The yard was very quiet, allowing him to sleep peacefully for another two hours before returning to sleep, but when he woke up, he did not wait for the little maid, but instead came to Mu Qi.

At that time, Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes drowsily and saw Mu Qi's beautiful face close at hand, his mood was complicated.

The moment he opened his eyes, Mu Hao's smile deepened rapidly: "Master, can you sleep well? The disciple just now saw that you were sleeping so sweetly, and I couldn't bear to wake you up."

Xie Zhiwei lowered his eyes and looked up, then raised his head and said, "...Can you get up from me first?"

Mu Hao responded as obediently as he did in the past, and then slowly turned over and got out of bed.

Xie Zhiwei also hurriedly got up from the bed. Under such a scene, it always felt weird to have the prop "bed" in the scene.

He patted the folds on his body twice with his hand, Mu Qian lowered his head slightly, but looked at him without blinking. After he was done, Mu Hao sighed softly: "I finally saw the true appearance of Master."

Xie Zhiwei said, "What am I really like?"

He sat beside the table and picked up the scroll coldly: "Tell me, what do I really look like?"

This somewhat stopped Mu Hao.

To be honest, he didn't say it well either. Before his rebirth, Xie Zhiwei gave him the impression of a gentle elder. It was still the same after the rebirth, but it was a lot closer to him than gentleness.

He had hardly ever seen Xie Zhiwei angry. Even in the Xuanyun Sword Sect, Xie Zhiwei's rebuke to Ming Kong was just the righteous words that Xie Zhiwei always used to treat wicked people. But now, he has almost never seen Xie Zhiwei not angry...

Seeing that he was speechless, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but smile slightly, but his face did not return any warmth. "I wear Taoist robes, speak pleasantly, and treat you well, that's what I really look like. I'm rude, my words are cold, and I'm not good to you, so it's not, right?"

"It's not like that." Mu Qi blurted out, and he took a step forward, "It's the disciple who made a blunder, I don't care how the master is or how the master loves, as long as you call me master, the disciple will live and die with the master forever. Follow."

Xie Zhiwei shook his head: "You said it too early."

"Isn't it enough for the disciple to forbear revenge for the master for four years?" Mu Hao's tone changed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Don't hide it from the master, if it wasn't for an accidental meeting with the master, I'm afraid that at this moment, the disciple would also be lying outside the city of Zaoji. in the coffin..."

Xie Zhiwei lifted his forehead.

When he was wearing the Chiyan mask, he saw Mu Hao's world-weary look at his coffin. At that time, he just thought the male protagonist was strange and unwilling. But somehow, when Mu Yu said this miserable face-to-face, it made him panic.

He didn't do anything, why did he take the male protagonist in such a way that he didn't even care about his life, and what kind of star and sea are he still fighting?

Xie Zhiwei said in annoyance: "Don't talk nonsense, you...you're still young."

Mu Hao looked at him firmly, tears in his eyes flickering: "The disciple is not talking nonsense. It was said by the master himself. One day is a teacher, and one life is not abandoned. Does the master remember?"

Xie Zhiwei raised his forehead again.

If he knew that every word he said could turn the male protagonist's favorability towards him to the wrong way, and let him remember it so thoroughly, he would rather be a mute.

Xie Zhiwei said: "But I don't know, you have such a mind. Have you ever seen a disciple who treats his master..." He coughed lightly, unable to continue.

Mu Hao said with relief: "It turns out that this is what Shizun is worried about. Then, the disciple will go to ask the younger Shishu's disciples tomorrow if anyone has the same thoughts about the little Shishu, so that the little Shizun and Shizun can be with him. how?"

Xie Zhiwei almost tore the scroll in his hand, he said with black lines all over his head: "I didn't mean that..."

"Then what Shizun means is... the head master?"

"Shut up!" Xie Zhiwei couldn't help it, and slapped the table with his hand: "You dare to be so foolish, I...I..."

...I can't justify what you are doing.

This bastard thinks that he is very happy to bend, and others are willing to be like him, right? Chu knows that, he is tall and big, and it is almost the same for him to oppress others. Yan Zhifei is rigid and dignified. Just thinking about how unsmiling he is when he flirts with others is very inconsistent!

"Master, don't be angry, your health is important." Seeing that Xie Zhiwei was really angry, Mu Qian hurried forward, imagining to beat his back and rub his shoulders like he did back then.

Xie Zhiwei ducked sideways.

"Let's go, I have nothing to say to you." If it goes on like this, his three views will be destroyed sooner or later, and he has to find a way to escape quickly.

Mu Hao was startled, his hands still hanging in the air: "But Master, I still want to tell you that I caught it today..."

"Go out, I don't want to know."

The whole room was quiet, but within three seconds, there was a knock on the door outside.

Xie Zhiwei frowned: "Didn't I want you to go?"

"Xie Zhenren, it's me."

It was the little girl's voice.

Xie Zhiwei immediately responded: "Come in."

As soon as the little maid closed the door, Xie Zhiwei asked, "Can I ask? Who is your son arresting?"

Chapter 87 Past Life

The little maid said: "I asked, this time it was two men who were arrested."

Xie Zhiwei raised his eyebrows: "Male?" It was still two, which was completely unexpected.

Xie Zhiwei asked again, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." The little maid nodded. "He... He said that although he was not allowed to look closely, when he whipped the whip, it was definitely a man, and he would not have heard it wrong."

That's probably irrelevant.

Mu Qi is no longer a thing, and it is impossible to beat his little uncle, right? Not to mention Qiu Chongyun and Tantai Meng, how could such a beautiful girl scream like ghosts and wolves?

It was also written in the original book that the voices of the girls in Mu Qi's harem were all "euphemistically like a yellow warbler out of the valley".

Xie Zhiwei coughed dryly and said, "That being the case, the little girl has worked hard, and if you are kind-hearted, you will definitely have good luck."

The little girl was embarrassed by his thanks, so she pursed her lips and smiled: "Xie Zhenren is so polite, remember to help me with fortune-telling when you have time."

"That's for sure."

The little girl arrived at Xie and left happily. Xie Zhiwei accepted his expression and immediately knocked on the system.

"Grass python hero, come out."

"Hey, Idol, wait a moment, I'll be here soon."

Xie Zhiwei had to wait patiently, and five minutes later, the dialog box over there came up. "Come on idol, continue with yesterday's?"

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but sneer: "You're quite busy. I remember four years ago you knocked on me and asked if you had anything to do. It's so quiet now. Is it because watching the plot is useless and giving up treatment?"

The grass python hero quickly explained: "No, no, it just happened to be busy these few days."

"You're dead, what else is there to do?"

"Cough cough, it's not been a long time, it's itchy, I... I'll run to open the pit."

It was a great pleasure for Xie Zhiwei in his spare time to follow and read the text. He became interested as soon as he heard it: "What are you talking about? Show me."

"It's still cultivating." The grass python hero cleared his throat: "But... I just started, and I can't do it now. I need to find inspiration again, and I'll show you when I'm fat."

"It's so mysterious." Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but said, "I'll tell you what inspiration I need, I've experienced it myself."