Orchid Garden

"Jiang Squeak, why did you wake me up? Ask if you have come back? "

Song Beichuan got up a little angrily and asked Jiang Squeak.

"I don't know!"

Jiang squeaked and rubbed Song Beichuan's ear with his cute little head, scratching him with a pampered smile.

"Then why did you wake me up?"

The slender fingers flicked the squeaky head of the chinchilla.

Mu Xi in the body of the chinchilla blushed with shame, this is the first time he has such an intimate action with the opposite sex!

"I'm hungry!"

"Why are you hungry again, the amount of food you eat today is amazing!"

As soon as the words fell, the jade hand waved, and after the peach blossoms fell, a lot of delicacies and fresh seasonal fruits appeared on the table.

"Thank you, Brother Kitagawa!"

Seeing the food, Jiang squeaked with golden light and jumped to the table with short legs.

Outside the Orchid Garden

"Senior brother, the master is back, let me send you to the main hall!"

A level 10 Tsing Yi immortal shouted in front of Song Beichuan's Youlan Garden, not to be disrespectful to him, but that this cold-faced senior brother has a rule, except for the entourage of the chinchilla, which can transform into a human form and enter and exit the Youlan Garden freely, no one else can enter or leave.

"I'll come when I go, you can take care of your home."

"Okay, okay."

The chinchilla nodded in agreement, I remember that I didn't set such a gentle side for Song Beichuan!

As the game setter, Mu Xibei can't understand this hundred-level master Song Beichuan, is it because he has passed the hundred-level master?

Or was someone tampered with her setting the male lead?

It's just the smiling face she likes, "Hee~~" Mu Xibei is extremely happy.

The reason why the game has been extended to the market is that Mu Xibei experimented with the role of the heroine Bao Xiaobai, and always felt that Song Beichuan's role was less gentle, and it was very good to see him at this moment.

"If I let me know which god changed it for me, I will thank him and his whole family..."

"Wait! Knowing that he has come in, what will happen to that black-bellied Bao Xiaobai?

"Please return to the Master, I'll be there later."

Song Beichuan picked up the white folding fan next to the jade pillow and stepped out of the door.

"Meow meow, million missions!"

Song Beichuan's back showed the task, and Jiang's squeaky cat's eyes could see it clearly.

"Hula, hula!" Mu Xibei recited the mantra to make the woolly rat turn into a human form, but there was no response at half-sound.

However, in the setting, every time Song Beichuan goes out on a mission, Jiang Squeak has to transform into an assistant.

"Hula, hula!" Another attempt to transform, still plush.

There must be a loophole in the setting, snap your fingers, and the brain is like a computer database, and the code appears.

I quickly fixed the bug and forced myself to take a five-minute nap while waiting for the system to update its settings.

The main hall of Qingcheng Academy

"Disciple see Master!"

Song Beichuan bowed his head respectfully.

"That's it, no need to be polite!"

The cadres and others in the main hall are standing straight, Tsing Yi to Tsing Yi (junior division), red to red (intermediate division), black to black (senior division), white to white (senior division).

Song Beichuan, the white-clothed teacher, was empty behind him, and he was the only young teacher in white at the age of eighty in the past hundred years of Qingcheng Academy.

Ten white-clothed masters, cultivating according to their qualifications, stood in a row in turn; They are all white-clothed people who have been cultivated for more than 300 years!

The master of the hall, Song Shijie, is the founder of the school, and now he has been cultivating for a thousand years and has nine hundred and ninety-nine immortal beans.

"Last night, there was a difference in the sky over half an acre of flower fields; The firelight reflected half the sky.

As we all know, fire is a taboo for cultivating immortals; Last night's fire, it is necessary to find out. "

"Back to the master, the child Marven under his knees is in the year of training, and it is most appropriate for him to investigate and handle this matter."

Everyone has no objections, because this white-clothed horse is well-known for protecting his son, and he has to take over any business for his son.

Fortunately, this Ma Wencai is quite useful, except that the fairy quality is a little dull, and the person is still diligent; He can also complete 80% of the tasks that Ma Shi gave him.

When he is ninety years old, he is still a level 60 red-clothed immortal, so it is reasonable for him to be in a hurry.

"Okay, then arrange it like this! There is something that needs to be announced for the gathering of people to the main hall today. "

His Royal Highness was still quiet, and everyone was waiting for the master to announce it.

"The white-clothed Song Beichuan is my closed disciple, and I intend to award the eleventh white-clothed master to him, and from now on, he will be able to accept disciples.

Do the white-clothed masters have any objections?"

"Returning to the Master, we have no objection!"

A group of white clothes seconded the master master Baizi.

"In this way, from today onwards, Beichuan, you can leave the hospital to experience and accept apprentices."

"The disciple has thanked the master, and thanked the ten masters."

Everyone worshiped Song Shijie, and then retreated from the hall in turn.

Outside the main hall of the school~~

"Senior brother, please stay!"

Song Beichuan stopped, his blue eyes lowered slightly, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he looked Ma Wencai up and down.

"What's the matter?"

"Senior brother, can we go to the half-acre flower field together tomorrow, you have to leave the hospital anyway."

frowned slightly, but decisively rejected Ma Wencai's proposal.

"No, I have my own place!"

Then he turned and walked away.

"Dad, he doesn't agree!"

Marven looked at Ma Ji helplessly.

"That's it! He has always been a loner, you can follow him secretly, just learn from a teacher. "

After that, he brushed his long white beard.

Orchid Garden

"Brother Beichuan, help! Help me!"

Jiang squeaked and coquettishly coquettishly.

"Why are you still eating?"

Song Beichuan completely ignored the voice of crying for help, sat down at the dining table, and looked at the foodie in front of him with great enjoyment.

"People are dying, and you're still laughing; It's about to stop me. "

Mu Xibei, who pays attention to his body and diet, would never have thought that he would become a foodie and eat until he couldn't stop eating one day.

"Who told you not to move?"

Song Beichuan's cool words are also very timely.

"Brother Beichuan, I can't change anymore! The mantra you taught me doesn't work! Woowoo woo ......"

"Impossible!"

Song Beichuan drew a circle with two fingers, there were no petals, and Jiang Squeak did not transform.

"Have you ever eaten anything unclean? Or is there something different? "

Unclean food, Mu Xibei has never eaten; The only thing that is strange is that he actually entered the body of a chinchilla, is it because of this?

So where did Jiang Xiaobai go? He shouldn't be in Song Beichuan's body!

How can I tell Song Beichuan that he is a game character set up by himself, and all his skills are given by himself, and he can't save himself at this moment?!

He can't accept it, it's hard to say, he can't open his mouth, it's a shame to think about it!

I lost my reputation as a high-achieving student in the computer department of a certain Jiaotong University at the age of sixteen!

"I didn't eat any unclean food, the only thing that was wrong was that I was very hungry!"

With a wave of his hand, he collected a table of delicacies and fruits.

Wrapping his hand around Jiang Squeak's head three times, and snapping his fingers, Jiang Squeak turned into a fleshy and white boy, compared to the young man who had been incarnated with reference to Song Beichuan's appearance before, this fleshy boy was not good-looking, but it was also in line with the age of forty years old and the plush physique of the chinchilla.

"Are you satisfied?"