Was watched by the master

I wanted to ask Little Pearl when I went to see her, but I ran into Fang Ziming on the way the next day.

Fang Ziming showed surprise, and asked Fang Mu, "Where are you going, little brother?"

"The master was called away by someone sent by the master. No one taught me how to practice swords, so I just wanted to see Little Pearl." Fang Mu truthfully confessed that Fang Ziming's coincident appearance did not give him much thought.

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, why don't you go with me? It will save you the trouble of running away." Fang Ziming spoke calmly, as if he really just happened to have nothing to do, so he stopped by to have a look.

But he said yesterday that he was curious about Little Pearl...

Fang Mu thought for a while and said, "Okay, but senior brother, Little Pearl is very afraid of strangers. If he is afraid of you then, I have to trouble you to stand farther away."

Fang Ziming smiled slightly, "It's okay, everything will be arranged by the younger brother."

"Then let's go." Fang Mu stood up straight, ready to be dragged into the air.

Fang Ziming is a gentleman, and he has always paid more attention to the distance between him and Di Kun, so he just grabbed Fang Mu's shoulder and jumped up, then threw Fang Mu into the air, and the fan flew out from his sleeve and landed on him. He stepped on the fan and flew to Fang Mu's side, and pulled Fang Mu to his side to stand on the fan under his feet.

Stepping on their fans, the two slowly flew in the direction of Long Zehai.

It's not that Fang Mu doesn't know any flying skills, it's just that he can't control the direction and balance force accurately. Even with a fan as a flying medium, he can't fly stably.Now that Fang Ziming is leading him, he can fly along.

This feeling is quite good, as if my flying skills are also good.

Their flight speed is not fast, but not slow.They flew to the destination within ten minutes, and they landed on the shore, leaving shallow footprints on the white sand.

Fang Mu ran towards the beach and called out to the sea: "Little Pearl, brother is here, are you there?"

Fang Ziming stood at a distance and did not approach, he was afraid that he would startle Little Pearl, and make him retract into the clam shell like last time.

He never thought that there would be such a good-looking person who could steal his heart away with just one glance. This was a feeling he had never felt before.

As if...he wasn't really alive before, but now he is, because his heart has never felt such a strong beating.

On the surface of the sea, a huge sea clam emerged from the water and slowly approached the shore. Fang Ziming felt his heart beating more violently every time he got closer.

The sea clam stopped on the shore, and the seam of the shell opened slowly, revealing a pair of blue eyes from the seam of the shell.

Just when Fang Ziming thought he was about to see the beautiful boy hidden inside, the clamshell suddenly closed again.

Even Fang Mu was a little surprised. He tapped the back of the shell lightly and called out in a low voice, "Little Pearl, what's wrong with you? It's me, Fang Mu, your brother."

The body of the shell moved slightly, and the seams of the shell opened again, revealing the twinkling blue eyes again.

He looked at Fang Mu, then glanced at the distance, and softly uttered a word: "He..."

Fang Mu looked back and saw that it was his gentle senior brother.

It turned out to be the case.

"He is my elder brother, not a bad guy, don't be afraid."

The man inside the clam shell nodded slowly, but did not open the clam shell any further.

"Are...are you afraid of him?" Fang Mu asked.

Little Pearl didn't answer, but shrank her body down.

Strange, the elder brother is so kind-hearted, handsome and elegant, how could Little Pearl be afraid of him?He remembered that the children who had never seen the senior brother before were willing to get close to him when they saw the senior senior brother for the first time.

Fang Mu was puzzled.

He couldn't help but say a few good words for Fang Ziming, "Don't be afraid, little pearl, my elder brother is a good person, a very good person, and I won't hurt you."

Fang Ziming stood in the distance, motionless, his eyes following the little pearl's every move.

After hesitating for a while, Little Pearl slowly opened the shell.

His entire upper body was exposed, and his hair was long and loose behind him, partially covering his legs.

Shui Lingling's almond eyes glanced in Fang Ziming's direction, and then quickly dodged. He grasped the edge of the shell nervously with both hands.

Fang Ziming choked for breath, his breath seemed to flow back into his body, his chest heaved up and down.

"Can I go over and have a look?" His voice was obviously hoarse.

Fang Mu looked back at Fang Ziming, then held the back of Little Pearl's hand and asked, "Is that okay?"

Little Pearl stretched out her hand nervously to grab the clothes in front of Fang Mu, covered herself with Fang Mu's body, tilted her head to look behind Fang Mu with only half of her face exposed, and met Fang Ziming's eager gaze.

He whized back a little more.

That person... was looking at him.

"Is it okay?" Fang Ziming stared at Little Pearl and spoke again, the pleading tone in his tone increased a bit.

I don't know if Fang Mu said this sentence or to Little Pearl, but Fang Mu subconsciously felt that he should not answer at this time. He just looked down at Little Pearl's reaction and patted Little Pearl on the shoulder. , Let Little Pearl rest assured.

Little Pearl pulled his clothes harder, and saw the head in front of her nod, and a soft "hmm" came out of her throat.

Fang Mu turned around in surprise, and waved to Fang Ziming.

Fang Ziming's first step was a long one, and he felt like he wanted to finish it all in one step, but gradually he slowed down, maintaining his usual gentlemanly demeanor.

Little Pearl was still a little scared, and kept pulling on Fang Mu's clothes, trying to hide herself with the clothes, looking very cute. .

"Hello, my name is Fang Ziming." Fang Ziming smiled and stretched out his hand.

Little Pearl shrank to the side subconsciously.

Fang Mu hurriedly explained: "The master said that his mind is still like a child, and it will take some time for him to return to normal, so maybe he still doesn't understand what shaking hands means."

"It's okay." Fang Ziming withdrew his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Little Pearl's face, "He looks so good-looking."

When Fang Mu heard this, he was excited, and hurriedly echoed: "Isn't it, he is really beautiful, and he is so cute and cute!"

"Yeah." Fang Ziming smiled. He took out a piece of milky white sugar cube from his sleeve and handed it to Little Pearl, "It's the first time we meet, please eat some sugar."

Fang Mu is no stranger to the fact that Fang Ziming has candy. The kids in the door love to cling to the elder brother, so he always has candy on him.

But for Fang Mu, who hadn't eaten candy for a long time, he still couldn't help swallowing. He patted Little Pearl on the shoulder and said, "Eat it, it's very sweet."

Shui Ling blinked her eyes, then slowly leaned over and opened her mouth to bite the candy into her mouth.

After tasting it twice, the blue eyes lit up, and the eyes shone with light.

"Delicious." There was joy hidden in the soft voice, and the hand holding Fang Mu's clothes loosened a little.

Fang Mu was even more shocked, "Little Pearl, can you speak?!"

It doesn't seem right to ask this, but he doesn't need to teach Little Pearl what she said today!

"Brother, it's delicious, sugar."

Fang Mu was almost overjoyed, which showed that Little Pearl had been recovering, and the speed was quite fast.

"It's so cute." Fang Ziming's ears were slightly hot, and he took out another candy, pinching the candy with his index finger and thumb, and asked Little Pearl: "Do you want more?"

Little Pearl raised her eyes to look at Fang Ziming, slowly poked over, and lightly swallowed sugar from Fang Ziming's hand, even her fingers were caught by Little Pearl.

A hot current flowed from the wet fingertips to the whole body, Fang Ziming's whole ears were red.

And Little Pearl looked like a person who had nothing to do, and retreated after biting the candy.

It was just a matter of a moment, of course the careless Fang Mu didn't notice this, he stretched out his hand to Fang Ziming, "Brother, where is mine?"

Fang Ziming coughed dryly: "No more."

"Ah?" Fang Mu said disappointedly: "How could it be gone? You usually carry so many."

"Sorry, I took less today."

In fact, he still has some on him, but he... wants to leave all the candy to this cute boy in front of him.

"Well, remember to bring more next time." Fang Mu said.

"En." Fang Ziming replied with a guilty conscience.

On the Penglai Hall.

Fang Zhi stretched his legs and lay on the main chair, holding a jug of good wine in his hand and drinking it contentedly.

In front of him, Fang Han was doing his best to peel peanuts for him.

"No." Fang Zhi raised his head and took another sip of wine.

"But they want to invite you by name. It's not good if you don't go. After all, the relationship between the two clans is very good."

"Just say I went back to retreat."

As soon as he heard the word "retreat", Fang Han became anxious. He stopped peeling the peanuts, and hurriedly moved to Fang Zhi, "How can this be done? You have finally left the customs once. How long has it been since you have to go back again? There are people inside the door Many things depend on you to take charge of the overall situation!"

Fang Mubai gave Fang Han a look, "That's what you, the sect master, should do."

"Anyway, it's not possible. You can't go back to retreat, at least... at least you have to stay in the door for two years." Fang Han simply threw up and tugged on Fang Zhi's sleeve like a child.

He probably doesn't know how hot his eyes are when he looks at this face that is nearly fifty years old. Fang Zhi pushed his hand away in disgust and asked, "Are you still a child?"

"Cough..." Fang Han sat back in embarrassment, but still said: "Anyway, you can't go back to retreat so quickly. Other clans have ancestors in charge, so we can't lose."

"The heart of comparison is not advisable."

"This is not a comparison, this is to stabilize our clan's position among other clans." Fang Han spoke righteously.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Fang Zhi started drinking again by himself.

"I'm talking about the real master. My hexagram can only be used once in a lifetime. It must be accurate. If you stay outside for a while, you may meet him. You see, you have been alone for so many years, and it is good to have someone to accompany you." Isn't it?" Fang Han started to mention which pot and which pot he didn't mention.

I thought Fang Zhi would dismiss it as usual, but I didn't expect him to change his usual attitude and ask: "Really?"

Fang Han froze for a few seconds before he realized, he nodded frantically: "It's true, it must be true."

Fang Zhi suddenly chuckled: "That can be expected."

"Hmm, are you going to the banquet?"

"No." Fang Zhi still gave the original answer.

"But if your good match is there, wouldn't you miss it?"

"No, my love will not be there."

"Uh..." Fang Zhi's tone was so sure that Fang Han didn't know how to refute, "Then...then they ask, what should I say?"

"Whatever you want, find a way to prevaricate yourself, if it doesn't work, just say that I have gone back to retreat."

"Okay then." Fang Han lowered his shoulders and reluctantly agreed, he would rather lie to prevaricate the other party than to really retreat.