Master always thinks that disciples are useless

After Shen Yan's remnant soul dissipated, Gong Zhengyu kicked the grass, covering the traces of cinnabar with dust.

Gu Qinghan made a formula to completely erase those traces.

The two went to check the creek next to the Luluo Waterside Pavilion again, but this time they didn't find anything amiss, and when they returned to Luoxuan Pavilion, the night was already dark.

The two well-looking servants were waiting in the yard, and when they saw Gu Qinghan, they respectfully said: "Xianzun, Miss has been waiting for a long time."

Gong Zhengyu lowered the corner of his mouth, squinted at the splendid bedroom next door, and said, "The Immortal has other things, I'll go tonight."

The two servants asked: "But..."

The voice was interrupted by the young man raising his hand, and there was a trace of hostility between the man's brows, and the displeasure on his face was enough to scare the two fledgling girls.

They dare not say any more.

Only then did Gong Zhengyu calm down a little, and when he turned his head to face Gu Qinghan, he changed his face faster than a man with a sword. One second he was bluffing, but the next moment he raised a smiling face, and approached the two of them. He pretended to straighten the skirt of the man's shirt.

In a low voice, he said: "Be careful, if something happens, send me a voice transmission, and I will rush over immediately."

This was supposed to be said by the teacher and apprentice, but Gong Zhengyu said it first. Gu Qinghan hesitated for a moment, and felt a feeling that he had never felt before, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.

Gong Zhengyu blinked: "I can't die now, if you can't deal with it, I can still stand in front of you."

Gu Qinghan frowned, his eyes turned cold, "No nonsense."

"I know you love me, and I love you too, so I'll go now~" Gong Zhengyu smiled back at him, turned his back to the two servants, and lightly touched the corner of the man's mouth.

Whispering his ears, he left the man where he was, and the culprit had already walked into Shen Gong's bedroom in a big way, led by the servant girl.

Gu Qinghan involuntarily pursed his lower lip, the bases of his ears felt slightly hot, and after his Adam's apple rolled around, he disappeared instantly in place.

After Gong Zhengyu entered the bedroom, he was serious with a smile on his face, and without waiting for the master to speak, he sat down on the chair he sat on last night.

Through a thin layer of veil, one could clearly see Shen Gong sitting cross-legged on the couch. The pajamas on her body were different from the one she wore last night. The woman's graceful body line is outlined just right.

Gong Zhengyu just took a look, then looked away, raised Erlang's legs, lowered his head and smiled with a half-smile.

Shen Gong hesitated to speak, and looked towards the door calmly, but did not see a second person coming in.

The pretty eyebrows twitched lightly, and she closed her clothes. She looked at Gu Qinghan's little apprentice, and said in a cold voice from between her lips and teeth: "Where's your master?"

Gong Zhengyu smiled and said: "You said Gu Qinghan, Gu Qinghan went to another place."

He didn't shy away from calling his master's name. Those who didn't know thought that the master and apprentice had a feud and fell out.

Shen Gong immediately lowered his eyebrows and looked at him with a little more unkindness, "He is your master, and he calls people by name and surname behind his back. Didn't the Xuanqing sect teach you etiquette?"

"Who said he is my master?"

"What do you mean?"

"Of course it means—" Gong Zhengyu smiled viciously, and said, "Of course he unilaterally wanted to take me in as his apprentice, but I like him, so I'll do what I can and be his apprentice first."

"you--"

Shen Gong was completely stunned.

He squinted his eyes, couldn't believe his ears, his chest heaved up and down a few times, and he looked at this man who uttered wild words in disbelief.

The images of these two people sticking together after they came to the Shaogu School kept appearing in their minds, and their fingers tightened suddenly, wrinkling the hem of their skirts.

Shen Gong's expression became gloomy, bit his lower lip, forced himself to calm down, and said through gritted teeth: "Since you are already his disciple, you can only be his disciple, Qinghan will not do anything beyond the rules."

Master-student love is always a minority in the cultivation world, and the two are men. This is undoubtedly jumping on the minefield of the upright and unsmiling Xuanshuang Immortal Venerable.

If you don't go beyond the rules, you will go beyond the rules too many times, Gong Zhengyu thought to himself.

Originally, he still planned to run away when he got tired of playing, if it wasn't for Gu Qinghan being so rare, why would he decide to agree to stay and marry him.

Except for the last step, they did everything again.

Gong Zhengyu smiled at Shang Shengong's contemptuous and harsh eyes, raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

"Naturally!" Shen Gong said sharply.

She turned her head, not in the mood to continue talking to this ignorant and shameless man.

No one spoke, and the rustling wind and grass outside the hall turned into the roar of a ghost, which came in. What happened last night was vivid in my memory, and the feeling of being strangled and unable to breathe just thinking about it makes people feel chills all over the place.

She didn't dare to sleep anymore tonight, so she adjusted her posture, raised her hands to fly out of her spiritual power, put them on her body, changed into her daily attire instantly, and then in this posture, she closed her eyes and meditated.

This room fell into silence, and on the other side, there was a strange noise from the disciple's house above the third main mountain.

"crunch-"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of the door being pushed open, Gu Qinghan hid his whereabouts, and the released consciousness had already locked the room that opened the door.

The disciple in the gray-white Taoist robe held a saber, closed the door after going out, and opened his eyes without blinking, as if his soul had been taken away by someone.

This person was Liu Changji, the sleepwalking disciple who said in the daytime that he would cut off his head and play it as a ball.

"Senior brother Liu, you still go out to practice swords at such a late hour."

"Yes." Liu Changji nodded in response, and the two passing disciples went straight back to the room without saying anything.

Liu Changji stood where he was, and after they entered, he moved his body, walked through the trail familiarly, and took a shortcut to the cliff of the third main mountain.

But he didn't stop walking forward, half of one foot was on the edge of the steep cliff, and the other heel stepped out, and the whole person flew into the air and was about to fall into the abyss.

Gu Qinghan frowned fiercely, and with a wave of his sleeve, his spiritual power turned into a rope, pulling the man who jumped off the cliff up.

Sure enough, Xiao Yu guessed it right.

I'm afraid there are more difficult things behind this.

Liu Changji's pupils were still dizzy, and he fell to the ground without howling or screaming. He stared blankly at the man in white who suddenly appeared, stood up persistently and walked towards the edge of the cliff again, as if his mind was attracted by the cliff, and he longed like a puppet on a string. go.

Gu Qinghan's face was serious, his eyes turned cold, and he knocked him unconscious with his hand, tied him up with a binding technique, carried him to the second main mountain.

At night, all wind and grass movements were magnified infinitely. When Gu Qinghan landed on the second main mountain, the shrill scream from another mountain reverberated throughout the entire mountain range, and there was a faint echo.

"Ah! Ah ah ah!"

Listening to the voice, Gong Zhengyu and Shen Gong came out of the bedroom one after the other, saw Gu Qinghan grabbing a disciple of the Shaogu Sect, and hurried up.

"Liu Changji? He's not dead yet."

"Ah."

"The scream just now seems to have come from the first main mountain."

"The voice of Master Shen."

"It's my father's voice."

The two spoke in unison, Shen Gong looked at the tall man earnestly, but Gu Qinghan ignored him, carrying Liu Changji who had passed out in one hand, and wrapped around Gong Zhengyu's waist in the other, and jumped up with his apprentice, volleying in the air. Go to the first main mountain.

Shen Gongzuan twitched his eyebrows, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face, and followed.

The bedroom of the head of the first master mountain.

The lights were bright, and even the steps outside the door were rendered with a layer of warm white light.

Shen Fei opened the door violently, and fell out of the house rolling and crawling, as if there was some scourge inside, trying to scare him out of his wits.

"Qinghan? Qinghan is really you! Qinghan, you are here!"

Shen Fei white disheveled hair disheveled, at this moment does not care about the face of the Penglai island master, grabbed Gu Qinghan's wrist and asked for help: "Qinghan, is there anyone dead tonight? I dreamed that my disciples fell off the cliff and died, but I didn't say it was me. Push him down, bloody and bloody people are coming to claim my life!"

Gong Zhengyu looked at Gu Qinghan, the man nodded imperceptibly, then Gong Zhengyu broke Liu Changji's face and asked, "Master Shen, is this the face you dreamed about?"

"Chang Ji..." Shen Feibai took a closer look, his soul would fly away in fright, and he fell to the ground, "Yes, yes, yes! It's him! It's him!"

Gu Qinghan said in a deep voice: "This person was controlled by someone and wanted to jump off a cliff, but I knocked him unconscious and brought him here."

If Gu Qinghan hadn't gone to the third main mountain tonight, then tomorrow he would find a body that jumped off the cliff and committed suicide, and after that, Shen Feibai began to fall into nightmares and was killed by this thing.

When Shen Feibai heard that the person was still alive, he exhaled heavily, and said with lingering fear: "Well, what is it that controls the mind? Could it be that Yan'er is also..."

Gong Zhengyu sneered and said, "It's not that he doesn't have a house, but he ran outside to have an affair because he was afraid that others would not see him?"

"I... I blamed her..." Shen Feibai murmured.

Now that the person is not dead yet, he has dreamed about the dead soul claiming his life. In this way, the ghost in Gong'er's dream...is not Yan'er either.

Shen Feibai stood up slumped, the things in the dream were too real, he just saw the disciple's face, and he could still see his bloody smile in front of his eyes.

"Wait... what is this?" Gong Zhengyu suddenly stared at Shen Feibai's back and said.

Shen Fei swallowed in vain, "What?"

Gong Zhengyu pointed, and pulled the hem of the clothes to the front, and there were a string of blood beads on it.

"Did you dream it, or did you see it?" Gong Zhengyu said in a strange tone.

Shen Fei trembled his hands: "Dream, the dream seems real."

That is to see the entity, and the strength of that thing has increased a lot.

Shen Feibai: "That's, what should I do, Qinghan..."

Gong Zhengyu smiled lightly: "Why don't you think about it carefully, have you ever done something heinous, why did you catch your father and daughter and ask for your life instead of going to someone else?"