The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Xuan Yuran naturally would not teach him step by step, he just drew the talisman in the air.

After copying it in the air for more than ten times, Sheng Qingye finally got it right, but it was quite slow.

Xuan Yuran had already finished most of the painting at this time.

Jin Xiaoxiao learned it after a few tries.

The three little ones were busy drawing talismans.

Tang Yixien seemed to be reading a book, but he was actually not idle.

"Host, stop looking. There's too much information and it's impossible to find an accurate match." Youyou said in Tang Yixin's mind while yawning.

This host is really too greedy, can't he just give in for a while?

Tang Yixin looked cold on the surface, but when he looked at the siblings Xiaojiu and Xiaoliu, as well as the unconscious villagers, he felt a little anxious.

"Learn from the host next door who's playing badly. What's wrong with that?"

"Well, I'll try to give it a try too." Tang Yixien responded in his mind.

Later, the three little ones' hands were cramped from exhaustion, and they finally finished writing the talisman and took a nap.

In the quiet night, the three little ones' breathing gradually became steady and they slowly fell asleep.

With their master around, the three little ones feel at ease.

In the yard, in the tent on the north side, the candlelight in the tent was dimly lit behind the barrier.

On the bed in the middle of the tent, Xiao Yan and Yun Zichu were sitting back to back, neither of them touching the other.

"Do you think it was done by the demons?" Xiao Yan deliberately made small talk.

After a while, only faint breathing sounds could be heard behind him, and there was no response.

Xiao Yan felt inexplicably confused, Yun Zhichu had never felt this way before.

"Zichu, what's wrong with you? You can tell me." Xiao Yan is always direct.

Yun Zichu opened his eyes and recalled what happened that day.

The new male disciple of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is in love with Yun Zichu, so he deliberately waits at the place where Yun Zichu must pass by to express his love and give him gifts.

Xiao Yan happened to come over and saw it, and he just said lightly,

"Excuse me, please continue."

Then Xiao Yan walked away as if nothing had happened.

Yun Zichu stood there in a daze with a green face, and then he felt annoyed and went down the mountain with the disciple to have dinner.

Although he said he wanted to have dinner, Yun Zichu actually just wanted to make things clear with the disciple and politely declined.

When he came back in the evening, Xiao Yan acted as if nothing had happened and was not jealous at all.

Even though Yun Zichu was not the kind of person who made unreasonable demands, he still felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Yan has special trust in Yun Zichu.

As a member of the Law Enforcement Hall, would he really get into a dispute with a young disciple over personal matters?

He never thought much about it.

In fact, Yun Zichu understood the truth, but Xiao Yan was too rational when dealing with this matter.

He knew that Xiao Yan didn't like him that much, it was true.

Yun Zichu didn't like to keep others guessing. He knew Xiao Yan was a straightforward person. After he explained the reason, he placed his hands on the pillow, his eyes turned slightly darker, and he whispered:

"It's my fault. I wanted too much. I always hoped that Brother Xiao Yan would like me. I was too greedy." Yun Zichu's tone was full of grievance, as weak as the camellia.

When Xiao Yan heard Yun Zichu say this, his heart softened. He turned around and hugged Yun Zichu.

Yun Zichu's eyes lit up. Xiao Yan was rarely so proactive.

He then turned around and looked up at the person in front of him. Their eyes met, and a warm and aggrieved look appeared in Yun Zichu's eyes, just like a camellia moistened by the rain, which made him feel pity for her.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and took the initiative to kiss her, sternly and domineeringly, as if he was the one in charge.

Actually, it is not...

The candlelight went out in an instant, and Yun Zichu's gentle eyes became a little deeper.

There is a barrier, so no one can see or hear anything from outside.

At daybreak, accompanied by the crowing of roosters not far away, everyone got up one after another.

Xiao Yan walked out of the tent with a bent back, as if it were a punishment. Yun Zichu seemed to have gone crazy last night.

Xiao Yan could only grit his teeth and bear it, as his waist hurt today.

Xiao Yan was holding his waist while drinking cold water to relieve his pain. Xuan Yuran, who had brought back steamed buns and meat dumplings from outside, saw this and asked in surprise:

"Xiao Yan, what's wrong with your waist? Did you twist it during training?"

...

Xuan Yuran stared with clear eyes, holding a paper bag in his hand.

The noisy scene in the morning suddenly became quiet. Yun Zichu came out of the tent at this time, and his face turned red when he heard this.

Xiao Yan's ears also turned red in an instant, almost imperceptibly.

When Jin Xiaoxiao saw this scene, she suppressed the slightly raised corners of her lips. Her junior brother really attacked indiscriminately.

Sheng Qingye seemed to understand this time. It turned out that his waist pain was so severe. He looked at Tang Yixin with deep eyes, with an unknown light in them.

Tang Yixien gently and urgently withdrew Xuan Yuran and called people over.

At this time, Guoguo came over, touched his nose with a look of shame and said:

"I'm sorry to have wronged the young master and everyone else."

"No way, why are there so many requirements when going out for a trial? It's not like I haven't lived here before." Tang Yixin comforted.

At this time, Xiaojiu also jumped into everyone's sight.

"Xiaojiu, what's wrong with your hair? What are these on your head?" Guoguo asked, looking at the sparkling pearls and jade on Xiaojiu's hair.

"This is the makeup that Sister Yiran did for me. Does it look good?" Xiaojiu said, shaking her head and blushing.

Xiaojiu has never had a headdress since she was a child. She always tied it with rags. Yesterday, Yiran couldn't bear to see her like that, so he gave his jewelry to Xiaojiu and helped her to dress up.

The two little pigtails on Xiaojiu's head were covered with glittering pearl hairpins. Tang Yixin almost couldn't bear to look at her thin neck.

Pearls and jade are usually heavy and are considered to be fine gemstones.

But he could see that Xiaojiu really liked it, so he thought it was natural for girls to love beauty.

"I made this for her. Doesn't it look good? Our Xiaojiu is the cutest." Yiran said, holding her shoulders.

Yiran has no sisters, only brothers, so her personality is somewhat spoiled and she has some boyish traits.

Xiaojiu had never had any contact with sisters since childhood. The two chatted all night last night and got along very well.

Xiaojiu originally thought that the young lady from the city would be difficult to get along with, but she didn't expect her to be so friendly.

"What the hell are you doing? Xiaojiu is innocent, don't tease her!"

Guoguo pulled Yiran over and whispered in private.

"You?! Why would I tease her?" Yi Ran said with her brows tightly locked.

She really thinks Xiaojiu is cute and can be a younger sister.

Why is Guoguo never satisfied with anything she does? It seems her approach is not right.

Ever since Guoguo left, Yiran couldn't sleep or eat well, and realized that he probably liked Guoguo.

But Guoguo obviously doesn't like her, so it seems she has to ask someone for advice.

She is still completely blank when it comes to love. Who can she ask for advice?

She looked at the three little ones beside her. They were from Biling Peak, so naturally they knew everything.

After everyone had breakfast, Tang Yixin distributed the talismans he had drawn yesterday to several people.

He planned to divide the people into several groups and go out to investigate the cause of the villagers' coma, and by the way, put this talisman on them to preserve a trace of the soul of the unconscious person, just like Xiaoliu.