Chapter 812 Master is the person I respect and love the most
Zhong Yu and Gong Xueqi trembled because they felt that their master was angry.
You shouldn't talk about Master casually, they are wrong.
Both of them asked for orders to go out on inspection without lunch.
Shen Zhimu nodded in agreement.
Nan Qing looked at the two people leaving: "Master, are senior sister and senior brother really not hungry?"
"They are becoming more and more rude and lax. They are not allowed to have lunch as a punishment." Shen Zhimu came to the table and sat down.
Nan Qing was confused: "Why are senior sister and senior brother so rude? What just happened?"
Shen Zhimu raised his eyes and looked at the simple and ignorant young apprentice in front of him, and suddenly felt a little relieved that he also had a simple and sensible young apprentice.
"Nan Nan, don't imitate them."
"Well, if you don't learn, that's not right. Master, I shouldn't learn anything from them, right?"
Shen Zhimu didn't say anything, only said: "You must respect and love your elders."
"Of course, apart from my father, Master, you are the person I respect and love the most."
Shen Zhimu's hand stopped when he was about to take the teapot. His dark eyes quickly raised and met the innocent eyes of the girl opposite him. He was in a daze for a moment and then lowered his eyes.
I respect the person I love the most. This is how respect and love are understood.
It's because he thinks too much.
Shen Zhimu's heart felt astringent.
The meal seemed peaceful, but it slowly became turbulent.
The demon soul sighed: "Little girl, your master is not a serious person."
"Still quite serious."
"Yeah, it's still a bit serious. If you're not serious, I'll probably drag you into bed and turn everything upside down."
"...."
This demon soul speaks without restraint.
After having lunch and resting for a while, we went back together with the sword in the afternoon.
It was cold in the Yujianfeng Conference, and Nan Qing was wrapped in a cloak and held in Shen Zhimu's arms the whole time. The cloak was very thick, and she seemed to be wrapped in a quilt.
When they arrived at Tianzongmen, Shen Zhimu wanted to see the leader.
As a handyman, Mu Sang should live in the outer courtyard of Tianzong Gate. He cannot enter the inner courtyard, let alone go to the major elder peaks privately.
At this time, Nan Qing came to the rescue: "Sister, our Zhufeng has been deserted and there are many empty houses. Why don't we let Mu Sang follow us to live in Zhufeng? His fearful temper may make it difficult to get along with others, and he happens to be with us.
Be more familiar."
"This matter needs to be discussed with Master." Gong Xueqi also felt that what the junior sister said was reasonable.
Mu Sang raised his head, his eyes obviously full of expectation.
Zhong Yu: "There is no need to report the Zhufeng outhouse to Master."
Gong Xueqi also thought of it: "Yes, there are several houses further away on Zhufeng. It's only a tea time's walk to the main peak. Mu Sang, are you willing to live there?"
"willing."
Zhong Yu: "It's just that the house hasn't been inhabited for a long time and it's very dusty. We'll help you clean it up."
Bamboo Peak Outhouse.
The small courtyard house is located in the mountains. It has not been lived in for many years and looks a bit dirty.
But in fact, the wood used to build the house is of the highest quality, has not been eaten by insects, is very strong, and the furnishings of the house are also very complete.
Mu Sang came in with water and saw three spotless men in white clothes busy scrubbing the room.
The Tianzong Sect has regulations that the disciples in the sect are not allowed to use immortal magic on a daily basis. When going back to the mountain, they can only use swords at the mountain gate and walk in. Unless summoned by the elder immortal master, they are not allowed to use swords in the mountains on weekdays.
Mu Sang has seen too many demons and evil people, and he believes that there are many evil people in the world and very few good people.
Gong Xueqi is the kindest and kindest person he has ever met.
"Little junior sister, come here, I'll pinch your sleeve, it's about to get stained on your sleeve," Zhong Yu said.
Nan Qing walked over and stretched out his hand.
Mu Sang looked at the two of them.
All of them are direct disciples of the elder of the Tianzong sect. They help a handyman clean up his house without any sense of identity.
"Mu Sang, why are you standing there in a daze?" Gong Xueqi came over with a cloth: "The inner room has been cleaned. It's no problem for you to stay tonight. I guess we won't have time to clean up the other side rooms and the weeds in the yard today.
Once it’s clean, we’ll come back to help you tomorrow.”
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
Mu Sang thanked them very much: "Thank you very much. I can clean the rest myself. You still have to practice on weekdays. Don't delay because of these small things. I can do it myself."
