He was playing with me.

The calligraphy at midnight was like a battle of the century.

[I heard that Bai Linchuan and Mo Xie had a quarrel]

It seems that Bai Linchuan wants to steal Mo Xue's spirit beast.

Why did I hear that it was Mo Xue who was arguing with Bai Linchuan's spirit beast?

Why is there no end to the feud between these two people? The matter of the magic sword has not been settled yet, and now there is a spiritual pet.

bench.

Is this all hearsay? Didn’t anyone see it?

The witness arrived, and Bai Linchuan cursed Mo Xue for being unreasonable. It was the first time I saw him so angry.

They didn't fight, could it be that Bai Linchuan was afraid?

Is the person above stupid? How is that possible?

**You ***, who are you talking about? If Bai Linchuan could defeat Mo Xue, how come he didn’t get the magic sword and lost the spirit beast?

…

Stop arguing. Tomorrow's training session is the outdoor practice session that happens once a month. You'll know then.

It's today.

It’s so late!

The scorching sun cast mottled shadows on the green tiles, and mosses grew wildly in the shade. Crossing the round door in front, there was a large area of ​​weeping willow trees all around. In the square in the middle, the monks gathered in groups of two or three, preparing for discussions.

Wei Si said to Mo Xue beside him, "Today, shall we fight against each other?"

"Of course." Mo Xie replied.

Wei Si said worriedly, "Shouldn't you stay hidden? What if he wants to come and spar with you?"

"rest assured."

There were whispers coming from the front, and at the same time, many obscure gazes were focused over.

"Bai Linchuan is here." Wei Si said. He turned his head and saw a willow tree not far away.

"Senior Brother, good morning." Mo Xie came forward with a smile that was brighter than the sun.

Wei Si: “…”

Disciples: “…”

"Don't they have a bad relationship?"

"What's going on here?"

Bai Linchuan looked up at Mo Xue. He was smiling with curved eyebrows and eyes, and it was hard to tell what he was up to.

"What's the matter?" Bai Linchuan's tone was very cold, and he looked at Mo Xue with cold and doubtful eyes.

Mo Xue took out the spirit weasel from his arms and returned it to Bai Linchuan. He said, "Wash it clean."

Bai Linchuan glanced at the spirit weasel lightly, and the spirit weasel also looked over. The eyes of the man and the pet met briefly, and then quickly separated.

"It's already yours." After he said that, he glanced at Mo Xue lightly and passed by him.

Mo Xue's smile paused awkwardly for a moment, and his dark eyes looked at him as if he wanted to leave.

Looking down from above, the flat bricks on the ground turned into a cross-shaped chessboard. Bai Linchuan's white clothes were whiter than snow, and Mo Xue's black clothes were as black as ink.

The most important thing in playing chess is patience. You have to take one step and look ten steps ahead. You have to plan for a thousand miles. You can't know the outcome until the final moment.

After Bai Linchuan and the chief repairman took their leave, they went down the mountain to carry out their mission. When everyone saw that the two did not fight, they inevitably lost interest and left without any interest.

After the absent-minded sparring session ended and they returned to their room, Wei Si was still nagging, "Are you two just going to let bygones be bygones?"

"No."

Mo Xie lay on the table, staring at the weasel's every move. It stood up towards Mo Xie, blinking its two black eyes.

Wei Si was about to ask what to do next when Mo Xue said:

"wait."

The weasel blinked a beat too late.

Wei Si stared at the weasel, biting his fingers, looking as if he was thinking hard, "You said..."

The weasel froze, its eyes motionless.

"What should we name it?"

"Huh?" Wei Si was puzzled.

The weasel tilted its head, relaxed its body, and lay down on the table.

"Why not just call Laicai?"

The weasel lay on the table with its head turned and its butt facing Mo Xue.

"puff."

There was a creaking sound from the bed, and Wei Si laughed while lying on the bed, "Be a human being, it looks like it's all white, why not call it Baibai."

"Bai Bai, Mo Bai Bai." Mo Xie muttered in a low voice. It was okay, it sounded smooth. He rubbed Bai Bai's snow-white and fluffy buttocks, "From now on, you are my Bai Bai."

The white hair exploded instantly and flew off the table with a whoosh.

"Hahahaha." Mo Xue laughed at its embarrassment and embarrassment, and said jokingly, "Why are you blushing?"

Mo Baibai has a face full of white hair, so you can't tell that he's blushing at all.

"Sleep with me tonight and cultivate our relationship. Don't let others think that I kidnapped you."

Bai Linchuan stopped watching the video, his ears burning with anger. He sat quietly in the cave, counting the sound of dripping water.

Bai Linchuan didn't come to class for several days. I heard that he had taken on a difficult task and had been catching monsters at the foot of the mountain these days.

Early in the morning, Wei Si woke Mo Xue up. He opened his eyes, picked up Bai Bai who was lying on his chest and put him on his face. He took a deep breath, and the fluffy fur smelled of sunlight and grass.

Mo Xue would get up and wash up in a distracted state, leaving Bai Bai's body ravaged and shapeless. He would lick his own hair skillfully.

"I had a lot of dreams last night."

"What did you dream about?" Wei Si asked.

"I forgot..." Mo Xue patted the unknown dust on his clothes. Bai Bai must have gone to dig a hole to bury the shit, and then wiped his claws on his clothes. The little guy has a serious obsession with cleanliness.

He grabbed his hair and pressed it down, but there was still a strand of hair sticking out on top of his head disobediently.

"...We're almost late." Wei Si shouted at the door.

"Oh." Mo Xue grabbed the sword with his left hand and Bai Bai with his right hand, and ran out to catch up with Wei Si.

The sun is shining brightly, and dewdrops are condensed on the green grass, reflecting the light.

Baibai lay on the Mo Xiejianban, nodding his head, and stretched out his claws to smooth the curly hair.

At the meeting, the editor-in-chief released a new course paper.

"This book contains elementary sword techniques. You must practice diligently."

Each person got one. Bai Linchuan was not there, so Mo Xue volunteered to take two. He raised his hand and said, "I'll go take them to Senior Brother."

The master teacher paused, and the classroom fell silent. Wei Si held his forehead and whispered, "What are you doing? Bai Linchuan... doesn't have a sword."

Mo Xue looked at the divine sword beside him, "Oh."

He forced a smile, showing his fangs, not feeling embarrassed at all, "What if he needs it later."

The Grand Master stroked his beard. Although Bai Linchuan had become an inner sect disciple and had his own master teaching him swordsmanship, he felt that his papers were no worse than those of the inner sect elders. He made up his mind, "Go... go after the practice."

"Okay." Mo Xie stood up and sat down again.

After finishing his training, Mo Xue came to the North Mountain, walked up the stone steps, and came to the most secluded courtyard.

The wooden door was closed. Mo Xue turned around and climbed over the fence of the path in the back yard.

Fallen leaves floated on the wooden platform in the yard, and half a cup of warm tea was placed on the wooden table under the tree.

Mo Xue placed the scroll beside the teacup. When he looked up, his vision blurred and he seemed to see half a pink sleeve. He called out twice symbolically, "Bai Linchuan, Senior Brother."

No one responded.

He jumped onto the wooden platform and swaggered into the house. The room was simply decorated with a square table in the middle, a row of bookshelves on the left, a desk in the front with brushes neatly placed on it, and a fresh and elegant screen with flying birds in the mountains on the right.

Mo Xue pulled it open suddenly, and there was only a bed behind it.

He nodded and glanced at it, then pulled the screen back to its original position, but suddenly stopped.

A black hair butterfly clip was left on the ground.

Mo Xue raised an eyebrow. This is...

His eyes rolled around twice, and he suddenly realized something, picked it up, stuffed it into his sleeve, and walked out of the main door in a swagger.

Bei Shaozhi was startled when he saw someone coming out of Bai Linchuan's house. "Who are you?"

Mo Xie smiled and bowed, saying, "Hello, Senior Brother. I'm here to deliver a book to Senior Brother on behalf of Master Xiu."

"Oh oh." Bei Shaozhi nodded without any doubt. Although he wanted to remind them that they were not from the same school and did not need to call him senior brother, he thought that they might not know his name, so he smiled and agreed.

Mo Xue asked eagerly again, "Isn't the eldest brother back yet?"

Bei Shaozhi said: "His mission this time is not easy."

Mo Xie lowered his head and said, "I understand. Thank you, senior brother." Then he left.

Bei Shaozhi saw that Bai Linchuan's door was still open, so he went forward to close it, but suddenly saw a figure, and he was startled again, "So you are at home."

Bai Linchuan nodded lightly and let him in.

Bei Shaozhi said, "Just now, your junior apprentice came to give you a book."

"He is Mo Xie."

"What!" Bei Shaozhi was surprised, "He is Mo Xue, really..."

"What is it?"

"You can't judge a person by his appearance. I thought he was some junior fellow student who admired you and looked harmless when he smiled."

Bai Linchuan paused, pondering for a moment before suddenly asking Bei Shaozhi, "In your opinion, why do you think he wants to seize the divine sword and the spirit beast?"

Bei Shaozhi sat on the stool, "Why else? Ever since he got the magic sword, he has been carrying it around with him every day and showing it off to everyone. I've never seen anyone so high-profile, showing off with a magic weapon everywhere. Either he wants to attract public attention, or..." He glanced at Bai Linchuan,

"He wants your attention."

After hearing this, Bai Linchuan's eyes darkened and his expression became pensive.

Bei Shaozhi added, "Of course, I was just talking nonsense. These young people who just came up to the mountain... think they are the only ones in the world.

"Like me, in those first few years of my life in the mountains, how could I have known there were always people better than me, and mountains beyond my reach? I used to think I was incredibly gifted and arrogant, but then... didn't I meet you? Only then did I learn to calm down and focus on cultivation."

When Bei Shaozhi said this, he suddenly remembered that Bai Linchuan had only been in the mountains for a year.

But he thought about it carefully again, this eldest senior brother was not much better, he was young and frivolous and didn't know what to do, otherwise, he wouldn't have challenged the sect's number one for the first time, and was invincible on the mountain, and everyone knew his name.

"Then how do you think I should deal with this matter?" Bai Linchuan asked humbly.

This surprised Bei Shaozhi. He had not expected that he would be so willing to ask for advice. He stood up and said:

"You're just too serious. With people like Mo Xue, the more serious you are with them, the more excited they become. If I were you, I would just take the sword back and that would be the end of it."

"Really?" Bai Linchuan lowered his eyes.

Bei Shaozhi stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't overthink it. There are many people like this in the sect. They're neither good nor bad at heart, and they can't cause much trouble. When you grow up and experience the world, you'll realize that this is just a joke, not worth worrying about.

This is why Master didn't show up. Cultivating well is the real thing. I heard you weren't having success catching monsters. What difficulties did you encounter?"

"No, I'll fix it soon."

"You still remember that Master will check on your practice the day after tomorrow." Bei Shaozhi reminded before leaving.

Bai Linchuan paused and nodded. After sending Bei Shaozhi away, he sat quietly in the yard, watching the dancing leaves. There was a faint black mass under his eyes. His heart was still burning and he couldn't calm down.

After three breaths, he opened the connection again.

"Come, Baibai, eat." Mo Xue fed a elixir to the weasel and stroked its head again and again.

Mo Baibai dodged while eating.

Mo Xue caught it back and said, "Why are you running? Eat more."

"You should raise it as your son." Wei Si said.

"Of course, otherwise why would it be called Mo Baibai."

The ferret looked up at him, and Mo Xue smiled. He held it in his arms, and his chest vibrated muffledly when he smiled. "Tonight, your father has an important task for you."

Mo Baibai looked at him.

Mo Xue pulled out a bow from his sleeve and said, "Tonight, go to Bai Linchuan's room and see if there's anything that smells like this. Bring it back to me."

"What is this?" Wei Si asked as he stepped forward.

"Found it in Bai Linchuan's house."

"Ancestor, what do you want to do?"

"He's disgusting." Mo Xie smiled brightly.

"Aren't you afraid that the little guy will run away and never come back?" Wei Si said.

Mo Baibai turned to look at Wei Si, and Wei Si turned around and went back to the couch.

"How is that possible? I've fed it so many good things these past few days." He hugged Mo Baibai and rubbed his face against its fur. Mo Baibai raised his paw in the air and kicked him in the face with a cold look, but Mo Xue didn't notice. "Don't you sleep in my arms every night? Your father treats you so well, how could you run away?"

Bai Linchuan waved his hand to cut off the scene. He closed his eyes tightly, his Adam's apple throbbing, and the fire in his heart was extinguished by the cold water, and a layer of frost covered him.

Really...disgusting.

He was overthinking it. Bei Shaozhi was right. The matter should end here.