Chapter 70: The Drama Boy

Seeing that Mo Sanci's eyes were not very kind and friendly, the young man immediately changed what he wanted to say: "Hello teacher!"

It looks really pure and harmless, but Mo Sanci didn't think that this little boy who was probably a demon was pure and harmless.

And, little boy, can you replace the word "teacher" with something else?

Seeing that Mo Sanci only looked at him expressionlessly, and there was no sign of forgiving him, the young man had to take a step back: admit his mistake to get forgiveness.

How?

After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and wiped his eyes: "I'm sorry, Master, I thought you were the apprentice of the master just now...... But then I found out I was wrong...... Master, it's all my fault, you can ...... me if you beat me and scold me" This tone is almost a handful of snot and tears.

Mo Sanci looked at the little boy who pretended to look very similar, and put a question mark in his heart: ...... What does this interpretation mean?

Seeing that Mo Sanci was still indifferent, there was no soft-heartedness on his face at all, and the young man had no choice: why is the reality so difficult?

The two of them stared at each other, and finally fell silent.

The seal on the side introduced Mo Sanci: "This is Zhicun, it is a nightmare. ”

Nightmare nodded like pounding garlic, and the happiness on his face couldn't be hidden: Master is introducing him to Master! He has taken a big step closer to the goal of apprenticeship!

Mo Sanci's eyes suddenly felt a little more sympathetic when he looked at the young man: it turned out that this was the nightmare in the mouth of the village chief of the Shenshu Village, "The dead skin has to worship the god as a teacher, but the god has not agreed".

The poor child had to be hanged from a tree.

And ah, why worship Feng Yi as a teacher, isn't it good to be chic in the world alone?

Nightmare blinked and looked at Mo Sanci: there seemed to be sympathy in Shi Niang's eyes...... Great!

He smiled innocently and brightly: "Master, have you forgiven me?"

Mo Sanci looked at Zhicun, whose eyes were full of sparkling, and corrected solemnly: "I'm not a teacher, you are mistaken." ”

"What?!" Zhicun's face changed instantly, as if Mo Sanci had committed some unforgivable sin, "Then you are really Master's apprentice?!"

"No!" Mo Sanci quickly and neatly resolutely denied: It's too fast to turn his face!

The coercive arrogance on Zhicun's body disappeared suddenly, but he suddenly remembered that Feng Yi was still by his side!

It's over! It's over!

"Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't be angry casually. "The voice is quieter than a mosquito, and the head can't be lowered.

Feng Yi said: "Come with me." ”

Zhicun was about to jump up with joy: "Obey, Master!"

He happily followed Feng Yi, and when he walked to the door of the tent, he secretly snapped his fingers with his hands behind his back, and removed all the surrounding dreams.

Mo Sanci followed behind Zhicun, looking at Zhicun's small movements, and snickered in his heart.

The candles in the tent were lit, and the light of the fire came, but Mo Sanci could not see the shadow of Zhicun.

The words of the village chief of the sacred tree are still fresh in my memory, "Zhicun is very peculiar, he is formless and formless, and he can appear in any form, but he has no shadow, because he belongs to the 'shadow' himself." ”

Zhicun was very keenly aware that Mo Sanci looked at the ground, knowing that she had found that she had no shadow.

"Master~ I'm so pitiful~ You help me and ask the master to agree to accept me as an apprentice~"

"I'm not a teacher. ”

But the master didn't deny it, just screaming and screaming. ”

What kind of logic is this, why can't she understand it?

Mo Sanci patiently corrected: "I'm really not a teacher. ”

Zhicun blinked, with an expression of ignorance and ignorance I don't understand what you're talking about.

If it was Mo Xiaosi, she would have grabbed her ears and shouted, don't really think that she is a child because she looks like a child, she has lived for I don't know how many years, and she is still pretending!

Mo Sanci decided not to explain this stubborn nightmare.

"Feng Yi, you tell him. ”

Zhicun waited for Feng Yi's answer with his eyes wide open.

Feng Yi said: "She is a mixed element diagram. ”

Zhicun was stunned by this answer, he looked at Mo Sanci blankly, and only came back to his senses after a while, but suddenly stammered when he spoke: "That...... That...... That...... Then you...... You ......"

Do you need to be so surprised?

Mo San said kindly: "You say it slowly?"

Zhicun gasped, glared at Mo Sanci, and slowed down for a while before he said with anger on his face: "Then didn't you book the position of the chief disciple, big! liar!"

"Big liar" Mo Sanci felt very aggrieved and defended: "What kind of big liar...... I don't know how to apprentice, you're thinking too much. ”

"Really?" Zhicun rolled his eyes and glared at Mo Sanci, if it weren't for the fact that the height difference between the two was not much, Mo Sanci would have wondered if this person was going to make an eye on the top of his head to stare at her.

"Really!" Mo Sanci swore and promised, "I will never worship the Yi Rank Master, the position of the chief disciple will always be yours!"

Zhicun was not at ease: "Then let's make an agreement, so that I can believe you." ”

Conventions?

Mo Sanci asked, "What agreement?"

"Retractor hook. After Zhicun finished speaking, he found that he was too soft, coughed a few times, and said in a calm voice, "Hook!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of pulling the hook.

Mo Sanci glanced at Feng Yi, and saw that Feng Yi was still reading if there was no one else, and he couldn't help it

Who is responsible for her current situation?

"What's so good about Feng Yi, why do you have to worship him as a teacher?"

"Even if you are a mixed element diagram, you can't speak ill of Master. "Zhicun has become a gloomy little boy," hurry up and pull the hook. ”

But Mo Sanci would not be oppressed by the breath of Zhicun, she had a straight face: "You are not allowed to call me a mixed yuan map, otherwise there will be no hook." ”

Zhicun immediately compromised: "That...... What's that called?"

"My name is Mo Sanci. ”

Zhicun nodded: "Xiao Mo." ”

Xiao Mo is Xiao Mo, she can still accept this title.

Mo Sanci stretched out his hand and hooked Zhicun's little thumb.

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, and never change (for a hundred years)!"

"Do it all over again. "Knowing the Tao," to say forever. ”

"Good~"

After the agreement, Zhicun looked obedient again, without a trace of the gloomy atmosphere just now.

The well-behaved little boy who got a very guaranteed "Oh Woo Woo" ran to Feng Yi to offer his courtesy, and he took out a bowl-sized night pearl: "Master, use this lighting, you see how beautiful this light is, like the sun's rays, it is very bright, much brighter than a candle." ”

It was indeed bright, bright enough to blind her eyes. Mo Sanci covered his eyes and turned his back. Something so bright, this can light up this piece, right?

In the face of Zhicun's enthusiasm, Feng Yi only responded with zero points: "Put it away." "His voice was flat, and he was no different from his usual speech.

Zhicun is not happy: Why is Master so gentle when he talks to Xiao Mo? Is it because he is now a man? Does he want to become a woman? But he wants to be of the same gender as Master......

Tangled......