The cat master of this seat

Several disciples hesitated, and after a while someone finally spoke.

"Xianzun, what the sect master said is correct. We are not asking for donations from the people in the lower world. These people are rich and can afford the money, so our sect can recover as soon as possible."

Another disciple stood on the side of Xianzun and insisted on objecting: "Xianzun, I don't think you should accept disciples. These children have all tested their spiritual roots, and most of them have physiques that are not suitable for cultivating immortals. It is not advisable to forcibly cultivate immortals."

Some people muttered: "What is this? Take them in first, and then we can solve the urgent need."

"Okay." Yun Chi interrupted them, and handed the storage bag to the disciple standing beside him: "Take these items to the lower realm to sell."

"Remember, no price increase is allowed."

Yun Chi turned and entered the door, closed the door and looked at the sky for a long time.

A faint voice came from behind.

"What the hell is Xianzun thinking? How is this deal worthwhile?"

"Yeah, I really don't understand, is it really like what the head said?"

"Crazy? I don't think Xianzun is that kind of person."

"Could the head lie? He must have his reasons for saying that."

"Have you said enough?" The disciple holding the storage bag interrupted them, "The Immortal Venerable has his insistence, have you all forgotten the rules set by the head first? Qingxu Northern Territory can be closed for any reason. gangsters, but definitely not for money."

A Bauhinia fluttered down, Yun Chi stretched out his hand to catch it, and sighed.

Suddenly, I felt a little ashamed of the old master and senior brother.

Stepping up to enter the door, I saw Xiao Tuanzi squatting at the door, also playing with a redbud in his hand, Yunchi paused, and the redbud flower fell from his hand.

"Master..."

Xiao Tuanzi ran over, Yun Chi lowered his eyes, turned a blind eye, and went straight into the bedroom.

The door of the palace was slowly closed, and Xiao Tuanzi tightly pursed his lips, looking through the crack of the door.

Meng Yuqing ordered people to guard in front of the gate of Cihuang Temple. Except for the disciples who delivered the meals, the only ones who could enter were the disciples who took Yunchi's storage pouch that day.

Yun Chi ordered him to come every few days and send the things he made to the lower realm.

On the other side, Meng Yuqing took all the children from rich families into his sect.

As for how he explained to those people, Yun Chi is not sure.

Yun Chi was concentrating on drawing evil stickers when he suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside, followed by a disciple's anxious voice: "Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable, open the door."

After clicking on the eyes of the God of Heaven statue on the sticker, Yun Chi opened the door.

"What's so alarming about?"

The two disciples in white had panic on their faces.

"Xianzun, Junior Brother Yue is sick, please go and have a look!"

Yun Chi pressed the corners of his eyebrows and sighed: "Tell him to stop playing these tricks."

The same thing happened a few days ago, Yun Chi rushed over in a hurry, and after checking, he found that nothing happened to him, he was pretending to be sick in order to trick Yun Chi over.

As if adding fuel to the fire, Yun Chi was already upset, but this made him even more angry, and immediately slammed the door and left.

Yun Chi didn't expect that he wanted to repeat the old trick again.

The two disciples were very anxious: "No! Brother Yue is really sick!"

"We brought food in just now, and after shouting for a long time, no one came out. Later, we found that Brother Yue was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he was only muttering to the Immortal Venerable."

"I think he is really uncomfortable, so I can only report to the Immortal Venerable."

"I don't know why Junior Brother Le made you angry. Since he is still young, the Immortal Venerable should not get angry with him."

The movement of closing the door stopped, and Yun Chi sighed, feeling like he was being manipulated to death.

Even if he lied again, as long as there was even the slightest possibility, Yun Chi would not believe it.

"Understood, you all go back."

Yun Chi went to Song Shiyue's bedroom, thinking that this was the last time, so give him another chance.

The door was closed tightly, and before entering, I could already feel the weak fluctuation of spiritual power, and it tended to gradually weaken.

The door was pushed open.

It was late, there were no lights in the house, and it was dark.

He didn't pay attention when he entered the door, and stepped on a puddle of water.

Yun Chi frowned lightly, brushed his fingers, and lit two candles, when suddenly he heard a violent coughing sound from the inner room.

"Master... Master..."

Yun Chi walked in quickly and saw his apprentice clearly.

The hair at the sideburns was messy, wet and greasy on Song Shiyue's face. Yun Chi sat down beside his bed and stroked his forehead, only to realize that his hair was stained with cold dampness.

Yun Chi thought he was sweating, but when he looked down, he found that his clothes were all wet against his body.

"How did you get yourself like this?"

Song Shiyue's face was pale, but he looked at Master with a smile, as if satisfied: "Master...you are finally here."

Reminiscent of the water stains he stepped on when he entered the door just now, absurd conjectures crossed his mind, Yun Chi's face darkened: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Ahem——" Song Shiyue coughed again, and suddenly reached out to grab Master's hand, his eyes were foggy: "Master ignores me, so I have no choice but to..."

"Think of a way to let Master come to see me."

"Are you crazy?" Yun Chi grabbed his hand with his backhand, feeling that he was trembling slightly.

"It's...it's crazy, but I can't help it, the master is ignoring me like before."

Song Shiyue smiled lightly: "You know that Jiang Yunzheng likes you, but you never avoided him, and let him hug you..."

"Can't I? Why avoid me?"

Yun Chi shook his hand, and Xiao Tuanzi's hand slipped from his palm.

"Master, tell me, what did I do wrong?"

His smile became sad: "I just like Master."

Yun Chi was silent for a long time, and finally just got into the bed and hugged him tightly, using his spiritual power to dry him.

Song Shiyue showed a faint smile, grabbed the master's collar and closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the quilt was warm and Yun Chi retreated out.

Song Shiyue opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he laughed at himself with a weak voice: "I used such a clumsy method, can Master still not stay?"

"Don't talk." Yun Chi ignored the tears that were about to fall from Xiaotuanzi's eyes, and got out of bed directly.

Xiaotuanzi sat up with difficulty, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, tears in his eyes.

Yun Chi had no choice but to turn back, pushed Xiao Tuanzi down, and covered him with a quilt: "Lie down for me, don't move around, and wait for me to come back."

Xiaotuanzi blinked, as if he was digesting the meaning of his words, and finally settled down.

The last time Jiang Yunzheng prescribed him some medicine left, Yun Chi only went out for a quarter of an hour before coming in with a bowl of dark medicine.

Xiao Tuanzi had been paying attention to the movement, and when he heard the sound, he struggled up, and while Yun Chi was holding the medicine in his hand, he slipped into Yun Chi's arms involuntarily.

Yun Chi's body froze, but he didn't pull him away after all.

"Drink medicine."

Song Shiyue looked down, and his mouth narrowed: "Master, it's just the wind and cold. Master can hold me for a while..."

It's all like this and still wants to hug him, Yun Chi couldn't help but be angry with him: "Shut up and drink medicine!"

People are very fragile when they are sick, and Xiaotuanzi muttered aggrievedly after being treated so fiercely by the master, "It's very bitter."

"drink."

"Okay, I'll drink."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Xiao Tuanzi knew how to bargain for his own benefit: "You can hug me more after drinking Master, okay?"

Yun Chi didn't answer, and fed the spoon to his mouth himself.

Xiaotuanzi tacitly agreed that he lowered his head and drank it. After finishing the drink, he raised his head to look at the master in aggrieved manner, reminding him not to forget his promise, but he only got the cold gaze of the master.

Song Shiyue drank a bowl of very bitter medicine in anticipation and nervousness. After drinking, his whole body was listless, and he had nothing to love.

Master's fingertips approached suddenly, something was stuffed in, the tip of his tongue was sweet, and the temperature of Master's fingers seemed to remain between his lips.

Song Shiyue held candied fruit in his mouth, the sweetness spread to his heart, he raised his eyes to look at Master.

After feeding Xiaotuanzi the medicine and then feeding him something simple to eat, Yun Chi went over to help Xiaotuanzi tuck the quilt under Xiaotuanzi's straightforward gaze, extinguished a candle and went to the window to open a gap .

Yun Chi didn't miss his expectant eyes, but he didn't seem to intend to keep his promise.

After dawdling, he put all the food on the table into the food box, put down the gauze curtain in the inner room, picked up the food box and went out.

With a "squeak", the door was closed, leaving the room in silence.

Song Shiyue waited and waited on the bed with his eyes open, until the candlelight flickered and slowly dwindled, but he still didn't wait for the master to come over.

Xiaotuanzi kicked his legs in pain.

In the past few days, Yunchi always felt uncomfortable when he took a bath. Although he knew that it was an accident and believed that Tuer didn't do it on purpose, he always felt that someone was staring at him.

It was not until today that I took a longer bath comfortably.

The night was as cool as water, and wisps of cold wind blew away the heat from his body. Yun Chi's hair was loose, and he pulled it behind him, spreading it on his back and hanging down to his waist.

When he passed by Tuer's room, he found that the candle had been extinguished. Yun Chi heaved a sigh of relief and walked straight past.

As soon as he stepped into the dormitory, he found that there was an even breathing sound in the room, and the source was actually his bed.

His handsome eyebrows were slightly lowered, and Yun Chi lifted the gauze curtain, only to see Xiao Tuanzi fell asleep hugging his quilt, with one leg still exposed, draped over the quilt.

The mouth was slightly opened, the eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, it seemed to be heated, and the face was flushed.

Yun Chi gently held his ankle, and stuffed his legs into the quilt.

Xiaotuanzi opened his eyes, hugged Master's waist in a daze, and said in a childish voice, "Master, don't drive me away."

The fever on his body has not subsided, and he was afraid that he would catch cold again if he kicked the quilt at night, Yun Chi didn't have the heart to drive him back.

Yun Chi stuffed him into the bed, lay down beside him, and pulled his hand away.

"Since you're afraid of the heat, don't hug her, just sleep well."

Xiaotuanzi closed his eyes and opened them again. He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he wrapped his hands precisely, muttering: "I'm not afraid of heat...not afraid of it."

Seeing him squinting his eyes against his chest, Yun Chi sighed, raised his hand and patted his back lightly: "Forget it, go to sleep first."

Half asleep and half awake, Yun Chi suddenly felt the weight on his body suddenly increase, and a strong arm around his waist suddenly tightened.

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