Chapter 60 Bao is good but he is bad.
We slept in each other's arms, having a dreamless night.
It was near noon the next day when Jiang Zhaoyue woke up from his master's arms. With long-lost intimacy, he rubbed against his arms for a long time before slowly getting up.
After washing up, Lin Bozhou took out a comb, helped her loosen her messy hair, and combed it straight again.
Jiang Zhaoyue sat lazily in front of the bronze mirror, leaning back in her chair, looking at herself in the mirror and Lin Bozhou who was combing her hair behind her.
Lin Bozhou's bedroom is different from the rooms of ordinary male monks.
Other powerful sect leaders often lived in high-rise buildings and palaces to demonstrate their status. Fu Lanting, for example, lived in Chonghua Hall, a magnificent and solemn building with a throne in the main hall, a typical style of immortal sect leaders.
But Lin Bozhou is different. He does not live in the central core area of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, but in a small courtyard near the back mountain.
The courtyard is not very big, with only three or four bedrooms. There is an octagonal pavilion, evergreen trees, various flower beds, ponds, rockery, and even a swing in the corner of the courtyard near the bamboo forest.
It doesn't look like the residence of a leader of an immortal sect in his prime, but more like the residence of a hermit or an ordinary person.
His room also had many more furnishings than those of an ordinary friar. There was a dressing table, a full-length mirror, a makeup box inlaid with jewels, a vase by the window, a screen with a bright moon pattern by the bed, and even the bed he slept on was intricately carved and covered with gauze, making it extremely exquisite.
All this is because of Jiang Zhaoyue.
There is always a difference between men who raise children and those who don't. Monks should be simple. Many of these things were purchased for Jiang Zhaoyue in the past.
She became Lin Bozhou's disciple at the age of twelve and continued to practice Taoism at the age of sixteen.
She gradually grew up, from a girl to a woman, no longer needing her master to coax her to sleep. Like a fledgling, she left the nest and began to learn how to fly, but the changes she brought about still remained here.
Lin Bozhou's room still looks the same as when she lived here before.
Just like now.
He took a wooden comb and combed her hair one by one, just like he used to do.
After combing her hair, Lin Bozhou took only a quarter of an hour to help her tie a beautiful bun, and then picked out a hairpin from the jewelry box on the dressing table and put it on her.
He leaned over, put his face close to hers, and looked at the face in the bronze mirror together.
After taking a few glances, Lin Bozhou nodded with satisfaction.
"It seems that Master's skills are still not rusty."
When Jiang Zhaoyue first came, she didn't know how to comb her hair. Every day she would just tie it up with a ribbon at the back of her head. It was a very rough hairstyle that ruined her pretty round face.
Later, Lin Bozhou learned how to comb little girls' hair, so that as the head of a sect, his hair-combing skills were better than many female monks.
Jiang Zhaoyue also turned his head to look twice and smiled.
"Master's hair is still the most beautiful, his skills are better than mine."
"Then Master will comb your hair for you in the future."
After helping her tidy up her clothes as he did before and dressing his disciple up cleanly and beautifully, a hint of sigh appeared in Lin Bozhou's gentle eyes.
Jiang Zhaoyue asked, "Master, what happened?"
"nothing."
Lin Bozhou touched the top of her head, took her hand and walked out of the bedroom. There was a hint of regret in his voice, but more of relief.
"I just feel that my little treasure has grown up to be so outstanding without me noticing. No wonder those people covet her. I am happy, but also a little sad."
It is a good thing for a young bird to fly high. She is walking on the path she wants and the path she wants to pursue. But growing up means separation, which means that they can no longer be together all the time like before.
Lin Bozhou didn't know if every master or parent would have such emotions, or if it was just his own reluctance, just because he cared too much.
Whenever he thought about his disciples leaving one day and living a life that had nothing to do with him, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. Those sour feelings were like thorny vines tightly wrapped around his heart, pricking it painfully.
Perhaps sensing his mood, Jiang Zhaoyue turned her head to look at him, the smile on her face gentle and well-behaved, her voice very sweet.
"No matter what, I am Master's disciple. Even if I become a big shot in the Donghao World in the future, I will still be Master's disciple. Yunmiao Immortal Sect is my home. No matter where I go, a wanderer who has left home will eventually return home."
Lin Bozhou exhaled slightly, calmed down, and sighed: "You are always so considerate. You need care a lot of the time, but you always know what I am thinking. Sometimes I think that my little treasure seems to be born with the ability to sense whether everyone is in a good mood or not. You always say the right words at the most appropriate time to make people feel at ease."
When she was a child, she couldn't comb her hair, use communication talismans, control spirit beasts, or even understand the secret manuals of cultivation techniques. Her life was a complete mess, and it was all he who taught her step by step later.
At that time, he even thought that this child was so lucky that he could travel thousands of miles alone to come to the Immortal Sect to become a disciple and seek the truth.
But she was very mature in some ways and never caused him any distress.
She had none of the childishness, mischief and rebelliousness of ordinary children.
So much so that Lin Bozhou sometimes felt that under her small body, there seemed to be a mature soul.
Jiang Zhaoyue's smile deepened. She blinked and continued in a soft and sweet voice, "Because you are my Master."
Lin Bozhou then smiled and nodded heavily.
"So Xiaobao and I are the closest people in this world. Those monsters and demons are not important."
Perhaps this realization made him feel much better, so that when he saw Luo Huaiyin in the afternoon, his expression was the same as before, with a faint smile.
Luo Huaiyin is Jiang Zhaoyue's competitor and the biggest beneficiary of the conflict between the head sect. Although they are both disciples of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, he is not close to Lin Bozhou. He only has basic respect for him as a disciple of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect and awe of the strong.
Lin Bozhou treated him the same way.
But today is different.
This second-generation leader disciple usually wears a gentle mask. Today he still has a smile on his face, but that smile is not as gentle as before, but a little fake. His smile today is very sincere, even a little flattering.
When he saw Lin Bozhou, he bowed tall and his gesture was much more respectful than before.
He even shouted: "Disciple greets Master, may Master live in endless happiness forever."
The corners of the eyes of the great elder who was a supporter of Luo Huaiyin's faction twitched violently twice, and his expression was a little unsettled.
Lin Bozhou didn't care about his abnormality, or rather, he didn't care about Luo Huaiyin. Although he was Jiang Zhaoyue's competitor and had many supporters in the sect, for a strong man at the level of the sect leader, these were not enough to make him pay special attention.
Therefore, he didn't even glance at Luo Huaiyin, responded briefly, and let him get up.
Normally at such times, Luo Huaiyin would stand aside, watch his face and his heart, just going through the motions and maintaining superficial harmony.
But today, after completing his ceremony, he paused briefly, then with a very respectful smile, he bowed and said, "Master Master, I have something to report."
"explain."
Luo Huaiyin first formulated his words in his mind before speaking with a sincere tone, "Before in Qiling Xianzong, I couldn't say too much, but now that I'm back in Yunmiao Xianzong, I really can't stand it. Sect Master, Sect Master Qiling and that Jiang Qiying are really going too far."
He showed an expression of shared hatred and a hint of indignation.
"Junior Sister Zhaoyue is a simple and kind person who can't bear to refuse. The master and disciple took advantage of her innocence and repeatedly seduced her. Junior Sister was kind-hearted and didn't expose their true colors. But not only did they not repent, they even became worse. I witnessed them doing those despicable things with my own eyes, and I'm really worried that they might lead Junior Sister astray."
Lin Bozhou frowned slightly, obviously touched by what he said, but he did not get to the bottom of it. Instead, he turned his gaze to Luo Huaiyin himself.
After just a few moments of staring, Senior Brother Luo felt quite nervous.
Then he heard Lin Bozhou's somewhat cold voice.
"Why are you so concerned about Teruzuki?"
Luo Huaiyin had paid attention to Jiang Zhaoyue before, but as an old enemy, his attention to her was never a good thing. Just like when he invited her to explore the mystery together, although he didn't have any intention of harming her, he didn't have any good intentions either. He simply wanted to use her to gain benefits.
Now that he is paying so much attention to it, Lin Bozhou believes that it is naturally not a good thing.
He had been in seclusion before and didn't know about Luo Huaiyin's rage for his beloved, so he didn't know that the relationship between his "arch-enemy" might have deteriorated during his seclusion.
Luo Huaiyin was waiting for him to settle the matter between the master and disciple of Qi Ling Xian Zong, but he didn't expect that it would fall on him unexpectedly.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and bowed again.
"Master, please calm down. Although I have some competition with Zhaoyue, we are from the same sect after all. Junior Sister Zhaoyue is the current senior sister of my Yunmiao Immortal Sect. No matter what, I cannot sit idly by and watch her be deceived. Other than that, I have no ulterior motives. I hope Master will understand."
This sounded very sincere, not like a lie, but Lin Bozhou still looked at him coldly for a long time before saying, "Don't bother with that."
Luo Huaiyin pursed his lips slightly, feeling unhappy, but he quickly convinced himself and bowed down with a respectful attitude: "This disciple has overstepped his bounds, please forgive me, Master."
The look given to him by the great elder next to him was almost condensed into substance.
But Luo Huaiyin still didn't even look back at him.
After confessing his crime, he stood aside obediently, with his brows lowered, looking very submissive.
If any of his close disciples saw this, they would probably be so shocked that their jaws would drop.
Could Senior Brother Luo ever be so humble and submissive?
The second elder on the other side couldn't help but look at him several more times before stepping out and talking to Lin Bozhou about the recent sect affairs.
After the meeting was over.
The Great Elder stopped Luo Huaiyin outside the temple.
The high-ranking member of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect had an ugly expression on his face and his tone became much more serious.
"Huaiyin, have you been paying too much attention to Jiang Zhaoyue recently? You've been lax about the affairs of your sect."
Luo Huaiyin was thinking about something when he was suddenly stopped by him. After hearing what he said, he was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal.
"Great Elder, you're worrying too much. I was mistaken before. Although Jiang Zhaoyue and I are rivals, the headmaster is in charge of the sect. I think the position will ultimately require his approval. In that case, it would be better to ease the situation."
"Are you really trying to ease the situation?"
The Great Elder didn't smile, but his eyes showed that he saw through him.
Luo Huaiyin smiled, his face calm.
He looked directly into the Great Elder's eyes. "What else? Great Elder, do you think I, Luo Huaiyin, am the kind of young man trapped in love and desperate? I have been planning for many years, and all this is not to please a woman. If even the Great Elder doesn't believe it, how can the Sect Master believe that I am sincere?"
There were still some wrinkles between the Great Elder's brows. He was silent for a moment before looking at him again. Although his eyes had softened a lot, they were still mixed with some reflection.
His voice was cold and warning: "I hope you know what you are doing. That woman is cold-hearted by nature. If you do what she wants, you will only end up making wedding clothes for others. Everything you have sought, your ambitions, your path, will be in vain."
This time, Luo Huaiyin was silent for a moment before answering him: "I know what I am doing. Elder, don't worry. What I want has never changed."
"That's good."
The Great Elder said these words to him as if to remind or warn him, and left quickly.
Luo Huaiyin watched his figure go away. After a long time, he turned around to look at the high steps in the council hall and the wide throne on the steps.
There are tens of millions of living creatures in this world, but most of them are just ants under the feet of giants. He, Luo Huaiyin, is just a slightly bigger and stronger ant.
But who wants to be an ant?
With his eyes lowered and silent, Luo Huaiyin strode away.
Jiang Zhaoyue did not participate in this meeting. When the meeting ended, she was sitting on the swing beside the bamboo forest, swinging slowly.
Ever since she became the eldest senior sister of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, she rarely did such things.
But occasionally when I sit here, the sunlight falls through the mottled shadows of the trees, and my mood seems to calm down with the gentle swaying, and a feeling of leisurely contentment arises spontaneously.
She squinted her eyes and felt the comfort for a while. After a while, she heard footsteps approaching, and then a big palm pushed her from behind.
Very light force.
The swing's arc becomes larger,
Lin Bozhou's smiling voice sounded from behind his ear.
"I haven't seen you sitting on this swing for a long time. Master thought you didn't like it anymore."
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't look back, but just felt the stronger wind blowing across his face.
She swung her legs, like she did when she was little, "I like it. I love sitting here and watching Master roast mutton for me."
"Little greedy devil."
Lin Bozhou teased, held down the swinging swing, took out a food box from his ring and handed it to her.
Jiang Zhaoyue opened it casually and looked back at him with some surprise: "Lamb leg."
Lin Bozhou moved a small table in front of her and took out a bottle of fruit wine.
He took out a knife and cut the lamb leg into pieces, placing it on a small plate. He then said, "Eat it. You loved this when you were little. I thought you might come and bother with Master again when you wanted to eat it, so I prepared a portion and put it in my ring."
I don't know when he baked it.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't care about that and just ate it after cutting it.
However, compared to when she was a child, her dining etiquette is much more elegant now.
Lin Bozhou looked at her for a long time and couldn't help but smile: "You are really a grown-up girl."
Then he saw his disciple glance at him lightly, and said with a hint of mumbling: "I'm already in my twenties."
"yes."
Lin Bozhou's face was filled with reminiscence. He paused, not knowing what he was thinking of. He glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue again, seeming a little hesitant. It wasn't until Jiang Zhaoyue had eaten more than half of the meal that she noticed his expression and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
Lin Bozhou pursed his lips and asked tentatively: "Um... Zhaoyue, I saw Fu Lanting before..."
He didn't know how to start the conversation. After all, this was not something that could be brought to light. But as a master, he felt that it was his responsibility and he couldn't just ignore it because it was difficult to say.
After hesitating for a long time, Lin Bozhou gritted his teeth, his face flushed. He cleared his throat, pointed to his chest, and spoke with difficulty, "Last time I saw Fu Lanting wearing... that thing. Tell Master, was that something he coaxed you into wearing? Or did you learn it yourself?"
Jiang Zhaoyue paused chewing, slowly swallowed what was in her mouth, and smiled sweetly.
Unlike Lin Bozhou who was reluctant to speak, she did not have any psychological burden, as if it was as normal for him to talk about a tree or a flower.
Jiang Zhaoyue nodded directly: "I asked him to wear it."
Lin Bozhou's eyes froze. To use the system's words, his master's pupils trembled at this moment. He was shocked for several breaths before he said, "You...where did you learn this?"
Normally, the sect would not have access to this kind of thing. If he knew who had corrupted his disciples, he would tear that person into pieces.
However, Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him very innocently, and there was even a bit of naiveté in her eyes.
"Why does someone have to teach me? Master, I just think it looks good that way, and it complements my uncle's body very well."
It will definitely take a long time to accept that your disciple is a born pervert.
Although Jiang Zhaoyue's hobby cannot be called perverted, it is not something that can be easily accepted.
Lin Bozhou opened his lips slightly, once again showing the look that could be described by the word "pupil trembling".
Jiang Zhaoyue finished eating the lamb leg. She took the empty bowl and dish and said to him coquettishly, "Master, I'm not full yet. I want to eat more."
The appetite of a cultivator is naturally not comparable to that of an ordinary person, so she will not feel uncomfortable no matter how much she eats.
But Lin Bozhou was still in shock from the previous sentence until Jiang Zhaoyue called him again: "Master?"
He reacted as if waking from a dream, with a rare look of helplessness, or absent-mindedness, and slowly took out the ingredients for roasting lamb from his ring and built a fire in the yard.
It was not until the fire was blazing and a new leg of lamb began to turn over the fire that he finally came to his senses, his expression somewhat indescribable.
While roasting the lamb leg, he asked Jiang Zhaoyue, "Xiaobao, when did you start to have this... um, this hobby?"
"When?" Jiang Zhaoyue squatted by the fire and watched him roast the lamb leg. After thinking for a moment, he said without hesitation: "I don't know, maybe when I was a child."
Lin Bozhou's expression became more bitter.
It wasn't because of her 'hobby', but because he had raised her since she was a child, but until today, he didn't know that she had such a 'hobby'.
He boasted that he did everything for Jiang Zhaoyue himself and never asked anyone else to do it for him. He knew everything about her, but it turned out that this was just his perception.
He only found out about such an important thing today, which shows that he is really incompetent as a master.
"Master, it's going to burn."
Jiang Zhaoyue squatted beside him and reached out to pull his sleeve.
Lin Bozhou quickly turned the leg of lamb in his hand so that the other side was on fire, but he was still thinking about this matter in his mind.
He pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at Jiang Zhaoyue beside him for a long time, lingering on her smiling eyes for a long time, but finally closed his mouth.
He asked nothing.
When Jiang Zhaoyue was halfway through eating the second leg of lamb, he saw that his master, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to have finally made a decision. He touched her hair and sighed softly, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. Besides, Fu Lanting didn't refuse. Bao is good, and he is bad."
As if that wasn't enough, he cursed again: "Shameless old thing."
Jiang Zhaoyue ate happily, and did not forget to coax him with a smile, stuffing a mouthful of mutton into his mouth.
"Master, please don't be angry. You bake delicious food. I have loved your cooking since I was little. Unfortunately, I didn't need to eat much later, so I didn't get to taste your cooking much anymore."
Hearing her say this, Lin Bozhou immediately put Fu Lanting's matter behind him and looked at her dotingly: "It doesn't matter, just tell Master what you want to eat. Cultivation is cultivation, and the desire for food is the joy of the heart. Our little treasure should live happily every day."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and nodded obediently.
She coaxed her master into submission with just a few words. The system felt that her ability to coax people was probably developed when she was with Lin Bozhou as a child.
After finishing the roasted lamb, Lin Bozhou cleaned up the dishes, grill, etc., and brought her some spiritual fruit to help her relieve her greasy feeling before sitting down next to her.
He didn't continue the previous topic, but just sat there for a long time, hesitating several times before finally saying with a sigh, "Master, is it not enough that I care about you?"
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him in surprise: "How could that be? Master treats me so attentively, there's no one else like him in the entire sect."
Although she said this, Lin Bozhou was still a little hesitant, and his face showed some worry and rare sentimentality.
Even the ruthless and ruthless leader of an immortal sect would get emotionally upset over some trivial matters of his disciples.
"But I heard that if family and friends don't give enough care, it's easy to develop some... hobbies, because you want to get something to fill the gap."
He spoke a little incoherently, looking down at his disciple: "I am a man after all, so perhaps I am not careful enough. For example, when I coaxed you to sleep when you were little, others would say sweet and loving things, but I always told you scary things. You were a considerate child and never disliked Master's carelessness, but Master could not feel at ease."
Jiang Zhaoyue listened to him and didn't rush to retort. Instead, he looked at him with amusement: "Master, why can't I be born like this?"
"Nonsense! You were so cute, innocent, kind, and considerate when you were little. How could you have been born that way? It must have been because Master was careless and didn't educate you well, which allowed some people to take advantage of you."
Lin Bozhou seemed to have determined that it was his own responsibility. When he said this, a little self-blame emerged. At the end, his voice became low. I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he felt a little relieved.
He asked her quietly and cautiously, with a hint of probing: "Xiaobao... do you really like those?"
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