The Disciple’s Diligence Makes the Master Seem Lazy - Chapter 84

[Chapter 84: The Serious Book Read by An Zhiyu]

Hearing what An Zhiyu said, Dazhu was very interested. She leaned over, blushed, and asked shyly:

“What kind of book is it? What type of book? I prefer the master-disciple type. Do you have any more of this kind?”

“Something’s wrong with you.”

An Zhiyu looked at Dazhu, her eyes flickering. She was not like this before. I remember when I first said it, she said she would never read it. Now she was asking if there were any more?

“Don’t look at me. I’m asking you.” Dazhu asked softly with a blushing face. If he kept staring at her like this, she would be shy.

“I have dozens of storybooks.” An Zhiyu said. Fortunately, the copies were burned in the kitchen last time, otherwise, these ancient articles would really be lost.

“Borrow one to tell your story.” Dazhu smiled.

“But I really don’t have any master-disciple stories, except the one I gave you. The others are not master-disciple stories, but some more unrestrained and explicit stories. The plots are rich and full, the main storyline is clear at a glance, and there are all kinds of moves you can’t even imagine. It’s really eye-opening, but you should read your master-disciple story carefully. These are useless to you.”

“I want to expand my knowledge.” Da’er licked her lips suddenly, she was very curious.

“Okay.” An Zhiyu’s hand trembled, and dozens of books fell out of the storage bag. “

People who can’t get in the sun can”

“What I miss is trembling together “

“If there is a loophole, it must be plugged in time”

“I can do both critical hits and attack speed”

“No one will be willing to keep revealing their scars, unless they are not scars at all” “

…”

A small pile of books with yellowed covers appeared on the bed. These books are genuine books.

The last time she burned in the kitchen were all photocopies. Later, she followed her master and senior brothers to do tasks to make money, and then turned around to buy genuine books.

Because she knew that the authors of these books worked very hard, she would definitely buy genuine books if she could.

Dahu took a deep breath and said, “Are these all frivolous books?”

An Zhiyu knocked on Dahu’s head and said, “What are you talking about? These are all serious books with rich and full stories. Don’t talk nonsense.”

“No one wants to keep revealing their scars, unless they are not scars at all.” Isn’t the name of this book too long?” Dahu counted, twenty or thirty words.

An Zhiyu said seriously, “It is a bit long. This is a book related to emotions. It is very touching. I cry every time I read it. I admire the author of these books. How did he come up with it?”

She pointed at the pile of books and said, “Whatever you want, take it.”

“Have you read all of these?” Dahu asked. “

I have read almost all of them. I only keep the classic ones. But all the ones that are kept are excellent. I plan to go and see if there are any new books next month and buy a few more to see.”

Since she broke through the realm, she has completely forgotten about quitting masturbation.

Dahu asked again: “I still want to ask if there are any master-disciple stories?”

She only wanted to read this kind of books now. She

was not interested in other books for the time being, because she felt that they would not be used. Only books that could be used were good books.

An Zhiyu said: “There are none now, but I know where there are. Next time we go to Funong Town, I will take you there secretly.”

“Okay.” Dahu nodded, and then said: “You read these books. Do your master and your senior brothers know?”

“Are you stupid?”

An Zhiyu poked Dahu’s head, “How could they know? You just need to know this thing yourself. Read it to kill time when you are bored.”

She rarely read it, just a few glances occasionally. After all, these books are of no use to cultivation. Fortunately, reading these books does not take up much of her time.

Compared with the time for cultivation, this time is simply a drop in the bucket.

She put these books away, looked at Dahu, and said: “It’s too boring on a rainy day now. Why don’t we read that master-disciple story together?”

“Haven’t you read it?”

“It’s okay, I’ll accompany you to read it. Reviewing the old and learning the new, you can be a teacher.” An Zhiyu said.

“Hmm.”

Daxu hummed and reached out to pull down the curtain. This sneaky feeling made An Zhiyu speechless. It wasn’t like she was doing anything bad, so why did she put down the curtain?

After putting the curtain away, Daxu took the book out of the storage ring.

Turned to the chapter she saw last time.

“It’s been so long, and you’ve only read fifty pages?” An Zhiyu looked at her. This was too slow. I remember that it had been a long time since I gave it to her.

“I rarely read it. I only flipped through it occasionally. This is not the main content. I mainly practice.” Daxu just thought the plot inside was interesting, so she flipped through it.

I read a few pages when I was bored, and I used the rest of the time to practice.

An Zhiyu said, “Okay, let’s start.” Daxu

reached out and turned the page down. A new chapter began. The title was “The master who teaches his disciples Taoism on rainy days is really great.”

The title was ordinary, but it fits the current atmosphere. It’s also raining now, and it looks different.

The two of them lay on the bed, quietly watching the scenes in the book.

The new chapter tells the story of waking up in the morning, and the master in white clothes found that it was pouring rain outside. The master felt so bored, so he went to find his little apprentice.

When he came to the little apprentice’s room, he found that the door of the room was locked. After listening carefully, a strange sound came from inside, intermittent, sometimes gentle, sometimes low, and the melody sometimes accelerated.

When the master heard it, he felt something was wrong. The apprentice should be sick.

He pushed the door open and saw the little apprentice on the couch tapping several important acupuncture points on the body and using spiritual power for treatment.

Sure enough, she was sick.

The master walked in, locked the door, came to the little apprentice’s couch, and then helped her heal her…

It was obviously a plot that could be written in a few sentences, but the book actually used tens of thousands of words to write it, and it was still focused on portraying it, and the details were described to the extreme.

Dalu and An Zhiyu blushed when they saw it. Although An Zhiyu has so many books, she still felt embarrassed when she saw this kind of plot.

The two of them were hot all over, but they pretended to be calm.

This is a complete plot, you can’t read it in fragments, you have to finish it.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Daxu and An Zhiyu were startled and almost broke out in a sweat.

Daxu quickly put the book into the storage ring. An Zhiyu sat up straight, took out a Taoist book, and pretended to read. Daxu pulled

up the curtain, her whole body was red, her face was red and almost dripping, and she was so shy that her breathing was a little nervous.

Li Xu knocked on the door gently outside: “Little Daxu, are you in there?”

Daxu regained her composure as soon as possible and said, “Master, I’m here, what do you want to talk to me about?”

Li Xu said, “It’s raining now, and I just have time. I have to check your physical condition.”

“The door is not locked, you can come in.”

“Okay.”

Li Xu pushed the door open.

At the same time, a cool breeze blew, and he came into view in white clothes.

Such a familiar scene came to my face.

Da’er and An Zhiyu immediately thought of the content of the book they had just read. It was also a rainy day, and the master walked into the little apprentice’s room.

Their faces turned red, and their palms were sweaty with nervousness.

(End of this chapter)