The cat master of this seat

Yun Chi turned over again, held his breath and turned his ears sideways, but there was no movement outside for a long time.

Outside the door, Song Shiyue's eyes were blurred, he leaned against the door and slid down, and sat on the ground.

What he was muttering in a low voice, Yun Chi couldn't distinguish it even if he had a sharp ear.

He put his head against the door and started banging on it.

Yun Chi heard the sound of "Kang Dang Bang Dang", followed by Song Shiyue's voice gradually became clear.

"Master, do you want to find a new apprentice?"

"Master, you still want to accept Ren Youhuan, right?"

"Master! Speak!" Song Shiyue yelled, and the wine jar in his hand slammed on the corridor pillar with a bang, and the wine dripped down the stone steps, tick-tock.

The aroma of wine slowly permeates, creeps into the crack of the door in the chilly spring, and slowly drifts into the house.

Song Shiyue lowered his head and fell forward.

Yunchi just opened the door at this moment, and his leg was hit hard by someone.

Song Shiyue bumped into his leg and murmured: "Master...do you want me anymore?"

Yun Chi almost laughed angrily: "Who doesn't want who?"

Who is the person who stays away all day?

Song Shiyue didn't seem to hear his rhetorical question, he hugged his leg and dawdled: "Master, don't allow...I don't allow it!"

He was pitiful at the beginning, but in the end he almost spoke viciously, pulling Yun Chi off, and the two of them looked at each other.

His eyes were moist, and the smell of wine and heat crawled all over his body.

Holding Yun Chi's shoulders with both hands, staring closely at his eyes: "Master, look at me."

"I, Song Shiyue, I am your apprentice."

"only."

"There can only be one of me."

He was talking upside down, but his expression was too serious.

Yun Chi's entanglements that he hesitated for a long time just now were defeated one by one by his unreasonableness, as if all the barriers in the past few days did not exist.

Yun Chi secretly sighed, what are you fussing about with a drunk man.

He pulled disciple up and helped him walk inside.

Song Shiyue usually relied on Yun Chi for his rickets, and he still reminded him: "Master, close the door."

Yun Chi supported him to go back and close the door, and Song Shiyue was satisfied: "My and Master's...house, no one is allowed to enter."

Helping him to the bed, just as he was put down, the person who had kept his eyes closed opened them suddenly and pushed him away.

Yun Chi was stunned.

Why did you turn your back on him so quickly?

Song Shiyue rested his arms on his eyes and murmured, "Are you dreaming again?"

"Master... stay away from me."

Yun Chi was puzzled, but he didn't interrupt him, and stood quietly by the bed, listening to his ravings.

"I'm not a good person."

"all fake."

"I killed someone."

Yun Chi subconsciously curled his fingers into fists, staring at him intently.

He could feel that his disciple's consciousness was extremely chaotic, and he felt a little bit of emptiness.

"I killed the head of the sect, and Meng Yuqing. I killed all the people in Qingxu Northern Territory. Only you are left..."

A tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

"Master... I don't know if I will hurt you..."

Yun Chi's eyes widened, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

What he said clearly happened in the previous life...

Yun Chi took his arm down, raised his hand to gently wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and caressed his dark blue eye sockets.

The little apprentice who had managed to raise some flesh has lost weight again in the past few days.

"No. Be good, have a good sleep first."

Yun Chi held his hand, leaned over and kissed his forehead, comforting him over and over again.

Song Shiyue finally fell into a deep sleep.

Yunchi couldn't sleep.

After getting rid of the demon nature for Song Shiyue, 404 said goodbye to him, the task was completed, and he could no longer contact it.

He had no one to ask, and at this moment his heart was uneasy.

What did the apprentice know?How much do you know?How do you know?

Or... was he also reborn?

No matter what the situation is, Yun Chi is not surprised, after all, what happened to him is unimaginable enough.

What made him unhappy was, did the disciple dare not come back these few days because of this?

Yun Chi just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his apprentice, feeling sullen all by himself while watching.

Until dawn broke in the sky, a ray of light pierced the night in the east, and dawn appeared.

Song Shiyue rubbed his temples and woke up leisurely.

The master sat beside him, staring at him without blinking.

Song Shiyue sat up abruptly, got out of bed in a panic under Yun Chi's gaze, and was about to go out.

Yun Chi also didn't expect him to react like this. When he came back to his senses, he immediately grabbed his hand and pushed him back to the bed. He said in a dangerous tone, "You still want to run?"

"Where are you going?"

Song Shiyue struggled slightly, avoiding turning his face away.

"Master, get up."

Yun Chi was... going to be pissed off by this brat.

I'm afraid I forgot what I said and did last night.

Fortunately, he knew the reason for this from the mantra he uttered after drinking, otherwise, if he behaved like this today, he might poke Yunchi's heart.

Song Shiyue still didn't compromise: "Master, I really have something to do, you let go."

"Don't let go. If you really want me to get up, just push me away." Yun Chi pressed his hands and leaned over.

Seeing Song Shiyue's eyebrows twisted together in a tangle, he thought about it and slowly lowered his head.

Song Shiyue stared at the master slowly approaching.

Yun Chi didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly pressed him and sucked on his lips.

"Push me, why? Don't you dare to do it? Aren't you good at it?"

As he spoke, he bowed his head and kissed again, and made a noise on purpose, "The wings are hardened, and if you don't say anything, you won't return home. What do you want?"

Song Shiyue was in a daze, he hadn't reacted to the current situation, and his face was flushed red by the master's attack.

There was a long-lost clear touch on his lips again, and he remained silent to question his master.

"Don't talk? If that's the case, you don't want to live here anymore. It just so happens that You Huan is homeless now, so I'll take him over..."

"Master!" Song Shiyue finally yelled out with red eyes.

Song Shiyue felt that the master turned his face very quickly. One moment he did such a thing to him, and the next moment he said such a thing.

Like a scumbag.

The aggressive method succeeded, and Yun Chi let go of his hands and stood up straight.

Yu looked at him condescendingly from the side of the bed: "Are you willing to open your mouth to talk to me?"

Song Shiyue sat up, lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

He whispered: "Impossible."

He grabbed the quilt with his fingertips, wrinkled it, and murmured over and over again: "No."

But he only knew to say "no", and refused to say anything else.

Yun Chi watched anxiously and continued to provoke him.

"why not?"

"You..." Song Shiyue raised his head, his face was red and his eyes were red, panting quickly, as if he didn't expect Yun Chi to ask such a question.

"This is between me and Master..."

In the past few days, he deliberately avoided the master, just procrastinating, and didn't want the master to know about those bad things.

Escaping can't solve the problem, but he can't break away at all.

He frowned, but still refused to speak.

"How long do you want to hide it from me?" Yun Chi couldn't bear to see his painful expression, and cut straight to the point.

"You were drunk last night and said everything."

"I..." Song Shiyue was stunned, as if the sky was about to collapse, he stepped back in a daze, as if he wanted to shrink himself into a corner.

Yun Chi pressed on every step of the way, pulling on the quilt to prevent him from covering himself.

"Hide what?"

"Master, I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't want to kill them, but... But I saw that I killed them all... Master, all the disciples, and Yuqing..."

He looked at Yun Chi with a dazed expression: "Master is injured. I wanted to go to see Master, but my uncle stopped me. I didn't know why at that time, so I killed him by mistake... Then they, they all blocked him." In front of me, I watched Master vomit blood, but they wouldn't let me pass, so I had... had to do it."

The dusty memories of those years were awakened, and Yun Chi suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Song Shiyue massacred Qingxu Northern Territory and even killed the senior brother in charge, he was indeed seriously injured.

The wound on his waist hurts one after another, watching the former apprentices turn red like bloodthirsty demons through the sea of ​​people, watching his respected senior brother and disciples in the sect die one by one from the demons. His dislike for Song Shiyue reached an unprecedented level.

He didn't forget that when Song Shiyue finally dealt with everyone and came to him, he didn't have the heart to listen to him and stabbed the long sword in his hand at him.

Song Shiyue didn't hide, nor did he take a step back. The hilt of the sword pierced straight into his heart, and blood oozed out.

Knocked away by the swarming demons, he didn't miss the complicated look in Song Shiyue's eyes.

He was injured at that time, and he didn't expect to be able to sneak attack successfully.

Or... Song Shiyue was totally unprepared.

I didn't understand it at the time, but now I suddenly understand it.

Song Shiyue still recalled in a daze: "But I never thought about killing Yuqing. I remember that he treated me very well when I was in the Qingxu Northern Territory. I don't want to kill him, but I can't control it. Master, I don't want to kill him, do you believe me?"

He looked at Yun Chi, and begged almost humbly: "Master, can you trust me once?"

Yun Chi can understand him.

He was under the influence of Soul Eater at that time, and the sacrifice of blood made Soul Eater exert unprecedented power. He had his own consciousness, but he couldn't control it at all.

Familiar bodies stepped under their feet, their hands and eyes were covered with bright red blood.

How much did he endure at that time?

Seeing his disciple's face turning pale, Yun Chi's heart felt as if someone had stabbed him with a blunt knife. After a few strokes of Ling Chi, he held his disciple's hand: "I believe in you, I believe in you."

He half-kneeled in front of Song Shiyue, took his apprentice into his arms, and patted his head: "Don't be afraid, those things haven't happened now. Master is here, and Master will not let those things happen."

Song Shiyue hugged him, remained silent for a long time, relaxed for a long time, and calmed down a little, but he spoke with endless despair, "Master, but I'm afraid that something like this will really happen in the future."

"Master, if one day I also hurt you, what should I do? What should we do?"

The author has something to say: Ah, is it not cruel at all (づωど)