Several people were almost drunk, Xiaoju wanted to dig the wine jar, but was stopped by Meng Ximao, he exasperated and scratched with his claws, the thin, sharp claws scratched his clothes without pain, he just touched his chest It makes people feel numb.

Yan E glanced back and forth at the table, and said to Jing Zun in a low voice: "Do you recruit disciples at Luoyue Peak based on their faces?"

From the master to the apprentice, everyone is a god.

Jing Zun said: "This is a coincidence, does Luoyue Peak have a choice for the disciples?"

Xiao Ju heard this and shouted: "Come, come, come to Luoyue Peak?"

"No, no, no." The two of them were not so drunk yet.

"Master, if you know that I have been useless to Xianmen these years, you must be very disappointed. I just can't do anything, and I can only hope that the prosperity of Yanzhao Mountain will never fade." Xiaoju muttered lost, and started again He fell into the arms of the person next to him, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

Seeing this, Xuan Yan was displeased: "Look, as a spiritual pet, he only thinks about his master, so he doesn't have his own thoughts." Then he muttered in a low voice, "I must make the Yaozu change."

Yan E shrugged beside him: "Compared to you, I seem quite irresponsible. I just want my father to give me the position smoothly."

After talking about this, Meng Ximao took advantage of the situation and asked: "Brother, what do you most hope to accomplish?"

Jing Zun just wanted to get back the Zhitu halberd, but he couldn't say that, and he really had no other thoughts, so he said, "One day at a time, I'll think about it then."

A Zhuo also said: "I have no idea."

He lowered his brows and thought: [I want to save the people of my tribe, I want to become very powerful, I want to control the courtship period, and I also hope that the elder brother will be as glorious as in the book, and I think he will not be killed by the second elder brother in the end, so I will I want...I want to be able to return to my original world, so that my parents will not be sad. ]

Jing Zun picked up the wine and drank it slowly.

He also heard him say: [But, I probably won't be able to go back. It's rare to hear that a person who wears a book can go back in the end. If I can't go back, I...I want to stay by Eldest Brother's side all the time. ]

The wine at the entrance paused slightly, Jing Zun secretly looked at him.

After thinking like this, he raised his head and asked, "Second senior brother, how about you?"

Meng Ximao wrapped the clothes of the person in his arms, and said solemnly: "May the sea and the river be clear, and the world will be safe."

A Zhuo froze for a moment, then nodded lightly.

[Oh, it’s because I’m out of shape. ]

Jing Zun also nodded: Well, that's right, I feel ashamed.

When the moon was already setting, Meng Xizhuo helped the master to sleep, Ah Zhuo wanted to bring books over to start tutoring, but the two of them were not very clear, so he could only say: "Let's study tomorrow."

The two staggered and said, "Is it too late?"

"do not know."

"Forget it, we can't learn it like this. Why is it so difficult to get Xunshi?"

"Do you want to get the honor stone?" Ah Zhuo asked, then turned his head, "Elder brother too?"

No wonder they all went to class honestly.

The two staggered and wanted to leave, and their legs and feet were not very convenient. Yan E threw a sound transmission talisman and called the long bell, and the two juniors carried him away.

Xuan Yan also called his junior brother, but he kept a low profile and only wanted to call a junior brother. He threw the sound transmission talisman at Changfeng's residence for a long time, but there was no response at all.

He knocked on his head, thought for a while, then raised his head apprehensively: "Oops, the Changfeng is still at the foot of the mountain."

He panicked and ran down the mountain.

Jing Zun looked at the back and smiled: "Why are you in a hurry... wait a minute, Changfeng, stay still..."

His smile fades:

It's broken, and Hu Yiqing is still frozen.

That day at the foot of the mountain, after they settled their own people, they went to chase Yan E, and after that, no one thought of those two people.

It has been more than half a month since I was released from confinement to class.

But he was still relatively indifferent: "You don't have to solve it yourself."

Facing the direction down the mountain, he waved his sleeves and walked back with his hands behind his back: "It's over."

There was only Ah Jue in the hall, leaning against the door and seeing Jing Zun, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother, you are back."

"Ah."

"Okay, I'm going to bed." He made a special trip to wait for someone to come back and say hello before going to bed.

Jing Zun nodded and watched him turn around.

After thinking for a while, he took his arm again: "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

The person who was caught trembled, and when he turned his head, his face was slightly red: "What do you want to say?"

Jing Zun raised his hand and pointed upwards: "Change to another place first."

A Zhuo raised his head: "The roof?"

[But can't I go up? ]

Before he could finish thinking, someone grabbed his waist and he was already flying into the air.

When the roof has settled, the bright moon has sunk, just as it falls beside you, the breeze brings mountain flowers, and the smog from the wooden pontoon bridge floats in rolls.

Ah Zhuo lowered his head and clenched his hands: "What's the matter with you?"

[It’s so grand, what does he want to say, is it true that he treats me... If it is true, should I accept it or not? ] He unconsciously curled the corner of his mouth, [I should accept it. ]

Jing Zun invited him to sit down with him, and said in a thoughtful voice, "A Zhuo, there are some things I need to confirm with you again."

"Well, you said."

"I said before that I won't help you rescue your people. At that time, you said you wouldn't blame me. Does that always count?"

[So he just wanted to confirm this matter? ]

The people around were slightly disappointed: "Then will you stop me?"

"will not."

"That's fine, I don't blame."

"What about the person who sealed your people?"

"It's not surprising."

"If this person is someone very close to you?"

"I didn't experience it personally when I sealed it, so I won't resent it, and I keep my word."

"Okay." Jing Zun nodded slightly, "Do you not like people with little knowledge?"

"No." Ah Zhuo was startled, forgetting to put on a straight face.

"Then... let me ask you again, if a person's future development does not meet your expectations, will you be disappointed with this person?"

"No, as long as he doesn't disappoint himself, I won't."

"The last question, you... you shouldn't be afraid of magic cultivators, right?"

"Of course I'm not afraid." Ah Zhuo looked at him intently.

[You will become a demon cultivator in the future, what am I afraid of... the last question, after asking, is that all, don't say anything? ]

As far as Yu Jingzun was concerned, he had indeed finished what he wanted to say. During the meeting, Ah Zhuo said that if he couldn't go back and wanted to follow him all the time, he might think about other places, thinking that this junior brother just wanted to hold a backer.

But he also thought that perhaps, his junior brother had some good feelings for him.

If he has a good impression, he should ask clearly about the estrangement that may hinder the two of them in the future. If these estrangements cannot be eliminated, then he should stop the loss as soon as possible, so as not to let the affection spread again.

And if these estrangements can be resolved, then... there is no need to hinder them, and when the feelings are felt in the future, let them be together naturally without too much entanglement.

[He really didn't say anything? ] A Zhuo's floating belt around his waist was rolled up in his hands. After rolling it up for a long while before he got to the end, he got up in a daze, "Since you've finished asking, I should go to sleep."

"Okay, I'll take you down." Jing Zun hugged him again, paused for a moment, and said, "The moonlight is quite beautiful, don't you want to look at it again?"

Ah Zhuo raised his head and saw that the moon had completely set, and the surroundings were pitch black. Luoyue Peak only had long-burning lamps shrouded in mist, glowing with faint and hazy light, which were placed in order from the front of the main hall to the backyard.

Jing Zun also noticed that there was no moonlight, he was a little embarrassed: "Let's go down."

Then he hugged the man's waist and floated down.

He deliberately attracted a gust of breeze, blowing the hem of his clothes, floating under the dim light of the candle lamp, beautiful and ethereal.

Then, there was a "click".

The hem of the clothes was blown too much, hooking to the corners of the cornices.

When it landed, there was only half of the clothes on the legs.

Jing Zun: "..."

The younger brother looked at the eaves worriedly: "How do you get the other half?"

And Jing Zun just wanted to find a gap to get in: "No...no, I'm going back to my room first."

Ah Zhuo thought for a while: "Your clothes are torn because of me, and I have to make up for it. When the sun and the moon rise tomorrow, I will pick the moonlight and weave a silk for you."

Jing Zun turned around.

Actually, I have quite a lot of clothes.

"Eldest brother dare not wear it?" Ah Zhuo took a step closer.

"No." He replied, "Shark silk is a rare treasure."

"Okay." Ah Zhuo nodded, looking at him.

Jing Zun said warmly, "Do you want to measure the size?"

"is it okay?"

Jing Zun stretched out his arms.

Ah Zhuo approached again, and lightly touched him with his fingertips.

The bells under the eaves are blown by the wind, singing in harmony with the breeze.

Xiaoju got up thirsty and poured tea, walked to the corridor in a daze, paused, and suddenly woke up.

"What are you two doing?" He rang the bell again with a loud voice.

A Zhuo hurriedly retreated a little, seeing the master approaching angrily, he bypassed him, and approached Jing Zun: "You, you...you even took off your clothes, you are so shameless, you..."

Out of breath, he grabbed Jing Zun and led him into the house.

Jing Zun grabbed him: "Listen to my explanation..."

"I won't listen, I won't listen." Xiao held up angrily.

Jing Zun let go of his grip on his collar one by one: "Okay, you clearly know that's not the case."

Xiaoju was taken aback for a moment, stared at him with wide eyes, and after a while tears welled up in his eyes: "Are you murdering me?"

Jing Zun: "...I don't have one, I'm not too loud and you can't hear me."

"It's fierce, it's fierce." The master wiped away tears, turned around and changed into his original shape, and ran away three times.

The remaining two touched the back of their heads together, unable to figure it out for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Ah Zhuo knocked on Master's door with some snacks and tea.

Xiao Ju opened the door angrily: "What's the matter?"

"I'm here to explain to Master what you saw before." He walked into the room, "Master, after all, you are standing up for me, I don't want you to misunderstand, and don't blame Senior Brother."

"No need to explain." Xiao Ju sighed, "He is not a pervert who takes off his clothes at any time, I know you are all right."

"Then why is Master angry?"

Xiao Ju sat on the edge of the bed sullenly, pouted and said nothing.

A Zhuo moved a chair and sat opposite him, and said patiently: "Master, is he afraid that brother's mind for you will change?"

Xiaoju raised his eyes, noncommittal.

Ah Zhuo said: "Eldest senior brother will not change his mind casually, master don't worry."

In the original book, when the Mozun swept the Six Realms and became an enemy of the Xianmen, the elder Xiaoju was always protecting him.

Xiaoju smiled, and felt that the words sounded awkward again: "Don't get me wrong, I don't think about him that way, I will never talk about feelings with my apprentice, I'm just worried...he won't follow me that much in the future. gone."

If you don’t make him play with string balls, take him to climb trees and climb roofs, or accompany him to the back mountain to catch fish and catch birds, then he will spend the long years in the mountains alone.

But sooner or later that person will leave.

He should learn to live on his own again sooner rather than later.

Ah Zhuo didn't think about that, and he was a little bit fanciful when he heard this, but he asked in his head: "Master... cares about Mu Lin Shangxian very much?"

Xiaoju nodded: "I am the master's spiritual pet. If the master wants me to live, I will live, and if the master wants me to die, I will die. This is loyalty, not love."

The next morning.

When Xiaoju opened the door with a yawn, he saw Meng Ximao standing outside the door, holding a ball of yarn in his hand, and smiled lightly: "Master said he wanted a ball of yarn when he was drunk last night, I made one last night, I don't know ..."

"You are better than Jing Banzhan." Xiaoju was delighted, "I like it."

The author has something to say: Meng Ximao: Master, don’t be afraid, if someone leaves, someone will come.

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