Chapter 253: Alcohol Makes the Bear Man Courageous
Mo Qitian was finally able to calm down and listen to his master's story of what happened back then. All along, he had been immersed in complaints and even hatred towards his master. It turned out that his helpless experience was not only his own, but he just didn't know what others had gone through.
If my master had really died and never returned, would I still resent him so much? Would I resent a dead person?
It was because of his sudden return that Qing Yi was able to break free from the demon barrier and become a normal person. If the master died, and Qing Yi became a demon, living in a cave for the rest of his life, would he feel guilty for the rest of his life, like the master, feeling that he had let his apprentice down?
Thinking of this, Mo Qitian suddenly understood the guilt that the Demon Lord felt towards his disciple, the unspeakable pain. Chu Shi was right. Only by realizing his own guilt towards Qing Yi could he empathize with his master's helplessness.
"Master, I'm sorry." Mo Qitian knelt down with a plop.
His kneeling scared the Demon Lord. He was already disheartened and planned to leave with regret, but he didn't expect Mo Qitian to kneel in front of him.
The Demon Lord wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, took a step forward, stroked the top of his apprentice's head, and said, "Silly child, I should be the one to say sorry."
Mo Qitian remained silent, allowing his master to gently caress him, just like when he was a child.
After a long while, the Demon Lord pulled Mo Qitian up and said, "Let's go drink!"
Wangfu Dining Room
"How about I go and take a look, don't let them fight!" Qing Yi was worried. His master and his master's master were his relatives, and the atmosphere was not right when they went out just now.
Having heard nothing for such a long time, the King of Buddhism felt uneasy. He wondered if these two people could have a good chat and resolve their misunderstanding, or if their disagreement would make their relationship even more strained?
"The Demon Lord will not attack the Mo Sect leader." Ye Qingyu said firmly.
"But..." Qing Yi was confused because of his concern. He knew that his master was very good to him, but no one could shake the position of his master in his heart.
At this moment, the Demon Lord came in.
"Hey, Master, where is my master?" Qing Yi didn't see his master and became anxious.
But before he could finish his words, he saw his master Mo Qitian come in. He looked expressionless, no different from usual.
"King Shi, is there any more wine?" The Demon Lord sat down at the dinner table again.
"Senior, there is plenty of wine! Come on, serve Zui Linglong." When King Shi saw that the two had returned and had not left, he thought that things seemed to be turning around, so he hurriedly ordered to prepare wine.
Soon, the wine arrived. The maid wanted to pour the wine, but the Demon Lord waved her hand and refused. The Demon Lord picked up the wine jar to pour the wine, but Mo Qitian stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it!"
The Demon Lord seemed to smile when he heard this and handed the wine jar to his disciple.
"Seniors, you guys drink first. I still have some things to deal with, so I'll take my leave now." King Shi stood up and said goodbye. He was finally relieved. Perhaps after tonight, Mo Qitian would no longer be entangled with the past.
"Well, go ahead and get busy." The Demon Lord nodded.
Ye Qingyu understood the situation and said, "Master, I will take my leave now." He called Master very straightforwardly, and the Demon Lord felt very comfortable hearing it. He nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Seeing that Prince Shi and Xiao Ye were about to slip away, Qing Yi also stood up to say goodbye, saying, "Master, Master, you guys drink slowly. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
The Demon Lord looked at his trouble-making disciple and said, "What can you do? Pour us some wine here, and everyone else go down."
"Ah...Master..." Qing Yi didn't expect that the master would assign him a task.
"Not happy?" asked the Demon Lord.
"I dare not." Qing Yi thought it was not bad to stay here. This wine was Zui Ling Long, one of the three famous wines. It would be a waste not to drink it. He could also look after these two people.
After everyone left, only three generations of their demon sect were left in the huge dining room. At first, Qing Yi was trying to liven up the atmosphere and talk, but when he saw that his master and his master's master didn't want to pay attention to him and just kept drinking, he stopped talking.
This time, the King of Buddhism was very generous and even asked someone to send ten jars of Zui Linglong. Even though the three of them had a good alcohol tolerance, they all got drunk. Perhaps the King of Buddhism's original intention was to get them drunk.
At daybreak, Qing Yi woke up and found himself sitting on the ground, leaning against a chair and asleep. He stood up, but his master and mentor were gone. Where had they gone? Had they gone to rest and left him alone? That couldn't be right.
Qing Yi rubbed his waist, still a little tipsy; he'd drunk quite a bit. It was still early, so he could still get some sleep in bed. Although Prince Shi hadn't given him a guest room, he had somewhere to go. Xiao Ye had his own private courtyard in Prince Shi's mansion.
Qing Yi, reeking of alcohol, climbed onto Ye Qingyu's bed, his movements were so heavy that he woke Ye Qingyu up.
"You..." Ye Qingyu opened his eyes and looked at the drunk guy next to him.
"Xiao Ye, I like you." Then he moved closer to the person next to him.
Ye Qingyu frowned, pushed Qingyi away, and said, "Go wash up and take a bath!"
"Ah, no, I'm drunk and don't want to move!" Qing Yi said in a naughty tone.
Ye Qingyu didn't want to get entangled with the drunkard. He could imagine that Qingyi must have drunk a lot of wine, and he was definitely not pretending to be drunk like this. However, the strong smell of alcohol on his body was unbearable. Ye Qingyu planned to get up and give the bed to the drunkard.
Qing Yi grabbed him and said, "Where are you going? Don't leave!"
"Let me go, and sleep well." Ye Qingyu whispered.
"Don't go! Xiaoye, I like you!" Qingyi spoke nonsense while drunk.
"...I'll be back soon, you go to sleep." Ye Qingyu coaxed.
But the drunk Qing Yi was very stubborn and held on to him tightly, so tightly that Ye Qingyu couldn't leave.
"I don't want to sleep, Xiaoye, I like you!" Qingyi kept repeating the same words. Ye Qingyu was really helpless and had to stay by his side.
After an unknown amount of time, Qingyi woke up and found Xiaoye half leaning on the bed reading a book.
"Xiao Ye." Qing Yi looked at him with a frown. Why did he smell of alcohol and still wear a coat?
"Awake?" Ye Qingyu put down the book.
"I... am drunk?" Qing Yi seemed to remember what happened last night. The three of them drank all ten jars of Zui Linglong.
"Well, get up and take a shower. You reek of alcohol." Ye Qingyu said.
"Do you dislike me?" Qing Yi looked at the frowning man.
"Yeah." Ye Qingyu responded bluntly.
Qing Yi smiled cunningly, pounced on the person who despised him, and suddenly attacked and kissed her wildly, leaving Ye Qingyu unable to defend himself.
"How about it? Are you still disgusted?" Qing Yi looked at the man with a red face and said proudly.
"roll!"
"Hehe!" Qing Yi attacked again. He was really bold because of alcohol. He didn't care and did even more excessive things. After everything died down, he realized that he was worried that Xiao Ye would be angry, so he pretended that he was still drunk and fell asleep again.
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