Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"Hahaha~ No way, I'm just guarding the door for you."

Wen Baixu looked at the man standing in front of him and couldn't help but rub his hands and smile awkwardly.

"Really? When did my little disciple become so considerate, ah~"

With a raised eyebrow, he walked straight towards him, while Wen Baixu was terrified, afraid that he would tease him, so he quickly put his hands in front of his face.

“Don’t hit people in the face”

The sound is as loud as thunder

"Why are you shouting? Are you afraid that your voice isn't loud enough?"

Feng Jiuming looked at him unhappily and poked his palm with one finger.

"Oh~ ok...ok"

Hearing this, Wen Baixu quickly put his hand away and looked at him seriously.

"You really think so?"

After a moment of silence between the two, Feng Jiuming spoke first, looking straight at him.

Wen Baixu didn't react for a moment, but nodded and said, "Are you unhappy about this? Or have you changed your personality?"

As he said this, he reached out to touch his forehead.

Feng Jiuming opened his hand and looked at him with his arms folded across his chest, still angry.

"Then can't you be more tactful? He's very sad right now, and you're sneaking around here."

Wen Baixu immediately showed a look of sudden enlightenment when he heard this, and he put his hand on his chin and looked at him.

"So are you happy or unhappy?"

"That's naturally..."

Feng Jiuming was halfway through his words when he saw Wen Baixu looking forward to a good show. He immediately became furious and reached out to hit him.

"Um~ What are you doing? You are really disrespectful to your elders by acting like this."

"Hey! You little bastard..."

Feng Jiuming stopped talking as soon as he finished speaking, and his eyes returned to their previous calmness.

“How many years have you been here?”

"Well, almost five years."

Wen Baixu counted on his fingers, then raised his head and looked at Feng Jiuming seriously.

"You are now at a level where you can handle things on your own, and apart from a small mistake in this matter, you have done everything well. But still..."

Wen Baixu waved his hand in front of him, indicating that he could say something important.

"Look at this"

As he spoke, he waved his hand in the air, and a black feather fell into his palm.

"This... this is the feather of a black-feathered crow. I still remember it."

"Thank goodness you remember that this thing has close ties with the Demon King Family and Yin He Pavilion, and there are traces of it in every period, so I have reason to suspect whether it is..."

“This is to save up for a big move.”

Wen Baixu reached out and gently stroked the soft feathers.

"I don't understand a word you said, but this is the third time he's appeared."

Feng Jiuming lowered his head to look at the back of the young man's hand and said in a low voice

"So what do you want me to do?"

Wen Baixu was not led by the nose, because he knew that if he brought this out now, there must be...

“This is your first test.”

"Test? What do you mean?"

“It’s a practical test of your learning.”

Feng Jiuming looked into his eyes with an unfathomable look.

"Then you tell me about it."

"What?"

Wen Baixu was speechless when he saw his unhappy face. He immediately spread out his hands and counted

"First, you must not tell me where I am; second, you must not tell me the deadline; third, you must not tell me the story outline, which is..."

Wen Baixu was afraid that this ancient man wouldn't understand what he said, so he immediately gestured.

"Wait... I know what you're going to say, but I want you to make a choice now."

After saying this, a fox-like smile appeared on his face again.

Looking at his appearance, Wen Baixu showed an expression that he had long been accustomed to it, and rolled his eyes at him.

"I can tell you, but you will lose an opportunity to ask for help. On the contrary, if you don't ask, I will help you when your life is in danger."

A smile spread across his lips as he spoke

Wen Baixu saw him like this, as if he had long been accustomed to it. Just as he was about to say something, a sudden "ding" sound came from his mind.

[Ding Dong! The limited-time mission is now open! This mission will reward you by scouting the area. If you can obtain the ultimate secret, the reward will be doubled, the experience will be doubled, and you will get one exemption in addition to the reward.]

The voice echoed in Wen Baixu's mind. He thought about it, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jiuming and said, "Then I will choose the second one. Sometimes you have to leave yourself a way out."

"Aren't you afraid that you'll die before you even get to that point?"

"Even if you break your promise, I will destroy your reputation before I die."

After saying that, he stretched out his hands in front of him.

Feng Jiuming was speechless for a moment, stretched out his hand and tapped his palm, waved his cloak, turned around and was about to leave.

“You haven’t told me where you’re going yet.”

“Someone will take you there.”

Before the voice fell, the person had disappeared, and the person standing under the tree felt as if a crow had flown over his heart, and he was speechless...

The night is always very long, especially for those who have something on their mind. When the first ray of sunlight shines in in the morning, they sit up with dark circles under their eyes.

[Host, you are cosplaying as a giant panda so late at night]

"Yes, yes, you are right. But does what he said mean that someone will..."

Before Wen Baixu finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded.

"Wake up! The sun is shining on your butt..."

The door opened with a creak, but the sound stopped abruptly.

"Were you punched?"

A familiar face appeared in front of Wen Baixu with his flaming hair.

"You said that so early in the morning, are you really not afraid of being beaten by me?"

"Hey hey hey~ Lingyun, come and see, someone got punched here"

Wen Baixu's words didn't seem to reach the red-haired man's ears. He only saw the little tuft of hair on the back of his head shaking with excitement because of Wen Baixu's eyes.

"Hey~ did you hear me? I..."

Wen Baixu suddenly jumped off the bed. Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly felt like he was tripped and was about to fall forward, but the next second he fell into a warm embrace.

"Ouch~ It hurts."

The young man's voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of an oriole.

The person who hugged Wen Baixu helped him up. Seeing him covering his nose, he felt a little guilty, but when he saw the dark circles under his eyes, he immediately turned his head away and laughed.

"Ling Yun...you are laughing at me too. I just didn't sleep for one night, and you really believe him..."

"No.....I just...poof"

A laugh continued to come out of his mouth.

"You two...you two"

Wen Baixu was so angry that he immediately reached out to hit him, but the red-haired man grabbed his wrist.

“Pfft~ Hahahaha~ I…don’t laugh anymore…don’t laugh anymore…hahahahahaha”

The person who said he wouldn't laugh actually laughed for 5 minutes before finally stopping when Ling Yun stopped him...

The wind outside the house gradually stopped, but at this moment the sound of flapping wings was heard.