Chapter Seventy-Four: It's All Routines
"Apprentice, what about the new flower I brought back?"
"What flowers?" Zhuohua raised his head in confusion.
"It's the white, glowing one. That's a rare brewing ingredient. Ancestor Wuji smacked his lips as he spoke, if he used it to make wine, the wine would be extremely mellow and fragrant.
"Hmm......" Zhuohua's eyes fluttered.
Ancestor Wuji's heart chuckled, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, every time Zhuohua showed this expression, he would have something to be poisoned by her.
"You!" Patriarch Wuji suddenly caught a glimpse of the ravaged flower in Zhuohua's hand, the petals had already wilted and scattered around, and the flower juice was also squeezed out, leaving a bare branch in her hand.
This scene made his heart drip blood, and that breath almost didn't come up, and he fainted.
I can't beat it, and I can't say it. The top of Ancestor Wuji's already bare head became brighter.
As the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind.
Zhuohua will be punished and confined in three days, and then the Wuji Patriarch will ask Yungui to throw her a bunch of things to learn, hoping that he will be tired, and then toss lightly.
But every time Zhuohua is released, he will always continue his demon career.
Poor Yungui was caught in the middle, coaxing the master to dissipate his anger, and at the same time persuading the junior sister to toss lightly. This made him suspect that he had taken in two apprentices.
Finally, when he advanced to the stage of transformation into a god, he hurriedly made an excuse to slip down the mountain.
"Little junior sister." Looking at the little girl with red eyes in front of him, Yun Gui sighed and reached out to rub the top of her head. "Senior brother just went down the mountain to practice, and he didn't come back forever. Besides, there are very few people who can hurt your senior brother, don't worry. ”
Zhuohua lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"Hey." Yun Gui smiled in his eyes, sighed helplessly, and reached out to hang a jade pendant on Zhuohua's waist. "If you want to be a senior brother, take out this jade pendant and call me, and I will answer you. With this jade pendant, you don't need to worry too much about me. ”
Zhuohua pursed his lips, and finally nodded.
"As for Master's ......," Yun Gui instructed, "Master's realm is not quite the same as that of ordinary monks, but it may also be about to soar, you should be less angry, Master, Master's days are numbered." ”
As soon as the words fell, the shoes that I didn't know where they came from smashed over.
The two of them shook their bodies and quickly dodged.
"Then your days are numbered!" Ancestor Wuji's vicious voice came. It has diluted the sadness of parting a lot. "Boy, stay safe."
Hearing this, Yun Gui also restrained his smile and bowed solemnly in the direction of Wuji Patriarch, "It is the disciple who obeys the mission. After finishing speaking, he reluctantly pinched Zhuohua's face, and then went down the mountain without looking back.
He didn't dare to turn back, because he was afraid that if he turned back, he would be reluctant to leave.
It wasn't until Yungui's figure became smaller and smaller, until it completely disappeared in front of him, that Zhuohua reluctantly withdrew his gaze and returned to his courtyard.
In the following days, she immersed herself in cultivation and stopped being naughty and mischievous.
Patriarch Wuji was comfortable for a while at first, but then he felt more and more unaccustomed to it, and he felt that he had suddenly become an empty nester, and he was very sad.
Probably because the days were too boring, Patriarch Wuji finally took up the responsibility of being a master and began to personally guide Zhuohua's cultivation, answering her questions seriously in every detail. It is a hundred times more serious than teaching Yungui back then. Zhuohua's cultivation is becoming more and more solid.
"Well, I'm right." Yungui's words were full of sneer.
"Senior brother, you are too powerful!" Zhuohua lay on the bed, holding a glowing jade pendant in his hand and whispered, "Master really taught me personally. ”
"That is, who is the senior brother. I've been with my master for so long, I don't know him yet. ”。
Patriarch Wuji never thought that he would one day be tricked by his own apprentice.