Master always wants to touch my tail after dressing up as a little milk fox

After washing and tidying up, the three of them ate breakfast together before heading to the cultivation institute.

On the way, Qin Mo asked Chu Wei with some unwillingness to give up: "Is it true that I can't go to Class A?"

Before Chu Wei could answer, Wen Ruan, who had been by Qin Mo's side all the time, spoke first.

"Ruan Ruan is going too, together with Mo Mo."

Chu Wei looked at the two of them and shook his head ruthlessly.

"You two are too bad, class A doesn't want you."

Qin Mo lowered his head in disappointment, it seemed that he had to think of other ways.

On the other hand, Wen Ruan was happy, he was still silly and happy, as long as he could study with Mo Mo, it didn't matter where he was.

Anyway, he just needs to obediently attend class and not talk. He can also draw little turtles, the one in Uncle Luo's fish pond.

All the way to the door of the Xiuzhen Academy, Chu Wei touched the head of Qin Mo who was still downcast and unhappy.

"Today is the introductory course of learning spirituality. You should have no problem with this. Let Ruan Ruan take you there, and I will talk to Liu Fuzi."

Qin Mo grabbed Chu Wei's sleeve, leaned close to his arms and rubbed it lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry with Mrs. Liu."

He was angry with his master yesterday, and now Chu Wei will probably be scolded if he goes there. Qin Mo feels that he has caused trouble again, and asks Chu Wei to clean up the mess for him.

Chu Xi gave a low laugh, and patted him on the back: "Okay, now I don't think others are watching you, so you don't go to class."

Qin Mo came to his senses and raised his head to realize that they were at the gate of the Xiuzhen Academy, and many disciples were walking around and looking at them.

His face turned red, he hurriedly left Chu Wei's arms, and trotted in, pulling Wen Ruan aside.

The hand that Chu Wei had just placed on Qin Mo's back hadn't been put away yet, and the person in his arms had already left. Chu Wei looked at the backs of the two of them, retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and walked into the Xiuzhen Academy to find Liu who had no class today. Master.

One day at the Cultivation Academy, one day learns literature and one day practices Dharma. Swordsmanship and martial arts are not instant. The T-class class does not teach physical training such as swordsmanship and martial arts. There are only two courses, calligraphy and spirituality, one a day, and they take turns. .

It was different from yesterday's place. Wen Ruan led Qin Mo to an open field outside. There were already two rows of people standing in the center of the field, and there was a person in a black shirt at the front.

The two ran over, and Wen Ruan called out first: "Mr. Lin."

When the man turned his head, Qin Mo realized that he had seen him before, and it was the same person that Chu Wei brought him to sign up for.

Mr. Lin looked at the two people, without their introduction, raised his chin and said, "Go in."

Two people walked into two rows, one person and one team followed at the end.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the class." Mr. Lin turned his head and looked at the two rows of people, "Today we will learn to use spiritual power to transport fire, just use our fingertips first."

Master Lin walked to the side of the team, and the two rows turned to face each other, each took a step back, leaving a wide gap in the middle.

Walking into the gap, Mr. Lin stretched out two fingers, closed his eyes and muttered something silently, a cluster of small flames ignited at his fingertips, and ignited automatically on his fingers without wind.

The two rows around are full of new disciples from the T-class class, who have never learned it, so some people couldn't help but exclaimed, and even Qin Mo watched seriously.

It was the first time for him to light a fire with his fingers. If he learned this, he would not need flint and steel for cooking in the future.

On the other side, as soon as Chu Wei walked to the door of the tea room, he saw Mrs. Liu sitting inside, drinking tea.

He went in and sat down next to Master Liu, and happened to see Master Liu finished the cup of tea in his hand and put the cup on the table, so he took the initiative to pick up the teapot and refill it for him.

Liu Fuzi looked at Chu Wei in surprise, and didn't hold the teacup for a while, but stroked the long white beard on his chin with his hand.

With a soft "hum", Master Liu said, "You are here to intercede with your little disciple."

Mr. Liu has been teaching in Luoxian Mountain for decades. When Chu Wei first entered Luoxian Mountain, he was also taught by him. It's just that Chu Wei is very talented, and he was directly promoted to class A after teaching for a long time.

But even so, he was a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life. Later, the two worked together in this cultivation institute, and Chu Wei always respected him very much.

"Nothing can escape Master." Chu Wei took out another cup and poured another cup, "My newly recruited little disciple really doesn't know anything. If you haven’t learned it before, the master shouldn’t argue with him.”

Master Liu sized up Chu Wei for a while, looked at Chu Wei's face, and then thought about how he looked when he saw that little disciple yesterday.

"Picked it up? You really said it. I taught you in vain. I didn't realize that you are such a person. This kid has never gone to school outside. It must have been hard, and now he finally came back. , you still don’t recognize it.”

Master Liu suddenly became angry, and knocked on the table vigorously, spilling out some of the tea that had just been poured.

"Don't admit it? Why don't you admit it?" Seeing that some of his tea had spilled out, Chu Wei hurriedly picked it up and took a sip.

"That Qin Mo is your own son, tell me that you don't think you are worthy of his mother?" Master Liu was a little angrily, as if he was still a little disappointed in Chu Wei.

"Pfft..." Chu Wei spurted out a mouthful of tea and coughed a few times vigorously.

He put down his teacup and wiped his mouth, looking at Master Liu with a look of shock.

"I don't know when I had a son."

He was obviously his little pet, how could he become his own son?Who is his son's mother?

Master Liu also looked at Chu Wei, and he didn't look like a liar, but why did he suddenly have a young boy, saying he was a young disciple?

"Isn't it? Suddenly there is a little boy next to you, who is hugged and pampered all day long. It has been spread all over Luoxian Mountain. You have betrayed a woman outside. After the woman died, the child came to the door... "

Ever since Chu Wei first appeared with Qin Mo in his arms, there have been rumors about Luoxian Mountain, and now all the stories with reason and evidence have been supplemented and completed.

There is even a drama in which a heart-stirring scumbag abandons his wife and son, his wife dies in depression, and the orphan comes to recognize his father.

After hearing this, Chu Xi couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips. Not to mention that he was wearing a scumbag's top hat for no reason, and his little fox spirit pet turned out to be his own son.

Chu Xi seemed to suddenly understand why Mr. Lin specifically asked them what their relationship was when he came to sign up with his pet last time.

"Master Liu, how can your generation of sages listen to rumors from outside? I just picked up a young disciple from outside. I still can't give birth to such a big son." Chu Wei was helpless and funny.

Master Liu thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. This is indeed a rumor, and Chu Wei didn't even admit it. How could he believe it? It's really insulting.

Unable to stay any longer, Master Liu was about to stand up and leave, but Chu Wei called him back.

"Master, my little apprentice wants to learn, so he will be like Ruan Ruan from now on, let him follow."

Liu Fuzi waved his hand with his back to Chu Wei, as a sign of agreement, and left quickly.