Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

The sky was bright, Huai Yiyu had already returned to Jiuxing Peak, opened the door, and prepared to teach his fellow disciples.

As the eldest senior brother, he has the responsibility and obligation to teach the disciples below him.

Now that I'm back, I will definitely answer questions and resolve confusion for my fellow junior brothers and sisters as I did before.

When the disciples saw Huai Yiyun, they immediately bowed and greeted him, "Big Brother."

"Well, sit down, ask one by one, and let others listen too." Huai Yiyun said gently.

The disciples looked at each other in confusion, wondering why their senior brother looked so gentle today.

Their eyes were focused on Huai Yiyun's robe. Why was the clothes so wrinkled?

  Brother, what happened?

However, Huai Yiyu has always been very dignified and has great prestige among his disciples, so it was difficult to say much, and he immediately turned to ask about matters related to cultivation.

Huai Yiyun answered all the questions patiently. He was exceptionally patient, even with a relaxed look on his face, which made these disciples feel uneasy.

Oh my god, could it be that the eldest brother has been possessed by an evil spirit?

Being possessed by someone.

It’s better to keep it the same as before, after all, I’m used to it.

The eldest senior brother is very talented and only has cultivation in his mind. He feels that asking questions is a waste of his cultivation time.

The disciples did not want to disturb him too much and only asked the important questions. They did not dare to ask simple questions, otherwise, the look in the eldest brother's eyes would be indescribable.

The disciples of Jiuxing Peak only have one feeling towards the eldest senior brother: fear.

After the morning class was over, Huai Yiyu stood up and noticed that his robe was wrinkled and there were some stains on it, which he thought were traces left from last night.

He keeps the house clean, but he himself is sloppy.

Huai Yiyu looked down and suddenly felt disgust and regret in his heart.

After indulging himself, he felt regret, emptiness and discomfort. He knew in his heart that he shouldn't do this, but his behavior was out of control.

Then I feel uncomfortable, this is obsession and regret.

There are two wills fighting in Huai Yiyun's heart. There is no winner or loser, but what is consumed is the mind and energy.

During these two months, you must not go to see Du Wanniang again. You must not go.

Huai Yiyu changed his clothes and began to practice. It is conceivable that practicing in this state would not produce any good results.

Not only does it have no good effect, it is actually harmful.

It seems that Du Wanniang has not died yet and has turned into a demon in her heart.

Huai Yiyu vomited blood again. He wiped the corner of his mouth angrily, feeling extremely irritated. He no longer felt like practicing. He stood up, flew out of Xuanyang Sect on his sword, and reached the depths of the mountains.

Not long after, the angry roar of the monster was heard from inside. Who dares to provoke the monster like this? He is simply out of his mind. I will eat him.

Gradually, the noise died down, and Huai Yiyu came out covered in blood, with blood splattered all over his body and face, and a strong fishy smell.

But his expression was still ugly, and with the blood all over his face, it was just terrifying.

It was like seeing a demon.

Huai Yiyu picked another demon cave, pulled out the monster inside and gave it a good beating. He didn't kill it, but simply wanted to vent his anger.

The monster was very angry at the beginning, but later on, it could only hold its head and let itself be beaten.

This is too much, too much. How can you bully animals like this? A man can be killed but not humiliated.

Oh, for cultivators, monsters are not good things.

Huai Yiyu let out his anger and felt a little better. He subconsciously felt that it was time to go home.

Then he realized that he should return to Xuanyang Sect, not Taohua Town.

In Taohua Town, he formed too many habits that were different from his previous ones, and these habits overwrote his previous habits.

If you want to cover these habits, you have to establish new habits.

Well, I can’t just think about going to Taohua Town for nothing, and I can’t just think about Du Wanniang for nothing.

But the brain is a magical thing. The more you forbid yourself to think about something, the more you want to think about it. For example, if you forbid yourself to think about an apple, the image of an apple will immediately appear in your mind because your brain has found the idea.

Huai Yiyu's expression froze, his face covered in blood, and he rushed into the woods. There was movement again, the roar of monsters.

It's so early in the morning. You must be sick. Even if you hate evil so much, you shouldn't come to kill monsters so early!

When Nanzhi woke up, it was almost noon. Touching her empty stomach, she missed Pei Chengan a little.

At least Pei Cheng'an is here, so I don't have to cook for myself.

Looking at the bed without any marks on it and feeling his own great body, Nanzhi curled the corners of his mouth. It was just a spring dream.

Since that was the case, Nanzhi pretended not to know.

Nanzhi got up and made herself breakfast. After eating, she went to the pharmacy and then slept at her father's house.

Nanzhi was still worried that Pei Chengan would suddenly come back.

Monks are so willful. It doesn’t take much time to go back and forth for such a long distance.

After locking the gate, Nanzhi turned around and bumped into someone, a man.

He was dressed like a scholar, with gentle manners and full of bookishness. At this moment, he was looking at Nanzhi with a smile.

Nanzhi didn't recognize him, and was about to walk around him, but was stopped by a hand holding a folding fan. He said, "Wanniang, don't you remember me?"

  Nanzhi:? ? ?

I don’t remember, no impression.

Nanzhi asked, "Who are you?"

The scholar sighed, "You really don't remember me. Didn't I write to you before, saying that I would marry you after I passed the imperial examination?"

  No, when did it happen?

Nanzhi racked his brains but couldn't find such a thing in the original owner's mind.

Pei Cheng'an is already annoying enough, and now Cheng Yaojin appears.

Nanzhi shook her head and said, "You remembered it wrongly. I don't know you at all."

The scholar looked at Nanzhi carefully and found that she really didn't recognize him. His expression suddenly became depressed. "How could you not remember me? I'm Yirongzhi, from the next county. I came to your father's pharmacy to see a doctor."

“We’ve talked about this before.”

Oh, it’s the patient. Who remembers the patient?

Unless the patient has some strange gossip about him that shatters one's worldview, people will remember it deeply.

Nanzhi apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't remember, and I haven't read the letter you wrote."

Yirongzhi smiled, and he actually had two shallow dimples, which was a bit cute: "It doesn't matter, now we know each other. I thought we had already expressed our feelings to each other."

Nanzhi: ...You are quite imaginative.

Not wanting to talk any more, Nanzhi said, "I'm leaving now, please do as you please."

Yi Rongzhi followed behind him and said, "I will also go to see Doctor Du."

Nanzhi turned to look at him and said, "I'm already married."

If this easy thing could have come earlier, perhaps the original owner would have had a good ending.

But if Pei Cheng'an insists on doing it by force, it will be of no avail.

Ordinary people should not get involved.

Yirongzhi nodded, "I already know that, but I heard that your husband has left and will never come back."

Nanzhi frowned and said, "No, I will be back soon."

Yi Rongzhi looked at her with some pity, "Wan Niang, I know you can't accept it, but this is the fact."

Nanzhi:……

Suddenly I realized that this person was here to poach my colleagues. (End of this chapter)