The cat master of this seat

Under the quilt, there was actually a bed full of paintings, one by one, all of which were his small portraits.

Sitting, standing, lying down, eating, sleeping, bathing, clothed, naked...

Different kinds.

A thunderous thunder resounded through the sky outside the window, reminding him that Xianjun Haojiang was being robbed by thunder.

His eyes quickly skipped, and Yun Chi's eyes fixed on one of them, and he suddenly felt that he was the one who was struck by lightning.

Angry eyes widened, blood rushed to his face, he didn't know whether it was from anger or shame, the shock was so great that he was speechless for a long time.

Song Shiyue seemed to be awakened by the bang of thunder. Before he realized what happened, there was a chill coming from his body. He turned around slowly, saw the master, thought he was dreaming, and rubbed his eyes .

After taking a closer look, his eyes overflowed with ecstasy, and he was about to rush towards the master.

He was standing up, but found that the master had an ugly face and was staring at his bed.

Following Master's line of sight, Song Shiyue reacted and froze in place.

Yun Chi had already raised his palm, brewing all his anger, and wanted to destroy those unsightly statues.

"Master, don't!" Xiaotuanzi lay down on the bed, protecting the statue.

After waiting for a long time before the master's palm fell, he quickly hid the portrait that the master was staring at just now in front of his chest.

That was his favorite one.

There was a monstrous anger in Yun Chi's chest, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak, not because he didn't want to scold him, but because he didn't know what to say.

I destroyed that small portrait yesterday, thinking that he would repent, but unexpectedly he turned around and drew another one.

There are so many hidden in private!

I shouldn't have come to see him.

He turned angrily.

"Master! Master, don't go!" Xiaotuanzi grabbed his robe so hard that he couldn't move.

Yun Chi frowned, "Don't touch me."

Xiaotuanzi held his robe tightly and remained silent for a long time.

"Master, listen to my explanation."

Yun Chi brushed his hand away.

Turning around to look at him with a complicated expression.

Xiaotuanzi stood up, holding his hands cautiously in front of him, like a child who has made a mistake.

"Master, I can explain..."

Yun Chi took a deep breath, suppressing his embarrassment: "Okay."

He almost gritted his teeth: "You, explain, explain!"

Xiaotuanzi bent down slowly, and slowly picked up a somewhat yellowed piece of paper with a picture of a cat on it.

Yunchi waited patiently for his explanation.

"This is the cat I drew before." He paused, his voice lowered, "I've always drawn things I like."

Yun Chi's heart skipped a beat, but he still couldn't get over the word "like" he uttered tenderly.He could only stare blankly at Tuer's eyes, as if trying to grasp something.

"Some things come and go, but I've drawn them all."

"In the days when I don't see cats, these paintings are always with me."

Yun Chi suddenly remembered the box he found in his bedroom in the magic palace, and there was a stack of small portraits inside, but he only saw the first one at that time, and thought it was all cats.

If he scrolls down then...

Yun Chi didn't think about it any further, and watched him grab another small portrait, which showed a youthful Yun Chi.

His long hair was bundled up high, and he looked back at the top of the mountain, and the mountains and rivers were eclipsed behind him at sunset.

The small portrait is yellow, obviously it has aged, Yun Chi couldn't tell when it was him.

About seventeen, or nineteen.

Yun Chi didn't know, he couldn't even remember clearly.

It was at this moment that Song Shiyue suddenly raised his head, and his deep gaze met Yun Chi's.

"This is the first time I met Master."

"At that time, I thought, how can there be such a beautiful fairy in the world?"

"But then I found out that the gods don't like me—"

"His eyes were never on me."

Song Shiyue lowered his head and smiled: "Later he chose me as his apprentice. I was overjoyed and wanted to behave obediently in front of Master..."

"But the master still rarely comes to see me. Other people's masters will teach them swordsmanship, but the master never once."

"I can only secretly look at Master in the corner."

Yunchi moved his fingers and slowly tightened them.

"So I can only engrave your appearance in my heart and draw it all down."

"I like cats because I think it looks like Master. At first, it avoided me and didn't want to talk to me, but it got hurt and could only rely on me."

"Later, the master said that the cat was driven out. I was very sad and angry, because it spent many nights with me."

"I told it everything I didn't dare to say to Master."

"But Master, I didn't expect you to be a cat."

"You asked me why I don't like Jiang Yunzheng. Because I know that he likes Shizun."

Xiaotuanzi's voice was full of anger: "It's impossible for me to like him."

Song Shiyue took a deep breath, looked up again, with great affection in his eyes: "Because I am to Master..."

The deep gaze almost sucked Yun Chi in, his heart was beating so hard that he had to interrupt him before the matter was irreversible: "Wait! Just don't talk!"

"Don't say..."

The answer was ready to come out, but Yunchi never thought of this possibility.

Everything is outrageous.

"Okay." Sure enough, Song Shiyue didn't continue, but Yun Chi felt oppressed by what he said: "Then Master told me, when will I have to wait?"

Yun Chi's mind went blank, and he answered his words purely instinctively: "At least...at least not now."

How could Yun Chi accept that he said such things to him in his current state?

He was so upset that he lost his mind and walked out.

"Xianzun, what happened? Why is your face so red?"

Hearing the voices of the disciples outside, Song Shiyue sighed deeply, and finally got out of bed to eat.

Qingxu Northern Territory has never made money by expelling demons and subduing demons. The source of income is the exorcism items made by the disciples, stickers, portable jade rings and the like.

It's just that it takes a lot of time and spiritual power to make these utensils, and the quality made by disciples with low spiritual power is not good.

This is what Yunchi has been doing by locking himself in his room these days.

The demon exorcising items made by Lingyun Xianzun are top-grade, but he sells them at a low price. If he wants to make more money, he can only make more.

When he was preparing to go to Yanhua Hall with these things, he saw a steady stream of carriages coming and going at the gate of the Qingxu Northern Territory.

Xianzun stopped and asked the disciples around him.

"Don't the Immortal Venerable know? These people are all rich and noble from the lower realms, and they all want to send their children to practice here. The headmaster said that as long as they help the Qingxu Northern Territory to renovate the sect, they can become the Immortal Venerable's apprentice."

"Hey, Immortal Venerable..."

Yunchi went straight to the Yanhua Hall.

Meng Yuqing inside was counting boxes of jewelry and silver, with greed and satisfaction slowly showing in her eyes.

"Master Uncle, you came just in time. A few talented disciples sent from the lower realm want to ask Master Uncle to teach you something."

"Meng Yuqing!" Yun Chi said with a serious expression, "The Qingxu Northern Territory accepts disciples only on talent, not on background, how can you make money with this?"

"Uncle Master, how do you know that they don't have talent?" Meng Yuqing looked at him, "This can restore the vitality of Qingxu Northern Territory as soon as possible, why not?"

"I said that I will never accept another apprentice in this life."

Meng Yuqing said in a good voice: "Then don't treat them as apprentices, only in the name of master and apprentice. Master uncle thinks this is good?"

"What do you mean only in the name of master and apprentice? How can it be such a joke?"

Yun Chi felt sad and said firmly, "In short, I won't accept disciples, I will personally explain to them that I will return these things."

Meng Yuqing's expression became ferocious: "I am the head of the sect now, do you want to disobey my order?"

"Oh." Meng Yuqing sneered, and put away her hypocritical smile: "Since the uncle is disobedient, don't blame the nephew for being ruthless."

"The person who came - Immortal Ling Yun had no one in his eyes, was proud of his talent, and disobeyed the sect master. Since he was the uncle of the sect master, he was only confined in the hall of Cihuang, and he was not allowed to step out of the hall of Cihuang without orders."

"This..." The disciples who came in responded with a look of perplexity, looked at the master, and at Lingyun Immortal Venerable who looked normal.

"What? How dare you be disobedient?"

Yun Chi didn't make it difficult for them, and turned around and walked out.

Outside the Yanhua Hall, officials and nobles from the lower realm brought their own children to kneel down to worship Lingyun Xianzun.

Hearing "Master" in childish voices, Yun Chi remained unmoved.

"Don't call me Master, I won't accept you as disciples."

"what happened?"

"Didn't you say that donating gold can enter the door of Lingyun Xianzun? What? Don't you think it's not enough?"

"It's really a lion with a big mouth!"

Yun Chi clenched his hands into fists, and was interrupted by Meng Yuqing before he could make a sound. The latter smiled where only he could see, but frowned at others: "Uncle, stop joking."

"You made it clear earlier that as long as they can afford ten thousand taels of gold, you will accept apprentices."

"I just want to use this gold to rebuild the Qingxu Northern Territory, why doesn't my uncle agree?"

"Has Qingxu Northern Territory ever treated you badly in these years?"

"How can you abandon the entire Qingxu Northern Territory in order to monopolize the gold?"

"Heh—" Yun Chi almost laughed angrily, his ability to turn black and white really impressed Yun Chi.

He had just glanced at those children briefly, and eight out of ten had no talent.

The matter of cultivating immortals is no small matter, forcibly cultivating immortals by people with unfit constitutions will only cause irreversible damage to the body.

People in the lower realm don't understand, so it's impossible for Meng Yuqing not to know.

He can do this only because he doesn't care.

Seeing that Yun Chi actually smiled, Meng Yuqing frowned slightly, and winked at the disciples behind him: "Uncle Master must be tired, why don't you send him back to the dormitory soon?"

Those disciples didn't dare to hold Yunchi, they just followed behind him silently, without saying a word.

In front of the Palace of Cihuang, Yun Chi stopped, turned around, and glanced at a group of young disciples: "You all think that the deity should accept them as disciples?"

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