It's Not Easy Being a Master

Of course, in the end, Shen Zhixian still couldn't hug the little hedgehog apprentice. If he did, he was afraid that he would be stabbed on the spot... Cough, stuck into a honeycomb.

Shen Zhixian, who thought he had figured out how to handle the little apprentice, happily lifted off the young man's thin clothes, and then his heart sank halfway.

The wound was even worse than he had imagined.

The unique chill of the disciplinary whip lingered on the wound, and the blood was piled up black and never dispersed, looking extremely terrifying. The dark blood gushed out from the cracked scab, washing away the black ointment.

The ointment looked like an ordinary ointment, with a subtle taste and very poor effect. It was far from the high-quality elixir he sent over.Probably Yan Jin used this kind of ointment for the past few days, so the wound has been healed for a long time.

Shen Zhixian cleaned the wound for him with a gauze dipped in a special medicine.As soon as she touched the skin, Yan Jin trembled slightly, her muscles tensed up, the wound was squeezed, and the blood flowed more joyfully.

Shen Zhixian patted his arm casually with the other hand, comforting him, "Relax."

A piece of gauze was quickly soaked with blood.Treating the wound like this was extremely painful, and Shen Zhixian was worried that Yan Jin would not be able to bear it, so he purposely chatted to distract him: "Where is Yaya? Is he still hooking you? It's strange, this little guy is so close to you..."

After he said a few words, Yan Jin gave a slight and cautious "hmm", and his back tensed even more.

Shen Zhixian: "..."

He thought he had tried very hard to radiate kindness!What the hell did the original body do!Force a good young boy into this appearance!

Shen Zhixian had no choice but to fall silent.Originally, he wanted to ask Yan Jin why he didn't use the panacea he sent, but now that he thought about it, he probably didn't dare to use it.

I am afraid that he will move his hands and feet.

Wrap the bandage round and round, and wrap the last stretch around your body to tie a knot.Shen Zhixian simply stuffed the two pieces of bandages into his hands and let him tie the knots himself, got up to clean his hands, rummaged through the storage bag, and found Yan Jin's cloud-pattern brocade ribbon.

At this very moment, Yan Jin had already fastened the bandage in silence, her proficiency was heart-rending.

Shen Zhixian called "A Jin", took a deep breath, handed the brocade with flowing cloud patterns to the young man, and said solemnly, "Sorry."

When Yan Jin saw the familiar brocade belt, her whole body trembled, she snatched it back into her hand almost as if grabbing it, and looked through it over and over again with great care. She was sure that it was the one she had lost, and she breathed a sigh of relief before reacting belatedly. Come here - what did Shen Zhixian just say?

In the silence, Yan Jin tightly grasped the lost and found ribbon, only feeling absurd.

Sorry.

Shen Zhixian was actually saying sorry to him.

What are you sorry for, are you sorry for all the things in the past, or is there a new way of torturing people, or...

Yan Jin tilted her head and looked at Shen Zhixian, there was a slight sarcasm in her dark eyes, which couldn't be seen unless she looked carefully.He said slowly: "Master, have you been taken away?"

Shen Zhixian: "..."

Are the main characters and protagonists so sharp!

He opened his mouth to deny it with difficulty: "Seize the house? How could it be..." After a pause, he said seriously: "I have thought a lot about being a teacher in the past few days. In the past, many things were indeed too much for being a teacher. I will not be like this in the future gone."

He thinks that his attitude is quite serious and sincere. Recently, he personally picked up people from Siguoya, retrieved ribbons, and delivered medicines. He has been working hard to clean up...

But Yan Jin listened to his words, just lowered her head to pick up the clothes, and put them on on her own, silently expressing her disbelief.

Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and thawing is not just a matter of a moment... Shen Zhixian comforted himself crazily in his heart, so that he could resist the urge to hug the boy and beg him for forgiveness.

It doesn't matter, he can still be saved.During the more than a year of accepting Yan Jin as his disciple, the only thing Yuanshen did was the matter of the Cangjian Pavilion. Most of the time, Yuanshen ignored and condoned Yan Shen and other young disciples to make things difficult for Yan Jin.

The most egregious and cruel thing, the thing that broke Yan Jin's spiritual root, hasn't happened yet—Shen Zhixian remembers that it happened after Yan Jin went down the cliff. over here.

It can be regarded as a good time, and it didn't make things worse.

As soon as Shen Zhixian breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly thought of the matter of the Cangjian Pavilion, and he felt a little headache again.

He has been paying attention to the matter of the Cangjian Pavilion for the past few days, but the tail of the people behind Yan Shen has been cleaned up too quickly and too cleanly. He has not been able to figure out the details of various people since he first came here. I can talk about it.

The matter is destined to never come to light—at least not yet.

Shen Zhixian felt that he was a scumbag, and just after apologizing, he was about to tell others about the wrongs you suffered and I couldn't find out for you.

He hesitated to mention something vaguely, Yan Jin immediately reacted, and after a moment of silence, he only said: "It doesn't matter what happens to the disciple's life, Master, don't worry about it."

Shen Zhixian couldn't hear such self-deprecating words the most, frowned and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you are fine."

"What's the matter?" The young man asked back, with a faint sarcasm in his eyes, he didn't know whether he was mocking Shen Zhixian or laughing at himself.

Shen Zhixian was at a loss for words for a while, he is the protagonist, what is the protagonist, of course the protagonist can be anything!Hair loss is also a treasure!

Shen Zhixian paused for a moment, Yan Jin thought he had nothing to say, stood up silently, saluted him respectfully, turned around and was about to retreat.

Shen Zhixian subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab his arm, Yan Jin had been quietly guarding against him, and immediately reacted, turned sideways calmly, Shen Zhixian only grabbed his sleeve.

Confiscating his strength, he even tore his collar loose, revealing his thin collarbone with a delicate curve, which instantly caught Shen Zhixian's attention.

Shen Zhixian: "..." He quickly withdrew his hand, coughed lightly to cover up, and under Yan Jin's silent gaze, blurted out, "Hello...you look good."

Yan Jin: "..."

Yan Jin: "?"

He froze for a moment, and the next moment he walked out of the room without looking back.

Shen Zhixian... Shen Zhixian felt his old face turn red, and he just wanted to get under the bed and pretend he couldn't get out.

He watched Yan Jin go out, rubbed his forehead, and added vaguely: "Come over at night..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Yan Jin's footsteps were a little faster, and disappeared with a whistling sound.

"...Change the medicine again." He finished speaking slowly and sighed.

The young disciples who were arrested to work were very agile, and quickly cleaned up the small empty room. When they were about to come to find Shen Zhixian for a return order, they saw Yan Jin strode out of Shen Zhixian's room.

His clothes were disheveled and his face was pale. One of the sharp-eyed young disciples could easily see the slightly red tips of his ears.

Little disciple: "...Huh?"

The two young disciples that Shen Zhixian brought up this time were just getting started, and they were at the age where they were very curious about everything.The two don't know much about the conflict between their master and apprentice, and the gossip heart polluted by secular scripts is still alive and kicking.

Seeing Yan Jin enter the room without saying a word or looking back, the two young disciples looked at each other with curious expressions.