The group's favorite master, the story of a cute baby who travels through the book and defies t

In the evening, Yuan Fei supervised the little ancestor's dinner as usual. What he prepared for Luo Yiyi was naturally not ordinary food but spiritual plants and spiritual meat. The so-called supervision was just to prevent her from being obsessed with reading picture books or novels while eating.

If her trouble-making nature is excluded, Luo Yiyi can be considered a very easy-to-handle child, and most of the time she is even surprisingly well-behaved.

Logically, children who are sent to Tianyan Sect by their parents at around 3 years old will miss home and their parents, and will also be shrouded in anxiety. Crying and making a fuss are common. Yuan Fei, who fought his way from the outer sect to the inner sect, has seen noisy scenes countless times. In his mind, children represent trouble, especially children who have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

But Luo Yiyi was different. Yuan Fei had never seen her cry or lose her temper. When you talked to her, at least on the surface she would listen seriously, but whether she listened to you or not depended on her mood.

For example, when she was able to eat alone at the beginning, Yuan Fei would leave her alone in the room, thinking that the child should have finished eating before he would go in to clean up.

As a result, as soon as he entered the room, Luo Yiyi was looking at a folk picture album intently. Her little hand holding the chopsticks circled several plates of food, and then she pretended to put the empty chopstick tips into her mouth, chewed them a few times seriously, and turned a page of the album with a satisfied look on her face.

Yuan Fei was so angry that he laughed. He strode to the table and tapped it with his fingers. He didn't know how attractive the story in the album was, but Luo Yiyi was reluctant to pay even a little attention to it.

“Is the album good?”

"nice!"

“Is the food delicious?”

"good to eat!"

Yuan Fei struggled desperately: "Can we have a good meal first, and then look at the album after we finish eating?"

"cannot!"

Yuan Fei's forehead veins bulged, and he could no longer endure it, so he grabbed the album and threw it into the storage bag.

Meeting Luo Yiyi's blank gaze, Yuan Fei took a deep breath, suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and put on an extremely forced smile on his face.

"Yiyi, have you forgotten what the Master said? You have to know the rules and etiquette when eating. One of the rules is that you can't be distracted by doing other things while eating."

Luo Yiyi thought about it carefully, and then kindly told Yuan Fei.

"Fei Fei, the teacher taught us dining etiquette, but he never said that we can't do other things while eating. And the teacher said 'don't talk while eating', but everyone in the dining hall is chatting while eating, so I think Lu Wang is right."

Lu Wang is the only friend of Luo Yiyi's age in school with whom she can talk. He is a chubby little boy who is smart, honest and loyal.

"what did he say?"

"He said that rules are dead, but people are alive, and we need to be flexible and not stick to the rules."

Yuan Fei successfully choked. He didn't know where a child got such a profound truth about life. However, it really sounded reasonable.

But as an adult, Yuan Fei would never agree with the child's point of view. So, he would supervise the meal from then on until now.

Looking at Luo Yiyi eating seriously, Yuan Fei's thoughts wandered and he couldn't help but recall the previous conversation with his brother.

Yuan Xiang said that he would report to Deacon Huang and his brothers about their decision tomorrow, so as to avoid any changes. If so, he would leave Tianlu Peak after the competition and would no longer have to be a babysitter.

He should have been happy, but at the moment his heart was filled with sorrow. He began to worry about all kinds of trivial matters, such as who would pick up Luo Yiyi from school when he was not around? Who would supervise the child to eat properly when he was not around? Who would clean up after the child got into trouble every time when he was not around?

Even though there was another voice in his heart that kept consoling him, saying that He Jian would make all the arrangements for Luo Yiyi, he was still more worried than happy. He had to admit that he would not feel at ease leaving the child under his wings to anyone else, and only by doing it himself could he feel completely at ease.

"Fei Fei? What's wrong with you?"

Luo Yiyi's question awakened his trance, and Yuan Fei shook his head: "It's okay."

When he saw she had finished eating, he stepped forward and neatly cleared the empty plates. After handing them to the disciple who was in charge of chores, he returned to the house holding a cup of refreshing spiritual tea.

After rinsing her mouth, Luo Yiyi raised her eyes to look at someone who was in a trance again, and this time she asked directly.

"Fei Fei, are you worried about something? Tell me so I can help you."

"I do not……"

Yuan Fei swallowed his words of rejection when he looked into Luo Yiyi's innocent eyes. Although Luo Yiyi was still a child, he still couldn't bear to leave her without telling her. He didn't know if Luo Yiyi would be sad after the separation, but he knew that he would definitely be reluctant to let her go.

Those who practice Taoism should be upright and true to their original conscience. How can they be petty and hesitant?

After figuring it out, Yuan Fei suddenly felt enlightened and his state of mind actually improved. He must have been trapped in a demonic barrier without realizing it.

He walked up to Luo Yiyi, first solemnly performed the disciple etiquette, then told Luo Yiyi in detail about his job change. After he finished speaking, he waited for the other party's response with a little trepidation in his heart.

"No."

The resounding answer made Yuan Fei feel as if he had an illusion for a moment, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Can't?"

Luo Yiyi nodded, indicating that there was nothing wrong with the other party's ears, and made additional explanations.

"Yuan Xiang can, but you can't."

Yuan Fei suddenly felt absurd: "Why?"

"There's no reason, it's just not possible."

Yuan Fei found Luo Yiyi's self-righteous look ridiculous. Could it be that because she had been a nanny for so many years and worked so hard, the employer was reluctant to let her go? But her brother had a better career because of his passive work? What kind of ridiculous joke was this?

"Yiyi, do you know? My dream is to become a great swordsman like Xuanyuan Jianzun."

Yuan Fei knew that the other party was just a 6-year-old child and had no idea how important this dream was to him, but he still said it out loud, just hoping that the other party could understand him even a little bit.

Unfortunately, it is still just wishful thinking in the end.

"It's not my business?"

Even if someone uses the most innocent expression but utters the cruelest words, you still cannot feel resentment because the other person is just a child, a child who can easily cut off a person's precious dream.

"I understand."

Yuan Fei's expression was calm, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he bowed to Luo Yiyi.

"Disciple... obey my order!"

Well, maybe he didn't have the chance, but he couldn't let his brother lose the chance to enter Tiandou Peak. If Luo Yiyi didn't agree, Steward He would definitely not let her go, so he might as well stay and help his brother.

After Yuan Fei left the room with a dejected look on his face, Luo Yiyi blinked, jumped off the chair, and ran impatiently to the desk that was specially customized according to her height.

He took out a book from the storage bag. There were four ugly big words on the cover: The Villain's Handbook.

After opening the page, the first few pages were filled with simplified Chinese characters written crookedly, and pinyin was used to replace the parts that she didn't understand. Only she could understand this messy content, so there was no need to worry about others discovering her trick.

Turning to the latest blank page, she picked up the brush on the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and wrote a sentence.

Villain’s experience: Rejecting the other person’s dreams can make them miserable - the effect is excellent.