When Sang Yue returned to Yuehua Peak, he did not forget to pack a dinner for Yun Nie.

The food comes from the sect’s canteen, which is divided into three grades. He just takes whatever the highest grade cooks without having to worry about anything.

After saying a few words of concern and putting down the food, Sang Yue left.

In fact, he was pretending to leave and used magic to conceal his figure and breath, so Yun Nie thought he had left.

But in fact, Sang Yue was sitting opposite him.

Sighing.

I forgot to tell Qingfu Immortal Lord that since he stopped watching Yun Nie eat in public, Yun Nie's eating speed has slowed down a little bit, and his appetite has also decreased a little bit.

The progress is slow, but it is commendable.

Just this one action caused a chain reaction in Yun Nie.

There was a time gap between when he finished his meal and when Sang Yue came in to help clean up the mess. During this time gap, Yun Nie began to stockpile food.

That’s right, stock up on food.

Wrap the dry cakes and fruits that are not easy to spoil in a handkerchief and quickly stuff them deep under the bed.

Like a vigilant and thrifty little squirrel, it is making early plans for the coming of winter.

In fact, he originally wanted to dig out a wall tile, but after knocking on all four walls and the floor, he couldn't find a hole to hide something, so he had to settle for the next best option, which was under the bed.

…Why on earth is that?

Sang Yue swore to heaven that he had not let his apprentice starve and had always fed him well for every meal.

Besides, Yunnie's room is very big.

Sang Yue was very generous to this only apprentice who came late, and provided him with the finest food, clothing and other necessities.

Even in this room, a small living room was dug out for the insecure Yun Nie, so that he could feel the protection of multiple doors.

Even so, he still chose to hide the things under the bed at the deepest part of the room, the place closest to him and the safest.

Those cabinet drawers made of fine wood are of no use.

Sang Yue deliberately gave him some small things, such as a dagger for self-defense, some health-preserving pills, and some exquisite jade pendants.

Except for the weapons he carried with him, he hid everything else under the bed.

While doing this, Yunnie lay on the ground with his arms stretched out, poking and stuffing things under the bed.

He had no idea that there was an old and disrespectful guy squatting behind him, sighing with his hands on his chin.

Hide the things and take inventory to make sure nothing is missing.

Yun Nie felt a sense of satisfaction.

very nice.

He had no privacy and no wealth before.

No matter how well you hide something, it will always be found and stolen.

So many people, hungry, injured, jealous, all crowded in one big room.

Everyone is watching with fear and everyone is afraid and nervous.

A mouthful of throat-ripping dry biscuits has to be hidden in loose bricks in the wall so that you can take it out and take a bite when you are hungry late at night.

Moisten it with saliva, swallow it reluctantly, and briefly comfort your hungry stomach.

Now he has a full meal every day and a warm night every night.

But when he closed his eyes, Yun Nie began to feel fear.

I didn't feel this uneasy before when I wasn't treated as a human being. Why do I feel even more anxious now?

Only after coming to the world do we know how terrible hell is, and only after having gained something do we fear losing it again.

This fear and anxiety made him afraid to fall asleep, afraid to wake up and open his eyes again, and return to the rotten underground. Nightmares followed him like a shadow, mocking him that even if he was rescued, he would still fall into the quagmire again.

So Yun Nie couldn't sleep well night after night.

Every time I wake up, I take out the snacks I secretly hid and take a bite, using the sweetest sweetness to comfort myself that I am still in the world.

But this is only a temporary solution and not a permanent one.

Yun Nie knew very well that his uneasiness came from himself.

Isn't it the disciple's job to serve his master and help him with things... Is it because I'm too weak that Sang Yue doesn't need me?

Not being able to provide any value, but instead just enjoying the other person's kindness.

This made Yunnie very uneasy.

I'm afraid that one day Sang Yue will get tired of me and abandon me.

And Yun Nie had no power to resist.

That day, Yun Nie heard a gentle knock on the door.

He jumped out of bed and opened the door, and saw his master who could have just barged in, but was still being polite.

The master’s hair was very long, reaching his knees. As he walked, it looked like a piece of inky silk soaked in moonlight.

The master also smells good, not a strong scent, but a light yet long-lasting one.

And at this moment, this pleasant fragrance was enveloping Yun Nie.

He seemed to always treat himself as a child... Yun Nie, realizing this, was a little frustrated, but still obediently let his master half hug and half embrace him.

This person, who was the most handsome in Yun Nie's knowledge, suddenly took out a silver ring.

“Guess what this is?”

Sang Yue looked at him with his head lowered. His beautiful and affectionate eyes contained a spring-like smile. The corners of his eyes were narrow and slightly upturned, like the graceful curve of a butterfly's wings when they are spread.

Yun Nie avoided his gaze and stared at the silver ring intently.

After a while, he answered honestly: "A ring."

"Yes, it's a ring called a Nazi Ring."

Sang Yue did not laugh at his stupidity, but gently grabbed Yun Nie's skinny claws and measured them one by one.

The contrast was quite tragic, referring to Yun Nie's hand and Sang Yue's hand, so tragic that Yun Nie wanted to turn his head away.

I felt a chill on my ring finger and the ring was put on.

Yun Nie widened his eyes slightly and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to turn the plain-looking silver ring.

He had heard of the Nazi Ring.

Although they seldom communicated with others, they all rested in a large room. He had heard others chatting and saying with envy and longing in their voices: The ring on the steward's hand can hold many, many things, and can be exchanged for one thousand or ten thousand roast chickens!

They are not worthy of such good things.

But now, Sang Yue gave it to him.

Yun Nie unconsciously raised the corner of his lips slightly.

It is rare to see the expression on Yunnie's face change, which shows that he really likes this gift.

Sang Yue couldn't help but soften his tone, and wanted to tease him again, so he said, "This is just the most worthless and ordinary wedding ring."

Yun Nie paused, looked up, and stared straight at Sang Yue with his pair of dark eyes.

He said in a very serious tone, so serious that he subconsciously straightened his back: "...Yeah!"

Sang Yue was amused by him and asked, "Is that all?"

Yun Nie organized his words very seriously: "I will repay you."

Sang Yue asked again: "How can you repay me?"

Yunnie said, "All of them."

So the one who had the upper hand suddenly collapsed, while the stubborn stone remained upright.

Sang Yue stopped teasing him and taught him how to use the ring. He said, "I wanted to wait until your cultivation level improved so that I could give you a good one. But... Master thought about it and decided that it would be more convenient to carry around if you needed it. This ring is a little small, but it's just right for your current cultivation level."

Sang Yue considerately did not mention Yun Nie's hoarding of grain.

After learning how to use the Nazi Ring, Yun Nie slowly left Sang Yue's arms and took out all the treasures under the bed in front of him.

He seemed to be very confident in Sang Yue.

It was also the first time that I felt so confident in someone.

After that day, Yun Nie never hid anything under the bed again.

I hid it in his necklace ring and wore it on my finger, never taking it off even when taking a bath. This way I felt safer.

Just like the sense of security that Sang Yue brought him.

Sang Yue did not leave that night.

He chose to sit next to Yun Nie and sleep with him.

"Xiao Nie seems to be in low spirits and can't sleep well recently. Why?"

"Fear."

Since it was Sang Yue who asked the question, Yun Nie answered it.

If it were in the past, he would never show weakness to anyone, as showing weakness would mean being surrounded by more dangers. In a place where the strong prey on the weak, the weak are destined to be eaten by the strong.

But Sang Yue is different, Sang Yue is very strong.

Although he had no specific idea about this, Yun Nie knew that Sang Yue did not need to be at a disadvantage and was much stronger than himself.

After hearing his answer, Sang Yue gave a very coincidental response.

After a brief thought, Sang Yue figured out why Yun Nie was afraid, so he held his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, Master is very powerful, it's safe here, no one can take you away or hurt you."

In fact, he was not afraid of this. Although he had no idea how powerful Sang Yue was, Yun Nie still believed that if he could save him, he could keep him.

He was just afraid... that he was too useless and would be disliked by Sang Yue.

But Yun Nie did not refute, but asked: "How powerful is it?"

Sang Yue thought about it and deliberately revealed a bit of arrogance on his face. This bad quality did not add any flaws to him, but made him look even more brilliant.

It was as if he was supposed to be so proud and to be above everyone else.

"In this cave, in the entire Yuehua Mountain, Master guarantees that no one can hurt you. Xiao Nie, Master is very powerful, more powerful than anyone you have ever met, so don't be afraid, sleep peacefully, Master will stay here with you tonight."

That night Sang Yue kept his promise and stayed by her side.

So Yun Nie rarely had a good sleep.

He quietly grabbed Sang Yue's long hair and wrapped a strand of black hair around his fingers. Just feeling this person by his side, his wandering soul sank peacefully.