Chen Gurong swept over the silent disciple one by one, suppressed the joy in his heart, and said, "Have you ever played the 'ghost hiding' in the mortal world?"

Li Suobu said, "I have played it, but I have played it when I was young."

Chen Gurong said, "I'll do it again today - give you a stick of incense stick. After you hide it, you can take out the meditation tale. If the meditation tale explodes and I catch it, it will fail."

Everyone: "..."

Never heard of a test like this in the meditation class!

Seeing that they were motionless, Chen Gurong seemed to be confused and said with a smile: "A stick of incense."

As soon as this said, Li Suo immediately rushed out with his people.

Yu Xinghe also wanted to run with him. Mu Zhe grabbed him and frowned and said, "We don't need to take a meditation class."

Yu Xinghe's eyes shine: "It's fun to hide and seek with his master!"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Chen Gurong's evil laughter was still echoing in his ears. Mu Zui pursed his lips and said again: "Maybe it's not fun. Listen to me, don't go."

Yu Xinghe blinked: "But..."

At the age of Yu Xinghe, Mu Zhe was just the time to play. Seeing that he didn't listen to advice, Mu Zhe had to let go and let him go.

In just a few breaths, the only thing left in Zhibai Hall was Shen Gu Rong and Mu Zhe who practiced calligraphy.

The carved wooden windows on both sides of Zhibai Hall are opened, the bamboo curtains are hanging down, and the wind is wrapped around the heat of the heat passing through the hall.

Chen Gurong was not in a hurry to find the disciples hiding in every corner of Changying Mountain. Instead, he sat slowly on the cushion beside Mu Zhe, with a crane buckle on his shoulders, and his lower jaw slightly closed his eyes, feeling a little drowsy.

Originally, Mu Zhe could still practice calligraphy without changing his face, but half an hour passed, and Chen Gurong had already supported his jaw and seemed to have fallen asleep. He finally couldn't help it, put down his pen and whispered: "Master."

He always felt... Chen Gurong seemed to be playing tricks on the other side.

Chen Gurong responded vaguely, because his sleepiness was filled with a vague nasal sound: "What?"

His voice was a bit seductive and low. Mu Zhe felt his ears itchy. He touched his earlobe unnaturally and said, "It's been half an hour."

Chen Gurong felt a little sleepy, probably because he had not recovered from his serious injury. He said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

After saying that, he continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Mu Zhe said: "Don't you go to find them?"

He regretted it after he said it.

What a person Chen Fengxue is? No matter what he does, there is a reason for him. Even if he is deliberately funny, it is not his turn to intervene.

Mu Zhe lowered his head pale, because Chen Fengxue's gentleness over the past few days made Mu Zhe almost forget what kind of person he was.

Chen Gurong opened his feather eyelashes lazily, turned his head and glanced at Mu Zhe, and suddenly said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Mu Zhe's hand shook slightly and said awkwardly: "I dare not."

Chen Gurong didn't say much and answered his previous question: "The talisman of meditation needs to be meditation for two hours to not be broken. It's only half an hour, why are you anxious?"

Mu Zhe was stunned, as if he didn't expect that Chen Gurong would answer this transcendent question.

Chen Gurong didn't see his strange expression, so he continued to close his eyes and take a nap.

Chen Gurong acted recklessly by nature. He pretended to be cold these two days and made him feel very worried. When he was indulged, he would have wanted to lie on the ground and roll on the ground if Mu Zui was not here.

As soon as he relaxed, he took a nap in Zhibaitang for three hours.

Mu Zhe started with "Is he really playing with his senior brother and the others?", and finally, "He is really having fun for himself."

Finally, Mu Zui thought about Li Suocai's serious illness and plucked up his courage to call Chen Gu Rong: "Master, Master?"

Chen Gurong didn't know where he got his ability, but just sat there for a nap, and the ice silk on his eyes could be tossed. After being woken up, he vaguely said, not knowing what he said, and instinctively touched the belt on his clothes on his eyes.

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe's lips moved slightly, he bent his knees and picked up the ice silk on the shear of his clothes and placed it in the palm of Chen Gurong's palm.

Chen Gurong then covered Bingxiao, and he said lazily: "When is it?"

Mu Zhe said in a word: "Three hours have passed."

Chen Gurong: "..."

It's already afternoon.

He stood up and said vaguely: "It's time to take a nap."

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe couldn't bear it anymore, so he took a deep breath and reminded him tactfully: "Master, Senior Brother Li Suo and the others are still hiding in Changying Mountain."

Chen Gurong was stunned. After Mu Zhe reminded him, he remembered that he was still doing such unethical things.

He was not panicked, and took out the chalcedony from his sleeve to find Xi Guxing.

Xi Guxing's voice soon came from the chalcedony: "Are you going to die again?"

Chen Gurong yawned and said sadly: "You will come to Li Suo and the others."

Xi Guxing: "What?"

"They hid in Changying Mountain for half a day, and the meditation class should have passed."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing probably guessed Chen Gurong's teaching method and was silent for a long time before saying: "Chen Fengxue, they scolded him correctly, you are really a beast in clothing."

Chen Gurong: "..."

I kindly help you with a lesson, why are you still scolding me?

Half an hour later, Xi Guxing walked into Zhibai Hall with a group of disciples who were so hot that they were about to be wilted by the scorching sun.

Changying Mountain is comparable to the end of the heat. At noon, the weather was as hot as fire. The disciples were too afraid of Shen Gu Rong. After hiding it, they didn't dare to move. Because they were too focused, the meditation talisman between their eyebrows was maintained for three hours and not broken.

All the disciples are so quiet that they want to see through the world. If Xi Guxing goes a little later, most of the disciples of Liren Peak will have to practice Buddhism.

The disciples stood back to the desk in a depressed manner, lowered their hands slightly, and bowed to Chen Gurong.

Chen Gurong glanced at him and found that the fear of these disciples seemed to be deeper.

Chen Gurong didn't know where the evil habit came from. When he saw that others were afraid that he would be in a happy mood, he seemed to smile: "Have you passed the exam?"

Xi Guxing also smiled slightly and said, "I have passed the exam, but the Holy Lord teaches him better."

Chen Gurong said reservedly: "Excessive award."

Xi Guxing: "..."

All the disciples were silent and did not even dare to say anything when Li Suo, who was usually happy.

Xi Guxing raised his hand and waved his hand: "It's all gone. If you fail the Jingxin class next time, think about Feng Xue Shengjun's teaching today."

Everyone shook again.

Li Suo bowed and said in unison with other disciples: "Thank you for your teachings."

This lesson will be unforgettable for life.

After everyone left, Chen Gurong held his jaw and his voice was a little lazy as he just woke up: "Senior brother, when will the next time the meditation class be?"

Xi Guxing glanced at him angrily: "Do you want to tease them again? You're a little conscience, Chen Shiyi."

Chen Gurong gently curled the corner of his lips: "But I can't use my spiritual power absurdly during this period. It's too boring to stay in Fan Jiangju all day."

Xi Guxing glanced at Mu Zhe who was cleaning up his copybook, his eyes full of coldness.

Mu Zhe knew that the headmaster couldn't stand him, and his face was pale, and his subordinates were busy speeding up their movements.

He stood up with the copybook in his arms and bowed.

Just as he was about to leave, Chen Gurong suddenly said, "Mu Zhe stayed."

Chen Gurong has been thinking about going to the library to check the map and confirming whether "Huitingcheng" exists in this world. Although he thinks it is impossible, Chen Gurong still feels that it is safer to be sure.

Otherwise, he would always feel inexplicable uneasiness and panic with a face that was so similar to himself.

Chen Gu Rong only knows the approximate location of the library in Lirenfeng. He who can be lost on eight hundred streets will definitely not be able to reach him by himself.

After thinking about it, Chen Gurong decided to let Mu Zui take him there, and by the way, he could find a reason to bring the two of them closer to their stiff master-apprentice relationship.

But in Mu Zhe's view, every time Chen Fengxue said the four words "Mu Zhe stayed", he would always suffer from purgatory-like pain afterwards.

When Mu Edward heard this, his mind had not yet reacted, and his body instinctively trembled.

Xi Guxing swept the fear that could not be dissipated in his eyes and sneered: "Don't stay, go."

Mu Ed's face looked even more ugly. His legs became slightly soft, he pursed his lips and said "Yes", turning around and leaving.

After Mu Zui walked out of Zhibai Hall, he recalled the cold and frosty face of Shen Gu Rong, and always felt a little sour in his heart.

He stared at Yan Ri and stood outside Zhibai Hall for a while before hesitating to try to activate the spiritual power in his body.

Chen Gurong's voice exploded suddenly, almost scaring Mu Zhe.

"Don't leave!"
To be continued...