become a demon [rebirth]

That person came from the peach grove, wearing light clothes and clogs, which made him in a trance for a moment, as if he had been in a lifetime.

Dao Yaoyan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, frowned and said, "Ah Xian, what's the matter with you these days? You're always distracted. Could it be that you have something on your mind?"

As he said this, his heart skipped a beat.In just a few days, the apprentice found someone right under his nose?Counting the age, it is indeed the time to realize the sadness of a teenager.Just thinking about it like this made me feel more and more uncomfortable.

Mo Zheng had already regained his senses, and after calling out "Master", he didn't say any more. That feeling filled his heart again, deeper and heavier.

Seeing him like this, Dao blatantly said that the incision between his brows was even deeper, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Where is your Wangqing Dao cultivation?"

Mo Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

Does this mean that there is something wrong with his practice?

Seeing that Mo Zheng didn't answer, Dao spoke nonsense, even if he was anxious, there was nothing he could do.This kind of Taoism cultivates the state of mind, and he can't understand the mind of his apprentice.

Looking at the more solemn expression on Dao Huayan's face, Mo Zheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, stood in front of Master and pulled off his sleeve. He was only half a head shorter than him now, and then said that I said the words countless times - "Master is too worried".

"Master thinks so much all day long. Could it be that he is too old and thinks too much. This is not good. People in the world say that people who think too much and think too much are short-lived."

Dao Lianyan suddenly felt a little itchy, wishing to hit him on the head, he was preparing to rebel, and he dared to curse him to die early!

But seeing the brighter smile in his eyes than before, his heart softened, he lowered his curled index finger, and rubbed his head twice, but the force was too light, and it became a warm touch, overflowing his mouth The scolding also became drizzle, "You are really getting more and more wanton."

Mo Zheng smiled lightly: "That's exactly what the master disciplines well. As a disciple, I think I haven't reached the point where the blue emerges from the blue and is better than the blue."

Dao bluffed and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. It seemed that this was not only presumptuous, but also pushing an inch.Ever since he picked up the characters for him, he could see clearly that his apprentice's initial dependence on him had magnified, and now it was something brought about by that dependence.

He pinched the youthful attitude on his cheeks, sighed suddenly, and said with emotion: "Ah Xian, you are relying on me to spoil you."

The ending of this sentence lingered on Mo Zheng's heart.

His smile faltered, his eyes darkened, and he said slowly: "Ah Xuan, why not?"

Every single word strikes between the hearts of the two of them.

It's not unusual to give half of your name to you.

They looked at each other, as if something was tumbling from it, as if it was about to overflow, but finally sank down, accumulating over time.

Just like what Mo Zheng felt when he went up the mountain that day, he had too much influence on him.

But, again, the influence is never one-sided.

Dao pretended to call out "Ah Xian" and stopped talking.

Silence spread in an instant, and the tide was undercurrent.

"Master, I'm going to leave for a while." Mo Zheng glanced at him and said nonsense, and made a way in silence.

Do you want to give time to think about it, or decide to leave?

Dao suddenly thought of it, and then his fingertips fell into the palm of his hand.

He was in a trance for a while, and his expression gradually darkened.

When did you realize that this relationship is not ordinary?From the very beginning, I was attracted by the completely different posture of being out of the world and standing in the world, and then it was like taking an addictive poison.

Since Xingxia first met, he found that he had a strange familiarity with and dependence on him.

Reliance, patience, intimacy, everything is very fresh, so he can't help but zoom in on himself a little more, and then he sees his tolerance for him, and he can't help but test the bottom line, but finds that the bottom line is far more than he imagined Deep, but he couldn't go any further.

He knew that he was different in his heart, and this difference made him addicted, made him crazy, and made him unable to bear to pierce himself deeper in his heart.He will be like a thorn in his heart, let it grow together with flesh and blood!

However, his apprentice was far more sensitive than he thought, and he was discovered before he finished.

He couldn't help laughing hoarsely: "Ah Xian, you are too smart."

The voice was low and magnetic, like a hook, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and it was about to bite your neck in the next moment.

Seeing Ah Xuan's appearance, Mo Zheng got a rough idea of ​​what he was thinking. He looked helpless, but decided to appease him. After all, he didn't want to be brought back without leaving the mountain.

He understands.

The fact that he didn't go down the mountain for half a year wasn't because he wanted to retreat to practice martial arts, but because his master didn't like him getting together with those people.Coupled with the peach blossom he gave, and the appearance of senior brother hesitant to speak several times, how could he not know what Ah Xuan was thinking?It's true that he doesn't understand these romances, but he's not stupid.

I didn't mention it because since Ah Xuan wanted to continue playing with him, how could he interrupt Ah Xuan's "elegant interest"?Although I never thought that a close friend would become this kind of relationship, even the master and apprentice don't care anymore, this is just a further step.

He doesn't deny the influence that A Xuan has on him, and he doesn't deny that he has feelings for A Xuan, but he still can't tell the specific kind.He stayed with Ah Xuan for too long on this journey, almost never separated, too close, too dependent, and on the contrary confused.

He went out this time for Hongchen Sword, and also to understand his own heart.

So he separated his fingertips from his palm, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Master, I have to find that thing."

The eyes were gentle, firm, and full of sincerity, so that Dao Huayan couldn't help but reach out to cover his eyes, and he suddenly regretted curing these eyes, because he had just discovered something in these eyes, and he couldn't refuse.

Blindfolded, Mo Zheng didn't move, but blinked uncomfortably.But after a long silence, he couldn't help but swipe his palm twice with his fingertips, reminding him.

Dao felt his heart burn when he spoke nonsense, and immediately grabbed the "trickster" hand, but seeing the innocent look on his apprentice's face, he felt that he was thinking too much.I had to think to myself that in the future I can’t take my apprentice to read the story books, and it’s like this after reading a few books. If I read more, I’m afraid he will have to obey him, and I’m not willing to refuse his slightest request. It's really no bargaining chip.

There was silence again, Mo Zheng looked at his master patiently, he was waiting for an answer, he knew that Ah Xuan would not reject him, it was only a matter of time.

"...Can't you take me with you?" Dao yelled in the last struggle.

"Ah Xuan, I know you won't fail to understand, right?" Mo Zheng said slowly, his eyes were shining brightly, his eyes seemed to be dripping with tenderness, and his heart trembled for a while.

He was trying to recall, how did the apprentice learn this level of big move?

"Ah Xuan."

It was as if whispers from a lover, densely ringing in his ears, melting his heart into a puddle of water every word.

In a trance, he could only hear himself answering "OK".

Mo Zheng: "..."

Now that you agree, let go of my hand first.

……

It's almost late autumn, and the mountains and plains are all withered and yellow.There are raindrops floating from the distant mountains, and when they meet in twos and threes, it becomes a field of smoke and mist.

Located on the border of Yin and Shang, beyond the border is the wasteland and desert.In the absence of oil and water, the official road here is naturally deserted, overgrown with weeds, and there is only a thatched-roofed tea shed and an old woman and a boy burning water.

"Da da da"--

The sound of horseshoes mixed with the muffled sound of the whip whipping came towards this side, a little impatient.The young man couldn't help poking his head out to look, there were not many people here every day, but he was at the age when he was jumping out, seeing something unusual at this moment, he always wanted to join in the fun.

Of course, this excitement is limited to watching.

Soon, a horse surrounded by black armor appeared in the boy's sight. After seeing the armor clearly, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Living in the bitter cold of the frontier fortress, he has to avoid the bandits from outside the fortress in time. He has a good eye.He recognized that the black armor on this horse was much better than those of the generals defending the city. The person who could ride this horse must be a big shot.

Another meaning of big man is trouble and danger.

He lowered his voice, and said to the old woman beside him: "Ma'am, you go to the stove later, don't come out if you hear any noise."

When the aunt heard this, she anxiously gestured a few gestures, which meant "there is a knife in the kitchen, you go and take it."

The boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "It's not that serious, just in case, aunt, you go and stay. Otherwise, you will run away later, and you will hold me back."

The aunt immediately raised her eyebrows and gave him a blank look. With her usual pungent temper, she didn't say anything this time, and went straight to the back of the stove.She also understands that she is too old to speak, but those people will not sympathize with her, she is indeed a fool.

There is a tunnel dug by them at the stove, and it is usually through this tunnel that they can escape smoothly when encountering vicious guys.

Seeing the horse and its rider stepping through the autumn rain, the outline became more and more clear, the young man became more and more nervous, and when he pulled his right hand, he just touched something, which was hard and cold.

It was the kitchen knife that the aunt said.

The knife is long and square, and the handshake is a round wooden handle wrapped with a red ribbon.

To put it bluntly, it is an ordinary kitchen knife.

Just at this moment, the owner of the horse arrived, and the man jumped off the horse, wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat.

The young man's eyes became more serious, he could see clearly, this man jumped down without splashing a drop of rain!

Lifting the bamboo hat, a face separated by a scar appeared in front of everyone.

He glanced sideways at the boy and said, "It's the first time I've seen someone who is going to kill me with a kitchen knife."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head to look at the kitchen knife in his hand, and suddenly wanted to die.

The author has something to say: Guess which faction this person belongs to?And where is Mo Zheng now, friendly reminder, the last scene described =w=

Cute little theater——

Apprentice: let go

Master: don't let go

Disciple: I will go out this time and bring you candy back

Master: I don’t want sugar, I just want to go out with you

Disciple: ... what?

Master: The trick is too ruthless, he can't hold on QAQ