhere—— —

Master, it's gone! ! !

He was breathless and hurried, and was about to search for it immediately, when the thin paper on the table was blown by the breeze, and it just fell lightly in front of him.

Jing Yuan paused and was stunned for a moment before squatting down to pick up the crumpled white paper.

There were spots of ink on the white paper, and a few words were scrawled——

This immortal is in seclusion, don't read and don't disturb.

"Master, it's closed..."

Jing Yuan's hand holding the paper turned slightly white, and his normally dark eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

He has always dared not ask for too much, never thought that such a small thought would now become a luxury.

He realized later that Master was really avoiding him.

He should have found out!

For a long time, Master has always had that complicated look on him.

He has noticed it several times. Master sometimes looks at him with panic mixed with complex eyes. He doesn't understand why Master has such eyes, but every time he raises a pure and kind smile, Master They all breathe a sigh of relief.

If a person who has been in the dark has never been in contact with the light, he will not have the idea of ​​touching the light, but once a ray of light appears in the dark, then even if the light is very small, the person in the dark will want to touch it. This light was held tightly in the palm of his hand, not allowing it to escape.

So sometimes when that kind of paranoid possessive thought hovers over and over again in his heart, Jing Yuan will be very frightened, he is afraid that he will scare away the light that he finally got, and he will never be able to find the trace.

Later, he habitually smiled at Master, as long as he smiled at Master, Master would not be afraid of him, and would not avoid him.

He has always maintained his emotions very well, but after returning from the sword test meeting, he found that the master began to avoid him again.

At first, he thought it was because he was supercilious, because although the master would always subconsciously avoid his eyes, the tone of the master's words was not different from the past.

So he didn't take it to heart.

But now Master left without saying goodbye, and finally let him confirm one thing. For some reason, Master did not dare to face him, and even kept avoiding him.

Is he doing something wrong?

Did he make Master unhappy?

He couldn't figure it out.

The master kept asking him if he had a sweetheart, but he didn't know that he didn't like those who didn't like the master.

Therefore, when he heard someone speak ill of Master in the inn, he was very angry!

He secretly put those who spoke ill of Master in a sack and beat them up. These people don't even know how good Master is!Just relying on your own prejudices and speculations to speculate about Master at will, damn it!

A bloodthirsty thought flashed through his heart, but reason finally defeated this crazy thought, and he didn't kill these damned guys.

Later, there were always people around him inexplicably, asking him if he was ever married?Is there a Taoist companion?He would take the trouble to ask, "Do you think my master is okay?"

Those people's reactions were always shocked, and they also pretended to be stupid. At that time, he knew that these people didn't like Shizun, so he didn't like them either.

Master is very good!

Master's goodness is only known to him.

Slowly, he actually started to laugh to himself. Only he in this world knows how good the master is, and only he has had the master. This is the incomparable and invisible bond between him and the master. This is Uniquely their bondage.

Jing Yuan doesn't know what this thought is, but he will blush because of this thought, he will be happy because of this thought, and his heart will beat very fast because of this thought.

In the end, he attributed all this to the profound master-student friendship between him and his master.

At this moment, he is standing in front of the grotto where the master retreats. Only here can he get closer to the master, and a little closer, and the master will not run away, and the master can be in his sight.

Cuiwei Peak has always been much colder than other places on Kunlun, but standing here now, he doesn't feel cold at all, because his heart is hot, and this scorching heat spreads throughout his body.

"Master, don't hide from me, okay..."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Since Jing Yuan came back from the sword test conference, almost every day there are sects coming to the door with gifts, for no other reason, just to poach the wall and set up a living signboard for the next recruiting disciples, and the reasons for using it are all unexpected The unity of "marriage".

These days, Xu Jinhou was really tossed about by these people.

Just a prophecy.

On this day, Xu Jinhou and Xie Minran received another wave of visitors in Fuhua Hall as usual.

Jing Yuan happened to pass by with a few books about formations, and immediately caught the attention of the visitors.

Helpless, he could only go forward to salute and greet them indifferently.

"This is Xiaoyuan, he is really a good-looking talent, Yushu is facing the wind, and his bearing is extraordinary."

Jing Yuan nodded lightly, without saying a word.

Seeing that his expression was indifferent, the man didn't want to say more, so he simply omitted the polite words, and asked in front of the two immortals on Kunlun: "I wonder if Xiaoyuan has a Taoist companion?"

Jing Yuan originally wanted to answer "No", but when his eyes touched the helpless expressions of Xu Jinhou and Xie Minran, he changed his mind and said casually: "Thanks to your love, I have a Taoist couple."

As soon as the words fell, the image of him and his master hiding from the rain that day appeared in his mind——

The rain was pattering down, he clasped Master's hand with one hand, propped it on the back of the chair with the other, imprisoned Master in his arms, and Master's flustered look...

Thinking about that day, Jing Yuan couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, but he heard the man's voice sound suspicious: "Why? Didn't the public say that you don't have a Taoist companion yet?"

He was a little at a loss as to why he suddenly thought of what happened that day, he settled his mind, and replied coldly, "The rumors in the market are not credible."

However, no one expected that it was Jing Yuan's light words that caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world in an instant, and how many young girls whose spring hearts had not had time to germinate were ruthlessly strangled in their cradles.

However, Su Ziyu, the master of Misty Peak, raised his eyebrows when he received the news, and rushed to Kunlun's Frostfall Baixueli excitedly.

Su Ziyu stepped into the yard loudly, and shouted excitedly, "Brother Chu, brother Chu, are the rumors in the market true?"

Jing Yuan was spreading out all kinds of books on swordsmanship and mind skills on the master's bookshelf to dry in the yard, when he suddenly heard Su Ziyu's voice, he raised his eyelids to take a look, and then continued to move in his hands.

Su Ziyu yelled a few words, but Mu Chu didn't appear. He moved to Jing Yuan wonderingly, "Jing Yuan, where's your master?"

Jing Yuan didn't raise his head, still focused on the book in his hand, and replied casually, "Master is in retreat."

"What's the point of shutting down so well?"

Jing Yuan's movement of drying the book paused, and he lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Ziyu didn't continue to ask. Instead, he approached him mysteriously, and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Jing Yuan, while your master is in retreat, do you want to go back to Piaomiao with me and learn our Piaomiao's technique?" Law?"

"Not learn."

"Don't refuse so quickly, think about it."

Jing Yuan raised his head and looked at Su Ziyu with a cool gaze, and parted his thin lips lightly, "I am a disciple of Master, and I will never take others as my teacher again."

Su Ziyu's big eyes rolled around, and he stammered: "I, I didn't want you to worship me as a teacher." He sighed heavily in his heart, and said in a compromise: "In this way, I still teach With your misty spells, you can just recognize me as a godfather, how about it?"

Jing Yuan pretended not to hear and continued to post books.

Su Ziyu went around to Jing Yuan's side, and continued to babble, "Hey, then you can't be a godfather, so you and I can be trusted. Although I'm about the same age as your master, don't people often say 'forget the year', hahahaha."

Jing Yuan finally put down the book in his hand, looked up at Su Ziyu, and said firmly, "Master Su, I just want to stay in Kunlun and study the law with Master."

Su Ziyu curled her lips, crossed her hands behind her head, and said in a sour tone, "Master, Master, what kind of ecstasy soup did your master pour into you? Tell me, I'll get some for you too." Those incompetent disciples of my family poured it down."

Jing Yuan: "..."

It was only now that Jing Yuan discovered that Su Ziyu really couldn't communicate with normal brain circuits, and he didn't know how Master usually communicated with him.

The breeze blew past, the pages of the book rustled, Jing Yuan stared blankly at the pages blown by the wind, what is Master doing now...

In the evening, with the full moon hanging high and the sky full of stars, Jing Yuan went to Mogao Grottoes, a grotto on Cuiwei Peak, alone with a lantern.

Across this wall, there are people he misses every day.

His smooth forehead was pressed against the cold stone wall, his eyes were lightly closed, the fire in the lantern at his feet was swaying in the evening wind, the surroundings were silent, only his whispers remained.

"Master, what are you doing now?"

"Master, I miss you so much."

"I never felt that four years is so long..."

"I want to see you."

"Will Master think of me occasionally?"

"Master..."

Dawn looks at the sky at dusk, looks at the clouds, and thinks of you when you walk, and think of you when you sit.

A wall divides two worlds, but the fate that should be parallel overlaps at this moment, becoming a hazy concern carefully treasured, becoming an inseparable and unclear entanglement, becoming A faint red line lingering around the fingertips.

[The author has something to say: Jing Yuan: "Which chapter will Master come back?"

????: I don't know.

Jing Yuan (in a dark tone): Say it again.

(?Д?): Back and forth, arrange immediately. 】