My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"It's the disciple's lack of thinking that puts the master in trouble. As long as it doesn't make things difficult for the master, it's okay for the disciple to feel a little wronged." Pei Yiqiu didn't hide his grievance, and said frankly, with a look full of relief.

Disobeying orders was nothing more than receiving some punishment, and he had a clear conscience, but if he made his master kneel on the washboard, he would never be able to feel at ease.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm not talking about kneeling on the washboard." Chang Aotian choked on his words, choked on his tea, coughed several times, and explained awkwardly.

Although it is not a secret to the disciples that he kneels on the washboard, it will still make people feel embarrassed if he says it in person. This apprentice is the same, he is good at everything, but he is too honest, and he doesn't care whether others look good or not, he will say everything in front of others.

"Oh." Pei Yiqiu responded, obviously disapproving.

If it’s not a matter of kneeling on the washboard, what else could it be? If I hadn't been afraid of causing you, Master, to suffer, how could I have given up and surrendered so decisively?

"Actually, Fenghua and the others used a sword together..." Chang Aotian was accidentally stabbed in a painful spot by Pei Yiqiu. Although he was embarrassed, he patiently explained to him.

He still values ​​this disciple very much and doesn't want what happened today to ruin his cultivation intention, so he must make this matter clear to him.

"Ms. sir, come and help me see why Yaoyao's injuries are getting worse and worse." Right here, Wen Wanru's panicked shouts came from the bedroom. Probably because she felt that she had wrongly blamed Chang Aotian today, her name for him became much more tender.

If Gu Fenghua and others heard her words, they would definitely break out in a cold sweat: The more treatment, the worse it gets. How did you heal the injury? Poor Yaoyao, it's not easy to survive until now.

"Come on, come on, madam, don't be anxious, I'll be here soon." Chang Aotian didn't think much about it. When he heard the word "Mr. Lord", it was as if he had eaten honey, and his old face was about to burst into laughter.

"That's all, your master wife called me, so I won't tell you any more. You will probably be able to see with your own eyes tomorrow what Gu Fenghua's strength is, and then you will understand the master's painstaking efforts." Chang Aotian thought about Jiao Jiao After hearing his wife's call, he dropped Pei Yiqiu and ran over.

Behind him, Pei Yiqiu looked at his master's back, which was filled with joy and seemed to have suddenly become hundreds of years younger, with sympathy in his eyes.

Although the title of Master's wife became so tender, he knew what would happen if the master could not cure Yaoyao's injury for a while. And judging from the master's overbearing temperament, she might not listen to him if she calls him over. The injury will probably get worse with treatment.

No, we can't stay any longer, lest we see Master in embarrassment and everyone loses face.

Pei Yiqiu shook his head and walked out. He thought about what his master had just said, which was only half of what he said, and he was a little confused: Could it be that Gu Fenghua and others are really that strong, and the master really asked him to abstain for his own sake? ?

In another courtyard, Changsun Luocang was staying in the room, and Zhan Jiuzhou was sitting face to face. The glazed magic lamp on the table gave off a dim light, making his old face look particularly gloomy.

"So, they saw that your Holy Spirit root comes from the art of seizing souls?" Changsun Luocang asked in a deep voice.

"It should just be a guess." Zhan Jiuzhou said, recalling the situation at that time.