Ling Shang had no defense against the Heavenly Feud.

Because he knew that if Tianqiu wanted to do something, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

And he also has an intuition that the natural feud and himself are friends to some extent.

There were many mysteries about Heavenly Feud, but since someone came all the way to see him, Ling Shang had no intention of caring about other things.

This is actually an extremely dangerous sign.

Tianqiu hugged the snow fox and stared at the hidden path where Ling Shang had disappeared.

After waiting for a long time, I haven't seen him come back, and I don't know what to do in Uncle Xiao's room......

Scratching his head, he went to Ling Shang's study.

Ling Shang had no intention of living here for a long time, and there were no classics in the study.

Tianqiu is not from the Central Plains, although there is no big problem in communicating with the Central Plains people, but the Chinese characters he recognizes are still very limited.

Holding a book of pharmacology, he came to the rattan chair by the window, and sat down cross-legged.

The snow fox lay limply in his arms.

Many of the words in pharmacology books are unrecognizable.

Fortunately, there were some illustrations on the side, and he relied on his imagination to barely write down the effects of more than a dozen drugs.

A morning went by.

Tianqiu looked at the mirror-like blue sky outside, and quickly went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

He didn't know much about Ling Shang's taste, but he remembered the "guidance" of Ye Mushen that night.

While chopping vegetables, I thought that Master's taste was even lighter than that of the monks.

He enthusiastically put the food on the table, and when he turned around, he saw the little uncle leaning lazily against the door.

A concise black robe wrapped around his slender body, if it weren't for the thick white hair that was too eye-catching, Tianqiu almost called him "Master".

Looking closely, Ling Shang's clothes were worn on Ye Mu Shen's body, and he unexpectedly had a more chic and elegant taste, which was not as difficult to get close to as in the past.

Ye Mushen did not tie a wide belt around his waist like Ling Shang, but added a narrow brocade belt.

It is really two brothers, one is introverted and the other is romantic.

Tianqiu looked Ye Mushen up and down clearly, and then said, "Little uncle, are you looking for me?" ”

Ye Mu Shen Fang was also looking at the heavenly enemy.

He pondered for a moment before asking, "You learned poison from your master, do you know how to treat people?" ”

The corners of Tianqiu's mouth twitched, "The little monk was born in Jichan Temple, and after so many years, he has been ringing the bell and meditating every day, and now he hasn't even understood the "Great Compassion Mantra" ......"

Ye Mu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your qualifications...... How did you get Ling Shang to agree to take you as an apprentice? ”

"Master accepted me as an apprentice, and it has nothing to do with the talent of the little monk."

"What does that have to do with that?"

When Ye Mushen was as young as Tianqiu, he had never touched Ling Shang's waist, let alone being named by Ling Shang to touch his waist......

Although he knew now that Ling Shang originally wanted Heavenly Enemy to heal his wounds, his heart was still inexplicably blocked.

He was really more cautious than the lewd snake of Mixiang, and he would be eaten by such a funny triviality.

It's not all about taste; Although Tianqiu is young, his uniqueness is in his eyes.

If he doesn't understand something, he can't let go.

Tian Qiu rolled his eyes and touched his bare head twice.

said that he had coerced Ling Shang, and he accepted himself as a disciple...... That would be tantamount to self-defeating.

So Han Han smiled, "Master, he didn't set up his own sect, and he never accepted apprentices. Now that I have accepted the little monk, it can only be said that it is fate......"