What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

After a short period of horror, Xu Chuilu found something else in it.

Xiao Fangdao is molesting—no, can molesting a straight girl be called molesting? It's called a joke.

Joke with her? ...that's a rare thing.

When friends or classmates reunite, few people are willing to chat with her, because she will neither show embarrassment or anger, nor will she make jokes and laugh in agreement.Her personality is dull and boring, and the companions who are familiar with this will treat her as a jade Buddha next to her, not to be cold, but not to be enthusiastic.

Right now, there are only her and Xiao Fangdao in this room, it seems that there is no need to activate the atmosphere, Xiao Fangdao is tired of watching her eat, and he is in a hurry?

"Then... the suzerain is willing to teach me martial arts?"

Xiao Fangdao nodded: "Naturally, what do you want to learn?"

Oh, so crazy.

There are so many schools of martial arts, who dare to say that they are proficient in all of them?Even if she is talented enough to understand even a little bit, and those secret books are regarded as treasures and hidden away by various sects, and they are not public resources for anyone to use, how can she be sure that she can teach the martial arts she said?

What if I want to learn Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Figures with golden bells and iron cloth shirts?

Of course, Xu Chuilu only dared to provoke in his mind, but he still said meekly: "The patriarch's disciples will study hard."

"What do you think of the Yumen Kungfu?"

Xu Chuilu's eyes suddenly brightened.

It's not that she is interested in dual cultivation, but she just wants to know whether this kind of cultivation secret method of getting one step to the sky without any effort is real?

She thought about it: "I don't know much about Yumen, I have only heard some rumors that I don't know if they are true or not."

Xiao Fangdao smiled strangely: "I mean what do you think is so good about the martial arts shown by those two people today, and I didn't ask you about these nonsense."

Oh.

But she, a person who doesn't know martial arts, can see the beauty. If she can distinguish the two sides of the battle, she has excellent eyesight, okay?

But how can the suzerain's question be perfunctory, she can only make up casually: "One is as sluggish as a deep pool of mud, and the other is as strong as a scorching sun, and there is no similarity at all..."

"But the martial arts of both of them are not as good as that of the sect master. It can be seen that the martial arts of the Jueqing sect are far stronger than Yumen."

Flattering is never wrong.

Xiao Fangdao stared at her: "How much do you understand my martial arts?"

"I don't understand, but my disciple understands the truth that the winner is stronger than the loser."

"Forget it, Yumen martial arts has too high requirements for the qualifications of practitioners, and you can't learn it."

Xu Chuilu couldn't help being curious, where is the height?face?

"You're interested in them?"

"..."

If you don't admit it, it's hypocritical, and if you admit it, you'll be suspected of eating inside and outside.

Xu Chuilu said in a low voice, "After all, he is the great enemy of our sect. If I don't humbly ask for advice, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect myself if I fall into the enemy's hands in the future."

"You are somewhat self-aware, but my disciple will not fall into the hands of the enemy." Xiao Fang picked out a soft evil at the end of his eyes, "Rather than being humiliated by others, it is better for me to end her."

Xu Chuilu didn't dare to answer.

"Knowing that fear is a good thing, the rumors about Yumen are not credible at all." Her gaze fell on the swaying wick in the copper lamp, "The way of heaven is self-balancing, gains and losses are equal, just relying on evil and indulgence can greatly increase your power It's vixen, not quack people."

"……I see."

He knew that Zhaolu's information was not reliable at all. In this world, even outsiders like her with golden fingers must abide by the law of conservation. No matter how paradoxical the behavior of Yumen people, it is impossible to get rid of this principle.

She understood the truth, but was inexplicably disappointed.

[Host, I do not have the authority to obtain the secrets of various factions, I can only provide "common sense" that conforms to the cognition of most ordinary people. ]

[... Rumors are just rumors, but also common sense. 】

"In short, evil spirits and heretics are not advisable. You have not yet set foot in Jianghu affairs, so don't be contaminated with unhealthy trends from the very beginning."

The words are good words, but from the mouth of a demon sect master, there is something wrong.

Xu Chuilu nodded: "I would like to follow the patriarch's instruction."

Xiao Fangdao felt slightly relieved, and tapped the table twice with his fingertips: "It's late, go wash the dishes."

A layer of lard that was about to solidify was floating on the small half bowl of noodle soup, swimming in the shadow cast by wooden chopsticks.

Xu Chuilu thought of the piece of meat that was snatched by her, and Xiao Fangdao's movements were too fast, so fast that she couldn't remember whether it really happened.So she raised her eyes quietly, trying to find "evidence" from her, but unfortunately the man's face was as usual, with no regrets, but fortunately, there was a little moist and shiny oil on his lips, which showed the fact that she snatched food.

She had never seen Xiao Fangdao eating.

She is too beautiful to be real, too strong to be real, and she doesn't even follow the rules of ordinary people in her daily life... But at this moment, at this moment, a corner of her "inhuman" mask was finally peeled off, and she jumped out. A clumsy smoke.

That was far more impressive than her stunning sword strike against Bai Xingyun...

God shakes his mind.

Xu Chuilu quickly lowered his eyebrows to hide the slight embarrassment of silently watching, and before Xiao Fangdao became suspicious, he put away the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the room.

The oil lamp in the kitchen was still on, like a gentle servant waiting for her master to return, sending a leisurely invitation to her.The pot on the stove has been cleaned, and there is a steaming Choshi next to it.

Xu Chuilu reached out and touched the outer wall of Choshi, it was hot, it should have been burnt just now.

That weird feeling came out again——what did Xiao Fangdao burn this pot of water that he didn't need?Wouldn't it be for her?

Firewood is precious, and she doesn't use much hot water except for drinking and bathing, so there is no need to wash this small bowl.

Maybe Xiao Fangdao has other uses, what if she wants to wash her hands and face later?

Xu Chuilu drained the water stains from the bowls and chopsticks and put them back in place, intending to go back and ask Xiao Fangdao if he had any orders, but when she stepped into the door, she saw nothingness.

Xiao Fangdao was nowhere to be seen, but agarwood was lit in the incense burner on the case.

Xu Chuilu knew that this thing could soothe the nerves and help sleep, so she thought that the other party fell asleep first when she suddenly felt sleepy, so she stepped lightly and planned to go to the bedside to check.

However, before reaching the bed, the moment she saw the neat quilt, she knew that she was wrong.

How could Xiao Fangdao sleep here?

...It is obvious that it has gone to retreat.

She thought it would be impolite to leave suddenly without saying hello, but after thinking about it, she felt that the other party didn't need to explain this to herself. After all, Xiao Fangdao was the master of Youxinju.

I just don't know what to do with this incense, and I'm worried about her sleep quality?

She sat at the table for a while, lamenting that the fragrance was delicious, but it was a bit cold.Only when he looked up did he realize that the doors in the house were wide open, and it wasn't the incense that was cold, but the night wind.

The window was also opened by Xiao Fangdao.

Walking to the window, she felt like she was playing a puzzle game, guessing what Xiao Fangdao was thinking before leaving based on the scattered clues in the house.

The autumn night is very cold, Xiao Fangdao will not be so hot that she wants to open the window, and with her personality, she will not suddenly want to look at the mountain scenery and moonlight from the window.

Seeing the mottled red paint on the window lattice, Xu Chuilu suddenly felt something hit her brain.

Since he could smell the bloody smell, how could Xiao Fangdao be slower than her?

The sound of frogs, drums, and cicadas in the forest instantly became extremely noisy, and the sound of bamboo and leaves in the deep mountains could distract her mind.Sobriety is the antidote to confusion, and enlightenment is the precursor to insomnia.

She didn't remember whether she fell asleep that night, but she only remembered that she ran to the latrine several times in the middle of the night because she drank all the hot water in Choshi.

……

In the early morning of the next day, she received Xuan Jian's breakfast again.The relationship between the other party and her is not as cold as before. After she became Xiao Fangdao's disciple, she was the same generation as Xuan Jian, and her uncle became a senior sister.

Because of this relationship, she felt that her food and treatment had gone up to a new level, and Xuan Jian actually stayed to watch her eat this time, provided that today's homework was not so stressful.

After leaving Xuanjian for a while, Xu Chuilu walked along the long steps in the courtyard to the dark room.

She felt that it was still necessary to do something for this "master", otherwise she was very worried that Xiao Fangdao might not live to the day when he would formally teach her martial arts.

Sure enough, the smell down here was very bad.

Xiao Fangdao sat in the center of the circular stone like a ghost, with bloodstains on the ground, and the scene was extremely strange, as if it was the scene of a living sacrifice ceremony.

Xu Chuilu paused, quickly stepped on the stone steps and ran back to the yard, and then came back with a bucket of water.

Xiao Fang knife scratched her with the eye blade: "What are you going to do?"

"Wipe the floor for you."

"……Need not."

Xu Chuilu insisted abnormally: "No, otherwise the disciple will not be able to eat all day today, and will vomit out the breakfast that Xuanjian sent."

"..."

"Thank you, disciple first thank suzerain on behalf of Xuanjian."

Xu Chuilu let out a long sigh of relief, and dipped the rag into the bucket.

The author has something to say: I did not expect this development.