The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 882
Chu Shun smiled and said “Yes”, “Master, if you don’t mind, I will do it for you.”
At about the same time, he stood up, bowed his hands and said, “Disciple, please leave.”
He walked behind him. As he was leaving, something fell from his wrinkled clothes and floated in front of Ling Yugeng. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up, but his other hand was faster than him, and his hand covered that hand, pointing with his index finger. The tip touched the small mole on the other person’s middle finger.
The two hands are folded together, and the upper hand is made more graceful, with clear and slender joints.
The boy’s hands were a little cold.
Ling Yugeng paused and looked up to see that the two of them were very close. Chu Shun’s eyes were shy and shy, and he was at a loss. Ling Yugeng’s eyes moved slightly and he lowered his eyes to the intersecting hands of the two, and his heart sank.
Ling Yugeng picked up the things, retracted his hands, and stood up.
Chu Shun looked at the man who was much taller than him. He was only as tall as his shoulders. When he was close, he had to look up at him. He lowered his eyes and saw the small black mole on the side of Ling Yugeng’s neck. He smelled it. There was a faint scent of incense on him.
”What is this?” Ling Yugeng looked at the ghost-like talisman paper in his hand.
Chu Shun: “It’s… Elder Meng’s detention mission yesterday.”
Ling Yugeng turned it over and saw Chu Shun’s handwriting on the back, with his own name written on it.
Chu Shun felt really ashamed this time.
He had never been to a private school since he was a child, and he learned to read on his own. When he wrote, he used branches to write on the ground, so his handwriting was not easy to see. There was never a time when he needed to write in his previous life. The disciple wrote for him not because his hands were injured, but because his handwriting was ugly and he didn’t want others to see it.
With a blush on his face, he reached out and snatched the paper from Ling Yugeng’s hand, rubbed it twice and stuffed it into his chest. He lowered his head and gave Ling Yugeng a head.
”Why are you bowing your head?”
”Disciple… the word is ugly.” Chu Shun said. He poked his palm with his fingertips and could still feel the touch of the joints on the back of the man’s hand.
”Then practice.” Ling Yugeng said.
This made Ling Yugeng relieved.
He thought too much again.
Taking into account the young man’s self-esteem, Ling Yugeng didn’t say much. He just assigned a task to Chu Shun. He needed to practice calligraphy three times a day, and sent them for inspection the next day. Chu Shun was obedient and asked him to practice calligraphy. He followed Ling Yugeng’s example. Drawing on his handwriting, when Ling Yugeng went to his room every night, he would often see candles burning late into the night.
The two lived in the same place and were masters and disciples. Ling Yugeng personally taught Chu Shun and also gave some instruction in swordsmanship. The interactions between them became more frequent, and Chu Shun did not need to be notified when he came in and out of Ling Yugeng’s palace.
As time went by, Ling Yugeng figured out some patterns. Every ten days, black energy would appear in Chu Shun’s spiritual veins, and this black energy would become stronger and richer as time goes by. The more diligently Chu Shun practiced, the stronger his black energy became.
The more Ling Yugeng absorbed, the longer it took to resolve each time.
In late March, Ling Yugeng received the news from Bian Miao. She said that everything was fine and she would return to the sect soon.
That night, Ling Yugeng went to Chu Shun’s room again to absorb the black energy from Chu Shun’s body. On the way back, his disciples came to report that something went wrong in Elder Yun’s retreat, so Ling Yugeng temporarily sealed the black energy in one place. Go visit.
This time, after struggling for a long time, Ling Yugeng discovered that the black energy in his body was still spreading. He returned to the hall without stopping, set up a barrier to meditate, and it took a long time to resolve this time, but something went wrong. .
There is a bug in Ling Yugeng’s data.
To be more precise, it was because of inner demons.
The fragile data was disrupted and turned into gibberish. He closed his eyes and saw his inner demon. The moment he saw it, he knew that it was fake.
The illusory scene constructed a picture in front of his eyes, and several system sounds appeared in his ears. They hummed in his ears, and slowly became clear.
”067, that matchmaker system, I wonder if I can find a partner under it.”
”Is it really that amazing?”
”Of course, this is recognized by everyone!”
”It has a bug…”
”Why don’t you report it? The main system should send it for repair…”
No, he doesn’t want repair, he doesn’t have bugs!
A layer of sweat appeared on Ling Yugeng’s forehead, his breathing became rapid, and he frowned to fight against it. He knew that as long as his heart was broken, the sea of spiritual consciousness would be eroded. From a systematic perspective, that was Once the important boundary of the system is breached, it will become a system in need of repair.
The data gathered together and condensed into a sea of blue stars, shattering the illusory picture like a sharp sword.
Ling Yugeng gasped and woke up from his inner demons.
This inner demon is not difficult to break, but it is extremely insulting.
hateful.
Chapter 224: Love Debt
It was already dawn outside. On the edge of the corridor, fish swam away in the lake. There were layers of ripples on the surface of the lake. The clouds in the distance were misty.
”Master.” Chu Shun handed over the rice paper he used to practice calligraphy yesterday.
Ling Yugeng looked at the handwriting on it. Over the past few days, he had made very slight progress. Compared with Chu Shun’s other aspects, the progress in this area seemed a bit too slow.
He raised his head and looked at Chu Shun across from him. Chu Shun lowered his head. Ling Yugeng stood up and asked Chu Shun to follow him to the study room. He wanted to see with his own eyes how Chu Shun wrote.
”Master, there will be morning training later.” Chu Shun followed him and said.
Ling Yugeng: “It won’t take long.”
Chu Shun: “I… feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach.”
Ling Yugeng paused and turned sideways, “What’s wrong with you?” There
was something wrong with Elder Yun’s practice last night. It was the spiritual energy. Dantian is confused.
Chu Shun hesitated and couldn’t speak. Ling Yugeng walked up to him and put his hand on his abdomen. Chu Shun felt a warm current rushing into his Dantian. When he wanted to retreat, Ling Yugeng’s other hand held his waist. Stopped his retreat.
