Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The light in the main hall is entirely supported by a goose-foot lamp. The weak light hits the side of the young man's face. It is not gentle enough, but more than sharp, as cruel as a knife.

He is no longer the boy he was back then, his whole figure is like a bow stretched to the extreme, his hands are hanging sideways, his expression on his face seems unchanged, his fists are already clenched.

In the hands hidden in the sleeves, the veins were bulging, and the knuckles of the slender fingers were also turning white from too much force.

Years stripped him of his sincerity, and his pain pressed the bowstring. As long as someone pulls it lightly, the bow and arrow will come out of the bowstring, igniting the fierce fire, piercing the dark sky.

Yun Xu lowered her eyes, her slender and thick eyelashes fluttered again and again, before saying, "I don't know, I just..."

I just think he looks like that, that's all.

Just like a drowning person, he always struggles to catch something on the surface of the water, even if it is just a straw floating on the surface of the water.

"It just feels like it, doesn't it?" Nan Ze raised his eyelids and said calmly, "It's been 20 years since the First World War, and it's time for you to accept the reality."

"Reality?" The corners of Yun Xu's mouth raised slightly, and she pulled out a mocking angle, "Master, I've always been realistic, and I know what I'm doing. I'm very clear-headed."

These words were like a tangle of flames, igniting the conflict between the brothers and sisters.

Nan Ze slapped the table, his warm and jade-like face was distorted, and his eyes were burning with anger: "If I didn't wake you up with a slap, I would have slapped you long ago! Look at yourself, whether you are human or ghost!

Are you worthy of the grace of Elder Konghuai's teaching!Are you worthy of the important task I entrusted to you!Are you worthy of yourself!

The dead are gone, so are the living. It's been 20 years, hasn't Ray suffered enough?You should wake up! "

The hand hidden in the sleeve was clenched tighter and tighter until the nails sank into the flesh. A black mist appeared behind Yun Xu, and he said with a ferocious smile, "Look at what the elder brother said, who am I sorry for?"

"Yunxu!" Furious, Nan Ze didn't even care about etiquette, and directly denounced his name, "I'm ashamed to worry about you, so stubborn and ignorant, you can be killed by a thunderbolt!"

"Brother, I've always been like this, and it's not the first day you met me."

Yun Xu's mind was a little confused, frame by frame from the past appeared in his mind, but he couldn't connect it into fragments.

He squinted his eyes, smiled brightly, and a sinister aura flowed out from the corners of his eyes, making him look extremely bloodthirsty and sinister, but he was still a human being, so he was neither human nor ghost.

"Since I have done it, there is no turning back, unless I die..."

As soon as the word "death" came out of his mouth, Nan Ze punched hard.

Yun Xu didn't dodge or dodge, and punched him in the eyes with a fist of gang wind.

The pain spread in the eye sockets, Yun Xu didn't react much, as if he wasn't the one being beaten, he just lowered his head and covered his eyes with one hand, and chuckled softly.

"What are you laughing at?" Nan Ze withdrew his hand, his sword eyebrows were slanted, and wanted to hit him again, but seeing him raise his head, his smile didn't diminish and he said, "Eldest brother, have you calmed down?"

The youth's eye sockets were red and swollen, a little congested.

Looking at his appearance, Nan Ze was so angry that he couldn't smile, he raised his hand again and again, turned his head and smashed the teacup on the table.

"Yunxu, I advise you to stop as soon as possible..."

Before the words were finished, a white light flew into the main hall and hovered beside Nanze. When Nanze saw this white light, he knew something had happened.

He frowned fiercely, so he had no choice but to suppress his anger first, and raised his hand to catch the white light.

The white light turned into a paper crane, unfolded, and there was a line of words: Zongnei seized the unknown.

Nanze's eyes turned sharp, and he raised his voice, "Come in!"

The sound came to the ears of the three people outside the hall. One elder led two deacon disciples into the hall gate at a leisurely pace. As soon as he entered the door, he waved his sleeves and let out a gray-clothed boy who was immobilized by a talisman.

"Meet the suzerain, this is the man."

Nan Ze looked at the intruder coldly, only to see that he was weak and handsome, his left eye was bruised, and his bones looked like he was still a boy under fifteen.

At this moment, Yun Xu, who had his back to them, suddenly took a few steps forward and uncovered the talisman on the young man's head.

The two deacon disciples saw that Yun Xu was terrified here, and seeing that he was covered in injuries, they suddenly lifted the body talisman and turned pale with shock: "Elder Zigui!"

Yun Xu said coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

The two deacon disciples met his fierce gaze, and they didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Without the talisman, the two pandas stared with big eyes, Yun Xu stared at his left eye, and Feng Changan stared at his right eye.

"Didn't I tell you to wait there? What's wrong with your eyes?" Yun Xu asked.

Feng Chang'an silently pointed to the two deacon disciples.

"Elder Yifang, what's going on?" The deacon disciples are all disciplined by the deacon elders, and if something happens, the first to bear the brunt is the deacon elders.

Li Zhishou was facing the main hall expressionlessly flicking his sleeves. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Feng Chang'an, "This person's origin is unknown, and he might be a disaster. The disciples under his sect didn't care how serious they were, and accidentally injured him."

Eyelids raised without energy, "Why, Elder Zigui knows?"

Yun Xu's gaze shifted to the two deacon disciples: "Who beat you?"

The two deacon disciples were so frightened that they quickly shook their heads: "It wasn't us, it wasn't us who beat us!"

It was Nanze who recalled it first, and said meaningfully: "This is Zigui's new personal disciple, isn't it?"

The atmosphere froze, and the eyes of the two deacon disciples widened. What this kid said was actually true, and he was really the new personal disciple of Elder Zigui!

"Since it was a misunderstanding, Elder Zigui, you can take him away." Li Zhishou bowed and saluted, "Sect Master, I will retire."

Nanze nodded: "Back off."

The three of them were about to retreat when a voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling stopped them, "Elder Yifang, please find out that it was the disciple from the Deacon Pavilion who hurt someone, and tell him to let him come to me. I have something to ask." Talk to him."

Two deacon disciples: "..."

Nanze: "..."

Feng Changan: "?"

An elder stopped in his tracks, and said: "It's too late now, someone will call you tomorrow morning. But I have something to say first - be forgiving and forgiving."

Yun Xu smiled and said, "It's only natural."

The mouth of the elder Zigui is a deceiving ghost.

Whoever believes in him will be unlucky.

The three came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Nanze watched the three of them leave, and saw the pair of panda master and apprentice sticking together in the main hall, rubbed his forehead, and said: "The suzerain still has important matters to attend to, you two should step down too."

Yun Xu saluted and resigned, and twisted Feng Chang'an out of the main hall like a chicken, and he didn't let him go out of the main hall, all the way to the wooden bridge.

Seeing this, the two disciples guarding the mountain hurriedly shrunk their necks and pretended not to exist.

They just heard from two deacon disciples that Ren is really a disciple passed on by Elder Zigui himself.

Who would have thought that the boy with this name was really the disciple of Elder Zigui?Anyway, no one present thought of it.

They lowered their heads in fear, and didn't dare to raise their heads until they heard the sound of standing up, watching them disappear into the vast night.

Except for the main hall, the entire Qing Yun Sect can control the sword. The Qing Yun Sect covers a vast area. Although it is not an endless plain, it is not all high mountains.

Feng Chang'an looked down at the blurry hills under his feet, thinking about the previous events.

After Senior Brother [-] appeared, he asked the question so that he didn't answer it himself, but instead asked about the current situation of Qing Yunzong.

Maybe because he felt that he had bad intentions, no one answered, only a deacon disciple came up and punched him, telling him to shut up.

Feng Changan was not stupid, he shut up immediately, and was pushed into the main hall afterwards.

Originally, he thought he would meet the senior brother "Ge Pingsheng", but unexpectedly, it was the senior disciple "Nan Ze", and the suzerain became Nan Ze.Different from the original book, at the end of the original book it is clearly mentioned that the elder brother is the suzerain.

Although Nanze's face was tired, it hadn't changed much in the past 20 years. Feng Changan recognized him at a glance.

It stands to reason that the position of suzerain changes every [-] years, sometimes even longer, so it would never be Nanze's turn at this time.

Feng Chang'an was extremely disturbed. Combined with the situation of Nanze and Erbaiwu Senior Brother, he couldn't help thinking that something happened to Senior Brother and the others.

Back then in Wu Hailin, he went to smash the altar alone, and the elder brother and the others were in charge of restraining him.

As soon as the altar was smashed, the demon king Qi Tian rushed over and fought with him like crazy. In the end, his spiritual power was exhausted and he died.

Thinking about it now, how could the Yaojun arrive at that time? As soon as the altar was moved, he knew that he was restrained by someone for coming so late.

As his thoughts gradually solidified, Feng Changan became panicked, and habitually called 081 twice in his heart.

But no response.

Then he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that 081 was struck by lightning when he preached the Dao, and he was forced to return to the main office for repairs.

Feng Chang'an has long been used to 081's twittering, but he is still not used to it without it for a while.

Yun Xu noticed that he was depressed, thought for a moment, and said, "Are you unhappy because someone beat you again? In fact, this should be a kind of tempering, a tempering of character."

Feng Changan still has the mind to deal with him now, so he nodded casually: "I understand."

"As long as you know."

The night breeze was cool, Yun Xu looked at the pitch-black distance, he slowly tightened his fists, and a red light suddenly appeared in the fists.

Whether you are him or not, we will find out tonight.

Feijian quickly shuttled through the clouds, and soon came to the Hall of Waiting.

When it was about to settle down, Yunxu seemed to think of something, and said: "A teacher for a day, a lifetime for..." The last word, paused, and skipped.

"Since you are worshiped as a teacher, no matter what, the teacher will protect you well."

Feng Chang'an didn't know what he meant by saying this, it sounded like he was saying: even if you make a big mistake in the future, even under pressure, he will protect you well.

Feng Chang'an raised his head and stared at him carefully. The moonlight was not in the dark clouds, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. He only waited for the two ever-burning lamps hanging under the eaves of the hall to divide his tall and straight figure into two halves with clear light and dark. .

"Master, what do you mean, even if the disciple makes a big mistake, the master will protect the disciple?"

The young man's weak voice was like a mosquito, but fortunately, the listener was not an ordinary person, so he could hear what he was saying clearly.

Yun Xu's tone was flat, she only hummed lightly, put away the flying sword and went to the waiting hall.

Ok?

You are okay!

Feng Changan frowned and followed his footsteps, displeasure almost overflowing his eyes.

Well, Yun Xu, you don't respect the master, you don't look down on the master, you don't even recognize the master, but you are not so good to your apprentices, and you have to protect them if you make a big mistake.

Are you born with a crooked mind?Like to be a master?

"Master, no matter what mistakes the disciple makes from now on, you will not punish the disciple, will you?"

No matter how dissatisfied, Feng Changan's IQ is also online, and he understands that the matter is a foregone conclusion. If it cannot be changed, then adapt and fight for his own interests immediately.

Yun Xu paused, turned her head to look at him deeply, and said, "When did the teacher say that he would not punish you?"

"Didn't Master just say that even if the disciple makes a big mistake, he will protect the disciple well?" Feng Chang'an was a little confused.

"Protecting Zhouquan is comprehensive, and punishment is punishment. If you make a big mistake, you will be punished accordingly."

Feng Chang'an: "..." Those who are funny will die badly.

Waiting for Xiandian Feng Chang'an to live in Chang'an for hundreds of years, following the familiar scene around to Yi Sui'an, everything is as before, so clean that there is no dust.

I don't know what this person thinks, the master doesn't even recognize him, and he still wants to stay here.

When Feng Chang'an was thinking about it secretly, the two had bypassed One-year-old'an and came to the west chamber.

The west wing has been unoccupied and has been vacant for many years.Pushing open the door, the ever-burning lamp on the table ignited spontaneously, illuminating this rather small room.

There is a bed, a table and four stools in the room, which is a little simple.

Looking around, I saw a hanging ornament on the west wall, and a sword was hanging on it. On the opposite side of the sword was a bookshelf full of books, and the densely packed books were marked by someone.

Feng Changan touched the table with his fingertips, and it was surprisingly clean, presumably someone lived there.

After Yunxu entered the door, she went straight to the bookshelf, put away the books with a wave of her sleeves, gave a few instructions, and left the Guyuan Pill behind. She saw him eat it before leaving.

After all, Gu Yuan Dan is a third-level panacea, and its efficacy is amazing. Within a stick of incense, the wounds are healed, even the wounds on the hands are healed.

Feng Chang'an lamented the generosity of the cloud rabbit and went to the next door to boil water. When Yun Xu left, he said that there was firewood next door. Feng Chang'an didn't believe it at first. A good monk, with nothing to do, how could he collect firewood that ordinary people use?

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, there was a pile of firewood, not only that, but there were also kitchen utensils in the kitchen.

Feng Chang'an was not interested in these things, and his body was too weak. After tossing about so many things today, he wanted to fall asleep long ago.

He found the flint and started to boil the water. He hadn't started a fire for hundreds of years, and he fumbled for a long time before starting to ignite. Finally, he kept turning off the fire, and the black smoke made him cry.

After boiling hot water and taking a bath, Feng Changan sat on the bed barefoot.

He found a pile of brand-new clothes in the closet earlier, and he didn't know who it was, maybe it belonged to the owner who lived here before.

Seeing that it was new, he pulled out a slip-on. The clothes were much bigger, and the clothes were empty and did not fit close to the body.

Drowsiness came, Feng Changan was already lying on the bed and was about to sleep, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the empty bookshelf, he got up and walked to the bookshelf.

I don't know what kind of books are on the top, but they are all collected.

Guan Yunxu's behavior, even if you think about those books, you won't see the light, otherwise, they will be taken away there.

Thinking like this, Feng Changan had a whim and rummaged around in the room.

Packed in such a hurry, maybe it will be missed.As expected, he found a palm-thick book under the pillow, with two neat words printed on it: strange talk.

Open the book, full of supernatural and ghost things.

What kind of person still has a soul after death, what kind of scholar travels back and forth to the underworld with the help of an expert, and finally brings back the soul of his relatives, what kind of fox turns into a human to seduce a monk, is finally struck to death by lightning, and goes to the underworld...

There are no mortals in the Qingyun Sect. The owner of this room is also a monk. It is strange that a monk reads these mortal scripts.

This book was very interesting, Feng Changan was lying on the bed, even though he was so sleepy that his eyelids were closed, he still read half of it.

Not long after he fell asleep, the fastened door bolt broke, and the wooden door was pushed open again without a sound.

The black shadow stepped into the room lightly, and the warm light of the ever-burning lamp fell on him.

The young man was dressed in white casual clothes, with a blue dragon pattern embroidered on the collar, because he happened to be standing outside the door, and the light was blocked by the door, unable to illuminate his appearance.

He glanced around the room expressionlessly, then his gaze fell on the book in Feng Changan's hand, and he stared at it for a long time.