Evil Master and Disciple

After Ye Feng finished reciting Zheng Xie's "Bamboo and Rock", he still turned his back to Yun Shuang'er. A gust of night wind blew by, lifting the corners of his clothes and a few strands of long hair.

Just looking at the back, there is a sense of otherworldliness.

At least at this moment, in Yun Shuang'er's opinion, this boy's back seemed to be much taller and more majestic than before.

No, it is impossible for a person to become tall in an instant.

The image of Ye Feng in Yun Shuang'er's heart suddenly became taller.

Because Ye Feng had his back to Yun Shuang'er, he didn't know how Yun Shuang'er would react after he finished reciting the poem "Bamboo and Rock".

He wanted to look, but didn't dare to look back.

Besides feeling guilty, he also didn't want Yun Shuang'er to see his face, which was now as swollen as a pig's head.

He sighed in his heart that the protagonists of online novels, after traveling to another world, casually copied Tang and Song poems to show off and pick up girls. Not only did they not feel any psychological pressure, they also enjoyed it.

But as soon as I copied one, I felt like a thief.

It felt like Big Bear and Little Bear were fighting in my heart, with all the noise going on, and I felt extremely guilty.

So Ye Feng didn't dare to turn around to see Yun Shuang'er's reaction after hearing this poem.

"You... did you write this poem?"

Yun Shuang'er's voice finally came from behind him, with a hint of doubt in her tone.

Ye Feng tilted his head slightly and asked, "Have you seen this poem before?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head silently and said, "No."

Ye Feng felt relieved and said, "I did it."

Yun Shuang'er didn't find anything strange in Ye Feng's words. Her brain was a little insufficient at the moment, and she was still immersed in the poem Ye Feng had just written.

Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that the unlearned and cynical Ye Feng could actually write such an extraordinary poem about bamboo in less than a cup of tea.

But the facts are right in front of us.

She was a well-read woman and had indeed never seen this poem in any collection of poetry.

This poem is worthy of being passed down through the ages. If it was written by an ancient person, it is impossible that he himself has not seen it.

Therefore, Yun Shuang'er could only accept that Ye Feng had transformed from a little gangster into a great writer.

Seeing Yun Shuang'er fell silent again, Ye Feng finally turned around. His fat face was purple and his eyes were much smaller.

He tried to open his eyes wide and said, "Shuang'er, what do you think of my poem about bamboo?"

Yun Shuang'er looked at his disgusting and ugly face and nodded, "Very good, very good."

"Now you believe that I'm well-read, right? I've already told you that I've been reading a lot and studying literature for over a year now! I'm no longer the Ye Feng of the past, but the new Ye Feng. You can also call me Ye Xinfeng."

"You... you really surprised me. After you grew up, you rarely went to Mozhuxuan. In the past ten years, I only occasionally heard my senior sisters and others mention the bad things you did.

I didn’t expect that you…you were actually reading a book.”

"Being a bully is just a disguise. In fact, I am very kind and studious by nature. It's just that I feel inferior and insecure, so I use the identity of a bully to disguise myself.

I don’t know why, but when I’m with you, I feel an inexplicable sense of security in my heart, and I take off all my disguises.

Even Master himself didn't know how knowledgeable I was. You're the first one to know. Please don't tell anyone. This is a secret between us two."

Ye Feng still felt a little guilty.

What if I am not the only time traveler, what if that Fu Jinghong is my fellow villager.

If someone found out that I copied ancient poems to show off and pick up girls, I would be socially ruined on the spot!

Yun Shuang'er looked at Ye Feng in a daze. She suddenly felt that Ye Feng was very unfamiliar.

She also felt that this cynical boy was full of secrets. For the first time in her life, she became curious about a man and wanted to see what kind of person he was!

Yun Shuang'er still doesn't know how dangerous she is now.

She didn't know that it was very scary when a woman became curious about a man.

Ye Feng was worried that Yun Shuang'er would ask him to improvise a poem again, so he ran to the fire to look after the beggar's chicken buried underground.

Yun Shuang'er sat on the recliner and no longer lay lazily.

She murmured softly, "Holding fast to the green mountains, I will never let go. My roots are planted in the broken rocks. Even after thousands of blows, I remain strong. No matter which direction the wind blows..."

After reciting it several times, I felt that this poem was more and more wonderful.

She couldn't help but glance at the pig-headed boy squatting in front of the campfire and shaking his head, and her expression gradually became confused.

Outside the bamboo building, the two did not speak for a long time.

There was only the sound of burning and crackling wood.

When the bonfire gradually died down, Ye Feng cheered and said, "That's it!"

Then he used a wooden stick to push the ashes of the fire aside, and soon dug out a lump of mud from under the fire.

When it was buried an hour ago, it was still a loose mud, but now it has turned into a mud lump full of cracks.

Ye Feng used a wooden stick to pick up the mud lump and placed it on the bamboo table. He smiled and said, "It's ready to eat."

Yun Shuang'er frowned and asked, "Are you sure this mud pimple is edible?"

"Of course! This is my best beggar's chicken!"

Ye Feng slowly broke the mud lump into pieces. Only then did Yun Shuang'er discover that inside the mud lump was actually a layer of burnt and wilted large leaves.

Ye Feng slowly untied the leaves, and immediately a rich fragrance spread out.

A roasted chicken appeared on the bamboo table.

Yun Shuang'er's eyes narrowed as she looked in surprise at the plump pheasant roasted in mud.

Smells so good!

Yun Shuang'er had never thought that a chicken could be so fragrant.

Ye Feng looked at Yun Shuang'er's dazed expression and said with a smile, "Why, you haven't eaten it this way before?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head and said, "It's indeed the first time I've seen it."

Ye Feng said: "You have really opened your eyes today. The name of this dish is beggar's chicken. It is said to have been invented by beggars. This thing is just like a person. Don't be fooled by its appearance. It is just a lump of mud and looks very inconspicuous. In fact, it is full of essence inside.

Shuang'er, have you finished drinking the Wuguye last time? Hurry up and take it out. I'll go get the wine bowl..."

Soon Ye Feng ran back with two white porcelain bowls.

Yun Shuang'er took out the five-grain liquor from the storage bag, opened the cork, poured a bowl, and then stopped pouring.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded and said, "Give me a bowl! I've already treated you to beggar's chicken, why are you still so stingy?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head and said, "You are injured and cannot drink alcohol, so you can't drink the Five Grain Liquid today."

"Ah? These are just superficial injuries, they're nothing! Give me some, half a bowl will do..."

"No."

To prevent Ye Feng from drinking, Yun Shuang'er stuffed the wine jar back into the storage bag.

Ye Feng sat aside with his head hung, sulking.

Yun Shuang'er didn't care whether the boy was angry or not. She reached out and gently tore off a chicken leg.

I took a light bite and felt the fragrance spread all over my body.

The roasted rabbit that Ye Feng prepared last time had already opened Yun Shuang'er's eyes.

I didn't expect that this kid would use such a weird method to make roast chicken, and the aroma is so rich.

The girl thought it was delicious and finished it in no time. Then she moved the beggar's chicken closer to herself and tore off a big piece. She took a mouthful of five-grain liquor and a mouthful of beggar's chicken. She ate it with such deliciousness.

"Hey, eat slowly, leave me a few bites! I'm a wounded soldier, and it's ok if you don't let me drink, but you can't stop me from eating meat!"

Seeing this, Ye Feng quickly spoke out.

Yun Shuang'er thought about it, pulled off a chicken wing and threw it to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took it and said, "That's pretty good."

Yun Shuang'er said, "The rest are all mine."

"Uh? What do you mean?"

"You're injured. You can't eat too much. You'll have indigestion."

Yun Shuang'er gave a reason that she thought was perfect.

Ye Feng shouted, "I made this beggar's chicken! Are you sure?"

"You did it for me."

"Did it for you?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to repay me for helping you chase away Senior Sister Shangguan yesterday by treating me to this... beggar's chicken?"

Ye Feng was stunned. He suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Shuang'er, I've tolerated you for a long time. Do you want to eat alone?"

Yun Shuang'er casually threw the Han Xi sword onto the bamboo table, and Ye Feng's arrogance instantly waned.

"Well, I'm not that hungry. If you like, eat more. One chicken wing is enough to fill me up."

A real man is born between heaven and earth. He cannot be corrupted by wealth and honor, cannot be moved by poverty and humbleness, and cannot be bent by power and force.

But Ye Feng felt that a real man should be able to bend and stretch, and it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

In this world of immortal cultivation where demons are rampant, you must judge the situation in order to better protect yourself.

Ye Feng originally wanted to have a good meal tonight, but now that he was frightened by Yun Shuang'er, most of the beggar chicken and pheasant went into Yun Shuang'er's stomach, and he only got a chicken wing.

"Squeak..."

The familiar laughter sounded again.

Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er looked in the direction of the sound.

At the edge of the bamboo forest not far away, the green-haired little beast seemed to see Ye Feng almost wet his pants because of being scared by a magic sword. At this moment, the posture of the green-haired little beast was particularly wonderful.

He squatted on the ground, pointing one paw at Ye Feng, pounding the ground with the other paw, grinning as if he had seen the funniest joke in his life.

Ye Feng's expression froze instantly, and he seemed to be petrified.

Yun Shuang'er was also quite curious to see such an anthropomorphic green-haired little beast.

She heard that the monkeys in Tianyun Mountain were very smart and would laugh at others.

I didn't expect this little green-haired animal to be so smart.

Ye Feng was so furious at this moment that he jumped up and shouted, "You damn green rabbit, you come to make fun of me again! Do you really think I am easy to mess with?"

In anger, he threw the chicken wings in his hand towards the green-haired beast.

The green-haired little beast dodged easily, then picked up the chicken wing and took a bite.

His big eyes lit up immediately.

good to eat!too delicious!

I have lived for so many years, eating wild fruits and small animals raw in the mountains all day long, but this is the first time I have eaten such delicious roast chicken.

The green-haired little beast was like opening the door to a whole new world.

"How dare you eat my chicken wings! I'm going to turn you into a beggar's chicken... or a beggar's rabbit!"

Ye Feng didn't know what this green-haired, short-tailed little animal was. It looked a bit like a squirrel and a bit like a rabbit, but it just made random noises.

Seeing Ye Feng rushing towards it fiercely, the green-haired little beast bit its wings, turned into a green afterimage, rushed into the depths of the bamboo forest, and disappeared in an instant.

Soon, Ye Feng came back dejectedly.

Not only did I not catch the green rabbit, but I also lost my dinner today.

It's really a loss for the lady and the soldiers.

"Shuang'er, can you give me another chicken wing?"

Yun Shuang'er looked at Ye Feng, who looked like he had lost his parents, and pulled off the last chicken wing and handed it to him.

"You know that little beast demon?"

"I don't recognize it. It suddenly appeared here yesterday, peeping at me while I was practicing. When it saw me fall, it laughed at me! I was chasing it, and that's why Senior Sister Shangguan blocked me in the bamboo forest last night!

Last night after you left, it came out to laugh at me again... Now it's here again... When my injuries heal, I will definitely catch it, steam it first, then braise it, and finally eat it. I'll digest it and poop it out to feed the fish. Then I'll catch the fish and eat it! Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Looking at Ye Feng's twisted cheek, Yun Shuang'er could see that this boy had a great resentment towards the green-haired little beast.

Yun Shuang'er said, "Be careful. Its movements are as swift as lightning and it's very intelligent. It must be a beast demon with spiritual intelligence."

"Beast demon?" Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he heard that.

He didn't know much about beast monsters.

There are not only humans but also intelligent creatures in this world. Humans, beasts, demons, ghosts, spirits, monsters and so on coexist in the world.

Since Xingluo Peak is the headquarters of the Yunhai Sect, generally speaking, these messy and strange monsters dare not approach here.

Ye Feng only saw the evil spirits floating around the mass grave on the night he crawled out of the grave.

I thought that the little green-haired animal was just a smart green-haired short-tailed rabbit that ran very fast.

After hearing Yun Shuang'er say this, Ye Feng also felt something was wrong.

My own cultivation is not low. I even used the Purple-Green Divine Sword last night, but it didn't cause any harm to the green-haired beast.

Now that I think about it, this little guy might just be a beast demon that has awakened its intelligence and has lived for who knows how many years!