The days of raising apprentices in Xianmen [Rebirth]

Chu Qingjun said: "It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

Wen Yuzhi hesitated in the same place, apparently not wanting to leave, Mr. Chu Qing didn't know what he wanted to do, at this moment Wen Yuzhi was just an immature child, and he didn't know how to get along with each other, one of them didn't dare to speak, the other didn't know what to do, The master and apprentice just looked at each other.

Wen Yuzhi clenched his fists, as if to cheer himself up, "Master, can you give me this word?"

"Take it." Chu Qingjun raised his hand, and the scroll gathered itself and floated in the air, then fell into Wen Yuzhi's arms.

Wen Yuzhi was full of joy on his face, and bowed holding the scroll, "Thank you, Master, rest early!" After finishing speaking, he happily ran out holding the scroll.

Don't forget to close the door when you leave.

Seeing him leave, Mr. Chu Qing began to draw a new talisman again.

The original simple talisman strokes became cumbersome and complicated after being repeated again and again, and the spiritual power attached to it formed a rippled mist.

In the end, when Chu Qingjun made the last stroke, the mist suddenly dispersed, and the spiritual power dissipated, and gradually disappeared to half of the spiritual power just now.

Chu Qingjun frowned looking at the tattered talisman paper, how could this be so.

Fingertips across the edge of the talisman paper, no matter how you look at it, the originally abundant spiritual power on it has already dissipated when the last stroke fell.

Naturally so...

Chu Qingjun put his two fingers together, swung out with the aura as the blade, and instantly cut through the palm of his left hand, with faint red marks in it, and Chu Qingjun sent his hand to the inkstone.

Chu Qingjun tapped his left wrist lightly, and the blood from the wound immediately poured out.

The ink and blood in the inkstone are blended, but it is rare to be well-proportioned.

Chu Qingjun picked up the ink stick and grinded it until the ink gradually melted, then dipped the tip of the pen into some blood ink, and drew on the blank talisman paper.

Finally, the last stroke fell, and the ink fell a little thicker on the top.

- It's done.

The moment the talisman is formed, the upper layer of spiritual power wraps around the talisman and then quickly condenses, locking the spiritual power in it.

Chu Qingjun put down his pen and looked out of the window. The sky had completely darkened, and it was Zishi.

It's not too late to suppress Mozun's soul. At this time, Wen Yuzhi should be asleep. Mr. Chu Qing took the talisman in his hand and walked towards Wen Yuzhi's room.

Wen Yuzhi's outer door was wide open, the temperature in Fuqiao Zhougu is not high at this time of year, and sometimes there is a breeze at night, but fortunately, the inner door is closed.

Chu Qing Jun Silin repeatedly inserted a sleep talisman to be on the safe side, and heard the sound of turning over in the room, followed by the sound of deeper breathing.

Afterwards, Mr. Chu Qing opened the door and entered.

Wen Yuzhi was lying on the bed on his side, facing the door of the inner room. He was riding on the quilt with one leg, sleeping soundly with a small half of the quilt in his arms.

Chu Qingjun frowned and looked at this scene. The person who got the sleep charm was actually sleeping in this posture, which shows how noisy he is usually.

Sleeping like this for one night, I am afraid that I will catch a cold the next day, and I am still a child who has not practiced.

Chu Qing Jun Silin leaned over to take Wen Yuzhi's legs off the quilt for a long while, and adjusted his sleeping position to lie flat, then covered him with the quilt.

Seeing the neat and stable scene, Mr. Chu Qing injected spiritual power into the talisman paper. In the talisman, the drawn graphics gradually appeared in it, and then suddenly covered Wen Yuzhi's face, outlined with illusory golden threads , slowly sinking into it like a formation.

The talisman was on his forehead and gradually became transparent.

That's it.

Mr. Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Although this talisman could not completely wipe out the Demon Lord, it could buy time for Wen Yuzhi to grow.

It will take some time for the talisman to take effect gradually. Mr. Chu Qing took advantage of the moonlight to leave first, and his clothes passed by the door frame. The house heard that the talisman on Yu Zhi's head suddenly swayed, and fell off suddenly in the wind. Flying to the ground.

At the same time, Wen Yu Zhizhi lay on the bed for a long time and slowly opened his eyes.

Wen Yuzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, stunned for a while, jumped out of bed, picked up the talisman paper on the ground, and pasted it on his forehead again.

As soon as the talisman paper was attached, it gradually became transparent and then disappeared.

Wen Yuzhi smashed his mouth and fell asleep.

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The next day.

Before Chu Qingjun woke up, he heard chaotic noises outside, sometimes violent and sometimes gentle, he couldn't continue to sleep after he settled down, Chu Qingjun couldn't lift the quilt and get out of bed, and saw outside by the window that he was not half as tall as him Toddlers sent to and fro.

Wen Yuzhi was so immersed in his own efforts that he didn't notice the surrounding situation at all.

Chu Qing said: "What are you doing?"

Wen Yuzhi turned his head with a big lotus leaf in his hand, "Master, you're awake!"

Chu Qingjun nodded.

Wen Yuzhi waved the lotus leaf in his hand and said, "Master, Master, I caught a fish, let's eat grilled fish."

"Fish?" Chu Qingjun was taken aback for a moment, then remembered the spirit fish he raised in the lake, "You—"

"This fish is fat, but it's a bit stupid. There are several in one catch. I almost can't hold it. Master, eat more."

Mr. Chu Qing: "..."

The spirit fish are used to add spiritual power to the lake to maintain the formation. It is very difficult to breed the spirit fish. There are only more than [-] spirit fish in the Fuqiao Prefecture Valley. There are four fish.

There are also a few fluttering tails that are dying.

After Wen Yuzhi finished speaking excitedly, seeing that Mr. Chu Qing didn't respond, he clutched the corner of his clothes guiltyly, "What's wrong, Master?"

The fish was grilled, and he couldn't revive it even if it was cooked, so he said, "It's nothing."

Wen Yuzhi held up a grilled spirit fish to him, "Master, try it!"

"Thank you."

The spirit fish was grilled until it was burnt and golden, and it was expected to be very crispy after one bite. Mr. Chu Qing took a small bite, and the piece of spirit fish meat fell off before he could use force.

The bitter and mushy taste spread in his mouth, Chu Qingjun resisted the strange smell and swallowed the spirit fish, turned the fish over and saw that the whole back was completely black and disfigured.

Wen Yuzhi waited anxiously for Chu Qingjun's response, and when he saw him eating, he asked, "Master, how does it taste?"

Mr. Chu Qing: "It's okay."

"Master, let's eat more. If there is not enough food, the apprentice will catch it again." As he said, Wen Yuzhi also picked up one.

"Wait." Chu Qingjun quickly snatched the fish from Wen Yuzhi's hand, and said, "Since it's for me, you can't eat it."

Wen Yuzhi touched his small face, something stuck to his face and it was black, his food was taken away from his mouth, he didn't mean to be angry, he still looked at Mr. Chu Qing cheerfully , "Then I will watch Master eat."

Chu Qingjun gave Wen Yuzhi all the strings of spirit fish in his hand, and said, "Take it well."

"it is good."

The child holding the fish watched eagerly.

With a swipe of his hand, Chu Qingjun cleaned up the remaining few fish, skewered them and put them on the fire.

Use spiritual power to stir up the flames to make the fish mature.

In less than half a moment, the burnt smell of the fish had spread, Chu Qingjun said: "Go to the small kitchen to get some salt."

"Good master." Wen Yuzhi replied crisply, and then trotted all the way, before taking two steps, he turned back and put down the grilled fish in his hand, just about to run again, Wen Yuzhi scratched his head Scratching his head, "Master, where is the kitchenette?"

He's only here for the first day and doesn't know anything.

Chu Qingjun said: "There is a small kitchen on the left side of my house. You can see it when you go in."

Wen Yuzhi ran away, and then came out with a big jar, "Is it this, Master?"

"……Yes."

The spirit fish only needs to be cooked, it doesn't need to be grilled delicately, or even seasoned, but considering the taste of the child, Mr. Chu Qing still added some salt.

Dry the grilled spirit fish for a while and pass it to Wen Yuzhi, "Taste it."

Wen Yuzhi bit it down, "Mmmmm! It's hot...it's hot."

Wen Yuzhi covered his mouth and jumped up and down in pain.

Chu Qingjun grabbed him, "Don't move."

Wen Yuzhi was tearful, but after hearing Master's words, he still stood obediently, "Master."

"It's okay." The kung fu practiced by Chu Qingjun was cold, and his spiritual power was somewhat cold.

Wen Yuzhi smashed his mouth, the hot lips that were still sore just now were a little cold.

It's not comfortable, but it's much better than before.

Wen Yuzhi said, "Thank you, Master."

Chu Qingjun said: "Be careful when eating in the future."

"Ok!"

"Eat quickly."

Wen Yuzhi was eating one but looked at the other ones, "Master, I still want to eat."

Chu Qingjun looked at the spirit fish that had only been bitten in his hand, shook his head and said nothing, and then put on other fish and grilled them together.

Mr. Chu Qing didn't use his spiritual power to cook these fish slowly.

When Wen Yuzhi finishes eating one, the rest will be almost ready.

Chu Qingjun handed him the grilled fish and said, "Come in when you finish eating." Then he turned and went back to the house.

As for the fish that Wen Yuzhi had spoiled at the beginning, the child would naturally not touch it when he was full.

However, after Wen Yuzhi finished eating the spirit fish that his master had grilled for him, he put away the other grilled fish and carried them down.

The two juniors haven't tasted his craft yet.

When you first arrive, it's a welcome gift.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuzhi's pace quickened a lot, vaguely saw two figures by the lake, and shouted anxiously: "Su Yitang! Moet! I'm bringing you delicious food!"

Mo Yue turned around and looked at him, then nodded at him, "Brother."

"Have you eaten yet? I'll bring you delicious food." Wen Yuzhi approached and saw tears on Su Yitang's face. He was a little puzzled, "What's wrong, Junior Brother?"

"Yitang often plays with the spirit fish in this lake, and has named all the spirit fish in this lake. When I saw it early today, I found that there are many less, and I am sad."

Wen Yuzhi: "..."

Su Yitang was sobbing and crying very sadly, but she still saluted Wen Yuzhi and asked, "What did senior brother just say?"

Moet: "Brother said..."

Before he could finish speaking, he spotted some grilled fish in Wen Yuzhi's hand.

"Wow!" Su Yitang burst into tears, "Little Hong, you guys died so miserable."