Is Master happy?

Although she had to be persuaded by Si Ming, most of Xiya's mind had been figured out, but she still had some unease. After Si Ming left, she paced back and forth at the door for a while, put her finger on the door, and rubbed it lightly twice. , and let it go.

Forget it, let her be self-willed for a little while, just for a little while, she will go out and confess her mistake to Master.

At the west end of the sunset, the courtyard was filled with red light, so she slowly pushed the door out and walked into the courtyard.

There is no one in the yard, the stone bench is empty, Yaozhou seems not to be there, Xi Ya looked at the front and back yards once, and sneaked a few glances at the window of the next room, but still did not find Yaozhou.

Her heart suddenly became empty, and she sat in the courtyard blankly, looking at the sky full of red clouds, her thoughts were somewhat complicated.

Master... Could it be that he is really angry?

She would think wildly by herself, and she hadn't seen Yaozhou come back for a long time, and gradually became uneasy in her heart. When the sun was over and there was still no one, she made up her mind, stopped waiting foolishly, and suddenly got up and stepped out. Wuqiu Xiaoyuan, looked around a few times, and then walked to another courtyard not far away, which was Si Ming's residence.

She knocked lightly on the door outside the courtyard and waited in silence, but no one responded for a long time. She rubbed her chin, wandered around the courtyard for a while, then took a deep breath, raised her breath lightly, and jumped onto the wall with all her strength, looking intently at the door. After looking around, he didn't see Si Ming's trace, so he became more and more puzzled.

In the past, Si Ming would never leave the courtyard at noon, why is he not here today?

While hesitating, Xi Ya flew towards the altar of the Sanqing Ceremony today. On the way, she met some patrolling disciples. She asked a few questions, but no one had seen Yao Zhou and Si Ming.

It was inevitable that she had some bad guesses in her mind, and she forcefully threw them out of her mind. No matter what happened, the master would not leave in a fit of anger, but it was me who sulked with her for a long time in vain.

She sighed softly, tapped her feet, and flew to land on the altar.

It was already dark, and the moonlight cast a large amount of light. In the daytime, there were still a group of Beiqiu disciples gathered here, but now there was no one there. She hit her head and gave a wry smile. If she will come here, she should obediently wait in Wuqiu Courtyard.

After that, she stepped back, anxiously walking along the eaves and walls, the night was dark, only the faint moonlight illuminated the road, and when she landed on a certain boundary, she slightly raised her eyes to identify the direction a few times, and was about to go again, suddenly But someone sneaked out from the side of the courtyard wall of a three-story wooden building, looked around a few times, and behaved very sneakily.

Could it be a thief?Xi Ya's thoughts moved, he stopped, hid under the eaves, looked carefully, and recognized the courtyard where the thief came in and out was Beiqiu's Library Pavilion.

The little thief landed swiftly, then slapped his sleeves a few times, held it up with one hand, and walked upright in the gate of Beiqiu Mountain.

The man's back is really familiar, Xi Ya glanced at it for a few times, and became more puzzled in his heart. After thinking for a while, he suddenly got up, coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Immortal Si Ming...don't Come all right."

The man was startled by the sudden sound, and suddenly turned his head to look, only to see a slender figure flying down under the moonlight, slowly approaching him, he blinked his eyes, and said in surprise He said: "Little friend Xiya?"

"It's me." Xi Ya bowed to him calmly, and when he looked up, he looked up, "How did Immortal Siming come out of the Book Collection Pavilion in Beiqiu? Could it be that he was bored at night to find a book to read?"

She herself didn't believe this, Si Ming coughed, his face was embarrassed, and he just said vaguely: "It's nothing else, just come out for a stroll."

"Come out for a stroll?" Xi Ya smiled lightly, and whispered: "It's okay, but there are many monks watching the night in Beiqiu. Today I discovered the fairy king. If someone else finds the fairy king one day, I'm afraid it's just this matter." It's hard to tell."

Si Ming was choked by her, and became a little angry from embarrassment. He reached out and tapped her forehead, "Don't make fun of me." Then he vowed: "Only this time, never again."

Xiya smiled lightly, thought of Yaozhou, sighed again, raised his head and asked him sadly: "Immortal Siming, do you know where my master has gone?"

Si Ming was also taken aback when he heard the words, "Why? Isn't your master in Wuqiu's courtyard?"

Xi Ya walked back side by side with him, nodded, "Yes, I went out this afternoon, and she wasn't there, Master Siming, is Master still angry with me?"

Si Ming looked at her with a smile, and calmly advised: "Don't think about it, your master is not such a stingy person."

The two walked to Wuqiu courtyard, Si Ming said goodbye to her, and went back to her own courtyard. She stood outside, hesitated for a while, then gently opened the door, walked in slowly, looked up, in this cold courtyard, There was a person standing slowly, with a white dress lightly falling, and a cool posture. When she saw her coming in, she smiled slightly, "I'm back."

"Master." Xi Ya's heart skipped a beat, he closed the door and entered, stood far away from Yao Zhou, nodded his head lightly, "I was worried about Master, and went out to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come back to the courtyard."

"Worried about me?" Yao Zhou squinted his eyes and smiled, with a somewhat cautious and probing face, "So, Xi Ya isn't angry with Master anymore?"

"Master..." Xi Ya's eyes turned red, and he shook his head vigorously, "Xi Ya is not angry with Master, and Xi Ya will never be angry with Master in this lifetime."

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Yaozhou smiled wryly, stepped forward and hugged the little apprentice into his arms, rubbed her hair with his hands, and said softly: "Why are your eyes red again? You can't say that you can't give birth to a master." I'm so angry, I'm clearly crying out of anger today."

Xi Ya wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, raised his head and said to her: "I didn't cry, but, but..." She muttered and couldn't tell why, and Yao Zhou smiled slightly when she saw it, and just hugged her in her arms, and said softly : "Xi Ya, Master Mojue is cruel. In this world, Master only cares about you alone. He really doesn't want to see you get hurt. If the sword is gone, Master will find another one for you. But if something happens to you, Where will Master go to find another creek?"

"I know," Xi Ya choked up, and nodded vigorously, "Master, Xi Ya will live a long time, and will stay with Master for a long time."

"Okay, Master has written it down." Yaozhou rubbed her hair and said softly: "Master has something for you."

She let go of Xiya, and as soon as she opened her sleeves, something flew out of it and landed in her hand, but it was a long sword with silvery light. She drew the sword out of its sheath. Xiya's sword is three fingers wide, the scabbard is like jade, and the sword's edge is sharp, with a cold light on it, which seems to have a monstrous aura.

Xi Ya stared in surprise, subconsciously asked Yao Zhou: "Master, this..."

Yaozhou handed the sword to her, with a serious expression on his face, "This sword cuts the clouds, and I will give it to my apprentice now."

"Zhan Yun?" Xi Ya muttered softly, took the sword over carefully, wiped it lightly with her fingers, and felt the chill go down to her bones, making her shiver. , asked: "Master, isn't this Master's sword?"

"No," Yao Zhou chuckled, "However, this sword is made from the same body as my sword. My sword is named Rumeng, and it was forged from the same cold stone as Zhan Yun. I don't use it often, and it would be a disgrace to leave it idle, so I might as well fetch it for your use."

"Did Master go to get the Zhanyun Sword today?" Xi Ya looked at her, his eyes became hot, "This afternoon, I was angry with Master and made Master sad, but I didn't want Master. Master still misses my disciple... "

She choked up, and a drop of clear tears fell on Zhan Yun, turning into cold air and flying up.

Yao Zhou hugged her lightly, very comforting, "Don't cry, Master broke your heart today, even if you are angry for three or four days, it will be fine, as long as you don't blame Master."

"Master..." Xi Ya was still sobbing, and was softly comforted by Yao Zhou in his arms, and he stopped after a while.

"Silly girl." Yao Zhou sighed softly, pulled out her broken hair and went over, "If Xiya is really not angry, come and sleep with Master these few days, okay?"

"Okay." Xi Ya managed to hold back tears, a little bit embarrassed, blushing on his cheeks.

She looked very cute this time, although Yao Zhou was overjoyed, he didn't dare to say it, for fear of her embarrassment, he just said softly: "In two days, Master will take you away, you go and talk to your friends tomorrow Farewell, fellow daoist, okay?"

Xi Ya froze for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Yao Zhou stroked her broken hair pityingly, and sighed: "When I'm with Master, I'm always on the move, I've wronged Xi Ya."

"Don't be wronged." Xi Ya shook his head, and said seriously: "Xi Ya only needs to be with Master, and the days are still long, maybe someday we can see each other again."

"That's right." Yaozhou packed Zhanyun for her and carried it on her back, but he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow in his heart, "It's getting late, let's go to rest first."

In the early morning of the second day, Xiya got up early, Yaozhou was still in bed, she was already dressed, and went to look for her at Jiujiu's residence as usual, but no one was there, and then she went to school, study After thinking about it, she wandered to a small flower hall that Jiujiu liked very much on weekdays, wandering around looking for her.

The flower hall was very remote, no one went there in the past, she looked around and found the flower hall was quiet, it didn't seem like anyone was here, so she stopped and wanted to go back.

Not far away, there was a slight rustling sound from a cluster of flowers, as if someone was muttering something in a low voice, Xi Ya stopped and asked hesitantly: "Nine nine?"

No one responded to her, she felt strange in her heart, hesitated for a moment, then walked over with a few steps, turned around the flower group softly, and quietly poked her head out, wanting to see who was behind her.

The flower ball was two people high, blocking everything behind, she only saw the white sleeves wiped, then she stepped out softly, leaned aside to look, but was shocked instantly.

There were indeed people behind the flower group, but it wasn't Jiujiu, but two monks, a man and a woman, who were embracing one place, bowing their heads and kissing softly, their faces were covered by their hair, and she couldn't see their faces clearly.

This, this... Xiya's heart was in a mess for an instant, and her face turned red almost instantly. She ran away in a panic, and before she had time to look for Jiujiu, she stumbled back to Wuqiu's small courtyard, and was shocked in the courtyard. Panting heavily at a loss, his face was terribly hot.

"Xi Ya?" Yao Zhou was talking to Si Ming, seeing her like this, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Xi Ya looked up at her, listening to her concerned words, only felt that in Xian'er's eyes, he could only see Master's rosy and soft lips, with some light and soft light, like spring cones, faintly seductive People, she thought of what she had just seen, and her heart became even more confused. She only stammered that I was fine, and hurried back to the house.