Master

Writing Practice-Third Person of Text-Short Story Delicate and salty girl x paranoid male mother master * Master has picked up two apprentices, one is me and the other is my junior brother Ergou. Master named me Yuezhao, hoping that I would be as bright and bright as the moon, but I am stubborn by nature and do not cultivate diligently. The master named his junior brother Ergou, saying that it would be easier to make a living with a humble name, and he hoped that his junior brother would inherit his mantle. Later, Ergou worked hard in practice and became proficient in it. I asked Master: "Master, what about me? Why did Master accept me as his disciple?" Master looked at me, smiled gently, brushed my hair and said, "If Zhao Zhao is happy, then Master is also happy." I understand. Accepting me as a disciple is to relieve boredom. Accepting Ergou as a disciple is to pass on the mantle. Later, Tiandao said that I would marry the strongest devil in the world and live happily and peacefully for the rest of my life. At this time, my junior brother, who used to be crazy, became possessed by a demon, so I ran away with him. I think my junior brother is so proficient in cultivation, so after becoming a demon, he should be the strongest demon in the world. After I married Ergou, he became the Demon Lord. I lived a wandering life with him, but I never felt happy, so I ran away. I want to go back to find Master. I was raised delicately by my master since I was a child, and could not bear any hardship. I escaped the pursuit of Ergou's subordinates. My skirt was in tatters and my little face was dark. I threw myself in my master's arms and cried bitterly. Master smiled softly, wiped away the snot and tears that had become lumps in my face, and said, "It'll be good if Zhaozhao comes back." Master and I had a good time practicing, sleeping and playing Doudou. Ergou never came to see me. I thought that such a life is the day when I can live happily. I don't want to marry the strongest demon in the world. Master is a very good person. He is gentle to me, tolerant of my little temper, and gentle to others. Later. A group of immortal cultivators came to the door and said that the master was a big devil and wanted to kill him. I hid in the corner and watched the master, who used to be gentle to others, gracefully twist off the immortal cultivator's head. I looked stunned and staggered two steps. When I was about to run away, Master caught me and locked me up. The master approached step by step, his smile as gentle as before, but there was something else in this smile. He stroked my hair and asked me softly: "I raised you, why do you want to run away with others?" "Who else in this world can give you happiness besides me?" * Later I found out that Ergou came to see me several times and was beaten by the master until all the meridians in his body were severed. My master is not an upright person, but the strongest demon in the world. Intention: As bright as the bright moon.