The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

All that caught his eye were some flowers and plants that he didn't understand, row upon row, each with their own poses.The whole courtyard is not filled with the fragrance of flowers, but a faint smell of medicinal food.

Li Xian raised his eyes and looked around again, only to find that the door to the side was ajar, as if it was reserved for someone.

He hesitated a little, then tentatively walked towards the half-covered door, raised his hand and pushed the door open, but unexpectedly saw a person sitting on the wooden chair.

Li Xian obviously didn't expect it, because he just saw this person clearly entered another room, but he also reacted very quickly, took a light step forward, and then saluted slightly.

A pair of quiet eyes glanced at the young man for a while, only to hear the man casually say: "Your physique is weak, you just need to look elsewhere for a better life, why bother looking for me?"

Xu expected that the young man would not be able to answer any words, Guibai said again: "Is it the instruction from the priest?"

"...Yes." The boy replied.

"What is the purpose?"

"...leave me."

"...Stay?" Guibai raised his finger and tapped on the table, slightly dragging out the ending sound.

"Yes." Li Xian replied, "The man said, 'Follow him to practice'."

The person who was listening to him calmly, frowned all of a sudden, and whispered "it doesn't make sense".

Immediately, he got up and walked straight towards him. The oppressive aura that was obviously hostile made the young man slightly startled.Li Xian lowered his eyes, settled his mind, and never hesitated.

Pressing the bloodless fingertips on the young man's forehead, Li Xian only felt a chill between his brows, and the boundless coldness forcibly penetrated into his consciousness, bringing sharp pain.The boy trembled all over, and was about to subconsciously break free when a cool voice came.

"If you want to become stupid, it's never too late to struggle."

Leaving the string is a stagnation, and the repulsive force in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is like overwhelming the river, is actually strong and self-endurable.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

【idiot. 】

The voice seemed to come from the sea of ​​souls, and slowly drifted away.

[It's really stupid to let people get close so easily. 】

Hearing this voice, the young man was really shocked. He felt the sharpness in his head was poking people's nerves one after another. He thought: Isn't this demon spirit scattered?

【The one who died was a demon, and I am not a demon. ] He only heard a slight snort, extremely disdainful.

Fortunately, Guibai was just a test, and had no intention of murder.But after a while, he let the boy go.

"name."

The young man couldn't hold on to his limp legs, but the cold sweat trickled down like he couldn't control it.

"...off the string." He gritted his teeth. "My name is Li Xian."

A strange color flashed across the deep pupils, but the weak and pale body did not diminish the strong intention at all, Guibai looked at the young man a little, and said unhurriedly: "Just stay here."

This is... allowed?

Li Xian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"No matter what you have heard about me outside, if you want to recover from your broken body, you can listen to me."

Off the strings, he nodded and said yes.

Seeing him like this, Guibai smiled faintly, and if his breath changed, it made people feel a little close out of thin air.The young man was also obviously slightly taken aback by the contrast.

"The physical injury is not serious, and it's not difficult to recover. I'm not interested in tossing about your small body. The spiritual breath is neutralized, and it's just a medicinal bath."

"……Yes."

The man was about to go out the door after he straightened his green shirt, but he left a sentence "The fruits and plants in the back mountain are edible" and walked away slowly.

When the person walked away completely, Li Xian was slightly relieved, and then looked at the bed not far away, and fell straight on it in three steps and two steps, he covered his head in pain, curled up subconsciously, but he didn't dare What's going on.

[Sacrifice. 】The abrupt tone is cool and thin.

Li Xian trembled uncontrollably, and the bursting pain seemed to come from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the humming sound continued to echo in his ears.

【Go to hell and sacrifice to me! 】

...By, why!

Just as he was struggling, in vain, all the numbness and pain suddenly disappeared like an ebbing tide, replaced by a trickle of mellow power, spreading from the center of the brows, washing away irresistibly Vigorous and moist, it nourishes the chapped and painful traces.

It was the place where Guibai pressed his fingers together earlier.

The young man panted lowly, his nerves tensed, and he still couldn't believe how quickly he retreated from the crisis this time.

The source of that voice also seemed to be affected, and the sense of erosion faded a lot.

[Luck is not bad. 】

The words seem to come from the sea of ​​souls, which really makes the departure from the string at this time unbearable.

Who are you?Are you...cough, what...?

After a long period of silence, just when Li Xian thought that the other party would never respond again, he suddenly got a reply.

【extremely dyed】

The boy rubbed his forehead, sat up gently, and continued to ask: "Purpose?"

……

purpose?

He tentatively passed on his thoughts again, this time, there was no response at all.

Li Xian was not disappointed either, and got off the bed after being relieved, and came to the wooden chair where Guibai was sitting before, only to see a small note on the side table.The young man took a closer look and saw the words "Zishi Houshan Hot Spring Medicinal Bath".

The boy fumbled out a small package from his arms and placed it on the table.He opened it silently, and a burst of fragrance filled his nostrils.

This was left to him by the Daoist who saved him. Now that he has really left the palace house and is alone outside, seeing these exquisite cakes makes him feel a little bit sour.

There is too little light in his past, but he is used to it, it is normal, he is not greedy, he is not yearning, maybe it is because he has never owned it, but now the illusion of being taken care of is a bit tormenting.

Picking up a piece of pastry and putting it in his mouth, the young man was even afraid of the fragrant taste, he didn't want to taste it carefully, it was only for satiety.

In this way, the soreness in the eye sockets is even worse, and there seems to be a clear figure in front of his eyes, with light eyes and a cold aura, which seems to be repulsive, but it is very worthy of entrustment.