Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, in the silence of the night, a sneaky figure sneaked into the deserted temple through the twilight.

The lights in the house are brightly lit, and you can't see clearly through the window paper, only the shadows of people are reflected.

The visitor had a handsome face and a slender body. He cautiously hid his footsteps and figure and leaned under the window sill to look around, for fear of being noticed.

He also held a tall white deer that looked around anxiously, and when it stopped, its restless hooves kicked the gravel under its feet, making rustling noises.

The young man was quite annoyed, turned around and made a silent gesture to the deer, pretending to be aggressive and bluffing, but unfortunately the spirit creature didn't buy it, a disdainful scoff came out of his nose, and a cry made the man stomp his feet in fright .

"You did it on purpose!!"

"Pfft..."

Ming Si Nian hurriedly searched for a hiding place, heard movement in the house, and immediately got into the crack in the corner to take shelter temporarily, not caring about the dust staining his whole body, he held his breath and dared not make a sound, and when he was terrified, he found his arms There is a change.

...Too bad, there is a little guy hidden in the placket.

Startled by the noise, Yu Fuchen was not surprised when he saw the indifferent and distant deer head.

He stepped forward, stroked the deer's smooth and shiny fur, and as a greeting after a long absence, he said inadvertently, "Here you are, let's have a cup of tea together?"

Ming Sinian didn't respond, but Heizi, who had been safe all the way, started making noise.

Not wanting to be ruined by it, he had no choice but to pinch the rabbit's three-petal mouth, but the little thing took a merciless bite at his oncoming hand, and the painful person screamed on the spot.

Ming Sinian had nowhere to hide, seeing Yu Fuchen's gaze, he immediately looked away and turned to leave.

"Aren't you going to see him?"

"I know he'll be fine, besides, I don't have the face to see him again..."

"I kept you not because I forgave what you did, but because the Master didn't blame you. If you think your poor self-esteem is more important than the Master who walked away before the gate of hell, then please go."

Yu Fuchen didn't try to stop him, he picked up Heizi who was running around, and saw the disheveled Ming Sinian walking to the door of the meditation room with his head downcast, wiping the stains on his face indiscriminately, as well as the flash of tears.

"Shame."

"You cried more than I did!"

"Is this also a competition?"

"Of course, I'm your senior brother!"

Recovering the lost seven years of memory, Yu Fuchen's experience is equivalent to seven years of growth, and now he looks like a young man, obviously Mingsi is half a year older than him, but at this moment, Daju seems to be He looked like an immature half-grown child.

The two confronted each other for only a moment, Ming Si Nian was defeated, and seeing Yu Fuchen calling him into the house with a burning face, he suddenly felt ashamed.

"I still won't go in..."

"Little Niannian! Come and take a look at my teacher's injury. This is where it hurts!"

Before he could refuse, the person inside opened his mouth first, wailed a few times in earnest, then lay down on the couch and pretended to be dead.

Now Ming Si Nian could only bite the bullet and go forward, kneeling upright in front of the bed, without saying a word, just bowing his head in a muffled voice.

"This……"

"One person does things and one person should be responsible. I hurt others first, so I should be punished. Master... please punish me severely."

It's in his nature to be so upright.

Seeing the choking Feng Changhuan so speechless, he ordered Yu Fuchen to help him up, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and pushed his forehead hair aside to block the blood-red left eye. Although the black eyes were unfathomable, they A little more gentle and kind.

"Did you do something wrong, and even the master refused to admit it?"

"I... I deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors, and harmed the nature and justice. I should be expelled from the teacher's school and I am not worthy of being a disciple."

"What stupid things are you talking about? Teacher doesn't remember to break up with you. Besides, you didn't have any intention of harming others that day. Instead, you saved Teacher's life. It's too late to thank you for helping the two of us get away. How can you blame you? "

Ming Sinian looked at Yu Fuchen in disbelief, repeatedly checking whether what he heard was wrong.

The latter is awkward, just remembering that every time the dressing is changed, that person will die in pain, and the last trace of goodwill towards Ming Si Nian is gone in the heartache, so when he meets that person's gaze, he can only say indifferently:

"Don't look at me, Master doesn't blame you, but it doesn't mean I forgive you."

Feng Changhuan has a big heart regardless of previous suspicions, this enmity is kept in his heart, and sooner or later there will be a day of revenge!

Before this, Yu Fuchen never thought of using this to be harsh on his junior, but it is true that the resentment will not dissipate easily, it seems that the good days of Mingsi Nian's domineering are coming to an end.

"So, can I touch it?"

The atmosphere was weird, and Ming Si Nian pointed at Feng Changhuan, who was covered in bruises, which made Yu Fuchen very angry, and immediately pointed at the person and said angrily: "You say it again?!"

"I mean feel the pulse, why are you so angry, can it be that my medical skills are not as good as yours?"

The two refused to give in to each other, and their minds were far apart. Feng Changhuan was laughing at the side, leaning forward and back, dragging the wound and hurting, panting with grinning teeth.

To come back with half his life, and let the two apprentices escape safely, this is a good thing that is sure to make money.Looking at the peaceful and prosperous times now, it is worthwhile to waste a whole body of skill.

After half a night of tossing and turning, Ming Yu Fuchencai and Ming Sinian left the meditation room, the two senior brothers rarely fell asleep, staring at each other sitting in the courtyard, one chasing after and the other dodging.

Ming Sinian felt ashamed of the two of them, most of the bristly back hair had been cured before, and his soft-spoken voice had a somewhat refined appearance.

"It was my fault this time, and I should say sorry to you..."

Yu Fuchen snorted coldly and ignored him.

"I don't expect to be forgiven, but I never thought of harming him, this... please believe me."

"If you don't want to be hated, you should tell the truth earlier. I don't have the stamina of Master. Maybe one night I can't think about it and wipe your neck with a knife."

There were thorns in his words, in the past, Ming Si Nian had stretched out his claws and scratched him beyond recognition, but he knew he was in the wrong and had no right to be strong, so he was silent for a long time and struggled, reluctantly pulling out a piece of plain white from his sleeve The token was handed to the man.

The texture of the white marble is clear and clear, and it is of the highest grade. It is the same format as the chasing order that Xuannan gave to Yu Fuchen earlier, and the word "Heavenly Killing" is engraved in seal script.

The latter snorted coldly again: "I should have guessed it, you are connected with Tingyulou, and it is reasonable to take the order from Shadow Hall, why did I forget this?"

"You misunderstood. Although I have a heavenly killing order, the order issued by Tingfenglou is not to take his life, but to secretly protect him."

"You want to say that you made such a bad move to protect Master from the predicament?"

"...No, that knife was for my own revenge."

Basically chicken and duck talk.

Ming Si Nian concealed too much from him, half of what he said was reserved, and listening to it would only add to the embarrassment.

Yu Fuchen waved his hand, he was more concerned about the situation of that person than the general situation of the world.

"Tell me about Master."

"Deficiency of both qi and blood, and insufficient yang qi are internal injuries and long-term illnesses, which need to be nourished. I didn't take a closer look at it just now, but I guess from the situation that day, Wu Wu should have injured the waist and legs of the master, and the damage to the hip bones will make him The movement of his lower limbs is blocked, and it is not obvious that he is recuperating in bed these days, but after a few days the wounds will scab, and the symptoms of leg problems will become more obvious."

Nothingness, nothingness again...

Yu Fuchen had to face the cruel reality that Bu Yinlou had reminded him. Perhaps from the very beginning, he shouldn't have pointed the finger at others. The one who had ulterior motives for Feng Changhuan was the Buddhist sect he couldn't trust more.

12 years ago, Wuxiang was not involved in the hordes of subduing demons in Kyushu, but now the one who hurt him first is...

Yu Fuchen buried his face in his palms, knowing that the reality he had avoided for a long time was finally to be faced.

Who is the enemy?Who is You?Who is trustworthy and who should be kept at a respectful distance?

"Ming Si Nian, should I trust you this time?"

The voice was muffled in his palm, and he couldn't hear it clearly, but Ming Sinian could hear it clearly.

"From my standpoint, how should I answer?"

"From now on, I hope you will bear in mind the fact that you are a disciple of the Feng family. No matter what situation you face, the first thing you need to do is you Ming Si Nian, not a Taoyuan disciple, let alone a Shadow Hall killer."

Yu Fuchen raised his eyes, his calmness was shocking: "Like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or not. If you were more carefree and happy when you were alone, you would not take the risk to come back to Master. Since he accepts you again, I will not." Shut you out against his will."

There is no cold stare, no bad words.

Recalling the attitude of treating him like an enemy in the past, Ming Si Nian wished to slap himself.

If he could learn half of this person's open-mindedness, his life would be very different.

"Brother" blurted out from the heart, and the faces of the unprepared Yu Fuchen and the ashamed Ming Sinian both blushed.

"... I started after you, so I should call you senior brother. I didn't expect the joke at the beginning to make your wish come true. There will be no such good things in the future!"

"Don't quarrel, you are willing and convinced. Well, Senior Brother, I will not remember the villain's mistakes. When the sky falls in the future, there will be Senior Brother to carry it for you."

With an inexplicable increase in rank, Yu Fuchen gained confidence, hooked his shoulders and pulled back Ming Si Nian's messy hair, smiled and laughed, and felt bitterness climbed up in his heart, endured the pain and said:

"So next time, don't hurt him again. If you are dissatisfied, you can come to me... Weizhi, I have already lost him once, and I can't let him go again. I beg you..."

The author has something to say: Daju has difficulties, but Daju doesn't say anything, the following plot will explain the reason, so I won't spoil it.

Milk Chen really loves Shizun, especially after recovering his memory, he has to treat Shizun even more, even if his personality is split, even if he is an old ghost who is not respectful (quickly shut up).