The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

This was the first task that Mo Mo and Yan Mu accepted. They were naturally very interested, but they also had no experience and did not know where to start.

"This is your first time to take on a mission. I will let Pei Ming take you to handle it." After hearing what Zhao Wenting said, Mo Mo looked at Pei Ming with gratitude.

Pei Ming nodded politely to her to show his acceptance.

The next day, Mo Mo and Yan Mu followed Pei Ming to the Strange Affairs Bureau.

"The Bureau of Strange Events is a branch of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers. There are many talented people in it, and they are knowledgeable. They are responsible for collecting and reporting abnormal events in various places. Collecting, identifying, and compiling reports is their main responsibility. If you want to collect or inquire about information related to the mission later, just contact Xiaoming directly."

After listening to Pei Ming's words, Mo Mo looked up at the young man in front of him with black-framed glasses covering most of his face and full of acne, and greeted him politely: "Hello, I'm Mo Mo."

Ouyang Xiaoming has been in the Supernatural Bureau for more than three years. Since being assigned to the Weird Affairs Bureau, Mo Mo is the first young, beautiful and polite girl he has ever seen. All of a sudden, he feels his burning fighting spirit for this job has been revived. The air suddenly starts to become sweet.

"Hello, I'm Ouyang Xiaoming." His originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, and he took the initiative to extend his hand to shake hands.

Mo Mo shook hands without hesitation to show his friendship.

"I'm Yan Mu, I'm Mo Mo's brother." Yan Mu saw through Ouyang Xiaoming's philandering thoughts from the change in his expression. He slapped Ouyang Xiaoming's hand away without any hesitation, staring at him with a look on his face that showed he was not someone to be bullied.

"Oh hello hello!"

"This guy is Master Wen Ting's apprentice, so you'd better not have any bad thoughts." Pei Ming pinched his brows with a headache, and then warned with good intentions.

"You are Master Wen Ting's apprentice? Oh, okay, okay!" After hearing the news about Mo Mo's identity, Ouyang Xiaoming was distressed for a second, and then his face regained its vitality.

"Tell me, what news do you want to know?" After clearing away unnecessary emotions and thoughts from his mind, Ouyang Xiaoming reached out to push the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked seriously.

"Oh, these." Mo Mo reacted and handed the forms and information he had prepared earlier to Ouyang Xiaoming.

Then Ouyang Xiaoming turned on the computer, and under the watchful eyes of the three people for less than five minutes, he quickly exported the data and information collected from the work computer into a disposable USB flash drive, which he then confidently handed to Mo Mo.

"Here, this is the information you want. You're welcome."

It must be said that looking at Ouyang Xiaoming who was trying hard to pose in front of her, Mo Mo found him a little funny from the bottom of her heart; but out of politeness, she held back her laughter.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," Ouyang Xiaoming thought he was being very cool, and then he took out his business card and handed it to Mo Mo, adding, "This is my business card. Whether it's work-related or not, you're welcome to bother me at any time."

Mo Mo gave a dry laugh and accepted it.

What she couldn't see was that Yan Mu behind her was shaking his fist at Ouyang Xiaoming and signaled: I'm warning you, don't set your sights on my sister, otherwise you'll be in trouble!

**

In addition to following Pei Ming to investigate the poisoning incident in the library, Mo Mo also has to take half a day every day to learn cultivation from Zhao Wenting.

"Master, what are we going to learn today?"

When Mo Mo rushed to the training room on time, Zhao Wenting had already arrived. At this moment, he was no longer wearing formal clothes like usual, but wearing the training suit independently developed by the Supernatural Bureau. It can be seen that the suit he wore was tailor-made.

He has short black hair, slightly upturned eyes, and a heroic spirit between his brows that cannot be ignored. The collar of his well-cut training suit is slightly open, revealing his well-defined collarbone and Adam's apple, exuding an indescribable masculine charm.

Mo Mo's breath stagnated as he watched, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart:

[With such a cold and beautiful woman as my master, my path of cultivation and improvement is obviously more bumpy than others, okay? I can't treat it calmly at all. Forget it, I have to finish the path I chose even if I have to kneel...]

“In order for your spiritual energy to take shape, you need to have a strong enough willpower and imagine your spiritual energy as an extremely sharp arrow. You need to stand steadily with your feet shoulder-width apart and your body slightly leaning forward.” Zhao Wenting’s voice was clear and firm. As he spoke, he demonstrated the correct standing posture.

Mo Mo followed his instructions and easily created an ice-blue arrow and held it in her palm. She tried hard to adjust her posture.

"You need to hold the bow with a relaxed hand, but firm enough to stabilize the bow."

As he spoke, Zhao Wenting came behind Mo Mo, and the two of them were very close. He stretched out his hand to help Mo Mo adjust the posture of holding the arrow.

[Ah! It’s too close. It’s fatal!]

Mo Mo vaguely smelled the pleasant woody scent on him.

“Pull the string with three fingers: index, middle and ring finger, keeping the same pressure.”

Zhao Wenting was still correcting Mo Mo's movements seriously and patiently.

"When aiming, keep your eyes focused on the target, keep your breathing steady, and don't rush to release the arrow." He continued to instruct, "When everything is ready, slowly pull the bow to its full length, then relax your fingers and let the arrow fly."

[I’m dying. I can’t concentrate at all! ]

Mo Mo felt that her heartbeat was so loud that it was about to pierce her eardrums. She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes and let go.

Finally, the fully drawn bow was released at this moment, and the arrow cut through the air and shot out. However, the arrow did not hit the bull's eye. Before it reached the bull's eye, the gasified arrow had already broken into pieces and disappeared in mid-air.

"Very good, you were very steady in the early stages, and your posture was very accurate, but why didn't you keep your breath steady at the last moment?"

After Zhao Wenting finished his comments, he left Mo Mo's side and took his water cup to drink.

[Huh! It’s finally over. I’m going to suffocate if it doesn’t end soon! ]

Mo Mo didn't care about the result at all. Instead, she felt relieved that Zhao Wenting left.

"Go on!" After drinking the water, Zhao Wenting walked towards Mo Mo with his long legs.

Mo Mo opened his eyes wide and yelled, "No!"

"Um... Master, I... I feel a little unwell today and can't concentrate. I need to take a leave!"

Before Zhao Wenting could say anything, Mo Mo grabbed her bag and ran away without even having time to change into her training clothes.

The next morning, Zhao Wenting saw the application for overseas training on his desk.

"Who allowed her to go with you to train without your permission?" He slowly put the paper down and asked inquiringly.

Those words should have been meant to be about blaming each other, but now they didn't sound angry at all.

Pei Ming, who was standing silently by the side, quietly raised his head to look at his young master, but saw that Zhao Wenting did not look angry at all, and even had a charming smile on his lips.

Pei Ming had a black question mark look on his face.

[So who can explain what happened? Why did the young master suddenly laugh? Did he laugh just now? Did he see it right? His apprentice is so disobedient, as the most authoritative master in the whole bureau, shouldn't he catch him back immediately! ? ]

"Master, do you want me to send someone to..."

Pei Ming asked tentatively, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhao Wenting.

"No, let her be."

"..."

"Okay." Pei Ming kept silent on the surface, but he kept complaining in his heart:

[This has really changed! Is this the advantage of being a girl? When I first came in to be trained as his secretary, I was so young, but he punished me severely for saying a wrong word! There is really no harm without comparison. ]

Even though he was dissatisfied in his heart, Pei Ming still didn't dare to speak out.