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Chapter 7(1/2)

Shen Gurong waited until Xi Gu walked, then held on to the only bookcase that had not been destroyed, felt his rapid heartbeat, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiao Mu slapped his face on the ground, his breathing a little weak.

Shen Gurong held him in his arms and checked, and found that he had been slapped by Xi Guxing, and there were no wounds at all on his body.

Because the plague ghost dispersed, the strange birthmark appeared again on Mu Ban's face.

He frowned, took a few quick breaths, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up.

Seeing his frightened face, Shen Gurong was about to comfort him: "Don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Ban screamed and kicked Shen Gurong in the waist and abdomen in fear. He stumbled and rolled to the side, hiding under the desk with his eyes distracted.

Shen Gurong: "..."

You conscienceless brat, I saved you for nothing!

Shen Gurong almost vomited blood after being kicked so hard by this kid. For the first time, he had the thought, "Are all monks as useless as Shen Fengxue?"

Is this the first person who is halfway to becoming a saint?

Shen Gurong was puzzled.

The good-for-nothing named Shen had just stood up with difficulty when a wave of spiritual energy suddenly appeared from under the desk beside him.

Shen Gurong felt instinctively, and an idea appeared in his mind.

——Mu Ban has broken through the Qi refining stage.

This is an extremely unbelievable thing. Xi Guxing once told Shen Gurong that Mu was only a mortal with almost no spiritual veins. No matter how many spiritual objects were piled up, it would be difficult for him to enter the Tao in his lifetime.

But now, he was almost captured by a fierce ghost, and when his vitality should have been severely damaged, he actually broke through without any warning.

In the entire Three Realms and Nine States, there are very few people who enter the Qi refining stage at the age of six.

Recalling the plot in the book, Mu Ban was hit with spiritual power by Yu Xinghe before he awakened his spiritual veins. Now he was slapped by Xi Guxing by mistake, which actually brought forward the plot many years later.

"As expected of the chosen one." Shen Gurong could only sigh with emotion.

Because of Li Suo's departure, the barrier of Zhibai Hall has dissipated, and the disciples outside are swarming over.

Before he even came in, he saw Shen Gurong, who was dressed in a green shirt, slowly walking out with Mu Ban in his arms. The entire Zhibai Hall was in ruins, and there was someone's blood on the ground, which was extremely eye-catching.

Yu Xinghe staggered over and ran over, his face full of tears: "Master! Mu, how is Mu being relegated?"

Shen Gurong glanced down at him: "It's nothing serious, don't worry."

Yu Xinghe had instinctive trust in Shen Gurong. When he saw that Mu Ban was asleep in his arms and seemed to have no scars, he felt relieved and wiped his tears haphazardly.

Shen Gurong quickly walked out of Zhibai Hall. The disciples surrounding him did not dare to block his way and hurriedly dispersed to watch him leave.

After Shen Gurong left, a disciple whispered: "Holy Lord...is there a footprint on his body?"

Disciples with sharp eyes also saw it and nodded timidly.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, and it took them a long time to digest the fact that their junior brother Mu Ban had the audacity to kick Holy Lord Fengxue.

"The Holy Lord... doesn't seem to be as good as the rumors..."

"I was so offended that I actually carried my junior brother back."

"It's just that the Holy Lord's face seems ugly. Will he relegate Junior Brother Mu again... Do you want to go and take a look?"

"Who... who dares to go?"

Everyone looked at each other with the word "dare not" written all over their faces.

Yu Xinghe cried so much that snot bubbles came out of his nose, and he said "Huh?" in confusion: "What are you talking about...what did Hiccup say?"

The senior brothers sighed, looked at him with a paternal expression of affection, and patted the child's head one after another.

Being stupid also has advantages.

Liren Peak is not one peak, but divided into three gates and four peaks.

Although each mountain peak is close to each other, they stand side by side like Li Ren. Therefore, several peaks are connected to form a mountain range, which is called Li Ren.

The four peaks of the mountain range are close to the northern ice sheet, with four distinct seasons from north to south.

The closest place to the mountain town is Shen Fengxue's residence in Fanjiang. It is named Jiuchun Mountain because it is like spring all year round.

From now on, there will be the scorching heat of Changying Mountain, the Baishang Mountain that knows autumn with a single leaf, and the cold winter of Yuxu Mountain in the twelfth lunar month.

If you think about it carefully, the person who came up with the name saves trouble.

Zhibai Hall in Changying Mountain and Fan Jiangju in Jiuchun Mountain are not far from the cable bridge. After Shen Gurong crossed the cable bridge, he saw Fan Jiangju from a distance and walked quickly over.

Shen Gurong was kicked twice by the stunned Mu Ban, but he still carried him back to the side courtyard without any complaints.

After placing the little protagonist on the couch, Shen Gurong felt that he was such a great master.

The plague ghost looked like a centipede insect. Even though it had captured its main body, it was able to turn around and kill it, which caught people completely off guard.

Shen Gurong was afraid that there would be more trouble, so he simply planned to stay in the side courtyard for one night in case anything happened to Mu Ban again.

Mu Ban was probably often called by Shen Fengxue to live in the side courtyard. The small side room had beds, desks, tables, chairs and wooden stools.

Shen Gurong walked slowly to the small desk, sat on the futon untidyly, and casually turned over the papers on the desk.

The desk was filled with copybooks that Mu Ban had practiced on weekdays. Shen Gurong looked at them casually, clicked his tongue twice, and whispered: "It's much better than what I wrote when I was a kid."

When he was a child, his handwriting was like a dog crawling, and his parents couldn't bear to force him, so they simply sent him to the private school next door to let his husband teach him.

The teacher at the private school looked gentle as jade, but he was very merciless when it came to teaching. The little Shen Gurong had small sandbags tied to his wrists every day, and he was forced to straighten his back and practice for two or three years with sobs and sobs. I can barely take out the words.

Shen Gurong admired the little protagonist's handwriting with envy for a while. Perhaps feeling too bored, he picked up a pen and slowly wrote a few words on a piece of white paper.

Pastoral banishment.

Yu Xinghe.

Shen Fengxue.

He compared his own words with those of Mu Ban and felt that he was better.

Iron painting and silver hook are worthy of me.

——I don’t know how he can be so proud that he is better than a six-year-old child in word analysis.

Shen Gurong had read many curious novels and once thought that he might be Shen Fengxue. After all, the two looked very similar, but he soon gave up this idea.

Shen Fengxue's memory is very fragmented, as if it has been shattered by someone. It can only be learned from other people in the memory: Shen Fengxue has no father or mother since he was a child, and was raised by the headmaster of Liren Peak. It doesn't match his age at all.

What's more, he went through all the broken memories of Shen Fengxue, and there was no return to Lucheng among them.

Shen Gurong felt a little relieved, but just in case, he still found time to check the map in this book to see if Huilu City existed.

He dipped some cinnabar and lightly drew a line on the three characters "Shen Fengxue", and finally tried to put a small red dot next to Mu Ban, indicating that Master wants to pay attention to you.

As for Yu Xinghe, as long as the two of them are not allowed to come into contact with the demonic cultivators in the bone tomb, there should not be any big trouble in the future.

After sorting things out like this, Shen Gurong felt that it was just around the corner that he could go home.

Shen Gurong was in an extremely happy mood, holding on to his pen lazily, and began to think of how to make up a story that made sense for Xi Guxing.

What Xi Guxing has always wondered about is Mu's identity and Shen Fengxue's special treatment.

Shen Gurong reads and writes storybooks. Sometimes he even takes advantage of his parents not being at home to write storybooks in his study. He has written all kinds of stories about supernatural beings, stories about history and music, and erotic dramas with rouge. Half of the contents of Storytelling Under the City Overpass are Shen Gurong's storybooks, which are widely circulated.

Storyteller Shen Gurong bit his pen and tried to list the development direction of this plot in the storybook.

"One, good friend Tuogu

2. Illegitimate son"

After thinking for a while, I scribbled another one randomly to make up the number.

"Three, lovers from the past life, rekindling their relationship"

Shen Gurong held his chin and stared at numbers 1, 2, and 3 for a while, then crossed out the first one.

Shen Fengxue has a cold temperament, and his only pleasure is fighting. Xi Guxing is so familiar with him, so he must know that he cannot have other friends.

Moreover, there is no way to explain the abnormality in Mu Ban.

Shen Gurong thought for a while and crossed out the second one with the same logic.

As for the third one, it’s even more outrageous.

If Shen Fengxue was still alive, he would definitely jump out and kill this thief who ruined his reputation.

Shen Gurong got over the addiction to writing storybooks, casually crumpled the paper into a ball, and began to seriously prepare a story for Xi Guxing, when Mu Ban on the bed suddenly shouted something vaguely and woke up.

Shen Gurong put the paper under the candle and burned it to ashes like a thief, and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Mu Ban's eyes were distracted and he stared blankly at the bamboo window above his head.

Shen Gurong put down his pen and said casually: "Are you awake?"

Mu Ban was startled and turned his head to look at him blankly.

Not sure if Shen Gurong's face irritated him, Mu Ban's pupils shrank, and what he did before he fell into coma suddenly came into his mind.

He... he seemed to have gone crazy suddenly and hurt someone.

Senior Brother Lisuo.

Mu Ban took a breath of cold air and slumped on the couch blankly, as if he had lost his soul, his face was blank, and his whole body was trembling.

Seeing that he was so frightened, Shen Gurong sighed in his heart and said, "Don't be afraid, that ghost cultivator has been killed by the master and will not come back again."
To be continued...
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