Chapter 21: Aristocratic Nature

Bai Yuming wrote for the whole afternoon, and when he got tired, he slipped back to his cubicle to rest, continuing to read a script.

The good way to call it is, work and rest.

Mo Shulin looked at the three talismans on the table, though the handwriting is illegible, but the heart-cleansing talisman could still be used, Mo Shulin didn’t say anything, turned around to see Bai Yuming’s human figure changed into a slacking fat rabbit.

He was already certain that Bai Yuming really couldn’t write calligraphy. The characters written at the beginning can still be distinguished. After Bai Yuming’s hand got cramped, the strokes of these characters are simply ghost paintings, it’s estimated that the characters written in rabbit’s claws are no worse than the current ones.

It’s really hard for Mo Shulin to imagine that a person with thousands of scripts to read daily couldn’t even write with a brush.

Perhaps Bai Yuming is not a spy, but just a fat rabbit demon occupying a magpie’s nest.

After napping for a while, he continued to read the script until late at night, the fat rabbit set down the script he had just finished reading and stretched on the grass nest. Using his spiritual energy to sense the surrounding situation, he was surprised to find out that Mo Shulin wasn’t next door, but outside the cave.

There was a cloud gathered under his feet, the fat rabbit wanted to see at what the little disciple was doing.

Mo Shulin sat in the snow, using the moonlight to see the mechanical rat in his hand, while he’s repairing it.

For Bai Yuming, a Mahayana cultivator, this kind of darkness is nothing, his eyesight is as clear as daytime. Mo Shulin was only in the Qi refining period, and his eyesight was slightly better than that of mortals, but not so much compared to other cultivators.

Even so, Mo Shulin was extremely skilled in repairing the mechanism of the rat. Injecting a little spiritual energy, he discern the parts by sound and touch, quickly finding the problem, replace two of the parts, and then inject spiritual energy to try it out. Thus the mechanical rat will move flexibly on Mo Shulin’s hands.

If other people saw this, they’ll probably be surprised, thinking that Mo Shulin is a terrible evildoer.

But it’s precisely because Bai Yuming knows that this person is Mo Shulin, and the boy is balanced between good and evil, harvesting the tears of fan voters, even though his fate is unfair, but with wisdom, the villain Mo Shulin can escape many times under the hands of the protagonist.

Mo Shulin is described as a smart genius, isn’t this what it should be?

If Mo Shulin is stupid, not good at learning, and unable to grasp every opportunity, how can he go from a lonely and helpless poor child who is bullied by everyone and to step by step become the second largest demon in the Demon Realm.

Thinking of those plots, Bai Yuming couldn’t bear it, he just wanted to be better for the boy.

“Rest early.” The Fat Rabbit said, clutching his rabbit ears.

Mo Shulin was shocked by the sudden voice behind him. He quickly turned around and saw in front of the cave entrance, under the moonlight, there seemed to be a nearly spherical creature floating in the air.

Mo Shulin didn’t recognize that this was his master until the fat rabbit released his claws and his ears were straightened.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Looking like this, Master’s figure seemed to be getting fatter.

“Master, I’ll repair another one, and I’ll go to sleep when I’m tired.” Because it’s already late at night, Mo Shulin’s voice had a child’s unique softness.

Bai Yuming heard it, but he still said, “Don’t let your body gets tired, I’ll figure out how to deal with it.”

“Just a moment.” Mo Shulin shook his head and insisted, “I’ll just finish these twenty mechanical rats first.”

He’s still in a growth period now, it’s impossible to stay up late.

But Mo Shulin found that Bai Yuming cared about his body, he couldn’t help but wanting Bai Yuming to feel more sympathy for him.

Mo Shulin lowered his head and squeezed the rat in his hand and said, “I hope I can help master. The relics of my parents can’t be sold and the gifts given by Elder Shangguan aren’t easy to resell, but I can earn spirit stones with my own hands. Though it’s only a few, but it’s also from the disciple’s heart.”

After the words, Bai Yuming was almost moved to tears.

What a good villain. How could the author’s mind became crooked, pushing such a good child into a whirlpool of hatred.

“I’ll help you.” The fat rabbit flew to Mo Shulin’s side and grabbed a mechanical rat in his hand with a spell.

It’s rabbit shape is not as flexible as a human, but since Mo Shulin can solve it so easily, he should be able to fix it without too high technology.

Mo Shulin was very happy that Bai Yuming could sit next to him and work hard with him.

The moonlight is very serene, making the shallow light on the snow especially gentle.

The little boy sits on a wooden stake and teaches the fat ball beside him. The image is beautiful and warm.

Until…

Click.

Click.

Bang.

“Master, why don’t you rest first.” Mo Shulin saw the seven or eight mechanical rats damaged by the fat rabbit, his heart began to hurt.

All these broken parts have to be deducted.

“I…” The fat rabbit rubbed his belly embarrassedly, with a soft lump of meat, “I’m sorry.”

The night was so calm that he became clumsy, delaying his disciple’s need to sleep.

He saw Mo Shulin could repair it so easily, and thought that the mechanical rat was easy to operate, turns out it would break if he press a little harder.

Mo Shulin couldn’t bear to see the pitiful appearance of the fat rabbit with drooping ears.

With a sigh, Mo Shulin said, “Then Master can accompany me for a while. I have seventeen left and will be done soon.”

Most of the time is spent teaching Bai Yuming, naturally his progress fell behind a lot.

“Yeah.” Fat rabbit quickly agreed.

Mo Shulin originally thought that Bai Yuming would read more script, but turns out Bai Yuming would stare at him intently.

A pair of big black eyes full of firmness, pink and tender little rabbit’s nose lifted, and the three-lobed mouth closed tightly. Because of the cold winter, his rabbit fur is dense and thick, softer than cotton. The tip of the rabbit fur swayed gently with the breeze, teasing him to hurry and caress it.

Mo Shulin: “…”

With the master’s company, he not only couldn’t hasten, but also seriously affected his work speed.

Mo Shulin was a little puzzled, but at first it was his own decision for having a company, and now it’s hard to say anything.

The fat rabbit looked at Mo Shulin for a while, moved his eyes to the mechanical rat in Mo Shulin’s hand. Seeing that Mo Shulin has repaired three more, the fat rabbit who has forgotten the pain can’t help rubbing his paws.

“Un, I think I have improved again. Let me try another one.” Fat Rabbit really doesn’t like the feeling of idleness.

Mo Shulin didn’t believe any of his word, but Bai Yuming could have something to do. It was better than staring at him and affecting his speed.

Obviously, fat rabbit once again failed Mo Shulin’s trust that was already zero.

Looking at the mechanical rat whose hand was broken in half, fat rabbit really didn’t know where he went wrong.

“Master, I almost forgot. Let’s soak the seeds in the evening. We can plant it tomorrow.” Mo Shulin saw the aristocratic nature of his master who never works using their limbs, and suggested that fat rabbits euphemistically to do what he’s good at.

Regardless of whether the current Bai Yuming is the real Bai Yuming or not, at least they all have wood spirit root.

Wood spirit roots could promote plant growth, so Mo Shulin looked for some planting tasks. Some seeds lack spiritual energy and need spiritual energy to grow. spirit water or the cultivator of the wood spirit root, are the way for nurturing.

“Okay.” The fat rabbit rubbed his belly and crawled down the ladder his disciple had built, so as not to lose his face as a master again.

The planting task is equipped with special pots and mud, which is basically a foolish way of delivering spiritual energy. Mo Shulin felt that the Master should be able to do something as simple as pouring water, so he didn’t care too much and continued to repair the mechanical rat in his hand.

With the fat rabbits movement, Mo Shulin felt a heat wave. He turned around anxiously and saw the planting pot that was steaming hot.

Mo Shulin was shocked, “Master! Why are you pouring boiled water?!”