Evil Master and Disciple

The stream behind the bamboo house is not big, probably because it hasn't rained for a long time. There is very little water. The width of the stream is only more than one meter, and the water just covers the ankles of people standing in it.

Ye Feng squatted by the stream, processing the fish scales and internal organs.

While working, he indulged himself.

Why does Yun Shuanger come to see me every now and then?

As an eight-year veteran bootlicker with a very good reputation in the industry and almost zero negative reviews, Ye Feng, like all bootlickers, is narcissistic and has a rich imagination.

Benedict Cumberbatch once said that if you eliminate all impossibilities, whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable it is, is the truth.

"Yun Shuang'er has fallen in love with me!"

This was the wrong answer Ye Feng came up with after he thought he had ruled out all impossibilities.

"There's nothing I can do about it. Being handsome means girls like you."

Looking at the slightly bruised face reflected in the water under the moonlight, Ye Feng fell into self-indulgence.

He firmly believed that Yun Shuang'er was deliberately approaching him!

"The spring of time travel is coming! It seems that I have to regain my virginity that I didn't give away for thirty years in my previous life from Yun Shuang'er..."

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right. He couldn't help but grin, looking extremely obscene.

In front of the bamboo building, Yun Shuang'er held the Han Xi Immortal Sword and looked around.

There is a large bamboo building with bamboo tables, bamboo chairs and bamboo stools.

There is also a stove.

Next to the stove are various daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots, pans, etc.

Yun Shuang'er looked at everything in front of her, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

This kid isn't here to be punished, it seems more like he's here for a vacation.

After secretly monitoring him for a few days, this guy went into the bamboo forest with him last time. Since then, he, the gravekeeper and forest ranger, has never set foot in the ancestral cemetery in the bamboo forest.

He treated the words of the head master as bullshit, ignored the rules of the Yunhai Sect, and even cut down dozens of precious green pine and bamboo in the cemetery to build a house. How dare this kid?

Seeing a staircase made of green pine and bamboo, Yun Shuang'er walked up the stairs.

Gently pushing open the door, Yun Shuang'er could see the environment inside the bamboo house clearly through the moonlight.

The bamboo house this kid built himself is almost as big as the bamboo house in Mozhuxuan where he lives.

Does he plan to retire here?

The bamboo house was spacious, and there was almost nothing inside except the bamboo bed.

Yun Shuang'er closed the bamboo door and walked down the bamboo stairs again.

When Ye Feng returned to the bamboo building with the cleaned and peeled big fat fish, Yun Shuang'er was already lying on his bamboo lounge chair.

He has a slightly lazy and comfortable look, just like his fat master.

Ye Feng asked, "Shuang'er, how do you plan to eat this fish? Steam it, fry it, grill it, or braise it?"

"casual."

Yun Shuang'er closed her eyes and replied softly.

Ye Feng muttered in his heart, it seems that women in every world are the same, they speak casually and close their mouths casually, making people feel helpless.

Seeing Yun Shuang'er's fair and handsome face showing a hint of fatigue, Ye Feng said, "Then I'll make a pot of fish soup."

"Ah."

Yun Shuang'er nodded softly.

Ye Feng started to busy himself at the stove.

Yun Shuang'er was lying on the bamboo chair with her eyes closed, resting.

Ye Feng did not disturb Yun Shuang'er's rest.

He could tell from Yun Shuang'er's expression that the girl was very tired.

About half an hour later, which should be the end of the Chou hour, around three in the morning, the fish soup was finally ready.

Ye Feng opened the casserole, scooped a little with a spoon, and tasted it in his mouth.

So fresh!

Although there is no MSG to enhance the flavor, the fish has delicate texture and no fishy smell, and it is really delicious when used to make soup.

Ye Feng was just about to ask Yun Shuang'er to drink the fish soup, but he saw that Yun Shuang'er's head was slightly tilted to one side, her chest was rising and falling rhythmically, and her breathing was very long.

He actually fell asleep.

A beauty is a beauty, even her sleeping posture is so beautiful, like a flawless piece of jade, with almost no flaws to be found.

Seeing this, Ye Feng swallowed back the words that were about to be shouted.

He felt very strange. Even if Yun Shuang'er liked him, there was no way she would fall asleep in front of him, right?

He called out to Uncle Master Ye Fuyou in his heart, wanting to ask this old senior who had seen countless people whether he could give him a reasonable answer.

As usual, Ye Fuyou did not respond.

This place is very close to the ancestral hall where the old man who guards the temple lives. Ye Fuyou didn't dare to make a sound for fear that the old man would notice his presence.

Seeing that Ye Fuyou did not respond, Ye Feng sighed inwardly and turned down the fire under the stove a lot.

He took out the bowl, chopsticks and spoon, filled a large bowl of white fish soup and drank it slowly.

Ye Feng drank two large bowls of delicious fish soup in one breath, then sat down by the stove, glancing at the sleeping Yun Shuang'er from time to time.

Time passed bit by bit, the night wind blew, rolling up a few strands of Yun Shuang'er's temples, and the hair fell under her cheeks, giving people a thrilling feeling.

This made a guy with zero self-control look a little crazy.

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into the bamboo forest from the north side of Xingluo Peak, Yun Shuang'er slowly opened her eyes.

Her first reaction was confusion, but after taking in her surroundings, she subconsciously grabbed her collar.

Well, fortunately, there are no signs of wrinkles on the clothes.

At this time, Ye Feng's voice came from the side: "Shuang'er, are you awake? Don't worry, I said, I am a scholar of the Spring and Autumn Annals, I am a gentleman, I will not take advantage of you while you are asleep. The fish soup has been simmered all night, it is fragrant and rich, you are lucky enough to have caught it."

Yun Shuang'er glanced sideways and saw Ye Feng sitting by the stove with his back to her.

A moment later, Ye Feng came to Yun Shuang'er with a large bowl of fish soup. Seeing that Yun Shuang'er did not reach out to take it, he put the fish soup on the bamboo table beside him.

Yun Shuang'er looked at the steaming thick white fish soup, her brows slightly furrowed.

"I...how did I fall asleep? How long did I sleep?"

"You came around Chou Hour and fell asleep shortly after. Now it's just dawn, so it should be mid-Miao Hour. You slept for about two hours."

Yun Shuang'er frowned even deeper.

As the most extraordinary woman of the younger generation of the Yunhai Sect, she had not slept for a very long time. Every day she practiced meditation to get rid of sleepiness and fatigue.

She never expected that she would sleep for two hours in front of Ye Feng!

Did this guy drug himself?

When I think about it carefully, it doesn't make sense. I came here last night and didn't say a few words to this kid. I didn't eat anything or drink water. It's impossible that I was drugged.

Ye Feng raised his head and glanced towards the ancestral temple in the south. The withered old man guarding the temple had already stood on the bluestone path in front of the temple door without him knowing when, holding the worn-out broom that he never left behind.

Ye Feng turned around and walked to the stove, and filled another large bowl of fish soup.

She said, "Shuang'er, drink the fish soup while it's hot. I'll go give a bowl to the neighbor next door."

As he spoke, Ye Feng walked towards the south with the fish soup.

Yun Shuang'er turned around and saw the old man guarding the temple.

Yun Shuang'er has been practicing in Luoxia Peak in the west for the past few years. The ancestral temple and ancestral land are places she must visit. Occasionally, when passing by, she will stop to pay tribute to her great master. She has seen this old man several times, but has never spoken to him.

She silently withdrew her gaze and looked at the bowl of fish soup on the bamboo table again.

Ye Feng thoughtfully put a large spoon in the bowl, making it very convenient to drink.

Her expression suddenly became complicated.

Finally, he reached out and picked up the fish soup.

Ye Feng came up to the old man and said, "Old senior, yesterday's rice porridge was good, wasn't it? Today I made fish soup, which I cooked for two hours. It's delicious. I served you a bowl. If it's not enough, there's more in the pot."

The old man stared at Ye Feng with his cloudy eyes narrowed and said, "You are quite filial, okay, let's put it aside."

Ye Feng put down the fish soup.

At this time, the old man said, "Young man Ye, you didn't practice martial arts last night and disturbed the people. Instead, you brought the girl home to spend the night? You are indeed Huang Youdao's disciple. Your cultivation level is not very good, but you have inherited your master's true teachings in this area."

Ye Feng quickly said, "Old Senior, please don't talk nonsense. Senior Sister Shuang'er and I are innocent! She has been practicing in the abandoned square on the top of Luoxia Peak. Sometimes when she returns to Luoxia Peak after practicing, she will pass by me."

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "This Yun Shuang'er is not simple. You can't control her, so you better take care of yourself."

The old man bent down, picked up the bowl of fish soup, turned and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Ye Feng said: "You really misunderstood... However, I don't think there is any woman in the world that I, Ye Feng, cannot control..."

Ye Feng returned to the bamboo building. Yun Shuang'er had already finished a large bowl of fish soup and was serving the second bowl.

Seeing Ye Feng coming back, she said, "The fish soup is good."

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Of course I cooked it on low heat for two hours. How could it be bad? You don't look well. If you like it, drink more."

Yun Shuang'er glanced at Ye Feng, said nothing, and sat back on the recliner with a bowl of fish soup.

After Yun Shuang'er finished her second bowl of fish soup, she put the empty bowl down.

Ye Feng asked, "Not eating anymore?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head gently and said, "That's enough."

Ye Feng said, "Shuang'er, why do you... make your life so tiring? Your cultivation is already so high, there's no need for you to practice so intensively every day. Life is short, so enjoy it while you can!"

Yun Shuang'er's expression changed slightly.

Then she said calmly, "I was born to cultivate the Dao. I am destined to have no part in pleasure in this life. Besides, the Yunhai Sect's internal examination will be held in three months. I must be in the top ten."

"why?"

"Only by making it into the top ten can you get a spot in next year's Lingshan Battle."

"Oh, I see. I heard that the Lingshan Duel is open to disciples under the age of 40. And all the applicants for this Yunhai Sect Grand Examination are also under the age of 40. With your level of cultivation, it shouldn't be difficult to get into the top ten."

Ye Feng is no longer a novice in time travel, he already has a general understanding of this world.

Although Yun Shuang'er is only in her twenties, she is extremely talented and is known as the most extraordinary woman in the Yunhai Sect in the past thousand years.

In terms of cultivation talent, Lin Yi, Miao Xiaorou, and that pipe-smoking little girl Yue Yinling are not as good as her.

I guess only that shameless Shamatte Jinghong can compete with Yun Shuang'er in terms of talent.

Yun Shuang'er's cultivation is now unfathomable, and many people say that she has reached the Guiyuan realm.

With the help of the Hanxi Divine Sword in her hand, it is not impossible for her to be in the top ten of this test, or even in the top three.

Yun Shuang'er said silently: "The Yunhai Sect has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many rising talents. This kind of internal examination is held every sixty years, and the time span is very long. Even the Transmission Institute cannot accurately know the cultivation level of those elite inner disciples.

What's more, many elite disciples did not report their true cultivation level to the Transmission Institute truthfully. They deliberately concealed their cultivation level in order to make a splash in the battle.

Among our generation of young disciples, there are definitely quite a few brothers and sisters who have reached the Guiyuan Realm under the age of 40. I started too late and have practiced Taoism for more than ten years less than them. I am not sure that I can make it into the top ten.

Therefore, I can only practice diligently day and night, not daring to slack off. Only in this way can I make up for the shortcoming of my short time in cultivation."

In the past, Ye Feng only thought that Yun Shuang'er had a cold and aloof personality.

Only now did I realize that she was not only aloof, but also very strong-willed.

I want to be the first in everything.

Ye Feng has never had this kind of trouble since he was a child.

Ye Feng said, "Shuang'er, being number one is very tiring. You are already very good, there is no need to compete with others in everything. Look at me, I never compete with others in terms of cultivation. I was able to reach the flying realm at the age of fifteen. I am very happy, and my master is also proud of me."

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "It's not that you don't want to fight, but you're not qualified. Although you have many shortcomings, you're not without strengths either. At least you know yourself."

"Hey, hey, hey, Shuang'er, that's enough! I'm just trying to comfort you, to make your life easier and happier. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you're also attacking and slandering me!

Is my cultivation so poor? Is my talent so poor? Why am I not qualified to compete? I didn't want to waste my precious life on boring meditation and cultivation. If I were serious, in three to five months... no, at most three to five years, I would be able to surpass you!

Ye Feng's self-esteem suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points.

He has always regarded himself as the chosen one and has been feeling proud all the time.

In the end, Yun Shuang'er ruthlessly pulled him back to reality from his wonderful fantasy, which hurt Ye Feng deeply.