"Door?"

I tried to change his approach, and found a reason: "A powerful immortal like Master, does he still need someone to guard the door when he sleeps?" It's definitely not needed, Master, you're teasing Xiaoyu! ”

"Hmm."

He didn't look up, just answered.

Seeing him nod in agreement, my heart suddenly ignited hope again. It turned out that he said that I should go and guard the door, but in fact he was just trying to scare me, and he didn't really forget about me.

"Master, where is the place where Xiaoyu sleeps?" I asked, looking at him expectantly.

"Where do you sleep?"

He whispered a sentence, raised his hand to support his head, seemed to think for a while, and finally, turned his head to look at me, and slowly said, "Let's go and guard the door!" ”

"Huh?"

I couldn't help but scream. Speaking of which, how did he go back to the word 'door'.

When I looked up, I saw that he frowned slightly, looked at me with a little displeasure, and immediately closed his mouth obediently and looked at him with a pitiful face. Said to him in a sad voice: "Master, Xiaoyu is afraid of the cold. At night, it is windy outside, and small fish will freeze. ”

I looked at him with a sad look on his face, and he continued to drink on his own, as if he never had enough of it.

It was dark, the candle on the table had been lit, and I looked at Zilian bitterly, hoping that he would be accommodating, give me a quilt, and throw me a small pillow. In that way, even if I really stayed outside the door and slept, what if the ground was not hard and my body was not cold, and the night would pass.

"You don't go out yet?"

He looked up at me with a look of urging.

"Master."

I smiled at him flatteringly, approached him, and subtly reminded him, "Master, you have two quilts on your bed, is there one more?" ”

"Two beds?" He seemed to realize it, turned his head to look at it, and then turned back to me and said, "I don't think it's too much for the teacher, I want to sleep in a bed and build a bed for the teacher." Not much, no more, two quilts are just right. ”

Sleep in a bed, build a bed? He's too good at enjoying it.

But Weishenme, I don't even have a quilt. Although, it's summer, and it's hot during the day. However, at night, the temperature can still get very cold and cold. Even small fish like me, who often live underwater, still feel cold at night.

"Master, you can give a quilt and a small fish! It's not cold now, but at night, it's still getting cold. Xiao Yu only begged the master to lend Xiao Yu the most unpleasant quilt under the bed to cover it for one night, only one night. ”

After a while, Zilian said: "You have only been in the master for three days, but you have not taught you any Taoist immortal techniques as a teacher." One is that you are still young and your bones are too weak, and the other is that the old injuries have recurred in the past few days, and you urgently need to go to the City of Tears to find the deceased to find an elixir to heal. I delayed teaching you immortal arts, and I didn't feel very comfortable in my teacher's heart. ”

As he spoke, his eyes drooped, and he put on a very sad look.

Recurrence of an old injury? No, what he said was the wound he was wounded in the Battle of Su-ryu Mo three thousand years ago.

I heard rumors from the demons in the demon world, and the previous demon venerable was both in love and hatred for him. During the first battle of Zhu Liumo, the two fought in the dark, the sun and the moon were dark. In that battle, although the ghost glass died under Zilian's Haotian halberd, Zilian was also injured a lot by her moonstring qin. For thousands of years, he has been recuperating on Lingyun Mountain.

"Master"

I felt sorry for him, and I couldn't help but whisper to him.

"Now, the teacher has come to the world, I'm afraid that someone in the demon world has already been dispatched, and they want to kill the teacher halfway."

As he spoke, he looked up at me with a faint gaze.

"Master, don't be afraid, Xiaoyu will protect you if you die."

I clenched my fists and said to him with a determined expression.

"Good apprentice."

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Then tonight, you don't want to snatch the quilt of the teacher. Obediently go outside the door to guard the door for the teacher. ”

"Yes, the disciple obeys."

I patted my chest and assured him.