Chapter 93 Extra: Adventures in Masturbating 4

Shang Qinghua was so scared that he almost cried.

I actually followed him back. I never expected it... No, strictly speaking, it can't be considered as the "mysterious elusiveness". This was originally a special skill that I developed so that Mobei-kun could help Brother Bing to kill people, set fires and assassinate people anytime and anywhere!

Shang Qinghua continued to talk: "Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation. When I went out that day, I met a familiar senior brother. I was afraid that he would ask too many questions and reveal his flaws. If he went to find you, Your Majesty, it would be bad for your trouble. In addition, your injuries are no longer serious. After thinking it over, I decided to endure the humiliation and return with them, and then act according to the situation in the future…"

The hand that Mo Beijun was holding on his temple seemed to get tired of it and switched to the other one.

"He asked you to come back, so you came back with him."

Shang Qinghua said aggrievedly, "What else can I do? Resist submission? Fight? How can I do that? Not to mention that I can't beat them, more importantly, I have to be your undercover agent, how can I tear my face off with the Cangqiong Mountain Sect so early?"

Taking advantage of the current momentum, he said: "Report to the king, I am now an inner sect disciple. Isn't it full of enthusiasm? Isn't there a lot of room for advancement?..."

Dogleg. Dogleg beyond words.

However, no matter how servile he appears to be, he is calm inside.

He has always believed that:

1. Gold on the man's knees (in the correct order);

2 Men don't shed tears easily. If not now, when will they shed tears?

These two life principles told him that when necessary, it was okay to be a bit servile.

Think about it from another perspective. Mobei Jun is a character he created. To an author, he is like his own son. It is nothing for a father to care for his son and love him more. As the saying goes, children are the debts of their parents in their previous lives...

Bang, bang, bang, bang. Shang Qinghua, who had received a good beating, squatted on a chair with his knees hugged, and skillfully used the Ah Q Spiritual Method to heal his injuries.

After stretching his muscles, Mo Beijun lay back on the bed, stretched his waist, turned over, and faced Shang Qinghua with his back. A voice that was neither too high nor too low came out with a hint of sleepiness: "Continue tomorrow."

…

Still going on?!

Shang Qinghua had the urge to yell and call the entire Cangqiong Mountain Sect to die with him.

Of course, the reason why impulse is impulse is that it can often be curbed but cannot be implemented.

Mobei-Jun didn't even take off his boots, just lying on his new bed that he had never slept in before. Shang Qinghua felt extremely upset.

"Your Majesty, this is Cangqiong Mountain."

A pillow with extremely strong destructive power flew over and hit Shang Qinghua, causing him to grimace.

Shang Qinghua picked up the pillow and said tactfully, "Your Majesty, this is my bed."

Mobei Jun raised a finger and shook it.

He said two words in a cold and noble manner: "Mine."

Got it.

Because he was Mobei Jun's, his things were also Mobei Jun's. Naturally, the bed was also Mobei Jun's.

As for whether the reverse inference is valid? This is when Fat Tiger's theory comes into play: what's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours.

Shang Qinghua rolled off the chair in dismay, silently picked up the broken pieces of the teacup under his feet, and began to hum the tune "I lie on the ground and you sleep on the bed. I eat bran and you drink meat soup" while tidying up the new room.

At least I got a pillow as a reward. I didn't even have one before. Be content with what you have and sleep with it in your arms.

Today, Shang Qinghua is as hardworking as a happy little bee.

After sleeping in Xianrenju for three days, Mobei-Jun disappeared without a word.

Only then did Shang Qinghua deeply realize how unscientific the cheat he had given Mobei-Jun was—three days. In three days, no one had actually discovered that a demon clan had come to Anding Peak in a big way, treating the future (logistics) elite disciples like cattle and horses!

No warning! No suspicion! Nothing!

Just like a liberated peasant singing a song, Shang Qinghua was very excited and wandered around for a while until he received the mission assigned by the old leader of Anding Peak.

Although the missions at Anding Peak are nothing more than trivial matters in life, the only difference is whether the battles are in the rear or on the front lines, but being closer to dangerous creatures makes one inevitably feel uneasy.

For example, when Bai Zhan Peak is in the middle of a fierce fight with the vengeful spirits, you rush up to deliver health-replenishing pills. This mission seems extremely brutal no matter how you look at it!

Fortunately, Mobei-Jun is still very capable of protecting others.

Shang Qinghua originally thought that he had forgotten about himself, but he didn't expect that several times when he got into trouble, he was picked up by creatures that looked like demons, saving his life.

...Is this considered as tacit acceptance of his surrender? ? ?

Thinking about it afterwards, Shang Qinghua couldn't help but felt that clinging to someone powerful was still quite useful.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today!

By the way, the concise and to the point System Master gave Shang Qinghua a new instruction: to become the chief disciple of Anding Peak within three years.

In addition to performing well under the "care" of Mobei Jun when performing tasks outside, if you want to become the chief disciple, you must also spend a lot of time and effort inside the Cangqiong Mountain Sect.

As everyone knows, the IQ of the cannon fodder and supporting characters in "The Proud Immortal Demon Path" is only 40, so the so-called palace intrigue is probably about this level:

Assume that the old peak master of Anding Peak already has a chief disciple A, who is very outstanding (excellent = proficient in everything from serving tea to delivering water and washing clothes to folding quilts, worthy of being the head of the housekeeping service center). One day, the old peak master asked A to bake twelve delicious cakes and send one to each peak.

All Shang Qinghua needed to do was to secretly sprinkle a bunch of salt or sugar on the cookies carefully baked by A every time to make them taste terrible.

The above process was repeated three times. OK, the old peak master was finally completely disappointed with the former eldest disciple.

Think about it: if you can't even bake a cake, what else can you do?

At this point, if Shang Qinghua showed off his superb cooking skills a few more times, he would be able to successfully take the top spot!

As the saying goes: If you don't have enough IQ, make up for it with complaints. If you can't do the best, then do the worst.

It is a success if the plot is so stupid that it can make readers complain like crazy!

There are countless such plots in The Proud Immortal and the Devil, and the fact that readers have been criticizing it for many years is a great spectacle in the terminal book review area. The most powerful critic is that peerless cucumber.

Thinking of this, Shang Qinghua couldn't help but miss his friends in the book review section and this gentleman.

I really miss the sight of him roaring endlessly, "Shoot planes into the sky! It is because you have this kind of thinking that you are just a third-rate stud writer!!!"

However, after becoming the chief disciple of Anding Peak, his troubles only increased.

For example, when I was an outer disciple, I would not have the opportunity to go down the mountain on a mission with Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge.

This is a special prize that one would have to be unlucky for several lifetimes to win.

The Cangqiong Mountain School places great emphasis on the connection between peers, and it is common for several chief disciples to team up to brush up on the dungeon regularly. The division of labor among the three people this time is very clear. Liu Qingge is the front-line fighter; Shen Qingqiu is the midfielder, responsible for the false and the treacherous [cross out] as well as sneak attacks and finishing blows, and waving the fan to show off [cross out].

Where is Shang Qinghua?

Of course, he was responsible for driving the carriage, booking inns, carrying things, and all the income and expenses of the trip. Logistics.

I wish it were really that cheap.

"It is said that at night, if you look into the well, you will see your reflection smiling and waving, and then it will suddenly pull you in and drown you. Sometimes you will even see your dead relatives... ahem, Senior Brother Shen and Junior Brother Liu... please listen to me first..."

Shang Qinghua put down the file.

Shen Qingqiu could feel a book in his sleeves. He could pretend to be cool at any time, sitting or standing. At this moment, he was leaning against the shadowy old banyan tree, showing his knowledge of poetry and books. Liu Qingge had already stood by the well, looking inside.

Liu Qingge wanted to end the battle quickly so as not to continue to be with Shen Qingqiu, while Shen Qingqiu wanted Liu Qingge to finish the hard labor and leave as soon as possible. Neither of them wanted to get close to the other and make him hate them. They each had their own considerations, and no one was listening to his conscientious explanation of the mission.

Liu Qingge raised his head and said, "No."

Shang Qinghua understood. It meant "my reflection is not waving and smiling at me inside."

He spread his hands and said, "This...how about letting Senior Brother Shen try it?"

Shen Qingqiu put away the book, replaced it with a folding fan, and walked to the well: "Please make way for me if you have any trouble."

Liu Qingge had already retreated a dozen steps away. Shen Qingqiu looked into the well carelessly, but it seemed that he had not gained anything.

Shang Qinghua flipped through the file and said in a whim, "How strange! It clearly says this..."

Unfortunately, no matter how loud the flipping sounded, it couldn't cover up Shen Qingqiu's malicious voice: "We've tried everything, isn't it your turn?"

As expected, even monsters in this world bully the weak and fear the strong. When the other two looked, they couldn't see a single thing, but when it was Shang Qinghua's turn, he was the only one who could see his own shadow posing in the well.

Without saying a word, Liu Qingge clapped the hilt of his sword, and Cheng Luan unsheathed it, piercing into the well water like a rainbow.

After a moment's silence, bubbles began to rise from the calm surface of the well water.

Shang Qinghua retreated again and again with interest, creating a safe distance. There was only a burst of ghostly howling, and a large number of flocculent souls gushed out into the sky!

Liu Qingge knocked down the group of women's heads that were chasing and biting him, and said, "Back off!"

According to custom, once the fight started, the Anding Peak disciples who did not provide supplies should run away as far as possible, and go wherever it was cool. Unfortunately, Shang Qinghua miscalculated this time, and did not run far enough, and the way he came and went was surrounded by vengeful spirits that dispersed into white smoke. At this point, he had no choice but to use his signature skill, rolled his eyes, and lay down on the ground.

Playing dead always works!

In the melee, Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu's backs accidentally touched each other, and both of them showed disgust at the same time. Shen Qingqiu had already backhanded a critical hit, which flew past Liu Qingge's shoulder. Liu Qingge was angry and immediately returned a hit.

Now the main fighting force completely ignored the enemy and started fighting on their own.

Shen Qingqiu scolded: "Are you blind? Where are you hitting?!"

Liu Qingge was no less polite than him: "Who hit me first? Who got blinded first?!"

Shang Qinghua was lying on the ground, rolling his eyes. He saw clearly that there was a white shadow in front of Liu Qingge's side just now, and Shen Qingqiu crossed over Liu Qingge's shoulder and broke it. Seeing that the fight between the two was getting bigger and bigger, and they were almost going crazy, he didn't care about pretending to be dead, so he sat up and shouted weakly: "Don't quarrel. Brother Liu, you misunderstood. In fact, Brother Shen was..."

Shen Qingqiu swung his hand, and several deep cracks appeared on the wall beside Shang Qinghua's head, and dust fell down.

Shen Qingqiu said coldly: "If you want to die, die completely, don't get up halfway."

Shang Qinghua said nothing more, and fell down, continuing to hold the body with peace of mind.

The well monster and the vengeful spirits it collected were sealed in the recycling container without a single leak. Shang Qinghua led the carriage, and Liu Qingge walked towards another path without looking away.

Shang Qinghua hurriedly asked, “Junior brother, where are you going?”

Liu Qingge snorted, "I won't go with someone who sneaks into my fellow sect."

Shen Qingqiu clapped his hands and laughed, "That's great. I don't want to travel with someone who is strong but not smart. Junior Brother Shang, let's go."

He pinched Shang Qinghua's shoulder, and Shang Qinghua agreed with a grin. After finally escaping the clutches of the devil, he caught up with Liu Qingge and warned him, "Junior Brother Liu, I have a word of advice for you. Don't practice alone unless necessary. It's easy to go astray."

Before Liu Qingge could say anything, Shen Qingqiu knocked the handle of his fan against the carriage handle. Shang Qinghua hurried back.

Along the way, he drove while staring at Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu was originally leaning against the carriage reading a book, but his expression became increasingly gloomy as he was stared at. He narrowed his eyes and said, “Why are you looking at me?”

Shang Qinghua said shyly, “…Senior Brother Shen, I actually didn’t want to remind you. But since you asked sincerely, I will… hold your book upside down.”

“…”

Shen Qingqiu's face flushed for a moment, and he suddenly drew his sword.

"No no no no no don't be impulsive!!!"

Shen Qingqiu is the most shameless guy. If you expose him in front of him, he will remember you for the rest of his life. A man like him who is so good at pretending to be awesome could actually turn the book upside down. It seems that he was really angry just now.

That's right, you finally did something good, but the result was not satisfactory. If it was not satisfactory, you should tell Liu Qingge directly, but he refused to do it, and even when I was about to explain it to him, he was interrupted. This person really can't be so roundabout, and torture himself.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes were like snakes and scorpions. Shang Qinghua was sweating coldly. After a while, he sat back down, sheathed his sword, and tried to calm down. He smiled and said, "Shang Qinghua, shut up, okay?"

Shang Qinghua was itching to say something, so he raised his hand and asked, “Can I say one more thing?”

Shen Qingqiu raised his chin, indicating that he was in agreement. Shang Qinghua looked at him seriously and said the most heartfelt words he had said since he was drawn into the Proud Immortal Demon Path by the electric current:

"If you see someone who is possessed in the future, don't panic, and don't rush to help save them. You must stay calm, go out and call for help, and don't do it yourself. Otherwise, you will definitely make things worse and make a big mess. From then on, you will give up on yourself and never be able to turn over a new leaf in your life, even if you jump into the Yellow River, you can't wash yourself clean!"

Shen Qingqiu was puzzled: "It has nothing to do with me if someone else is possessed by a demon. Why should I panic? Why should I help?"

Shang Qinghua said with a look of “I knew this would be the reaction”, “…Anyway, just remember this.”

When Shang Qinghua became the peak master, he finally didn’t have to be so blatant and humble anymore.

A busy life is still a busy life, but at least she has been promoted from a maid to the chief eunuch of the palace, which is a great progress.

I heard that the master on Qingjing Peak who couldn't afford to offend fell ill. After he recovered, a secret meeting was held on Qiongding Peak in a low-key manner.

The side hall of Qiongding Peak.

Eleven of the twelve peak masters have arrived.

Yue Qingyuan concentrated and said, “Do you feel that Junior Brother Qingqiu… has been acting strangely these past few days?”

Several peak masters echoed this.

Liu Qingge said solemnly: "It's not just strange."

Qi Qinglai muttered: "He has become a completely different person."

It was at this time that Shang Qinghua stepped into the side hall in a dusty state. In recent years, the dragon bone melon seeds from Qiancao Peak have been selling well outside, and he has been working outside for several months to find sales channels. He was inexplicably dragged to a meeting just after returning, and he was still a little confused about the situation. He rubbed his hands and said, "Well, I haven't seen Senior Brother Shen for a while. Can you tell me what the specific strange method is?"

Yue Qingyuan said: "He can talk to me calmly for an hour."

"..." Shang Qinghua said in horror: "How weird. That's really weird!"

It is said that there is a knot between these two people. If this knot is not resolved, there is no possibility of reconciliation.

Liu Qingge said: "He helped me in Lingxi Cave."

Shang Qinghua then remembered, yes, in this timeline, Liu Qingge should have been tricked to death by Shen Qingqiu, how could he still be alive and well and sitting here for a meeting? !

Could it be that the reminder I gave to Shen Qingqiu during the time of hunting the well monster worked?

The others continued to summarize Shen Qingqiu's various abnormalities in recent times, such as how he got injured while fighting off the ungrateful demon witch, and how he cared about his disciples and stood up to protect them... Shang Qinghua's face was distorted when he heard this. After thinking it over, he felt that this kind of self-sacrificing personality was seriously OOC no matter how he looked at it!

He couldn't help but say, "Stop. He... couldn't have been abducted? Senior Brother Wei, how was your sword-testing platform? Has he been there?"

On the sword testing platform of Wei Qingwei's Wanjian Peak is a magical sword called "Red Mirror" that no one has ever been able to pull out. Whenever an evil demon or monster approaches, the sword will automatically come out of its sheath. If Shen Qingqiu is really possessed by an unclean being, the Red Mirror will sound an alarm as long as he approaches the sword testing platform.

Wei Qingwei said: "He walked over three times and tried to pull it out three times, but nothing happened."

"And there's no ghostly aura around him." Yue Qingyuan said slowly, "I can't detect any signs of him being abducted."

Qi Qinglai waved his hands and said, "If he stole the house, that doesn't make sense. He must have a plan to steal the house. He has been doing nothing these days."

After a while of discussion, no one could agree on the answer. Finally, Mu Qingfang said, "It may not be a case of seizure. In my opinion, it may be that Senior Brother Shen's old illness has recurred."

The peak masters looked at each other in bewilderment.

There is no need to point out what the "old problem" is, everyone knows it.

It wasn't the first day that Shen Qingqiu was so eager to achieve success in his cultivation. Perhaps he had gone astray again.

Mu Qingfang continued to analyze, "When a person is hit on the head by a boulder, they will lose some of their past memories. So it is not impossible for them to become possessed and have a drastic change in their personality."

Yue Qingyuan asked: "Is it possible to recover?"

Qi Qinglai wrinkled his nose: "Master Brother, do you still hope that he will remember and return to the way he was before, uh."

Yue Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, “I don’t know either.” He said seriously, “Although it’s good that he’s the way he is now… But, it’s better to be able to remember.”

A peak master was puzzled and said, "In the past, he never greeted the head brother and fellow disciples properly, nor did he visit them. He even stabbed them in the back when he spoke. What good is that? It's better now."

Yue Qingyuan smiled slightly but said nothing. Mu Qingfang said in embarrassment, "Last time when I wrote the prescription for the incurable disease, I helped him to read it. He has no clue and it's hard to start. I'm afraid we can only let it go."

After coming to the conclusion that "the leader of Qingjing Peak has lost his memory, everyone is overjoyed", the meeting was adjourned.

After this meeting, Shang Qinghua felt that it was necessary for him to inspect this unusual situation (while delivering funds to Qingjing Peak).

Before the inspection, Shang Qinghua first went to Baizhan Peak.

Logically speaking, in terms of seniority, Qingjing Peak ranks second and Baizhan Peak ranks seventh. After sending Qiongding Peak, which ranks first, Qingjing Peak should be sent first in order. But firstly, Shen Qingqiu is too difficult to serve, and Shang Qinghua always has to rack his brains to think about how to speak so as not to offend him; secondly, Baizhan Peak can fight well, so Shang Qinghua would feel more at ease if he sent their funds first.

What kind of peace of mind is this? Well, it's the kind of peace of mind that small business owners who run storefronts pay protection fees to local tyrants...

The one who greeted him was Liu Qingge's junior fellow apprentice Ji Jue, who was as enthusiastic as ever. The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and after the handover, Ji Jue said, "Then Senior Brother Shang, take care. I'm going back to the martial arts arena."

Shang Qinghua saw his expression and saw that he seemed unwilling to walk so fast, so he asked, “Junior Brother Liu has been staying at Bai Zhan Peak quite often recently. Which Junior Brother has made a great progress in realm?”

Liu Qingge was always out looking for people to fight. No one on Baizhan Peak could match him, so he only came back once a month at most. Whenever Baizhan Peak went to Qiancao Peak for treatment in groups, it meant that he had just come back. However, recently, the gate of Qiancao Peak was almost broken by the masters of Baizhan Peak, and the funds were tight. Mu Qingfang went to Shang Qinghua every now and then to ask for leniency. He found it strange, so he asked this question.

Ji Jue said gloomily: "It's not from our peak. It's Shen Qingqiu."

Shang Qinghua didn’t expect to hear any earth-shattering answer at all. He smiled and nodded: “Oh, Shen Qingqiu… Shen Qingqiu?!”

After digesting the huge amount of information brought by these three words, Shang Qinghua was almost frightened and ascended directly.

Shen Qingqiu? At Bai Zhan Peak? And at the Bai Zhan Peak martial arts arena? What was he doing? Was he beaten unilaterally by Liu Qingge? No, based on his ability to attract hatred, he should have been beaten by a group of people - what if someone died? He is an important scum villain!

Ji Jue: "... Senior Brother Shang, what are you looking at me like that! Don't look at me like that! We didn't kill anyone! Shen Qingqiu is still alive, and no one has done anything to him! You should be asking what he did to us!"

So Shang Qinghua followed him and trotted all the way to the martial arts arena.

On the basalt platform, Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu were actually fighting swords in a very proper manner.

Liu Qingge's movements were much slower than usual. Rather than a sword fight, it was more like he was preparing his moves. His expression was also quite peaceful, without the murderous aura he had in the past.

At this moment, Shen Qingqiu thrust his sword into the air. He frowned and moved his left hand slightly.

Shang Qinghua's heart suddenly tensed up, and he saw from the corner of his eye that Ji Jue's expression also froze, and he seemed to have the urge to shout out.

The two looked at each other and understood each other.

Ji Jue was still apprehensive and whispered, "I feel like Shen Qingqiu is going to use some poisoned hidden weapon or something."

Shang Qinghua deeply agreed: "Great minds think alike!" It seems that Junior Brother Ji has a very thorough understanding of this role! He is indeed the old enemy who once fought with Shen Qingqiu in a brothel and brought shame to both peaks...

Shen Qingqiu took back Xiu Ya and stood still to think. He did not sneer or look at people with disdain. Looking at people in this way, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, he actually had the demeanor of a humble and elegant gentleman.

After a moment, Shen Qingqiu said: "I don't understand."

Liu Qingge casually made a sharp sword flower and said, "Why don't you understand?"

A disciple beside Ji Jue suddenly said, "Oh my God, he doesn't understand again."

Another disciple whispered, "I... I can't do it anymore... My stomach feels uncomfortable, I'll go down first..."

Ji Jue hurriedly said: "Junior brother, wait for me, I will also..."

The junior brother pushed him back: "Stay! Didn't you just come back?"

On the field, Shen Qingqiu said: "In those moves just now, if I used my right hand to attack you with a sword, and my left hand to deliver a spiritual force attack, and then looked for an opportunity to hit your lower abdomen, I would still have a chance to win."

Liu Qingge sneered: "Impossible."

Shen Qingqiu insisted: "It's possible."

Liu Qingge: "If you can win, why don't you try?"

Shen Qingqiu said reservedly: "This is not a competition, it would be bad to get serious."

Liu Qingge didn't say much to him, and said to the audience: "Someone come here!"

The people he casually pointed at were like the Yishui Warriors, who went on the field with a fearless look on their faces. They fought a few moves with Liu Qingge in the same way as Shen Qingqiu, and were directly blasted away by the sword energy of Chengluan.

Liu Qingge then sheathed the sword and said to Shen Qingqiu: "Did you see? It won't work."

Shen Qingqiu opened his folding fan, waved it in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "I see. Junior Brother Liu reacted too quickly. It really doesn't work."

Ji Jue complained to Shang Qinghua in a low voice, “Every time he says ‘I don’t understand’, Senior Brother Liu would find someone to demonstrate until he understands…”

No wonder the number of disabled people at Baizhan Peak has only increased recently, while Qiancao Peak is packed with people.

Shang Qinghua had only one idea.

Shen Qingqiu definitely did this on purpose!!!

After the match, Liu Qingge continued to train the disciples of Baizhan Peak. Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua said hello and walked down the mountain together. When they were about to leave the mountain gate, Ji Jue came over with two sacks upside down, wanting to give them to Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua.

Shang Qinghua didn't understand what was going on, so he untied the belt and took a look. He saw two bloody, furry things nestling inside: "What is this..."

Ji Jue said in a dull voice, "I heard that the short-haired monster that Senior Brother Liu hunted back tastes very good. You two Senior Brothers can bring it back to the peak and cook it yourself."

Short-haired monster? Short-haired monster? Did he ever create such a monster?! Edible? Are you serious?!

Shen Qingqiu also seemed to be very skeptical about the edibility of this thing: "Thank you for your trouble..."

Ji Jue read it out loud: "Senior brother said that this is a return gift for the tea that Qingjing Peak sent last time."

Shang Qinghua was yelling in his heart, but he smiled: “So, I am benefiting from Senior Brother Shen. I just don’t know what kind of good tea it is?”

Shen Qingqiu said to Shen Keqin: "It was harvested from the tea fields of my eldest disciple Mingfan's family. As for whether it is good or not, Junior Brother Shang, why don't you come to Qingjing Peak and try it and you will know?"

Shang Qinghua said shamelessly, “Then I’ll take advantage of Senior Brother Liu as well.”

So a man dragged a sack, pulling things here and there, and walked towards Qingjing Peak.

As soon as they entered the mountain gate, the breeze blew on their faces and the birds chirped softly, which was very different from the outside world. The two of them stepped on the soft green fallen bamboos on the ground, feeling refreshed.

Shen Qingqiu didn't know why, but he was in a very good mood. He didn't look like he had just lost to Liu Qingge. Instead, he idly praised, "Junior Brother Liu's swordsmanship is really good."

Shang Qinghua couldn’t help but remind him, “Brother Shen, how many times have you lost?”

Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment: "Hmm? Hmm, you're asking about this morning? Only about seven or eight times."

Then how can you be so calm? !

Shouldn't she grit her teeth, weep bitterly, go back to seclusion for three months, and swear to fight again?

You're OOC, do you know that?! Can you be more professional?!

Shen Qingqiu tapped the back of his neck with the handle of his fan: "There's nothing I can do about losing to the leader of Bai Zhan Peak. It would be abnormal if I won."

"..." Shang Qinghua felt that he could no longer communicate with him.

This scene of brothers being friendly and harmonious with each other actually appeared between Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge - Oh my God, maybe in a few days, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe will be able to flirt with each other!

This horrible image just flashed through his mind, and then he saw a white shadow passing by. Suddenly, something sticky fell into Shen Qingqiu's arms.

The soft mass cried out, "Master!"

Shen Qingqiu was nearly knocked over by him, and staggered, holding on to a thick bamboo, and finally stood up. He saw Shang Qinghua watching coldly with an expressionless face.

Looking at the handsome young man with his hands around Shen Qingqiu's waist like a diamond hoop, Shang Qinghua almost blurted out "Brother Bing"!

Shen Qingqiu waved his fan stiffly with one hand, and said awkwardly: "You can yell if you want, but you are not allowed to drag your voice. You keep throwing yourself at people, and your uncle is still here, how can this be acceptable!"

Luo Binghe slowly withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and called Master Shang obediently before saying, "After finishing my morning lessons, I have been waiting here for Master to come back. I was so happy that I forgot everything else..."

Shang Qinghua's heart almost collapsed.

Luo Binghe took Shen Qingqiu's arm instead: "Master, why did you take so long today?"

"Today... there are a lot of people."

Luo Binghe naturally took the sack from Shen Qingqiu's hand: "Can I go next time too?"

"That depends on how your swordsmanship improves." Shen Qingqiu said casually: "I don't know what kind of monster is in the bag. Your uncle Liu said it's edible. See if you can get the fur clean and how to eat it."

"Oh." Luo Binghe responded happily, shook the bag, and the things inside suddenly struggled.

"Master, he's still alive!"

When they arrived at the reception hall of the bamboo house, Shen Qingqiu's disciples were still surrounding the unknown creature in the sack and taking turns poking it. Every time they poked the short-haired monster, it let out a miserable wail. They were still very excited and exclaimed in amazement: "Master, it's really alive!"

"What should we do with the living ones? Or should we kill them and eat them?"

"No, it's so pitiful..."

Shang Qinghua tried hard to ignore the group of little disciples sitting around, lowered his head to drink tea, his heart twitching.

I remember the last time I came here, all the disciples had faces full of bitterness and hatred, standing like pine trees and sitting like bells, each holding an ancient book, chanting mantras wherever they went, and speaking with quotations from classics. Now... is this still the Qingjing Peak that is famous for its pretentious literary and artistic youth?

A whole daycare center for children with ADHD.

Shen Qingqiu said: "If it's alive, then keep it."

Ming Fan quickly objected: "Just eat it, just eat it. We have never raised a cat before, so we don't know how much it needs to eat. It will be troublesome to change the water and take it for a walk..."

Ning Yingying pouted and said, "Come on, it's definitely not your turn to raise the child. Master will of course let A-Luo raise him."

She looked up and asked, "Master, where did you get this strange thing?"

"It was sent by the head of Baizhan Peak. Tea is a return gift."

Ning Yingying heard this and whined, "Master, I don't like Bai Zhan Peak. They are so annoying... Last time, they relied on their sword skills to bully A Luo and even chased him and beat him..."

Shang Qinghua thought: This is normal. The Bai Zhan Peak sect’s hatred for Luo Binghe is natural. It may be a single-cell organism’s intuition about potential evil factors.

After Ning Yingying finished her scolding, she demanded, "Master, you must help us teach them a lesson!"

“Pfft——” Shen Qingqiu snorted, turned to Shang Qinghua, and smiled appropriately: “Ahem… this kid, what nonsense is he talking about… fellow disciples should be harmonious and friendly, how can we teach each other harshly all the time?”

Shang Qinghua repeatedly said yes, responded with the same dry laugh, and drank tea desperately.

Baby girl, your master doesn't need to do anything, Liu Qingge has already taught them a lesson. The fact is that Shen Qingqiu is responsible for "harmony and friendship", and Liu Qingge is responsible for "teaching them harshly"... He is indeed a hypocritical gentleman! Shang Qinghua was deeply relieved. Shen Qingqiu, as expected, was still the insidious Shen Qingqiu!

At this moment, Luo Binghe brought tea leaves and entered the hall to present them to Shang Qinghua. Shen Qingqiu said, "Come on, Junior Brother, I appreciate Anding Peak's care all along..."

There was still a person squatting on the ground who was unwilling to give in. Ning Yingying said excitedly: "Master, you must help A'Luo vent his anger!"

"..." Shen Qingqiu could no longer bear it: "Baby, go out and play!"

Luo Binghe hurriedly said: "Don't take it out on me. It's just that my skills are inferior to others, and I have brought shame to Master and Qingjing Peak."

Shen Qingqiu comforted him: "Your foundation is just not very good at the moment. As long as you work hard, you will definitely surpass them in time."

Ming Fan said disdainfully: "He's the only one who can surpass Bai Zhan Peak. You'll have to wait a hundred years." Ning Yingying lost her temper: "You look down on Qing Jing Peak and A Luo so much. Why don't you go to Bai Zhan Peak and see if they're willing to accept you!" Shen Qingqiu held his forehead and said: "Didn't I tell you to go out and play? Why are you still here?! Binghe, get them out quickly and stop embarrassing yourself here."

…

Shang Qinghua felt like he was about to have a myocardial infarction.

What the hell are these Shen Qingqiu brand red candle gardener and Luo Binghe brand intimate little cotton jacket!

Please don't tell me that Shen Qingqiu really went to Bai Zhan Peak to play tricks on people just to vent his anger on Luo Binghe!

This loving father and filial son... Pah Pah Pah, holding their cases in the same line... Pah Pah Pah, the scene of them treating each other with respect is even more fantastic than the peaceful exchange between Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge. If things continue to develop like this, maybe one day they will really have a flirtatious fight. Pah, if that time really comes, he will swallow three pounds of hot shit.

By the way, Airplane Chicory has always been bad at using idioms. The few idioms I know are all used to describe Liu Mingyan's beauty. The most frequently used ones are "soft breasts trembling" and "blowable". "Respect each other like guests" should be used correctly here...