Silent Mountains and Rivers

He followed his master's orders and accepted a disciple. Unexpectedly, this disciple was not good at all. He would take the master wherever there was a trap... It wasn't until he was led into a large pit that he discovered that the abyss at the bottom of the pit had been staring at him. ———————————————————————— His master was still the same as before, with no formal appearance, but his innocent face always showed a certain beauty when he looked at people. His eyebrows were like distant mountains, which made his face as white as snow. He looked like a young man, and he was full of arrogance. "Then, the hairpin I bought for you tied up your hair and kept dangling around. It disturbed my eyes." Feng Yishan caught it. The hairpin was made of agarwood and carved with half-mountain clouds. He stared at it and casually tied the hair loose on both sides to the back of his head and fixed it with a hairpin. Only then did Kong Ming realize that the person in front of him had a pair of very dull eyes. Although they were cold, it did not prevent him from looking good. Especially when he stared at the person, he always felt that he was looking at him. "Master?" ___________________________________________________________________ Cp: A coquettish bald donkey who is not a normal person he! He! Intention: "Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need to share gold bottles with sandalwood boards."