Immortal master's cute apprentice wife

Chapter 87

They will be kicked out by the Fifth Division, which makes them sadder than punishing them.

And it is completely irresistible and irrefutable.

A group of dingy little ones lined up and left well-trained...

"Wait a minute." Tianchen's tone was still displeased.

When the disciples heard the words, it was as if they were fixed by acupuncture points.

Tian Shen thought for a while, a little bit of teaching: "Next time if you encounter something that you can't handle and hurt your life, don't hold on, don't be brave, remember to run away."

It turned out that the Fifth Division was not angry that they almost burned down the Chonghua Pavilion, but that they were overwhelmed.

I was overjoyed, the Fifth Master didn't really hate them.

"Also, take all these ginkgo nuts away."

In the end, only the unrestrained and lonely back of Fifth Division was left to them.

After a burst of voices, the gate of Chonghua Pavilion was closed again, and everything would return to calm.

A courtyard was burnt to a mess, with only one broom and no one to sweep it up.

Swish... Swish... Swish... Swish...

"Actually, you don't have to do these things." Tianchen's indifferent voice came from the pavilion.

"..." Bloody Sweeping didn't stop, but he remained silent.

I shouldn't do something, so what should I do?

Watching you for him?
In fact, I want to take care of you for him.

That night, Tianzheng received a cup of stewed chicken with ginkgo fruit, and he couldn't help looking in the direction of Chonghua Pavilion...

Tianyao received a pack of roasted ginkgo nuts, and his mood instantly became lighter. It might be a good idea to send Shumo to Tianchen.

Tianruo received a plate of fried ginkgo nuts with the opening on the shell. I heard that the open ginkgo nuts have another name - pistachio.

Not only the masters in Ziyi received the ginkgo fruit, but also the rest of the Immortal Sect shared some. After all, the tree finally bore fruit, so it was right for everyone to taste it.

Shu Mo woke up early, and then rushed to the kitchen. There was no one in the kitchen, so he borrowed the pot and stove without asking, lit the fire, found some rice, mixed old and new rice, washed it clean , add water and cook in a casserole.After boiling, cut the diced lean meat and put the ginkgo nuts together in the pot to cook.Two quarters of an hour later, the rice grains are soft and rotten, the meat is elastic, the ginkgo nuts are fragrant, and sea salt is added for seasoning.

Putting the casserole on the tray and picking out another set of beautiful tableware, Shumo walked towards the Chonghua Pavilion contentedly holding the tray.

It's still early, and it's rare that I didn't see my fellow disciples along the way.

It is slightly cold in late autumn, and the breeze is blowing on the face, making people shiver coldly, and awakening Lingling awake.

The gate of Chonghua Pavilion was still closed. Shumo reached out and knocked on the door, but no one answered; It opened with a squeak.

It was a man who opened the door, dressed in dark blue, with a calm expression, but gave Shumo an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Is this the servant of the Fifth Master?Why doesn't it feel like a servant of God?

"Come in!" The man's voice was flat.

Shumo dodged in, followed the man silently, but still couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

The man walking in front replied without turning his head: "God serves Blood Soul."

Sure enough, it is a god servant, but can a god servant have a name?

He remembered that his uncle once said that a name is a representative of an object, and giving it a name is equivalent to recognizing its existence. After a long time of existence, it will have its own consciousness, and the servant in front of him obviously has his own consciousness.Such a god attendant and the Fifth Master had been together for such a long time, and Shumo suddenly had a bad feeling.

The mess in the courtyard last night has been cleaned up, but the door of the Chonghua Pavilion is still tightly closed.

"Has the Fifth Master not got up yet?" Shu Mo asked again.

Xue Po just glanced at the porridge that Shu Mo was holding, and said, "From five years ago to now, she rarely communicates with others."

Who is she?Could it be the Fifth Division?

Shu Mo was a little puzzled, why did Xue Po tell him this?

"She closed her heart, she didn't want to come out, and she didn't want others to come in. It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water." Xue Po continued, her voice and emotions completely free of any ups and downs.

"Why did Master Wu become like this?" Shu Mo asked.

Xue Po didn't answer his question, but continued to talk about his own topic: "Just yesterday, you stepped in, although she resisted you, she still didn't reject you, and she smiled at you ..."

Shumo felt a little embarrassed for a while, the Fifth Master was the most special person to him, but judging from Xue Po's words, he was also an exception to the Fifth Master, right?
"Since you can get close to her, please take her out and tell her that everyone cares about her very much, and ask her to open up and live a happy life, which is what he expects." Xue Po spoke seriously. Shumo begged, "Please."

"Ah!" Shu Mo seemed frightened by Xue Po's formal and serious request.

Before he had time to say anything, the door of the pavilion was opened with a 'swipe' sound, and Tian Chen was standing in the center of the door.

"Master Fifth, good morning!" Shu Mo greeted happily.

"Who are you talking to?" Tian Chen asked with a frown.

"I'm with..." Shu Mo turned his head, the blood in place had long since disappeared.

just forget it!
Shumo showed a big smile, raised the tray in his hand, and said: "Master Fifth, I cooked breakfast, let's eat together!"

Tianchen looked at Shumo who was holding the tray, his eyes seemed to be clairvoyant, and he swept Shumo through.

What does this kid want to do?
Tianchen doesn't understand, it's just this porridge...

"I'm a vegetarian!" Tian Chen calmly narrated a fact.

Uh!She doesn't look like she's been hit.

"Yesterday my master taught me how to practice swords, but I led someone to almost burn down the Chonghua Pavilion. Although it was not careful, I still felt very sorry, so I got up early today...but I didn't expect..." Shumo was very depressed.

"You cooked this porridge?" Tian Chen was a little surprised, after all, the other party was a child or a boy, so let's forget about cooking!
"I didn't know Master was a vegetarian." Shu Mo regretted, and said: "Next time I will definitely pay attention."

"I understand your heart."

While talking, several god attendants came with food boxes, and placed some delicate side dishes and white porridge on the stone table under the ginkgo tree.

This is the breakfast at the Fifth Division. The boss with wide-eyed eyes is so greedy that he is drooling. He missed dinner time when he went back last night. He got up early this morning and worked for a long time. Found hungry.

"Let's eat together!"

Tianchen said it plainly, but Shumo was so moved that he almost cried.

"Not willing?" Tian Chen raised his eyebrows.

"No, I..." Shumo was agitated and incoherent for a while, and finally said: "Disciple obeys."

The white porridge was soft and smooth, and the side dishes were crispy and delicious. Although the fifth master didn't eat much, he ate very gracefully and nicely. He seemed to see his restraint, and began to help him prepare vegetables slowly...

At this moment, Shumo thought of his mother whom he had never met before, maybe this is what his mother should look like!

Maybe... the Fifth Master is his mother, right?
Why did my uncle ask him to come to the Fifth Master?Why let him be good to the fifth division?

Because the Fifth Master is his mother.

And this idea became more and more intense in my heart, and I suddenly wanted to ask the person sitting opposite him why he was thrown into the care of his uncle?I want to ask her, who is his father?Want to ask her, have you ever thought about him?Have you ever regretted it?Can there be any unspeakable secrets?

Thousands of words, but the words are timid again!

He must calm down, he must calm down.

There are thousands of thoughts, where do they start, and a single thought is like a thousand waves.

"Have you finished eating?" Tian Chen asked when he saw Shu Mo stop eating.

Shumo was caught in his own thoughts, but nodded numbly, looking at Tianchen with eyes full of admiration.

"Since you're done eating, why don't you accompany me to see someone alone!" Tian Chen said leisurely, "I suddenly don't want to be alone today."

Shu Mo responded unconsciously, when he looked at Tianchen's slender back and thin shoulders, he felt like he was going crazy.

Although the fifth master looks like she is in her 20s, her actual age is only 14 years old. How can she have a child as old as him at the age of 14?
(End of this chapter)