Gu Xingyun stopped folding clothes and quickly found an excuse to refuse: "No, I have all my clothes with me. This is all I have. I can wear them for many years."
He didn't want Yan Huailiu to see the little gadgets he collected.
Fortunately, Yan Huailiu didn't think too much about it. He walked over, opened the window, and helped him make the bed in the moonlight.
Still worried, he pressed it a few times: "Is the wood broken? What if it suddenly collapses?"
Someone pushed him gently from behind and he instantly fell on the soft blanket.
Gu Xingyun smiled and moved closer: "It's very sturdy. Look, it won't collapse even if two people sit on it."
After eating and drinking his fill, Tutu flew over again to act as a light bulb, jumping on the bed, and was pulled out by Yan Huailiu by his wings.
"It's dirty! I saw some dust falling from your wings!"
Baldy flew over quickly, gave him a pair of wings, and then flew away angrily.
Gu Xingyun patted the bed twice and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you going home tonight?"
"It's too late. I won't go back. I'll leave early tomorrow morning." Yan Huailiu answered quickly and dropped a pile of masks on the bed before his apprentice could speak.
"Pick the ones you like."
Gu Xingyun picked a few and put the rest back. He lowered his head and asked, "Master, can I ask a question?"
"You say." Yan Huailiu placed his hand on the book of mental skills, ready to take it out and hand it to Gu Xingyun.
"If the problem can never be solved, will I never be able to leave this mountain in my lifetime? Does this count as imprisonment?"
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