Lian, who was originally serving soup, paused when she heard this sentence and looked over with complicated eyes: "Where did you hear it?"
Qingyin frowned, and she clearly saw the panic in her master's eyes.
What does that sentence mean, and why does even Master react so much when he hears it?
"I was in Wenhua Palace today and accidentally flipped through an ancient book. I saw this sentence on it. I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while, so I came back to ask my teacher." Qingyin said, her clear eyes never moved away
Lian's jade-like cheeks.
"This sentence has no meaning, you don't have to take it to your heart." Lian lowered her eyes, blocking the light in her eyes, and continued to serve the soup with her fair and slender hands. After filling a bowl of soup, she handed it to her disciple.
"Drink."
Qingyin took it, held it with both hands, and the soup was filled with fragrance, but she lost her appetite.
Lian naturally noticed the lost expression of the little disciple, and spoke lightly, opening up a topic, "Why are you alone, Xiaobao?"
"Oh. She is still sleeping!" Qingyin pointed to her shoulder bag and smiled.
Lian shook her head, sighed softly, stood up, and said, "I'm going to meditate for the master. After eating, you can put the bowls and chopsticks here."
"Yes, Master." Looking at Master's back, Qingyin curled her lips, and she was completely relieved.
In the past, the master would have left after she finished her meal and finished it, but this time, the master obviously left on purpose, and she knew very well.
The master must be very clear about the meaning of that sentence.
What exactly is he escaping?
There was also old man Ziwei who had helped him, but he was panicked and drove her away, so that she had not asked him about his master and Fairy Bibo.
Thinking of this, Qingyin really has no appetite.
He simply woke up Xiaobao, who was still snoring slightly, and let her eat the big table clean.
The next day, when Qingyin was about to go to Wenhua Palace for class, she accidentally discovered that her master was not in the room.
However, he found a note in his room: If you have something to do for your teacher, come back in three days, don’t hang up.
"Hmph! Master actually left without saying hello!" Qingyin bit her lip, pinched the note into a ball, and then threw it into the eternal lamp next to it, burning it into ashes.
"Okay, okay! Go to class quickly, if you don't go, you will be late!" Xiaobao urged on the side.
Qingyin sighed in her heart and raised her foot and walked past the threshold.
Suddenly, she stopped and happened to collide with Xiaobao who was buried in the back.
"Oh...my head!" Xiaobao's eyes were filled with pain, "Okay, what are you doing when you stop?"
Qingyin held back the swelling and pain and asked, "Xiaobao, do you know where the master has gone?"
Xiaobao paused, stopped rubbing his head, and looked at her with innocent eyes, "You look down on me too much! I, a little fairy, how could I know the traces of Lord Lian? Okay, don't be blind
If you think about it, you will be really late if you don’t go.”
Qingyin has been paying attention to the changes in Xiaobao's expression on her face, and she really has no idea what is wrong.
She said, "Today, I'll do it myself."
"How can this work? I'm responsible for protecting you!" Xiaobao frowned.
"Protect me? When did you go with me, you didn't sleep well?" Qingyin said angrily, "I decided that. I'll leave first."