"Apprentice..." Mu Sheng chewed these two words in his mouth and couldn't help crying again.
After thousands of years of separation, how many grievances and injustices he had suffered, how could he tell his good disciple?
I guess it was his apprentice who was able to find a way to communicate with his soul that had drifted to another world.
"Don't cry, your apprentice is here." Haotian Shishu said with rare comfort, "Do you have anything to say that you need me to convey to your apprentice?"
Mu Sheng couldn't stop crying, there was still poison in his body, his whole body was swollen and stiff, and he had no consciousness, so he became increasingly convinced that he was dead.
In the darkness, Mu Sheng only faced the old voice and choked with grief: "My apprentice... My apprentice has some talent and luck... Is she successful now and living a glorious and bright life?"
People outside could not hear the sounds inside, so Haotian Stone Book truthfully conveyed the message to An Qingli: "Your master asked you if you live a glorious life."
An Qingli silently looked at his mutilated left foot.
Several little ones also sighed.
Wherever the glamor comes from, it is a blessing to be able to save one's life.
This pair of master and disciple, one is disabled and the other is miserable, they are like a pair of brothers in need.
But Mu Sheng is still the same Mu Sheng, always paying so much attention to appearance.
Yes, I still remember the day when Mu Sheng ascended to heaven, and the illusion of peacocks circled and danced.
How can a peacock who loves beauty easily change the temperament of a peacock who loves beauty?
An Qingli touched his broken foot, sighed softly, and said calmly: "Please tell Master, I'm fine, so he doesn't need to worry."
So Haotian Stone Book told Mu Sheng in the darkness: "Your apprentice said that nothing serious happened to her, so don't worry."
Mu Sheng closed his tears and seemed to think of something again. He couldn't help but opened his mouth and said sadly: "If you say you are my apprentice, then you must be my apprentice."
"Huh?" Haotian Shishu was a little confused. What did Mu Sheng mean when he suddenly said such a sentence.
Then I heard Mu Sheng, staying on the spot, his eyes wandering, and said in his mouth: "It is said that before reincarnation, there will be ghost missionaries who specialize in helping resentful souls fulfill their wishes. Are you one of them?"
"I'm not." Haotian Stone Book doesn't do that job, but An Qingli is good at transforming resentful souls.
But Mu Sheng seemed not to have heard it, and his voice trembled along with his body as he said, "Did you know that I talked about my apprentice before I died, so you made up an apprentice to relieve my knot in my heart?"
"Tsk!"
Haotian Shishu suddenly realized that it turned out that a living person thought he was a dead person. This misunderstanding was huge.
No wonder Mu Sheng, an old man in appearance, cried so heartbrokenly.
"Why are you laughing?" Mu Sheng asked, wiping away tears.
Haotian Shishu couldn't help but smile and said: "I have a big surprise for you, you - are not - dead."
"Not dead?!" A flash of light appeared in Mu Sheng's swollen eyes.
"Yes, he's not dead." Haotian Stone Book continued, "Not only is he not dead, he was also found by your apprentice. Your apprentice is outside now, guarding you!"
"My apprentice is here too!"
Mu Sheng's eyes shone even brighter, and his whole person was instantly full of life.
But then Mu Sheng calmed down and said with doubts: "No, you idiot, you are probably still lying to me. If my apprentice really arrived here, why wouldn't she come to see me in person? Could it be that you want to lie to me?
Let me feel relieved, and then draw my soul out of my body."
Haotian Shishu said leisurely: "Thinking too much, Master Mu Sheng. You don't know your luck? She has lost half of her legs to save you from the devil's cave. How can she show up again? Her
No matter how hard my life is, I'm afraid I can't compare to you."
Mu Sheng shook his arms, wiping his tears while thinking.
He has also lived for two thousand years, not twenty, and has seen all kinds of monsters and monsters. How could he easily believe other people's lies?
But for some reason, Mu Sheng still had some expectation and couldn't help but said excitedly: "You said my apprentice is outside, please let her speak out and call Master, let me hear it."
Haotian Shishu said helplessly: "This place is a world of its own. Even if she shouts, you can't hear her."
Mu Sheng's body was stooped, and his whole body suddenly became sluggish: "Sure enough, you are still lying to me."
"Why lie to you?" Haotian Shishu became more and more helpless, "You have figured it out by yourself, and you have to think of it yourself. But your luck, tokens, etc., cannot be passed on... Why don't you ask a few of your masters and disciples?
Knowing the secret, this can prove that your apprentice is guarding you outside."
"This is feasible..." Mu Sheng seemed to have listened, his eyes lit up again, and he began to think seriously.
Haotian Shishu sighed and told An Qingli: "The surprise came so quickly. Your master couldn't believe it. He suspected that you neither saw nor heard from anyone, so he treated you as my fiction."
An Qingli was a little bit dumbfounded and said: "It's not difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Please tell Master, I remember the old man moaning while taking a bath under the moon."
Haotian Stone Book truthfully relayed: "Mu Sheng, your disciple said that she remembers you moaning while taking a bath under the moon."
Mu Sheng was embarrassed, but also a little happy.
He knew such embarrassing things, could he really be his good disciple?
The good apprentice saved him!
The good apprentice really saved him!
Mu Sheng was full of energy and excitement, and then he opened his lips and said with a serious look: "Which one is more beautiful, me or the best?"
Haotian Shishu looked at Mu Sheng at this moment.
The beauty of the Supreme Being has been seen in the lower realm, and its appearance in the upper realm is second to none.
However, as for Mu Sheng, even if he was not damaged, he was still not as good as one-tenth of the best.
What's more, at this moment, Mu Sheng's few remaining teeth were still crumbling, and there was still poison left in the place bitten by the centipede.
The whole face was swollen, and the eyes were so swollen that they were narrowed into two slits. The two slits were of different widths. Moreover, the two thick lips were turned outwards, and the gaping teeth were exposed. It was terrible to look at.
But even such a swollen and shiny Mu Sheng was still full of confidence and asked expectantly: Which one is better, him or the Supreme Being?
commit a sin!
Haotian Shishu wanted to answer for An Qingli: Who is beautiful and who is ugly? Don’t you have an idea in your own mind?
However, Haotian Shishu, who didn't know the answer, still dutifully conveyed Mu Sheng's question and said to An Qingli: "Your master asked, which one is better, him or the Supreme Good?"
The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched, and she had a premonition that this would be a commonplace question.
A few little ones looked at An Qingli.
Haotian Shi Shu said with a smile: "Please give the correct answer as soon as possible, your master is waiting."
An Qingli's eyes flashed, they are both beautiful, the master's elixir is beautiful, and the supreme red dress is beautiful, each is different.
After all, Shangshan has always been by his side, and he has never tired of looking at him for hundreds of years. In terms of appearance, he does seem to be a bit of a catch-up.
Xiao Jintan knew what An Qingli was thinking, coughed and reminded: "Qingli, it's better to give Master the answer he wants."