[Crossing the Book] After the Snake Lord's stupid master was disheartened

Chapter 99

"Qingxuan..."

"Qingxuan, where are you..."

"Qingxuan...I'm taking you home..."

Yun Lin walked all the way and shouted all the way, he didn't know where to look for people, so he could only count where he went.

Living in the boundless desert, unable to see the sun and the moon when looking up, it is difficult to distinguish day and night. Yun Lin walked for an unknown how long, and his feet were aching from the scorching yellow sand.

"Take a break." Yun Lin said to himself, found a place to sit down at random, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Where is he?" Subconsciously asked the system, but suddenly remembered that it had already left.

"Hey...it's just me..."

Yun Lin sighed, opened the Qiankun pouch and took out water and food, these were prepared by the spiritual speaker, because he had just given birth and had not yet regained his strength.

I don't know how long it will take to search, but walking alone in the desert, the most difficult thing is not fatigue but loneliness.

In the past, no matter where you are, there is a system to accompany you, and you can share your joys and sorrows, and it is very interesting to chat casually when you are bored.

"One day, one month, one year, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years..."

Yun Lin said meaningless words, and he didn't know how long he would be looking for Qingxuan, but fortunately, time passed slowly, and he could grow up with Qingze even after going out.

Thinking of this, Yun Lin devoured his food, he wanted to end his rest soon.

Holding the pastry prepared by the spirit talker in his hands, the soft glutinous rice cake is wrapped with dense red beans, but Yunlin always feels that the taste is mediocre.

He thought of the green balls that the demon world had eaten, the stuffing inside was as sweet as honey.

Thinking like this, a vision suddenly appeared in front of him, and Yun Lin's eyes trembled, he saw the Red Sword Sect and his other courtyard.

A child suddenly appeared, with a round face and a high ponytail, dressed in a pocket-sized Taoist uniform. When he saw him, he smiled and frowned.

"Master, you eat!"

Hearing this, Yun Lin lowered his eyes slowly, and the child raised his small arm like a lotus root, and presented him with a green ball as if offering a treasure.

Yun Lin stretched out his hand subconsciously, and suddenly heard a cold voice: "Picking things randomly?"

The child looked at him suspiciously, and asked cautiously: "Master, isn't this red beans? Isn't food for eating?"

A slender arm rubbed the child's hair, and the fairy dressed in plain white said lightly: "The tree in the courtyard is named Acacia, and Acacia beans are not red beans."

The child's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Master doesn't like to eat acacia beans, so I'll eat them myself."

He knew that Master liked the Youth League, and this was his first time entering the kitchen, but he mistakenly made red beans and lovesickness, and was a little annoyed and regretful for a while.

Seeing his appearance, the immortal shook his head helplessly, and still took the green group, and ate it up within a short while.

The child's eyes lit up, his little face blushed with joy, and he hurriedly said: "If the master likes it, I will make youth groups for you every day!"

After all, he happily ran into the yard and walked around the acacia tree in the yard.

The picture continued, but in the blink of an eye, one month later, the child knocked on the door of the master sullenly, and knelt down with a bang.

The immortal was painting, and he didn't put down his pen when he saw this scene. Before he could speak, the child said, "Master, my disciple was wrong. That thing is poisonous."

If it wasn't for being seen and scolded sharply by others, he still didn't know that the acacia beans were poisonous, and he had fed his master for a month like this to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.

After hearing the words, the immortal finally put down the paintbrush, and said calmly: "It's okay if I eat it, but if someone else eats it, you will definitely be punished."

"This is a lesson. The unknown truth needs to be discovered, not acted blindly."

With red eyes, the child kowtowed to the immortal a few more times, and then whispered: "I know, I'm going to copy the book now."

After finishing speaking, just as he was about to get up, the child thought for a while and asked again: "Why is Master so in love?"

He doesn't know what lovesickness is, but the word is ambiguous, which makes him doubtful.

The immortal looked down at him, and said after a while: "Not everything has meaning, and unintentional things always give meaning."

The child didn't understand, but he remembered two things. The tree in the courtyard was named Acacia, and Acacia was poisonous and inedible.

The picture gradually dissipated, and Yun Lin looked into the distance and fell into deep thought. He still can't figure out whether the lovesickness in the Demon King's Palace is meaningful or not.

The willow plant in Bixiaoyuan was planted inadvertently, but is it the same with the Qingxuan plant?

If it makes sense, could it be that Qingxuan admired him for a long time?Was it only because you were blinded by hatred that you killed your loved one with your own hands?

The immortal in the picture is Bi Xiao, and Bi Xiao is also himself, but he had no love at that time, and he can't empathize with him now.

He was sure that he never knew Qingxuan's intentions, and he never had any other thoughts about his apprentice.

Or maybe Qingxuan doesn't understand either, but love is like a budding wild seed, breaking through the ground with time.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yun Lin shook his head and smiled, the past is long gone, now he and Qing Xuan are in love, it doesn't matter when the love is born.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a phantom floating in the yellow sand with a hollow expression.

Yun Lin's eyes trembled, he remembered the words of the spirit speaker, those were Qing Xuan's memories just now, and the one in front of him should be Qing Xuan's soul.

Hastily took out the spirit lock bag, and slowly approached Xu Ying, Yun Lin raised his eyes and smiled as if to embrace him.

"Qingxuan...I miss you so much..."

Although he couldn't touch it, he was satisfied, and being able to see some shadows was also a kind of comfort.

Suddenly thought of something, and said again: "The teacher is willing to eat the poisonous green dough, not just to preach, but because you can't bear your sadness when you cook for the first time."

Yun Lin knows best that this is Bi Xiao's tenderness, which looks indifferent but soft.

Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and his thin lips were slightly raised, but his consciousness was too weak to say a word.

Yun Lin rubbed his eye sockets, kissed Qing Xuan reluctantly, and then sealed the phantom inside with the spirit lock pouch.

"Are you looking for me too?"

With the rustling wind in his ears, and the sky full of yellow sand in front of his eyes, Yun Lin held the spirit lock bag tightly and talked to himself.

He found Yipo so quickly, he had a premonition in his heart, when he was looking for Qingxuan, maybe Qingxuan was also looking for him...

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After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yun Lin's legs were so tired that they were numb, and it was still hard to tell when he looked at the sky.

Suddenly smelling the aroma of rice, Yun Lin suddenly raised his eyes, and a vision appeared before his eyes again, the clear picture should be a memory rather than a dream.

The tall and slender boy hid in a corner, holding a rice bucket and munching on rice. He didn't mind that there were no vegetables on the stove, he just wanted to fill his stomach as soon as possible.

Yun Lin curled his mouth, although the kitchen was dark, he could tell that this young man was Qing Xuan.

At that time, the disciples had already fasted, so he ordered that they were not allowed to eat, because gluttony would delay the progress of practice.

Duan Jinghong could easily deal with it for the human race, but Qingxuan became dizzy after being hungry for a few days for the monster race, so he couldn't help stealing food in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, the door was slightly opened, and the fairy held a candle lamp, looked into the corner and said coldly: "Come out."

The young man was startled, and when he heard the voice of the master, he put down his rice bucket and stood up nervously.

The immortal raised his eyes to look at him, then looked at the rice bucket on the ground, and reprimanded him in a cold voice: "You have been fasted but you are still gluttonous, you are a waste of negligent cultivation."

As soon as the words fell, the immortal turned and left, leaving Qingxuan standing in the dim kitchen in a daze.

Seeing that Qingxuan's eyes were red, Yun Lin's heart throbbed with pain. It's no wonder that he felt resentment for saying such exaggerated words.

The scene changed abruptly, Qingxuan was standing in the room, looking at Qingtuan by the window with a bewildered expression.

Because the master likes it, he also often eats green balls, and in the past few months, he can see a few of them every day, and the number gradually decreases as his cultivation level improves.

He searched for a long time but still didn't know who did it, even the taste was nothing special, even a bit unpalatable...

"Is there someone who admires me?" Qingxuan scratched his head, and simply gave up thinking about it, and took the Qingtuan and devoured it hungrily.

Because of his good life, there are not a few female cultivators in the school who admire him. Qingxuan knows it in his heart but never responds to others.

As the picture dissipated, Yun Lin smiled and rolled his eyes, he felt that Qingxuan was shameless, besides him as a master, who else could care about his disciples like this.

Walking towards Xuying, he gently unlocked the spiritual bag, Yun Lin said with a smile: "I made that youth ball, and it has spiritual energy in it, so it won't affect the progress of cultivation, and it can also fill your stomach."

Qingxuan's eyes trembled, his empty eyes regained some light, he wanted to hug Yun Lin but his consciousness was still weak.

Yun Lin looked at him for a long time, and then he put it in the spirit lock bag, the fusion of the two souls seems to be a little bit more...

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The long road was endless, and Yun Lin's brocade boots were worn out, but he still staggered forward, always holding hope in his heart.

"What's your name?" Hearing the familiar voice, Yun Lin stopped instantly, and he saw two figures, one big and one small, in front of him.

Qingxuan held the candied fruit and stuffed it into the child's hands attentively. His handsome face was pierced by scars, and he looked at it very deeply.

They were in a small building, looking very strange, everything around them was blurred.

The child couldn't see his face clearly, as if he was not afraid of Qingxuan, he took the candied fruit and replied softly: "Yun Ergou..."

Yun Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the illusion was very vague, it should be Qingxuan's dream.

That child must be Qingze, his bloodline with Qingxuan, but Qingxuan chose the name at will without knowing it.

Qingxuan in the illusion smiled and bent his eyes, and asked cautiously: "Where is your father? Is he at home?"

The child asked suspiciously: "I have two fathers? Which one do you want?"

Qingxuan froze all over, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is your father named Yunlin? Another name is Anrong?"

The child nodded vigorously, took another bite of candied fruit, and said foolishly: "Which one are you looking for, young master? I'll go and call it out for you!"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw two people approaching, it really was Yun Lin and An Rong.

Seeing Qing Xuan, Yun Lin hurriedly hid behind Duan Jinghong, and said in horror: "Ergou, come quickly!"

Qing Xuan's eyes turned red, thinking of his appearance, he didn't dare to look at Yun Lin, and suddenly knelt down towards the courtyard gate.

He choked up and begged: "Master, this disciple is wrong, you and your child can go home with me..."

Yun Lin became more and more frightened, and said in a trembling voice, "You have misunderstood the person, this is not your child either!"

Qingxuan's eyes trembled, the phantom of the child really grew ears and tail, shaking left and right uneasily.

After a long silence, he suddenly got up, grabbed Yun Lin directly and trapped her in his arms.

Hanging eyes said: "No matter who it belongs to, you all have to follow me..."