eurekapd Chapter 17 Call Again
Chapter 17 Call Again
After saying that, he tore off his tattered robe and strode towards the Discipline Hall.
The other three hesitated for a moment, then followed tremblingly under Chen Xiu's cold gaze.
Soon, only Chen Xiu and Chu Xinglan were left here.
Chen Xiu no longer had the sharpness he had just now, and he looked at the stunned Chu Xinglan with a worried look on his face.
"Xinglan, are you okay? Don't listen to their nonsense."
"They are..."
Chu Xinglan raised his eyes and looked at him, "What is it?"
Chen Xiu looked at his red and dancing pupils and swallowed back the rest of the words he wanted to say to comfort him.
Chu Xinglan chuckled, "Are you jealous of me? Do you think I'm unworthy?"
"no……"
Chu Xinglan nodded, "You are the first disciple of the master, the next master of Cangqiong. You already knew that Sang Yunqi wanted to take me as his disciple, so there is naturally nothing to be jealous of."
"Xing Lan!"
Chen Xiu was a little anxious, but he didn't know what to say.
Although the apprenticeship ceremony was just yesterday, it was not the first time he heard people talking about Chu Xinglan.
Even after Sang Yunqi took him away, all kinds of discussions were already rampant.
Not only the new disciples, but even some disciples who have been disciples for several years have a lot of ideas in their minds.
Didn’t Chen Xiu have any delusions or jealousy at the beginning?
It's just that he knew more about the inside story and knew that those were all his wishful thinking.
As for Chu Xinglan, they had been together before, and he knew better that Chu Xinglan had no choice, so he felt more distressed.
After thinking for a while, he took out the communication jade slip and sent a message out.
When I looked up again, I found Chu Xinglan catching butterflies in the grass by the roadside.
Jumping and fluttering around happily.
"???"
As if sensing his gaze, Chu Xinglan looked over and spoke in a clear, boyish voice with a hint of joy.
"Chen Xiu, come and help me catch butterflies!"
"The butterflies here are so beautiful. I have never seen them in the back mountain. I want to catch them and bring them back so that Sang Yunqi can see them too!"
For a moment, Chen Xiu doubted whether he had been overthinking. He shook his head and quickly ran over.
"It's still the same old rule. Let's see who catches more."
"it is good."
……
When Song Ling came over, he saw Senior Brother Chen, who was covered in grass leaves, and Chu Xinglan, who was covered in dust. The man and the beast were each holding a glass bottle with a butterfly in it.
"..."
"Big Brother, Xinglan, what are you doing?"
Chu Xinglan was very happy to see Song Ling and waved his paw at him.
"Would you like to join us in a butterfly catching competition?"
Although he didn't know why he had to catch butterflies, Song Ling quickly got into the state.
"Competition? We don't have any spiritual power, how can we beat the eldest brother?"
Chen Xiu wiped the sweat from his face and explained with a smile.
"I don't use spiritual power, so we just rely on our own abilities."
Song Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was obviously very interested in this matter.
"Then we have to start over from now on!"
"Of course, come on, come on!"
……
In the evening, Chu Xinglan, holding three large bottles of butterflies, was carried back to the back mountain by Chen Xiu.
Obviously, all the ones Song Ling and Chen Xiu caught were also given to him.
"Thank you, Chen Xiu. I know you specially asked Song Ling to come here."
Chen Xiu rubbed his head and said, "What is there to thank me for? You are my ancestor now, so of course I have to make you happy."
"I was counting on you to give me some more spiritual fruits and medicines."
Chu Xinglan patted his chest with his little paws when he heard this, "Don't worry, I've already told Sang Yunqi about this. He even taught me how to identify which ones you can eat and which ones you can't."
Chen Xiu listened to him calling the ancestor's name directly, and he tried to hold it in but couldn't help but reminded him.
"Xinglan, from now on you have to call the ancestor Master. You are already master and disciple. Regardless of what happens in private, you still must not lose your manners in front of outsiders."
Chu Xinglan had never paid attention to this matter. Sang Yunqi had no objection to him calling him that before.
But what happened today made him realize that he was not qualified to do whatever he wanted, and at least he had to pretend to be nice.
He knew Chen Xiu meant well, but he couldn't help but tease him.
"Then you will call me little ancestor when you see me next time?"
"Yes, little ancestor."
The two of them were talking, and soon they arrived at the only courtyard.
Sang Yunqi was sitting on a lounge chair under a tree, reading a book in his hand.
Chu Xinglan jumped out of Chen Xiu's arms and ran towards Sang Yunqi happily.
"Master, I'm back!"
Sang Yunqi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly, and asked.
"What did you call me just now?"
Chu Xinglan smiled and crawled along Sang Yunqi's legs to his chest, wagging his tail and replied, "Master, isn't that right?"
Sang Yunqi threw the book aside and supported himself with one hand to sit up.
"Scream again."
"Master~"
Sang Yunqi couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. This title, which he had never felt anything about before, seemed very different when it came out of Chu Xinglan's mouth.
Makes him...like it very much.
Chu Xinglan thought about it and pushed all the butterfly bottles in his hand to Sang Yunqi.
"Master, this is my apprenticeship gift."
Sang Yunqi raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the tracking butterfly that was running around in the glass bottle and trying desperately to escape.
Are they catching back all the treasures that Xu Zhuo had raised with great difficulty?
I don’t know how Xu Zhuo will be upset when he finds out. Thinking of this, Sang Yunqi felt even happier.
"I love so much."
As he spoke, he collected all the butterflies and took out a key and handed it to Chu Xinglan.
"This is the key to my storage room. Take whatever you like."
Chen Xiu, who had been acting as an invisible man nearby, looked at the key with red eyes full of envy.
He had heard from the headmaster that the ancestor's storage room contained any item that would cause the world of cultivation to fight over, so he really wanted to take a look and broaden his horizons.
However, seeing the two of them acting as if no one was around, Chen Xiu wisely left first, otherwise he was afraid he would not be able to control himself.
Chu Xinglan didn't know the value of this thing, so he casually put it into his bell, planning to go in and take a look when he had nothing to do.
But right now, he has more important things to do.
"Master, please teach me how to practice."
Sang Yunqi had anticipated his idea and directly took out a scroll of bamboo slips, but it was not the fiery red one that he had shown Chu Xinglan before.
"The demon race is different from the human race. This is the technique I compiled that is suitable for your early stage of body training. You can practice the technique when your body is strong enough."
Chu Xinglan took it curiously, opened it, and the iron-like and silver-hooked handwriting caught his eyes.
Moreover, each word seemed to contain something, he could feel it, and he even felt dizzy after staring at it for too long.
Sang Yunqi saw him shaking his head and laughed a little, but still explained.
"Each word on this scroll contains a hint of Taoism. It is too profound for you now. It is not suitable for you to stare at it for a long time."
"Take a quick look at the content first, and we'll start practicing according to the plan tomorrow."
"Let me tell you in advance, if you can't finish it, I will punish you."
Chu Xinglan nodded randomly, but his eyes were still reluctant to leave the scroll.
It was getting dark, and Sang Yunqi planned to carry it back to rest.
Chu Xinglan, who had originally forgotten what happened in the morning, suddenly stopped at the door of Sang Yunqi's room.
"I...I'll go sleep in another room."