Su Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai paces back and forth, still unable to think of any good solution.└@
She sat under the peach blossom tree, looking at the peach blossoms all over the tree and worrying: "Really, it's been so long, no one has come out, I'm the only one, talking to myself every day, and when I encounter difficulties, I don't even have anyone to discuss with."
None..."
If she continues like this, she will become an idiot if not crazy.
Life in Wushan is really not a human life.
I finally found the spiritual spring, but I couldn't catch it. Even a good treasure like a kitchen knife couldn't catch the spiritual spring. How could a useless monk like her fly into the sky and kill the dead thing that made her neither human nor ghost with her own hands?
Caught?
Sui crooked sigh, short sigh, shook his head for a while, and couldn't think of a way.
There is nothing I can do, just go to sleep and recuperate enough.
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai fell under the peach blossom tree and soon fell asleep.
In her dream, she met a bad old man and ran after him: "Master, don't run, wait for me. I know your hometown is lonely, so I came here to chat and joke with you..."
As a result, the more she chased him, the faster the bad old man ran.
This bad old man in Su Wai Wai Wai Wai's heart is naturally the God of Sleep.
Every time Feng Wai Wai fell asleep, he would talk to him. He didn't want to listen or talk, so his good disciple would chase him and not let him practice. Of course, this was because his good disciple was afraid of loneliness and was beautiful.
It is said that the name is for chatting with him. I don’t know who is accompanying whom!
If he had known that Su Wai Wai Wai was so nagging, he should not have accepted this bad apprentice in the first place.
"Master, let's see where you are running away!" Just as he was sleeping and regretting his mistake, Su Wai Wai suddenly appeared in front of him, startling the old man.
"Wai Wai, my master's heart is not good, please say hello to me when you show up next time." Sleep God caressed his violently beating chest and looked at Su Wai Wai angrily.
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai approached her bright little face and said with a smile: "Master always says this, can you use something fresher next time? Besides, Master is in very good health and is a god. How is that possible?
Have a bad heart?"
The God of Sleep coughed lightly, thought of a way to say it, and said in a gentle tone: "It's like this, since you entered Wushan, my teacher's heart has become bad."
He repeatedly told his good apprentice that it was precisely because she harassed him in his dreams from time to time that he was often frightened, and his heart was in trouble because of her.
Unexpectedly, his good disciple was a bit stupid and didn't hear the underlying meaning of his words at all. He smiled heartily and said, "Master, it's because Wushan is cold. Most people can't stand this extremely cold place. That's why Master has a heart problem.
This also shows that the master’s teachings are not deep enough. One day I will surpass the master, and then the master’s magical skills will not be as good as those of my disciples. Where can I put my face?”
"You damn girl, believe it or not, I'm going to expel you from the apprenticeship?!" The God of Sleep blew his beard and stared at Su Wai Wai, shouting loudly at Su Wai Wai.
"Zhu, anyway, I didn't really worship you as my master in the first place. Without my master, I still have another charming master!" Su Wai Wai Wai Wai disagreed, not afraid of the threat of the God of Sleep.
The God of Sleep couldn't help but look up into the sky and sigh: "Come on, God, let me strike this old man to death with a thunderbolt. How could I accept such an unjust disciple?"
If one day he suddenly wears his hair straight, he will definitely be pissed to death by Su Wai Wai Wai, his disciple.
"Master, why can't you think about it so hard?" Su Wai Wai Wai sighed as he looked aside.