Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 100
In Youhuangli, a gorgeously dressed Confucian scholar sat in front of the desk with a calm expression.

Next to him, a cute little boy in a robe inlaid with gold pours tea for him, and behind the Confucian stands a beautiful maid.

The mist in the cup rises, the tea smells tangy, savoring the leisurely life of that life, Shulou Longsu said lightly, "Tong'er, have you finished your homework today?"

"Report to Master, it's already done." The boy replied respectfully.

Shulou Longsu nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, and just as he was about to take an exam, he heard the boy say: "Master, Hei Yue and Gu Yao have disappeared one after another. Tong'er is worried about my father's comfort, and I implore Master to allow me to enter the world." Find your father."

Shulou Longsu calculated the time and said calmly, "You should have thought about it."

And the maid behind him persuaded: "Little boy, there are endless wars outside now, why not wait a while, the master still has many skills that you haven't learned yet."

"Thank you, Sister Xianfeng, for your concern." The pen boy shook his head firmly, and then continued to ask: "Little boy has made up his mind, and I hope Master will allow it."

Shulou Longsu has long noticed the changes in the technique of sending spirits. Before that, because of his playfulness, the child transformed into a form earlier, which caused Gu Yao's spirit to maintain the appearance of a child, and his mind was not very mature.

Therefore, Shulou Longsu still feels a little guilty, so while teaching with all his heart during this period of time, the idea of ​​not wanting children to be contaminated by the world of mortals has become more and more popular, but now that ninety-nine is over, continuing to force him to stay may cause Su Zhenzhen plan failure.

He had sent messages to Su Zhenzhen to inquire, but these letters fell into disarray, and he could not be contacted at all. Thinking of Shulou Longsu sighed in his heart, his thoughts on the exam also faded.

Is it time to say goodbye?
Without further persuasion, Shulou Longsu took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Filial piety is the first thing to do. You have this heart. I am very pleased to be a teacher. After entering the world, remember to be taught by the teacher."

Xianfeng wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by Shulou Longsu with a wave.

"Thank you, Master, for fulfilling everything." The brush boy nodded vigorously.

Then he said surprisingly: "Things that can be solved with money are nothing serious. Tong'er will let the world understand the pride of our Confucianism."

"Cough cough."

Hearing this, Shulou Longsu almost spit out a mouthful of tea, and after holding back, he waved his hand at his apprentice, "Go, go."

At this time Shulou Longsu was swinging one hand and supporting his body with the other, his head was buried on the desk, no one could see his expression.

"Master, I'm leaving."

"Ah."

"I'm really gone."

Shulou Longsu was speechless, and urged with a dark face, "Go quickly."

"Tong'er bid farewell to Master."

The pen boy saluted again, turned around and resolutely left Youhuangli, his footsteps were heavy and slow, he wanted to turn his head several times, but he held back.

It's strange, why is Master so digging and searching today, this is going to go, don't talk about giving away a real estate, at least a rare treasure or something as a base, don't you see the hint of this baby?
When the figure of the stroke boy disappeared completely, Xianfeng finally couldn't help asking: "Why did the master stop me, let him enter the world with the heart of a boy, are you really relieved?"

Unusual, Xianfeng questioned Shulou Longsu.

"Oh, I don't want to, but I can't get in touch with Su Zhenzhen. In case the little boy is the key to the next martial arts situation, if I insist on staying, I will abandon the world and ignore it." Shulou Longsu sighed.

Then I remembered something, took out a thick brush and a painting scroll, handed it to Xianfeng, and said: "I almost forgot, this is the light brush and Jiangshan painting I prepared for Tong'er, that kid should not have seen it yet. Go away, and you will send it to him for me."

Xianfeng took the two things and walked out.

At this time, the pen boy wandered in and out of Youhuang and did not go far. He was betting that his master was just immersed in the sadness of parting and forgot to give him the property for a while.

He lingered for a long time, but Huang Tian paid off, and he really made him wait for Xianfeng who came to deliver the equipment. The pen boy opened his hands, and ran towards Xianfeng on his short legs, with a happy expression on his face.

Throwing into Xianfeng's arms, she shouted in a childish voice: "Sister Xianfeng, are you here to see me off~"

Xianfeng patted the boy's head, and said softly: "Master asked me to bring you something."

Saying that, he let go of the little boy, and took out the pen and painting.

"I knew Master remembered it." The pen-painting boy let go of Xianfeng, his delicate little face was full of excitement, and tears of emotion flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

But when he saw what Xianfeng took out, his face instantly collapsed.

"Is this the only one?" The pen boy looked up at Xianfeng with pitiful eyes.

Seeing the cute look of the little boy, Xianfeng felt that her heart was about to melt, and immediately took out many things, besides gold and silver, what jade, emerald, luminous pearl, elixirs, cheats, and little supernatural powers, piled up a small mountain on the ground .

Finally, Xianfeng took out two golden clothes, reluctantly said: "You like gold, this is the gold-patterned robe that my sister wove for you."

The pen boy has long been attracted by the hill in front of him, and quickly put away his things. When he looked up and saw Xianfeng's reluctant eyes, for some reason, an indescribable feeling rose from his heart, and his heart was blocked. .

Throwing himself into Xianfeng's arms again, the pen boy said in a choked voice: "Sister, I will come back as soon as possible."

After speaking, he wiped away his tears, and reluctantly forgot to take a look at his sister who had been with him since birth, and the pen boy left Youhuangli.

Xianfeng stood there for a long time, and after confirming that the brush boy had really left, the tears couldn't stop falling.

A purple figure in the dark watched all this silently.

In Youhuangli, the master and slave looked at each other for a long time, and said in unison: "Why are your eyes red?"

Shulou Longsu picked up the fan in embarrassment and fanned it, pretending to be calm and said: "I just went to the storeroom to take a look, why it seems that there are a lot less?"

"Maybe. Maybe Senior Jianzi came here when you didn't know it." Xianfeng looked left and right, with a pair of beautiful eyes looking up, down, left, and right, full of guilt.

Shulou Longsu didn't break it, just nodded and said casually: "When Jianzi comes, don't let him in."

The pen boy who left Shulou Longsu, followed the induction in his heart all the way to Cailuxian Hom, where he felt the message of cheap father's stay.

In Cailu Dangerous Hom, King Xuan, who missed the person in his heart, fell into memory, and unconsciously told the story of him and the dumb girl. With the affectionate explanation, he unconsciously held the hand of the person next to him.

Suddenly, a light cough brought him back to reality.

"The story shouldn't stop here." When the critical moment was interrupted, King Xuan angrily shook off the hand of the divine right, and then took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe it.

The divine right of kings didn't care, as if they had already taken it for granted.

(End of this chapter)