Master, you have changed

His parents died when he was six years old. At that time, he was at a loss, waiting in the dilapidated house, waiting...

The people in the village looked at him with pity, and occasionally brought him crude food. He sat on the steps without saying a word, neither eating nor drinking, his clothes worn and dirty, his eyes shining, and he endured the whole summer.

The old people in the village were willing to take him in, but they were all stared away angrily.

"My parents are just lost! They'll be back! I'm not going!"

Later, no one cared anymore...

The weather is getting colder every day, and the children are getting more and more bleak every day.

The old tree in front of the door is bare, and the child sits in the pile of dead leaves, skinny, and the bright sun shines unselfishly, but the steps are surrounded by a shadow.

He moved to the sun in his torn and ill-fitting clothes.

The playful children ran past, innocent and innocent. Last year they caught loaches and small fishes together. Xiaoqiang ran over and said, "Aye, come to my house. My mother said, your parents are gone!"

The child raised his head slowly, as if he had forgotten the bright child in front of him, and said dullly and doubtfully, "Ah Ye... is it a leaf? It's strange..."

Xiaoqiang explained: "A Ye is your name! It's not a leaf!"

The children who ran away retreated and pulled Xiaoqiang away: "Xiaoqiang, are you crazy? He is a fool! He can beat people! Don't talk to him!"

"No, we were still together last year..."

Xiaoqiang's mother came over and scolded: "How many times have I told you? Don't look for him, don't look for him! He's crazy! He's a fool! Come back with me!"

"Mom! No! He was talking to me just now! Very good!"

"Shut up! His parents were beaten to death by Mu's servants, he is crazy!"

There was a thunderstorm that night, and the torrential rain poured down. The dilapidated house lost its vitality and was seriously damaged. It collapsed in the middle of the night.

The old tree in front of the door was smashed into coke by lightning, the purple fire burned strangely, and there were phantom ghosts crying and howling wolves.

The child was wearing a thin jacket, staring blankly at the burning tree trunk, the annihilated phantom, and muttering to himself: "Parents are gone... the house is gone... the old tree is gone... the leaves... are gone..."

In the early morning of the next day, no one in the village saw the seven-year-old child sitting alone on the threshold and watching...

He lived alone in the world, forgot who he was, forgot his name, once joined beggars, and fought for a steamed bun.

Competing with dogs for food under the scolding of pedestrians, year after year in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Forgot everything, only one sentence: "His parents were beaten to death by Mu's servants!"

At the age of 12, he washed his face by the small river, facing the reflection of a strange face on the water, he asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

The man in the water said silently: "Who are you?"

At the age of 14, he has seen too many human feelings, and he doesn't want to be wronged and undignified. He lives alone in the deep mountains and old forests, and feels that it is better to face wild beasts and monsters than humans.

After escaping from the dead again and again, he has been able to calmly face all fears, the bloodthirsty demon with blue face and fangs, the man-eating flower vine that eats people without blinking, the poisonous python that eats meat, and the overwhelming killer bees...

He ran quickly through the jungle, poured honey into a homemade bamboo bucket, closed the lid, and jumped into the water.

Killer bees hovered above his head, he hugged the bamboo bucket in his arms, raised a triumphant smile, and then looked at the gray and black python in the water plants.

Ten meters away was a boa constrictor basking in the sun, and a crocodile was lurking further away. He drew out the crossbow that had been placed in advance and pointed it at the boa constrictor.

A burst of water splashed and rolled, and the Killer Bee had a new target. He quickly got out of the water, leaving the oncoming crocodile behind.

“Today’s dinner is honey grilled chicken~”

The cheerful out-of-tune ballad came to an abrupt end, and he stood behind the tree and stared anxiously at the uninvited guests in his "home".

What is beauty?What is ugly?He only knew that this man was really good-looking, even more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen. The white clothes on his body were very clean. It had just rained, and the ground was wet and muddy, so there was not even a speck of dust on it.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he even forgot the horror of human beings, and walked out unknowingly, wanting to get a glimpse of the true face.

The man suddenly turned around, faced him, and walked towards him.

Holding honey in his arms, he kept backing away, but his body didn't listen.

The man stopped in front of him, without a smile, without even a trace of warmth in his eyes or words, and said coldly, "What's your name?"

He shook his head, at a loss, unconsciously holding back his breath. For such an out-of-the-world person, even getting close to it would be a kind of defilement, and he himself is a lunatic that everyone hates...

"Be my apprentice"

"what is that?"

"Stay with me"

"no, do not want"

"I protect you"

The young man was very afraid of resisting the human being, and shook his head firmly. The man covered his head with a pair of clean and big hands, which were so warm. He was afraid of tarnishing the man, so he shrank and took half a step back.

"My name is Hu Qingjue, the fox of the fox, clear and clear, and absolutely gorgeous."

The boy nodded to show his understanding, and was still backing away.

"Start now, you have a name"

He stopped and stared up, stunned and confused, clenched his hands unconsciously, and blinked his eyes vigorously.

"The wind this night, the wind of the landscape, this night, this night."

Feng Yeye blinked desperately, held back his tears, and lowered his head.

The man said: "I am your master"

"Master..." Feng Yeye called softly.

"Master..." repeated.

"Master!"

Hu Qingjue nodded, with gentle silver eyes, he stretched out his right hand to him.

...............

"Oh oh oh oh!…"

The rooster crowing outside the window was extremely loud, and the wind got up from the bed overnight, how could there be a rooster crowing on Xindao Anju Peak?

In the heat of summer, he was sweating all over. He tied his belt and got out of bed. He looked at the bed in a corner of the house wonderingly, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

You were obviously on the floor last night, how could you wake up in bed?

I'm on the bed, Master respect him?

Feng Jiye hurriedly took three steps at a time, and pulled open the wooden door. The sun was shining outside the door, flowers and plants danced with the wind, and the newly caught spirit bird was standing on the top of the tree with its head held high in a lonely posture.

"Oh oh oh!"

"..." You are a bird!How can I learn the crowing of a rooster!

It is said that the golden python, which was used for viewing snakes, has grown bigger again, and it climbed up from the bottom of the mountain with a few trees on its back, circled around the pond of flowers and plants, and swam leisurely past Feng Yeye.

Feng Jiye followed the giant python to look, and on the side of the house, Hu Qingjue was cutting wood with the famous long sword "Annihilation" made by Wannian Xuanbing.

chipping wood...

Chipping wood?

cut!Wood!head!

Annihilation cuts iron like mud, and cuts wood even more effortlessly. Looking around, the side is covered with inch-thick tree trunks, exposed to the sun, the water distorts the air, and also distorts the woodcutter.

The golden python put down the complete log and swam past Feng Youye again, like a stranger.

He took a few steps forward, trying to twist the air, telling himself: "This is not an illusion!"

"Master..."

A cautious call has already burst out.

Hu Qingjue paused, hummed, and said, "The house needs to be rebuilt."

Feng had nothing to say this night, he scolded himself thousands of times in his heart, Xian Fa was stabbed with a sword by himself, how could he still act like a wronged little daughter-in-law?Saby?

More than half a year has passed, I thought I wouldn't meet him if I didn't live there, but in the end I became an apprentice again, and my mood was really beeping.

When he came back from Rainbow Town full of anger, he stared at the fruits and vegetables and pots and pans in his hands, and admitted with a vicious face, "It really is Saby!"

All thoughts come back from rebirth, picking up an old friend who didn't die well, but in the end, he still can't escape the master, and they build a house and cook together in harmony...

This is different than imagined!It's totally different! Hey!

What the hell kind of development is this!

The harmonious and beautiful man-eating flowers and plants smell the aroma of fruits and vegetables and turn their flower faces, opening their mouths, and things may be worse.

Piranhas don't eat meat and become vegetarians?

Feng threw out half of the things he bought this night, and suddenly remembered something and walked towards the pond.

The small red fish followed the breath of the owner, and the half fish was divided into two halves, happily surrounding the thrown vegetable leaves.

The screen is unbearable to look directly at.

Feng Yiye finally experienced the heartache when cheating others, but he didn't dare to trouble Hu Qingjue, so he pinned his last hope on the golden python.

The golden python passed by again, hunched over the wood and threw it beside the master. There is already a small pile?

"... "

No!This is not the crooked way of the evil spirit that I want to go!

After crying silently in his heart for a while, he forced himself to pull himself together, showing a half-smile and a bit of a bad standard evil smile, restoring the perfect "male god" in the eyes of others.

Feng Yeye walked over, held the fruit, raised his eyebrows and said: "Master, do you want to eat fruit?"

Hu Qingjue shook his head and refused.

Feng Yiye didn't care much about turning around: "How about the apprentice preparing breakfast for the master? This is the disciple's respect for the master, don't refuse to hurt your heart..."

Hu Qingjue stared at him coldly for a while, then nodded and continued to chop wood.

Feng Yeye hummed an unknown song, took a piece of weed in his mouth, and leisurely carried fruits and vegetables into the house. After a while, he gritted his teeth and choked speechlessly.