Chu Lingxi looked at the old immortal and went to look at Xiao Daosheng again.

At the end of the feast, Jia Mu grabbed the bean sprouts: "I'll take you to a special place." ”

Liu Ya asked, "Are you not going to see the Immortal Emperor again?"

"None of those old clansmen are fuel-efficient lamps, my father is busy, I won't go to make trouble for his old man, and..."

Jia Mu always felt that the state of the bean sprouts was abnormal: "When you eat, you are always distracted, and you look sullen, why?"

Liu Ya avoided mentioning the matter: "I'm fine, it's time to practice longitudinal art." ”

Jia Mu grabbed her pigtail and didn't let go: "The young master has a sharp eye, he has never looked at it, and he honestly confessed, did anyone bully you?"

Liu Ya opened his hand, and his apricot eyes were round: "You are the only one who bullies me!"

"How can you practice spells well with your heart, take you to relax first. ”

Jiamu turned his finger and chanted a mantra, and the blue boat on the other side of the lake floated in.

"I don't have the mood and time to swim in the lake..."

But Liu Ya couldn't beat the devil and was finally dragged onto the boat.

Loaded with a boat of autumn colors, tiling ten miles of lake light, young men and girls sit opposite each other, no oars with the waves.

Jia Mu easily fished out a few fallen orange-red maple leaves from the water and shook them in front of her: "The melancholy wind is only suitable for stunning beauties, and a girl with an ordinary appearance like you is more pleasing to the eye by smiling more." ”

The autumn scenery is easy to be sentimental, Liu Ya sits on her knees, full of melancholy: "Am I... Shouldn't you come to Huaxu to cultivate immortals at all?"

Jiamu was circled on the spot: "A woman's heart is more changeable than the day in June, just now she was shouting that she wanted to practice immortal arts, and she was going to give up cultivating immortals as soon as she turned her face?"

"When I was in Shobundo... I suddenly... Suddenly I miss Daddy... I feel sorry for him..."

Liu Ya bit her lip tightly, trying to control the tears rolling in her eyes.

Jia Mu vetoed her stupid thoughts in a firm tone: "You are a poor girl at a young age, who survived the sea of suffering alone in the world, and finally entered the immortal gate after all the twists and turns, is the hardest working one among all Taoist beings, and your father and mother will definitely be proud of you in heaven!"

"But I'm the worst of all the Taoist students, and I can only embarrass my father when I come to Huaxu. ”

Two lines of clear tears rolled down, and Liu Ya hurriedly rubbed them with her sleeves.

Only then did Jia Mu understand the reason, it was all the fault of the old man, and he carefully explained it.

"The patriarchs of the White Tiger Clan and the Feng Clan are all narrow-minded old bastards, Liu Shangxian didn't look down on these old foxes when he was alive, they spoke harshly in Zhaowen Hall, purely out of envy and jealousy for your father, those bastard words should go in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, it's not worth going to your heart at all!"

Women love to turn over old accounts, and Liu Ya is no exception: "How can they be mean to you, you once said that I would insult my father's reputation." ”

"My mouth is very indebted, and I often make some heartless jokes~"

Jia Mu did not hesitate to blacken himself, and said: "After coming to Huaxu, I accidentally discovered that you are talented, so I did everything possible to deceive you into being my apprentice, thinking that I am a demon in the fairy world, how can I accept apprentices casually?"

Liu Ya didn't believe it: "You just want to use me as a maid." ”

Jia Mu's persuasion was different: "You think about it from another angle, so many Taoist students, why did I choose you?" At first, I did plan to make you a maid, but later I was upgraded to an apprentice, in the future, if your immortal cultivation small universe explodes, and the level of magic soars, I can worship you as a teacher." ”

"Don't lie to me anymore..."

Liu Ya's confidence fell to the bottom: "When my father was alive, he rarely mentioned the past of the fairy world, and he didn't teach me much about immortal arts... Maybe... Maybe he found out I didn't have talent..."

"Liu Shangxian has some flesh and humanity, how can you be willing to force you to learn spells and Taoist scriptures at such a young age, you were born with immortal energy, and your life span is long and tens of millions of years, why rush for a moment. ”

Drops of bean sprouts and tears slammed into the softest part of Jiamu's heart, and he handed over a handkerchief distressedly, pretending to be serious and telling the truth: "Cultivating immortals is like climbing a mountain, and it is easy to fall and stumble when you rush to the top of the mountain, so it is better to enjoy the roadside scenery in a beautiful way, just like the story of a tortoise and a rabbit race..."

He clapped his hands suddenly, and the degree of surprise was no less than discovering the ultimate mystery of the universe: "Liu Shangxian likes to raise turtles and draw turtles, maybe it implies a deep meaning, I just hope that you will be a happy and persevering little turtle cultivating immortals!"

Liu Ya was very puzzled: "How do you know about my father's raising of turtles and drawing turtles?"

Jia Mu was inconvenient to tell his aunt about raising mortal turtles in Ruoshui, so he casually made up the reason: "I saw you draw it before, and I guess it should be related to Liu Shangxian." ”

The fairy road is far away, the future is bleak, Liu Ya's grievances and fatigue for days have erupted at this moment, tears are like pearls with broken threads, and the handkerchief is soon soaked with tears and snot.

Jia Mu stroked her shoulder and tried to comfort: "Take 10,000 steps back, the life of immortals is not necessarily happier than that of mortals, otherwise how could your father give up his immortal status and return to the world?"

"I've never been able to figure out why Daddy is hiding the past from me?"

"People should look forward when they live, and they are not heroes at all if they talk about old exploits all day long. ”

Liu Ya's pessimism about self-questioning became heavier and heavier: "I am very different from my father... Is it possible ... My biological parents are someone else?"

Jia Mu made up her brain hole tightly: "Your character should be a little turtle who bravely climbs the fairy mountain, not a little tadpole looking for his father!"

Liu Ya half-buried her head in the crook of her arm, and sobbed: "You have a background about your father who loves and cares for you, you have the talent to cultivate immortals and learn the Tao, and you have a background that no one dares to mess with, so you can't understand my feelings at all." ”

"Actually... The appearance of giggling is just a protective color of my inner sadness. ”

No one wants to be a notorious demon of the world, they are all done as a last resort, Jiamu is not a rich and young man who does not understand the sorrow of the world, and he can't help but open his heart in the face of bean sprouts who are sympathetic.

"My mother is not an immortal, but a mixed race of demons and demons, she died of dystocia when she gave birth to me, although my father loved me very much, but he always had a lot of government affairs to do, unable to take care of me all the time, my mother and brother were caring on the surface, but behind the scenes they were harsh and tortured, and other immortals were always pointing fingers behind my back, I only had two choices in my life, either to be a miserable and miserable bag, or to be a demon of the mixed world that everyone feared. ”

"If you want to cry, don't hold back, vent it and feel a little more relaxed. ”

It's not the devil who creates misfortune, it's misfortune that creates the devil, and Liu Ya is annoyed that she has always misunderstood him.

"I'm not a resentful woman, so I don't hug you and cry!"

Even if it's not a sin for a man to cry and cry, Jia Mu will not snot and tears, and the character will take a 180-degree turn: "It is completely meaningless to indulge in the past, and only by looking forward to the future can we create brilliance!" Master, I solemnly decide that from tomorrow onwards, I will study the Tao and cultivate the Fa with you, work hard, work hard, study hard, and make progress every day, and slap those black trolls who have nothing to do in the face!"

Liu Ya seriously suspected that the demon was possessed by a ghost: "You... Are you sure it's the scumbag Jiamu who sleeps in class all day and doesn't care about the Taoist scriptures?"

"From now on, I won't be the first to cheat, I want to be a real scholar!"

Ever since he was stimulated by Twilight's superb indulgence that day, Jiamu learned from the pain and realized that he could not break through the bottleneck of immortal arts without cultivating the Taoist scriptures, and he would never think of wringing out the rag through spells in this life.

He was like a chicken blood, bursting with positive energy, clasping his fists with both hands and shouting: "Shout with me, come on, come on, come on!"

Liu Ya responded weakly: "Come on~"

Jia Mu was deeply dissatisfied, and forcibly pulled her two hands up: "You can give it a little more force, shout like me, come on, come on, come on!"

Liu Ya looked at the unusually devil and couldn't help laughing: "I hope you do what you say, come on! come on!"

Jia Mu is like a successful student who cheats money and fools his mentor: "Follow me and shout again, come on! come on!"

"Come on, come on, come on!"

The breeze was long, the water was rippling, Lan Zhou was floating steadily, but he was swaying left and right by the two of them, and Chu Lingxi, who was squatting at the stern of the boat and eating dog food, almost fell into the lake, and scolded bitterly: "Add your sister's oil!"

However, she gave a million points of affirmation to Jiamu's emotional intelligence - this kid is simply a talented lover, and the tricks of flirting with girls are renovated, first there is a koi dance under the moon, and then there are fireflies in the memory of the forest, and now it is a lake shouting cheers, both domineering and dedicated, both bastard and gentle, no wonder the bean sprouts are obsessed with him and have no regrets.