There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 21 Liu Guang's search for medicine has not returned for a long time, and the master's love is hard to hide his heart

"The business in the mansion is busy, I actually forgot about it."

Liu Guang had been gone for more than ten days, even if the antidote took some effort to refine, he should have returned, but there is no sign of him yet.

"Could it be that something happened on the way?" Ling You said.

How many pointers he has recited and how many doubts he has encountered in the past few days.

He wished that Liu Guang would quickly find the antidote and give it to Manshu, so that he could serve him better, and he would feel less guilty and less guilty.

"How about Manshu these days?"

Cang Zhu put down the pen, changed a copy, spread it out unhurriedly, and said seriously.

"How can it be? If you don't go to see her, she won't heal for a day!"

Lingyou curled his lips, yin and yang strange air way.

"What the hell are you talking about."

"A beautiful woman is lying on the couch begging for mercy, but you don't understand the style, and you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

Cang Zhu glanced at his unscrupulous junior, but didn't bother to argue.

"You and I are both men, I don't believe you can't see what Manshu means at all."

Lingyou simply said it clearly, and directly poured out what was in his heart.

"What does she mean is her business, what does it have to do with me?" Cang Zhu said indifferently.

"The good one has nothing to do with you, she deliberately hit the sword for you, and now she is in my hands, let me take the blame for you!" Ling You bitterly snatched Cang Zhu's pen.

"If you fall here, if no one writes safely, you don't even care about my spine, and I'm about to be poked off!"

"You should be content, I haven't punished you yet." Cang Zhu continued to write in a calm manner.

"Brother, I'm miserable enough, so don't punish me." Lingyou begged pitifully.

"If Master and other old people find out, it is possible to beat you out."

"You still want to beat me out? You are such a vicious man!"

"Who told you to stab that sword with your temper?"

"Then I...!"

Lingyou was forced to be speechless, the expression on his face was uglier than swallowing a fly, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and changed the subject again:

"Hmph... By the way, Master Fangfeng has been away for more than three months, and I don't know when he will be back."

"You have been trained the most on weekdays, why do you still miss Master?"

There was a hint of teasing on the corner of Cang Zhu's lips.

"Me!...I don't miss that old dragon, I mean Lao Liu and Chuan Wu, I don't know what to do with him..."

Lingyou was stubborn, refused to admit it, and changed his mouth to care about the sixth junior brother.

"Cough... I didn't mean you, big brother, why are you bothering?" Lingyou's expression was very uncomfortable, and he began to advise, "You have put a lot of hard work behind your back, and I don't know that Xiaochuan Wuling doesn't appreciate it. "

The shadow of the sun is long, casting a slanting eaves shadow on the case.

Cang Zhu suddenly stared at the shadow in a daze.

How would she know, she might still hate him.

A piece of ink was smeared under the pen, and the paper was soaked, but I didn't notice it.

"Hey!" Ling You hurriedly took away the pen and paper, "What's wrong with you these days, you've been worrying a lot, but it looks more and more like..."

"Like who?"

"Like Master!" Lingyou said helplessly.

In the past, when the master was there, although he didn't appear often, the mansion was inexplicably alive, with Fangfeng as company, and the addition of Xiaochuanwuhou, it was even more lively.

The three of them left suddenly, and they became more and more depressed day by day. Magnolia and the others had their own affairs, and Manshu was nitpicking every day, which was annoying.

"Master is the spirit of all things, he is naturally more alive here." Cang Zhu laughed.

"No, don't you feel that something is missing?" Ling You still had a youthful look, and everything in his heart was written on his face.

"What's missing?"

"Hmm... a little... less human touch! Yes, human touch, all of you are as cold as gods, without any warmth!"

"Humanity?"

"That's right, when Xiao Chuanwu was here, you were smiling all day long, but once she left, you returned to this deadly look—ah!"

When a painting scroll hit him, Ling You was so frightened that he screamed again and again.

"Senior brother! Good senior brother, I was wrong, I will slap myself!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked on the head by the elder brother, and he ran around begging Cang Zhu for mercy.

"If you say such a bastard again, I will send you to clean the pool!"

Cang Zhu couldn't catch up with Ling You, who was dodging nimbly, and cursed out of breath, with her hips on her hips.

"I don't! No one has cleaned up that pond for tens of thousands of years. Master's beasts eat and drink well, and their shit stinks to death!"

Lingyou yelled and made a mess of Liufeng Palace, he threw the scroll in his hand upside down and walked away.

Cang Zhu looked at the swaying back, shook her head, rolled down her sleeves, and turned around helplessly to clean up the mess.

Chuan Wu never believed that he would be cared for by someone else.

She has no parents, relatives, friends or brothers, and no one noticed after sneaking out of Liyuan for so long, maybe they all thought she was dead?
Anyway, it's good to follow Master and Master. I have some food and some shelter, and I'm not afraid of being bullied. Although I always get scolded, it's better than wandering outside.

Besides, she suffered inhuman treatment in Qionghua City, one good and one bad. In contrast, the poisonous Master is so amiable and lovely, and it is too late for her to be grateful for living like this.

Zhulong looked at the lonely, weak and heartless Chuanwu who laughed, and suddenly there was a part of his heart that felt sour and swollen.

He himself has lived so helplessly and alone for many years, but now he feels sorry for the little mountain spirit.

"Buy it if you want it."

Chuan Wu turned around in surprise, not knowing when the master stood behind her, he put down the silk in his hand embarrassingly and smiled.

"It's wasting time again, let's walk." Chuan Wu thought that the master was going to blame her for being distracted on the road again, and was mocking her.

Master, however, didn't seem to have heard her words, and went forward and squeezed together with a group of girls to choose carefully.

"Do you like this one?"

The master picked up a light yellow handkerchief embroidered with magnolia, and turned to ask.

"Um……"

Chuanwu didn't know what Master meant, he hesitated and shook his head.

"Then what about this one?" Master picked up another pair of light blue plain ones.

Chuanwu looked at the handkerchief and shook his head again.

"Then which one do you like?" Master frowned while concentrating on choosing the handkerchief.

"Nothing I like..."

Chuanwu is weak and weak.

What right does she have to say, she is just a oil bottle picked up by the master and uncle halfway, it is the supreme kindness to give her food and clothes, how dare she pick and choose what she likes or not?

"All of it. Give it to her."

Zhulong pointed to the shopkeeper and retreated outside the crowd, and casually put a piece of human money.

He was really tired of picking, these handkerchiefs looked similar, but each was different, he was a big man, he really couldn't figure out what the little girl was thinking,
Only then did he clearly see her put down this one and pick up that one, dazzled by the choice, couldn't put it down, and was asking her which one she likes, but she didn't say anything.

Simply set up a table and ask her to go back and choose slowly.

Chuanwu's eyes widened in shock, and he hurried up to stop him.

"Don't listen to her, it's just a few handkerchiefs, wrap them all up." The master easily took Chuan Wu, who was dancing like a little chicken, to the side.

"What do I need so many handkerchiefs for? There are so many uses."

"Go back and wipe the table if it's useless, or wipe your feet if the table is not enough to wipe, it's up to you."

Master calmly took the package from the store, stuffed it into her arms, flicked his long sleeves, and left on his own.

He also doesn't know what's wrong with him, he used to disdain these little girls' playthings the most, those things are beautiful as long as they are beautiful, but they are just messy flowers and charming, hard to catch his eyes.

Seeing now, I seem to have suddenly discovered how interesting those things are, and the various things in the market seem to have some meaning, and the more I walk, the more I feel better.

Chuan Wu hugged a pile of silk, and chased after him blankly, making people dumbfounded.

"Master, slow down!"

Chuanwu flapped his short legs, panting and unable to keep up, so he had to shout from behind.

Hearing the sound, the corners of Zhulong's mouth curled up a bit, and then he immediately suppressed it, put on his usual stinky face, turned back and said coldly:

"Why are you so slow, haven't you eaten?"

"ate……"

Chuanwu didn't dare to talk back, since he saw another face of the master in the imperial womb last time, he realized that the master was not as serious, benevolent and benevolent as the world saw him.

Now Master Fangfeng is not here, no one is protecting her, she has to think carefully about every word she says.

"Let's go quickly after eating, and the slowest thing is to go to Dingfengze in front before dark."

Zhulong urged, but his pace slowed down a little.

"Oh……"

"Why don't you talk?" Master suddenly noticed that his ears have become much cleaner recently, and the little mountain spirit has nothing unusual every day, but he talks a lot less.

In the past, he thought she was noisy, but suddenly she became quiet, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"say what?"

……

The two fell into silence again, and hurried forward one after the other, but did not speak in a very tacit understanding.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

The master was walking, and suddenly turned his head and said, Chuan Wu was lost in thought while walking, and almost ran into the master's arms.

"what?"

"What I mean is... your gloomy face has affected other people's moods." Zhulong changed his explanation.

He wanted to care about her, but he felt it was inappropriate, but he was really uncomfortable in his heart, and he blurted out a sentence, afraid of making her suspicious, so he added some explanations, but the more he said, the more he said.

"how about this?"

Chuan Wu grinned and squeezed out a bright smile, asking for Master's opinion.

"Uh……"

"How about this?" The smile on Chuan Wu's face became even brighter.

But the sadness and worry in those big eyes cannot be hidden.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh hard."

Master looked at her forced smile and felt a little distressed.

"No, I'm very happy hahahaha..."

Chuanwu laughed dryly, and at the end of the laugh, he couldn't pretend anymore.

"Master, after crossing Dingfengze, it is the Sea of ​​Ten Directions, and after crossing the Sea of ​​Ten Directions, we will leave the Eastern Mountain Realm... Are we really going to give up Master Fangfeng just like that?"

The black pupils in those eyes made people tremble.

"...Fangfeng is the god of war, he will not die."

The master was silent and spoke slowly.

"Will the God of War not die?" Chuan Wu still refused to give up, asking lingeringly.

"……Yes."

How would he tell her that the current situation in the world is far worse than she imagined.

Last night he woke up from the pain, and the spirit locking nails in his body had slowly started to swim away.

He can still suppress it now, if one day he can't suppress it, he doesn't know what to do.

If he was still the former Zhulong, and this world was still the former world, he would be able to level the Feng Yao's lair within a stick of incense, and rescue Fangfeng safely.

But the most important thing right now is to find the primordial spirit, and he must find the complete mountain god primordial spirit before he loses his final sanity, otherwise not only Fangfeng will not be able to save him, but everyone will die with him.

But he can't say that he promised Cang Zhu.

This is not the pressure she should bear as a little mountain spirit, and it won't help if she tells her.

One less person who knows the secrets of the magic dragon, the primordial spirit, and the locking nail is also one point less potential danger.

She can't know too much, but she can't know everything, which is really embarrassing.

Chuan Wu stared blankly at the dignified Master, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

For a great god like Shizun, he was born with the heaven and the earth, and his body will perish and his spirit will return to chaos.

Uncle Fangfeng is just a higher level immortal, even if he is the god of war, how could he not die?
Master lied to her, she was stupid, he knew that she could only believe what he said, and there was no point in arguing.

"Let's go..."

Chuanwu, who always complained about the hard work, walked forward dully, but this time it was Zhulong's turn to fall behind.

For the first time in his life, he hated his inadequacy.

However, he had no choice but to pity Fangfeng and endure for a while, the Shanshen Mansion would never give up on any of his disciples.

The long day is bright, and a crooked moon hangs in the sky.

Chuanwu raised his head, suddenly saw the moon, and stood still.

"What's wrong?"

The accompanying master also stopped and asked gently.

"I don't know what Master is doing now?"

Chuanwu stared at the moon hook without blinking, like the white jade pen holder used by the master when writing, and also like the original appearance of the sky being torn apart.

"According to the days, it is probably late autumn in the Zhongshan Realm, and winter is about to begin."

Master also stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the moon.

Dingfengze is located at the edge of Dongshan Mountain, it is a piece of clear water, there is a large piece of green land in the water, there are dots of small flowers growing, and the aquatic plants are terrifyingly large.

Floating on the water are all kinds of people, all of whom live on the huge duckweed and do some flower business.

The distance between this place and the Zhongshan Realm can be described as the ends of the earth, if his master looks up at the moon at this time, then they are looking at the same moon.

"There is one moon in the sky, and there are countless moons in the water. The one in the water is actually more beautiful than the one in the sky."

Chuan Wu suddenly pointed to the broken moon shadow among the duckweeds, and smiled slightly.

The moon shadow was crushed and sprinkled among the duckweeds, as if it was also a small white flower on the water.

"Don't underestimate these little flowers."

Master leaned over and gently picked up a flower from the water, it turned out to be a single flower without roots or leaves.

"People who died here will be buried in the yellow hills on land. People on the water miss them, take the last ray of souls of the dead, and use the water in this lake to raise them for 49 days before they can produce a rootless and leafless flower. ...every little flower on this water is a lost soul."

The little flower swirled on the stagnant water in Master's palm, and the seven pure white petals shimmered.

"But who can know which flower is a relative of your family and which flower is a relative of my family?"

　I’m in a new place again. Today I’m in a bad mood to write an article, and I’m a little depressed. I don’t know if you feel it?I have to work hard to code words, and only by saving the manuscript can I feel safe!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)