As Ayao grew up, he lost his baby fat and revealed handsome features, with a touch of heroism in his eyes, noble yet domineering.
The child gestured with his hand, saying, "You've grown so fast! You're taller than me now, and even taller than the abbot."
Ayao gave a faint "hmm".
Master said, "Do not show your joy or anger, do not express your likes or dislikes, and do not let your sorrow or happiness show on your face."
Lingxi was still dressed in white, with a veil on her face, and her steps were light and graceful.
She ordered, "Go down the mountain."
Every time he came down the mountain, the little boy was extremely excited, skipping and jumping with his bamboo basket on his back.
"Let's go down the mountain to buy some delicious food, I want a sugar figurine!"
Lingxi nodded. "As you wish."
"Abbot, I want another candied hawthorn!"
"what ever."
The two walked together intimately, surrounded by the cheerful laughter of children.
Ayao lagged behind, his face clearly showing his unhappiness.
He is the master's disciple, he is!
The master only taught the child mystical arts, but didn't teach him a single move.
I'm unhappy, hmph!
Lingxi suddenly turned around, "What does Ayao want?"
Ayao's expression changed instantly, and she put on a sweet smile, "I like anything Master gives me."
The child glared at him secretly.
Scheming Yao!
It makes you seem immature, always wanting this and that.
Ayao noticed the angry gaze, hid behind his master, and showed just the right amount of confusion.
"Master, why is Xiaotong staring at me?"
Lingxi asked indifferently, "Little boy, what are you looking at?"
The child rolled his eyes to the sky. "It's nothing."
The two went down the mountain and played in the market for a while before following Lingxi to a mountain villa.
The child sensed something was wrong; "The smell is strange."
"Help! Help!!"
Several emaciated people were shouting desperately, their bodies covered in wounds, as if scratched by some kind of animal.
They saw people ahead and ran towards them for their lives, shouting, "Monster! Monster!!"
The child tapped his head. "That's right! The abbot taught that mixed energy is demonic."
Ayao hurriedly asked, "What kind of demon?"
The child shook his head, "I'm not skilled enough to smell it."
roar--!!
Not far away, a tiger's roar echoed through the sky.
The men's legs went weak, their eyes filled with terror. "It's here! The monster is here!"
A huge tiger stood atop the crowd, its eyes dark and blood dripping from its mouth, roaring at them.
"Roar!!"
The child trembled. "What a huge tiger demon! Its legs are thicker than my waist. What's in its mouth?"
Ayao calmly analyzed, "The arm, it's eating people!"
The child took a step back. "It's so big, we're no match for it. Let's run when the opportunity arises!"
Lingxi casually picked a tree branch, showing no fear on her face, and said, "You may all step back."
She walked towards the tiger demon, her veil fluttering in the wind.
Ayao shouted anxiously, "Master!!"
The boy stamped his foot, "Master, be careful!"
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