Wangsheng felt a chill in his heart, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him when the ground was frozen and the weather was cold.
"Master, why?" he asked urgently.
"I can't tell you." After saying this, his slender fingers slid over the strings and started playing a new song.
Wangsheng lowered his head and asked softly: "What if my disciple insists..."
A smile appeared on Yan Xuanyi's lips and he said: "From now on, you will no longer be my disciple."
Where Wang Sheng was kneeling, his whole body froze. In the past twenty years, their master and apprentice had a deep relationship and had always been harmonious. Now just because he fell in love with his junior sister, is the master going to expel him from the school...
If it is because of the Qing Law, it is understandable that he forgets his life, but the reason he got from the master is "unable to tell." Is there something that he cannot tell.
Wangsheng recalled the previous events and thought carefully, maybe his master had feelings for his junior sister.
When he thought about it like this, it was like a bolt from the blue. His master raised him up, taught him the way, and taught him the etiquette. If he was interested in his junior sister, he would never dare to argue with him.
"Master... could it be..." Wangsheng's words came to his mouth and choked in his throat.
Yan Xuanyi's hand speeded up, and the sound of the piano filled the air like mountain water. He heard a crisp "bang" sound, and the string broke.
His tone was still calm, without any waves, and he said lightly: "If you think so, then so be it."
Wangsheng's heart sank, and all thoughts were lost.
He kowtowed to his master three times and said: "What I just said was just a joke by my disciple. My disciple is only interested in cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal, and has no intention of caring about anything else. Since we are fellow disciples, we naturally have to take more care of each other."
There is nothing but friendship between them."
Yan Xuanyi nodded, looked at the broken string and said, "Very good."
After Wangsheng kowtowed again and again, he left the forbidden area behind the mountain.
The prison bull hit the mountain wall and let out a low roar.
Yan Xuanyi fiddled with the strings and said to the prisoner cow inside the stone gate: "Do you even think that I have gone too far? Counting the years, I have made too many mistakes. I don't want to feel sorry for that person anymore. This
Maybe this is the only thing I can do..."
Ruyi sat cross-legged on the cliff, and has been thinking about how to straighten the relationship with his senior brother. He thought about it and couldn't think of the result. So he considered repeating the old trick and confessing his feelings to his senior brother.
The words are almost ready, and a few high-sounding reasons are prepared, which will definitely allow the senior brother to abandon the gradually growing love between man and woman without being hurt.
She practiced it many times with great emotion from beginning to end, and felt that she was almost there.
Not long after, the senior brother forgot his life and returned with his sword, but his expression completely changed.
"Senior brother!" Ruyi walked over and called out, planning to choose the opening sentence based on the senior brother's reaction.
"Yeah." Wangsheng replied lukewarmly. "No need to say more, just meditate and practice."
Ruyi was stunned again, as if he didn't need to say anything at all, as his senior brother had already restrained his feelings.
That’s fine too…
Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief.
Since the window paper has not been pierced, the two of them will not feel awkward in the future, and they will still get along how to get along.
Wangsheng closed his eyes and meditated, and what he was reciting in his mind was not the Xiaoyao Sutra but the Qingxin Jue.
The master has been kind to him in raising him, and he must never do anything to steal love. Wang Sheng has strictly abided by the rules for twenty years and obeyed the master's orders. He has never disobeyed the master in the past, and he will never do it in the future.
If I can't express my love to my junior sister, I will only feel sad for myself. After suffering for a while, I might be able to feel relieved.
But if he insists on moving forward, he will lose his master, which is an absolutely unbearable tragedy for him.
Junior sister and mentor, he chose the latter after all.