The apprentice always wants to kill me

Du Zhong borrowed a storybook from Xiaoyao, took it to the fruit forest behind the village, found a clean place on the tree fork, rested one hand behind his head, and ate the fruit with his legs raised high. look aside.

He is regarded as a guest of honor in this land, and he has nothing to do on weekdays. He has nothing to do every day, so he can only find some fun for himself.

He was just seeing the exciting place, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw two figures, one red and one white, stalking and approaching.

Du Zhong raised his eyebrows, and calmly reserved a little more energy to observe the two figures, and it turned out to be those two little boys again.

I saw that they were two fox teenagers, one red and one white, who hadn't fully transformed yet.

These are two of the group of ferocious little fox demons that Eucommia brought back from the human world back then. The little monster behind the ear.

The red-haired boy seemed to think that Eucommia hadn't noticed him, so he became even more arrogant, crawling for a while, getting up and moving around to find cover, and quickly approached him.

Du Zhong pretended not to see it, and continued to read the script leisurely. After a while, seeing that they were just observing him secretly, and there was no further action, he stretched himself.

Seeing him move, the red-haired boy suddenly became nervous, and immediately withdrew his head, carefully hiding behind the tree.

He waited for a while, and felt that Eucommia had probably stretched himself, so he shook his ears and poked his head out again, but there was no one on the tree before?

The red-haired boy pricked up his ears in fright, and the short red fluff exploded. Before he could take a closer look, he heard a voice above his head asking, "What are you doing? Why are you sneaking around."

The red-haired boy immediately looked up, and saw Du Zhong squatting on the branch with his hands on his knees, looking at him with his head down and smiling, and immediately began to try to jump up the tree, and shouted in a strange voice: "Du Zhong!"

Although he has learned to speak, his learning is not up to standard, and his tone is a bit sharp.

Du Zhong got up and looked at him for a moment, seeing that he really couldn't get up, he jumped off the branch and stood in front of the boy.

The boy immediately spread out his arms happily, threw himself into Du Zhong's arms, hugged his waist, raised his face, and shouted again: "Tell a story!"

Du Zhong rubbed the head of the red-haired boy with a smile, then went to look at the white-haired boy.

The white-haired boy was obviously much timid. Seeing Eucommia talking to the red-haired boy, he didn't know whether he should approach him. Seeing him looking over, he shrank his head and hid behind the tree.

Du Zhong waved: "You come here too."

The white-haired boy looked at him timidly for a moment, saw that he was smiling and didn't look like he would punish himself, so he ran over happily, and Du Zhong also reached out and rubbed his head.

Most of the Yaozu people are very savage, and most of the stories they tell are the ones that scare children so that they can't fall asleep.

Compared with them, Eucommia, who can tell bedtime stories, looks very gentle and amiable. These two teenagers often come to him to listen to stories.

Du Zhong patted the young man on the back, signaling them to let go first, and then sat down against the tree, and the two young men immediately sat next to him.

Du Zhong racked his brains and began to think about what story to make up today to get rid of the two teenagers. Although he knew a few stories, it would be quite a headache for anyone to tell them for so many years without repeating them.

Sometimes he can't remember what he said clearly, but as long as he dares to say what the teenagers have heard, they will interrupt him with squeaking.

After thinking for a while, Du Zhong said nonsense: "Then let's tell a story about a frog eating a fish today."

The red-haired boy immediately turned his ears back, put his chin on his chest docilely, stared at him expectantly, said "yes" several times in a row, and then asked: "The fish is so big, how can you eat it?"

Du Zhong was about to play freely again and continue to make up a few sentences, but he heard a clear dragon chant suddenly from mid-air, interrupting his thoughts.

The red-haired boy pricked up his ears: "Du Zhong, the dead face is coming."

Dead Face was the nickname he gave Gu Qingli, because Gu Qingli always looked serious and didn't talk to them much.

The young man was still a little ignorant of human affairs, and couldn't understand the relationship between master and apprentice, so he dared to call Gu Qingli the nickname he gave Gu Qingli in front of Du Zhong.

Du Zhong immediately corrected him with a straight face: "Don't bark."

The two teenagers knew that they probably said the wrong thing, so they lowered their ears, looked at him timidly, and did not dare to speak nonsense.

Du Zhong watched Gu Qingli swim quickly in mid-air and landed not far in front of him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's getting dark." Gu Qingli glanced at the two teenagers as soon as he landed, and said calmly, "I haven't seen Master all day, so I came out to take a look."

Hearing this, Du Zhong raised his head and looked up. The sun had already reached the boundary of the barrier. It was indeed getting dark, and he hadn't paid much attention to it before.

Du Zhong closed the book and patted the young man on the back. The white-haired boy sat up sensible immediately, but the red-haired boy still pressed him to prevent him from getting up. He stared at him expectantly, shaking his ears and begged: " Eucommia, frogs eat big fish."

When Du Zhong saw him act like a spoiled child, he smiled compromisingly, and told him a story about a frog swallowing a fish, following the routine of amusing children's bedtime stories.

The routine of the story is the same every day, but the protagonist and location are changed. In fact, it is childish to death, but the boy still listens with gusto, and his big fluffy tail is shaking slowly with excitement.

Gu Qingli waited quietly by the side, and when he saw him standing up after speaking, he made way for Du Zhong to go first.

The red-haired boy immediately trotted for two steps, pulling Du Zhong's cuff and walking next to him.

The young man thought he had plenty of time on the way back, but just walking back made him a little dissatisfied, so he flicked the tips of his ears, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Du Zhong, tell me another one."

Du Zhong had already tried his best to make up a story, and it was really sad to make up another story, so he smiled: "Today's story has already been told, let's do it tomorrow."

The boy let out an "oh", pouted his mouth after a while, and said in a low voice: "But I want to hear one more."

Seeing that Du Zhong ignored him, he started making trouble out of no reason: "That story is too short, and we have a long way to go back, so you have to tell another one."

Seeing that he was making a fuss, Du Zhong had no choice but to agree: "Then... tell me about monkeys eating peaches?"

When Eucommia was a child, he lived alone for many years. In fact, he heard and remembered only a few bedtime stories. Today, even with improvisation, none of the stories he made up could break away from "The Wolf and the Seven Little Sheep" The plot of the.

The boy became smarter, and frowned halfway through hearing it: "This one is obviously the same as the last one."

Du Zhong paused, raised his eyebrows: "Only this, how about tomorrow?"

The boy had to make do with listening to this story which was basically the same as the last one.

After listening to it, relying on Du Zhong's good temper, he shouted again: "This one is obviously the same as the last one, so you have to tell me another one."

Du Zhong had already guessed that he would say such words, and with a twitch of his eyelids, he wanted to pull his sleeve out of his hand to show his attitude.

The boy immediately shut up, and held on to his cuff.

As soon as the young man calmed down, he heard Gu Qingli behind him say quietly: "Master hasn't given me a move for a long time."

The red-haired boy didn't know what "Hey Zhao" was, but at the beginning of the word "Hi Zhao", he thought it was edible, and immediately followed up, yelling: "I want it too!"

Du Zhong didn't know why Gu Qingli wanted to make this mess, but seeing the young man making noise, he first explained to the young man: "Being tricked means being beaten."

The young man knew what it meant to be beaten, and looked at him suspiciously, preparing to wait and see what happened.

Du Zhong dismissed the young man, and looked back at Gu Qingli strangely: "You still need me to feed you now?"

Relying on the bowl of dragon blood and scales that Gu Qingli gave him back then, Du Zhong is no longer what it used to be, but Gu Qingli has made rapid progress, and he is already ready to be a teacher. Now there is no need for Du Zhong to say anything to him.

Moreover, they lived a stable life in recent years, Du Zhong didn't need to care much about Gu Qingli's schoolwork, and he didn't quite know the extent of Gu Qingli's ability, in fact, it might not necessarily have surpassed him.

Gu Qingli looked back at Du Zhong, without saying a word, Du Zhong said: "Then let's make gestures when we go back."

Gu Qingli nodded and didn't say anything more after hearing these words.

However, as soon as they walked back to the village, they saw Xiao Bai standing quietly on the path from a distance. When he saw them, he turned into a fluffy white thing and ran towards them with a bone comb in his mouth.

When the two teenagers saw it, they called out, "Uncle Bai."

Xiaobai nodded as a response, grabbed Du Zhong's trousers as soon as he ran close, and said vaguely: "Master, comb your hair."

Du Zhong leaned over to take the comb from his mouth, and asked, "Where's Dabai?"

Xiaobai: "My sister has no time to take care of me now, so she told me to find someone else."

Hearing this, the red-haired boy started to tug on Du Zhong's cuff again: "I want to comb my hair too!"

Du Zhong smiled, turned back to Gu Qingli and said, "I'll go and brush their hair first, you go to eat first."

Gu Qingli glanced at them, didn't say much, nodded and left on his own.

At this time, the demon cultivators had already hunted the food and prepared the firewood. Gu Qingli found a place to sit down, picked up a few sticks and put them together, sprayed them with fire and lit them, then skewered a bunch of meat Toss and turn on the fire.

The demon cultivators were walking back and forth, Dabai walked over after a while, saw him and asked, "My lord, have you seen my brother?"

"En." Gu Qingli nodded, shaved the meat off the branch and put it on a clean leaf, and started to string a new one, "Just now he asked Master to comb his hair."

Dabai smiled and said: "Yes, I just told him to find someone else to comb his hair."

Gu Qingli was silent for a moment when he heard the words, then raised his eyes to look at Dabai, and pointed to the opposite side of him: "Sit."

Dabai knew that Gu Qingli usually didn't care about other people's affairs, and asked others to sit or eat because he had something to ask, so he sat down and waited for him to speak.

Gu Qingli stared at his fingertips, turning the meat silently, listening to the "sizzling" sound of oil falling into the fire, and then said lightly after a while: "I heard that you understand people's hearts very well?"

Dabai smiled: "I don't really understand it, but if you have anything, you can talk to me."

Gu Qingli nodded after listening, and then asked: "Then you said that some people were the closest at the beginning, but why did they become estranged later?"