Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

After walking for about half a day, Fo Youqing and his friends saw a familiar mountain gate with two people standing in front of it.

"Eh? Could it be that Master is accepting a new disciple?"

Si Mo looked over in confusion, and the person in front was none other than their master Xuan Yu, and behind Xuan Yu stood another person, who was wearing disciple's attire, but with a veiled hat. Judging from her figure, it seemed to be a woman?

Si Mo's pupils dilated. His master actually accepted a female disciple?

Fo Youqing narrowed his eyes and looked at the person behind Xuan Yu. This person seemed a little familiar.

Hu Fu's eyes were filled with tears. Woohoo, is it possible that he is finally not the youngest disciple anymore?

"Master."

Fo Youqing and Si Mo bowed together. Hu Fu also wanted to bow, but he couldn't. He could only look at Xuan Yu with grievance. Feiyu also bowed. It was his first time here. This was the prince's master. Although he had a head full of white hair, he didn't seem to be very old.

"Well, I'm back."

Xuan Yu said calmly, flicking the non-existent dust off his sleeves.

"Master, what is this?"

Si Mo looked at the person behind Xuan Yu.

Xuan Yu coughed lightly and said, "It's a noble man who happened to arrive here today."

Sima was about to say something, but Xuanyu continued, "Come in first."

The group walked inside. Si Mo looked at this mysterious nobleman and realized that he had been wrong. The walking posture was clearly that of a man.

Fo Youqing's eyes were always on the mysterious man, and he had an impossible guess in his mind.

When they arrived at the hall, Xuan Yu sat in the main seat and the mysterious man sat next to him. Fo Youqing and Si Mo sat on both sides. Fei Yu stood behind Fo Youqing but was pulled over by Si Mo and sat next to him. Hu Fu stood in the middle with his head lowered.

"Hu Fu, do you admit your guilt?"

Xuan Yu asked coldly. Hu Fu raised his head and looked at Xuan Yu with tearful eyes. He had been crying all the way and his eyes were swollen.

“Hmm…..hmm…”

Si Mo hurriedly stood up, took the cloth out of Hu Fu's mouth, and sat back down.

"Master, I don't know either."

"Master, Junior Brother seems to have a split soul disease. We have seen another version of him, and his personality is completely opposite to Junior Brother's."

Sima explained. Xuan Yu looked at Hu Fu, frowned, and sighed softly, "Soul-dividing disease... Fu'er, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell your master. Why do you have to keep it to yourself like this?"

Hu Fu lowered his head, "Disciple is not dissatisfied."

"Has the master usually ignored you?"

Xuan Yu softened his voice and spoke a little gently. Hu Fu's body was trembling, and tears fell "pat ppat" and dripped onto the ground. Faint sobbing sounds could be heard.

Xuan Yu stopped talking and waited for Hu Fu to vent his anger and calm down before speaking again.

Fo Youqing didn't pay any attention to Xuan Yu, Hu Fu and the others the whole time. Instead, he stared at the mysterious man closely, and the feeling he had was becoming more and more familiar.

"Master, you haven't introduced this noble man properly yet."

Si Mo noticed something unusual about Fo Youqing, thought of Yun Jue who was following him on the road, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"It's hard to say. It depends on your own opinion."

Xuan Yu stroked his beard and spoke mysteriously. Si Mo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He didn't know how Yun Jue had convinced his master to cooperate so well.

"Are you from Cloud City?"

Fo Youqing spoke lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the mysterious man, not moving away for a moment.

The mysterious man shook his head, then nodded. The veil swayed, but it covered the mysterious man's upper body tightly.

"Can't speak?"

The mysterious man shook his head again, then nodded, answering every question.

Si Mo held back his smile, lowered his head, and played with Feiyu's hand. Feiyu's face turned red, but he did not pull his hand back.

Xuan Yu glanced at Si Mo and Fei Yu, then looked at Fo Youqing and shook his head. They just talked about love.

He looked at Hu Fu who was standing in the middle and suddenly felt a headache. What sin had he committed? None of his three disciples was worry-free.

The mysterious man tugged at Xuan Yu's sleeve. Xuan Yu withdrew his thoughts, looked at the mysterious man and nodded, "Go ahead."

Then, the mysterious man stood up and left the hall. Fo Youqing also quickly stood up and followed him out.

Before Xuan Yu could say anything, Fo Youqing disappeared. Well, let them resolve the issue between them themselves.

Outside the hall, Fo Youqing followed the mysterious man closely. Even after speeding up, he still couldn't catch up with him. It can only be said that he couldn't lose him.

"Yun Jue!"

Fo Youqing shouted, and the mysterious man paused. He wanted to walk again, but his veil was pulled back.

When a familiar person appeared in front of him, Fo Youqing felt a pang in his heart. He was about to say something, but he saw Yun Jue’s red eyes. He opened his mouth but no words came out.

"You don't want me anymore?"

Yun Jue asked aggrievedly, with tears rolling down his eyes.

System 008 was speechless when he saw Yun Jue crying. [Host, you are too good at pretending!!! You were obviously having a lot of fun.]

"I didn't, I'm not."

Fo Youqing was at a loss for words when explaining. He felt distressed when he saw Yun Jue like this. "Don't cry."

"You don't want me anymore, you left me and left me."

Yun Jue's tears flowed more and more, like beads with broken string, dripping into Fo Youqing's heart.

"Little ancestor, please stop crying. I am so heartbroken."

Fo Youqing held Yun Jue in his arms and wiped the tears from Yun Jue's face, "How could I not want you?"

Yun Jue grabbed the clothes on Fo Youqing's chest and cried silently. Fo Youqing was so heartbroken that he cursed himself eight hundred times in his heart and it still wasn't enough.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have left without telling you. I thought..."

Fo Youqing paused, looking at Yun Jue crying and about to faint, and sighed softly, "I thought you didn't want me anymore. Didn't you tell the emperor that you wanted to divorce me?"

"You heard me."

Yun Jue murmured, his tears gradually stopping. Fo Youqing felt mixed emotions and nodded painfully, "You said you wanted me to write a divorce letter, but I don't want to leave you, Jue Jue, please don't leave me, okay?"

"Fool."

Yun Jue smiled and said, "Didn't you hear what I said later?"

"What's behind?"

Fo Youqing was a little stunned, as if he realized something, and looked at Yun Jue.

"Why do you only listen to half of what others are saying when you eavesdrop on them?"

Yun Jue sniffed and complained in a low voice, "You just don't trust me?"

"me....."

Fo Youqing was a little frustrated. He immediately realized that he was wrong. He was extremely wrong. He actually left Yun Jue and ran away. He asked hurriedly, "So, what did you say later?"

"I don't want to tell you."

Yun Jue pushed Fo Youqing away and stepped out of his arms, "You don't believe me at all and you just left me and ran away. I don't want to tell you."

"I was wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry, Juejue."

Fo Youqing quickly admitted his mistake, hugged Yun Jue and refused to let go, rubbing against him, causing Yun Jue to laugh uncontrollably.

"Fo Youqing, stop, it's itchy."