The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

"Lu, Ci, Yan. This is your name."

Lu Shi spoke slowly, holding a pen in his hand and writing three words on the paper stroke by stroke.

Lu Ciyan glanced at it and nodded casually, as if he didn't care much. Instead, he looked at Lu Shi with great interest, "Master, what are your names?"

Lu Shi's hand, which was originally holding a pen to write, paused slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he wrote a word on the paper.

"hour."

"Master's name is so easy to remember, much easier than mine."

After saying that, he also picked up the pen, wanting to imitate Lu Shi's handwriting and write the two words "Lu Shi".

I saw him concentrating, frowning slightly, carefully controlling the movement of the pen tip on the paper.

But despite this, the final result is hilarious.

The crooked handwriting looked like a few earthworms crawling randomly, with no order at all.

Lu Ciyan stopped writing and carefully compared the words written by his master with the work he had just completed. He found that the difference was extremely large. His master's words were pleasing to the eye, while his own could not even be considered words.

His mouth pursed, and a layer of mist seemed to cover his eyes. "Master, I'm really useless..."

The little guy started to act pitiful again.

Lu Shi only took a quick glance and knew what the child next to him was up to.

"Don't belittle yourself."

"But……"

Before Lu Ciyan could finish his words, a familiar fragrance enveloped his whole body. A strand of soft black hair quietly hung down, just inches away from his cheek. As long as he slightly turned his face, it would touch his cheek.

This sudden feeling of closeness made Lu Ciyan feel uncomfortable all over. He subconsciously moved slightly, his nerves tense.

At this moment, a cold hand gently held his hand, and the hand gently fiddled with his fingers, carefully adjusting the way he held the pen.

Then, the hand guided him and copied his own name on the paper stroke by stroke.

"That's much better." Lu Shi said lightly.

"you try."

After saying that, the hand slowly loosened, and the aura that had been lingering around him suddenly disappeared.

Lu Ciyan's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and he became more and more uncomfortable.

His expression remained unchanged as he carefully wrote Lu Shi's name on the paper.

I have to say that after the guidance just now, the handwriting I wrote this time is indeed much more beautiful than before.

When Lu Ciyan looked up at Lu Shi, his eyes were sparkling with a look of seeking praise.

"That's right, but you should learn your own name first."

"But I like Master's name."

Lu Shi said nothing, just looked at him indifferently.

"Okay." Lu Ciyan lowered his head and practiced his name reluctantly.

"Your mission today is to learn all the words in this half of the book. Don't neglect it."

"Yes, Master."

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shi began to send people away: "That's all for today. Study hard when you go back."

But Lu Ciyan obviously didn't want to go back, "Master, I want to stay here with you."

"No need."

"There are only two of us on the mountain here. Master, don't you feel lonely?"

Hearing this, Lu Shi glanced sideways, "You want to go down the mountain."

Lu Ciyan did not feel guilty about having his thoughts guessed, but just looked at Lu Shi with anticipation.

Lu Shi's lips moved slightly, and his voice rang clearly in his ears, "Tomorrow a disciple will come to give you something. If you want to go down the mountain, go with them."

"But tomorrow's homework is to learn the entire Thousand Character Essay. Since we're going down the mountain tomorrow, let's learn it all today."

After saying that, Lu Shi, who was originally planning to meditate, gave up the idea and continued to teach Lu Ciyan how to read.

But this time she was much stricter. As soon as Lu Ciyan slacked off, she picked up the ruler beside her. Her expression was indifferent, but she didn't go easy on him at all.

When Lu Ciyan first started learning, he felt it was a bit novel, but after a while he couldn't stand it anymore. He felt very sleepy and his eyelids were drooping.

But as soon as Lu Shi used the ruler, all his sleepiness disappeared.

"Hand." Lu Shi's voice sounded faintly, without any warmth.

Lu Ciyan pursed his lips, hesitating and not daring to stretch out his hand, but under Lu Shi's expressionless gaze, he still timidly stretched out his right hand.

"The other side." Lu Shi said coldly.

Lu Ciyan switched to his left hand with a feeling of grievance.

Lu Shi swung the ruler, and the little hand immediately turned red. He took it back in pain and looked at Lu Shi with tears in his eyes. There was no dissatisfaction in his eyes, only grievance and sadness.

But Lu Shi acted as if he didn't see it, remained calm, and taught him to read again in a cold and harsh manner.

Following Lu Shi's voice, Lu Ciyan repeated the pronunciation of the words with sobs, wiping his face with his sleeves from time to time. Soon his white sleeves were wet with tears, and he looked so pitiful.

He was just pretending to be like this for himself, and Lu Shi knew his little thoughts very well.

Despite this, she still felt a little soft-hearted.

It's no wonder that the original owner was deceived by his obedient appearance. Even though she had seen through him a long time ago, she was inevitably affected.

Lu Shi sighed helplessly in his heart, but he still didn't show it on his face.

She gently held his little hand, and the red mark on the palm seemed to accuse her of the punishment she had just given him.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Lu Shi gently rubbed his palm, and a little light was injected into it.

Lu Ciyan blinked, crystal tears still hanging on her long eyelashes, and the tip of her nose was red, like a pink glutinous rice dumpling, cute and soft.

He seemed to be coaxed, and immediately threw himself into Lu Shi's arms and hugged her, "Master is so kind."

In fact, she quietly wiped the snot that was about to burst out and the tears on her face onto Lu Shi's clothes.

When Lu Shi pushed him away, the marks on his white robe became extremely obvious.

Lu Shi's temples throbbed violently.

"Master, I'm sorry."

“…No problem.”

Where Lu Shi couldn't see, Lu Ciyan's lips curled up slightly in a good mood.

……

Lu Shi knew that the guy couldn't be so quiet. After all, in the original trajectory, Lu Ciyan had tortured the original owner so much that his inner demons came out.

Although she didn't make her purpose as obvious as the original owner when she took him back this time, it was obvious that the little guy would not let her go so easily.

So while she was meditating in the cave, she received the news from her disciples - Lu Ciyan was missing.

The jade token showed that he was not in any great danger at the moment, so Lu Shi asked his disciples to return to the sect first, and he went to look for someone according to the instructions on the jade token.

When Lu Shi found him, he was huddled in a small alley. His clothes and storage bag had been stolen, leaving him with only a thin undershirt. He was almost turned into an ice sculpture in the snow.

His eyes were red and swollen, and when he saw Lu Shi, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, "Master..."

Tears rolled down to the ground like pearls from a broken string. He opened his hands and waited pitifully for Lu Shi to approach him.

Lu Shi held him in his arms and wrapped him tightly with clothes.

After his body temperature slowly returned to normal, Lu Ciyan's first reaction was not to cry to Lu Shi about his experience, but to say something that almost caused the original owner to have a stress reaction.

"Master...I seem to have gotten into trouble."