Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Long time no see, I feel at ease seeing you all well."

"I heard something big happened in Lingxue Palace, I don't know..."

"A few days ago, all the sects forced their way to Lingxue Palace, but the master did nothing, which angered the 36th generation master. Perhaps because of the tragic death of his own disciple, he was so angry that he exposed Lingxue Palace in public. history."

Hearing what Bai Zhezhou said, Yu Fuchen knew that as an outsider and a junior, he was not qualified to ask questions. On the other hand, Feng Changhuan drank tea calmly, with an indifferent look.

Perhaps he had expected that Lingxue Palace would come to this day?

"It's hard to stabilize people's hearts, but at the critical juncture, another person appeared to turn things around, making Lingxue Palace, which was on the verge of being expelled from the Twelve States, turn around. Coexist in the cultivation world."

"This tall man is..."

"My master, Bai Qinghan. It was he who divided Lingxue Palace into Daoxuan and Daoxu."

Speaking of the old man, Qian Gong Wen Que, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't sit still, and his trip was to find Bai Qinghan, so he hurriedly asked: "Where is he now?"

Bai Zhezhou and Yuhuang didn't know each other before, after Yu Fuchen introduced it on his behalf, the two guessed each other's intentions, and didn't hide it, they replied bluntly: "Master has been retired for a long time, not only the disciples of Lingxue Palace, but also I... also once thought that he was gone. Now that he appeared on the cusp of this storm, it is enough to show that the old man has the consciousness to enter the world again, but..."

"but?"

"He can't come to see you yet. It has been several days since he led Daoxuan's disciples to the fairyland. Due to the escape of Senior Feng, Xiujie is deeply dissatisfied with Kunlun. He wants to see Lord Jiumeng for an explanation. Master and Jidao Immortal Venerable Since he is an old friend and intends to keep Senior Feng, he cannot turn a blind eye to Kunlun's difficulties, this is his top priority after joining the world."

No wonder Buyinlou will go to Kunlun.

Yu Fuchen thought about it carefully before realizing something strange: "In this way, the Young Palace Master gave up his father and chose Bai Xianjun??!"

Bai Zhezhou answered lightly: "Regarding this matter, there is also a lot of discussion in the cultivation world, but the master has something to say. The heart of pursuing the righteous way is not restrained by external forces. The young master must have his reason for choosing the master."

It seems that this senior Bai does have a reason to be respected.

Feng Changhuan persuaded Qian Gongwen Que to rest for a few days before making plans, and then said to Bai Zhezhou, "It is not my wish to cause trouble to Kunlun, but I still have doubts. Since Tiantian has gone to Kunlun, you How could the precious apprentice come to Xuemiao City?"

sweet...

Yu Fuchen got goosebumps all over the place after hearing this greasy address, and looked at his master with a distorted expression.

The man smiled at him, and at the same time, Bai Zhezhou, who couldn't stand it anymore, started to retreat, and said bravely: "I followed the master's order to find a holy monk named Xuannan."

Yu Fuchen guessed that the reason Bai Qinghan ordered him to go to Xuewu City was to retrieve his lost memory of seven years, but it was not easy to convince Xuannan that stubborn ass.

It seems that Bai Zhezhou is going to live in Xuewu City forever, and will be eaten up by that vicious monk who broke the precepts... Maybe~

Seeing that his face was still blushing in the cold, Feng Changhuan knew that this kid was delusional again, so he simply ordered him to lead a white zhezhou to find the mystery, while he put down the refreshment he took a bite of, and wiped the oil stains on his hands He said to the King Shark: "The remaining half is for me to eat when I come back, so you are not allowed to steal it."

"...You want to grab even a piece of cake from me?"

"Hush...don't say anything, don't tell my wolf cub."

Qian Gong asked Que to answer, and when the man limped and wobbled all the way away, he ordered Gou Wazi, who was timidly hiding behind him, to report the news: "Just say that his master is stealing love outside, and raised two little wife."

When Yu Fuchen heard this, his face darkened at the time, and after a few years without knowing why, he insisted on holding him and Bai Zhezhou's arms together. After pulling away and leaving, the two big men stared blankly at the embarrassment of holding each other's hands...

That person deliberately avoided himself, there must be something shady.

Being misled by Qiangong Wenque, Yu Fuchen took it for granted that Feng Changhuan went out behind his back to meet his little lover, heh... which girl fell into his master's eyes?

Thinking in this way, Yu Fuchen wanted to detect the man's sneaky plans, followed like a thief, and accidentally saw the man enter the back kitchen.

Yu Fuchen didn't know, so he knocked on the door outside, slowly, without urging him.

He faintly felt that Feng Changhuan deliberately avoided him for another purpose, and he called casually, deliberately looking for a topic.

"Master, do you know that there is a Yuelao Temple in the east of Xueyu City?"

The man replied in a muffled voice through the door: "For many years, the old trees there have bloomed twice a year, and faithful men and women regard it as a miracle to worship twice. The continuous burning of incense means that the incense of the ancestors will also continue. Endless."

"Then Master, did you ever want to go and have a look?"

"I went there once when I was young. There is a tree spirit living in that old tree, and they have a very good relationship with Baizi. If you want to go there, you might as well take Baizi for a walk."

Yu Fuchen thought to himself that others drag their families to seek marriage, why should I lead the fairy deer? ?

Or only male? ! !

The little wild wolf was astonished at the slowness of his master, but he didn't know that Feng Changhuan inside the door was rubbing the face line with his hands covered in flour, and he was doing it so seriously that he answered carelessly, and his face was smeared several times.

He rubbed in the kitchen for two hours, while Yu Fuchen waited outside silently for two hours, so that after dark, he was shocked when he saw the man carrying a bowl...with a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup. .

"Master, you are..."

"Longevity Noodles." The man's eyes wandered around, with a sense of bewilderment and embarrassment.

Yu Fuchen remembered the past three birthdays, every year that person would cook himself, and cook him a pot of fragrant longevity noodles, which always made his eyes turn pale, and he couldn't swallow it for several days.

At that time, I was too young, so I didn't understand why the master forced him to be a child so much, and even regarded the birthday as an insurmountable danger until the person passed away...

He never celebrated his birthday again, as if he had fulfilled his words back then, his young self was buried in the corner of Wuxiang together with his master, burying the rest of his life.

After many years, when he saw this astonishing appetite again and smelled the familiar aroma, he realized... The man wished him a long life, wished him a long life, hoped that he would be happy, all his expectations were melted into a bowl of noodles, and he entrusted him to fulfill his dreams. full of emotion.

"Master, it's been 13 years."

"Well, it's been 13 years... I'm sorry, it's Master's fault for letting you wander alone for these years. Tonight is the day when you are weak, and Master wants to say sorry to you, always imposing my expectations on you, and forgetting We shouldn't have been separated. Although we are dead, we are honored to meet you again and renew the friendship between master and apprentice. From now on, we will walk together. This year's birthday, and every birthday in the future, it is good to be with you as a teacher ?”

If it weren't for the amazing wooden basin between the two of them to spoil the scenery, Yu Fuchen would have been moved to tears.

He took the noodle soup from the man and put it aside. Seeing that Feng Changhuan didn't refuse, he pulled him into his arms and carefully kissed him on the forehead.

He was already a young man, much taller than his master, and he easily kissed him with a slight bow.

Fortunately, the man accepted it.

"Little brat, if you look taller than a teacher, you will be condescending."

"How? As long as Master thinks, I will always be your wolf cub."

Yu Fuchen slightly bent his knees and looked up at Feng Changhuan, the deliberate action made the latter feel even more humiliated, he snorted and was about to leave, and he laughed and pulled people back: "Don't, Master, we agreed to get together."

When Xuannan took his new follower Bai Zhezhou out to look for food, he happened to see this scene.Leaving aside why this bowl of noodles is as big as a washbasin, just looking at it from afar is enough to make Xuannan salivate.

"Ah...so hungry, I really want to join in the fun, little monk."

Bai Zhezhou was puzzled: "Why should the holy monk bother about the extra pair of chopsticks?"

"You don't know what day it is today. Feng Zhinan is a person with no past. He is an abandoned baby. No one knows where he came from and where he is going. At the age of 15, he bid farewell to the Buddhist sect and was alone. Going down the mountain, picking up Yu Xingzhi as an apprentice like he was adopted by the old monk Xuyun, it is a new life for him, so thinking about it, it is almost normal for them to celebrate their birthday together."

XuanNan explained tirelessly and was full of interest, and was about to continue talking about their previous romance, when he saw that the two of them, who were full of wine and food, looked at each other with flushed cheeks and embarrassment.

Okay, each person bites one end of this longevity noodle, it can be regarded as the bottom of the food, no one can bite it off first, seeing the mouths are about to touch together, making people's blood rush.

This time Xuannan didn't say a word, he was more excited than holding the beauty in his arms, staring at the shorter and shorter section of facial thread, his eyes almost popped out.

"Dear... quick kiss! What are you waiting for, this is..."

"Holy Monk, it's not good for you..."

Xuannan's heart was full of joy when he called him, but he didn't feel dizzy and couldn't figure out how much he weighed.

"You don't need to be so out of touch, just like them, you can be called a little monk Xuannan, or a demon monk."

"But I know that your ability is far more than that. You deserve this holy monk."

"That's a good point, but I still can't lift the curse for you, this is the principle."

In the middle of the quarrel, Yu Fuchen had sucked the facial liner before Feng Changhuan, and wiped some oil on the man's lips, making the latter dare not look at him again, and awkwardly covered his face.

Yu Fuchen, who had a full meal, even if there was still some sesame oil on his mouth, he couldn't bear to wipe his mouth when he kissed the master just now.

The molested Feng Changhuan took out a tassel from his bosom with red ears, and when he was hesitating whether to give it away, Yu Fuchen took it naturally.

"Master made it for me?"

"It's...a birthday present. I have nothing to give as a teacher. Foreign things can't express my heart. I'm afraid it's too cheap, and you'll dislike it... Wei Zhi taught me how to weave Jian Sui, and I only learned [-]-[-]% of it. , very rough, I was embarrassed to give it to you, but I am a clumsy teacher, so I can only do this for the time being."

"How come? Master is very dexterous, isn't there a wild boar on it? It's very cute."

"..."

... That was clearly a wolf! !

Forget about pigs, they are still wild boars...

Feng Changhuan was so angry that he wanted to say that he had found an opportunity to ask Bai Zhezhou to teach him how to weave Jiansui, but even if he made a good one and sent him off, he was ruthlessly choked back.

But when he saw the man lovingly playing with the bright red tassels and streamers he had tied around the handle of Luan Dao, the master's heart softened again.

He caressed the back of Yu Fuchen's hand, and the latter followed the trend and held his hand instead.

"Xingzhi, today you are going to be an adult, can Master tie your hair for you?"

"Okay, but I have to trouble Master to cut off the hair on my sideburns."

"Why is this?"

"I really want to get married with the master. Keep a kit and put it in the Yuelao Temple, so that I can stay with the master forever. Don't forget that it was you who said that worshiping a master is worshiping a hall. I’m going to enter the bridal chamber later.”

"..."

Well, it's fine if you let your own demons do it, now it's the turn of this little brat to eat him.

In order to avoid this topic, Feng Changhuan quietly let go of Yu Fuchen's long black hair like a waterfall, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, he had done this for him too.

At that time, he was still an ignorant child, and he couldn't speak well. He grinned at him all day long, and would bite a few holes in his body every now and then to protest.

In a blink of an eye, he has grown up, and he is no longer young...

Feng Changhuan hugged the man behind him.

"I'm sorry, Xingzhi, it's Master's fault... Even though I'm afraid and hate loneliness, I still let you experience this kind of insurmountable despair. From now on, I will accompany you every birthday, I promise, never again Will leave without authorization, I promise..."

Yu Fuchen put his arms around that man, seeing the spring in his eyes, his heart almost melted.

"Master, you know that I am most afraid of you crying."

He hugged him even tighter, put his chin on his forehead, and said softly: "The east corner is lost, and the mulberry is harvested. I am a greedy person. For the rest of my life, I will ask Master to make it up for me."