Huo Junxiao looked up at the sky silently, his expression as if he was about to overcome the heavenly tribulation in the next second.

He complained in his heart that God was fooling around and didn't say hello for five seconds, then put down his arms, stood up straight, looked down at Bai Ke with his head down, and his expression returned to his usual calmness and depth. He reached out to take the ancient book that Bai Ke was holding with disgust and said, "Let's go, I'll teach you word by word."

Then he naturally hugged Bai Ke and walked into the room with great strides.

Outside the house, Lin Jie, who was lying in front of a low bamboo table, holding another ancient book, turned around with a "fuck" look on his face, and said to Jun Xiao's back in the house: "Master! I don't know either! Add me to the small stove! Unity is the strength! Learning together is endless fun!"

The answer to him was a "bang--" sound of the door closing.

Lin Jie: "..." Master is very hard at being able to close the wooden door with such a crisp sound...

Then Jun Xiao's cold and stern voice came out through the flower window: "Have you read ten years of books into the peanut belly? I can't finish reading before sunset, and I will punish you tomorrow, so I have no negotiation."

Peanuts lying in Yunzhu's afternoon snoring silently raised their mighty and majestic head, squinted their eyes at the closed room, snorted from their nose, and their big head fell back on the overlapping front paws with a "bang" sound, and fell asleep.

Lin Jie: "...Do you know that you are so partial to your master?!" Are you sorry?

Junxiao: "I know."

Lin Jie: "...You are so cruel, your master knows that you are!!"

Jun Xiao: "He was more cruel to me than to you."

Lin Jie: "..."

Bai Ke, who entered the house, looked subtle again: "..."

Yu Xian, who was carrying the wine pot and swaying from a corner of the secret realm, put the wine pot in front of Lin Jie's table with a bang, sat down cross-legged with his sleeves, and said, "Why are you stunned when you look at that little dilapidated house? Ah? The door is blooming? Lazy is the most unstoppable. Come on, I'll watch you learn! I can't finish reading this book before sunset and let peanuts chew you as extra meals or not?"

Lin Jie: "..." Such cruelty is indeed passed down from generation to generation! This kind of thing that the master loves is indeed only found in books!

When Jun Xiao entered the room, he flicked his sleeves, and the original stone table and bench disappeared, replaced by a table in front of the flower window and two chairs in front of the table.

Bai Ke walked towards the table and looked back at the closed door and said, "Will it be inappropriate to just lock Lin Jie outside like this..."

Jun Xiao had no expression on his face and did not look back. He said lightly, "It's too bad, I can't see it." But he thought silently in his heart: It's natural that the two of them are enough for reading such a unique and elegant thing.

It can be seen that this guy is to some extent well-known to his master in his previous life. He would rather die than show off.

He placed the ancient books on the table, pulled a chair and let Bai Ke sit on it, while he sat sideways. His posture was quite stance like parents urging their children to read.

Bai Ke moved a little awkwardly. He had never been taught so close to him. Even Fat Aunt gave him a small meal alone, and she was facing each other through a square table.

Jun Xiao was probably a little short on this table, but it was just right for Bai Ke. I don’t know what kind of wood he changed casually. I just felt that the black and brown table surface was simple and heavy, with a faint fragrance that made people feel at ease.

Outside the lattice wood carved with cranes and bamboo leaves is swaying clouds and bamboo leaves. A little further away is an extremely tall and stout flower tree. I don’t know what it is. I just feel that small clusters of white flowers are falling and half-covered under the branches and leaves. With the leisurely wind in the secret realm, some scattered petals fall from time to time and fall into the panes, which is very elegant.

Not to mention ordinary people, such a scenery has a very peaceful and tranquil taste even in Bai Ke's eyes.

Even Bai Ke, who was ignorant of words, looked at the ancient books on the table in this atmosphere and looked at the table with less disgust, and the words like ghost-like talismans became much more beautiful.

Huo Junxiao has lived for more than 5,000 years. He probably never taught people so patiently to read, but he did not feel bored at all. Instead, he was satisfied with unprecedented satisfaction.

He looked at Bai Ke's thin silhouette at his desk, listened to the vague song of birds in the forest outside, and felt a gentle and quiet heart in his heart, and the past thousands of years ago came one after another.

At that time, he had not joined Yusheng's disciple and lived in his house. His father, General Huo, personally chose the seat for their two brothers. He was a master who was full of knowledge but was not sour. He also talked about military affairs.

He was five years younger than Lingyun. Although the two of them learned very differently with the same Master, and the Master treated them differently.

Huo Lingyun has been a regular and obedient since childhood, steady and self-supportive. He has a very good demeanor at a young age, especially interested in military books. When the Master taught him, he was very relaxed.

But Jun Xiao is different. He has been a demon king since he was a child. He is neither like his gentle and virtuous mother nor his righteous father. He goes to the room to lift the tiles and cats and dogs to pull his beard and braids to do everything. He is so skinny. The master blew his beard and stares every day, dragging his thin body like a stick to chase Jun Xiao to give lectures.

It’s also a blessing that this Master said something is not boring, otherwise Jun Xiao would probably be even more slutty.

However, it can also be seen that he has not had such a thing as patience since he came out of his womb.

Later, he was kidnapped by human trafficker Yu Xian to Yu Sheng Sect. At first, he was a guy who couldn't sit on a stool, until he became bold enough to provoke the head Bai Lingchen.

If Bai Lingchen was a teacher, he would have to be rebelled by his students. Later, Jun Xiao recalled what happened at that time and thought that objectively speaking, Bai Lingchen was a bastard compared to the master of the general's mansion. Because he didn't know anything else, he would only have one way to copy books in ten thousand years.

At first, when Jun Xiao was carried and threw it into the bookstore, facing the scriptures full of eyes, he felt that he could not breathe! Even if he sat down to copy the book, he scratched his ears and cheeks, which was comparable to the wild monkey who was the least determined in the back mountain. He always copied two lines and grabbed his hair; copied two lines and yawned; after copying one page, he had to chew the bookshelf twice to vent his anger.

After that, he was punished more and more, and his concentration became more and more numb. His dog-like word was improved.

But this concentration is probably limited to being forced to copy books and for a limited time.

Later, he joined the leader Bai Lingchen's sect. After getting along for a long time, the essence of his high-rise flower-like master gradually became exposed.

The way that man taught his apprentices was so irresponsible. Every time he and his junior brother and sister were brought to the hall, they threw a collection of books and took a few pages by themselves, and they would pick one or two places in his cold and cold voice, and then they would just say a few more words, and then they would finish a volume of books and tea, and then they would leave a sentence: "I understand it myself." They floated out and disappeared all day long.

Poor junior brother Wu Nan held the book all day and forgot to eat and sleep. Just for his word "未" and became a white dough piece that could not be said for three days. The little junior sister Chen Han was even more miserable. She hugged the book and lay on the ground, flipping through the book that she couldn't understand a few words at all, flipping through the page and crying again, and cried again, making the whole book full of snot and tears.

Just Jun Xiao was a little better because he was not very hard to read books. As for the illusory word "力", he never cared about it. At that time, he was still a must-have personality, and he was born with nothing to be persistent, and he had a sense of just living a life of mediocrity.

Later, when I started practicing swords, the bastard nature of Gaoling's Flower Bai Lingchen was fully reflected.

When he was teaching, he fooled people casually, and the three disciples could barely bear it. After all, the person had run away and the book was still there. The black and white characters were clearly visible. If he didn't read it clearly, he could read it a few more times. If he didn't understand it, he could chew it a few more times. If he turned it over, he would still write it up. It would take time and time to understand it.

But this sword was different. Bai Lingchen didn't even give them a sword score. He only brought the three little kids to the platform on the top of Yunfu Mountain with a long sleeve. He carried a long sword that had changed from somewhere. He danced one stance every month, and only danced one stance once. After the gesture, he collected the sword, and threw it to the three apprentices, a bald wooden stick, and flicked the sleeves and ran away again.

Every day, when sunrise comes, throw them up to the top of the mountain, play wooden sticks at the flowing clouds, and when sunset comes up, the three cubs rolling into balls are carried down.

As for what the three of them danced like, he didn't ask.

Only Yu Xian always wandered around the world, and when he returned to Yunfu Palace to walk his disciples, he could give them a single move and help them digest it.

However, Wu Nanxijing didn't like moving, so Yu Xian didn't have any interest in walking, so he gave some talismans. Chen Han was very poor in the roots and bones, and he couldn't make it easy to carve talismans and play swords, but he was obsessed with evil refining medicine. Yu Xian brought her strange herbs much more times.

Only Jun Xiao has been active since he was a child and can't sit still on the bench. He is very happy to be taken by Yu Xian. He also has a style and a level of walking. He takes the opportunity of walking to make a small bet or two, which makes Yu Sheng's door complain and turn the world upside down.

However, Yu Xian is also a sinister person. Youdao always has to pay it back when you come out.

Once, he was fooled and came back after drinking a lot of wine. The three kids who had been playing with him had long thought of resisting him while he was confused. Jun Xiao grabbed the immortal-bound rope that had been pulled out of Bai Lingchen's house and ran around with his body movements. He made Yu Xian so dizzy that he had no power to fight back and tied it up. Chen Han, who was guarding a mini alchemy furnace for three days and three nights, poured a pill from a jade bottle and stuffed it into Yu Xian's mouth; Wu Nan raised his hands and nine talismans together, put a restriction on him, covering Yu Xian tightly.

That evening, when Bai Lingchen returned to Yunfu Palace, he saw that his master who was not a regular person all day long was flowing around him and was locked in a circle of bans. He somehow recovered to his original image as a young man. He was tied into a cicada pupa. He didn't know what dirty things he had eaten. His only moveable fingers were pinched into an orchid. He looked at Bai Lingchen with his peach blossom eyes and pinched his throat, "Why don't you loosen the tie for me?"

Bai Lingchen: “…”

It was not until then that the bastard master Bai Lingchen, who knew it later, realized that his three personal disciples had already become crooked, and judging from his posture, he probably wouldn't have come back.

Jun Xiao still remembered the expressions of Bai Lingchen and Yu Xian after his rescue, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

This is his most carefree life clip, but he has never dared to remember it in the past thousand years.

And now, he can finally recall the memories calmly and with a smile on his face again.

Just because part of the life was found by him a thousand years later and returned to him.

How lucky.
Chapter completed!