How could my Demon Lord's apprentice be the Light of Righteous Path?

Yun Jian picked up a pot and said with a smile, "I seldom drink as a teacher."

Zi Huang blinked and said intentionally, "I know Master rarely drinks alcohol, so I just want Master to drink with me. Di Zi has not tasted it yet. The wine seller said that this wine is made from flowers, not intoxicating." .”

As he spoke, he opened a pot and tried to take a sip.

The scent of flower brewing is very light. Once in the mouth, there is a faint floral fragrance between the lips and teeth, with a hint of sweetness.

Yun Jian looked at Zi Huang drinking, and took a sip himself, suddenly remembered something, and deliberately teased Zi Huang, "Master, remember that you haven't reached the crown yet, right? Other apprentices want to drink secretly, without telling the master, You are good, and you brought the wine to me."

Zi Huang smiled embarrassedly, "Where, soon."

"However, I always see that Master makes wine, but I never drink it, and I am curious."

Thinking of those scorpions and centipedes that he brewed into wine, Yun Jian smiled softly, "What kind of wine is that? It smells like medicine."

"It's all for those old men to drink."

"Well... it has the effect of strengthening the body."

Zi Huang smiled softly.He has always known that the master is very evil, and he doesn't know what the master will do with the cans of medicinal wine if he finds out.

"If there is a chance, I will give you a taste...of the wine from Jianyunzhuang." Yun Jian paused, and said the name with a smile.

Zi Huang didn't ask any more questions, just nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The breeze blew, and the moonlight shone in the yard. For some reason, the night looked extraordinarily thick at this time.

Yun Jian smiled softly, and suddenly hooked his fingers towards Zi Huang.

Zi Huang got close, only feeling the hot and humid breath spraying on his face, neck... the tips of his ears...

Zi Huang couldn't help but feel his heart beat agitated, "Master, Master?"

Yun Jian opened his mouth, but in the next second, he seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say, and frowned for a while.

"Master..."

"Hush—" Yun Jian pressed his index finger on Zi Huang's lips, "Let me think about it, don't interrupt me!"

Zi Huang was caught off guard so close to Yun Jian that he could even see the slight redness on Shizun's cheek. Inexplicably, he suddenly wanted to see what Shizun's eyes looked like.

"Master, you..." Before Zi Huang could say the word "drunk", Yun Jian suddenly corrected his expression, pointed to the empty passage in the yard and said——

"You, it's time to practice swords."

Zi Huang didn't know why, so after a few glances, he decided to obey obediently.

He summoned the dharma sword, and just as he started, the master suddenly said: "No, it's not this."

Zi Huang understood in an instant, and asked, "Master, are you talking about Jian Yun Zhuang's sword technique?"

Yun Jian didn't answer, but Zi Huang still practiced each move according to the sword manual in memory, and then he heard Yun Jian recite formulas according to his moves.

Every word is exactly the same as that on his sword manual.

Then after an unknown amount of time, the voice behind him gradually died down, Zi Huang turned his head and found that Yun Jian was just sitting there, with his head down, drinking wine in sips.

After a few hours, Zi Huang practiced more and more seriously. When he had practiced all the sword skills according to the sword manual, he turned around and saw Yun Jian lying on the stone table, "Master?"

Yun Jian did not respond.

Zi Huang walked over and found that Yun Jian had fallen asleep. There were two jugs of wine, half of which was left, but a table was spilled on the stone table. Zi Huang didn't know how much the master drank.

Zi Huang picked up Yun Jian and turned his head to see the master's reaction, but found that Yun Jian was defenseless and fell very lightly in his hands.

Zi Huang carried Yun Jian back to the house, put him on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and was about to gently untie Yun Jian's clothes.

Maybe it was too much noise, Yun Jian suddenly woke up, grabbed Zi Huang's hand, and asked, "Who?"

Zi Huang said innocently, "Master?"

"Master?" Yun Jian responded for a while, and asked, "You also came to learn swordsmanship from the old man?"

Zi Huang: "?"

Yun Jian didn't wait for Zihuang's answer, and said directly, "I don't know what's so good about this sword art? Every day, people come to learn sword art and methods, and they always find excuses to come to me to learn from each other."

Zi Huang was stunned for a while, knowing that Master didn't drink well, so he couldn't help but smiled, and asked, "Did Master win?"

"nonsense."

"If I lose, who will take care of him..."

"Then...why did Master become a medical practitioner later?" Zi Huang asked curiously.

"Everyone in the world knows that Yunzhuang's swordsmanship is peerless, but who knows that my aunt's medical skills are unparalleled?" Yun remonstrated, "I just want to learn medicine and annoy that old bastard to death."

"I think of the dead human flesh and bones, and become the No. 1 hanging pot to help the world."

Zi Huang nodded and said, "Master has done it."

But when Zi Huang's words came out, Yun Jian was obviously taken aback, and remained silent for a long time.

"fake."

Yun Jian said softly.

Zi Huang, "What?"

Yun Jian laughed suddenly, "I lied to you."

"What... lied to me?" Zi Huang asked cautiously, many thoughts suddenly crossed his mind, but Yun Jian remained silent for a while.

Zi Huang had no choice but to tell whether Master was really drunk or was teasing himself again, so he could only support Yun Jian to lie down again, "Master, let's take a good rest."

Zi Huang returned to his room, before lying down, thought for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup to find Yun Jian.

Zi Huang came to Yun Jian's yard, saw no movement, thought Yun Jian had fallen asleep again, so he pushed the door open.

But when he pushed it away, he realized that Yun Jian was not lying on the bed, and the sound of water came from behind him.

Through a thin layer of veil, Zi Huang could see Yun Jian's figure very clearly through the bright moonlight.

Zi Huang never expected that the master got up to take a bath by himself again, he was startled, and immediately advanced or retreated.

Yun Jian heard the movement and turned his head, "Zi Huang?"

"Why are you still not sleeping?"

Zi Huang stammered through a layer of gauze, "I don't know if Master is drunk or not, but I still made hangover soup, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable when I wake up the next day..."

Yun Jian looked at Zi Huang who went to cook soup after tossing around in the middle of the night, suddenly laughed out loud, and joked, "Apprentice, you are too virtuous. I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry away in the future."

"Ok?"

"Ah, I made a mistake, it's marriage..."

As soon as Yun Jian changed his words with a smile, Zi Huang knew that Master was teasing him again.

Zi Huang put the hangover soup on the table in a panic, and said, "Then, that disciple is going out first."

Yun Jian smiled, "Give it to me, or you'll have to get up in the middle of the night to see if Master has drunk the soup."

Zi Huang was silent.

Seeing that Zi Huang didn't speak, Yun Jian smiled half-smile, "Could it be that the teacher really hit the mark?"

Then Zi Huang heard the sound of water coming out. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yun Jian wearing only a thin white cloak. His black hair was soaked in water, which wet the cloak, and outlined Yun Jian's figure.

Then I accidentally caught a glimpse of those slender legs, with water stains and footprints on the ground.

Zi Huang looked at his nose and nose for a moment, and handed the hangover soup to Yun Jian.

Yun Jian smiled, took it without hesitation and drank it in one gulp.

Zi Huang took the bowl, turned around in a panic and left.

On the way back to his yard, Zi Huang kept trying to calm down his heart, forcing himself not to think about it.

But after entering the room, he came out again after a cup of tea. Zi Huang practiced a set of sword skills in the yard before returning to the room to fall asleep again.

In the middle of the night, as soon as Zihuang touched the pillow and closed his eyes, the sound of water seemed to appear in his ears again.

Before dawn, Zi Huang woke up with a start. Recalling the plot in his dream, he froze and broke down, "What the hell am I thinking!!!"

"That's Master!"

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