Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.
Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...
I usually want to put off everything until the last minute, and only start to solve it when I have to do it.
But now he asked immediately, fearing that any negligence would disappoint his apprentice.
"I didn't bring it with me. I'll give it to Master after I get back."
Gu Xingyun replied casually and stopped talking.
"Is that so? It's okay. It will be the same if we go back and look at it again."
Yan Huailiu did not dwell on this issue for too long, but was just thinking about whether he should show the correct mental method and other things to Gu Xingyun after returning.
The strange feeling in his dantian appeared again, and this time he could clearly feel that the evil energy had entangled with his spiritual power.
Yan Huailiu frowned, feeling inexplicably nervous.
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and said, "You sit here first. I'll be out for a while and back soon."
There were many empty rooms in this yard. Yan Huailiu walked out the door and went straight to the next room, found a place to sit down and started to recuperate.
"Did you get it from staying here too long? Why is it so difficult to deal with?"
He breathed steadily and carefully separated the two auras in his body, trying to disperse the evil energy that did not belong to him.
But when the spiritual power cage was about to approach the evil spirits, they suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
As if it had never appeared.
Yan Huailiu opened his eyes in confusion and stared at his hands for a long time.
"Is it an illusion?"
"Did you suddenly get sick again?"
He has never been able to correctly judge these anomalies.
He circulated the technique in his body for several rounds, then quickly reviewed the Mysterious Sutra of the Crimson Pearl to make sure there was no tingling or stagnation of spiritual power, then sighed helplessly.
"So it's really an illusion, don't be like this..."
"I haven't finished what I want to do yet, so don't do this for now."
He muttered a few words, slowly stood up, and accidentally saw the bronze mirror next to him.
The person in the mirror had disheveled hair, red eyes, and his clothes were torn to pieces. He was covered in filth.
"ah……"
Yan Huailiu's expression twisted, his belated mysophobia kicked in, and he looked disgusted: "So dirty."
Fortunately, few people saw it, and fortunately he flew back at the fastest speed by stepping on Wen Yue.
It seemed like she packed a few clothes before going out.
Yan Huailiu pulled the corner of his mouth in front of the mirror and left stiffly.
It was also a coincidence that as soon as I walked out of this room, I saw Murong Xuanlang stepping into the courtyard.
"Sect Master Yan, I came here to ask if you need anything. Also, there's a bathing area further down this road. Would you mind sending two people to serve?"
Yan Huailiu quickly refused: "No, I can do it myself. By the way, if you don't have anything to do in the next two days, you don't need to come here."
Murong Xuanlang was stunned, not knowing what he remembered, and his ears turned red.
"Yes, it was my negligence. I will inform everyone in Xuanyue Palace when I return and try not to disturb you two."
Yan Huailiu: ...
Why does this sound a bit strange?
"Master Yan, I heard it works... Junior Brother Gu's eyes were injured by the demonic energy. These are the medicines prepared by the doctors of Xuanyue Palace. Please see if they can be used."
Murong Xuanlang handed over a big bag.
Yan Huailiu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it: "Thank you."
"Then I won't disturb your rest." Murong Xuanlang bowed respectfully and said goodbye.
Yan Huailiu returned with a bunch of medicine and placed it next to Gu Xingyun's hand: "This is the medicine for your eyes from Xuanyue Palace. Their young palace master sent it to you. You are a good friend."
"Well, I also suspected whether he was Palace Master Murong's biological son."
Perhaps because he was a little more relaxed, Gu Xingyun was in the mood to make a joke.
"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Huailiu patted him gently.
"Palace Master Murong just seems a little unreliable, his words are illogical, and he always offends people, but he still has a good heart. It's no surprise that he can raise a child like Murong Xuanlang."
"Master is right." Gu Xingyun turned his head in his direction, as if looking at him through his headband.
Yan Huailiu was frowning at the thing on Gu Xingyun's clothes that looked like the flesh and blood of a monster, suppressing the feeling of nausea.
"Where are the clean clothes you packed? Take them out first. I'll take you to wash them and change these clothes."
Gu Xingyun didn't move: "Wouldn't it be more convenient to clean it with spiritual power?"
"It's different. You have to rinse it with water and wash it."
Yan Huailiu is very persistent.
Although spiritual power is very useful, it is really unnecessary in this situation.
He couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart unless he washed it thoroughly with water.
Gu Xingyun obediently took out the clothes of the two.
Yan Huailiu put them in a clean bag and used his spiritual power to make them float up as usual without touching them with his hands.
Then he pulled Gu Xingyun up and said, "Let's go."
The bathing area was very large, with a house in front, a mountain in the back, and a large bamboo forest around it.
What’s even more coincidental is that there are exactly two pools.
"I'll help..." Yan Huailiu just turned around and saw Gu Xingyun who had taken off his headband.
Those red eyes lost some of their sharpness and looked at him with a rare gentleness.
"Master, do you need your disciples to serve you?"
Gu Xingyun carefully wrapped the hairband around his wrist and asked in a low voice.
"No, you don't need to. Go wash inside."
Unexpectedly, in this situation, Gu Xingyun did not continue to pester, but walked straight to another place.
There are two pools, with a bamboo forest in the middle, making the scenery appear vague.
Yan Huailiu threw his dirty clothes aside and immersed himself in the pool, scrubbing himself repeatedly.
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