Zhu Yue buried too deep in his thoughts, and accidentally spilled tea on his seven-star horoscope.

He hurriedly put down the cup, carefully wiped the roulette wheel with his sleeve, and then took it back with his palm, then took a deep breath and picked up a leather-faced book from his desk with the words "Pointing to the Heavenly Zen Heart".

After turning a few pages, he put the book into his sleeve, left the floating hall, and walked straight to the bamboo house where Shui Ling'er lived.

The fairy and demon banquet had fun, but he was also tired enough, Shui Ling'er was sleeping soundly at this time, dreaming of fighting with Ling'er, and happily rolling on the slopes of Baixiang Valley. He was sweating profusely when a big cold hand stroked his forehead and wiped away the sweat for him. He opened his eyes, rubbed them, and when he saw the face in front of him, he pouted and called, "Master."

Although Zhuyue is a master, she has always been kind and rarely has a strong voice towards the water bell. But at this time, Shui Ling'er only felt that he was unusually gentle, rubbing his little face with one hand, his eyes were full of love, and the other hand was not knowing what he was pinching.

"Master, haven't you slept so late?" he asked with sleepy eyes.

Zhuyue said softly: "Master can't sleep, come and see you." ”

"Oh, master, shall we sleep together? Ling'er likes to sleep with his master. He said as he pulled Zhuyue's sleeve.

Zhuyue smiled: "Silly boy, you are almost six years old, and you have grown up a little, you can't always look forward to sleeping with your master." One day, you will have to go out on your own, without the master's follow, only the master's blessing. ”

"Huh......? Don't grow up that Ling'er!" Shui Ling'er didn't even think about it, and blurted out this sentence. Because listening to Zhuyue's meaning, it seems to mean that when he grows up, he will leave himself.

Zhuyue was stunned for a moment and asked, "Don't you want to grow up?" But on the way to the Jiangnan family, didn't you keep thinking about growing up quickly?"

"This ......," he was speechless for a moment.

Yes, if you don't grow up quickly, you can't take on more responsibilities. But if he grows up, it means that the master can no longer love and spoil him as much as he does now, then it is not a bad thing to grow up slowly...... In his little brain, there are really a lot of contradictions.

Zhuyue stuffed the things in his hand into his little hand and instructed: "Ling'er, listen well, this refers to the heart of the first to seventh layers of Tianzen, the master asks you to protect this book, and don't hand it over to anyone lightly." And when you cultivate, you have to go step by step, and don't go crazy because you're in a hurry, can you hear clearly?"

"Master, I'm really in a hurry, I have to come in the middle of the night to teach the tricks, Uncle Shi, they are really right!" Shui Ling'er muttered to herself.

But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and plunged into Zhuyue's arms, shouting: "Master, why did you hand over this book to Ling'er in the middle of the night?

Seeing that this clever ghost seemed to be aware, Zhu Yue hurriedly straightened him and comforted: "Of course, the master has to teach it personally, but as the saying goes, 'The master leads the door, and the cultivation is in the individual', even if the master teaches you, most of the knowledge needs to be understood by yourself." ”

"Oh," he nodded, feeling that the master had a point, but still felt that something was wrong. But a wave of drowsiness hit him, and he lazily didn't want to think about it, so he covered his mouth and yawned.

Zhuyue smiled lovingly, let him lie down, and said, "Ling'er, you sleep, tomorrow is another day." The master is here to accompany you, and you will leave when you fall asleep. ”

Shui Ling'er grabbed the corner of Zhuyue's clothes, feeling happy in her heart, secretly thinking that even if she is a child with a father and a mother, she can get happiness and love, I'm afraid there is only so much, right?

Tasting the warmth from the master, he fell into a sweet dream again.