Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Shi Yuan is a smart child. Shen Zhexue has been in charge of classes for so many years, and he has never seen such a personality. As Shi Yuan is so obedient and well-behaved, he is the student who should be the most worry-free.

It is also the most easily overlooked.

His personality is relatively passive, his mind is delicate, and he is the best at forbearance, and he doesn't know how to call out when he is in pain.

The old saying that a crying child gets milk is not unreasonable.

Only when there is a response can the request be triggered.

No matter how pain-resistant a person is, he will eventually become dumb and tired after years of yelling and crying in front of empty mountains and dry valleys.

Shen Zhexue missed his apprentice who didn't cry or make trouble, so she slightly modified the content of the lecture, and when the sun was shining in the afternoon, they moved to the courtyard for class.

Don't look back and support the sparse flowers and trees, even in winter, you don't see the decayed color of withered grass.

There are several plum trees planted in the corner of the courtyard, which have grown very tall under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

The branches climb out of the wall and connect with the wild plums at the crossing. You can imagine what it will be like when they bloom.

Every seven days, Shen Zhexue will go to the evil current for Shi Yuan, and it has been easy to catch the last few times, and it is especially easy to do.

Under Shen Zhexue's periodic suppression, the evil seed finally became wilted, and every day he symbolically vomited a little bit of evil to show his respect.

After sunbathing for a few days, Shi Yuan's complexion looked much better than when Shen Zhexue first arrived, and his lips were a little rosy.

At the dinner table, Shen Zhexue paid attention to his favorite flavors, and even wanted to cook by herself, but the cook Mu Niangzi was very upset and pushed him out of the kitchen.

Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan ate together, but they didn't know how many catties they had gained.

Mo Huiren realized that Shen Zhexue was a cultivator of immortals. He ate mortal meals every day. Apart from growing flesh, there was no improvement in his cultivation, so he began to plan to use Lingshi to buy him a spirit fruit elixir.

Shen Zhexue shook her hand when she found out, no panacea would work for him in his current situation, so he had to lie about not planning to cultivate immortality in the future, and just slowly grow old in the mortal world and become a mortal completely.

After hearing this, everyone felt that being a mortal is really good, and they all supported Shen Wu's ambition very much.

The monsters in Mohuitou seem to have completely integrated into the human world, celebrating the festivals and eating the food of the human world.

Ning Chao, as Mo Huihui's No. [-] housekeeper, has recently been preparing for the year-end stockpiling.

This year's major sect competitions are scheduled for the end of winter and early spring, and the children of the common people who are interested in the sect have already left, and there are no major sects in the southern border, so the outflow population is more than the inflow population.

Ning Chao walked around the market in Yuncang City, and found that the market was not as rich as last year, so he took Niannian Mao to the market in Langfeng City next door.

The improvement of the little master's health is a great joy, and with the new worship of Master Shen Wu, this year will definitely be lively and lively.

Recently, several big demons in Mo Huiyuan have noticed the changes in Shi Yuan.

He seems to be very dependent on Shen Zhexue, which Shen Zhexue can't quite understand, but Uncle Sui and the others have been with Shi Yuan for a few years after all, and they see everything in their eyes.

Their little master's eyes followed Shen Xianchang, and when he was hugged by his legs, his fingers would unintentionally hold Shen Zhexue's sleeve.

During the lecture, Shi Yuan skillfully distracted himself. He silently looked at Master Shen who was explaining the meaning of the text, with a hint of vitality in his eyes.

Uncle Sui heard the conversation between the two people in the room through the window, and his heart was mixed.

The master and his wife had a bad relationship, which caused the young master to be displaced. Now that he meets this master Shen, it seems that all hardships are rewarded.

Shen Zhexue finished the evening class to Shi Yuan, and flipped through the homemade courseware, there were not a few pages left.

This progress, one month tops March.

Shen Zhexue secretly decided to adjust the curriculum, and went to the table to cut off the wick.

By the candlelight, he inadvertently glanced at the bed, only to see moisture oozing from Shi Yuan's temples when he was lying down.

Shen Zhexue became nervous, walked back to the head of the bed, put her hand on Shi Yuan's forehead, "What's going on?"

The aura circulated through the apprentice's veins for a week, and Shen Zhexue's face became serious.

Shi Yuan inhaled intermittently, opened his eyes to look at him, and said softly, "It's the leg, Master."

Shi Yuan's leg problems were not entirely caused by evil currents.

Shen Zhexue's medical skills are limited to books, but he can still diagnose some diseases. Shiyuan's leg injury was caused by the fact that the bones did not grow well after the trauma, and the sinews and veins were rushed through by evil spirits, accompanied by various unknown lesions, multiple superpositions the result of.

Even professional medical practitioners dare not prescribe medicine. Shen Zhexue's purifier is not an orthopedic doctor, so he can't cure this.

Lifting off a corner of the quilt, Shi Yuan's fingers were pinched tightly in the soft and thick quilt.

"Why didn't you just say that!" Shen Zhexue asked Uncle Sui to bring the charcoal stove, and turned around to send a wave of spiritual energy to him.

When this disorder flared up, it came fiercely, Shi Yuan's breath was fluttering, and he couldn't answer anymore.

The housekeeper Sui didn't panic when he saw this scene, he took out a bottle of pain medicine from the bedside cabinet, and fed it to Shi Yuan with water.

Fortunately, the effect of the medicine came up quickly, and Shi Yuan was relieved.

Shen Zhexue was about to break out in a cold sweat.

In his opinion, this little apprentice is a porcelain man, and every bump can kill him.

Instead, Uncle Sui came to comfort him, "Shen Xianchang, don't panic, it's like this every winter, this medicine is the best elixir from Chunqi Pharmacy, it will be much better after using it."

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Shiyuan to wake up, and he knew to say to Shen Zhexue, "Master, I'm scared".

Shen Zhexue breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing what to say about him, she just sat on the head of the bed and tucked the quilt tightly for him.

It was not enough to be tucked away, and he was slapped hard on the face.

Seeing that he was so angry and acted so lightly, Shi Yuan thought back to the question just now, it was almost the only serious thing Shen Zhexue said in these days.

His heart was so soft that he admitted his mistake obediently with a blink of an eye.

"Master, the apprentice knows his mistake."

Shen Zhexue looked into his eyes and had nothing to do with him.

Originally, he wanted to say a few more sentences, but after thinking about it, Shi Yuan had only taken the medicine, if he babbled here again and caused him a headache, it would be really inappropriate and very old.

The apprentice has such a personality, Shen Zhexue doesn't know whether she loves him more or hates him for being brave.

Even though such a big master was standing in front of him, he didn't know how to cry out the pain, and he was still holding back.

"Forget it." Shen Zhexue took a deep breath, "Is it better now?"

Shi Yuan nodded, seeing that Shen Zhexue had no intention of leaving, he carefully touched Shen Zhexue's hand propped on the mattress with his fingertips, and said, "Master, can you tell me a story?"

Shen Zhexue knew that he was looking for steps for both parties, so she went down the slope and said, "How old are you, what do you want to hear?"

"It will be all right."

Shen Zhexue pondered for a moment, "Then let's tell a story about a mortal who aspires to be a teacher."

A story can't tell the whole past life, Shen Zhexue lowered her voice and told the past in a long way.

In the past, his adoptive father often criticized him, saying that if he did not adjust his voice and gave lectures in this tone, a large number of students would fall asleep.

Sure enough, Shi Yuan quickly fell asleep.

It's just that before going to bed, she has to grab the hem of Shen Zhexue's clothes, not forgetting to book tomorrow's sequel first.

Shen Zhexue was very happy that he could make the request, and even hoped that he could play around more.

After answering him, Shen Zhexue turned off the lights and left with a light step.

But he couldn't sleep at night, and his chest was very stuffy, so he took a jug of wine and climbed up to the roof to have a breeze.

Shen Zhexue is too insensitive to temperature, she doesn't feel cold in thin clothes, but the wine she drank burns her heart.

He's kind of obsessed with the wines of this world.

In the past, the two old men in his family were both tea lovers and wine lovers, and they often invited him to drink together when he was an adult, so Shen Zhexue knew how to taste tea, and he was also good at wine, and liked food with a little wine flavor.

After Mo Huiyuan settled down, Shen Zhexue would sit on the roof from time to time and drink these fine wines.

The moonlight is sultry tonight, and the wine is an old wine, but it tastes like nothing in the mouth.

It was the first time for him to talk about the past with others, even if it was told as a story, he would inevitably be touched.

Just as he was lost in thought, a string sound suddenly came from the roof next door.

Its voice is quiet and clear, quite matching this moonlit night.

After the sound of the strings fell behind, there was a yelling sound, "Brother, how about sharing your wine with me?"

Shen Zhexue followed the prestige and raised her eyebrows.

I didn't realize before that the roof of the room he lived in was so close to the roof of the neighbor's.

A man was sitting cross-legged on the roof next door, and he was turning upside down the empty wine jar in his hand to show him, "I just finished drinking, and you still have a lot, it's so lonely to drink alone, how about sharing a jar with me?"

Shen Zhexue threw the wine jar over, and the other party raised his hand to take it, and took advantage of the opportunity to drink it.

This man was unshaven, his age was invisible, and he was wearing bunt clothes with patches on his elbows.

But he actually held a gorgeous pipa in his arms, and the stringed sound just now was the sound of this pipa.

"Good wine! Neighbor, I haven't seen you before, new here?"

"Yes, not long ago."

It was also the first time for Shen Zhexue to meet this neighbor. He still remembered that when he was chatting with Steward Sui, he mentioned that there was a sword cultivator living next door to Mo Huihui.

The relationship between their two neighbors is very good. Mo Huiwen has invited Jianxiu to dinner several times, and this person will bring some firewood every winter.

Although the sword cultivator is a sword cultivator, his cultivation base is not the same as that of Shen Zhexue.

Uncle Sui heard rumors from other neighbors that this sword cultivator went crazy during his cultivation and ruined his body, so he simply abandoned the road and returned to vulgarity, and now he is doing business as a beneficiary for people.

I run for half a year, and rest for half a year, and I don't meet a few times on weekdays.

Jianxiu probably didn't have the face to use his previous name, so when he entered the city, he casually called him "Tuesday".

At that time, Shen Zhexue still complained about it, it was really a familiar way of naming.

Jian Xiu gulped down the wine on Tuesday, and casually picked up the pipa in his arms.

Shen Zhexue couldn't hear the tune, but she had to admit that although this man was rough, he played the pipa really well.

only……

If there were no groups of ghosts floating behind when playing the pipa, this piece would be more beautiful.

Cultivators are actually not very good at attracting ghosts, because they have strong aura and yang energy, and ghosts hate this kind of breath and will deliberately avoid it.

However, downcast cultivators like Shen Zhexue and Zhou Zhou lack spiritual breath and their physique is different from ordinary people, so they tend to breed Yin Qi at night and attract some wandering ghosts.

But the group of ghosts following Tuesday is really too weak, and it is estimated that they are also fighting among ghosts, so they can't really pose any threat.

Before the melodious melody was over, Tuesday suddenly looked behind Shen Zhexue, "Hey!"

Shen Zhexue's spine suddenly felt cold, and he subconsciously tried to resist.

On Tuesday, he whistled: "Oh, Xiaoyuan, you can also climb the roof, it's amazing that you can still go on the roof."

Shen Zhexue turned her head and saw Shi Yuan hanging half of her body outside.

He had weak legs, so he needed someone to help him when he went up to the room, and this assistant was the cook, Mu Niangzi, who was thin and weak, lying on the edge of the room, trying to pull Shi Yuan up.

"Little Ancestor!" Shen Zhexue yelled, threw the wine and went to help him, "What are you doing here?"

Shi Yuan held Shen Zhexue's hand, sat down on the ridge of the roof, and motioned for Mrs. Mu to go back and rest.

Miss Mu refused, she lifted her skirt and sat on the side.

Shi Yuan sat still, and when he raised his eyes, the moonlight melted in his eyes, and he said softly: "I dreamed about Master, and Mu Niang said that you are here."

"Huh? Master——"

After hearing this on Tuesday, he suddenly buried his head in the wine jar, seeming to be laughing: "Did you really find it with the water mirror? The master who came to accept apprentices? Hahahaha..."

Shen Zhexue wrapped Shi Yuan tightly with a big cloak, and couldn't help but glared at Tuesday who was smiling badly.

Shi Yuan's cheek inadvertently rubbed against Shen Zhexue's hand, his face was hot, he turned his head to look at Tuesday, and said, "Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for a few months, how are you?"

"Okay, very good!" Tuesday took a sip of wine, and laughed loudly: "It can't be better! Those bastards of Hanshan, who are showing their domineering, I am transporting goods on the official road, and the road is open to the sky, why should I give it to you?" They give way?"

As if he was already drunk, he spoke upside down and didn't know what to do. Then he raised his foot and kicked the wine jar away, and gathered the pipa into his arms. With his five fingers flying, he plucked the strings. It was a new song.

The first half of the tune is sonorous and quick, like gold and stones throwing the ground, while the second half is as long as a sigh, gurgling like weeping and complaining.

The ghost floating behind him flickered, mumbling something.

"that……"

After finishing playing on Tuesday, Shen Zhexue still couldn't help but reminded, "Is it really okay for these ghosts behind you?"

Tuesday shook his hand carelessly, and the group of ghosts crowded together behind him, as if turning into a huge steamed bun.

After the big dough shook a few times, it suddenly collapsed in all directions.

Shen Zhexue also used Taoism on Tuesday, and after a while, a few blue lights gradually lit up at the location of the previous ghost group, and a new group of ghosts slowly emerged.

The size of this group of ghosts does not seem to be half the size of the group just now, but according to this posture, it is estimated that it is the boss of this area.

Just like ordinary people can't see through the incarnation of demons, mortals can't really see the appearance of ghosts.

What the naked eye can see is just a cloud of gas.

If you want to see ghosts, or practice meditation as meditation, or open the art of Jingxu Tianyan.

The Jingxu Heavenly Eye Technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy and requires a supply of spiritual energy. Currently, none of the three people on the roof can use it.

However, humans generally don't want to see the appearance of ghosts, because most of them have sharp eyes.

The district ghost boss was lively and courageous. He circled around Tuesday and finally stopped by his side.

Tuesday grinned at the gas and said, "You haven't left yet."

Turning to Shi Yuan, he said: "Look, I said it came to listen to the pipa, which means the old man plays the pipa well."

Shi Yuan shook his head helplessly, even Lady Mu beside him laughed.

She frowned, this ghost was obviously greedy for his leaked spiritual energy, maybe it was greedy for his body, and said to listen to the pipa, maybe it can still be an elegant ghost, such a stupid human race.

Tuesday didn't care, pointed at Shen Zhexue, and asked Shi Yuan bluntly: "Where did you come from, master, did you teach swordsmanship, boy, you just don't want me take you?"

Shen Zhexue just thought that this person was quite talkative, but when he heard this, he slapped him in the face.

Good guy, the neighbor's eldest brother is actually a colleague who grabs a job.

He opened his mouth to say a few words, but after thinking about it...then he was really right.

In terms of swordsmanship, Shen Zhexue is a five-foot sword that floats off the ground, No. 1 on paper.

Shi Yuan said, "Master is very kind."

Shaking the wine jar on Tuesday, he seemed to chuckle.

Shi Yuan's speech was tactful, and he said again: "It's Brother Zhou who is fierce in swordsmanship."

"Fast and fierce, if I was really fierce, I would still be chased and beaten by Hanshan's bastards?" Tuesday passed the previous topic lightly, laughed at himself, and drank the wine jug to the bottom.

When he put down the wine jar, he smacked his lips and talked about another matter, "But recently, you have to take care of those little monsters in your yard. Hanshan sent an elite team to Langfeng Family, maybe they will pass by Yuncang Cheng, you little hairballs, don't be caught by them to make alchemy."

"Can you catch monsters and make alchemy now?" Miss Mu was surprised.

"You don't understand now."

Tuesday explained: "When monsters from the demon world come to the Four Realms, they all sign a life-and-death document. Even though we don't allow indiscriminate killing of innocent people here, Hanshan can cover the sky with one hand, and the monsters are nothing if they die."

Turning his head to Guituanzi behind him, he said, "You too, hide better."

Guituanzi trembled, not knowing whether he was afraid or agreed.

This matter is related to Mo Huihui's monster, so Shi Yuan is unavoidably cautious, "They went to the Langfeng family to pick up their apprentices first? Logically, they should have come a few months ago, why are they here now?"

The Langfeng family in Langfeng City is a high-ranking family in the world of cultivating immortals, but it has not gone downhill in recent years like other families.

They act low-key, have a good family tradition, have the blood of the ancient Phoenix, and each generation can produce several rookies.

Apart from the big event of Xie Liu, there is a potential competition between the several major sects.

This is the same as in Shen Zhexue's world, every time after the college entrance examination, well-known colleges and universities compete for the top prize. The big sect will visit the family with the most potential in advance, and assign the disciples of the direct line early.

"I went there a few months ago. There are people in Taiqing Hanshan, but for some reason, people disappeared on the way."

"Gone?"

"Yes, it's gone."

Tuesday's fingertips pressed on the strings of the pipa and gave a pluck.

"Zheng-"

Strings tore through the silent night.

"The disciples of the two factions, as well as the juniors of Langfeng's family, all disappeared within ten miles outside Langfeng City."

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Shi Yuan: The Langfeng family in Langfeng City...Master, why did they deliberately test their eyesight?