Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

"Ah, is that so?" Ye Wanxing was stunned for a moment, with disappointment in his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice, "Then let's visit again in the daytime." 'Master', if you think about it, it is Xiao Xun. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xiao."

"It's late at night, don't bother Fellow Daoist Xiao anymore."

After saying that, he lifted his skirt and turned around, stepped on the copper bell, and walked away lightly.Xiao Xun turned to her back and said, "Master Ye Shan, please go."

After this person disappeared from sight, Xiao Xun pulled the corner of his lips, turned around, and continued to look down at the mountains that were almost out of outline in the dark night, his expression was blurred and difficult to discern.

There is a water clock in Xie Ling's room, when Xiao Xun left the guest house, Xie Ling went to check the time, it has been half an hour now.

Thinking of Xiao Xun's expression before he left and his back when he left, Xie Ling couldn't help being worried.The emotion of the little wolf cub was visible loss.Could it be that something happened after we separated from them?Unlike, according to Xiao Xun's temperament, he would definitely talk to him directly when something happened.

What could be the reason?It's not like I heard that I might have another teacher's wife, and I started to have a little emotion, right?Is having a teacher's wife a bad thing?Not the stepmother.Xie Ling didn't understand, sat in the bedroom for a while, stood for a while, and decided to go out to find Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun was not nearby, but it was not difficult to find someone. Xie Ling spread his spiritual sense outwards and walked over the hills inch by inch. Not long after, he found this person on a certain rock.Xie Ling pushed the door to look for it.

Xiao Xun is located on a cliff, with dense forests behind it, and the mountains in front of him are undulating, with a wide field of vision.There are fireflies in the summer night, fluttering and falling in the void, as if chasing something.Xie Ling carried the lamp that Xiao Xun had given him, and faced the night wind and fireflies, he stepped on the stone slab of the cliff with light steps.

With his back facing him, Xiao Xun changed from the previous standing posture to a sitting posture, grabbed a piece of dogtail grass in his hand, and swung it up and down in circles.The aura exuding from him might be called impatience rather than laziness.

Xie Lingren didn't come to Xiao Xun's side, and threw his voice over first: "Don't sleep in the house, what are you doing here?"

"Master?" Xiao Xun turned his head.Xie Ling got closer to Xiao Xun, seeing his dark eyes illuminated by the firefly light, he was very surprised.

"En." Xie Ling responded.

The stone where Xiao Xun was sitting was spacious, but because he sat in the center impartially, it was difficult to accommodate another person.He moved to the side to make room for Xie Ling.Xie Ling flicked up his sleeves very naturally, sat down beside this man, and put the lantern on the ground.He heard Xiao Xun call out in a low voice: "Master."

"In a bad mood?" Xie Ling tilted his head, his eyes fell on Xiao Xun's side face.The man pursed his lips, and the lines of his face seemed like someone owed him a mountain of gold.

Xiao Xun didn't answer this question, he shook the dog's tail grass in his hand, and asked, "Is Master here to look for me?"

Xie Ling raised her eyebrows and asked him back: "Come here in the middle of the night, if you're not looking for you, are you looking for ghosts?"

Only then did Xiao Xun turn his head away, and glanced at the lamp carved with a wolf pattern, his eyes came to Xie Ling's fingers, then moved up along the fingers, passed over his neck, and fell on him to be illuminated by the clear light of the moon night between his lips, then jerked away, and turned his face away again.

"Then you found it." The voice was very soft, followed by the urn's voice and asked: "Is Master free tomorrow?"

"What do you want to do?"

Xiao Xun said slowly: "Master has always loved calligraphy and painting. There is a good calligraphy and painting shop in the small town. I want to take Master to have a look."

After saying this, Xiao Xun still lowered his head.From Xie Ling's point of view, he was just a little wolf with a drooping tail.Xie Ling had softened her heart and came out to look for him, but now seeing him like this, she felt even more helpless.

Biansheng Xiao Xun also muttered: "Actually, I just... want Master to accompany me for a while."

Xie Ling couldn't bear to reach out and knock on this man's head.He lowered his eyes and raised them again, with a blunt face, he said, "I'll go after practicing the sword."

"... Do you still want to practice swords?"

"When will you finish practicing the sword, and when will you go?"

This is the meaning of agreement, some joy welled up in Xiao Xun's heart, but it was only a little bit.Ye Wanxing said that if she came to visit Xie Ling during the day, she couldn't let her bump into her.Xiao Xun was thinking, and heard Xie Ling say: "Go back."

"Oh." Xiao Xun replied in a low voice.

Xie Ling raised the lantern and got up, Xiao Xun followed behind, glanced at the corner of the man's clothes that was pulled up by the wind, and thought it was a big deal, he got up to practice sword at that time, and practiced until Xie Ling got up.Xie Ling's schedule is very regular, she gets up when the time comes, no matter how much Qingwu Mountain wants to marry with the Dao of the Human World, it is impossible to pick such an early time to visit, right?

This man did what he said, and slept soundly on the bed. At night, he straightened his clothes and pushed the door out, holding a sword and going to the courtyard.

The dew condensed between the branches and leaves has not yet dawned, the lanterns outside the porch under the eaves have been extinguished early, and the brilliance on the sword is the only bright color here.But this sword practice is not very mindful - the sword practitioner's mind is all in Xie Ling's room, always paying attention to the movement inside, and doesn't care if the opponent's movements are off-centered, too light or too heavy.

After an hour, the pointer of the sundial pointed to Mao hour.The sky was still cloudy, but two or three people came to the courtyard with swords in hand—disciples of the human world are all diligent.Xiao Xun said good morning to them, mingled among several of them, throwing swords and dropping swords, and from time to time he asked the people around him for advice.

Xiao Xun became a little more serious, estimated the time and practiced for a while, put away his sword and walked to Xie Ling's main house.

The sun was about to rise, and the clouds in the east seemed to have been painted by someone, and the golden light was so brilliant that it would overflow into the mountains.Xie Ling lifted the quilt and got up, washed, changed her pajamas and combed her hair, opened the door, and what she saw was Xiao Xun sitting on the stone steps with her back to him.The man's silver-haired head shook slightly, and he held something in his hand, as if he was doing something delicate.

Hearing the noise from the door, the silver-haired head turned back, his eyes were full of light, and his words were pleasantly surprised: "Master, you are up."

Xie Ling tilted his head and looked at the things in this man's hand: a file and a small piece of wood, it seemed that he was doing wood carving.

"You are early today." Xie Ling said.

Xiao Xun got up from the steps, threw the file and wood into his sleeves, smiled and said: "The apprentice has practiced swords."

"Have practiced?" Xie Ling didn't believe it, he knew this guy's laziness, he would sleep until the sun was up, practice sword only in the afternoon and night.

Xiao Xun had been prepared for a long time, raised his hand and pointed to the courtyard outside the flower hall, and said, "All fellow practitioners can testify."

Naturally, Xie Ling would not go over to ask for proof, and understood why this guy was guarding his door early in the morning, so he pulled back his sleeves and said "Let's go".

They left by the side door.Xie Ling walked half a step ahead of Xiao Xun, chose an unmanned road, and went down the mountain at the same pace as usual.

The small town at the foot of the mountain was not much different from what Xie Ling saw yesterday morning, the streets were deserted, but when they came to the street where food was sold, the smoke of the food evaporated, making it look warm again.Xiao Xun led Xie Ling into a breakfast shop, ate the special soup here, and then went to the calligraphy and painting shop he mentioned.

This is a street that Xie Ling hadn't walked through two nights ago. There were several pavilions selling calligraphy and painting.

He admired these calligraphy and paintings carefully, Xiao Xun walked behind, and let the boss's buddies wrap up anything that Xie Ling looked at twice.

After turning around the first store for a quarter of an hour, the two returned to the street.Xiao Xun stuffed brocade boxes one after another into his sleeve, and said, "Master, the picture of peach blossoms should be hung in the study room, and the picture of birds fighting for food should be hung in the cabinet room, that room is a bit dull..."

Xie Ling glanced at this man's behavior, and sighed: "It doesn't have to be like this." What he said meant that he didn't need to buy everything he thought was good or good.

"Then I can only tell people, 'It's all wrapped from here to here'." Xiao Xun put the last box away, raised his hands, made an exaggerated gesture, and said with bent eyes.

Xie Ling looked at Xiao Xun expressionlessly, but saw that this guy was full of righteousness and righteousness, his dark eyes were still bright, smashing the sunlight, and he was so beautiful.

Xie Ling gave up first, but then thought, he gave Xiao Xun a lot of spirit stones, which is equivalent to giving Xiao Xun a lot of money. In the current situation, it can be said that Xiao Xun used his money to decorate his room.This felt rather strange, he turned his head and didn't say thank you to this person.

When Xie Ling walked into the next calligraphy and painting shop, Xiao Xun's behavior was a little restrained, but only slightly. Before leaving the shop, he still packed several works.

"It's rare to come out, and I have to bring something back to give to fellow practitioners. Master's vision is very good." Xiao Xun said solemnly to Xie Ling.

……Fine.Xie Ling couldn't say anything.

I looked at one store after another, and when I looked up, several hours had passed.

It was afternoon, and almost all the restaurants were closed, only the hot pot restaurant on the corner was still welcoming customers. Xiao Xun was a humble and quiet place, and three meals a day were indispensable. Xie Ling walked into the restaurant with him.

Beef, pork, duck blood, goose intestines and tripe, Xiao Xun ordered almost all the dishes in the shop, and it took another hour to finish this meal.

Xiao Xun threw a cleansing technique on himself and Xie Ling, and with a sleeve of calligraphy and paintings on his back, Xie Ling walked at a pace like a walk, and walked back to the mountain in the setting sun.

It is quiet on all sides, and the branches and leaves of vegetation are half gold and half green.Xiao Xun was in front and pushed open the door of the guest house for Xie Ling. Just as the two walked in, a disciple hurried over, saluted Xie Ling, and said: "Mr. Xue Sheng, several sects are here to visit you today. yes……"

There were three groups of people who came to visit Xie Ling today, Qingwu Mountain came in the afternoon, and the owner of the mountain came in person.After hearing this, Xie Ling secretly said how wonderful it is.Although he was ready to reject directly, meeting would always be awkward, and he never missed too many of them.

Xiao Xun behind him lowered his eyes, squeezed the antlers hanging on his chest, feeling a little better,

Xie Ling replied "Understood", and returned to her room.Xiao Xun followed in, lit up all the lamps in the room, lit incense, and hung up a few newly bought paintings before bidding farewell to Xie Ling and leaving.

Xie Ling watched him go away, and sat behind the desk.

Although he had been walking around the town for a day, he didn't feel tired. He ate some pastries brought from the mountain, drank another sip of tea, and opened a book he hadn't finished reading by the lamp on the table.

Gradually, the night engulfed the twilight, and descended into the mountains indiscriminately.There was no cicada chirping outside the window, but the chirping of insects kept going, and the chirping was really noisy.Xie Ling closed the window, leaned back in the chair, and turned to the next page of the book she had read.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, followed by a woman's cry, which came suddenly, softly and pleasantly:

"Mr. Xuesheng, Mr. Xuesheng."

"Mr. Xuesheng, are you there?"

"Mr. Xuesheng, I know you are here, I saw you coming back from outside..."

These were not the voices of the two female disciples of the Human World, they appeared more silently than the night.

There is an enchantment in the guest house, except for the owner's house and the disciples of the human world, no one can enter.There are oddities.Xie Ling was vigilant, but not afraid. While putting down the book and releasing his consciousness, he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The figure outside the door slightly bowed his knees, and saluted Xie Ling inside the door: "Mr. Xuesheng, little girl Ye Wanxing, please forgive me for asking to see you rashly." The tone was obviously pleasantly surprised by Xie Ling's response.

Ye Wanxing, I don't know him.

Wait, Ye Wanxing?Isn't that the name of the owner of Qingwu Mountain?

Xie Ling was shocked.

"Mr. Xuesheng, please open the door. I have something very important, really important..." The person outside the door said again, with a low voice, pleading.

Xie Ling sighed in his heart.

Everyone is here, and he is still the owner of the mountain, so it's inconvenient to just show off.Xie Ling was unwilling to get up, went to open the door, and said to the people outside with a sullen face: "I don't know why Master Ye came to visit late at night, why?"

The woman has a pretty face, wearing light cherry-colored clothes, combed a generous yet playful bun, and her eyes are so lively that she can talk. When she saw Xie Ling, she immediately looked around, and her already soft voice It was more detailed: "Mr. Xuesheng, can we talk in the house?"

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, out of etiquette, Xie Ling turned sideways to make way, and raised his hand in a salute: "Please."

He didn't close the door, but saw Ye Wanxing close the door lightly and cast a spell to isolate the sound.

Ye Wanxing bowed to Xie Ling again, with a graceful and graceful gesture, then lowered his eyes and whispered, "Mr. Xuesheng, Qingwu Mountain is planning to propose marriage to the world."

Xie Ling put on a cold face: "I heard something."

Ye Wanxing's expression became timid, and she cast a cautious glance at him, her cheeks flushed slightly: "They want me to marry you."

Xie Ling: "..."

Xie Ling was in a bad mood, and glanced around, panicking over whether to "invite" Ye Wanxing out directly, or say sorry first, and then "invite" him out, Ye Wanxing raised his tone , "Mr. Xuesheng, please don't agree! Please don't agree!"

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Xiao Xun: What sound?