"Where are you going? At least tell me!"

She called out from behind, but it was obvious that the other party could not hear her voice.

Geng Jihuan raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

Ever since I lost the Jade Book of Life, everything feels wrong. It feels like the moon has also turned red.

"Junior sister, what are you chasing after? Why didn't you call me? This is too much!"

She was filled with indignation, and suddenly a chill gust of wind blew, and Geng Jihuan's hair stood on end.

"Why is it suddenly getting cold?"

She directly lit a ball of green spiritual fire and touched her side to keep herself warm.

Pah, just when she was happy, her spiritual fire went out without any warning.

Yes, it is destroyed.

Geng Jihuan's mouth twitched and he looked down.

I am just a small mound of earth, and I don't know which ancestor's head I stepped on.

No wonder, not only did he make others unhappy, but he also made others jump up and down.

She walked down in a hurry, saying that she was sorry for her sins and that the master had spared the young generation.

Perhaps because of her sincerity, the green spiritual fire she had extinguished suddenly began to burn again, and the area around her became active.

Geng Jihuan chose the safest place to stay.

That is next to my master's tombstone.

The master is a very Buddhist person. Even if you go dancing at her grave, she won't blame you, and she won't even bother to care about you.

Geng Jihuan was still thinking that Bai Yunshu would come back, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of him.

Fortunately, she passed away after appeasing the dead.

Geng Jihuan was the only one left afterwards. She looked around and chose to run away between paying tribute to her master and leaving.

"Master, I will come to see you next time. Please don't blame me. By the way, if you still have any complaints, I will go and get my sister to play the flute for you. I will leave first."

She ran away after saying this, leaving behind an afterimage.

It’s late at night, even though they are all deceased ancestors, what should we do if we encounter two ancestors with bad tempers?

Of the Thirty-Six Strategies, running away is the best strategy. Let’s go find out what Junior Sister is doing first.

She followed the direction Bai Yunshu had left, occasionally flying a little higher to confirm the direction.

At this moment, Bai Yunshu was swiftly following the red undead.

Her eyes were always on the red bodies of the dead, but she soon lost them.

When she reached the dense forest of Dongchun, the red aura disappeared out of thin air. She went down to look for it, but there was no trace of it.

"strangeness……"

She murmured, spreading her spiritual power around to detect any unusual movements.

No, it's normal.

After the undead turned into a red aura, it moved extremely fast, and in the darkness, it was difficult to distinguish after entering the dense forest. Now it has disappeared directly.

Bai Yunshu was bored, so he walked around and found that there was still light in the classroom where Geng Jihuan usually taught.

How come there are still people in the classroom at this hour?

"Who's still in there?"

She pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing the movie queen inside, she waved her hand and lit up the lanterns in the classroom.

The light came, illuminating the dark classroom and also illuminating the seats soaked with sweat.

"Ying Su... Elder."

Yin Huan looked at her in surprise, not even noticing that the ink from the brush in her hand had dripped onto the paper.

Bai Yunshu looked into Yin Huan's eyes, who was sitting next to him, and stared at her inquiringly.

"Why are you copying so late at night instead of going back to your bedroom to sleep?"

Bai Yunshu walked forward and went directly in front of Yin Huan.

Next to Yin Huan, there was Yan Weiwan who was sleeping soundly, with his brush almost rolling to his feet.

On Yin Huan's piece of paper, the tail of the last word was stretched out very long, and it was obvious that she was frightened.

After all, when Yin Huan saw her, he was still copying with a brush. He was disturbed by her voice and looked flustered, and his neat handwriting was stretched out with a big stroke.

Yan Weiwan was actually a light sleeper, but she was afraid that Yan Weiwan would wake up halfway and find that something was wrong with her, so she cast a hypnotic spell on her.

Yin Huan put down his pen, stood up and bowed, swallowed his saliva, and then began to explain in a low voice.

"Because I was lazy in class, I was punished to copy... and I had to finish it tonight, so... I didn't go back to the dormitory."

She spoke incoherently, her face turned red, her body felt hot, it was too unbearable.

Bai Yunshu's arrival brought a hint of coolness to the stuffy room, but she felt it was far from enough.

"Geng Jihuan punished?"

She asked, and Yin Huan nodded, her whole body shaking.

She couldn't help but wonder if the soul that was restored by this formation was real? Why did she always feel that something was wrong?

Bai Yunshu looked at her and found that her steps were unsteady and her speech was unclear, and he immediately became alert.

"Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

She asked Yin Huan, her pretty brows wrinkled.

Yin Huan looked up at her, suddenly grabbed her wrist and put her hand to his face.

She didn't want to talk. She didn't know why, but she always felt that Bai Yunshu's body was cool and comfortable.

Bai Yunshu's body stiffened, but he quickly calmed down.

She actually doesn't like to interact with others, but she never loses her temper with her disciples.

Her hand just rested on Yin Huan's cheek, and Yin Huan rubbed it gently, revealing his attachment.

It’s icy and cool, really comfortable, and it reduces a lot of the heat in my heart.

Bai Yunshu wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was of no use.

She noticed that Yin Huan's face was hot, and the palm of his hand that was holding hers was also hot.

Standing next to Yin Huan, I feel like she is a heater.

Yin Huan held her wrist tightly, as if afraid that she would leave.

Bai Yunshu spoke after a long time.

"I see. I think you have caught a cold. Let me go first. I'll go find Elder Geng for you."

Now Geng Jihuan doesn't want to do this, and he doesn't want to treat her.

It doesn't look like a cold. After all, I have been training here for more than a month, so my physical condition must be better than ordinary people. It must be something I ate.

She just wanted to find an excuse to relax herself.

Bai Yunshu was worried, so he took her pulse while she was unconscious.

Fever due to depression? Everything else is normal, no changes, why do I sweat so much?

Yin Huan didn't let go, but instead got closer and closer to Bai Yunshu as if he was possessed.

"Elder Yingsu, I feel so hot, can you help me?"

Her eyes were a little dazed. Bai Yunshu listened to her call and pondered for a moment.

"Did you eat something strange?"

Geng Jihuan would plant some strange spiritual herbs in the spring. Could it be that these disciples were unable to fast and ate them secretly?

Yin Huan thought about it and shook his head firmly.

"No, even though Xuanying's food is bad, I won't just pick up anything to eat."

She answered in a measured manner, her face quickly pressed against Bai Yunshu, her nose moving slightly as she sniffed the fragrance of her body.

"Master..."

She murmured two words, and Bai Yunshu pretended not to hear clearly.

"What? What are you yelling?"

Bai Yunshu asked her, but Yin Huan just closed his eyes and slowly moved closer to her.

Bai Yunshu bit his tongue, resisting the urge to slap her and throw her away, and simply grabbed her and drove away.

Yin Huan just felt that she was light and airy, she couldn't help but take a look.

What comes into view is a miniature spring scene, the usual martial arts training ground, plum blossom piles, flying formations...

Hey? Are you in the air?

Before she could react, the white cloud book had already flown to Geng Jihuan's lotus pond.

She didn't hesitate for a second and threw Yin Huan in directly.

“Plop——”

“Hmm!”

His body touched the cold, and was wrapped in the icy water. Yin Huan woke up instantly and opened his eyes in panic.