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Chapter 145

After two or three days, Hongyu's injuries had recovered.

Ye Shu made a table of dishes, but Hongyu ate them all in one bite.

Hongyu appeared as the body of Yuan Ling, but in fact she could not eat anything at all. What she called eating was to absorb all the essence of the dish in one breath.

Then, Ye Shu became depressed.

The dish that was sucked by Hongyu had no taste at all.

The dishes on that table looked like they were still vegetables, but they were actually vegetables residue.

There was no choice but Ye Shu could only pour out all the vegetables on the table and make it again.

Hongyu, who was "full", ran to the living room with satisfaction and watched cartoons.

This guy is fascinated by cartoons and runs out every day as a Yuanling body, which is obvious to one hour.

Fortunately, if she returns to her original body, she can move freely in the sea and have the talent for water control. Not only can she eat enough in the sea, but she can also bring back some fish to add vegetables to Ye Shu.

After absorbing the essence and blood of the dragon, Hongyu's body looks a bit fierce and ugly. Unless he goes into the water to eat, he will not be willing to meet others.

If her body had not been able to escape from water for a long time, I was afraid she could even watch TV all day.

Ye Shu was also a little helpless about this. He once thought about whether to send her to school.

Unfortunately, her Yuanling body can only appear for one hour a day, and there is really nothing we can do about it.

After dinner, Ye Shu said to Hongyu, who was sitting in the living room and watching TV, "I said Hongyu, it's great to practice when you have time, or you can read books, and you can watch cartoons."

"What's the point of cultivation? As for reading books, I don't know many words, how do you read it?" Hongyu stared at the TV and said, "It's still a cartoon that looks good!"

Ye Shu really had no choice but to do anything to her, so he tried to say, "Think about it, if you have a high level of cultivation, you will not be bullied. Just like last time, when someone looked over in a mirror, you would be injured. How uncomfortable, right?"

Hongyu shook her head, shook the two small braids on her head and swayed left and right, and said indifferently: "I just won't show up in front of others in the future, so that others won't hurt me."

Ye Shu scratched the back of his head and coaxing the child was not his specialty. He was very worried that if he continued like this, Hongyu would become a home girl.

After thinking about it, he said again: "If you have a high level of cultivation, you will not be able to come out to watch TV and cartoons every day in the future.

With a high level of cultivation, I can watch cartoons all day long, and I can also go to school and play with Youxuan."

As if he was moved, Hongyu turned her head and asked, "Master, are you saying true?"

Ye Shu nodded repeatedly and said, "Of course it's true. How could I lie to you? Right?"

Then, he discussed and said, "Hongyu, don't call me master in the future, call me master, I will accept you as my disciple, okay?"

Hongyu tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she was a little confused, and asked, "Master, what is the master? What is the acceptance of me as a disciple?"

"Accepting you as a disciple is the method I teach you how to practice. As for 'Master', it's a title." Ye Shu didn't go into detail, but just introduced it briefly.

Hongyu nodded, shook her head again, and said, "It's okay to call Master Master, but I know how to practice the method, and you don't need to teach it."

Ye Shu: "..."

OK, I don't seem to know how to teach her.

Do you teach her to "strike up with carp"? They are born to know it!

He sighed and said, "Okay, just be happy."

It's not easy to cheat a disciple.

Hongyu suddenly asked, "Master, my name is Hongyu, is my surname Hongyu?"

Ye Shu smiled and said, "No, your sister Orange has thought about it for you before. Your surname is Li, and your original body is a carp, which is homophone."

"Li Hongyu?" Hongyu read it again and said, "It sounds not good! I want my surname Ye, and the same surname as my master, Ye Hongyu... Ye Hongyu, well, I like this.

I decided to call Ye Hongyu in the future.”

"If you can do it, then you can call Ye Hongyu." Ye Shu didn't feel anything wrong, so he agreed directly.

Then he corrected: "Just call me master, don't call me master."

Hongyu ticked her little head and said, "I understand, Master, Master."

Ye Shu was speechless, and it seemed that he couldn't change it all at once.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ye Shu got up and opened the door. It was Song Zhe, who followed Chen Renlin behind him.

They made an appointment yesterday, and Song Zhe said he wanted to bring his junior brother to apologize.

When he invited the person into the room, Hongyu saw Chen Renlin and was so scared that she stopped watching the cartoons, she disappeared directly and returned to the spiritual realm.

A few days ago, Chen Renlin's demon-suppressing mirror shone on her Yuan Lingzhi. The feeling was quite terrifying, as if she had become a snowman, and the light emitted by the mirror was like the sun, and it was about to melt her entire body.

It was the first time that Song Zhe saw Hongyu's Yuan Ling body. Although he just glanced at it quickly, he could see it very clearly. He couldn't help but praise: "What a Yuan Ling body! What's even more rare is that his breath is clear and clear!"

Chen Renlin, who was following behind him, subconsciously licked his lips.

Ye Shu glanced at Chen Renlin and snorted softly, and the latter smiled awkwardly.

When the guest and the host sat down, Ye Shu made tea, after all, the visitor was a guest.

But don’t think about spiritual tea, just ordinary tea leaves.

Song Zhe coughed lightly, winked at Chen Renlin. The latter understood and took out a box and put it on the table, pushing it towards Ye Shu.

"I didn't know before that demon spirit was a fellow Taoist's war pet, so he offended it.

This is our Wudang specialty. The betel plum fruit is not an ordinary betel plum fruit, but a spiritual fruit planted by the ancestors. After taking it, it can not only condense the true essence, but also increase the affinity with the wood spirit energy.

I also ask fellow Daoist Ye to accept it and forgive my previous reckless behavior."

There is a bit of sincerity between the words, but it is also mixed with a bit of pain.

Ye Shu could probably guess that this should not be Chen Renlin's original intention, but Song Zhe's meaning.

He nodded and said, "It's over, but fortunately nothing happened. As for the gift, it's not necessary. My Hongyu has nothing to do after a few days of rest."

No matter what, Song Zhe was in the same team as him, and he always wanted to give him some face.

People came to the door to apologize, and he couldn't keep holding on to this matter.
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