Mu Ban just frightened him, and when he saw that he actually behaved, he suddenly tilted his head and laughed.

Because no one was around, his smile didn't stop quickly. There was a smile at the end of his eyes, and by the way, the birthmark on his face also looked better.

Mu Ban was in a good mood, so he crushed the rice that Wenli asked for little by little with a pestle, and prepared some water and put it next to Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong had just made a fuss, and his body was actually a little hungry. He looked at the broken rice with disgust, jumped to the porcelain cup filled with water and took a few sips.

Mu Ban: "Don't you want to eat this? This is spiritual rice."

Shen Gurong: "Chirp."

He is not a real bird, and he will not eat this kind of grain even if he starves to death.

Shen Gurong was exhausted both physically and mentally. He took a few pecks of water and jumped back into the small box. He stretched out his paws and covered himself with a quilt, planning to continue pretending to be dead.

It's so embarrassing.

Shen Gurong has never been so embarrassed in his life.

So much so that he didn't even think about going back to Fanjiang Juzhengyuan. He was so exhausted that he just wanted to sleep.

One night, Shen Gurong had several nightmares and kept kicking his claws.

The morning bell rang the next day, and Mu Ban got up early. After washing, he looked at the desk, but did not find Hongduanzi.

Mu Ban was busy looking around the house.

The windows and doors were closed, and there was no way Shen Gurong could fly out.

After searching for a long time, Mu Ban finally found Shen Gurong sleeping with his paws in the air on the top of the high bookshelf.

Mu Ban was silent for a moment, then stepped on the stool and lifted him down.

Shen Gurong's wings were injured and he couldn't move. He didn't know how he climbed to the bookshelf.

The sound of the morning bell, coupled with being woken up by Mu Ban, made the dazed Shen Gurong start to fall asleep on his own again.

"Gu Rong, please get up."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to think about it."

Mu Ban heard a series of soft calls from the bird in his palm, and when he lowered his head, he found that he was yawning with his sharp beak open, and the tip of his pink tongue was exposed.

Putting yesterday's grain next to the box, Mu Ban touched his head and said, "I'm going to morning class. Don't forget to eat something if you're hungry."

Shen Gurong was yawning, but when he heard this, he immediately woke up, jumped out and grabbed Mu Ban's sleeve, and screamed twice urgently.

If he remembered correctly, today's morning class was Xi Guxing's meditation class.

Help, Brother Headmaster!

Mu Ban didn't understand the little plan in his heart. When he saw him stopping her, she thought he was reluctant to let her go. His usually cold face was somewhat gentle.

"You want to follow me?"

Shen Gurong nodded desperately.

A rare smile appeared on Mu Ban's young face. He held Shen Gurong in his hands and said, "Okay."

With that said, he stuffed Shen Gurong into his front, leaving only a small head outside to breathe.

Shen Gurong looked up at him, feeling that his disciple had a gentle temper and was so patient with a spiritual beast.

Mu Ban took the books, closed the door and asked Yu Xinghe to get up and go to morning class.

The rain had stopped, and a group of sparrows flew past in the clear blue sky. Mu Ban raised his head and took a look.

Before Mu was banished to Liren Peak, he lived in a remote village in a mud house with half of it collapsed. Whenever it rained, he would always get wet before the wall.

Ever since he could remember, everyone had been asking him to live under someone else's roof, and he had tried his best just to stay alive.

During that almost numb time, a little sparrow bumped into him in panic in the rain and hid under his knees, shivering for shelter.

The little Muzhen had never received such needed warmth. After being stunned for a long time, he gently opened his hands to cover the sparrow, blocking it from all the wind and rain.

Mu Ban lowered his eyes and looked at the little fat bird dozing next to his clothes, and suddenly smiled.

Yu Xinghe got up late and was woken up by Mu Ban with a series of screams, getting dressed and washing up. Mu Ban didn't bother to wait for him, so he left after talking to him.

On the way to Changying Mountain, Shen Gurong was snuggled up comfortably in Mu Ban's clothes for a nap, but the instinct came from nowhere in his mind. Not long after he was in the nest, he suddenly raised his paws on Mu Ban's clothes and pushed them towards him. Climbing on the shoulders.

Mu Ban: "..."

Mu Ban looked at him strangely and didn't stop him. He was afraid that he would fall if he couldn't grasp it firmly with his claws, so he held it with his hands below.

Shen Gurong climbed onto Mu Ban's shoulder in confusion, and found a position to continue nestling before he realized what he was doing and "chirped" in confusion.

Mu Ban also saw a lot of strange spiritual beasts yesterday. He knew that most birds and spiritual beasts have the instinct to climb high. They like to go to high places to feel safe. I thought that this little bird would probably be the same, otherwise it would not be possible to get up in the morning. You'll find him on the bookshelf.

After walking across the rope bridge, Shen Gurong had already grabbed Mu Ban's hair and climbed to the top of his head. Finally, he grabbed Mu Ban's ball head with two paws and looked down at the mountains.

Mu was not even angry when his hair was messed up when he was relegated, and he let him make trouble on his head.

Shen Gurong felt that his little disciple had a good temper, so he lowered his head and pecked his forehead as a reward.

By the time Mu Ban crossed the rope bridge, Shen Gurong had already burrowed his entire body into Mu Ban's disheveled hair, only a pair of dark eyes were vaguely exposed, like he was hiding and seeking.

Before Mu Ban reached Zhibai Hall, he heard someone calling him not far away.

"Muban."

Mu Ban looked up and saw Li Suo, dressed in regular clothes, waving his fan and smiling at him.

Mu Ban hurriedly ran over: "Senior Brother Lisuo."

Li Suo touched his head skillfully: "Why didn't Xinghe come with you? Senior brother will take you down the mountain today..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was suddenly a strange touch on his palm, which frightened Li Suo and immediately retracted his hand.

Shen Gurong revealed a small head from Mu Ban's black hair and "chirped" in confusion.

Lisuo breathed a sigh of relief: "This is it?"

Mu Ban fumbled and took Shen Gurong down and showed it to Li Suo: "I was just about to ask senior brother what kind of spiritual beast this is? I checked the spiritual beast Zhiyi the day before yesterday and couldn't find anything similar to it."

Li Suo looked at the bright red dumpling and said hesitantly: "It looks like a fire spirit beast, but fire spirit beasts are generally larger and... not that fat."

Shen Gurong: "..."

You are the fat one!

Shen Gurong glared at him angrily.

Li Suo: "Hey! It's strange, it's staring at me? Is it possible that it's already mentally enlightened at such a young age?"

Mu Ban thought for a while and nodded hesitantly: "It seems so."

It seemed that he didn't even recognize Li Suo, so Mu Ban didn't ask any questions and stuffed the fur ball in his clothes that was so angry that he flapped his wings and tried to peck Li Suo.

"What did senior brother say just now? Are you going to go down the mountain today? Are you not going to have morning classes?"

Li Suo smiled and closed his fan: "Yes, the Holy Lord is in retreat today, and Master seems to be busy with something important. It just so happens that the Flower Festival at the foot of the mountain starts today, and Senior Brother will take you to expand your knowledge."

Mu Ban was slightly startled: "Master...has gone into seclusion again?"

Li Suo looked at him with a strange expression, wondering if this junior fellow apprentice had something wrong with Shen Fengxue's abuse. Why did the Holy Lord not torment him in seclusion? He seemed disappointed?

"Don't think too much." Li Suo rubbed Mu Ban's head and said softly, "It's a rare trip down the mountain. Senior brother will take you to play - go ahead, change your clothes, and ask Shang Xinghe to go with you."

Mu Ban pursed his lips and chuckled, then nodded slightly and turned around to call Yu Xinghe.

Shen Gurong looked on with sour eyes.

Mu Ban had never smiled like this in front of him. Even though he had saved him so many times, the most he could receive was a modest thank you, not even a coquettish gesture.

Shen Gurong snorted at him, jumped on top of his head and plucked his hair with her paws unreasonably.

Mu Ban: "..."

Mu Ban didn't know what was wrong with him, but it didn't hurt, so he just let him jump around.

Shen Gurong frantically pulled out his hair for a while, and then his not-so-big brain suddenly reacted.

——There was no morning class today, which meant...he couldn't see Xi Guxing.

Shen Gurong's claws stiffened, and his whole body rolled straight down, but Mu Ji quickly caught him in his hands.

Seeing that Shen Gurong's eyes were dull like before and he started to wander and pretended to be dead, Mu Ban sighed, stuffed him into his clothes, and went to look for Yu Xinghe.

After a while, Yu Xinghe hurriedly ran towards him.

He got up too late and didn't even tie up his long hair. He ran over with disheveled hair like a little madman, stroking his hair with his hands and holding a hair tie in his mouth.

"We're going to be late!" Yu Xinghe ran over in a hurry, with tears in his eyes, "Master must think Xinghe is a bad boy..."

He ran across the rope bridge and was grabbed by the arm by Mu Ban, who was waiting aside.

Yu Xinghe looked at him in panic: "Mu Ban, have morning classes started?"

Mu's words of relegation were concise and concise: "Master is in retreat. There are no morning classes today. Senior Brother Lisuo plans to take us to play at the foot of the mountain."

Yu Xinghe was panting. He was stunned for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his chest and muttered in a low voice: "It scared me..."

Mu Ban didn't want to see him being stupid, so he dragged him back to put down the book, changed into regular clothes, and followed Li Suo down the mountain to play.
To be continued...