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This silence lasted most of the day.

Cheng Yuzhi said that he would not talk to you, but in fact, the kid couldn’t hold back his words, and started babbling out. Since the master forcibly opened his mouth to look at his teeth, he complained straightforwardly: “Who’s kid doesn’t like it? Eating candy!"

He lay on top of the mirror, tilted his head, and tapped on the mirror, his hands felt cold.

Xiao Cheng whispered again: "Speak, talk, what's your name?"

There was no movement in the mirror, it was as quiet as if Jing Ling had run away from home, Xiao Cheng expressed his disappointment.

Regardless of the a lot of dust on the floor of the warehouse, he rolled on the mirror and rolled himself into a corner, pressing the big mirror on his forehead.

It was so heavy, Xiao Cheng resentfully put it back on the ground.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "It's better for senior brother, senior brother will never let me eat candy."

He thought for a while, and wanted to bite his fingertips, but when he looked down, he found that his hands were covered with dust, Xiao Cheng, who loves cleanliness, immediately wiped his body, disgusted.

"Although he sometimes talks a lot like Master, he really likes them."

He rolled over again: "I'm hungry."

"Are you here, are you here, are you here—"

The kid obviously didn't have much energy, probably because he was used up by his senior brother to practice swords, and now his limbs are limp, and he can't wait to grab his senior brother and master's hem, tearing up and wanting to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

No, there are no sweet and sour pork ribs!

Brother lied to him!Master lied to him too!

Cheng Yunzhi was so hungry, his whole body was pressed against the mirror, the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, he bit down on the side of the mirror, and found that his teeth had hit the mirror surface, and there was no smell at all, so he poohed in disgust.

Mirror:"……"

It was like being kissed by someone.

Jing Ling still didn't respond, she must have gone out to play, Cheng Yunzhi sighed old-fashionedly, leaned back, and huddled himself in a corner.

He thought: If you fall asleep, you won’t be hungry.

This sleep lasted for most of the day, the sunlight outside the window gradually faded, and night fell.

The shouts outside the room became louder and louder, the young Daoxiu almost exhausted his strength, shouting at the top of his voice, panic spread, for fear that the little junior brother would just disappear.

"The--"

"It came out—"

"Master made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs! Where are you!"

The old man in the white robe was also full of anxiety. He was such a small apprentice, why did he run away by himself!

Yu Ziframe asked: "Master, has he gone down the mountain?"

Master pinched his fingers and figured out that Cheng Yuzhi was still on the mountain: "No, he's still on top."

"Then where has he been hiding! It's been several hours and he's still hiding, there must be a limit to losing his temper!"

Yu Ziframe was very angry, and the wrist holding the sword hilt at his waist was trembling slightly: "Did I, Yu Ziframe, treat him badly? When did I ever lie to him!"

The old man with the white beard watched his heart carefully. After all, he was the one who caused today's mess.

"Oh," he sighed, "I wanted to make him sweet and sour pork ribs for dinner, but now it's so late, even if I find out, I won't be able to eat the big meat, and I'm probably going to be angry again."

Yu Ziframe: "Then don't eat it! He's used to it."

His natal sword was slightly hot in the scabbard, as if to tell him something.

Yu Ziframe lowered his head slightly, and saw a series of small footprints left on the soft dirt road, continuing to the bluestone floor tiles not far away.

The expression of the young Daoxiu relaxed slightly, and he finally grasped the hope: "I found it!"

They followed the path and eventually stopped in front of the warehouse door.

The door of the warehouse was opened a small crack, it didn't look like a thief had come, so there was only one possibility.

The white-bearded old man coughed, and was about to go in to teach the child, but was stopped by Yu Ziframe.

Master: "...what are you doing?"

Yu Ziframe: "You can't scare him into tears when you go in? I'll scold him."

The old man with the white beard thought to himself, just you?

But in the end, he silently followed behind the butt of the big apprentice, and followed into the warehouse.

Not far away, Yu Ziframe suddenly raised his finger, held his breath, and motioned him to hold back his voice: "There is the sound of breathing."

Indeed, a shallow, snoring-like breath appeared in the depths of the warehouse.

The old Taoist also nodded, solemnly pushed aside the shelf, and walked in lightly.

Soon, in the innermost corner, I saw Cheng Yunzhi who was soundly asleep.

The master suppressed his voice: "Fall asleep! We searched for him all afternoon, and ended up sleeping here?!"

The child doesn't know the lesson if he doesn't beat him, the white-bearded old man rolled up his sleeves, and was about to knock Cheng Yun's palm, but at a critical moment, he was stopped by the big apprentice again, half of his aura was lost.

Yu Ziframe was confident: "He is only so old and knows something!"

Master: "..."

The master couldn't believe it: "You didn't want to spoil him just now!"

Yu Ziframe: "Then you can't disturb him to sleep!"

The young Daoxiu rolled his eyes, gathered up the little junior brother, hugged him, and walked out of the warehouse. The master was full of puzzlement, and he walked around with his head on his buttocks.

The master said sullenly, "Then, what about the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Yu Ziframe thought for a while, and gave him a good idea: "Use spells to freeze him, as long as he can't eat it tomorrow."

The old white beard said: "...?"

If you are so spoiled, if you are a brat, you will be pissed off sooner or later!

After another walk, they arrived in front of Cheng Yunzhi's house.

Yu Ziframe only felt that there was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and the little junior was lying on his stomach obediently, sleeping, and he didn't know what the dream of ribs was.

The master walked behind and reminded him: "It's getting cold at night, change the quilt for him."

The young Daoxiu responded and looked back at their small sect.

There is only him in the entire sect, the master and the junior junior brother who have not yet grown up, not even a living creature.

Under the darkness of night, a few small buildings are covered with stars and moons, casting vague shadows on the open space, without the splendor of other sects, and without the prosperity of others.

Yes, and only the three of them.

He suddenly felt that revitalizing the sect depended on his strength.He is the eldest disciple of this generation, and the only adult disciple, a Taoist cultivator with strength.

The junior brother is still so young, there is no need to rely on him.

Yu Ziframe stopped his thoughts, sent Cheng Yuzhi to sleep on the bed, came out and said to his master, "Master, what do you think we should build a Lingmen Temple?"

The master looked at him: "What's the use? It's just the three of us, what kind of Lingmen Hall do we want?"

Yu Ziframe explained patiently: "If the sect is to flourish in the future, the Lingmen Hall for storing disciples' life cards is indispensable. Even if it is built on a smaller scale, it is still necessary."

The master stroked his chin: "It's up to you to decide, although it sounds good."

Cheng Yunzhi woke up with the crisp sound of a string of broken jade colliding.

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw the elder martial brother who got up early to practice sword standing beside his bed, stretching out his hand to shake the two strings of broken jade on the bedside.

Clinking, like ice floes chewed in the mouth in summer, it is extraordinarily cool.

Xiao Cheng turned over, hugged the quilt, and said softly: "Brother just wants to sleep a little longer..."

Suddenly realized that something was wrong with my senior brother, why didn't I speak for a long time when I came in?

Cheng Yuzhi opened his eyes in confusion, and finally remembered what happened yesterday.

He ran into the warehouse, then fell asleep, woke up this morning, and found that he had returned to the bedroom, and the elder brother was standing beside him, staring at him quietly.

One of them sniffled and sat up slowly.

He shrugged his head: "...Brother."

Compared with ordinary children, Cheng Yunzhi is much more intelligent, so some simple key points can be understood as soon as he talks about them.

It must be that after he accidentally fell asleep, master and senior brother looked for him for a long time.

In the end, she carried him back to the house without any complaints, covered him with a quilt, watched him sleep, and then left with peace of mind.

Xiao Cheng whimpered, moved over slowly, and hugged Senior Brother's waist.

Yu Ziframe was full of words that he wanted to teach his junior, but all the words were stuck in his throat.

He squinted his eyes and listened to the little junior brother acting coquettishly.

In the end, Cheng Yuzhi said sullenly: "...it won't happen in the future."

The elder martial brother squeezed his head vigorously, but he couldn't say anything, and finally he could only choke out a sentence: "The sweet and sour pork ribs that master made for you last night are still frozen on the table."

Cheng Yuzhi opened his eyes wide, never expecting that Master and Senior Brother did not lie to him!

Very good!From then on, he was the happiest little apprentice in the sect!

Xiao Cheng was very happy!

He hurriedly jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen, but was chased by his brother again, asking him to put on his socks.

Of course, Cheng Yunzhi did not forget that mysterious mirror.

Turning around, he sneaked into the warehouse again, pulled the mirror out of the gap in the corner, and carefully wiped the dust on the mirror with his sleeve.

Senior brother was waiting for him outside the warehouse: "Are you ready?"

Cheng Yunzhi ran out and raised his hands high: "Senior brother, senior brother! I want this!"

Yu Ziframe looked at it, confused: "Is it just this mirror? Don't look at anything else after that? There are still many years of savings from Master in it."

This mirror doesn't look special at all, and even the pattern cast on the side is monotonous and boring. Logically speaking, it won't attract children.

Cheng Yuzhi shook his head firmly: "This is what I want."

Showed it to the master, the master was as puzzled as the elder brother; "That's it?"

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember when he got this mirror, and he couldn't remember what was weird about this mirror.

Cheng Yuzhi nodded: "I heard it talking yesterday!"

The expressions of the master and the elder brother became serious at the same time, and they said in unison: "Jingling?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while, then pointed to the mirror: "But it ignored me later, so I wanted to talk to it."

There was no problem at all, the master graciously stuffed the mirror into his arms, and Cheng Yuzhi happily ran away holding the mirror.

It wasn't until the little apprentice left that the white-bearded old man realized something.

Just now, after a glimpse, I saw three words engraved under the mirror: "Transparent Mirror."

He chewed: "What is a transparent mirror?"

Cheng Yuzhi went back to the house with the mirror in his arms, sat on the bed, knocked on the mirror generously, and said loudly, "From today onwards, you are mine!"

Mirror:"……"

Cheng Yunzhi tapped on the mirror again, bringing the other party's attention to him.

Xiao Cheng leaned on the mirror again: "What's your name?"

Mirror:"……"

Xiao Cheng: "If you don't have a name, I'll pick one for you and call it a dog..."

The other end of the mirror made a sound at the right time, the adult Daoist's voice was a little unreal, but Xiao Cheng couldn't hear it.

"Darkness."

Like snow on a high mountain, that voice seems to never leave the altar.

"This is my name. If you have nothing to do, just comprehend this sentence, and don't bother me again until you comprehend it, okay?"

As he spoke, he read a short but obscure sentence, which made Cheng Yuzhi's face wrinkle.

I finally got rid of the nagging and annoying children, and I no longer have to cry out like being urged by a transparent mirror when I am practicing.

The voice on the other side of the mirror finally showed a little satisfaction: "Okay, that's it."

The next day, Cheng Yunzhi lay on the mirror again.

He uttered the correct insight aloud, announcing: "I've figured it out, so you're going to talk to me!"

The mirror was silent for a while, and asked, "What's your name?"

Cheng Yunzhi said dissatisfiedly, "I'll call him, call me! Quickly call me!"

Mirror:"……"

The other side was silent for a long time, and under Cheng Yunzhi's urging, he exhaled heavily.

"It is."