The strategy of chasing masters

The days of the cultivators passed quickly, spring, summer, autumn and winter were just a flick of a finger in their eyes, the acacia tree in Yaoyue Garden bloomed and fell, fell and bloomed again, and the branches and leaves were much more lush than before.

A pink acacia flower fell down with the breeze, and it was extraordinarily beautiful in the sunset.

The long-open Mu Yaoling is tall and tall, with neither wide nor narrow shoulders, and an evil face that makes people dare not look directly at him. He is dressed in gold and comes with a medicine bowl. His steps are light, and the wind under his feet Bring flakes of pink.

Pushing open the door and entering, Gu Wanyan was sitting in front of the desk, holding an ancient book, white clothes like snow, face like a crown of jade, from Mu Yaoling's point of view, it was a picture spread on rice paper.

Mu Yaoling was a little stunned, he didn't expect him to be more beautiful than the one described in the play, his knuckles were turning white while holding the medicine bowl, he didn't want to be that drop of ink polluting famous paintings, he didn't want to break the tranquility, he just wanted to be quiet like this admiringly.

Gu Wanyan felt the aura of his apprentice, he slowly raised his head, motioning for someone to come forward.

Mu Yaoling got the order, swallowed, and said hoarsely: "Master..."

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Wanyan seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the apprentice.

"No...it's nothing, it's time for Master to take medicine!" Mu Yaoling handed over the medicine bowl.

Gu Wanyan took the medicine bowl, her knuckles clearly defined, her left thumb and index finger pinched the tip of her nose, and drank the bowl of deadly bitterness in one gulp.

The corners of Mu Yaoling's mouth raised slightly, and he took out a candy from his cuff, peeled it off and stuffed it between Gu Wanyan's vermilion lips.

good to eat!

Since Gu Wanyan entered the Shangxian Palace, he was treated favorably by the head of the palace. He was given all kinds of delicacies in the world, which made him tired of eating everything. After bigu, he felt that no food in the world could enter his mouth.

Until this time when I came back from the ghost world and came back to life, I ate Mu Yaoling's candy, and I couldn't forget it, sometimes I was so greedy that I couldn't sleep.

The sugar is sour and sweet, the entrance is smooth, and the aftertaste is endless, which makes people feel unfinished.

"Mu Zhou!" Gu Wanyan swallowed the last bit of aftertaste, and her red lips parted lightly.

"What is Master's order?" Mu Yaoling showed a bright smile, and Gu Wanyan's chiseled face was clearly reflected in his huge peach blossom eyes.

Gu Wanyan pursed her lips, it seemed a little difficult to open her mouth, and she couldn't help but finally chose to say: "Candy, is there any more?"

Hearing this, Mu Yaoling burst out laughing: "Immortal Master Haoyue also has greedy times!"

"Forget it!" Gu Wanyan was visibly angry.

Seeing that Master was angry, Mu Yaoling hurriedly took out a candy from his cuff, peeled off the paper and said, "Yes, of course, as long as Master wants to eat, how much..."

The moment Mu Yaoling raised his head, the following three words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit out anymore. He saw Gu Wanyan's fair face flushed slightly, like a shy pink rose. The hand that stretched out to feed the sugar suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Seeing the apprentice wanted to feed but stopped, Gu Wanyan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why, can't bear it?"

Little did they know that his raised eyebrows had a provocative meaning in the eyes of the other person.

This is nothing, Gu Wanyan's next movement of raising his hand and smoothing his hair was like a fuse, causing thousands of sparks to collide in Mu Yaoling's heart, and finally exploded into a blazing fire!

"Master...Master..." Mu Yaoling's Adam's apple rolled, his fingertips gradually turned white, and with a "pop", the candy was actually crushed!

"You..." I would rather crush it than give it to my teacher to eat!Gu Wanyan was still stuck in his throat and did not say the following words. He was so angry that he summoned a black feather whip and hit Mu Yaoling's hand full of sugar slag with a crackling sound.

Mu Yaoling looked at the bruised hand and said aggrievedly: "Master's temper is getting worse and worse!"

"Get out!" Gu Wanyan only threw out one word, seeing that the apprentice had no intention of leaving, she raised the black feather and tried again.

Mu Yaoling quickly slipped out, not daring to turn back all the way, fearing that if he was not careful, he would be whipped again.

Mu Yaoling, who returned to the room, pondered for a long time why he was whipped again inexplicably. When the previous one was in his body, he was smart, but now he has inherited his IQ, right?

I found some gauze, got a basin of clean water, and after treating the wound briefly, I started to meditate.

Alas, in this boring ancient times, there are no mobile phones, no TV, and only practice is left to pass the time.

I wanted to finish finishing the last page of the second volume of "Golden Judgment Technique", but when I closed my eyes, it was full of Gu Wanyan's shy face (actually angry), full of thoughts, and I couldn't get rid of it!

Forcibly running the spiritual flow, intending to make these images disappear, but it was useless!If he continues, he may become insane. He is a monster, and he is only one step away from being insane!

Gritting his teeth, he got up and clapped his hands, "Let's make some candies!"

Wandering around the Shangxian Palace for a long time, without any gains, Mu Yaoling hung his head and wanted to go back to his room, but walked to the back of the kitchen by a ghost, and was surprised to find a grape trellis!

It is autumn at this time, and clusters of plump and plump grapes hang down among the green leaves.

He hurriedly jumped up to pick up a few ripe bunches, picked them up and held them in his hands. He couldn't wait to boil these round fruits into honey water and refine them into sugar. He walked to the kitchen door. It was too slow. Go back to the roof!

It seems that apart from the lack of IQ, this body is quite useful in other aspects. At least the lightness kung fu is first-class. He only needs to jump one step, and he landed smoothly at the kitchen door, and he even put on a handsome pose.

After entering the kitchen, he stuffed the stove full of firewood first, then snapped his fingers, and with a "poof", after the fire ignited, he washed the pot.

If this is put into modern times, there is no need to be so troublesome. You have to keep an eye on the fire in the stove when you make ingredients later.

Worried, but seeing a figure skipping by, he hurried out and called out: "Brother, please stay!"

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, with a blank expression on his face: "I don't know why Senior Brother Mu called me?"

He is not tall, and his steps are steady. The disciple's uniform is a bit long on him, dragging behind him like a certain harem beauty.

"Shut up, Junior Brother!" Mu Yaoling said in surprise.

Bi Shang was full of helplessness: "It's Bi, Shang, it's not shut up!"

"It's the same meaning anyway, I'll tell you to shut up, junior brother!" Mu Yaoling stepped forward to hook his shoulders and put his back on his back, as if reunited after a long absence, and continued: "The last time we parted, I didn't know everything about junior brother. Is it going well?"

"It's all good, all is good!" Bi Shanghao said, moving away shyly.

"That's good. I wonder if Junior Brother has time to do me a favor right now?" Mu Yaoling returned to the subject.

"Senior brother, please tell me, my little brother will definitely do his best!"

"Help me watch the fire, I want to cook some delicious food for the master!" Mu Yaoling said while climbing Bi Shang into the kitchen.

Seeing that the pot was full of grapes, Bi Shangju was surprised and said: "My little brother has lived for 14 years, I don't know if this thing can be boiled and eaten!"

"It's not cooking, brother, I want to extract the sugar in the grapes!" Mu Yaoling quickly explained.

"What is sugar?" Bi Shangzhen asked puzzledly, rubbing the back of his head.

Mu Yaoling didn't want to waste time here, so he prevaricated: "You will know later, just help add firewood to the stove, and don't need to ask more questions!"

Seeing that Mu Yaoling refused to spend more time with him, Bi Shanghao had no choice but to sit obediently in front of the stove, pick up the long stick on the ground, break it in the middle, repeat this, then tie a straw into a handle and stuff it into the stove.

"Slow down, lower the fire!"

"Okay, got it!"

"..."

The two rummaged in the kitchen until dark, and only made eighteen candies. Mu Yaoling skillfully picked them up from the porcelain plate and wrapped them in the prepared paper. Patted Bi Shangyu on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, shut up, Junior Brother!"

"It's Bi Shanghao!"

"Got it!" Before the words finished, the person disappeared, leaving only Bi Shangzun staring at the grape skins in the pot and swallowing.

Seeing his apprentice coming again, Gu Wanyan, who was in a rage, quickly lay down on the couch and pretended to be asleep. In fact, he couldn't tell whether he was angry because his apprentice didn't give him candy, or because he put down the airs of Haoyue Immortal Venerable for many years to find his apprentice because of his greed. Want candy!

"Master! Is Master still angry?" Mu Yaoling walked gently to the bed and tugged at the hem of his pure white clothes.

Gu Wanyan said coldly: "I'm going to rest as a teacher, you should step down now!"

Just like a newlywed daughter-in-law who did not receive a present from her husband on her birthday!

Mu Yaoling covered his mouth and snickered twice, took out eighteen freshly made candies from his sleeve, and shook them to the tip of Gu Wanyan's nose: "Master, these are all yours!"

Gu Wanyan stood up suddenly and snatched it from Mu Yaoling's hand, but unexpectedly Mu Yaoling lost his grip and fell headfirst into Gu Wanyan's arms.

"..."

"..."

The candy was spilled in a panic.

Gu Wanyan froze and said coldly, "What are you doing!"

Mu Yaoling hurriedly got up, but unexpectedly his foot slipped and fell down again. This time, he pushed down Gu Wanyan who had been sitting up. The inertia made their faces stick together, and the cherry lips collided with the red lips. A soft pried open the jaw...

"!!!"

"!!?"

His body shook, Mu Yaoling never thought that Gu Wanyan, who was like a banished fairy, would suddenly make such a move, he was totally defenseless!

Gu Wanyan's Danfeng stared round, her blushing face flushed to the base of her neck, and she gathered strength in her palm, hitting Mu Yaoling's chest fiercely, and said angrily, "Bold madman! How dare you..."

How dare you?How dare you treat yourself lightly as a teacher?

"..." After all, I didn't say the words after all!Because it was really like a little woman who was treated lightly by a prodigal son!

Mu Yaoling's throat was so sweet from this palm, and it's not true that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and it's not true if he didn't vomit!

The candies he spent a long time spilling all over the floor, although it hurts a little, but it's worth it, a palm for a kiss, after all, it's not a loss!

Mu Yaoling patted his chest lightly a few times, and circulated the twelve small circles to dissolve the blood stuck in his throat. He stood up and walked towards Gu Wanyan with a smile, "Master, don't you want to taste the new taste that the apprentice has worked so hard to make?" ?"

"roll!"

"Master, let's try it!" Mu Yaoling spread his hands, looked at the paper candy lying in his palm, and said softly to Gu Wanyan.

It turned out that in his desperation, he still didn't forget to grab a candy that hadn't landed, which led to...

"Master... um!" Before Gu Wanyan finished speaking, a piece of purple candy was stuffed into his mouth, which made him unable to resist anymore, and it was so sweet that it was hard to make a sound.

"Master, is it sweet?"

"Ok!"

The corner of Mu Yaoling's mouth curled up: "Although candy is sweet, it's not half as good as Master!"

"roll!"

"It's easy to talk! Master, don't take Hei Yu!" Mu Yaoling slipped out of Yaoyue Garden while talking.

As soon as I went out, I bumped into someone. Fortunately, I was able to stabilize myself in time this time, otherwise I would have to "throw myself into my arms" again!

He raised his eyes and said in surprise, "Bi Shanghao! What are you doing in Yaoyue Garden?"