Yun Nie certainly didn't think there was anything wrong with his angle of reflection.
But since Sang Yue said so, there must be something wrong.
He began to think hard, and as he thought, his eyes became dazed.
Feeling a little guilty because he didn't find the answer, he quietly looked up at Sang Yue, trying to get useful information from him.
Sang Yue was amused by his little look.
He clearly did something bad, but the result was so pitiful that people couldn't even bear to scold him.
However, for the good of the children, we can be more tolerant and relaxed in some aspects, but must be strict in some aspects!
If his ideas are not changed, it will cause terrible disasters in the future.
So Sang Yue turned cold and showed anger to Yun Nie for the first time in several months: "Why would a small quarrel lead to murder?"
Yun Nie: “…”Ah, Master is angry!
Yun Nie, realizing this, suddenly became a little flustered. After all, when someone who is always so gentle gets angry, it often means that the situation is very serious.
He subconsciously gave in and explained in a low voice: "He said bad things about Master."
Although he did not intend to please or beg for mercy, it undoubtedly made Sang Yue feel soft-hearted.
But even though he was soft-hearted, he still had to keep a cold and hard face: "It's just a few unpleasant words. Does Master look like someone who would care so much?"
Yun Nie quickly shook his head. His master didn't care, but he wanted to.
Sang Yue guessed his thoughts and asked, "If he only said bad things about you today, would you kill someone?"
Yun Nie shook his head again. He didn't take such a trivial matter to heart.
Sang Yue said, "Master thinks the same as you do. It's just a few bad words said by others out of shame and anger. I was really angry. I beat him up and taught him a lesson, but how can you take his life casually? What's more, Qu Yu is your fellow disciple. Comrades should be friendly and tolerant. There are minor and major mistakes. If you curse someone, you should be punished, but you shouldn't be hurt like this."
Yun Nie lowered his head, as if obeying, but he was a little confused: "Master said that it's okay to be a little crazy."
"I said you can be aggressive and don't need to be afraid of things, but I didn't tell you to not distinguish between the important and the minor. Besides, whether you are aggressive or not depends on the situation."
Sang Yue asked again: "If there is a next time, will it be like this again?"
Yun Nie hesitated for a while, but he really didn't want to lie to his master, so he said, "No, I won't bring it to you. I will do it myself."
Sang Yue: “…”
Sang Yue knew that although Yun Nie was obedient, there was a kind of stubbornness in his bones and blood.
This is not something that can be easily changed. His past has left a deep mark on his body and soul.
It is something that cannot be destroyed or changed, and it forms the cornerstone of Yun Nie himself.
But sometimes, this kind of stubbornness will backfire on its owner.
He stretched out his hand to Qu Yu, fed him a pill to reduce the swelling of his wound, and then lifted him into the air.
Then he grabbed Yun Nie by the back of the collar and jumped directly to the reflection platform under the cliff.
There is a small platform at the bottom of the cliff with fierce wind. The stone wall in front of the platform is covered with knife and sword marks. This place is cold and hard, and it is a good place for disciples to reflect on their mistakes.
Sang Yue put Qu Yu aside, let him faint, and set up a barrier to protect him.
He turned around with a serious expression and said to Yun Nie in a cold voice: "Kneel down!"
Yun Nie pursed his lips and knelt down facing the stone wall. The raging cold wind made his long hair flutter. He did not move and looked extremely well-behaved and obedient.
Sang Yue took out a chaise longue and sat on it, next to Yun Nie. He said in a cold voice, "Reflect on where you went wrong."
Yun Nie couldn't help but look at him and whispered, "Master, it's cold, I can kneel by myself."
Sang Yue took out a book and didn't look at him, seeming very ruthless: "If a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of the father. If a disciple is not good, it is also the fault of the master. Today, the master will be here with you. When you know your mistake, we can talk about other things. Okay, stop talking."
Yun Nie had no choice but to shut up and continue kneeling.
Sang Yue clearly didn't want to talk to him. He had already made Sang Yue angry and really didn't want to annoy him again.
As a result, after kneeling for a while, the leader flew over.
Seeing Qu Yu unconscious from afar, the Sect Leader showed a worried look, then looked at Yuehua Immortal Lord and asked him what had happened.
Sang Yue briefly mentioned the verbal dispute among the disciples and then returned Qu Yu to the master.
He added, "Xiao Nie is young and did not know the severity of his attack. Let him reflect on his mistakes here. As for Qu Yu, please take him back and teach him first. It is inconvenient to keep him here."
Seeing Yun Nie kneeling obediently, the sect leader gave face to Yuehua Immortal Lord and said nothing. He smiled and said that when Qu Yu woke up, he would definitely ask him to come back and admit his mistake.
No matter what, Qu Yu was disrespectful to his teachers in his words and provoked his fellow students in his actions, which was wrong.
After the headmaster took Qu Yu away, Sang Yue read the book for a while before asking Yun Nie: "Do you know you are wrong?"
Yunnie paused and said, "I understand."
"What's wrong?"
"...Shouldn't you want to kill someone?"
The main thing was that the master looked really angry, and he was just sitting here with him in the cold wind.
Yun Nie was very worried. The master was the most important person, and he would not hesitate to do anything in front of him.
Sang Yue put down the book, with a look of helplessness between his eyebrows: "Humans are not plants, life is precious, Yun Nie, don't you have a little reverence?"
The boy stammered a few times with his thin and soft lips, not knowing how to answer.
Awe?
"I will," he promised.
Sang Yue sighed and stroked his cheek, allowing Yun Nie's fearful gaze to meet his: "Xiao Nie, Master knows that you had a hard time before, but now is not the past. You must remember that human life is precious, and you must never hurt or kill people at will. You can only break the rules if the other party wants to harm you and you want to protect yourself. You should be able to do this, right?"
This time Yun Nie nodded quickly, he didn't want to disappoint his master.
Although he was reluctant, as anyone who offends the master should die, the master had made such a serious request, and he did not want to disappoint or sadden the master, so he had no choice but to obey.
"Let me ask you again, next time you encounter this situation, what will you do?"
"If you curse Master, I... won't kill you, I'll just beat you up."
Sang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What if I don't allow it?"
Yun Nie asked in confusion: "Can I fight secretly?"
So Sang Yue finally couldn't help it, burst out laughing, and rubbed Yun Nie hard.
"Alright, get up. I'm going to punish you by making you kneel down and reflect on your mistakes. Do you feel resentful towards Master?"
Yun Nie looked at him in confusion and shook his head.
He didn't think being punished by kneeling was painful, as he had experienced worse than this. Rather than feeling punished, he was more surprised that the punishment given by his master was so light.
The bitter part was actually the part about Sang Yue being in a bad mood and the part about accompanying him.
Sang Yue said, "It's rare for monks to have children. Qu Yu is the master's only biological son and has been doted on since he was young. If I don't punish you today, I'm afraid he will make a fuss and the master will have a headache. It's so annoying. There's no peace at all."
Yun Nie said ashamedly: "I will pay attention in the future."
Sang Yue pinched Yun Nie's cheek and was about to say "How nice of you" when he heard Yun Nie say, "Pay attention to whether they have any background."
Sang Yue raised his eyebrows: "Why, if you don't have a background, you can just fight casually, but if you have a background, you have to plan your fight, right?"
Yun Nie said softly, "Almost."
Sang Yue: "How dare you say such things in front of Master."
Think again about what Yun Nie secretly typed.
Sang Yue was angry and amused at the same time. He raised his hand and set up a barrier to prevent the cold wind from entering.
"You little bastard, you'd better kneel down and continue to reflect. It seems that your master dotes on you too much, which is why you are so demanding. If you don't restore your master's prestige, I think you will climb over your master's head tomorrow."
Yun Nie knelt down obediently again, not understanding where he had gone too far.
And he had never thought of climbing on top of his master's head. How could anyone want to do such a strange thing? I didn't understand.
As soon as he knelt down, a soft book floated in front of him.
Yun Nie took it and heard Sang Yue say, "It was my fault. Now that you have joined the sect, you must abide by the sect's rules. Memorize this disciple's code. Master will check it later. If you have memorized it, you don't have to kneel."
Yun Nie: “…”
Holding the book, his expression was extremely solemn, so solemn that even Sang Yue was a little surprised.
It shouldn't be so offensive to just memorize the disciple rules and learn some rules of how to behave in society, right?
Could it be that the free little wolf cub hates the constraints of the crowd so much?
That shouldn’t be the case. He was very well behaved in front of me, and his previous habits also showed that he had been restrained and knew that he could only survive by following the rules.
"Master just wants you to understand a little more about how to behave in the outside world so that you can live a better life."
Every world has its own rules. Maybe he is not used to it. Thinking of this, Sang Yue felt a little distressed.
I was just about to hug him and coax him so that he would learn and remember.
Then Yun Nie looked over silently, with a trace of timidity in his eyes: "Master, I don't understand."
Sang Yue: “Hmm?”
Yun Nie: “I can’t read.”
Sang Yue: “…”
A few faint blushes appeared on Yun Nie's face, and he felt a little embarrassed.
As he read on, Sang Yue burst out laughing: "I just discovered this. It's a mistake. I don't need to recite it for now."
Yun Nie put away the disciple rules, continued to kneel for a while, and couldn't help but look at Sang Yue.
Sang Yue had bad intentions and wanted to tease Yun Nie into speaking and making requests, so he closed his eyes and pretended not to notice.
This kid who appears to be honest but is actually full of evil intentions should be taught a lesson so that he knows that he should be afraid of his master.
But soon, Sang Yue felt a heaviness in his legs.
He reached out and touched a furry head. It turned out that Yun Nie had quietly moved over and rested his head on his legs.
oops.
Sang Yue thought worriedly, is it true that his authority as a master is gone? The little brat is becoming more and more daring.
But soon he felt relieved and happy again.
He gently stroked Shang Yunnie's hair, but didn't push him away.
And Yun Nie had already closed his eyes.
The strong wind was blocked outside the barrier, and only the warm sunlight shone in, making people feel lazy and sleepy.
He knew that what he did was a bit too much.
But I couldn’t control my desire to get close to my master.
He reflected on it and found that his master was more tolerant than he thought.
Although I made a mistake, I didn’t really want to punish myself. Instead, I taught and cared for myself more attentively.
Before making a mistake, Yun Nie was always nervous, afraid of being punished and disliked.
But when this moment really came, Yun Nie truly felt how much Sang Yue indulged and loved him.
I know, I know it all.
Your anger, your scolding, and your punishment are all for my own good.
There will never be anyone better than Master...
So I won’t be afraid anymore, because if I continue to be afraid, it would be an insult to the Master.
Yun Nie was thinking in a daze, sleeping more and more soundly on Sang Yue's legs.
In the sunshine, on the stone platform, Sang Yue lazily lay on a pearwood chair. His long hair was like a dark cloud, flowing with his purple clothes reflecting the bright light, forming a soft and mysterious sea.
The young man in white lay on his knees in the most intimate posture, peaceful and dependent, as if he had nothing to fear as long as he rested in this sea.
A hand gently lifted the messy hair and covered Yunnie's eyes, blocking out the glaring sunlight.
The chaise longue shook, and it turned out that Sang Yue had slept peacefully for a while without realizing it.
So the kneeling punishment was smoothed over by the tacit agreement between the master and the disciple.
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