Chapter XV

Updated: 2012-09-03

(a)

In the middle of the night, the wind in the peach grove cooled down and woke me up.

I moved to rub my body up, but unexpectedly, two solid arms wrapped around me tightly and I couldn't move. At the moment, I am a little sober, but my head is still groggy.

I had a chest clung to my back, and it was warm.

I can't remember exactly when someone was holding me behind me, I tilted my head and looked behind me a little, only to see his side face, glowing softly in the pink night.

I've never seen a face so beautiful and so soft, and the air is filled with his gentle breathing. As soon as the wind blew, a few strands of his hair floated up.

By the faint moonlight in the peach forest, I was stunned for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, everything dimmed with brilliance. He squinted at me, slightly raising the corners of his mouth and drawing a graceful dilatation, as if he were smiling.

This smile was very gentle, but when I saw it, my pupils suddenly constricted, and my heart was like a basin of cold water pouring down, and I shivered very much. For 70,000 years, I still remember that every time I visited Master, my eyes stayed on the left and right of his chin, and the most common thing I saw was such a faint smile!

My limbs stiffened. When I thought about it, all I saw was a side face, maybe I was wrong, and I secretly prayed in my heart that I would never be a master.

So I managed to shrink out of his arms and come face to face with him. However, when I saw his face thoroughly, I immediately became messy. This person in front of him is not the master!

I'm done with it.

I knelt on the ground at the moment, bowed my head and bowed to the master, and said in fear: "The apprentice doesn't know that it is the master, the master forgives the sins, the master forgives the sins!"

It's really rude that I can fall asleep in Master's arms this time. Master is high, and it is not something that I, an apprentice, dare to offend easily. It's too wicked.

However, the master did not speak, and there was silence in the peach forest for a long time, only the faint peach blossoms danced gently. I hesitated for a moment before I mustered up the courage to look up slightly.

I saw the master leaning under the peach tree, his black clothes spread softly on the ground, stained with a few peach blossoms, and his black hair had been hanging down his shoulders to the ground. Master's whole body, there is no incongruity, but every part is so beautiful.

At this glance, my little heart liver trembled. In the past, when I didn't dare to look at Master so closely, I already thought that he was the best-looking god in the Three Realms, but now that I look at it more carefully, I feel that he is even more beautiful than before.

The key point is that right now, Master and his old man are looking at me with his eyes half-lowered, with his long, radiant eyes.

I finally realized what it was like to be flustered.

I hurriedly lowered my head again, lowered a little, and couldn't help but say in a slightly snarling voice: "Master's apprentice knows, knows that he is wrong!"

Whenever Master looked at me like this, he always felt that he must be thinking about how to punish me.

Unexpectedly, the master was silent for a long time, and then stretched out his hand to me, and his slender fingers with white skin and distinct knots bent slightly, and the curve was very graceful and soft.

He said to me, "Xian'er, come to the teacher." ā€

(b)

Pieces of peach blossom self flew through the gap between themselves and the master.

Master's black loose sleeves fluttered slightly, lining the hand that was stretched out towards me more and more white and shiny.

I stared at the beautiful hand, and my expression was a little dazed. I couldn't quite hear what Master Jiang said, but right now I felt as if my heart had been hit by something, and I suddenly jumped several times.

Master's hands are often used to hold the pen. For this reason, I have fantasized more than once about what it would be like if these beautiful hands were used to hold the Xuanyuan Divine Sword that threatened the Three Realms.

I think it should be graceful and domineering.

And at this moment, Master actually stretched out his hand to me! As soon as I saw it, my heart went on a rampage. What's wrong with this?

I shook my head violently, suppressing the inexplicable feeling in my heart before I came to my senses.

"Xian'er?" Master called to me.

I was stunned, and my heart tightened again, but I still didn't dare to look up at him, so I only responded nervously: "Huh?"

Master said again, "Xian'er, come here." ā€

The more Master did this, the more I felt sinful. How can I sit side by side with Master under the tree, this is simply a great disrespect to Master.

I curled up and kowtowed to the master, saying, "The master has tormented the disciples." The apprentice didn't know that the master was here, and he disturbed the master's tranquility, so he asked the master to punish him!"

I didn't know that I couldn't knock this heavy head. When my forehead was about to touch the ground, I was suddenly held by a cool hand from Master.

Faintly, I heard Master's sigh.

The smooth and gentle touch of Master's fingertips reached my forehead, causing my whole body to tremble.

I only heard the master say lightly: "Why does Xian'er have to perform such a big gift with the teacher." ā€

I didn't want to blurt out: "One day as a teacher, one life as a father." I learned this sentence from the mortal world, and it is probably because the person who speaks respects his master as if he respected his own father, and I think it is too appropriate to describe me and my master.

But Master's hand on my forehead shook clearly, and then slowly withdrew.

Master stopped talking. I stole a glance at Master, but I saw that he pursed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and his expression was obscure. My heart and liver, which had not yet stretched, tightened a little.

I expected that the sentence in the human script was too profound, and the old man had never heard it before, so it was difficult to understand the deep meaning for a while. Seeing Master's gloomy appearance, I was a little depressed, so I explained to Master, "It doesn't matter if Master doesn't understand, as long as Master understands the affection of the apprentice." ā€

"Affection?" Master raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at me and muttered.

Thinking about how my 70,000 years of reverence and admiration for Master could not be explained in a few words, I said, "Master forgives sins, and the disciple's affection for Master is so mysterious that I can't explain it for a while. ā€

The master was stunned for a moment, then his expression soothed, and the corners of his mouth appeared with a faint smile.

I secretly wiped my forehead and wiped my cold sweat, thinking that Master finally understood my respect for him.

(c)

Right now, the night is very quiet, but it is getting colder.

But Master, I didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. He leaned against the tree and tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and said nothing. Even though I was some distance away from him, I could still see the small shadows falling from Master's eyelashes, as well as Master's soft outline.

The petals fell on his black robe and long thick hair. Somehow, when I looked at it like this, my heart suddenly popped up again, and it was very weird.

For a long time, I didn't see Master open his eyes. Isn't it Master, he's asleep?

Although it is rare for me to look at Master so unscrupulously, the more I look at him, the more pleasing it becomes, but if Master continues to sleep here, I am afraid that he will inevitably catch a cold.

But I'm afraid that making a noise at this time will make him sleep peacefully, and there will be some contradictions.

After some tactful hesitation, I finally mustered up the courage and called him: "Master, Master, this is not a place for you to sleep. As soon as these words came out, I felt that the artistic conception was a little wrong, probably because I was too nervous.

"Oh?" the master heard this, but opened his eyes, half-squinted, shining like a crescent moon, and let the stars fall all over the sky.

Seeing that Master didn't react at once, and that his appearance looked very charming, I explained deliciously: "I, I'm afraid that Master is so cold, and I will catch a cold at night and night. ā€

Master smiled faintly and said, "Xian'er is really good at talking. ā€

Being praised by Master like this, I was embarrassed and embarrassed. Realizing that I had said nonsense, I bit my tongue and corrected, "I—I mean I'm afraid that the night will be too cold, and Master will catch a cold." Master, go back to the house and rest. ā€

The master raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you go back?"

I paused, then brushed the hem of my clothes with my hand, and said proudly but reservedly: "Master, don't worry, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, not afraid of the cold." ā€

As a result, when the master heard this, he actually laughed in a low voice without being reserved. His voice struck me in the heart and made my old face hot.

Master must be laughing at me. I glanced at him complainingly, got up and said, "Master, it's so cold, I'll go back now." ā€

(iv)

As soon as the general turned around, the master's voice behind him elongated and called me: "Xian'er-"

Master's voice was lazy and soft, and it shook me. I turned around stiffly, bent over and said respectfully, "It's getting late, I don't know what else the master has to say." ā€

Master smiled again: "It was already late when Xian'er came early. ā€

I glared at the master weakly, but I didn't dare to really stare at it, and I was quite depressed in my heart, and said, "It turns out that the master is following the apprentice." ā€

"I've always been a teacher. The master looked at me amusedly, pointed to the crooked wine jar next to the tree, and jokingly said, "I don't know if Xian'er secretly drank the two big jars of peach blossom wine for the teacher, but you are still satisfied?"

I didn't feel very comfortable when I heard this. Although this peach blossom wine is sweet, and although this peach forest belongs to the master, the master can't rob the senior brother of the credit and insist that the wine is his, isn't it?

As soon as I wanted to argue, I raised my eyes and saw the master's slender eyes, and I suddenly lost my confidence, and said, "I—I thought it was the senior brother's...... Wine. ā€

"Oh, where did Yu'er come from so boldly burying wine in the peach forest for the teacher?"

When Master said this, it took me a while to understand it, and I wanted to slap myself in the mouth. That is, how dare that senior brother bury wine in Master's territory!

It's over, now the master and his old man are afraid that they will have to deal with me to the end.

I'm just a little thicker-skinned. I walked over, picked up a wine jar and weighed it in my arms, then looked up at Master and said, "Master, it's not two big jars of wine, it's two small jars." ā€

The master smiled with his eyebrows, brushed off the peach petals on his body, and said leisurely: "A small jar of peach blossom wine has also been buried here for the master for a hundred years. ā€

At that moment, my legs were a little disobedient, and they trembled. I begged Master with tears in my voice, "Master, the disciples don't want to be confined. ā€

The corner of the master's mouth twitched, and he looked at me and said, "Then Xian'er thinks that the wine for the master is still smooth?"

"It's very smooth. ā€

"That's fine. With a wave of his arm, the master moved out the large and small wine jars in the peach forest, and said to me: "Xian'er, drink wine with the master for one night, and the master will not punish you." ā€

The faint aroma of wine began to spread, all the way to my nostrils. I stared at the jars of wine on the floor, and stared dryly. But his mouth flooded uncontrollably.

Seeing that I was silent, the master asked again, "What do you think?"

I hugged the largest jar, lifted the lid, reached out and dipped it into my mouth, but the taste was more mellow than before. My eyes narrowed and I said, "Okay, it's a deal." ā€