The cat master of this seat

The little girl took the book and looked at it for a while, then looked at her father timidly: "I know them all."

"You never went to school, how did you know how to read?"

The little girl said without hesitation: "I'm going to pick up my brother from school after washing the peaches, so I'll get up early to wash, and go there early after washing, and listen to my master's teaching outside."

Yun Chi nodded, and then looked at the man: "There is one more condition, buy her new clothes and new shoes for the New Year."

Seeing that Yun Chi really took out the money, the man agreed to his request one by one.

The peaches he bought, he asked the men to send to the refugees in the lower realm.

Under the peach grove, Yun Chi took out a bunch of candied haws as if by magic, and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl was not shy even after getting acquainted with him, she took it generously and smiled at him: "Thank you brother!"

The little girl smiled with a small pear dimple at the corner of her mouth, and her big watery eyes looked even more clever. There was a string of red pomegranate bracelets on her wrist, and Yun Chi looked at it thoughtfully.

"Can you lend the bracelet to my brother?"

She rolled up her sleeves and took off the bracelet without hesitation, "This is what my mother left for me."

Yun Chi noticed that there were mottled red marks on her hands, but soon the sleeves were put down again. The little girl pulled Yun Chi's sleeves with a smile, motioned him to squat down, and leaned closer to his ear.

"Actually, father lied just now, and my mother is not behind."

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"My father said my mother was a monster."

The hand bracelet obviously has no evil spirit, but exudes pure spiritual power.

How could it be something left by the demon?

"Why do you say that?"

"Because my father said that one night he saw my mother turned into a bird, and then she flew away."

Yun Chi brushed the palm of the little girl's hair vaguely, his spiritual power penetrated, and a series of images flooded into his mind.

She actually saw a familiar shadow in the little girl's soul.

As he expected, the little girl's spiritual roots are not vulgar, and she is a good material for cultivating immortals.

Putting down his palms, and looking at the little girl again, Yun Chi had a different emotion in his eyes, and asked her, "Do you know about cultivating immortals?"

"I know!" she exclaimed loudly, and then "shush" again.

The voice of the mouth was much lower: "My father doesn't like to hear this. But my mother told me before that there is a Lingyun immortal in the upper world who has been protecting us!"

Yun Chi smiled slightly, "Then do you want to cultivate immortality?"

Hearing this, the little girl blinked her eyes, and immediately looked a little downcast: "But my father won't agree."

"What about yourself?"

Rather than forcing her father to send her to school, he hoped that the little girl would break away from her father.

There are many children like her in the Qingxu Northern Territory, and it might be better to grow up there.

"I want to. I want to be great and go out and find my mother."

"Okay." Yun Chi touched the little knob on the top of her head, "Wait for me."

In the next few days, Yun Chi ran around asking Meng Yuqing to come out to meet him, and after confirming that he could take the little girl over, he went back to talk to her father.

He finally agreed, and Meng Yuqing would come to pick her up to Qingxu North as soon as she stayed at home for the New Year's Eve.

Song Shiyue seems to be very busy these few days, running to the pawn shop almost every day, sometimes when he comes back it is late at night, and he lies down to sleep with his back facing him, seems very tired, Yun Chi didn't dare to disturb him.

Until the eve of New Year's Eve, Yun Chi lay down facing the wall with his eyes closed, and the person who had returned from the night slipped onto the bed lightly.

Yunchi felt that he didn't close his eyes as soon as he came back as usual, but was looking at him.

After a while, Yun Chi turned around as his warm body pressed against his back.

"Master, are you still asleep?"

"En." Yun Chi responded lightly.

Both were silent.

Yun Chi fumbled his arms around him, and asked proactively, "Are you going out tomorrow?"

"I won't go, I will spend the New Year with Master."

On New Year's Eve, Yun Chi seldom wanted to spend the New Year so desertedly. He put new stickers on the windows, and got up early in the morning to make rice cakes. Song Shiyue wanted to help, but Yun Chi refused.

Song Shiyue had no choice but to turn around and leave the small kitchen.

Yun Chi didn't think much about it, until the rice cakes were ready, he called Tu'er a few times, but he didn't get a response.

When he returned to the house, his eyebrows and eyes were raised.

"Master, don't laugh."

A little Tuanzi sat on the snow-white bed, dressed in festive red, which was exactly what Yun Chi had made for him earlier.

Yun Chi found the clothes yesterday and put them in the closet, waiting for him to change into them today, but he didn't expect Tu'er to put them on without making a sound.

"Master, help me."

Xiaotuanzi's body was soft, but his hands were not long enough. He couldn't touch the back of his cotton-padded clothes, and couldn't fasten the straps. He looked at Master aggrieved.

Yun Chi smiled for a while, walked over to tie him up, pulled Xiao Tuanzi up and turned around twice, his love was palpable, "It really fits."

Xiaotuanzi smiled sweetly: "As long as Master likes it."

"I made rice cakes, come and eat."

Xiaotuanzi is now very self-conscious as a child, and he doesn't hold back anymore. He ate piece after piece of soft and glutinous rice cakes, and he didn't forget to feed the master a few mouthfuls.

At night, after eating a table of delicious dishes prepared by the master, Song Shiyue said that he wanted to draw a small portrait of the master.

Thinking of the unsightly portraits he drew earlier, Yun Chi was embarrassed, and his first reaction was to refuse.

Xiaotuanzi tugged at his robe and shook it lightly: "Just draw a picture!"

Confused, Yun Chi couldn't stand Xiaotuanzi's coquettish behavior, and asked cautiously, "How do you draw it? Where do you draw it?"

Anyway, if he wanted to undress or something...he would never agree.

Seeing Yun Chi's face turned red, Xiaotuanzi blinked: "What is Master thinking?"

"No." Yun Chi changed the subject: "Is it okay to draw outside? Can you see it?"

"Yes." Song Shiyue arranged for Master to sit down by the corridor, guiding him to lean on the railing, "Master, smile."

Yun Chi smiled slightly, seeing Xiao Tuanzi laying out pens, inks and paints, lowering his head and drawing seriously, his heart was filled with warmth.

It's just that Song Shiyue only looked up at him at the beginning, and then immersed himself in painting the whole time.

But he painted very seriously, Yun Chi couldn't bear to be disturbed, and didn't change his movements without authorization, just looked at the little apprentice without moving.

After a long time, Song Shiyue finally raised his head and looked at Yunchi for a long time. His eyes were so bright that it made people addicted to it.

"Finished."

Yun Chi paused for a while, then smiled and said, "They said they were painting me, but they didn't look at me, so I don't know what kind of painting it can be."

Xiaotuanzi slowly walked up to Yunchi, put away Xiaoer's cuteness and naivety, and looked at him seriously: "Master's appearance has already been engraved in my heart, and I can portray it without looking."

When he said he lowered his head, his eyes were downcast, and when he raised his head again, he had already calmed down his emotions, at least Yun Chi didn't notice the difference.

"Master, take a look."

Yun Chi took the portrait and looked at it.

There was a warm lantern hanging behind him, and he smiled slightly, his face softened under the warm color.

Song Shiyue also intentionally added many gadgets to his clothing, pearls and jade hanging on the robe, and a few red plums sticking out of his head into the painting.

It's a bit more old-fashioned than reality.

Yunchi likes it very much.

"Can you give it to me?"

However, Xiaotuanzi snatched the painting from Yunchi's hand immediately, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "No, I want to keep this painting. If Master wants it, I will..."

When talking about this "later", Song Shiyue paused, looked up at Yun Chi and smiled: "Master wants me to draw another one for you."

Neither of them had the habit of watching the year. The sound of firecrackers outside kept coming and going, and finally stopped after late at night.

Yunchi hugged Xiaotuanzi and went to bed.

For some reason, he always felt that Song Shiyue was a little strange today, he was obviously smiling, but when he looked at him, he was always sad.

Tu'er has always been good at hiding his emotions, but Xiaotuanzi is different. No matter how much he hides it, his emotions can be revealed between his eyebrows and the slight curvature of his mouth.

Yun Chi pinched Xiaotuanzi's face and asked, "Do you want to change back?"

Xiao Tuanzi looked up at Master, "Then I'll go and change my clothes."

Xiaotuanzi rattled out of bed, and Song Shiyue came back after a while.

Yun Chi took the initiative to hug him, and talked to him under the flickering candlelight: "Is there anything you want to say to Master recently?"

He has been busy with outside affairs these few days, and the two of them haven't had a good talk for a long time.

If it was in the past, Song Shiyue would always hug him to sleep at night, but not these days, Yun Chi thought it was because he was too tired.

Also blame him for his slowness, he should have noticed the abnormality of the apprentice these few days.

Song Shiyue froze for a moment, but shook his head.

"Really not?"

"Ah."

After a moment of silence, Yun Chi pursed his lips and approached him.

He could feel Tuer's restraint and respect for him these days.

Although Yun Chi couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, he wanted to coax him.

He leaned closer, stroking his waist with his fingertips.

Song Shiyue froze, but pressed his shoulders, "Master, rest early."

He sent Yun Chi's palm back, tucked the quilt for him, and turned his back.

Yun Chi curled up his fingertips, stared at his back for a while, then turned his back silently.

The two were back to back, with a distance of one foot between them, but it seemed that an invisible gap had been opened.One wanted to cross, but the other erected a high barrier.

Yun Chi closed his eyes.

Before dawn, Song Shiyue got up, and he felt that Tu'er stood quietly by the bed and looked at him for a long time, but did nothing.

The door creaked, and Yun Chi opened his eyes.

He originally wanted to go with him to see what the apprentice had encountered outside, but in the end he didn't.

He just waited and waited bored in the house until the next morning.

On the bed, Yun Chi was meditating. When he moved his fingers, his whole body became a little stiff.

Song Shiyue did not return overnight.

A faint blue flame rose from the fingertips, and the spiritual consciousness spread outward, and Yun Chi sensed a wave of demon energy.

The man seemed to have tried his best to restrain himself, but there was still a faint breath overflowing.

In the bauhinia forest, Song Shiyue turned his head and frowned handsomely.

"What are you doing with me?"

"Brother Shiyue, I want to come and see where you live." Ah Ling smiled, and looked around at the surrounding natural scenery, "It's not bad here, can I come here often in the future?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel "Tsing Yi" for the diving bomb x1, I am so excited that I have never seen the world (≧ω≦)/

Thanks to the cute little "koi" for throwing mines x1, and caught another cute thing!Yeah (-^〇^-)

I will continue to work hard!I love you guys ^3^