I was very happy to catch Li Yuan, but the little guy was very sad when he broke his appearance.

All day long, Lin Yingying, who loves beauty, was listless, running to a single room from time to time, looking at her face with a copper mirror, and taking a picture for about ten minutes, and she has been sighing in front of the mirror, with a sad face.

A practitioner's physique is better than that of ordinary people, but it does not reach the point of instant healing.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Lin Yingying grabbed Li Yuan in front of her and sat cross-legged with a serious expression.

The little guy pointed to the small wound on his nose that had already been scarred, and said that if he became ugly because of this, Li Yuan would be responsible, and he must be responsible for life.

Li Yuan looked at Lin Yingying's nose, the wound that was about to be healed, nodded helplessly, and promised to be responsible for his life.

Seeing Li Yuan so cooperative, Lin Yingying stopped nagging with satisfaction and lay down to sleep.

The next morning, Lin Yingying woke up very early, and before Li Yuan woke up, the little guy had already crawled out of the bed neatly.

Crawling to the side of the bed, reaching out to remove the bronze mirror from the wooden cabinet on the side, Lin Yingying began to look in the mirror again.

In one night, the wound on the nose had completely healed, leaving no scarring at all.

The little face of the flesh was about to come to the mirror, Lin Yingying carefully checked it several times, and after confirming that it was really good, she put the mirror on the bed and jumped up happily.

Li Yuan, who was still asleep, was woken up directly, his body continued to lie still, his eyes opened, and he looked at Lin Yingying, who was jumping and jumping early in the morning, smiling happily, the cat sighed, and had no choice but to get up!

The old Taoist priest left, he left yesterday morning, and came back this morning.

At this time, it was the time for the morning class, and Lin Yingying was sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding the Taoist scriptures in her hands.

When the master was not there, the little guy began to be lazy, hunched over, stopped after chanting a few words, and stretched out his empty little hand to Li Yuan beside him, taking the opportunity to give it a handful.

One will chant the scriptures, and the other will pet the cat, Lin Yingying is so unhappy!

Li Yuan, who has natural powers, had already heard the voice of the old Taoist priest coming back, squatted up well, and did not remind Lin Yingying, looking up at the patriarch's appearance, without moving.

Quietly walking to the door of the hut, the old Taoist priest did not make a single movement, but was ready to surprise check whether Lin Yingying, the little guy, was conscious.

As the old Taoist priest expected, in his absence, the little guy became lazy, compared to Li Yuan beside her, it was a world of difference.

Instead of rushing in directly, the old Taoist priest continued to peep secretly at the door.

In the room, Lin Yingying recited a few more sermons, and then put down the Taoist scriptures in her hand.

Supporting her chin with her hand, Lin Yingying looked ahead, and after a while, she turned her head to look at Li Yuan beside her.

"Xiao Hei, Master is gone, do you want him?"

Li Yuan, who was sitting in a precarious position, almost didn't hold back, thinking that the old Taoist priest was outside, the filial piety in his heart was a little more.

The old Taoist priest standing outside the house, when he heard the words of his apprentice, his old face turned dark, and he almost couldn't help but rush in.

"Xiao Hei, why don't you ignore me?" Lin Yingying bent down to Li Yuan's side and asked in a coquettish voice.

Li Yuan raised his claws to push the little guy's face up, and then pointed to the Taoist scripture in front of him, signaling Lin Yingying to continue chanting.

"Oops, little black! This sutra doesn't mean anything at all, anyway, the master is not here, let's go to the yard to play! Lin Yingying proposed with great interest.

Out of humanitarian concern, Li Yuan stretched out his claws and pressed Lin Yingying, who wanted to stand up.

Turning his head to the Taoist scriptures, he shouted a few times, signaling Lin Yingying to continue chanting.

Of course Lin Yingying refused, she directly reached out and hugged Li Yuan and put him in her arms.

Leaving the futon and standing up, Lin Yingying hugged Li Yuan and walked towards the door, saying as she walked: "Steal a day of leisure, race over the living immortals!" The master is not at home, the senior sister has the final say! ”

Before she finished speaking, Lin Yingying had already pushed open the door.

Stunned, he stood still, his small mouth opened slightly, and he looked at the black-faced old Taoist priest standing next to the door dumbfounded.

"Division... Master! You're back! After staying for a few seconds, Lin Yingying finally reacted, squeezed out a smile on her face, and screamed coquettishly.

After shouting, Lin Yingying looked down at Li Yuan in her arms and directly began to shake the pot.

"Xiao Hei, you have to be accompanied by your senior sister when you go to the toilet, you are really naïve!"

Then, Lin Yingying looked at the old Taoist priest again, and explained with a smile: "Master, Xiao Hei wants to go to the toilet, let me accompany him." ”

Li Yuan, who was lying in Lin Yingying's arms, mourned for a few minutes in his heart for the little guy who lied and threw the pot, and then turned on the theater mode.

Still want to dump the pot on me? Accept the righteous sanctions!

With his left hand behind his back, his right hand grabbed Lin Yingying's ear, and the old Taoist priest went to the house to lead it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Yuan jumped out of Lin Yingying's arms.

"Oops! Master... Master! I know I'm wrong, you tap! With a bitter face, Lin Yingying cushioned her feet, followed the steps of the old Taoist, and returned to the futon.

The old Taoist priest withdrew his right hand, his hands behind his back, revealing a stern expression.

"At a young age, I was lazy and cheating, and I learned to lie! As a teacher, I will teach you a good lesson today. ”

Covering her red and swollen ears, Lin Yingying was a little scared when she saw that her master was really angry.

Seeing the old Taoist priest go to the offering table, pick up the ring ruler, and walk towards herself, Lin Yingying was even more frightened and took two steps back.

"Master! I know wrong. Out of fear, the two little hands fell and clung together.

"Reach out!" The old Taoist priest relented and said expressionlessly.

"Master!" Lin Yingying is still making the last struggle.

"Hmm!" The old Taoist priest snorted.

Slowly, cautiously, Lin Yingying, who was curled up, raised her right hand and put it in front of her.

Thinking that Lin Yingying would be punished for copying the Taoist scriptures later, the old Taoist priest said loudly: "Change your left hand!" ”

Glancing cautiously at the master, Lin Yingying put down her right hand and slowly raised her left hand.

"Master, can you be lighter?" Lin Yingying asked pitifully.

"What do you say?" The old Taoist priest asked rhetorically.

As soon as the words fell, the ring ruler in the old Taoist's hand had already fallen.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and it was clearly audible inside the hut.

Although she is a little naughty on weekdays, Lin Yingying is still very tough, when the ring ruler fell, she didn't dodge, just closed her eyes tightly, and her whole face was wrinkled.

His eyes were slightly red, and he was strong enough not to cry, and the little guy bit his lower lip and took three hits.

After three beatings, the old Taoist priest withdrew his movements, looked at Lin Yingying's red and swollen palm, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered to severity.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Lin Yingying sobbed slightly, holding back so that the tears did not flow out, but just shook in her eyes.

Nodding obediently, Lin Yingying looked at the old Taoist priest pitifully, and said a little choked: "Teacher... Division... Father, I... I was wrong! ”

"Do you dare to be lazy and lie in the future?" The old Taoist priest continued to ask.

Hurriedly shaking her head, Lin Yingying replied, "I don't dare, Master!" ”

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest nodded and continued: "Recite your first offense, punish you for copying the Taoist Sutra ten times, and hand it over to me tomorrow." ”

Nodding her head again and again, Lin Yingying said, "I remember, Master!" ”

Squatting aside, Li Yuan saw the little guy's appearance, the smile on his face also retracted, and took the initiative to walk to Lin Yingying, who was sitting back on the futon, and rubbed it comfortingly.

Sitting cross-legged, she blew lightly on her swollen and painful left hand, and under the supervision of the old Taoist priest, Lin Yingying started her morning class seriously.