After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 282 9hua, Yin 9hua?

Mo Zheng dragged his feet and didn't return to the house until late at night. Seeing the person lying there sleeping soundly without even changing his posture, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost tiptoed to the couch beside him and lay down. He tossed and turned for a long time before gradually falling asleep.

Bizarre, true and false, strange dreams interspersed with high-tech spaceships and magical swords, one after another, endlessly.

When he woke up in a sweat, Li Fuyi was nowhere to be found in the room.

The big messy bed was wrinkled and rippled, the pillow was tilted and thrown aside, and his clothes, which had become rags, were thrown everywhere...

The mess in the room was silent proof that everything that happened last night was not just a dream.

After applying some ointment randomly, he reached the main peak.

From a distance, one could see Li Fuyi demonstrating sword moves to the outer disciples.

In the sunlight, Li Fuyi's figure appeared particularly tall and straight, and the simplest entry-level moves, when demonstrated by him, became pleasing to the eye.

Mo Zheng, who was already in low spirits, chose an inconspicuous corner, leaned against a pillar, and let his eyes wander freely.

The sunlight shining on his face was warm and made him feel a little more relaxed.

His eyes involuntarily followed Li Fuyi's every move, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings. The scenes of last night flooded into his mind like a tide, making him feel even more mixed.

He didn't even know when Uncle Master Jiuqi arrived by his side.

"Master, your three disciples are all outstanding. Li Fuyi will succeed you as Master after the new year."

"The younger generations have grown well. It's time to recruit some disciples~"

"Why not take advantage of this recruitment and let them try to choose among the new generation?"

Mo Zheng didn't hear clearly at first, but after hearing the last few sentences, he roughly understood what was said.

"Master uncle is right. I will inform my fellow disciples and brothers and then make the arrangements." Sect inheritance is also a big deal.

If Li Fuyi becomes the headmaster, his peers should also start preparing. Although there is no rush to establish a new sect, this is the way it has been passed down from generation to generation and cannot be interrupted.

Accepting disciples is just one of them.

Of course, not all the disciples of the same generation are qualified to accept disciples at this time.

The specific details need to be discussed and the specific list can only be determined after the approval of the teachers from each family.

However, his three disciples are well-known and there is no doubt that they are qualified.

After Uncle Jiuxi finished his business, he joked, "My monkey has been missing you lately. If you have time, come to my cave and stay with me so that it won't bother me all the time."

Mo Zheng thought of the lively little monkey and smiled knowingly, "Okay, I'll definitely go when I have time."

While they were talking, several other peak masters in the sect also arrived at the main peak.

They naturally gathered around Mo Zheng, and Mo Zheng took the opportunity to bring up the matter of disciples accepting apprentices that Uncle Jiuqi had just mentioned.

A group of peak masters and the headmaster Mo Zheng stood there in the open. The inner and outer disciples who were practicing sword skills were working extremely hard, fearing that someone would casually glance at them and notice any mistakes.

Li Fuyi had noticed Mo Zheng as soon as he arrived, but she pretended not to know and continued to urge the outer disciples to practice.

At that time, apart from some young disciples, there was no one around who needed him to pretend to be affectionate, so he just had to pretend not to notice Mo Zheng's arrival.

At this moment, looking at Mo Zheng who was surrounded in the middle, with lively expressions, sometimes smiling, sometimes wiping his nose, he recalled the scene that the succubus interrogated from that "Mo Zheng", and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

There was a clang sound beside me, as if a wooden sword had fallen.

He looked towards the end of the line in the direction of the voice. A short, skinny kid with messy, yellow hair had a red face and was too confused to look him in the eye.

He took a few steps forward and simply asked, "As a swordsman, I consider my sword a part of myself. How can I easily abandon it?"

The child quickly picked up the wooden sword, held it in his arms, and lowered his head even more.

Nuonuo held it in for a long time before speaking incoherently, "Immortal Lord, I...I understand. I...I will keep this in mind."

Li Fuyi felt something was wrong when she saw him like this. She lowered her head and saw a small gray section showing from the back of his collar.

Li Fuyi was very familiar with that style. It was the gray school uniform worn by the servants of the Zichen Sword Sect. Isn't this little guy... an outer sect disciple?

"What's your name?" Li Fuyi could clearly feel that he was even more panicked, and several outer disciples nearby also looked over at him, as if they were secretly watching a good show.

The child held the wooden sword and mustered up his courage, "Reporting to the Immortal Lord, my disciple is Wang Hongbao."

Li Fuyi now roughly guessed that this child was not the real Wang Hongbao, but a substitute.

When he and his sister were servants, there would be outer disciples who would sneak out or not want to go for morning exercises, so they would spend some spirit beads or small favors to let young servants of similar age take the blame.

It was just that they were brought back by the old housekeeper of the two siblings' rooms and received a lot of care and guidance, so they naturally didn't want to get involved in such matters and cause trouble.

But this child is so thin, I'm afraid...

My heart softened, and I said, "Go back and copy the introductory sword manual fifty times as punishment, and hand it to me before dark." Then I turned and walked away.

Jiuhua only remembered that his heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest, and his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees.

It was obvious that he was about to be exposed. Not only would he not be able to get the low-grade spirit bead that Wang Hongbao had promised him, but he would most likely be expelled and end up on the streets.

But then he heard Li Fuyi turn around and leave, and the sound of her footsteps faded away.

The outer disciples nearby were even more muttering, "I don't know what kind of shit luck this guy has, he got away with it."

"That's right! If it were you, I'd say this kind of chores should be kicked out..."

"That lazy bum Wang Hongbao should be kicked out too...his father spent so many spirit beads to get him in...tsk tsk...what a waste..."

Jiuhua felt his back was wet with sweat, and he kept telling himself in his heart that he must never agree to such a thing again.

But I'm afraid things are not yet complete. Wang Hongbao took his token and went out to play. He will definitely not come back before dark today.

He'll have to hand in the fifty copies of the punishment...

He was distracted and had no time to follow the others in waving the wooden sword. He was thinking about finding a deserted place to finish copying quickly.

Otherwise, the steward would find out that he, a mere servant, was having private exchanges with outer disciples and was even reading and copying sword manuals.

All of these will be expelled from the mountain gate!

But the reality is cruel, and things often go against our wishes.

Jiuhua, who had never been exposed to swordsmanship, had difficulty copying the sword manual even if he found it in Wang Hongbao's residence because of the obscure words and incomprehensible moves.

He copied it fifty times in the whole day without even having a sip of water to drink the two cold steamed buns in his arms. Now it was almost dark, and he didn't dare to waste any time looking for food.

Holding a stack of sword manuals, he ran out, but for a moment he didn't know where to find Li Fuyi.

Fortunately, as soon as he ran to the vicinity of the meeting hall, he saw the tall figure standing by the railing with his back to him.

He was delighted and just as he was about to walk over after catching his breath, he saw Li Fuyi walking around the side hall and heading into a place next to it.

He followed eagerly to the gate of the courtyard, hesitating and not daring to move forward. This was a place where even outer disciples were usually not allowed to enter or leave freely...

Then I heard Li Fuyi's voice from inside, "Come in."