Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan: This heavy learning task was so intense.

“I love studying. I will memorize fifty words every day… No, 15 spells,” Liao Tingyan said flatly.

She cried in her head and said that she didn’t want to study.

Sima Jiao: “No, you don’t want to.”

Liao Tingyan: “Since you know, why did you give me such a thick book!”

Sima Jiao’s brain was convulsed, and his face blackened, “If you make any more noise, we will have sos.”

(Sos.. *cough* you know what I mean.)

Liao Tingyan immediately recited Amitabha. She put a leaf of clear mind grass on her forehead. Under tremendous pressure, she fell asleep on the spot in just three minutes. Sima Jiao doubted whether the spirit grass had any sleep aid effect, so he took it off and took a look.

Grass had no sleep aid effect, but Liao Tingyan herself had the effect of sleep aid. There was an aura of sorrow of salted fish all over her body, and the breath of salted fish’s happiness. Sima Jiao was successfully hypnotized. He put his head on her neck and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn’t know when it started. As long as he was beside her, he could naturally feel sleepy, as if… he was just a normal person.

…

Liao Tingyan found something wrong.

The students around looked at her with strange contempt, curiosity, and disdain. She glanced at her dress and found nothing wrong. Just looking at their expressions, she thought that she left the house without a dress and just wearing pajamas.

She began to think that it was due to insincere people who pretended to be too nice that night, but within a few days, people from the Mu family, Yong Lingchun and Yong Shiqiu’s grandfather sent people to arrest them and call back the Mu family to inquire.

Liao Tingyan: What’s going on?

Their grandfather denounced them as shame and tarnished the reputation of the Mu clan. Liao Tingyan sat on a stool and listened to Grandpa Mu yelling at them for half an hour before finally understanding the situation.

Yong Lingchun and Yong Shiqiu’s ‘s incest had spread widely in Chen Academy. It was no secret. Everyone knew it in private. There was also a rumor that they were doing that kind of thing in the Jinxiu Painting Hall on the night of the Freshers Flower Banquet

What kind of thing was that?

Liao Tingyan touched her forehead: Damn, she almost forgot they were pretending to be siblings.

Sima Jiao: “Hahahahaha.”

Liao Tingyan: “Shizu! You wouldn’t be laughing in such a situation!”

Sima Jiao couldn’t stop laughing. On the way back to the school, he was still laughing while sitting on the cloud cart.

Liao Tingyan asked, was it really that funny?

Sima Jiao stopped laughing, and gloomy sneered, and started to play with his death lottery balls. Shaking those balls indifferently, he said, “I heard that my parents were brother and sister at the beginning, pure blood. People were brainwashing them day by day, urging them to give birth…I thought these people didn’t care about such a thing. But today, it turns out that they also know shame and know what they could and couldn’t do.”

“Look at how this old man scolded us,” Sima Jiao directly took out a small ball with wooden characters from the pile of balls, and set a goal by default.

Liao Tingyan guessed that he was fighting with the family heads of the Gengchen Immortal Palace, but she didn’t know what he was doing, and she hadn’t heard any news of the chaos.

Sima Jiao crushed the small wooden ball, and scattered the spiritual power in the cloud cart, sprinkling it on Liao Tingyan’s lavender skirt like gold.

Seeing him like that, Liao Tingyan knew that he was going out tonight to continue doing things, so she could sleep alone again. It wasn’t that she couldn’t sleep well with him, but Sima Jiao always slept with his head next to her neck. His hair scratched her neck, which was really itchy.

She could sleep alone happily.

Sima Jiao said, “I’ll leave tonight.”

Liao Tingyan: “Oh, then you have a smooth journey. Pay attention to safety.”

After a while, Liao Tingyan felt like a wife who told her husband to be careful when going out.

Sima Jiao curled his lips, leaned forward and stared into her eyes, “Do you want anything?”

Liao Tingyan: “What do I want?” She didn’t quite understand what the ancestor meant.

Sima Jiao: “I am going out. I will bring back anything you want.”

It felt like he was going on a business trip and wanted to bring gifts for his wife! But he obviously was going out to kill and set people on fire. Why would he bring gifts like he was on a business trip? Hello? Do you want to bring the enemy’s head back?

Liao Tingyan: “Ah, it’s okay, I don’t need anything.”

“Then wait for me to come back,” Sima Jiao touched her face, feeling a touch of warmth that she had never felt before. Liao Tingyan almost died on the spot.

Ancestor! What’s wrong with you, ancestor!

Liao Tingyan went to class, turned through the magic book, learned some small skills, and lived her life in the isolation circle of her classmates. After learning the small-scale blindness technique, people whose cultivation level was lower than her couldn’t see her sleeping in class, and what little tricks she had learned could be tested on those who liked to talk nonsense about her.

Several small fights broke out in between the classmates who couldn’t find the one who did the prank.

Liao Tingyan said that the fight was good, and there would be another one!

Two days later, Sima Jiao returned. He came back in the middle of the night, dressed in wet night dew, and sat on the bedside to shake Liao Tingyan awake.

Liao Tingyan saw him in a daze, and said vaguely.

“I’m back.”

Seeing her going back to sleep, he opened his clothes and stuffed a cold thing into her arms.

Liao Tingyan was so cold that she pulled the thing out of his shirt, “What?”

“In…well, I don’t remember which treasure room I found it in.” Sima Jiao leaned on her pillow and said, “I think it’s good. I bought it back for you to play.”