"Look at the bullshit you've practiced. My great master's wisdom has been completely destroyed by you, a little beast... How did I teach you? Ah? How did I teach you? You didn't even wear your ears in class, you just ran away.
Playing wildly with a group of people outside! Playing! Crazy! People in the Six Kingdoms who want to become disciples have circled Penglai Mountain for more than ten times. It’s better for you to teach me step by step, and teach you like a waste. Do you want to piss me off?
Although your senior brother has done something treacherous, it can't stop him from being smart! You can learn it as soon as you learn it, what about you? Look at your dead look, you can't sit down, you can't stand up, it's like your bones are misaligned.
Forget it if you are stupid, be active and work hard, as the saying goes, what you are born with is deficient and you will make up for it the day after tomorrow. Even if it is a hole, over the years, I should have made up for your hole, right? I never thought, where are you?
The hole is basically a bottomless pit! You pretend to be like a human being every day, but you just don’t do human things..."
Looking at Yu Buhuan's lively performance, the cold eyes looking at her gradually became warmer. Through Yu Buhuan, he seemed to really see the angry old man.
This is indeed the case. Taipu Zhenren is notoriously bad-tempered, and secular etiquette is bullshit in his eyes. However, he is very knowledgeable, knows both astronomy and geography, and is excellent in both literature, Taoism and military strategy.
In my memory, many important ministers of the country came to visit, and even kings deigned to come and beg the master to come out, but the master scolded him back. As time went by, no one dared to come to Penglai Island to scold me.
…
He panted and sat down, swallowing a mouthful of saliva: "You have seen it."
The temperature in Xuanyuan Mu's eyes rose again: "Master, he does have a bit of a temper sometimes."
"Are you sure you're just a little extreme?" Yu Buhuan said every word, looking at Xuanyuan Mu like a monster.
Xuanyuan Mu smiled softly, which shocked Yu Buhuan. He thought Xuanyuan Mu couldn't laugh.
"As long as you follow him, you'll usually be fine." Xuanyuan Mu told her for the first time his method of dealing with the servant.
But he didn't expect Yu Buhuan to be ungrateful: "Why are you following him?"
"What? Are you doing this all against him?" He showed a shocked expression.
When she was a child, Huan'er was often scolded by the servants, but she never spoke back. She would just hide in the dark and cry secretly, and so did he.
"Of course, he scolded me once, and I retaliate ten times, but in the end he didn't have the energy to scold me anymore." When it came to this, Yu was so unhappy that he felt a little complacent.
Xuanyuan Mu was curious, why was she not beaten to death by her master?
"However, although the master is strict, I know that he is also good for me." After saying this, Yu Buhuan's expression darkened.
Xuanyuan Mu said nothing more.
"By the way, there is one more question."
"Whatever you want to ask, please ask them all." Xuanyuan Mu said calmly.
"Back then, why did you steal the master's secret book? He loved you so much."
Xuanyuan Mu lowered his eyes.
Back then, he had no choice but to steal secret books. Although he and Jiao Li shared the same body, they had different thoughts, so they also liked to do different things.
For example, he practices during the day and wants to rest at night, but at this time Jiao Li wakes up and he also has to practice.
How can a mortal body withstand such torture? It is often because the body is exhausted and weak when one wakes up. Later, after studying pharmacology, I realized that it was caused by too much blood loss.
