My apprentice is a little weird?

Chapter 108: Riddles

Jiang Yan had a pleasant smile on his face, while Shen Ming was waving his hands around.

"Wu~ Teacher, please don't pinch Shen Ming's face, it will become ugly~"

Jiang Yan's eyes curved, then he let go of Shen Ming, bent down to pick up the scattered pens and ink on the ground, stood up and waved his fist at Shen Ming.

Speak in an encouraging tone:

"Come on, little genius, practice hard and don't slack off, and strive to surpass your master as soon as possible."

"Oh, by the way, Ming'er, you have to pack up all these things on the ground, and you will carry them up the mountain by yourself tomorrow~"

"Of course, all of this is to hone your endurance. It's for your own good, so Ming'er, don't let your teacher down."

After saying this, without waiting for her to react, he slipped away and slid to the desk behind the screen on the side.

Shen Ming was left standing there in a daze.

Her cheeks were red and she stared at Jiang Yan's figure behind the screen with a somewhat resentful expression.

"Bad teacher, you just like to tease Shen Ming~"

Although she said so, her eyes were filled with smile and satisfaction.

"What a beautiful day! How wonderful it would be if it could be like this forever~"

Shen Ming looked down at the items on the ground. These were all bought for her by Jiang Yan.

She was hesitant at first, but after she realized how much Jiang Yan doted on her, she couldn't control herself.

Continuously testing his bottom line.

The result is... I can't find it out for the time being~

This made her extremely happy! Jiang Yan seemed to have infinite tolerance and pampering towards her~

This made her very happy.

Shen Ming was in a good mood, humming the little song that Jiang Yan often sang, and happily sorted out the items on the ground~

.........

Jiang Yan was writing something at the desk behind the screen. When he heard the light hum, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"This girl really has... a terrifying talent..."

When he saw so much pure Yin magic power in Shen Ming's spiritual altar, he concluded that Shen Ming's speed of absorbing spiritual energy must be very fast.

Because of the high amount of pure Yin magic power, it can help Shen Ming refine spiritual energy faster.

As for why we should refine spiritual energy instead of absorbing it? It is because spiritual energy is not a pure single type of power.

It is always mixed with other substances, such as resentment, evil spirit, turbid air, etc...

If you want purer spiritual energy, you have to go to some place like deep mountains and old forests, or some place isolated from the world.

This is the origin of the immortal cave.

Even so, spiritual energy still needs to be refined.

Because spiritual energy itself has different properties, some are suitable for this physique, and some are suitable for that physique. It also takes time to distinguish and absorb.

So Jiang Yan expected that Shen Ming would absorb spiritual energy very quickly.

But he didn't expect that Shen Ming's physique was actually enough to support her speed of refining and absorbing spiritual energy?

This was something he didn't expect.

"Could it be that he has been eating my vitality in the early stage? That caused his physique to become stronger?"

Jiang Yan thought so, then looked at his arm, a helpless yet doting smile spread across his face.

"But this is really hard for me. I have been bitten for so many days~"

He shook his head gently, calmed himself down and stopped thinking about it.

Put down the rice paper and spread it out, then press on it with a paperweight.

He stretched out his index finger and raised his hand to draw from the void. A stream of clear water slowly condensed along the direction of his fingertips and then fell into the inkstone. The whole process was smooth and understated.

Then he took a piece of pine soot ink from the side, lifted up his sleeve with his left hand, dropped the ink into the inkstone and began to grind it finely until the color was soaked by clear water.

When the job was done, he put down the pine soot ink block, picked up the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in dark ink, and started writing on the rice paper.

The strokes are flexible and graceful, the characters are flying and dancing, the pictures are full of sound and emotion, and the movements are smooth and flowing. Every stroke is not redundant, not too much ink, not too little color, and does not seep through the paper.

One was completed quickly, but Jiang Yan felt something was not right, so he rolled his eyes and added something else.

After finishing writing, Jiang Yan picked it up and blew on it to let the ink dry.

Looking at his masterpiece, Jiang Yan nodded with satisfaction.

There was a picture on it, and the title "Guess the Lantern Riddle~" was written on the top.

There are two little men in the middle. One of them asks the other: "What gets bigger the angrier it gets?"

The other little man stroked his chin and looked down at his crotch.

There is a string of small words below. They are:

"Those who guess the answer can come to my senior brother after the Lantern Festival with this article to receive a free small gift~"

Jiang Yan admired his masterpiece and clicked his tongue twice.

"I haven't seen these junior brothers and sisters for so many years. Are their minds still as rigid as before~"

At this moment, Shen Ming's little head suddenly popped out from under the table! He slowly stood up by holding Jiang Yan's legs.

Then she turned to face the desk, leaned her back against Jiang Yan's chest, and looked at the picture in his hand.

"Hey, Master, what is this?"

"The angrier something gets, the bigger it gets?"

Shen Ming asked doubtfully, then turned around and looked at Jiang Yan innocently.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke hurriedly.

"Get out, get out. Come back in when you've finished packing your things."

Shen Ming confidently retorted:

"Shen Ming has finished it. If you don't believe me, go and have a look."

Jiang Yan actually looked over there! This caused Shen Ming to scream.

"Master, you don't believe Shen Ming!"

"Hahaha, I was just kidding. Ming'er did it, so I naturally believed her."

"Humph~"

"By the way, Master, what on earth are you doing? What is written on it?"

Shen Ming snorted lightly, then turned his attention to the questions on the rice paper.

Jiang Yan gave a meaningful answer:

"Ming'er, guess it yourself~"

Shen Ming frowned:

"The angrier he gets, the angrier he gets. Who pissed him off? Why is he angry? Does he have a bad temper?"

"Oh~ Not bad Ming'er, you got the answer right~"

"Ah? What is Master talking about? What did you get right? How did Shen Ming get it right?"

Shen Ming looked at Jiang Yan blankly, not understanding what he had said.

Jiang Yan placed the paper on the table, pulled the stool back to make some room for Shen Ming, and explained with interest.

"Ming'er, a simple person like you has a natural resistance to such misleading brain teasers."

"What do you mean the angrier the bigger the problem? If you think in a normal way, it's definitely your temper. As for those with impure thoughts~"

Shen Ming still didn't quite understand, but he saw Jiang Yan pick up the pen, dip it in ink again, and start drawing and writing.

This time it's another riddle.

Question: "What size and thickness do women like most in men?"

Shen Ming lay on the table and watched without blinking.

"What's it this time?"

Jiang Yan didn't answer, but just tapped her little head gently with the pen.

"Think about it, what kind of person would I be in the eyes of others if I went shopping with you today~"

“They all say that Master is the God of Wealth.”

"........."

"Think again."

Shen Ming frowned, still unable to figure it out.