Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gu Qinghan responded lightly, looked away, took the food box from the young man's hand that had been twisted around, and went straight into the bamboo hut in the middle.

Gong Zhengyu rubbed his nose and realized that his cheap master was wearing white funeral clothes, so he quickly chased after him and walked side by side, "I don't mean what you mean, we are born with a A good-looking person looks good in a rag."

Shoulder to shoulder, Gu Qinghan's body stiffened slightly, and unconsciously thought of the method Li Chen pointed out, his eyes darkened a bit.

Gong Zhengyu didn't notice it at all, he pulled out the bamboo chair and sat down, waiting for Gu Qinghan to serve him the dishes, his already good mood rushed to the peak.

Today, instead of just one side dish as in the past, there are three dishes, all of which are his favorite, and they are of good color. They come with a thick candied haws and a pot of wine tied with a red ribbon.

The aroma of wine could be smelled through the porcelain jug. Gong Zhengyu's handsome face was filled with a contented and happy smile, he licked his lips, quickly fished the jug over, opened it, poured it in, and let out a sigh: "Master That's great, I take back what I said before, and when my cultivation base recovers, I'll help you mend the sky crack."

For the patient with hypochondria, Gu Qinghan just looked at him helplessly, and didn't take the young man's words to heart.

Gong Zhengyu took the wine, picked up the vegetables and started eating.

Gu Qinghan sighed softly and said: "You go against the sky all the way in cultivation, and your soul will fly away after you die. If you die, even if you give everything you have as a teacher, there is no way to return to heaven."

Gong Zhengyu looked up at him, still chewing on the vegetables, and said vaguely, "I'm not a monk."

Gu Qinghan didn't say any more and went out.

Gong Zhengyu looked puzzled, and continued to drink and eat meat. A small pot of peach blossom drunk soon bottomed out. He stretched out his tongue and rolled the last two drops of sweet wine on the bottle mouth into his mouth. I wondered if I could act coquettishly, roll around and be a rascal at night so that Gu Qinghan would bring him an extra pot.

The bamboo door was suddenly pushed open again, Gong Zhengyu thought it was Gu Qinghan who had turned back, and didn't pay much attention until an angry voice came from behind him.

"Master, the disciple is back..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Jiang Shuqian paused as she was about to salute, and looked at the fiery red figure with a dazed face.

The smell of alcohol in the room was so strong that anyone with a broken nose could smell it. That man in red was holding a flagon and drinking in his master's room? !

Everyone in the Xuanqing faction knows that Immortal Xuanshuang hates drunken drunkards the most!A disciple who has been drunk, doesn't even have the courage to pass by Jinshui Peak!

"Gong Zhengyu?!"

Relying on the experience of saving him 77 times, Jiang Shuqian recognized that this daring man was actually Gong Zhengyu!

Gong Zhengyu turned his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Yo, it's Brother Jiang~"

Jiang Shuqian snatched the wine bottle over with a look of astonishment, and cursed: "You don't want to die, you dare to steal a drink in the master's room!"

When he saw the abundance of dishes on the table, he had an expression of the sky falling: "You still take these smelly dishes to the master's room to eat, you are finished, you are finished, now even I can't save you Already!"

Gong Zhengyu blinked, "It can't be so serious."

Gu Qinghan bought these things for him, and he has been eating in Gu Qinghan's room for the past few days, and sometimes even sleeps here.

Why does Jiang Shuqian's master seem to be different from his?

Jiang Shuqian had an inscrutable expression on his face: "You don't understand, a disciple was drunk and delayed reporting the news, which caused heavy casualties to the disciple who was on the mission. Master directly removed the spiritual root of the disciple who made the mistake, and abolished his cultivation. Because, throw it to a place where wild beasts are everywhere..."

"That's what he deserves." Gong Zhengyu commented, wishing that Gu Qinghan could also throw him to a place full of wild animals.

"But Jinshuifeng expressly prohibits drinking alcohol!" Jiang Shuqian roared, his heroic face was full of irritability, "You, forget it, you hurry up and clean up the things with me, and let the smell out, the master may have a moment I won't be back in half a day."

Seeing his anxious look, Gong Zhengyu suddenly felt a little amusing, covered his vegetables with his hands, looked at him distressedly and said, "But Master specially went down the mountain to buy these for me."