"Master..." The cook looked closely at the person in front of him, his heart and eyes full of her figure. The hand on his side loosened and tightened several times, as if he wanted to do something, but he was a little worried, but his eyes became more and more As I focused more on it, something soft seemed to slowly flow out from it.
Gu Yue: "..." I always thought it smelled like dog food.
"Okay, let's all go down and have a rest." He waved to the three disciples behind him to stop eating dog food here.
The three of them bowed and walked away quickly with Gu Yue, but their eyes couldn't help but look back and frequently looked at the two people in front of the mountain gate. Disciples like them rarely go to the back hall, and Yi Qing left He has been in the sect for many years, so he didn't know his relationship with Shen Ying, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused at this time.
Did they hear it wrong? Just now they heard Master Yiqing was called Master Shen, Master? But looking at them, they don’t look like masters and disciples?
The cook didn't move until everyone walked away. Then, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he reached out and hugged the person in front of him, so tightly that there was no gap, with his warm breath and his low tone. Drilling into the bottom of the ear, there is still a faint smell of grievance.
"Master..."
"Um."
"Master..."
"Why."
"Master..."
"What?"
He just called her one after another, as if he didn't tire of it, but every time he called her in a low voice.
"Master..."
"ah?"
"Master..."
"How about you add up the word count?" Shen Ying tilted her head.
The cook froze for a moment, then hugged him tighter, and then changed his sentence, but with a stronger sense of grievance, "Master... I miss you. Very much... very much!"
Shen Ying paused for a while, then reached out and hugged her back. Her face felt a little hot for no reason. Oh, even an old fritter would be offended by such straightforward words! So, she couldn't help but reply, "I Too."
The cook was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth, which had always been somewhat paralyzed, began to rise. He lowered his head and buried it in the hair behind her, and hugged her tighter.
He hugged her like this for a long time, until Shen Ying felt a little sore.
"Cook!"
"Um."
"Can we cook now?"
"..."
As the saying goes, you can't forget your roots as a person, not even as a cook.
—————
The cook came back, and Shen Ying finally returned to the wonderful life of eating five meals a day. Maybe it was because Dad Niu had restricted her to three meals a day for so long, Shen Ying actually felt a little overwhelmed.
So it was rare to go out for a walk. This time I originally went to the back mountain, but ended up sneaking into the front hall. Four disciples were practicing martial arts in the martial arts field. Since going out, the cultivation of several disciples taught by the fat man has improved. Improvement, one of them even directly broke through to the late stage of Jindan. This may be mainly due to the improvement of his state of mind.
When it comes to Jianxing, because he was seriously injured, his cultivation level has not improved much. He has been raised in the sect for several months, and now he has been raised back. He is still the highest cultivation level among the four. And Niu Daddy taught him He has also learned all his sword skills, and there are already signs of developing sword intent.
A few days ago, I heard Niu's father bragging in front of the cook, saying that he should be the first one out of the four to go down the mountain. With his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, there should be no problem in establishing a sect.
Originally, Father Niu had the idea of letting him go down the mountain the last time he went out for training, but he happened to be seriously injured, so he came back to recuperate for a while. But it was only a few days away, and Gu Yue would let him go after another assessment. He went down the mountain. The first immortal cultivating sect in this plane is the sword cultivating sect. Father Niu has been coming to have fun every now and then in the past few days. It seems as if some long-cherished wish in life has finally been fulfilled.
Shen Ying glanced at a few people but didn't care. Just as she was about to sneak back, she found a familiar figure sitting next to the martial arts arena, seriously staring at the four people practicing. She hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked over.
"Mushroom." She called out, but the other party didn't respond. She had to take a few steps closer and sat directly next to her, "Does this look good?"
"Ah?!" Mushroom was startled, turned to look at her, froze before smiling, "Shen Ying, why are you here?"
"We'll be there just walking." It was definitely not because she was not there and she got lost. She replied casually, "Why didn't you go to the back mountain to grow mushrooms?" There was no one to guide the way.
"Hui Ze said there is no need to grow mushrooms anymore, so I stopped growing them."
Shen Ying stopped eating the cake, turned to look at her, and after a while she slowly responded, "Oh." She lowered her head and looked at the small bench under her butt, then continued to ask, "Are you okay? Already?"
"Yeah." She nodded vigorously, "Hui Ze helped me cure it, and it's fine now. Look!" After saying that, he opened his hand for her to take a look, with an innocent look on his face.
Shen Ying tilted her head, held her hand, and really looked at her, "How long did it take to heal?"
"It'll be fine in a month." She smiled even more happily and said, "I'll be fine before you guys come back."
"Oh." Shen Ying narrowed her eyes, patted the pastry crumbs on her hand, opened the bag and took out a bright red fruit, and handed it over, "Would you like to eat it?"
The mushroom's eyes lit up, and the little chicken nodded like it was pecking rice, "Eat!" After saying that, he nodded, took it, held the fruit in both hands, and started to bite it.
She quickly finished a piece of fruit, then turned back to look at her brightly, and said sweetly, "Thank you."
Shen Ying's eyes suddenly darkened, and all the laziness in her body disappeared, "That's the wrong answer!"
"Ah?" Mushroom was stunned.
The next moment, Shen Ying suddenly reached out and grabbed her neck, "You forgot to give me a card." Good guy card!
"You..." Before she could say anything, her whole body was lifted up by one of her hands. A terrifying aura rushed toward her in an instant. It was obvious that the other person's grip was not very tight, and she felt like she couldn't breathe. .Boundless terror swept over me, and there seemed to be only one word left in my mind: death!
Her voice came word by word, "Say! Where are the mushrooms?"
"What are you doing?" Before the other party had time to answer, the practicing disciples over there had already surrounded him. The one rushing in front was Jian Xing, still holding the practice sword in his hand.
"You...what are you going to do?" Jian Xing glanced at Shen Ying and looked at the person in her hand worriedly, with a hint of nervousness, "Hurry up and let go of Miss Mushroom."
Other disciples also spoke out one after another.
"Master, what are you..."
"Master, Mushroom's injury is just right. If she does bump into you, please don't argue with her."
"Yes, Master, although the mushroom is a demon, it is good. Can you let her go first?"