MTL - Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Master?" The child heard the sound and thought it was his own illusion. When she looked at it, she saw her master standing back and standing.

She quickly put on her coat, got out of bed with her hair, and came to him with pity: "Master, I have a nightmare, I dreamed that I was dead."

The person in the dream seems to be her, not like her, she died under the thunder, she seems to see her master holding her stunned body sitting there, the whole cloud mountain, only her master, And the scorching body...

Listening to her words, Qingdi’s eyes twitched and looked at her in front of him. He reached out and patted her head. The voice was a little more gentle than usual: “Don’t worry, just dreaming.”

"Master, what if I am really dead?" She bit her lip and still asked.

"There is a master, the master will protect you." He said, taking back his hand, looking pale, a pair of her apparently not sleeping well, said: "The sky is still not bright, you will go to sleep again! Master Just guarding here."

During the conversation, he came to the outside table and sat down. He took out the piano and placed it on the table. His fingers were gently moved, and a quiet song was gently transmitted from under his hand.

He didn't sleep all night, and when he saw that he didn't leave, he went back to bed and looked at the master sitting there playing the piano. She gradually lowered her heart and listened to the gentle sound of the piano. Slowly closed my eyes...

The Qing Emperor sat there and moved the strings until he realized that she had already slept, and then stopped, and then took out the book and sat there watching, quietly guarding.

Near noon, the nephew woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw her master still sitting there, and could not help but stunned: "Master?"

The Qing Emperor put the book away and stood up. He said, "When you wake up, go out and walk in the sun." Then he took the step and left.

The child smiled and said: "Okay." After seeing her master leave, she quickly went to bed to wash.

"Master, we haven't gone down for a long time, let's go to the city to go shopping?" The nephew came to his side and said.

"You are not repaired now, and you are lost in strength. You are not suitable to go outside." The Qing emperor said faintly.

"Master, you have been staying on the mountain, can't you feel bored?" she asked curiously.

"Get used to it." Qingdi said, take out the board and say: "Since it is boring, sit down and work for the division."

"Master, I will lose a lot when I play chess." She said, but she sat down and sighed: "If the master is estimated to be able to compete with the master, as for me, I still know that only lose if I have not And it will be very bad."

Among the three, her chess is the worst, her big brother's chess is the best, the older brother will occasionally play chess with the master, and occasionally can be tied with the master, showing that her big brother's chess is not simple. .

Listening to her talking about Yunxiao, after the Qing Emperor fell, he said: "His chess is your martyrdom. You can also see a little style in your game. I believe that after a few years, I will play against the teacher again. Better than being a teacher."

"Hey, the master has always been very powerful. These years are outside, his reputation is also very loud." The child said with a smile, and with a few sighs, said: "I originally thought, This squat down the mountain, and I didn’t expect to make myself so miserable."