Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes, secretly hating himself, why didn't he put these suspicious things on his body when he packed the books just now.

In order to avoid arousing Jing Fan's suspicion again, it's better to say as little as possible at this time, and don't make extravagant incidents.

Besides, apart from this, he shouldn't have left any other weird handwriting in the textbook, right?

The young man in front of him was lost in thought, his expression was unpredictable and colorful.Seeing his reluctance to speak, the man holding the rice paper turned cold.

"Disciple, don't you understand what the teacher said?"

This sentence was an understatement, but it implied a bit of deterrence.

"No, Master," Yun Shuhua quickly raised his eyes and explained, "...these are special foods from my disciple's hometown, and there is nothing special about them."

Specialty food?

Jing Fan lowered his eyes, looked at the scribbled and strong strokes on the paper, and vaguely remembered something, so he stopped asking.

The room was silent again, Yun Shuhua didn't dare to look up at Jing Fan's expression, but could only hear the sound of pages being flipped in front of his ears.

Flipping through the pages, a thin, soft paper suddenly appeared in front of Jing Fan.

This page is clean, with neat edges and corners, without any redundant ink smearing. There are a few small star maps on it. The faint scent of ice flakes can be smelled where the black lines are drawn, which shows how pious and serious the master's painter is.

Jing Fan's eyes paused, and then he looked at the young man in front of him, frowning silently.

Why is he also interested in this constellation?

Clipping the paper back to the original place of the book, Jing Fan closed the book and said softly, "Don't be afraid of me, just watch me speak."

He used the word "I", and his tone was unhurried, with no emotion or anger.

Yun Shuhua couldn't help straightening his body, his clear eyes met Jing Fan's cold night gaze.

"..."

"Tell me, where is your hometown?" Jing Fan narrowed his eyes, and for some reason, the stern aura around him subsided a bit.

Yun Shuhua took out the prepared remarks: "The disciple's family lived in Licheng in the southern region, and it has been 17 years."

Hearing this answer, Jing Fan curled his lips into a smile, raised his hand to form Wenyue, and then wiped it gently.

"My dear disciple, my teacher asked you where your hometown is, not where you live."

After finishing speaking, the sharp sword edge lightly stroked in the air, and a faint sword cry sounded.

"Say."

"..." Yun Shuhua's back was soaked in cold sweat, his heart skipped a beat, and his face became paler.

What should I say?You can't say that your home is in the North China Plain. The world map in the game "Fairy and Demon War" doesn't have such a place. If Jing Fan finds out by then, can you save your life?

He thought for a while, then quietly clenched his fingers, and said: "Master, this disciple grew up in Licheng since he was a child. He only had a few visits to his hometown when he was young, and he has a vague impression of it. Besides, that place is located in the extreme south. If you want to go, you have to cross mountains and seas, which is very difficult."

"Oh?" Jing Fan drew his tone as if he had discovered something novel, "It doesn't matter, you just say it."

Yun Shuhua quickly dug out the high school geography knowledge in his mind and made a few nonsense words, but Guan Jingfan's expression was calm, and he didn't know if he had seen through his tricks, so he didn't dare to say anything more for a while.

"Just now I heard from my apprentice that you have been living in Licheng for 17 years, have you been to other places?"

"Never," Yun Shuhua replied, "I grew up in the Southern Region since I was a child, and I have never left the city gate."

Jing Fan didn't respond, and the atmosphere became cold again.

Yun Shuhua looked at his expression quietly, and saw Jing Fan's stern side face cast a dark shadow under the candlelight in the hall, and Wenyue Sword disappeared silently in his hand.

He turned around, flicked his sleeves and walked past Yun Shuhua to the gate of the palace.

"Clean up and leave for Qingwu tomorrow."

Respectfully saying yes, Yun Shuhua carefully looked at Jing Fan's tall and straight back like a banished fairy, wondering.

Why did Master seem a little displeased when he heard that he hadn't left the Southern Territory?

The door of the hall was open, the cool breeze was blowing the young man's clothes, the water vapor was dense under the eaves, and the lights in the hall were flickering. Yun Shuhua stopped thinking about it, picked up his things, and quickly turned to the long man outside the hall. gallery.

Since the time travel, he has been in this high-degree-of-freedom fairy-xia game for more than three months. Not only did he fail to find a way to go home, but he even got mixed up in the Five Realms and became the apprentice of a big boss in the game.

Fortunately, the current development is still in line with his vision. As long as he can leave the Yuxiao Palace where the original NPC is located and travel around, one day he will be able to explore new discoveries about game mechanics.

At least for now, I don't have nothing but Yun Shuhua's identity: after two months of tirelessly chatting with GM customer service every day, Yun Shuhua successfully got a bug compensation from GM.

Five times to read the file to change the chance of the past.

Strictly speaking, this is not a golden finger, at most it just gives Yun Shuhua the possibility to make some resistance in a critical moment, but it is enough to save his life.

Today, in front of the Tai Chi Hall, if Jing Fan hadn't rescued him in time, the chance to read the file would have been wasted.

Thinking of Jingfan, Yun Shuhua sighed leisurely, walked to the carved mahogany bench at the veranda and sat down, holding the book tightly involuntarily.

Why did this man plan to accept apprentices as if he had suddenly opened his eyes, and he just happened to catch him in the eyes of so many people?Could it be that he still remembers the matter of tearing off the jade belt on the day of the battle between immortals and demons...

"Sigh." The start was not smooth, and the days to come should not be easy.

Yun Shuhua leaned on the embossed red pillar, staring at the banana leaves dripping with rain not far away, his thoughts gradually became clearer for some reason.

During the battle between immortals and demons that day, Jing Fan must have had an impression of him. If he didn't know his identity at the time, he must have known that he was a member of the demon world after the battle. Under such circumstances, he took the initiative to accept him as a disciple. as simple as that.

A few drops of remaining drizzle fell on a Nanhua scroll, and the paper gradually smudged.

Yun Shuhua immediately held Nanhua Juan in his arms like a baby, and wiped away the rain carefully with the sleeve corner of the white jade cloud pattern, with a nervous expression on his face.

He blew a few breaths on the pages of the book, then gently opened it, and took out several pages of rice paper sandwiched in different places.

There are stars of different shapes drawn on these pages. Yun Shuhua marked the names of each star in detail. One of the stars, Tianshu, happened to be soaked by rain, and the handwriting became blurred.

He stroked it lovingly, then folded the page and put it in his front pocket, then took out a lead rod again, and drew a clearer map of the Big Dipper on the blank paper.

Tianshu, Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan... write them down one by one.

Pencils are different from modern pencils that are so mature. The one in my hand was secretly made by Yun Shuhua after entering Luoqi Mountain in the Central Region. The pen-making process is a little rough, but it is much easier to use than those Langhao pens. .

After the painting was finished, Yun Shuhua folded it in the Nanhua scroll, let out a shallow breath, and jumped down from the corridor.

It was late, and the twilight was heavy. Looking far away, there was a continuous purple glow in the distance. In the evening, the dark clouds dispersed, and a few sparse stars appeared in the sky.

Yun Shuhua leaned on the corridor and looked up to the sky, and silently recited the names of these stars in his heart.

He has been very interested in astronomy since he was a child. After entering university, he visited planetariums in various cities many times, and collected many strange telescopes.

Fortunately, he is not alone in this world.

As soon as it gets dark, he can find familiar, bright stars in the sky.

Yun Shuhua was silent for a while, and when a dark cloud covered Liao Liang's glimmer of light, he loosened his muscles and walked towards the lit Junchen Hall.

At the same time, in the green pagoda tree forest on the back mountain of Luoqi, Shen Tangli walked to a gazebo with a case of pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Master Xianzun, check your little apprentice's homework today, is there any gain?"

He put the utensils on the stone table and sat down slowly.

"His life experience needs to be further explored, and his real identity may not be simple." Jing Fan stood at the entrance of the gazebo, looking up at the gloomy sky.

Shen Tangli thought about it: "Besides Yuxiao Palace, could it be that he has a second identity?"

Jing Fan was noncommittal, and lowered his eyes to start another topic: "The boy who is very close to Yun Shuhua, will there be any results?"

"I have sent two parties to check on that person. His background couldn't be more innocent. He is just a playmate who grew up with Yun Shuhua. The rest... are indeed talented, but they are far from the disciples of Yuxiao Palace. level, it should have little to do with Yuxiao Palace."

Playmates who grew up together.

Jing Fan spread out his right hand, on which lay a jade biscuit of ice flower and hibiscus. This jade biscuit was of medium quality, and the level of engraving was not very fine. After a fall, there were faint cracks.

Since they grew up together, what Yun Shuhua said should be true, he has never been out of the Southern Region.

The magic formulas in the palm first appeared, and the jade jade suddenly shone with a white cold light, reflecting a map of stars in the sky.

A gorgeous star river is projected in front of the eyes, and the soft light is shining brightly.

Jing Fan stared intently, his mind gradually calmed down in this quiet night.