The decent boss always wants to attack me

"No way."

When he said this, his voice was very vague, and the young master couldn't hear him clearly, so he asked again: "What?"

Chu Xiu raised his face, showed a smile, and said obediently: "You decide."

He smiled and added: "Elder brother."

Favorability -2, blackening value +2.

Bai Qing slightly opened his lips, looking demented.

[Host, your image has collapsed. 】

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, controlled his expression, and murmured: "Don't worry, I'll go after you recover from injury."

Chu Xiu turned over and turned his back to Bai Qing.

The next day.

Bai Qing woke up from the pain.

He also woke up on time, and it was still the time when the dawn broke.

He gritted his teeth and got out of bed to look for medicine. He casually took a bottle of shaking and poured it into his mouth randomly. The small black pills tasted a bit astringent.

The medicine melted in the mouth, and when it poured into the throat, it was as cool as ice water.

After the pain subsided, he turned his head to look at Chu Xiu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, Qiwu Gate has half moonlight and half facing the sun, with a clear boundary, and even the fiery red clouds are neatly connected into a line.

Now it's time for him to take care of the little ancestor.

Before he could get his breakfast back, he was stopped by a group of juniors and juniors.

"Eldest brother, help us to see the sword technique!"

"That's right, Senior Brother, you were too powerful to defeat Senior Brother Feng Song that day, and your swordsmanship is superb, we can't help ourselves!"

Bai Qingdan touched his left rib in pain.

Isn't this killing him?

But most of the people surrounding him were female disciples.

He glanced in the direction of the bedroom in embarrassment. If the little ancestor didn't see him when he woke up, his favorability would probably have to be blown up again.

The eldest young master stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a cold face: "Another day."

His indifferent appearance persuaded a few disciples to dismiss, but there were still a few junior sisters who came over and said to him specifically: "Senior brother, do you want to come to the Golden Moon Hall to pay respects to the third elder today?"

"Three elders?"

"It's our master, the three elders of the Qiwumen, sometimes get together on weekdays, and today they happen to be in the Golden Moon Hall."

Bai Qing nodded: "I know."

When I turned to leave, I heard them talking excitedly: "The elder brother will come, maybe the younger brother will come too! It would be great if I could talk to him!"

The social butterfly is white.

Heh, no vision, isn't he prettier than Chu Xiusheng?

When we returned to the dormitory, the sky had already softened a lot. The little ancestor was lying on his side, and the quilt on his body was kicked to the ground by him, forming a ball, as if someone was hiding inside.

Bai Qing stepped forward helplessly and covered him with the quilt, but the man suddenly turned over, and his head happened to be resting on his hand.

With his soft cheek pressed against the back of his hand, the young man seemed to be in a drowsy sleep, and then stretched out his hand to hug his arm.

Being pulled, Bai Qing's center of gravity was unstable, and he slipped with the person and fell beside him. The moment he fell down, he hurriedly stood up, fearing that the little ancestor would be crushed.

Then, he was hugged by Chu Xiu.

The hug was so tight that the ribs were hurting from the pressure.

The sleepy face slowly approached, and he saw the boy half-closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bai Qing... I thought you left again."

......

You kicked the emotional quilt out of bed by yourself. Have you lost your temper once?

Chu Xiu didn't know how to complain about Bai Qing in his heart, and the strength in his hands was even stronger, the strength to rub Bai Qing into his body.

The young master's face was flushed and he was holding back.

motherfucker.

He stretched out his hand and embraced Chu Xiu in a more domineering posture than him, rubbed his face hard, and said in a hoarse voice on purpose: "You don't trust me that much, huh?"

This sentence was a bit ambiguous, and the light "En?" made Chu Xiu's face blush.

He hurriedly let go of his hands and sat up.

Bai Qing was very satisfied with his reaction. Sure enough, the little ancestor's temperament was that when others put on a straight face, he was about to start flirting.

Once other people start flirting, he becomes ashamed.

When Chu Xiu got out of bed, Bai Qing was about to help him up, but saw the young man standing up by himself, which was quite different from the trembling appearance yesterday.

Isn't this recovery speed a bit too much?

[The host should not underestimate the panacea of ​​Qiwumen, it is still very useful! 】

...then me?

[The host doesn't have spiritual roots, so the mortal body is of course worse. 】

He's such a tough villain.

When the boy saw a table of breakfast, his expression froze for a moment. He raised his head and asked, "Bai Qing, did you go out to get these?"

Bai Qing was a little dissatisfied, and brought him breakfast early in the morning, not to mention that he was grateful, but it wouldn't be in such a tone.

He lazily responded.

Seeing his appearance, Chu Xiu sat beside Bai Qing and stretched out his hand to tug on Bai Qing's sleeve, and said with a smile, "I'm very happy."

The young master looked up at him.

Chu Xiu smiled happily, with two shallow dimples on his lips, and his teeth were like shellfish, harmless to humans and animals.

As if he was really happy.

It's just that the favorability has not changed at all.

Chu Xiu reached out to lift the lid of the sapphire bowl, leaned over and shrugged his nose like a puppy, and said softly, "Bai Qing, you can go out and say hello to me later."

"...it is good."

Chu Xiu smiled at him again.

After he finished his meal, Bai leaned his chin and asked him: "I'll go to the Golden Moon Palace later, can you go?"

He definitely didn't want to see girls.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiu shook his head lightly: "No."

"kindness..."

Well, it doesn't matter if you don't go.

Bai Qing blinked: "Then you have a good rest, I'll be back later."

The boy stopped him suddenly, and took out a small jade box: "Take it with you."

"what is this?"

This interrogative sentence is just a polite word, Bai Qing has already opened it, a bunch of shining jewelry fans.

It was the gold jade that was snatched by bandits.

Chu Xiu pushed the little jade box into his arms again, didn't look at him, but urged: "Go quickly."

"..."

The decoration of Jinyue Hall is gorgeous and extravagant, and the dress of the disciples under the door is also slightly different from the disciples under Han Dongyun's seat.

The Taoist robes are all the same style, but they will make some small changes themselves, such as embroidering a floral pattern on the neckline with silver thread, and for example, the hairpins used by nuns will be decorated with golden feathers and flowers.

The ingenious changes show the unique style of this teacher's ethos.

The three elders of the Golden Moon Palace are Elder Man Yue, Elder Yuan Mie, and Elder Zhen Yuan.

It is said that these three elders have existed since the beginning of Qiwumen. Over the years, people have changed groups after groups, but their status has not changed.

In Qiwumen, if Shuang Zun can be regarded as the weapon of the town faction and the person who decides major events, then the existence of these three people lies in supervision.

At the same time, it balances the relationship between the various sects within Qiwumen, and is also responsible for coordinating the survival of the sect.

The small jade box inside the sleeve was a bit heavy, and when Bai Qing entered the hall, the three of them sat upright like a bodhisattva.

Elder Full Moon is a woman, wearing a five-color brocade plate and gold embroidered satin skirt, a pendant moon hairpin slanted in her hair, moth eyebrows and white teeth, she looks like she is in her twenties. A gentle smile, very friendly.

Elder Yuan Mie could only use one word to describe him: mourning.

It seems that he has a temperament after being enlightened, which is very consistent with his nickname.

Elder Zhenyuan had a stern face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a man of justice.

Bai Qing first exchanged pleasantries, explained in a few words why he came late, and then went through a process to serve tea.

But they don't seem to care about that at all.

The look of hesitating.

The eldest young master touched the jade box in his sleeve with his fingertips, and thought to himself, damn it, is this thing for them?Justifiable bribery?

Can they have it?

He has never bribed others so openly...

Looking up, he saw that the expressions of the three of them were even more difficult than his.

Bai Qing sighed inwardly, it is really not easy for a cultivator.

He took out the jade box from his bosom, and went forward to offer it: "Elders, I heard that you are interested in my father's paintings and calligraphy, so I specially found some good ones when I went up the mountain this time, and I hope you can accept them."

It's ridiculous, how could such a small jade box hold calligraphy and paintings.

He himself was a little embarrassed, he put the jade box in front of the case, stepped back a few steps and stood aside.

The few people in the seat seemed to be relieved, and he heard Elder Zhenyuan say: "I have a heart."

"Lingtang is worried that you are not used to coming to the Qiwumen, so in the future, he will send someone to send some silk and medicinal herbs. You remember to go there at the end of every month."

Bai Qing recalled that Cheng Boru had become a shareholder.

The reason why he was able to come to Qiwumen might have something else hidden.

Man Yue suddenly straightened up and walked towards him, the faintly fragrant and dark fragrance clusters around her body were like morning glow, smelling it in the nose made people feel a little bit ecstatic.

She looked around as she walked, and slightly parted her crimson lips:

"Young master of the Bai family, your roots are really good. If you feel unhappy under Shuang Zun's family, I can welcome you here at any time."

She looks like the big sister next door, but her voice is charming when she speaks, her icy and clean face smiles with her, the corners of her eyes seem to be dyed with an enchanting rouge, and there is a faint smell on her body that makes people feel dizzy fragrance.

Very demonic.

Bai Qing shuddered.

"Thank you, Elder Man Yue, for your kindness. Master has treated me very well."

Man Yue walked around him slowly, looking at him with more wanton eyes, every word she uttered wished she could fly around in the sky before falling down.

"Really? I heard that Shuang Zun doesn't like you, but only likes that true disciple Chu Xiu."

Bai Qing said solemnly: "The elder was joking, in a few days the disciple will be the disciple under Shuang Zun's seat."

Man Yue smiled coquettishly, and wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Yuan Mie.

"Don't be mad."

The Golden Moon Palace fell into silence.

Zhen Yuan took over the conversation: "Most of Man Yue's disciples are female disciples, and they practice charms. When they meet male disciples, they will use them to test them out and identify their Taoism."

Bai Qing had a look of sudden realization: "So that's the case. Dare I ask Elder Man Yue, is the disciple's Taoist heart pure?"

Man Yue was still rolling her eyes at Yuan Mie.

Destiny does not move like a bell.

Zhenyuan coughed a few times, and she gouged out her eyes a few more times, then she came down the steps, with a somewhat normal voice: "Shang Ke, I'll wait for you to move from the Hanling Palace to my Confused Heart Palace."

Bai Qing suppressed the desire to complain, the name sounded like a whore.

After bidding farewell to the three elders, Bai Qing returned to the dormitory amidst the female disciples watching.

In vain, the girl in Jinyue Palace is not as good-looking as Chu Xiu.

When I came back, the bedroom was empty.

Chu Xiu was not waiting for him in the hall.

The idea of ​​whether to go to him only lingered in his mind for two seconds, and he decisively chose to go to Han Dongyun.

Chu Xiu is the protagonist, so what can happen.

The effect of the few small pills he took in the morning is almost gone now, and he can feel the broken bone start acting like a demon again.

Bursts of dull pain.

He randomly stuffed a few more pills into his mouth, took the bottle of medicine and went out.