Chen Gurong panicked for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

If there were really ghost cultivators, Chen Fengxue's instinct would not have no reaction.

Chen Gurong walked slowly, gently carried Mu Zhe and put it on the couch.

Mu Zhe's face was covered in sweat, gasping heavily, his brows were frowning tightly, looking very uncomfortable.

Chen Gurong pretended to investigate, but couldn't find out what was going on.

At this moment, the white crane from Lotus Lake flew into the courtyard, transformed into a human, nodded and said, "Saint Lord, the head teacher asked me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Gurong said to him: "Come."

Bai He was stunned and tentatively entered the room. He glanced at Mu Zui, who was lying on the couch with pain.

Bai He immediately lowered his head and dared not look again.

Chen Gurong said: "Look at what's wrong with him?"

Bai He looked disbelief and immediately knelt down and apologized: "Bai He dare not!"

Chen Gurong looked confused. Why didn’t he dare? Why didn’t he dare?

The white crane also began to shake.

Chen Gurong thought for a moment and his face turned green.

Does this Baihe think that the little protagonist is tortured by himself again?

Chen Gurong kicked the beast Chen Fengxue's hat away with one foot, pointed at Mu Zhuo and said, "I dare not, look."

Bai He was so scared that he did not dare to disobey, so he had to try to get up and take a look at Mu Zui.

After a moment, he looked a little strange. He secretly glanced at Chen Gurong who was drinking hot tea, and then said quietly: "Saint Lord, he... is the last one."

Chen Gurong almost sprayed out a mouthful of hot tea. Is this heatstroke?

Only then did Chen Gurong realize that long-winning... long-winning is hot summer.

Although he was chilling everywhere, the sun was hot for others.

It was obviously so hot, he even threw a buckle to the little protagonist.

Chen Gurong: "..."

Excessive enthusiasm.

Chen Gurong's face was strange, and when he met Bai He's expression that "The Holy Lord is tormenting Mu Xu again", the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Bai He hurriedly said, "Just feed some warm water, so that the heat will be relieved and you will get better after a night's sleep."

Chen Gurong nodded and then said, "What did the head teacher ask you to come and find me?"

Bai He then remembered the serious matter: "The head teacher asked Bai He to tell you that the meditation class tomorrow will be in charge of Zhibaitang."

Chen Gu Rong was confused, Zhibaitang? A class of meditation?

He was just over 16 years old and had to go to the private schools around him to listen to his teacher's lectures every day. Now that he has changed his identity, he actually has to teach others in reverse?

Chen Gurong recalled his irreconcilable virtue and thought that this was not a misleading child?

And what exactly is the meditation class?

Seeing that Chen Gu Rong began to get out of sight, Bai He tried to ask: "Holy Lord?"

Chen Gurong said vaguely: "Well, okay, I remember."

Baihe nodded and saluted respectfully and left.

Chen Gurong put on his outer robe and stood up to feed Mu Ei some water.

He grew up with a rich and elegant life since he was a child, and he never served anyone else. He fed half a cup of water and only drank two sips, and the rest was sprinkled on his collar and neck.

Chen Gurong felt a little guilty and raised his hand to wipe it randomly. Seeing Mu Zhe's pale face, he felt guilty and quickly turned around and left.

He thought for a long time, slowly searched on the bookshelf, and finally found a meditation sutra in the corner.

Chen Gurong leaned against the soft couch and planned to send Mu Zhe back to the side courtyard after reading the book.

He narrowed his eyes and turned on the first page.

After reading a few lines, I fell asleep directly.

The Heart Sutra is indeed meditating.

Late at night, Mu Zhe finally woke up in dizziness.

He rubbed his painful head and stood up slowly. Before he could realize what was around, he heard a muffled sound from the window.

Mu Ei was shocked and looked at the eternal lights inside.

There is a bed in the inner room of Fan Jiangju. A small soft couch was placed by the window that was only enough to lie alone. Chen Gurong originally stayed on the soft couch for a nap, but his sleeping position was not very good. He was so sleeping that he turned over and turned directly from the soft couch to the ground.

Mu Zhu: "..."

Even though he fell down, Chen Gurong was still asleep properly. He just vaguely said, rubbed his forehead, and continued to fall asleep in his messy robe.

His white hair spread on the ground, and the moonlight and candlelight gently sprinkled, reflecting silver lights like rivers.

Mu Ei looked at the master lying on the ground, his face full of indescribable expression.

I don’t know if Chen Gurong’s actions were too stupid. Mu Zhe watched for a long time, and most of the fear that appeared in his instinctively disappeared.

He rubbed his eyebrows, fell down and squatted in front of Shen Gurong, and said softly: "Master?"

Chen Gurong was sleeping well and was quarreled. He moaned vaguely, raised his white hands to cover his ears, and his voice seemed to be acting coquettish.

"Sir, I will copy the book tomorrow, don't tell your mother."

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zui suspected that he was having a ridiculous dream, otherwise why would Master Qingleng, who was unattainable on weekdays, speak such coquettish murmurs?

He was stunned, and Chen Gurong stretched out his hand vaguely and grabbed Mu Zhe's slender wrist.

Mu Zhe shook all over and looked at him in shock.

Chen Gurong was stunned. He gently shook Mu Zhe's wrist and said softly: "Please, thank you sir."

As he said that, his hands drooped and he continued to sleep soundly.

Mu Zhuo: “…………”

The next day, Chen Gurong struggled to get up after hearing Chen Zhong. He stayed for a long time before realizing that he was lying on the bed.

Chen Gurong was a little confused. Didn’t he lie on the soft couch by the window yesterday?

When did you get into bed?

Where is Mu's exile?

He started the things he had to do every day after getting up - looking for Bingxiao.

This time, he reached out and touched the small table at the head of the bed for a few times, and then grabbed a neatly stacked ball of ice silk.

After tied Bingxiao, he looked around and found that Mu Zhe had disappeared.

Chen Gurong was a little confused. How did he fall up yesterday?

Could it be that Mu Zhe brought him up?

Hiss, he is worthy of being the protagonist, and he is so strong at such a young age.

However, Mu Zhe was tortured by Chen Fengxue, and he was willing to move him to the couch. Could it be that the little protagonist's impression of him being a "beast in clothes" has changed slightly?

Greeting and congratulations.

As he thought, the white crane spread its wings and flew over and said respectfully: "Saint Lord, the morning class in Changying Mountain has begun."

Chen Gurong was stunned and realized the morning class.

He responded guiltily, changed his clothes, and went to Zhibaitang in Changying Mountain with his teeth.

The cable bridge next to the Bodhi tree was a hundred feet high. Chen Gurong slowly walked towards the cable bridge in his outer robe and swept towards the two dumplings at the cable bridge.

Yu Xinghe ran around Mu Zhe, still calling out a mess of things in his mouth. Mu Zhe glanced at him indifferently, pulled his collar and dragged him towards the suspension bridge.

Mu Zhe said lightly: "What are you doing when you look for Master?"

Yu Xinghe bulged his mouth: "You met Master yesterday, and I want to see you too!"

Yu Xinghe was three days late for Mu Ze, but he could only call his senior brother. Such a young child is very competitive. Except for his master's ranking, he has no choice but to beat Mu Ze in other places.

When Mu Zhe met his master, Yu Xinghe also wanted to see him;

Mu Zhe practiced ten pages of copybooks today, and Yu Xinghe must write eleven pages.

Very competitive.

The cable bridge is very long, and the two children are not very heavy. When the strong wind blows, they almost can't stand steadily.

But they seemed to be used to it, their faces remained unchanged, and they held the chains until the wind was stable before continuing to walk.

Chen Gurong looked aside and was a little scared, fearing that the two children would be blown down by the wind.
To be continued...