After transmigrating the book, I recognized the wrong protagonist

Sure enough, when Zhu Huai had a bad feeling, Ziwei said, "Play chess with me for half a month."

Zhu Huai was silent for a moment: "You might as well let me chop wood."

The last time Zhu Huai played with Ziwei, the whole process was tortured.

Ziwei plays chess slowly and loves to regret it, Zhu Huai almost beat him several times, Ziwei had to propose to play again, which made him dizzy with anger.

Only then did Zhu Huai finally understand why Ziwei brought her to the warehouse. She must have wanted to coerce her into playing chess with him after she fell in love with one of his treasures. It was really sinister!

It is estimated that Yangui was tortured enough, and Ziwei couldn't find a chess friend, so she came up with this trick.

But there was no way, with short manpower, Zhu Huai could only reluctantly agree.

Taking Ziwei's Suobingling, Zhu Huai went to the Chongyang Palace to play chess with Ziwei every day, but at the end Zhu Huai couldn't take it anymore, threw the chess piece away, and said nothing about playing chess.

Ziwei frowned: "Not trustworthy."

Zhu Huai: "Please, let's stop playing chess. It's better if you ask me to sing and dance for you."

Ziwei snorted, dissatisfied: "Is it so boring to play chess with your teacher?"

Zhu Huai nodded crazily, Ziwei had no choice but to put the chess piece away: "That's fine, let's not play anymore, we master and apprentice haven't sat down to have a good talk for a long time."

"It's true." Zhu Huai was eager to chat.

The master and apprentice said a few words casually, Zhu Huai suddenly mentioned Rong Zun: "I received a letter from Brother Rong a few days ago, and he asked me to greet you for a while."

Ziwei said: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiao Rong for a long time. Is he in Fengling Valley now?"

Ziwei and Rong Zun are both from Fengling Valley, so Rong Zun was able to get acquainted with Zhu Huai.

Zhu Huai: "He is traveling abroad, and he is looking for the whereabouts of his junior sister by the way."

When Ning Yan was mentioned, the atmosphere in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

Ziwei was silent for a while, then dismissively said: "Is there anything to look for, how old is it, how can you say that you are missing and you are missing."

Zhu Huai looked at him, but said with a smile: "I've heard from the master, you have asked him to send someone to look for the junior sister."

Ziwei's face froze, and she raised her hand to block the slightly embarrassed expression: "...Why does he say everything out?"

"It's been many years, and we don't even know whether our junior sister is alive or dead. Master, you should forgive her, right?" Zhu Huai tentatively asked.

Ziwei was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "What is forgiven or not? In the final analysis, I have never really been so cruel to you."

Zhu Huai: "That's why you put Ning Jiu by your side because you want to make up for your junior sister."

Ziwei sighed: "Ning Jiu, this child, he doesn't say anything, but he misses his parents very much in his heart."

He paused: "Actually, there is something that I have never told you."

"Master, please speak."

"Do you still remember the year when you and Ning Yan joined my sect, I let you bleed on a lamp?"

Zhu Huai nodded.

Ziwei: "The one that belongs to Ningyan has been extinguished five years ago."

Zhu Huai's eyes widened suddenly: "Extinct?"

Ziwei: "Yes."

The lamp that Ziwei made them bleed was the legendary Liupo lamp.

There are seven souls in the human body. When a person dies, except for one soul that guards his bones, the remaining six souls are all lost.If the lamp belonging to Ning Yan goes out, it means that Ning Yan is no longer alive.

Ziwei: "So what I asked Little Swallow to find was not Ning Yan's person, but her corpse."

Even if he just brought back a handful of her ashes, he would bury her on Qingyuan Mountain.

There was a patter outside the hall, Zi Wei frowned and asked who it was, Zhu Huai got up to check, and saw that it was Ning Jiu standing there blankly, with a statue he had just carved at his feet.

The outline of the statue includes his parents, Zhu Huai, senior sisters and brothers, and Ziwei.

Zhu Huai froze for a moment, and took a few steps closer to him.

The little guy's eyes were full of tears, he took a few steps back, and ran out without looking back.

Zhu Huai looked at his small figure running away, and felt that he was going to be sad for a while.

***

Ning Jiu locked herself in the room for several days and did not come out, and no one could approach the door.

Song Xianyi was very worried, and asked Zhu Huai to comfort him, Zhu Huai shook his head: "It's useless."

Hearing such news, no one would be able to bear it. Zhu Huai told him to calm down, hoping that he could cheer up faster.

Xie She would put the food on his window sill every day, and he hadn't touched a sip of it all day, but he still delivered it every day, and it was unshakable.

There was no movement in Ning Jiu's room, and Ziwei sent people to ask him several times.

Five days later, even Zhu Huai couldn't stand it anymore, so he broke open the door of his room and pulled him out from the corner.

After five days of neglect, Ning Jiu's face was pale, his hair and clothes were disheveled, and he hadn't seen the light for a long time. Standing in the sun, he was so blinded by the light that he couldn't open his eyes.

Zhu Huai looked at him: "Do you think you are right or wrong?"

Ning Jiu remained silent, drooping her head.

Song Xianyi distressedly wanted to drag him to scrub, but Xie She stopped her and motioned her to wait.

"If you want to continue like this, you can leave Qingyuan Mountain, go back to Yinlan Mountain, or go anywhere," Zhu Huai said coldly, "If you want to avenge your mother, you can practice hard for me. It will be a thousand times better to kill the enemy one day than you are now."

After listening to his words, Ning Jiu's empty eyes finally became brighter.

He raised his head to look at Zhu Huai, and seeing Zhu Huai's distressed and caring eyes, he couldn't help crying and threw himself into his arms.

"Master... I think my mother, she will definitely not die!" Ning Jiu cried, "She promised to take me home and not leave me alone..."

Zhu Huai patted him on the back lightly, and said warmly: "We are all your family, you are not alone."

As he spoke, he raised his head and met Xie She's eyes.

Xie She said nothing, and there was a faint warmth in his eyes.

Ning Jiu cried out of breath in Zhu Huai's arms, and was then taken by Xie She to wash and eat again.

It's just that since then, Ning Jiu's character seems to be much quieter.

Zhu Huai couldn't say whether it was good or not, but he started to practice harder and harder, and even his favorite new kite was treasured by him.

Even Ziwei said that Ning Jiu has changed a little, and her diligence in studying is a hundred times stronger than before.

Ziwei said with emotion: "How did you persuade him, let me learn it too."

Zhu Huai: "Oh, I said if he doesn't study hard, he will send you here to play chess with you."

Ziwei: "..."

Ning Jiu is willing to learn, and Ziwei is of course happy to see the results. In the beginning, he and Xie She were asked to carry water and chop firewood together to hone their will and body/body.

Now that Ning Jiu stopped acting coquettishly and being lazy, Ziwei simply showed the ruthlessness that he taught his apprentices before, making him spend every day in dire straits of cultivation.

Ning Jiu would occasionally complain to Zhu Huai, crying until she had snot and tears.

Zhu Huai wiped away his tears: "If you think about it this way, the sweat you sweat now will be the blood of other people in the future, so you will be particularly motivated?"

Ning Jiu asked: "Really?"

Zhu Huai: "Really, if you don't believe me, ask your second senior brother if I never lie."

Xie She received the hint from the master, and said: "Well, what the master said is true."

Ning Jiu nodded heavily, and went to practice again.

After the assessment conference ended, the disciples of Qingyuan Mountain resumed their peaceful lives.

Xie She was also promoted from the initial foundation-building intermediate class to the foundation-building advanced class.

When Xie She entered the classroom with a book in his hands as usual, he found that everyone in the room was looking at him.

He frowned, didn't pay much attention, and sat down in his seat.

Now Xie She is a real celebrity in Qingyuan Mountain. Everyone knows that a pair of disciples of Shuangxue Zun entered the top five of the assessment meeting not long after they entered Qingyuan Mountain.

What's more, the fact that he was able to use the Immortal Summoning Formation to summon the ghost of Frost Snow has already spread throughout the mountain. Now, in the eyes of other Foundation Establishment disciples, he is a top master, and can be compared with their elder brother kind of.

At this time, they looked at Xie She who walked into the classroom, although they were excited, they didn't dare to go up to talk to him.

In fact, when Xie She was studying with them, some disciples tried to talk to him, hoping to establish a good relationship with him, so that they could also be taken care of by Master Shuangxue in the future.

But once or twice they came down, they found that Xie She was just a hard rock, and anyone who spoke to him would be indifferent, and a few more words would only be at that level, and it was impossible to become friends with him.

He was polite and indifferent, so that no one could find fault. As time passed, no one really tried to get close to him.

Xie She has long been used to being alone, so he doesn't care if he has friends or not. He goes back to Xiantai every day after school, and he doesn't even take a serious stroll around Qingyuan Mountain.

But his attention was too high, until he sat down for a long time, someone still peeked at him from time to time.

Even if Xie She tries to ignore it, he still feels uncomfortable.

He frowned and was about to speak when a person came up to him.

This person was the disciple who had reminded Xie She not to dream of being a disciple of Shuang Xuezun not long ago. He was called Zhuo Ziyang, and he was the only person here who dared to say a few words to Xie She.

He said to Xie She: "You don't know, right now, the big guys regard you as a god, tell me, the summoning formation is so difficult, I guess even people in the Jindan stage can't summon a fairy Come on, how did you do it? You are still exactly the same as Shuangxue Zun! It’s amazing, I admire you so much, you will be my role model from now on, and I will definitely follow you..."

Xie She interrupted his chatter with a headache: "It's time for class, you'd better go back to your seat."

Zhuo Ziyang wanted to blow rainbow farts again, and scratched his head when he heard this: "Okay, but there is one more thing, I really can't shirk it, but I'm too embarrassed to tell you, I don't think it's very good, but..."

Seeing that he was still struggling, Xie She said: "No, just say it."

Zhuo Ziyang lowered his head, took out a few letters and gadgets from the storage bag, and returned them while saying: "Some people ask me to send things to you and your senior sisters, alas, they are all juniors, juniors and sisters." It's not easy to refuse, so I can only come to you with the cheek... If you don't take it, it doesn't matter, I will take it back to them."

Xie She: "..."

Zhuo Ziyang thought of the eager and shy expressions of the younger brothers and younger sisters when they handed things over to him, and he couldn't bear to add another sentence: "But if it's not troublesome, you can just accept it. It doesn't matter if you don't read these letters, or just leave them to eat ashes." , don’t let people down.”

Xie She didn't even look at it: "I won't accept it, you can take it back."

Zhuo Ziyang nodded when he heard the words, and didn't force him, he put them back one by one, muttering in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, those junior sisters like you very much. Well, it's a pity to let them down."

Putting it away, he let out a sigh, picked up a letter and looked at the inscription on the lower right corner, and said, "So there are a few letters not only for you, but there are also many for Shuang Xuezun."

With a "click", the pen in Xie She's hand broke.

The author has something to say: Ning Jiu, a male protagonist Long Aotian who has no sense of existence and has to be pulled out by the author to follow the original plot

Ning Jiu: All these years of love and time have been paid by mistake

Xie Amnesty: Be careful in your next life, don't be Long Aotian

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