The strategy of chasing masters

After leaving Yaoyue Garden, Mu Yaoling's heart was still beating violently. He ran under a willow tree, lowered his head and said angrily to his chest: "It's all because of your good deeds, you made Master so angry!"

Zhou Mu cupped his mouth and said with a laugh: "Don't be angry, brother, you just said that you want to change Master's face, you didn't say whether you want to laugh or get angry!"

"You! You are slick!" Mu Yaoling knew that he couldn't talk to Zhou Mu, so he stopped arguing and turned the topic to Gu Wanyan: "I have to say, you are still a little bit good, I rarely see Master eating , and in front of the apprentice!"

Zhou Mu rolled his eyes: "Master has eaten too much, but you didn't see it, Master is a full-fledged foodie!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't see it, did you see it? Master has cultivated bigu, how can he eat frequently!" Mu Yaoling didn't believe Zhou Mu's words at all.

Zhou Mu also felt helpless: "I have seen Master secretly eating behind everyone's back!"

"Empty words are nothing, if you have evidence, I will believe you!" Mu Yaoling didn't believe it.

"Okay, find a chance to sneak into Master's room, and I'll tell you where Master hides the delicious food!" Zhou Mu thought of the food that Gu Wanyan hid in the dark compartment in the play, and his stomach started to sour.

Mu Yaoling swallowed hard, and said in disgust, "Are you reincarnated from starvation?"

"Hmph, don't you know that the food hidden in the master's room is the best in the world!"

"I don't believe a word of what you said. Also, I will not sneak into Master's room, let alone check Master's secret compartment secretly. Whatever Master wants to hide and eat is his. free!"

Even if Mu Yaoling killed Gu Wanyan with his own hands in his previous life, he was still an upright gentleman in his bones, and he was killed for the so-called justice in his previous life.

Zhou Mu wished he could strangle this single-minded character to death. For this kind of person, he could only follow the example and make the most of the situation: "Think about it carefully, if you see what the master has hidden, does it mean that you know the master's treasure?" Zun’s taste? Will you be able to match him in the future? This is not called voyeurism, it’s called entering a person’s heart, starting from understanding his taste!”

"Really?" Mu Yaoling asked like this, but his heart was already shaken.

"Believe it or not!" Zhou Mu can always grab the viper by seven inches.

Through Zhou Mu's patient guidance, Mu Yaoling finally agreed to go to Gu Wanyan's room to find out what happened two days later, they reached an agreement and were ready to return to the room.

Turning around, he turned to a puzzled monk: "Brother Mu, who were you talking to just now?"

That monk looks mediocre, if you throw him into the sea of ​​people, it will be hard to find him again!His eyes flickered, like a schoolboy accompanying him in a private school, he looked very lively.

Mu Yaoling spread his arms: "No, I'm the only one here!"

"No?" The monk scratched his head.

"No!" As he spoke, Mu Yaoling looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, "It's Haishi, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

"Brother didn't rest either!"

"I'm on duty tonight. I just heard some movement under the willow tree. I came to check it out. It's just a frog!" Mu Yaoling made up a random lie.

Before the monk could open his mouth, Mu Yaoling continued, "Which elder disciple is the younger brother?"

There are six commandments No.30 of Shangxian Palace, all disciples are not allowed to walk around with the lights off at Haishi.

The monk hastily bowed his head and cupped his fists and said, "I am Bi Shangzun, a new disciple of Elder Yaoguang's sect. Please do not report what happened tonight to the Hall of Heavenly Power!"

"Shut up? I think you talk a lot!" Mu Yaoling raised his eyebrows.

"It's Bi, Shang, and Zhu!"

"Okay, no matter which one of you keeps your mouth shut, I'll pretend I didn't see you tonight, and if you commit the crime again in the future, I will never forgive you lightly!" Mu Yaoling didn't want to offend anyone, so he tried to cover up as much as he could.

After Bi Shangmo thanked him, he hurried away.

After confirming that there was no one else around, he said angrily to himself: "How dare you cover up those who violate the precepts!"

"Brother, don't be so heartless, we are all from the same family, why not give him a chance!" Zhou Mu pointed out.

"Master said that those who violate the precepts of Shangxian Palace will be severely punished!"

Zhou Mu is still persuasive: "Don't be so rigid, didn't the master say to be forgiving and forgiving?"

"Those who violate the precepts cannot be forgiven!"

"Didn't the master also say that knowing the mistakes can make a big difference? Bi Shangkui said that he knew the mistakes!" Zhou Mu patiently used Gu Wanyan's words to guide him out of the corner.

"But……"

"Come on, the Golden Juxtaposition has been soaked in salt water for two hours!"

Mu Yaoling thought of the practice secret book that had been handed down miraculously, and quickly returned to his room.

When he left, all the incense burning on the top of the stove had been burned, and he shouted in surprise, "It's over, it's over, my book!"

Then he looked disgusted: "What's your name, what a fuss!"

"Your book, hurry up and pick it up!"

"Isn't it just a book, what's the big deal!"

"Isn't it just a book? Do you know how many middle-level monks can't buy it with money!"

"Those people are stupid, if they don't practice seriously, can they really improve their cultivation by relying on this book?"

"One muscle!"

"..."

Mu Yaoling and Zhou Mu fought again, and finally took out the seven-inch book tube.

He didn't open it right away, because he was really tired, so he slept in his clothes until dawn.

It was three poles high in the sun, and no one woke him up. Normally, Gu Wanyan stood by the door when he was in his prime, but today there was no one.

Mu Yaoling jumped off the couch: "It's over, I'm going to be late for morning class!"

"Hmph! The morning classes are over!" Zhou Mu reminded.

"I didn't go to morning class today, Master will be angry!" Mu Yaoling lowered his head, like a little milk cat that made his master angry.

"Master said yesterday that he won't be angry if you are allowed a day off!" Zhou Mu comforted.

Mu Yaoling changed into a monk's uniform, put on a high ponytail, and left two tufts of dragon beard bangs, looking at his handsome face half covered by his hair in the bronze mirror, Zhou Mu said disgustedly: "Brother, don't keep it up like this." What's so good about your high ponytail and long beard and bangs!"

"This is the hairstyle of a disciple of Shangxian Palace, there is nothing wrong with it!" Mu Yaoling looked around at the bronze mirror, feeling very satisfied.

"Ugly! Today I will teach you a hairstyle that will definitely make you look radiant!" As he spoke, he raised his arm and untied the ponytail that was originally tied.

Although he could feel Mu Yaoling's resistance, he still wanted to change himself after all, so he let Zhou Mu control his body.

After being together for more than two days, I feel that the soul in my body has no intention of harming others, but is very concerned about the master, and the protective wall in my heart gradually begins to shake.

Zhou Mu wrapped the headband a few times, pinched his long hair into a handful, tied the headband for the first time, then wrapped the hanging hair around the end of the hair a few times, and tied the rest of the headband for the second time. The second time, finally took out another long hair band from the drawer, wrapped the coiled hair tightly, tied it well, and left the rest of the hair band hanging behind.

There is no trace of bangs, no trace of broken hair, clean and refreshing.

Mu Yaoling pondered for a long while in front of the bronze mirror, and then realized: "You... this is not good, how can the disciple's hair style be the same as that of the master, isn't this..."

"Isn't it something?" Zhou Mu interrupted Mu Yaoling, "It's different from Master. Master has a silver hair crown and a silver hairpin. You only have two broken hair bands. How dare you compare yourself with Master!"

"This is too unruly!" Mu Yaoling was not used to looking around.

"Very good, if you wear a folding fan again, you will definitely fascinate thousands of female cultivators!" Zhou Mu teased.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Yaoling raised his hand to touch the black hair on the top of his head, and he had to admit that he was more energetic than before.

"Take a good look, is it more energetic and lively than Liu Longxu's bangs? Young people should be more energetic!"

Before Mu Yaoling opened his mouth to speak, the door was kicked open: "Gu Zongshi, your apprentice really needs to be treated well!"

Turning her head, Gu Wanyan led Elder Yuheng into the threshold, looking at herself with deep eyes, Elder Yuheng looked anxious.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yaoling's right wrist to feel his pulse.

"Master..." Mu Yaoling said helplessly.

Gu Wanyan didn't respond to him, and asked Elder Yuheng in a moment, "How?"

Elder Yuheng frowned suspiciously and said: "From the pulse condition, there is no serious problem, no different from normal people!"

After finishing speaking, he changed his left hand to take the pulse again, and then put it on. As if struck by lightning, he immediately put it back, his eyes that were originally small as slits were wider than Mu Yaoling's peach blossom eyes, and his lips were slightly parted.

Mu Yaoling asked curiously: "What is the pulse that surprised the usually calm Elder Yu Heng?"

Gu Wanyan, who was standing by the side, was also full of doubts, Elder Yuheng stammered: "This... this... this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Elder Yuheng, please clarify, what is impossible?" Seeing Yuheng's expression, even Gu Wanyan, who had always been indifferent, asked a question.

"The pulse... the pulse is like a rolling ball, a sign of great joy!" Yu Heng's eyes widened even wider!

"Bastard!"

Gu Wanyan yelled angrily, with a flash of light in his hand, the long whip hit Mu Yaoling hard on the back.

Mu Yaoling groaned, and was very puzzled by the sudden whip: "Master, I am 17 years old, and I have never been down a mountain before!"

"I..." This sentence reminded Gu Wanyan, just now he was short of breath and couldn't control it, so he instinctively beat down with a whip, looking at Mu Yaoling who had an aggrieved face, he couldn't speak for a while.

Elder Yuheng was also speechless: "Elder Haoyue, he is a man!"

"..."

Yes, Mu Yaoling is a man, how could he be pregnant?

Fortunately, Gu Wanyan was used to it with a calm face, otherwise she would be flushed at this moment, and said angrily: "Isn't it your pulse?"

"It's my pulse. I've said it's absolutely impossible. Didn't you force me to tell the truth?" Elder Yu Heng's wrinkled face was also very aggrieved.

"..."

Mu Yaoling was even more disbelieving, and burst out laughing.

"How ridiculous!" Then he stopped laughing immediately and shouted angrily, not knowing who he was talking about.

Yuheng and Gu Wanyan look at me and I look at you, I don't know what's going on.

"Isn't this funny? You're killing me, Ximai? Master, this apprentice is a pure man! Hahaha..." Mu Yaoling completely forgot that there were two people looking at him strangely.

"Crazy, this is what the folks call crazy!" Elder Yuheng seemed to understand immediately, pointing at Mu Yaoling who was laughing ecstasy and shouted loudly.

"Crazy?" Gu Wanyan couldn't believe it. On her usually indifferent face, the eyebrows raised slightly, so shallow that others couldn't catch it.