Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Master, do you still remember the first time, and the only time before that, that you spanked me... At that time, I stole a hot meat bun from the store, in case you were hungry, and you spanked my ass, Taught me that a gentleman should not steal, I gritted my teeth and resisted crying, but when you saw my red hands, you cried..."

"Master, in fact, you knew from the beginning that I could not be a gentleman, but you never gave up teaching me to be cautious in words and deeds. Killing is too serious and should not be done by you. You are too clean, and I am dirty, but You are still willing to bear the crime for me and become the target of public criticism."

"So, Master, this time, I will die on your behalf and repay your lifelong kindness, okay?"

Yu Fuchen's consciousness gradually disappeared.

He opened his eyes wide, just to burn that person's face deep into his soul at the last moment.

There are always some things that are unforgettable in my heart, and I don’t want to forget them in my life. I can’t save you. At least, I can accompany you...

"No."

He saw the man's thin lips move, biting his lips unwillingly, and finally there was a wave in his eyes, showing unspeakable regret.

"I've said it all... I said I don't want you to pay me back. I treat you wholeheartedly as a teacher, so why is it for your repayment!"

Just as Yu Fuchen's spiritual body was gradually penetrated by the melting of the mud, Feng Changhuan, who dominated the realm of consciousness, finally recovered his consciousness.

During the ups and downs, the darkness receded, Yu Fuchen was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes, so he could only stop where he was.

Feng Changhuan plucked up his courage, opened his arms to him, looked up at the apprentice who was half a head taller than him, and suddenly realized... his wolf cub had really grown up.

He stroked the man's head in pain, feeling the joy of regaining it, but also unable to hide the fear of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he couldn't help scolding: "Who would allow you to do stupid things! Do you know that I can't wake up my consciousness, even you I will die too!!”

"Master, you promised not to leave me alone, I believe in you..."

Yu Fuchen smiled reluctantly, seeing that person hugging him distressedly, casting spells to repair his nearly broken soul, he felt that this trip... was not a loss~

Feng Changhuan is so clever, he doesn't need to say it, he can guess that Feng Zehuan played a moth in it and almost killed his apprentice, this hatred must be recorded.

When Yu Fuchen's primordial spirit returned to its original state, Feng Changhuan did not leave anyone behind, and said coldly with a straight face: "Go back quickly, the primordial spirit has been out of the body for too long, and it will affect your body."

"But Master, I still want to hug you for a while longer."

That popular gritted his teeth: "After going out, there will be opportunities!"

"But I don't know the spell to leave the realm of consciousness..."

"...try reading it backwards."

After wasting a long time, Yu Fuchen remembered the string of nonsense that Feng Zehuan had babbled on: 噂湿闲鲞嘴座呀呀.

The other way around is...

"I still want to fuck Shizun tonight?"

At this moment, Feng Changhuan's nature is in the lead, his skin is very thin, how can he stand this kind of teasing?While the man was still exercising, he raised his hand and hit Yu Fuchen with a palm.

He never expected that what burst out with his spiritual power was not a faint blue light beam caused by cold work, but an indescribable black mist.

Feng Changhuan, who realized something was wrong, withdrew his hand suddenly, but it was still a step too late. He watched helplessly as the uncontrollable spiritual flow broke free, and he didn't even have time to shout: "Avoid".

The black mist had already rushed into the man's body.

At the same time, Yu Fuchen's spell also took effect, and he instantly pulled out of the state of consciousness, so that Feng Changhuan didn't dare to confirm whether there was any deviation in what he saw.

Still in shock, he murmured, "I hope...it's not what I thought."

Yu Fuchen, who had successfully returned to his body with the spell, woke up after a moment of absence, and touched his earlobe in a daze, not realizing why the man was angry.

Seeing Feng Changhuan sitting opposite him, he moved closer curiously, wanting to find out if the efforts he had just made had any results.

However, he felt an inexplicable respect and fear in the face of the master whose hair had turned from white to gray. He didn't dare to blaspheme, so he blew on the man.

"Master, wake up, if you don't wake up... I'm going to kiss you."

There is still no response for this point, which means that the person is really asleep.

In this kind of matter, Yu Fuchen can't think of what a gentleman should do, it's in line with his nature to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of it, besides, that's what that person taught him, right?

In the past, when he kissed his master, he was always full of piety, and he didn't dare to open his eyes. The more he was like this, the more he wanted to try... What kind of expression would that person have when he was kissed? What mood are you in?

Without hesitation, he kissed it without thinking, and was about to stick his tongue in, opened his white teeth to find out, when the man suddenly opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and in the next moment, Yu Fuchen was sent flying without any suspense, and he was on his back, his mouth was full of fishy smell, and it was unknown whether it was nosebleeds or his lips and teeth were bitten.

"Presumptuous! Traitor! You, you have no shame!!"

"Master, I'm not... just, Master, I was wrong."

Feng Changhuan didn't care about his blushing, and was about to reprimand him, but he didn't give up after hearing him recite the entire "Disciple Regulations", when he suddenly noticed something strange.

And Yu Fuchen, who stood up rubbing his painful muscles and bones, also felt the wind blowing over him, causing goosebumps all over his body, and took a closer look...

"Master..."

"Um……"

"...Why do you have an extra arm?"

"..."

Taking a closer look, the extra arm was clearly resting on the man's shoulder, and it was bruised and purple like a corpse.

Seeing him staring at him without moving, Feng Changhuan knew that the two were in similar situations, so he pursed his lips and pointed behind Yu Fuchen.

The latter swallowed, slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of his finger, and suddenly saw a bloodless face on his shoulder.

"Ah-ghost!!!!"

Born with a pure yang spirit body, but a very light character, it is easy to attract ghosts when walking outside. Wouldn't it be nice to be covered by ghosts in the lonely island of the country of the dead?

Yu Fuchen was so frightened that he ran away. Fortunately, he still had a conscience. He didn't leave Feng Changhuan where he was. Knowing that the man's legs and feet were not good, he grabbed him and hugged him and rushed out. The speed was so fast that Feng Changhuan It's hard for Huan to respond.

"Master, master, help me..."

Hearing that he was about to cry, Feng Changhuan really couldn't bear it, and swallowed back the cruel words that almost blurted out.

"You... don't be afraid."

"How could it be possible not to be afraid, Master, that guy from the Ming Palace Merchant said that I am light-headed, but I have never encountered such a thing before..."

"You live in a holy place of Buddhism, so it's strange to bump into a ghost. As for...Xingzhi, have you ever thought that Master is actually a big ghost?"

Hearing his words, Yu Fuchen's legs went limp, and he almost threw him into the mud ditch.

Seeing the expression on his face that was about to cry, Feng Changhuan could only touch his head to comfort him: "Touch your hair, you can't be scared, even if you are, you will be a beautiful ghost as a teacher. You forgot, as a teacher, you have to learn from Jiuyouhua Crawled back from the sea."

It seems to make sense to say this, most of the resistance in Yu Fuchen's heart dissipated, and he was no longer as afraid of the ghouls chasing after him as before, so he stopped and looked back...

Whoa!There are quite a lot of lingering things on this isolated island, as far as the eye can see, they are all men, women, old and young, in various poses and different forms of death, enough to stand around Xuemiao City.

He whispered: "Master, when I came, I didn't even see a ghost. Where did they come from?"

Feng Changhuan pointed at the top of his head: "The sky was still bright at that time, and it was difficult for dead souls and ghosts to show up. Now the moon is dark and the wind is high, so everyone is lining up to teach you how to sing."

"..."

It seems that the fact that Yu Fuchen was sung by a ghost for half an hour "The Peony Pavilion" will be remembered for a lifetime.

Seriously, there must be a reason for the ghouls to gather here, Feng Changhuan's benevolent heart would not just sit idly by, seeing that he had no intention of running for his life, Yu Fuchen knew that he was in charge of this nosy matter.

"Go and ask them why they linger here, whether there is grievance or unfulfilled wish."

Yu Fuchen didn't want to take on this errand, but his master's order is hard to break, even if his scalp is numb, he has to stand up and stand up.

So he endured the discomfort, and turned to ask the male ghost at the front: "Why do you refuse to reincarnate after death, and insist on staying in the world to harm Guyu's elders? Did you die unjustly, or..."

This young man with a swollen face was not very tall, and he shook his head like a rattle in a moment of excitement.

It's a pity that he died violently during his lifetime. Most of his neck was shaved off, leaving only a little flesh and flesh, and it was like a ball rolling to the side due to excessive force.

Yu Fuchen screamed, admitted that he couldn't do this, and turned to Feng Changhuan for help again.

"Master..."

"That's all." Feng Changhuan pointed at the ghost baby crawling all over the ground in front of him with a finger as sculpted as a plum bone: "Tell me first, why did you die, and why don't you want to be reincarnated?"

Yu Fuchen thought to himself that the baby looked like he was just born, and he probably hasn't learned how to speak yet.

Unexpectedly, Guiying stood up with his hips crossed, his face full of displeasure, and he spoke in a thick and rough male voice, with a taste of dialect: "Fuck! I died unjustly in my previous life, and the King of Hades gave me priority in reincarnation. As a result, my mother died of dystocia in this life, and I died before I was born! Trapped in this ghost place, I can’t get out, and I have nowhere to go to the King of Hades to judge me! Damn it!!”

Yu Fuchen: "..."

Feng Changhuan: "..."

That, that is really unfair...

Feng Changhuan stomped his feet angrily when he saw this ghost baby whose description was extremely inconsistent with his age, his forehead and heart ached.

It just so happened that the young man who picked up the head came back, kicked the cursed ghost baby away, and bowed to the master and apprentice:

"Hello, two immortals. We are the son of the village head. We have been dead for ten years. I don't know how to reincarnate, and I don't know why. To the human world."

Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan looked at each other, and knew that this matter was not that simple, so in order to deceive some secrets, he said: "Nonsense! You escaped back by yourself!!"

"This is not our problem. The young one has been very active in reincarnation. Hearing that he has to go through the formalities, he deliberately asked his father to go through the back door and arranged a deed of sale in advance. Do you think this will work?"

"Then... do you know that illegal jumping in line will result in a [-]-year ban from applying for reincarnation?"

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