Nan Lezhi looked at her distracted look, his thoughts in a mess.

Everyone knows that Bai Yunshu's fate will be the same as his predecessor Zong 덿.

Nan Le knew how she calmly faced the death of her best friend, so she would pay more attention to the matter of Mo Yuan.

Whenever it comes to Bai Yunshu, he is reluctant to go there, and he always refuses Bai Yunshu's requests.

Bai Yunshu was high-spirited and saved her from danger, but she saved Bai Yunshu.

Bai Yunshu felt relieved when he noticed the flash of sadness in Nan Lezhi's eyes.

"Okay, why are you so worried? It's just an unusual movement, and he didn't come out. Besides, a communication symbol can solve the problem, but you still have to come here in person."

Bai Yunshu has some complaints.

Because of Nan Lezhi's appearance, her disciple ran away and is now at the edge of the peak, and is expected to go down the peak.

What is he doing? Is he going to play on another peak, or is he trying to run away?

Bai Yunshu narrowed his eyes, feeling inexplicably irritated.

If she wanted to run, she would set up a barrier on the top of the mountain.

Only stop 께 disciple alone, so that she can't get out.

놊, tie them up beside you, trap them in the room, and don't even think about stepping out of the door.

It seemed that the disciple did not go down the peak. He just stood at the edge and looked down at the scenery. He sat there bored. He took out a bamboo flute from somewhere and played a simple piece of music.

Seeing that she was just bored, Bai Yunshu withdrew his unique care and looked at Nan Lezhi in front of him.

Nanle knew indifference and didn't know what Baiyunshu said.

Whether she complained or thought it was funny, she was just worried.

They both knew that it was destined to happen, so they had to take precautions. They just wanted to remind each other to cherish the present moment.

"Hey? What's wrong with your hand? It must have been bandaged by Geng Jihuan."

Bai Yunshu noticed her hands that were wrapped like zongzi.

Geng Jihuan is a professional. The one he wrapped was so ugly. Nan Lezhi knew that he was also very good at it.

Because Nan Lezhi was injured, she usually left it alone.

In Nan Lezhi's eyes, as long as she died, everything would be fine. She had discovered this many times.

Nan Lezhi looked at his hands and embarrassedly covered them with his wide sleeves.

"I'm really worried. I think I should go and tell the insurance company in person."

She wanted to let it go with just one word, Bai Yunshu's eyes were filled with smiles.

"You're heartbroken? Who bandaged you?"

"disciple."

"Let me guess, Yan Weiwan?"

Bai Yunshu only thought of her as a disciple. After all, the other disciples would actively follow Nan Lezhi.

"It was her. I actually felt that wrapping it like this would affect my refining of the weapon. She even bargained with me, hoping that I would let her lose less furnace spirit stones."

Nan Lezhi nodded in acknowledgement and questioned Yan Weiwan's bandaging.

"Come on, don't give me that. If you want to be cared for, would any disciple get close to you? Not to mention bandaging you. You are saying one thing and thinking another."

She exposed Nan Lezhi, and Nan Lezhi turned his head away.

Perhaps because she was angry and embarrassed, she pushed the door open and prepared to leave, but ran into Yin Huan who came in with tea.

Yin Huan stepped aside, and Bai Yunshu spoke in a mean voice from behind.

"Would you like to have a sip of tea before leaving?"

Nan Lezhi looked at her, seeing her happiness and happiness in his eyes, and after holding back for a while, he said, "Next time, ask me to refine your weapon. I'll charge you."

Bai Yunshu: "...You are so cruel."

Nanlezhitou also turned around and left.

Yin Huan looked strange.

She calculated the time and brewed the tea and brought it over. It looked like the time was just right, but she was afraid that she would waste this pot of good tea.

Earlier she went to the edge of the peak and sat in her favorite seat.

There, you can peek into the mortal world.

A hundred years may be long or short. Some places have changed, with houses built and fertile fields reclaimed; others remain the same, with the mountains still being the same mountains and the rivers still being the same rivers.

But she knew it was an illusion, she always felt someone was watching her from behind.

But when I looked back, there was nothing.

When I was bored, I picked up a bamboo flute and played familiar songs.

She couldn't help but wonder, was it because these two were too nervous to be with Bai Yunshu? Why did they have illusions so often?

After Yin Huan went in, Bai Yunshu looked in the direction Nan Lezhi left and said, "What a hypocrite."

Yin Huan's eyes were filled with understanding, and she placed the tea on the table.

She was thinking about running away, but Bai Yunshu signaled her with his eyes to pour him some tea.

"Xiao Huan'er made the tea, and she drank it, so naturally I drank it too."

Yin Huan had no choice but to go forward and pour her some tea.

Bai Yunshu sat up, took it with satisfaction, twisted the teacup with his porcelain-white fingers, and after taking a sip, his eyes showed joy.

Yin Huan wanted to say that she would go out first, but Bai Yunshu took out a bunch of mental skills from somewhere and put them in her arms.

"Here, thank you for your hard work, this Cangwu Heart Sutra was given to me by my master. Now I am giving it to you. Please keep it well."

"To cultivate the Way of sentient beings, one must first cultivate the Heart Technique. With the mind connected to sentient beings, one will be able to practice the six diligences and be intelligent. Then one will be respected by sentient beings and realize the Way of life. Watch carefully."

As she spoke, Yin Huan took it and looked at the slightly worn original copy of "Cangwu Xinjing" in her arms, her eyes filled with understanding.

She had actually read about this method before, but it was obscure and difficult to understand. It took her three hundred years to comprehend only the first one or two volumes.

There are six books in the whole set...each one is very thick.

Because the book was quite heavy, Bai Yunshu usually asked her to copy it down, looked at what she had copied, and took back the original book. But this time, he directly gave her the original book...

Yin Huanxin thought it was quite powerful.

So are you willing to do that?

"Master, are you just giving me something this heavy? Do you want me to copy it down? I'm afraid I need to keep it safe."

She hesitated, but Bai Yunshu shook his head.

"Bibi, if you want to preserve the original book better, you can transcribe it. The original book will be yours in the end. Don't say anything about keeping it safe."

Having said that, she put down the teacup, tilted her head and looked at her with a smile.

"You are lost, Xiao Huan'er, you have to pay for it yourself. Master will strip you naked first, and whip you a hundred times to vent his anger, and then... I will give you a good beating."

Her words were threatening and seemed like a joke.

Yin Huan was embarrassed and stared into her eyes, looking for evidence that she was joking.

Strip her? Beat her? Is that so perverted?

Dare to think, dare to think.

"Xiao Huan'er also wants to be beaten, right?"

Bai Yunshu added another sentence. Yin Huan looked at the mental method, then looked at Bai Yunshu, swallowed, and finally chose to compromise.

Bai Yunshu looked serious. Yin Huan silently used the book to cover his face and said in a muffled voice: "Ahem, I will keep it well. The book is here as long as I am alive. Even if I die, the book still exists."

When Bai Yunshu heard Yin Huan's words, his expression changed.

"Shut up. If you say that next time, 께 Huan'er 놊 will die. 께 Huan'er will be happy and carefree forever, and will be happy year after year..."