Chapter 22: Dreaming of the Worry-Free Past

Young man, you will lose your friends with your scheming.

Looking at the bowl in his hand that was full again, Yin Huan smiled bravely and sat down next to Bai Yunshu.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord Yingsu."

She tried her best to win favor.

She ate slowly, as if truly savoring the food, and as soon as her bowl was empty, Bai Yunshu would immediately refill it for her.

Of course, she did not neglect the other disciples either, and focused on treating everyone equally.

When the pot was empty, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Yunshu asked them kindly.

"Are you all full? If you're still hungry, I'll make more for you."

Everyone waved their hands and shook their heads frantically.

"No, no, no! We're all full. Elder Yingsu, you've worked hard. You should go and rest soon. Stop worrying about us!"

The disciples were as well-behaved as possible, thinking in their hearts that if they ate any more, someone would die.

Bai Yunshu stopped teasing them and slowly stood up.

She looked at Yin Huan, who was about to give up, with an amusement on her face.

"Now that you're full, let's go back. But, it seems that little Yin Huan likes it very much. I'll make more for you in the future."

Yin Huan, who drank four large bowls in a row, curled the corners of his mouth.

What do you call this? This is called digging a hole for yourself and jumping into it, and burying yourself in the process.

Yin Huan coughed twice and stood up with the help of Yan Weiwan.

She was a little full and felt dizzy, as if she had been poisoned.

"No, Elder Yingsu works so hard and is so busy every day, you don't have to take care of me too much."

She was afraid that she would not live long under Bai Yunshu's special care.

I always feel that Bai Yunshu did it on purpose.

Probably to get revenge for making her angry before.

Bai Yunshu looked at his disciples who were trapped like dogs with a playful look in his eyes.

Tomorrow morning we will do physical exercise as usual. If we don’t let them go back to sleep, I’m afraid they won’t be able to get up on time.

"Okay, okay, it's too late. Let's stop here tonight."

After she said that, she waved her hand and put all the pots and pans back in their places, leaving them for the kitchen disciples to wash tomorrow.

After receiving her order, everyone quickly stood up and ran away.

Looking at their fleeing backs, Bai Yunshu clapped his hands.

"Little guys, can't I handle you guys?"

But the soup she made was really a tonic soup that could help build the body and help with fasting early, but the taste was hard to describe.

Bai Yunshu is still very self-aware.

She turned off the light and leisurely returned to the roof to continue her duty.

On the way back, Yan Weiwan looked at the forbearing expression on Yin Huan's face and laughed at him.

"Oh my, someone told us not to disappoint the elders. So she must eat more and set a good example."

Yin Huan heard the sarcastic tone in her words and smiled sinisterly to the side.

"If you keep talking, you'll have to go to the physical training tomorrow morning on your own. I won't take you with me."

Yan Weiwan immediately shut up and said that he who knows the times is a hero.

"Oh, look at what you said. You are selfless. Don't bother with me."

The disciples behind him: "..."

You two are locked.

After returning to the dormitory, someone expressed his frustration.

"You can't believe the brochure. Doesn't it say that cooking can make you cry? I don't know if it makes you greasy, but I really am going to cry."

“I was full on the first bite.”

"Hey... go to sleep quickly. Tomorrow morning, there will be another class taught by Elder Yue. I think it will be fatal."

Everyone grumbled a few words, and the noise gradually died down.

Seeing that everyone fell asleep, Yin Huan also slowly closed his eyes.

But before falling asleep, my mind was still full of thoughts.

Regret... How could she regret it?

She seemed to have returned to her old self.

"Master! I don't like the flowers in front of the door. Can we use this land to plant fruit trees? We can eat the fruits!"

The main reason was that the food in the sect was too bland and she was not allowed to go down the mountain during normal times, so she wanted to change the food herself.

She even had the urge to dig a hole to raise fish, chickens and ducks.

But Master would definitely not agree, because she hates noise.

For practitioners, time is the least valuable thing.

If you don't have anything to pass the time and only know how to practice, it will be too boring.

For example, Master is very boring. He only knows how to practice and always talks about practicing well.

When I asked this question, my master was sitting on a tree looking into the distance. He spoke without even looking at me.

"Okay, it's up to you, but don't pull out my spiritual herbs. Take care of them yourself."

"receive!"

After getting permission, she happily started to work.

For some reason, I always feel like someone is watching me from behind, but when I turn around, there is nothing there.

The master lowered his eyebrows, held a magic instrument in his hand, and played a leisurely melody to make her work less boring.

She smiled and said that if there were any fruits, she would be the first one to eat!

The master remained silent for a while, then said, "I don't want to eat."

Frustrated, she tried to save face by saying, "It's okay. If Master doesn't want to eat, I'll eat it myself."

The master only has herself as a disciple, and she often asks her when she will accept a younger sister or brother, but the master chooses to ignore her.

"Taking care of one apprentice is already tiring enough, I don't want to take care of two. If you really want one, then you can learn from them and take them in yourself after you graduate."

The master politely declined her request, and she pouted.

"The elder Geng next door has so many disciples, but I'm the only one here. It's too boring. I don't want to accept any disciples, and I don't want to leave my master. I want to stay with my master forever."

She spoke boldly, and her master was slightly startled, then touched her head helplessly.

"If you're bored, I'll go to Qianji Pavilion in a few days to get a mission and take you down the mountain for a walk."

Hearing this, her eyes were filled with joy.

"Really? Thank you, Master!"

The master actually took the initiative to take her down the mountain!

You know, when she became his disciple, his master didn't seem to like her. Although he taught her everything and was gentle, he had a dead air all over his body.

She knew this because on the eve of accepting her as a disciple, her master's master, her own great-grandmaster, obeyed the will of heaven and went to the Demonic Abyss alone, sacrificed his soul and died.

I heard that Master was the most beloved disciple of the Grandmaster. I think the death of the Grandmaster must have been a great blow to Master.

Of course, this is just her own guess.

The master often locked himself in the room, either in seclusion or in a daze, and occasionally played a little tune, which was so sad and mournful that she was almost moved to tears.

She often wiped her tears with her sleeves and said, "Wow, wow, wow, it's so beautiful, but I don't have any money, otherwise I really want to throw in two copper coins."

Master: “…”

At this time, her head would be hit by her master with a flute, leaving a bump.

Seeing her master coming down from the tree, she walked forward on her own accord, grabbed her sleeve, and followed her.

She couldn't hide her lively nature, and often asked her master all sorts of questions, pestering her with them.

The master was patient in replying to her and occasionally made some dark dishes for her. In order not to undermine her master's self-confidence, she ate them with tears in her eyes and praised them while eating.

"tasty."