Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 191: Evil Master and Disciple

Mozhuxuan, inside the teahouse.

The usually carefree Fatty Yulong was now carefully pouring tea for True Person Yuying.

He smiled apologetically and said, "Junior sister, drink tea, drink tea. It won't taste good if it gets cold. We are all so old now, there is no need to fuss over these trivial matters of disciples."

Yuying Zhenren snorted, "Your disciple is unlearned and unskilled, with no bright future. This is the end of his life.

Shuang'er is my most valued disciple. Her achievements in cultivation will far surpass you and me.

For more than ten years, Shuang'er has been very well-behaved and hardworking, and has never had any messy interpersonal relationships.

But during this period of time, after getting involved with your rogue disciple, he has obviously neglected his cultivation.

Moreover, Ye Feng's identity is very special. It would be fine if it is not exposed. Once it is exposed, I am afraid that many people will be implicated.

I don't want Mo Zhuxuan to be involved in this.

Fatty, I'm warning you, keep your disciples away from Shuang'er. If you dare to provoke Shuang'er again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Fatty Yulong nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I'll go back and hang that brat Ye Feng from the beam and whip him.

Junior sister, I have almost finished investigating what happened today in Yunhai Pavilion with Junior nephews Feng'er and Shuang'er.

According to the preliminary clues, it should be Frost's nephew who seduced Feng'er..."

"Damn fat man, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Yuying was furious when she heard this, and she grabbed the teacup in front of her and threw it at Fatty Yulong.

Fatty Yulong dodged and shouted, "It seems like Shuang'er really seduced Feng'er..."

"And you still say... you're looking for death!"

boom!

The door was opened, and Fatty Yulong crawled out of the bamboo house in the teahouse.

Yuying chased out with a long sword in her hand, her pretty face full of murderous intent.

Fatty Yulong had already run a long way, jumping and skipping.

Shouting: "Murder! Yuying is killing people! Ling'er, run quickly, your uncle Yuying has gone crazy..."

Jin He and others were in the courtyard at the moment. Seeing this, they immediately stepped forward to comfort their master.

Fatty Yulong didn't even want his daughter anymore and ran out of Mozhuxuan in a flash.

Yuying Zhenren didn't really chase him, but said viciously: "Fatty, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!

Jin He, don't let this fat guy and her disciple Ye Feng get close to Mo Zhuxuan from now on!

Shuang'er, come in with me!"

Having said that, True Man Yuying returned to the room angrily, holding his sword.

Jin He was worried that the master would punish her, so she whispered, "It's okay, little sister. The master will just scold you a few times at most."

Yun Shuang'er nodded, lowered her head and walked into the bamboo house of the teahouse.

About an incense stick of time after Fatty Yulong left Mozhuxuan, the fat man ran out of Yunyuju again.

The former most beautiful woman, Fairy Yunyu, also chased after him with her magic sword in hand.

"Fatty! Your eldest disciple is a toad dreaming of eating swan flesh. Who doesn't know that? How dare you say that it was Lan'er who seduced your disciple? Stop right there! Stop!"

"Whether you admit it or not, this is the fact..."

"I'll chop you up!"

Half of the disciples of Xingluo Peak saw Fatty Yulong being chased by Fairy Yunyu with a sword.

If a young disciple had chased after him with a sword like this, he would have been escorted to the Discipline Institute for punishment long ago.

However, these two people are famous elders and seniors of the Yunhai Sect, and no one can touch them.

Fatty Yulong was a tough nut to crack. As he ran for his life, he shouted something about how the two juniors were in love and that elders should not only help their disciples' happiness but also set an example. He also said that the two masters should set an example for their disciples and get married first...

They also say things like "double happiness comes, isn't it wonderful?"

The disciples of Yunhai Sect who were passing by were stunned.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "It's still the elders of the older generation who are playing tricks..."

At dusk, Fatty Yulong dragged his tired body back to Fenglingju.

As a master, he naturally has to clean up the mess for his good disciple.

He used an almost absurd and embarrassing behavior to reduce the attention paid to Ye Feng, Yun Shuang'er and Shangguan Lan having dinner alone to the lowest level.

After he made such a fuss, the disciples of Yunhai Sect will focus some of their attention on this old guy.

This is the best effort he can make as a master.

As soon as he entered the yard, Sanzhier jumped onto his shoulder.

Fatty Yulong lay down on the recliner, stroking the little green-haired boy, and said, "Ling'er, where is your senior brother?"

Huang Ling'er heard the sound and walked out of the room.

In the afternoon, Fatty Yulong ran away from Mozhuxuan by himself, and Huang Ling'er came back by herself.

She stepped forward and said, "Daddy, please keep your voice down. Senior Brother was seriously injured today and is currently practicing Qigong to heal his wounds in his room."

"Is he seriously injured? I'm also seriously injured..."

"Ah? Daddy, are you injured?" Huang Ling'er's expression suddenly changed and she hurried to help check.

Fatty Yulong sighed and said, "It's not that I'm physically injured, it's that I've suffered a great deal of psychological trauma. Hey, I originally wanted Yunyu to be your stepmother, but now it seems... there's no hope!"

Huang Ling'er rolled her eyes upon hearing this and punched Fatty Yulong on the shoulder.

She said, "Daddy, can't you be serious?"

Fatty Yulong grinned and said, "The most important thing now is to find you a stepmother..."

Huang Ling'er turned and left.

After walking a few steps, he returned and took Sanzhier from Fatty Yulong's arms and took him away.

"Dad, you should reflect on your actions alone in the yard. Sanzhier, let's go have dinner."

"Ah? Dinner is ready? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Your father was hunted by Yunyu's mother all afternoon and was almost starving."

"You talk nonsense all day long and are so dishonest. As a punishment, you won't be allowed to eat tonight..."

"No, Ling'er, Dad can't change it..."

Fatty Yulong is now a complete daughter slave. He listens to his daughter in everything. As long as his daughter is unhappy, he will immediately put on a smile.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ye Feng walked out of the room with green hair on his head.

The thousand-year-old fairy ganoderma is really not to be underestimated. Yesterday, I only ate a small piece the size of a thumb, and the bruises on my body have faded for the most part. I look like a completely different person compared to the pig head I saw yesterday.

Huang Ling'er was practicing phantom body skills in the yard.

Fatty Yulong lay on the chair and kept giving instructions and corrections.

Xiaoman was busy in the kitchen.

Seeing Ye Feng coming out, Huang Ling'er immediately stopped practicing and said, "Brother, your injuries are recovering so quickly!"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Your senior brother is the best in the world in terms of cultivation. These minor injuries are nothing to worry about!"

"You little brat, you'll die if you don't brag, right?"

Fatty Yulong said this unhappily.

Ye Feng stepped forward, put his head close to the fat master's cheek, and said seriously: "I really can do it!"

"Pooh!"

Fatty Yulong spit out a mouthful of saliva, and Ye Feng immediately dodged.

He laughed and said, "Master, I'm going out for a walk. You should supervise my junior sister's training."

"Brother, wait..."

Huang Ling'er spoke immediately.

"Junior sister, is there anything else?"

"Brother, you can't go out. Yesterday, Uncle Yuchenzi punished you by grounding you to copy the sect rules. Have you forgotten?"

"What? Is this true?" Ye Feng looked puzzled.

Huang Ling'er said, "Of course. Those disciples who participated in the brawl will be grounded for three days and required to copy the sect rules a hundred times. Since you are the principal offender, the punishment will be doubled, to six days of grounding and two hundred copies of the sect rules. Brother, did you hurt your brain again yesterday? Have you forgotten about this?"

"Brain injury? Yes, yes, yes... I lost my memory again! I forgot! The so-called forgetfulness means not knowing, and ignorance is not a sin. Since I don't remember Fourth Master giving me this punishment, then this punishment is invalid for me. I don't have to obey it at all. Master, am I right?"

"Hahaha, that makes sense! You little brat is getting smarter and smarter! Go ahead, go ahead... By the way, don't go near Yunyu Residence or Mozhu Pavilion when you're strolling around..."

"Why?"

"Your Senior Uncle Yuying and Senior Uncle Yunyu, spread the word that if we dare to come within thirty feet of their residence, we will break our legs..."

"Huh?" Ye Feng asked in confusion, "Yesterday I took all the compensation for Shuang'er and Shangguan on myself, and didn't ask them to pay a penny. Yet, the two uncles are still mad at me..."

Fatty Yulong immediately said, "Yes, yes, they are very angry with you. Even if I go to their house to apologize personally, it won't help... Anyway, just remember, don't go near those two places."

Ye Feng scratched his head and walked out of Fenglingju suspiciously.

I always feel that what Master said just now is a bit strange.

Inside the courtyard, Huang Ling'er said with a worried look on her face, "Dad, Senior Brother...are you really okay going out to play?"

Fatty Yulong shrugged and said, "What could be the problem? Didn't he say that he suffered a serious head injury in yesterday's fierce battle and lost his memory? If he has lost his memory, what else could be the problem? Never mind your senior brother, there are still some problems with the steps you took just now. Xun, Kan, Li, Xun, Kun, although the order is correct, the range of your upper body is still a bit stiff and there is no flexibility.

Ling'er, remember, whenever you use the phantom technique, it means you are facing close combat.

Cultivators releasing magic weapons and activating various magical powers from a distance are not actually scary. The real danger lies in close combat, where swords flash and sabers flash, and within a short distance, one could lose their life at any time..."

Ye Feng held Sanzhier in his arms and walked along the mountainside road, breathing the fresh morning air and feeling refreshed.

"Isn't this Ye Feng? Why...why did you come out?"

"The air is nice in the morning, come and take a walk with your pet. See you later!"

……

"Ye Feng? Why did you run out instead of staying in your room to reflect on your mistakes?"

"I've already made a soul-touching confession. I don't need to reflect on it anymore!"

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"Junior Brother Ye? How dare you disobey the order of Uncle Yuchenzi and come out during your confinement period? This is simply outrageous!"

"A dog catching a rat is meddling in other people's business. Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

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"leaf……"

"Ye your sister, get out..."

The entire Yunhai Sect now knows what happened yesterday.

Seeing Ye Feng, who was supposed to be facing the wall in the room to reflect on his mistakes, openly appearing and wandering on the mountainside, he attracted the pointing and criticism of many passing disciples.

Ye Feng didn't indulge them. When he saw the elderly, he greeted them with a smile.

When he sees someone younger, he speaks harshly to them.

A young disciple was beaten to a pulp by Ye Feng just because he said he was going to file a complaint at the Discipline Institute.