Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

On the bed in the bedroom, Su Qingchen was sleeping soundly in Mo Zhu's arms, breathing softly.

Mo Zhu had been awake for a while and had been maintaining his sleeping posture, not disturbing Su Qingchen.

Mo Zhu looked at Su Qingchen's sleeping profile with some obsession, feeling the soft breath of Su Qingchen on his chest. Su Qingchen moved slowly, as if he wanted to turn over. Mo Zhu bent his arm a little erratically and pulled Su Qingchen closer to him. Su Qingchen followed the force and snuggled into Mo Zhu's arms again, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

The little fairy boy passed by the bedroom several times carrying the freshly made honey cakes, but the High Priest and Lord Mo Zhu seemed to be still asleep.

After all, I stole half a piece last time. Although the high priest didn't blame me, I still have to admit my mistake.

I originally thought of serving it to the High Priest and Lord Mozhu as soon as they got up, but it was already noon and the two masters had not left their bedroom yet.

The little fairy boy put the cakes on the table under the palm sugar tree, supported his chin and stared blankly, then saw a green fairy pigeon flying towards the Su Temple.

The little fairy boy stood up excitedly and waited. The blue fairy pigeon was delivering messages for Qingyun Hall. The little fairy boy had been to Qingyun Hall once with the high priest, and he learned how to make honey cake from Master Su Wu.

The fairy pigeon landed lightly on the fairy boy's outstretched palm. The fairy boy touched the fairy pigeon and then took the letter off its leg.

"Little fairy pigeon, please rest here first. I have to wait until the high priest wakes up before I can give him the letter." Although he didn't know whether the fairy pigeon could understand, the little fairy boy still explained politely.

"Uh...how about I go and ask the High Priest if he's awake."

The little fairy boy didn't dare to neglect the letter from Qingyun Hall. The most important thing was that Master Su Wu was really fierce. It seemed that even Lord Mozhu was a little afraid of Master Su Wu.

"Master Priest..." The little fairy boy held the letter and whispered softly at the door of the bedroom.

Mo Zhu frowned when he heard the sound and prepared to get up cautiously, but before he could pull out his arm that was resting on Su Qingchen's head, Su Qingchen woke up.

"Sir, please continue sleeping." Mo Zhu said softly.

Su Qingchen looked at the disheveled Mo Zhu with a sleepy face, "Hmm." He hummed subconsciously before regaining consciousness, and did not answer anything.

Su Qingchen put one hand on Mo Zhu's waist, rubbing the fabric of Mo Zhu's clothes with his fingers, and said lazily: "Sleep with me."

"God, officials, great men..." the little fairy boy outside the house shouted again.

"Hmm?" Su Qingchen prepared to get up in a daze.

"My Lord, please continue to sleep. I will go and check on you."

Mo Zhu got up, put Su Qingchen on the bed, straightened his loose pajamas, and opened the door of the bedroom.

"What's the matter?"

"Master Mozhu, you haven't woken up yet. Sorry to bother you. But this is a letter from Qingyun Hall. I'm afraid the High Priest will be scolded if I present it too late. It's best to let the fairy pigeon take the reply back now. I've asked the little fairy pigeon to wait outside the hall."

"Well, I'll tell my Lord now."

Mo Zhu closed the bedroom door with the letter, walked to the bedside and presented it to the half-asleep Su Qingchen with both hands.

"Sir, a letter from Qingyun Hall."

"Ah?" Su Qingchen felt like he was going to be scolded as soon as he woke up. Su Qingchen lay on the bed feeling a little sad.

"Read it to me." Su Qingchen sat up and rubbed his eyes gently.

"Yes."

Mo Zhu opened the scroll and read: "Come to Qingyun Hall tomorrow to practice. You must not leave before you have gained experience. Master."

"Ah? Ah..." Su Qingchen felt like crying.

"Sir, you should write back to the master first." Mo Zhu reminded.

"Yes." Su Qingchen stood up and walked to the desk, then respectfully wrote the reply.

Mo Zhu rolled up the written letter and gave it to the little fairy boy to report.

"There are still 247 years left before the training..." Su Qingchen sighed and continued, "Why did Master suddenly ask us to go back to practice? We have already completed our training, what else can we train for..."

"Maybe Master found out about my visit to the Monster Forest last night."

In just a second, Su Qingchen felt that what Mo Zhu said made a lot of sense.

"What should I do?" Su Qingchen felt a little hopeless.

"I'll help you change your clothes, and then prepare your things for tomorrow's trip to Qingyun Hall. Or... do you want to rest for a while?"

"I can't sleep." Su Qingchen leaned half of his body limply on the table.

"Then the slave will help you change your clothes."

"You change yours first. I want to sit for a while."

"Yes."

Mo Zhu walked behind the screen and changed his clothes.

"Why did you sleep on my bed last night?"

Su Qingchen was just asking casually. They had almost always slept together since they were young, and only started sleeping in separate beds according to the rules when they grew up.

"After I carried you to the bed, you kept pulling my hair."

"Ah...haha, I still like to show off..."

Su Qingchen liked to hold Mo Zhu when he was a cub since he was a child, and especially liked to pull his fur.

In the early days, Xiao Mozhu would bar his teeth and snort at Su Qingchen because of annoyance, but now he has completely accepted it.

Mo Zhu tidied his clothes and came to the table.

"Slave will change your clothes for you."

"Ah."

Su Qingchen stood up reluctantly and asked Mo Zhu to change his clothes.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the bedroom, the little fairy boy came to greet them: "Master Priest, Master Mozhu, you are finally awake!"

"Well, we are going to Qingyun Hall to practice tomorrow. You have to take good care of Su Shendian." Su Qingchen instructed.

"Okay! Don't worry, Priest! How long will you be gone?"

"Until I go to experience it."

"Ah? Doesn't that mean you won't be coming back?"

"I'll be back before I go on my training."

"But after you come back, won't you leave again?" The little fairy boy calculated the accounts very clearly.

"Xiaoxian will also follow you to Qingyun Hall to serve you."

"I'm going to serve my master, and I'm bringing you with me to serve me. Even if you're not afraid of my master getting angry, I am."

Su Qingchen gave up on himself.

"Besides, what will happen to Su Temple if you leave? Don't you want it?"

"Xiaoxian didn't..."

"Have you memorized the mental method I taught you?"

"I've memorized it. I even made some honey cakes. Would you like to try some?"

The little fairy boy became interested again.

"Well, try it."

Su Qingchen sat down at the table of the brown sugar tree and began to taste the honey cake made by the little fairy boy.

"It really makes you learn a lot. It smells good."

"Hehe...but Priest, I really want to go to Qingyun Hall with you."

"Master didn't let me take you."

Su Qingchen's words dispelled the little fairy boy's thoughts. Master Su Wu meant that he must not disobey, after all, he was really very hungry.

"As for you, just memorize all the mental techniques I teach you and learn how to use them. If you have any questions, just write to me and I will write back to check. Also, take good care of the entire Su Temple. Got it?"

"I understand." The little fairy boy couldn't help but sighed loudly.