C35 (1/2)

The next day, Mu Yizi returned home in the morning and quickly dragged Tang Jingyu, who had yet to wake up, back up from his sleep.

Shen Bai woke up early in the morning in order to cook lunch with Mu Yizi. He stood in the yard and watched her pull Tang Jingyu by the ears, unable to conceal the smile on his face.

Tang Jingyu hugged his clothes as he frantically dressed, but was pulled out by Mu Yizi at the same time.

”Aiya, what are you doing!?” I'm sleeping soundly right now, but even if you don't sleep in the morning, you still won't let others sleep! ”

Tang Jingyu struggled to put on his clothes. His hair was disheveled as he looked at Mu Yizi, and he rubbed his ears in grievance.

Mu Yizi hugged her waist and said resentfully, ”You're such a young man. How old are you and why do you like sleeping so much? How can this continue? ”

Tang Jingyu raised his head and whined, ”When I was at home, my father used to drag me up before daybreak to practice my basic skills! It was not easy to escape my dad's demonic claws, senior sister, I beg you, please let me go! ”

Shen Bai silently walked behind Mu Yizi, and together with her, they looked at him unwillingly.

When Tang Jingyu saw Shen Bai walking over, he immediately straightened his body and didn't dare to have the slightest bit of recklessness.

He had hair that looked like a chicken's nest, but he wanted to show his seriousness. Such a combination was extremely unworthy.

Mu Yizi followed Tang Jingyu's gaze and turned around, only to discover that Shen Bai had suddenly appeared behind her back.

Seeing this, Mu Yizi pursed her lips, a trace of calculation flashing across her eyes.

”Cough, cough, Martial Uncle. If Junior doesn't listen to Senior Sister's words, how should I deal with him?” Mu Youzi asked with her hands behind her back, seemingly unintentional.

Shen Bai smiled and replied faintly, ”Sect rules: six hours of kneeling.”

Mu Yiran naturally didn't know what a kneeling incense was, but Tang Jingyu was extremely familiar with it.

Kneeling incense, as the name implied, was to make people kneel on incense sticks. Only

However, this fragrance was different from the rouge powder used by ordinary girls. It was a unique incense plate developed by a senior sister specializing in spice and another senior brother proficient in poison arts.

He lit the censer and placed the censer in the incense burner, placing the two censers in front of his knees, making him kneel. This meant that the knee had to be suspended several inches above the ground.

However, this was not the most frightening thing. The most frightening thing was that after the spice was ignited, the poison would enter the skin along with the smoke and smell.

For joints such as the knee and fingers, the poison would be like maggots attached to the bones, making the joints itch unbearably.

The crux of the problem was that during the process of the incense kneeling, there was still a bowl of water on top of his head, and not a single drop of it could be seen.

One drop would take an extra hour. The poison was not harmful to the body, so he only needed to stop kneeling to fully recover in less than a quarter of an hour.

Before Mu Yiran could ask what exactly a kneeling incense was, Tang Jingyu hurriedly interrupted her and said, ”Uncle-master, I was wrong! I'm up. Where are you going? Let's go! ”

He couldn't care less about hair and hair. Whenever Tang Jingyu thought of the days when he had been manipulated by Kneeling Fragrance, the hairs on his entire body stood up.

He no longer wanted to feel the itch in his bones.

Mu Yizi giggled and pointed at his head, ”Go and mess with your hair first! ”What is it like!”

However, even though Mu Yunji had spoken, Tang Jingyu didn't dare to move.

Only when Shen Bai silently nodded his head, did he dare to turn around and run.