She glanced at the person in front of her, whose eyes were bright with excitement and who kept asking questions. Shen Ying wanted to answer a few times, but she couldn't get a word in. Her ears were filled with his rapid-fire voice. After asking dozens of questions, he finally seemed to be tired. His voice became slower and slower, and his eyelids drooped down, looking like he was about to fall asleep. He was a child to begin with. He had cooked two meals in the morning, and had just learned how to draw Qi into his body. It was normal to be tired.
"Master, Master, I often … don't understand what you're talking about. Did I … forget something?"
"Master, Master, I can cook a lot … a lot of delicious food? So … you'll always be with me, right? "
"Master, Master, Yi Qing likes you … more than Grandma Wang …"
With that said, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. His little body swayed and fell forward, looking like he was about to hit the ground.
Shen Ying casually scooped him up and carried him back, her eyes darkening. With a sigh, he turned around and walked into the house.
Hmm, hopefully he wouldn't sleep for too long. After all … he still had dinner!
Speaking of which … who was Grandma Wang?
— — — —
Fortunately, Chef only slept for two hours before waking up.
Yi Qing rubbed his eyes and got up. He was stunned when he saw Shen Ying guarding by the bed. His little eyes brightened instantly. He didn't know why, but he felt warm in his heart.
When he was in the small mountain village, he was always alone. That was why he was especially envious of the other children in the village. They had parents beside them when they slept. Even Niuniu had Grandma Wang. Only he didn't. Every day, he slept alone and woke alone. Although he was already used to it, he always felt that somewhere was empty.
But now, he seemed to have one too. He had a Master!
"Master." He turned and hugged the person beside him. His whole little head was buried in her.
Shen Ying didn't pay attention and was almost knocked down by him. She hurriedly moved one leg to the side to stabilize herself. Coincidentally, she kicked the bamboo basket at the side. With a crash, fruit cores fell all over the ground.
Yi Qing was still in her arms. He looked at the fruit cores on the ground, then looked at Shen Ying. Suddenly, he understood something. His little brows furrowed in disapproval.
Shen Ying subconsciously looked at the sky, pretending that she didn't see anything.
"Master, didn't you say that these fruits are not ripe yet and can't be eaten for the time being?"
"Er … this is actually what Father Niu ate!" Yes, definitely.
"Mas … ter!"
"Alright, I was waiting for you to wake up. I was bored after sitting for too long, so I ate a few."
"You've finished eating."
"…" Chef had indeed changed. He never talked about her in the past. He must have been led astray by Father Niu!
"Master …" Yi Qing sighed and sat up straight like a little adult. His face was serious and he was about to say something.
Suddenly, a childish voice came from the door. He said carefully, "Disciple Lou Tao requests to see Supremacy Shen. Uncle-Master Yi Qing?"
Lou Tao? Who?
Shen Ying paused.
Seeing that there was no response from the outside, he probed, "Supremacy, Little Uncle-Master, are you there?"
"Here!" Yi Qing answered and immediately jumped down from the bed. He brushed off the wrinkled corner of his clothes and glanced at Shen Ying. "Come in."
Only then did the creaking sound of the door being pushed open. Unexpectedly, a child about the same age as Yi Qing came in. He had a round face and small eyes filled with curiosity. He looked surprisingly … round.
Alright, very round. This was a little fatty. Even the blue and white disciple robe he was wearing looked like a Taobao buyer's show.
He first looked at Yi Qing, then looked at Shen Ying who was behind him. Perhaps it was because of his obesity that he bowed slowly. "Greetings, Supremacy, Little Uncle-Master."
"What's the matter?" Shen Ying asked.
"Replying to Supremacy, my father … no, the sect master." He seemed to have said it out of habit. After thinking for a while, he changed the way he addressed Shen Ying. "The sect master asked me to bring Little Uncle-Master to the Disciple Hall to record your disciple nameplate."
Yi Qing was stunned. Then he remembered that Lonemoon seemed to have mentioned this before. He nodded. "Alright!"
"And …" Lou Tao looked at Shen Ying and continued. "Supremacy Lonemoon asked me to invite Supremacy Shen to the main hall."
"Huh?" Shen Ying leaned lazily against the headboard. Why did Father Niu call her again? "So troublesome …"
"Supremacy, Little Uncle-Master, please follow me!" Lou Tao hurriedly took a step to the side and made an inviting gesture.
"Master, let's go!" Seeing that Shen Ying had no intention of moving, Yi Qing could only turn around and grab her hand.
Shen Ying then stood up and followed the little fatty to the transportation array in front of the house.
Lou Tao wanted to bring Yi Qing to register his nameplate first, but Yi Qing refused. He sent Shen Ying all the way to the main hall and watched her enter before turning in the direction of the Disciple Hall.
Lou Tao looked confused. They could have arrived once they got out of the transportation array. Why did they have to go through the extra steps? But thinking back to his father's words, he suddenly seemed to understand something.
"Little Uncle-Master, you are so good to Master." No wonder he became the disciple of Supremacy.
Yi Qing stopped in his tracks. He instantly remembered the dark history of a certain someone getting lost five or six times a day on a peak that was only a few hundred meters above sea level. He remained silent.
But the little fatty was a little excited. He was the son of the sect master. Among the entire younger generation of disciples in Honesty Sect, he was the youngest and the highest in seniority. Behind him was a row of junior brothers and sisters, and even apprentice-nephews. So everyone had to add the word "little" in front of his address.
Lou Tao, who was in the rebellious phase, was naturally very unhappy. He didn't expect an Uncle-Master, the disciple of a Soul Formation Supremacy, who was even higher in seniority than him. He immediately felt better. So before the other party registered his nameplate, he called him Little Uncle-Master, Little Uncle-Master first, with a very warm attitude.
As if he had known beforehand that Yi Qing did not like to talk, he led him through several teleportation arrays while gesticulating and chattering, introducing all kinds of things to Yi Qing. He told him almost everything, from a few good-looking new disciples in the outer sect to which female cultivator the sect elders were interested in.
It was like a moving little encyclopedia. Yi Qing also listened along the way without any intention of stopping him. But in his heart, he was thinking — what should he cook for Master tonight?
The two of them talked while the other was absent-minded. They were rather harmonious along the way. Seeing that they were about to reach the Disciples' Hall, there was a commotion in front.
Lou Tao stopped in his tracks. Only then did he see a circle of people in front of the Disciples' Hall. They were all children less than ten years old. Some wore blue and white disciple robes like him, while the other group wore green robes. They were divided into two sides and seemed to be arguing about something.
"Aren't they from Green Robes Sect?" Lou Tao was stunned for a moment. He frowned and looked at Yi Qing. He explained casually, "I heard from my father that their sect was exterminated by the demon clan. My father and Uncle-Master saved some disciples with great difficulty. Why are they gathered here? Little Uncle-Master, let's go and take a look? "
"Yes."
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