Chapter 6 — I Missed Sleeping With Master

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When Ky Uyen first arrived, he was timid and quiet, and when people bullied him, he did not fight back. Frequently bringing back injuries. Under my questioning, he bowed his head and muttered in a low voice:

“I don't want to cause trouble for senior sister.”

What kind of trouble is this? Tham So Bach led us to the door demanding justice. The person tries to preach morality to the opponent:

"Disciples must be taught well from a young age. Now that this is the case, what will happen in the future?"

The opponent snorted in contempt, treating his words like a breeze. I pushed Tham So Bach aside.

“Show me!”

I told Ky Uyen:

"Senior sister really taught me to treat others kindly. But if others take the initiative to cause trouble, I can't just stand still and wait to be beaten."

At that time, Ky Uyen's face still had wounds on it, but his eyes were sparkling when he looked at me. Why did it change into its current appearance? I closed my eyes, spiritual energy circulated in the palm of my hand, but I couldn't do anything. In the end, that palm hit himself again. Wiping away the blood spilling from the corner of my lips, I shook my head and pushed away Tham So Bach's hand that wanted to help me.

“I'm fine.”

After that, I looked towards Ky Uyen.

"You have become what you are today because this senior sister did not teach you strictly. I will accept this blow for you."

“Go away.”

“Don't appear in front of me from now on.”

I turned around and left without turning around. The night was heavy and dark. Tham So Bach silently bent down and steadily carried me up. I lay on his back, not saying a word. A long time later, his low voice fell in my ears, gentle and gentle.

“If you feel uncomfortable, just cry.”

“It's not enough to cry.”

My voice is sad.

"It's just that the child I watched grow up to become like that, and no one would be comfortable with it."

By the way, I sarcastically said something about Tham So Bach.

"I'm not like some people. As I get older, my memory is poor. I forget everything I said and promised."

The forest trees are tall, their branches and leaves are layer upon layer, covering more than half of the moonlight. Fireflies fly among the grass, each point of light appearing and disappearing. Tham So Bach's footsteps stopped.

“I have never forgotten.”

I smiled softly, not wanting to argue further. Chest pain. Knowing that, I didn't beat myself up so honestly just now. Ky Uyen and I are essentially not much different. Ky Uyen is crazy stubborn, using extreme possessiveness to keep me by her side. He thinks that being nice with everything he has is the only way to keep me. But aren't we the same? The first time I met someone was so amazing. I firmly believe that Tham So Bach must be an extremely talented monk, famous across the world, admired by thousands of people. So I was angry and cowered in a corner of the sect, foolishly locking myself away. What we consider to be our expectations, from beginning to end, is nothing more than forcing our own attachments onto others. The bottom of my eyes rose to a layer of heat and moisture. My voice is hoarse.

“Sorry.”

"In the end, Ky Uyen and I are both using the name of love to bind others."

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The training session ended early. Regarding Ky Uyen's departure, I only said that his commitment was not resolved and he decided to practice alone for a while. Little sister was smart, she hugged my neck and cried, tears falling drop by drop.

“Second senior brother promised to wait for me to complete Duoc's assessment Tong, he will give me a spirit beast..."

Her voice was choked.

“He will return, right?”

I once claimed that the spiritual platform is clear, that all things in the world cannot stop me or disturb me. But in the end, because of recent events, I was mentally disturbed and couldn't raise my spirits for several days in a row. I then used the excuse of being injured and felt comfortable being the shopkeeper and washed my hands of it. Not even two days after giving up, the third junior brother rushed to find me.

“The master and the sect leader quarreled.”

When we arrived, the sect leader was stomping his feet in anger, pointing at Tham So Bach and scolding:

“Tham So Bach, are you crazy?”

"Tell me again, how do you plan to explain to Tien Minh?"

Tham So Bach clasped his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

"It's because I'm shameless, it's me who's low-class, it's me who seduces you."

The sect leader laughed coldly.

“You really are very low-class.”

After scolding Tham So Bach, he saw me standing outside the door and immediately changed his face.

"Loc Nam is here, come in quickly."

He had a full smile on his face.

“Are you tired from practicing recently? If you need help from the sect master, just say so."

I arbitrarily found a reason to push the sect leader away. After that, Tham So Bach's eyes fell straight on me.

“You've gotten thinner.”

I feel like you're trying to find something to say. Then he casually replied:

“Holding a cup.”

Silent for a long time, Tham So Bach pursed her lips and said softly:

"In the past, it wasn't that I didn't want to accept you, it was just..."

I understand Tham So Bach's meaning. Lang Tieu Tong no longer flourished, the elites in the sect all fell, one night it collapsed, the mountain gate was desolate and desolate. He also no longer has the youthful spirit of the past. He did not accept me as a disciple because he was afraid of ruining my future.

“My mind is steadfast, yet generous and bright. For me, the attachment is too deep.”

The person softly called my name, his tone was gentle.

“Loc Nam.”

“The path of practice is long. Today, I have long since become the mountains and seas, like the bright and clear moon, there are also people who have followed my light and grown up.”

“Before, to you, I was nothing more than a dot of firefly light in the lightless darkness.”

The person lowered his eyes and seemed to have considered the words he had prepared in advance for a long time.

“That little bit of light is no longer important now.”

I step forward, step by step, pressing closer.

“On what basis do people think it is not important?”

During the years waiting for Tham So Bach to return, in addition to cultivating, I also went everywhere to ask about him.