Shen Gurong was scared to death.

No matter how embarrassed or frightened he was, he had never been so embarrassed before. This time, I don't know if it was because the child's tear sockets were shallow, or because he was unprepared to encounter the most feared evil spirit, and he was frightened until the end of his eyes turned red. , a few drops of water fell on the feather eyelashes and they couldn't fall off.

Su Xiyan was frightened by him and hurriedly said: "Eleventh?"

Shen Gurong was in shock. The uncontrollable scream almost made his throat split. He held his throat and coughed for a long time, and the tears on his eyelashes finally fell.

Su Xiyan patted his back gently to comfort him. He glanced at the ice ribbon on the ground and probably guessed what was in it. He sighed and said softly: "I'm not afraid anymore. I'll tell you next time." Go to Xianyun City to help you deal with him."

Shen Gurong's heart was still beating like a drum, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he was distracted.

Su Xiyan comforted him for a while, and when he saw that his breathing finally slowed down, he handed him the ice ribbon from before.

Shen Gurong was frightened and shrank back desperately, refusing to wear it.

Su Xiyan: "This is the one you had before, not the one from Sixth Junior Brother."

Shen Gurong still refused.

Seeing his pale face, Su Xiyan was really frightened, and touched his head distressedly: "Okay, how about we put it on again in a few days?"

Shen Gurong nodded.

Su Xiyan hugged him back to the couch with his legs weak, and said, "Then don't move around. I'll ask Sanshui to come and take care of you."

Shen Gurong was getting under the quilt when he heard this and said dullly: "Yeah."

A moment after Su Xiyan left, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside.

Shen Gurong lifted the corner of the quilt and took a look. Then he realized that there was a white mist in front of his eyes and he couldn't see anything at all.

After the man walked into the room, he reached the bedside skillfully, his footsteps gentle.

Shen Gurong was stunned. Sanshui always acted vigorously no matter what he did. He wished he could hear him from ten miles away when he walked. Why did he change his temper this time?

While he was thinking wildly, Mu Ban's voice came to his ears: "Master?"

One hand reached over and lifted the corner of the quilt above his head a little, revealing a gap where he could breathe easily. Mu Ban said softly: "Senior Brother Sanshui has gone down the mountain. Uncle asked me to come over. Master, what can I do for you?" Order?"

Shen Gurong hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "No, you don't need to do anything, you... you can just sit here."

Mu was not sure why, but he still obeyed and brought a stool to sit beside the bed.

Shen Gurong revealed half of his head and looked at him blankly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

The eyes of a four-year-old child are often the clearest and brightest, but Shen Gurong's pair of shallow pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and there was no light when staring into the void.

Mu Ban had seen Shen Gurong without wearing any ice scarf several times before, but because his aura was so oppressive, people did not dare to look into his eyes.

This time Mu Ban was more courageous and stared straight into Shen Gurong's eyes.

Shen Gurong's eyes were narrow and narrow, because the frightened eyes were still red for a long time, and they looked even more pitiful and helpless as they stared timidly into the void out of focus.

Mu Ban thought to himself, the master's spiritual power was so powerful, how could anyone hurt his eyes? Even if he was hurt, the sixth uncle of Xianyun City should have countless ways to help him heal.

Shen Gurong originally forced his eyes open to look at Mu Ban. Although there was only a moving mass of color in front of him, he could still find some sense of security.

He couldn't help but feel drowsy just looking at it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of countless evil spirits roaring ferociously in front of him, which frightened him so much that he immediately opened his eyes wide and did not dare to sleep again.

Mu Ban looked at it for a long time, feeling a little distressed inexplicably. He moved a stool to sit closer to the bed, bravely stretched out his hand, and gently held Shen Gurong's little hand under the quilt.

Shen Gurong looked at him blankly.

Mu Ban said softly: "I'm here to guard the master."

I don't know why, but Shen Gurong just held the hand of a six-year-old child tightly, and Shen Gurong suddenly felt inexplicably no longer afraid.

Shen Gurong held his hand tightly, buried half of his face in the quilt, and said softly: "Yes."

This time, when I closed my eyes again, the roaring evil ghost no longer appeared in front of me.

Shen Gurong slept for half a day, and when he woke up again it was already dark outside.

There was no light in the room, but the hand still held him tightly, as if it would never let go.

Shen Gurong got up in confusion, wrapped himself in a quilt and fumbled around a few times following his instincts.

Mu Ban was practicing with his eyes closed at the side. As soon as Shen Gurong made any movement, he immediately opened his eyes and took out a neatly folded ice ribbon from the side and stuffed it into Shen Gurong's hand: "Master, ice ribbon."

Shen Gurong was still a little unable to recover, so he took the ice ribbon and was about to tie it over his eyes. When he was about to tie it, he suddenly realized and immediately pulled off the ice ribbon and threw it out.

Mu Ban picked up Bingxiao and said, "Master?"

Shen Gurong stroked his chest and said with a look on his face: "I won't wear it..."

Mu Ban had no choice but to say: "Okay, I won't wear it."

Shen Gurong paused for a while, then saw the darkness outside and asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's three o'clock in the morning."

Shen Gurong was stunned for a moment. He slept for four hours?

Feeling that Mu Ban's hand was still gently holding his, Shen Gurong was a little embarrassed. He had been holding his hand while sleeping?

He coughed dryly, let go of Mu Ban's little hand, and whispered: "You... you go back and rest."

But Mu was relegated and shook his head: "Uncle Shi said that Master can't stay away from people without wearing ice ribbon. I'm here to take care of you."

Shen Gurong was still embarrassed.

Although he had been taken care of by servants since he was a child, he had never been taken care of by such a young child, and he felt inexplicably like child abuse.

Shen Gurong asked him to leave, but Mu Ban still refused to leave.

In the end, Shen Gurong had no choice but to let Mu Ban still sit on the cold bench with him, so he patted the bed and said, "Come on, come up."

Mu Ban sat so hard that his legs were a little numb. Hearing this, he was stunned, and he was stunned: "What?"

Shen Gurong was very frightened today. He originally didn't want Mu to be banished, but he couldn't let a six-year-old child sit on the bench all night just to accompany him, otherwise the entire Liren Peak would be rumored to have Shen Fengxue tomorrow. The abusive pastor was relegated.

"Come to bed." Shen Gurong repeated.

Mu Ban was stunned for a long time before he took off his shirt and shoes in confusion, and was pulled onto the bed by Shen Gurong's hand.

Shen Gurong has been afraid of the cold since he was a child. Before he was ten years old, he often ran to his brother's bed in the middle of the night to keep warm. His brother was a gentle scholar. No matter how much trouble he made, he would never get angry and would even stuff his cold little feet into himself. His arms were warm.

It wasn't until Shen Gurong was twelve years old that his brother got married to a beautiful and charming wife. From then on, Shen Gurong had no shame in going to his brother to keep him warm.

Mu Ban's body was warm and hot, and after Shen Gurong dragged him into the quilt, she couldn't help but press against him.

When Mu Ban came to his senses, his face was full of embarrassment. He wanted to push him away but couldn't, so he could only say dryly: "Master, Master..."

The little master is a small group, and the whole person cannot take up much space next to Mu Ban.

After Shen Gurong came to this world, his hands and feet were cold every day when he slept. This was the first time it was so warm. He sighed happily and said lazily, "Huh?" with a bit of a nasal voice.

Mu Ban whispered: "You are too close."

Shen Gurong opened his eyes and looked at him blankly: "But I'm cold."

Mu Ban: "..."

What else could Mu Ban say, he could only say: "Okay then."

Shen Gurong leaned forward again and rubbed his cheek gently on Mu Ban's arm, acting like a little beast acting like a baby.

Mu Ban was stiffened by his rubbing.

Shen Gurong was not conscious at all. He leaned on a ball of warmth and fell into sleep in a short while.

I don't know if it was finally warm for a while, but Shen Gurong had a sweet dream this time.

In the dream, he taught Mu Ban to become a great master, and Yu Xinghe did not go astray and was taken away by the demon cultivator. Shen Fengxue thanked him and finally sent him home.

At home, everything is as before.

During the Lantern Festival, he took his sister and played wildly on the streets back to Luocheng. He also bought two lanterns for his brother and his sister-in-law, who was pregnant and could not go out.

A gentleman in a green shirt with wide sleeves, holding a bamboo stick, sat by the river where lanterns were placed in Huilu City and played.

The lights were brightly lit, and the gentleman's profile was as if carved from jade.

After he finished playing a song, the girls with lanterns placed around them screamed silently with their red cheeks in their hands.

Shen Gurong led his sister and walked over quickly. The husband tilted his head slightly and smiled at him: "Gurong."

Shen Gurong laughed so hard that his eyes went out and said, "Sir, please teach me how to play bamboo sticks again."

The smile on the gentleman's face froze, as if he was recalling the unbearable past. He coughed dryly and said softly: "Zhuchi is not something that can be learned overnight. Gu Rong will have to be more patient."

Shen Gurong stepped forward and whispered to the gentleman: "Every time Sir plays bamboo sticks, those girls are looking at you. I also want the girls to look at me."

The gentleman was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

Shen Gurong's cheeks turned red when he laughed, and she whispered: "What I said is true."

The gentleman smiled and said, "Gu Rong."

Shen Gurong raised his head slightly: "Huh?"

The gentleman turned his back to the lights across the river, lowered his eyes, and said softly.

"Have you finished copying today's book?"
To be continued...