MTL - It’s Not Easy Being a Master-Chapter 9 Tear mole

Although Shen Zhixian secretly vowed that the "Elder Ben", who claims to be earthy and stupid, is not suitable for him at all, it must be said that at this moment, it can still be shocking.

The little disciple knelt on the ground, and his face turned red, his eyes were full of fear, and he was afraid to speak.

Yan Jin silently picked up the overturned wooden barrel, turned and was about to fetch water again, and then heard Shen Zhixian's voice "lay down", a gentle force supported his hand, preventing him from putting down the barrel. .

"Ajin comes over."

Yan Jin obediently placed the bucket on the shore, but didn't come over immediately—in his eyes, it was far more troublesome and horrible to go to Shen Zhixuan than to fetch water for Yan Shen daily.

However, after more than a year of apprenticeship and apprenticeship, he knew that Shen Zhixuan was a person who valued his face. If he dropped his face in front of a little disciple ...

Yan Jin pursed her lips, took a few steps like a snail, and stopped three or four steps away from Shen Zhixuan. She lowered her head and shouted respectfully: "Master."

Shen Zhixian shouted that he had no other meaning, but the spirit was cold and cold, and Yan Jin was still wounded.

I threw a few cleansing techniques that I have been familiar with in the past few days into Yan Jin's body. After seeing that the wet sleeves became dry again, Shen Zhixian turned her head and asked, "Who asked Yan Jin to draw water?"

The little disciple couldn't say clearly in fear: "Yes, it's Brother Yan ... Ah, no, it's me ..." He found that this seemed to make people misunderstand Yan, and quickly stuttered, "It's Brother Yan Let, let me fetch water, I and I were lazy to let Yan ... Brother Yan ... This has nothing to do with Brother Yan ... "

Shen Zhixian squinted slightly at the young disciple who was constantly explaining because he was afraid of being involved in the deep, and he couldn't even care about himself.

Yan Shen.

At a young age, it is very popular.

In view of this situation, Yan Jin is not the first time to come to draw water. Maybe she has been upset about something else. It is necessary to say that Yan Shen knows nothing about this. Shen Zhixian does not believe it. He even thinks that all this is Yan Shen contributed to the situation in secret.

It was his negligence. After sending Yan Jin back that day, he only instructed people to send medicine every day. He practiced the technique himself and never saw it again.

Shen Zhixian's timbre was slightly cool: "Recently, the valley in the Japanese county is in short supply. Please clean up and go to help."

Such a large gate, there must be a long-term cooperative source of ingredients, Wenxian is one of them, specializing in the production of Lingmi. Recently, during the harvest time, people in Wenxian couldn't get too busy, so they came to Zongmen for help.

The young disciple turned pale, which was equivalent to exposing him for a while. There are countless disciples in Zongmen. Everyone sharpened his head and climbed up. He practiced one day less and had to drop a lot more than others.

But he dare not refute, Shen Zhixian's Yin Qing may not be famous in Zongmen. He can even win three whip with his own personal disciple, let alone he is a little disciple ...

He dared not say anything, led his life pale, his hands and feet trembling as he stepped back.

As soon as the irrelevant person retreated, Xiao Cao Bu immediately rolled out of the sleeve of Shen Zhixian, stretched out the small leaves, and flung Yan Yan again without resentment.

Yan Zhixian's things are still not very dare to touch, but the splash can only be explained unintentionally, and if he wilfully avoids it now ... the small grass shoots that he saw are about to come, he didn't hold back, slight The ground turned sideways, and Xiao Cao Bu fluttered onto his sleeve.

Shen Zhixian certainly noticed Yan Jin's small movements, but he was even more funny that he ate the creeping little grass buds again-this little guy was really too much, he took expensive Lingtan with water for a few days and ended up raising them Here is such a mutinous grass!

He was about to speak, and suddenly his eyes caught a hint of blood on the thin shirt on Yan Jin's shoulder—the wound of the punishment whip cracked.

Although Shen Zhixian didn't go to see him personally these days, he invited the young disciples under the door of the four elders to give him a panacea wound, and the wound of the punishment whip was not so easy, but it's been so many days, so don't move Just crack it.

The words turned a corner, and finally Shen Zhixian only said "follow," and turned and walked away.

The young man behind hesitated for a moment, still kept up, a few steps away from him cautiously and defensively, Shen Zhixian slowed down, and he stopped, not willing to shorten the distance at all.

Xiao Caoyou twiddled his sleeves and swinged on the swing, unaware of the tense atmosphere.

Shen Zhixian was helpless, probably this time it really broke Yan Jin's heart. The little hedgehog stabbed him with thorns. I don't know when I would relax and give my soft belly. He poked.

He imagined Yan Jin's appearance after he removed his hostility, and he couldn't help being a little bit surprised. In the original book, Shen Zhixian still likes the protagonist very much. She was silent and forbearing in the early stage, but was broken in the later period. Finally, her heart was blackened and broke out. The black hair, red pupil, and evil spirit wanton demons really blasted Shen Zhixuan's hidden Middle Two. heart.

Now he is not a good brother who prays for the protagonist. He only wants to completely wash himself in Yan Jin ’s heart. Whether Yan Jin goes on smoothly all the way down, or he still blackens and walks away from the demon line, he only asks Yan Jin to liquidate. Pulled him out of the old account.

... It's too scary to do everything.

Yan Jin is the protagonist, and is destined to call the wind and rain in the future. He is a small supporting character with a heart disease, so he should go leisurely on his own.

Shen Zhixian was pondering in her heart. Suddenly, a sense of dizziness burst into her head, her eyes were dark, her feet were stunned, and she was stunned to fall back.

Fortunately, there happened to be a tree next to it, and Shen Zhixian's instinct supported the trunk with his instinct, and then he barely stabilized his body.

What he didn't know was that at the same time that he was nagging, Yan Jin, who was a few steps away from him, stepped back a few steps, and then he showed a little suspicious look-what happened?

This time, the vertigo came suddenly and ended quickly, Shen Zhixuan closed his eyes for a moment, and then calmed down, but there was dim and dim.

-Heart attack?

But didn't his heart attack happen only occasionally ... I just came back a few days ago, and I didn't get any irritation at the moment, how could it happen for no reason?

Shen Zhixian pondered for a moment, but didn't think of a reason, thinking that Yan Jin was still behind him, he coughed, pretending to loosen his hands casually, and glanced back, saying, "Let's go."

...

There was a small empty house in the courtyard where Shen Zhixian lived, right next to his own main house, close to him.

Yan Jin watched Shen Zhixuan instruct the two disciples to pick up and sort out the small empty house on the road, and her heart jumped, and she had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, this hunch became reality the next instant.

"This house is empty and empty, you move here to live." Shen Zhixian pretended to watch the two young disciples casually, and followed the look of Yan Jin quietly in the corner of his eyes, "for the teacher ... heh, I'll take care of you. "

——This one near the water tower, can't you brush it well?

Shen Zhixian's idea was so beautiful that when she saw Yan Jin's face change slightly, she was obviously very reluctant to open it. He quickly interrupted: "Advanced room, look at your injury."

The boy clenched his lips, stood still, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, so full of defense that even the grass bud crawled along his sleeve to his shoulder and shook the blade and ignored .

Shen Zhixian looked at him, and a slight smile appeared from the corner of his lips.

In fact, Shen Zhixian has always been a bit disgusted with the tear mole that is under his eyes. He feels that it makes him feel annoyed, so he has deliberately practiced his facial expressions in the past few days, struggling to stand steady with a shelf in order to reduce Impact of tear moles.

This is indeed a bit effective, but at this time a smile, but also the previous work was abandoned-the smile was dyed on the eyebrows, and the teardrop mole followed the living, such as the clouds broke the moon, the entire face stretched out instantly.

Yan Jin has never seen Shen Zhixian smile at him, not to mention that he laughed like this ... like a monster that captures the soul.

However, he only stunned for a moment, and the next time he saw Shen Zhixian's smile converge, slumped his sleeves, and took a step towards him, seriously and could not refuse: "This is such a big child, and so disobedient, is to be given by the Master. Hold it in? "