books44 Chapter 33 Master, why did you come back to find me?
Chapter 33 Master, why did you come back to find me?
Li Tingyun denied it, saying, "No, there's no evil about it, never!"
He said, "Master, I am truly devoted to doing good. Look, I'm even planning to adopt this stray cat."
He held the black cat up to Mei Shiyu, a harmless smile spreading across his face.
Xuan Yu: "...Meow?"
Seeing Mei Shiyu's relaxed expression, Li Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he's good at pretending to be well-behaved. As long as Mei Shiyu likes it, he can pretend for a lifetime.
A lifetime...
For some reason, this weighty word suddenly popped into his mind.
Some distant fragments of memory are vividly present.
He also remembered that in the real world, his gambling father was lying in bed one day and said, "Life is so short." His mother, who was busy doing housework, suddenly burst into tears when she heard this. But his father then turned over and said impatiently, "This blanket is too short. Bring me a new one!"
Hell of a joke.
Perhaps for a moment, his mother thought that this man would change for the better. He said, "Life is so short," as if he suddenly had a conscience and suddenly realized that life is neither long nor short, and he could no longer let himself go astray. So, he made this remark.
Unfortunately, that was just a joke.
The mother waited her whole life, hoping that the father would see the error of his ways, but in the end she was met with a joke.
Li Tingyun suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.
He tightened his grip on Mei Shiyu's arm.
He repeated, "Master, I mean it. If there's anything I did wrong that you don't like, I will definitely change. I will not swear or do bad things in the future... I will respect my teacher, be honest and friendly."
Mei Shiyu tapped him on the head, "Okay, if you say it, you have to do it."
Li Tingyun asked solemnly, "Master, you still haven't told me why you came back to find me?"
He thought to himself: Could it be that that old witch Si Wuxie really didn't expose him behind his back? Or spread rumors about him?
“You are my disciple, why wouldn’t I come back to find you?”
Mei Shiyu did not use a rhetorical question, but rather a tone of affirmation.
Li Tingyun, having gained an advantage, still acted innocent, saying, "Master, you must keep your word. I am your disciple, and you cannot disown me in the future."
Mei Shiyu looked down at him. The boy's eyes sparkled with tiny glimmers of light, brimming with hope, almost overflowing. He craned his neck, determined to get a nod from him, which looked rather...
Foolish and simple-minded.
Mei Shiyu's sense of humor always comes from the most unusual places.
Just like now.
"Master, what are you laughing at?"
Li Tingyun scratched his ear, looking rather embarrassed, and a blush quickly spread across his face.
Then, without flirting or making a scene, she picked up the subject again: "You should have agreed to my request, instead of making fun of me."
The black cat hiding in his pocket suddenly poked its head out.
Their sensitive noses seemed to detect something unusual between them.
And being so close, he could feel the flutter in someone's heart as their heart raced.
This is something that even Li Tingyun himself may not have realized.
"I didn't mean to make fun of you."
Mei Shiyu's voice was soft but carried weight as he continued, "And, I promise you."
well.
Li Tingyun immediately called upon the system in his mind:
"Wang Laoliu, did you record that sentence?!"
[Reporting to the host! 001 is recording video, don't worry.]
"That's good. Someday in the future, this will serve as evidence in court!"
"Once my cultivation is restored, if Mei Shiyu dares to go back on his word, I will use the memory rewind method to project it onto his screen! On a single loop! Until he admits it."
[When it comes to treacherous villains, you truly are one of them.]
"..."
Standing at the brink of death, Li Tingyun remained silent, watching Mei Shiyu step forward to investigate the situation.
The gate of this checkpoint was wide open, with no one in charge or guarding it. Its appearance was similar to the arched gate of an ancient city. What was special was the city wall on both sides of the arched gate, which seemed to stretch endlessly from vertical to horizontal.
It seemed to stretch endlessly within sight.
Li Tingyun felt curious, "Does this stone wall have an end?"
Mei Shiyu turned around and said, "We'll know once we try."
Sword flying.
Li Tingyun held Mei Shiyu tightly around the waist. The black cat in his pocket struggled to extend one paw, trying to pull its head, which was about to be squeezed into a persimmon shape, upwards to desperately breathe fresh air.
Mei Shiyu sensed the wriggling creature in front of her, reached out and rescued the black cat, lifted it by the scruff of its neck and placed it on Li Tingyun's shoulder, gently scratching its cheek.
Xuan Yu squinted comfortably, stretched, spread out his long, long cat legs, climbed up to Mei Shiyu, jumped onto his shoulder, turned around and sat down, staring intently into the distance.
It looks like a stone lion.
Elegant, fucking elegant.
Li Tingyun looked down on him and gave him a disdainful look.
Mei Shiyu tilted her head slightly and rubbed her cheek against the cat's head.
"Meow."
The black cat, unlike its usual aloof and fierce demeanor, transformed into a sharp, whistling voice.
The cat even moved closer, acting very affectionately.
Li Tingyun: "..."
He actually ran into someone even better at pretending than him, affected and pretentious, whining without any real illness.
This time, Li Tingyun stood at the very front when flying on his sword.
Mei Shiyu pressed down on his shoulder, making him turn around and not be afraid.
He was also told that if he felt unwell, he could spread his arms out, even though it looked a bit strange, but it was the most common posture for beginners and could effectively prevent dizziness and loss of balance.
But Li Tingyun didn't listen to a word and insisted on clinging to Mei Shiyu's waist like an ornament.
In fact, Mei Shiyu didn't fly very high; at that height, she even had to be careful not to crash into trees.
It's practically flying close to the ground.
Unfortunately, his apprentice was too shameless.
"If you're so afraid of difficulties, do you still want to learn sword flight in the future?"
"I won't learn, I won't learn."
"..."
Sword control is not a skill that every cultivator can master, but it is a basic skill for experts.
Based on the teaching experience of many cultivation sects, cultivators should not even think about sword control before forming their core; after forming their core, they will cry and beg to learn it.
Few people can grasp the key points and master the tricks in a short period of time; most people enter a difficult period of adjustment with their swords at this stage.
Who hasn't experienced the breakdown of talking nonsense to a sword madman in the middle of the night?
If you succeed, your cultivation will greatly improve; if you fail, you are destined to stagnate.
If you can't even learn to fly on a sword, let alone control objects, ride the wind, or summon lightning... all of that is just a pipe dream.
Moreover, the art of sword control is not only about "knowing" or "not knowing," but also about "being proficient" or "not being proficient."
Don't even mention it. Every year in the cultivation world, there are unlucky cultivators who crash into mountains and trees while flying on their swords, or fall into water after landing.
And those that collide in mid-air have extremely tragic consequences.
Mei Shiyu would not indulge his apprentice.
Otherwise, he would have to go to the accident scene sooner or later to claim the bodies of his relatives.
"You want to cultivate immortality, but you're afraid of flying on a sword? How can that be?"
"I can teleport underground! I can shrink the distance to an inch, and my teleportation speed is also very fast."
Others take airplanes, he takes the high-speed rail, it's all the same.