It's Not Easy Being a Master

What a fear of heights.

Yan Jin looked at the back of Shen Zhixian's dark head, pursed her lips, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes, which was fleeting.

……

Flying all the way south today, there are no people, mostly continuous mountains.

Fortunately, Shen Zhixian bought two storage bags this morning, one for Yan Jin and one for himself.

The one for Yan Jin was of course a special storage bag for immortal cultivators, which could hold a lot of things and store food for a short time. The one I bought for myself was for ordinary people. It didn't hold many things, but it could be opened without spiritual power.

He originally carried a high-quality storage bag, which was filled with all kinds of things that ordinary people would not have, but now that Yan Jin is walking with him, it is difficult for him to take it out and use it.

I can only buy another one, just for show.

Yan Jin took out the pastry she bought in the morning, warmed it up with water, and then handed it to Shen Zhixian.

After Shen Zhixian ate two pieces, he stopped and took out a pack of snacks to eat.

Yan Jin held the snack and said softly, "How about some more?"

Shen Zhixian shook his head and refused, this pastry is not very delicate, after eating two pieces, he will get tired, why not have some snacks - this preserved fruit is quite delicious.

Yan Jin pursed her lips and put the pastry away again.

After eating delicious food, Shen Zhixian's mood improved. The journey was far away, and it was not a problem for the two of them to sit, so he started to chat again.

This time he deliberately avoided the identities between the two of them, and chatted about the interesting and weird things he heard in the past. After all, he used to travel a lot before wearing books, and his stomach was full of what he saw and heard enough to keep Yan Jin's eyes on him.

Probably without the shackles of Qing Yunzong, and wearing the old-fashioned skin without any fear, the sky is wide and wide, and even the mood is also broadened.Shen Zhixian got excited while talking, and couldn't help practicing his old skills, clapping his hands and singing.

"When I was young, I rode my horse and sang long songs. I was so drunk that I lay on the mountains and rivers outside the clouds. I once remembered that the warm wine in Lantai accompanied the moonset, and the moon and spring flew deep into the flowers. The clouds knocked on the night and the boat was quiet, and I slept in the smoke and the stars..."

He sang a passage, and felt comfortable physically and mentally. He squinted his eyes slightly, turned his head comfortably, and said to Yan Jin with a smile: "The scenery is infinitely beautiful, I can't help it, don't mind."

Yan Jin shook her head, there was a faint light in her eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, and the brightest star among the stars was called Sui Jian.

Flying all the way like this, when it was almost evening, Flying Fish finally landed outside a small town with the two of them.

This small town didn't look that big, and it wasn't as lively as the few small towns near Qing Yunzong before. The sky was getting dark, everyone went home for dinner, and there were no people on the street.

Shen Zhixian supported the small flying fish that had shrunk again, and Yan Jin had a small grass sprout lying on his shoulders. The two walked hand in hand, intending to rest here tonight.

But who would have thought that as soon as they walked into the long street, a childish "Daddy" sounded suddenly, and out of nowhere came a little boy of four or five years old, his round body was full of infinite power, he walked and ran Just rushed over.

He hugged Shen Zhixian's leg, raised his head, and there was another resounding "Daddy".

Shen Zhixian was stunned for a moment and didn't react, but Yan Jin next to him looked calm, looked over calmly, and said softly: "So Sui Jian even has children?"

The author has something to say: Master who thinks that his vest is as stable as an old dog and will never fall off,

Start to let go of yourself in the old skin.

Sui Jian carried all the second souls of the master in his youth.

The song Master sang was "Wearing and Talking".

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