The strategy of chasing masters

Mu Yaoling said "Huh?", before he could react, Gu Wanyan tore the bag from his waist.

When I opened it, I found that it was full of exquisite gadgets, Gu Wanyan dumped them all on the table and examined them carefully.

Mu Yaoling suddenly felt a little embarrassed, seeing that Master's face was a little ugly, he didn't dare to go forward to take it back.

"What are these?" Gu Wanyan raised her eyes to look at her apprentice, her eyes flickering.

"Apprentice... Apprentice doesn't know!" Mu Yaoling shook his head repeatedly.

"I don't know?" Gu Wanyan glanced at his apprentice, picked up a copper coin surrounded by red threads, and held it up to Mu Yaoling: "Look carefully, what is this?"

"A copper coin!" Mu Yaoling only replied what he saw.

"No, this is a prayer belt made by women to pray for good luck!" A delicate voice came to her ears, and Gu Wanyan raised her head to look at Mu Yaoling in surprise.

It was a spirit of calligraphy and ink. He flew out of Mu Yaoling's right ear, circled in front of Gu Wanyan, and drew a golden light from his tail, drawing a big heart.

It blinked its round eyes, flapped its wings, and patted its front paws twice: "Immortal Master Haoyue really lives up to its reputation!"

Mu Yaoling's face was rather disgusted, this little thing would not call out when encountering difficulties, and would never take the initiative to come out, but he was very active in gossip!

After listening to the elf's explanation, Gu Wanyan only took one look at Mu Yaoling, her eyes were piercing and piercing!

Then, he found a pair of very small and exquisite red embroidered shoes, and asked the elf directly: "What does this mean?"

"Well... it's a woman who has taken a fancy to a certain young master and wants to be with him... hehehe...!"

Mu Yaoling's eyes widened, and smoke rose from the top of his head in anxiety: "...!!"

Gu Wanyan, who had always been calm, slapped the table with her palm, and smashed the delicate embroidered shoes into pieces: "Hmph! Are women so shameless nowadays?"

Mu Yaoling's face turned red all of a sudden, echoing again and again: "Master is right, these girls are indeed too generous now!"

Gu Wanyan glared at Mu Yaoling fiercely, and Zhou Mu sneered inside his body: "Pfft...brother, you really have no eyesight! Hahaha!"

Gu Wanyan dug out another thing, it was a letter:

"My son is talented and beautiful, and I am deeply loved by the slave family. I don't know if the son has a family. If you don't dislike it, the slave family is willing to use the name of the son as the surname of the slave family, and the world will join hands..."

It is really difficult for Gu Wanyan to pronounce the following four words "double cultivation and progress together".

The elves laughed loudly, and Zhou Mu almost couldn't help laughing inside his body, and almost made a sound.

Only Mu Yaoling didn't understand, so: "Master, what do you mean by double cultivation?"

Mu Yaoling got up pale: "You...!"

The elf flew to Mu Yaoling's ear and lowered his voice: "Shuangxiu is..."

Before finishing the rest, Gu Wanyan lighted up the streamer in his hand and snorted coldly at the elf.

The elf hurriedly shut his mouth tightly, and quickly got back into his nest.

Gu Wanyan was so angry that the top of her head was smoking, she said: "Kneel down!"

When Mu Yaoling knelt down on the floor respectfully, Gu Wanyan whipped the black feather whip with sparks flying towards Mu Yaoling, counting the crimes while whipping: "The first rule of the Shangxian Palace, you must not contradict your elders! Eight rules, do not get close to women! No. 40, six rules, do not give or receive privately! Nine rules, do not listen to rumors! No. 60, six rules, do not go out after the unitary hour... Finally, rule 180, do not ignore the family rules!"

Every time one was counted, he was whipped three times, his skin was torn apart and blood was flying everywhere.

Hearing the movement, Pang Yi rushed over with his disciples, and when he saw Mu Yaoling covered in injuries and Gu Wanyan who kept waving the black whip, he knew a thing or two.

He bowed respectfully to Gu Wanyan, and then beckoned to the people behind him to help Mu Yaoling up.

Gu Wanyan said angrily to his apprentice, "Don't get up!"

Mu Yaoling also really listened to his master's words, and he really couldn't get up. He was like a child who had been severely reprimanded after making a mistake, with his head drooping, not daring to speak, not daring to raise his eyes.

While helping Gu Wanyan to sit down, Pang Yi advised, "I shouldn't have interjected, but this is the old man's sect after all, so it's only natural to come to mediate!"

"Sect Leader Pang, what did you say? It's our fault. Disciplining the disciples late at night has affected everyone's rest. Gu Heng apologizes!" Gu Wanyan also said polite words, but his tone remained calm.

Pang Yi poured a cup of tea and offered it to Gu Wanyan: "Little Immortal is still young, it is normal to make some small mistakes, and it will be bad for the Immortal to be angry!"

Gu Wanyan glanced at the apprentice who was honestly kneeling on the ground and snorted coldly, saying: "He violated the school rules, if he is not punished, he may not be able to convince the public in the future!"

Pang Yi nodded in agreement, praising Gu Wanyan for making sense.

"The Immortal Venerable really wants to discipline the family strictly, the arrogance in his bones may lead to disaster in the future!"

Hearing the sound, Mu Yaoling raised his head and saw the baboon again!

Gu Wanyan also began to notice him: "This young master is..."

"This is the youngest son of the old man, Pang Bo!" Pang Yi introduced.

Zhou Mu finally couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha...! The name chosen by the head of Pang is really rich in connotation and deep meaning!"

Gu Wanyan frowned, and Pang Yi was even more surprised. His back was bloody and he still had the strength to laugh?

Facing the strange gaze, Zhou Mu quickly stopped, pretending to be in pain.

Pang Bo even had a stinky face, he couldn't understand this young man who was better looking than him and had a higher level of cultivation.

"Mu Zhou, don't be rude!" Gu Wanyan scolded.

Mu Yaoling cast spells silently, trying to forcibly control Zhou Mu's words and deeds, but instead of controlling Zhou Mu, he used too much internal force, causing Qi and blood to flow backwards, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gu Wanyan wanted to go forward to help, but seeing that Pang Yi and his son had no intention of leaving, the palms that were tightly gripping the black-feathered long whip began to sweat.

Pang Yi ordered his son to help Mu Yaoling up. Unexpectedly, Pang Bo was not only unwilling, but also showed disgust, so Pang Yi had no choice but to go forward to help Mu Yaoling himself.

Without Master's order, Mu Yaoling dared not get up, no matter how others pulled him, he was determined not to get up.

Pang Yi turned his face to persuade Gu Wanyan: "It's fine if the Immortal has scolded you, but if you beat him, the old man believes that this child will reform himself!"

Since someone gave Gu Wanyan a step up, he has to sell favors himself: "Go back to your room and copy the 180 gate rules of Shangxian Palace three hundred times, and then you can rest after copying!"

With Pang Yi's support, Mu Yaoling got up slowly, said goodbye to Gu Wanyan and Pang Yi, went back to the room, picked up the pen and paper on the table, and began to copy the door regulations.

He resisted the heat on his back, meditated for a while, adjusted his Qi and blood, and began to copy.

I had only copied it fifty times, and felt drowsy violently. My eyelids were so worn that my eyeballs hurt. I didn't know when I fell asleep lying on the table.

When he woke up, he found that there was an extra bed of dark green embroidered blankets on his body, and someone had put medicine on his back.

The breeze rolled up rice paper all over the place, and when you look at it carefully, you can see the family rules all over the body, the fonts are sharp and angular, the strokes are strong, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Through the gap, there is a white figure sitting in front of the door, with a fluttering sash, a curvy profile, and a pair of ink paintings in full view!

"The so-called immortal descends to earth, it is Gu Heng!" Zhou Mu couldn't help but praise.

I don't want it to be this compliment that broke this fairy picture.

When Gu Wanyan saw his apprentice wake up, he hurriedly hid the pen in his water sleeve, with a serious expression on his face: "I let you be disciplined, but you are lazy!"

Mu Yaoling casually picked up the ink-dried rice paper, apologetic: "Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you for beating you, teacher?"

"Thank you, Master, for helping the apprentice to copy the rules of the school!" Mu Yaoling replied truthfully.

"I just haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time as a teacher, take time to practice!" Gu Wanyan will never admit the fact that she bowed her head.

As an apprentice, Mu Yaoling naturally understood the temperament of the master, and Zhou Mu knew it well, so he had to shut up and stop asking, otherwise Gu Wanyan would become angry and ignore him for three to five days.

Mu Yaoling suddenly knelt down on the floor, like a child who knew he had made a mistake, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm sorry, I really don't know the meaning of those things, those female cultivators forced them into my hands Yes, I was in a hurry at the time, and if I kept getting entangled in such trivial matters, I originally planned to take the time to return it, but before I had time, my master found out!"

It was then that Gu Wanyan remembered that although the apprentices he brought read a lot, how this kind of ordinary people seek marriage is not popularized. , the so-called correction of mistakes, never admitting mistakes, is what he said!

Seeing his apprentice's appearance of knowing that he has sinned deeply, Gu Wanyan felt inexplicably distressed. He slowly stretched out his right hand, trying to stroke Mu Yaoling's head, but he didn't meet those deep peach blossom eyes.

Thousands of gentle waves exploded in an instant, forming a tumbling spray, which is unstoppable.

There was a thin blush on her usually plain face, like a silk tree hanging on a branch, she was shy and gorgeous, very attractive.

Mu Yaoling's heart trembled, and he wished he could reach out and pick off the acacia flower, hold it in his palm, put it in his mouth, and implant it in his heart...

"How did the investigation go?" Gu Wanyan suppressed all the emotions that came to her heart, and asked.

"This flashy world is really weird!" Mu Yaoling replied.

"Why?"

"From the wing all the way to the north, there is a dilapidated villa!"

"Old?" Gu Wanyan couldn't believe it.

"Exactly! And from time to time there will be miserable singing!"

"Did you go in and check?"

"I was about to go in, but I was caught by a baboon!"

"baboon?"

"Oh, it's Pangbo!" Mu Yaoling tried hard to suppress the urge to laugh, and replied truthfully, "Because he really looks alike..."

"Don't call others nicknames without authorization!"

Before Mu Yaoling finished the last two words, he was stopped by Gu Wanyan.

I had no choice but to answer obediently: "Yes!"

Gu Wanyan continued: "Pang Yi acted cautiously. Last night's actions have already alarmed the snake. He will not move for the next few days to avoid a frontal conflict."

Mu Yaoling nodded yes, the master and the apprentice whispered a few words, just after clearing up the door rules that had been copied, someone pushed the door open and it was Pang Yi.

He held the breakfast in his own hands, with a pleasant smile, and respectfully handed it to Gu Wanyan, and also took out some small porcelain bottles, which he said were trauma medicines.