After transmigrating the book, I recognized the wrong protagonist

These days, Fu Yueqing ran to the Banished Immortal Terrace all day long, even the Third Elder Daozhen saw Zhu Huai by chance, and asked strangely: "You and Yueqing have such a good relationship?"

Zhu Huai had just come out of the Chongyang Palace, and was tortured by Ziwei until he had a splitting headache, and he replied in a daze, "How should I put it, Yueqing and I, we are iron sons."

Dozen: "...?"

Daozhen just said casually, and didn't care about their business, and wanted to leave, Zhu Huai said: "You won't be angry because of this, right? It's okay, no matter how good my relationship with Yueqing is, you are still in my heart NO.1."

Daozhan frowned: "What are you talking nonsense about?"

He thought about it for a second, um, Zhu Huai seemed to have come out of the Chongyang Palace, maybe his mind was broken by playing chess, so he didn't feel strange, but felt a little sympathetic.

To a certain extent, Zhu Huai is still his benefactor, otherwise he would be the one being tortured now.

Daozhen sighed and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly: "Come on!"

Zhu Huai: "Yes!"

Zhu Huai walked back to the Immortal Terrace with vain footsteps. Ning Jiu looked up and saw him, and rushed forward with a smile on his face, holding a piece of paper in his hand: "Master, Senior Sister is here to deliver a letter!"

Zhu Huai woke up a bit: "What did you say?"

It has been half a month since Song Xianyi left, and this is the first time he sent a letter back.

Ning Jiu read the letter to the master, and the letter said that they had arrived at their destination, they had just settled down yesterday, and they were about to start working on the case, etc. It sounded like everything was going well.

Zhu Huai nodded, and the worries in his heart decreased a lot.

"Senior Sister even brought us a gift, Master, do you want to see it?"

Zhu Huai looked sideways and saw a few small boxes on the stone table, guessing that they should be gifts from Song Xianyi, and shook his head: "Not yet, the Fourth Elder will come over later."

After saying those words, Xie She, who was at the stone table, just turned around and faced him.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, but I always feel that there is a trace of resentment in Xie She's eyes.Zhu Huai sniffed, thinking that he was really confused when playing chess.

Fu Yueqing had just returned to Qingyuan Mountain, and apart from teaching his disciples on weekdays, she was very free, so she came to see Zhu Huai whenever she was free.

Fu Yueqing has a gentle and courteous personality, and she gets along very well with herself. After getting along for a while, the relationship between Zhu Huai and Fu Yueqing is naturally very harmonious and friendly.

With his help, coupled with the painstaking refining these days, Zhu Huai's first sword will come out soon.

Fu Yueqing looked at it carefully, and commented: "Not bad, it looks like it should be at the level of a divine weapon."

He is a well-known master craftsman in the cultivation world. In his eyes, refining a divine weapon is not too difficult, but in the eyes of others, Zhu Huai can already be regarded as the second new star in the cultivation world.

Zhu Huai lightly stroked the surface of the sword, and the extremely smooth purple-black black gold sword shone brightly under his fingertips. It was indeed a superior artifact.He smiled and said, "Thanks to you, otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."

Fu Yueqing smiled and said: "I don't dare to take credit for it, I just told you how to do it."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Generally, craftsmen will add their own marks on the things they refine to show that they are made by themselves. Do you want to add one too?"

Zhu Huai nodded: "Okay."

The imprint is like a registered trademark, of course it has to be cautious, but he couldn't think of anything good for a while.

Seeing that he was hesitant to make a move, Fu Yueqing seemed to be struggling, so she suggested: "Not long ago, I saw Xue Feng had a six-star plate, and the heart-shaped imprint on it was very beautiful. Although other people's imprints cannot be used, you can use this For reference."

Zhu Huai was instructed. After thinking for a moment, he gathered his spirit on his fingertips and drew a figure between the sword body and the hilt with a few strokes.

Fu Yueqing took a look: "Well, this..."

Zhu Huai felt satisfied: "How is it?"

Fu Yueqing: "...It's a fantastic idea."

On the beautiful sword, Zhu Huai drew two hearts, which were pierced by an arrow.Fu Yueqing had never seen such a mark before, it wasn't unsightly, it was just very novel.

He smiled amusedly and said, "Ah Huai always catches my eye."

Zhu Huai: "It's okay, it's okay."

The sword has been forged, and Zhu Huai still has to choose a good time to send it out. When he asked Fu Yueqing for advice, he replied, "You still need to choose a good time to send something?"

Okay, I understand, this person has no interest at all, and he is still reliable as a lover.

Zhu Huaile went to the Sun-watching Terrace in a dreadful manner, it was really a good thing, she saw him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm not welcome?" Zhu Huai lifted the corner of his robe and sat down in front of him, straight to the point: "If you're giving a gift, what kind of atmosphere do you think it should be in?"

Daozhen glanced at him: "It seems that you are making good progress."

Zhu Huai smiled and said, "It's okay."

It just so happened that Daozhen had nothing to do, so he showed mercy to answer his doubts: "What do you plan to give?"

"sword."

Daozhen raised his eyelids: "That's it?"

That's it?Unconvinced, Zhu Huai took out the sword and showed him: "What's wrong with the sword, it's a divine weapon anyway."

Now Daozhen was surprised: "Has it developed to the point of giving away artifacts?"

The rarity of artifacts can be compared with ten thousand year spirit beasts, good artifacts can give birth to spirits, it is not the only relationship in this life, it is not to the point of giving artifacts.

Daozhen looked at Zhu Huai with admiration, as expected of infatuation: "You have given away the magic weapon, isn't the other party moved? At this time, the atmosphere doesn't matter anymore. No matter what you say or do, it is very suitable."

After he finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and gave Zhu Huai an ambiguous look: "Do you understand what I mean? It's time to go further."

Zhu Huai was dumbfounded: "What's the next step, it's early, take your time."

Daozhen: "You are really..."

He didn't continue, but in his heart he added a label of "truth and purity" to Zhu Huai.

Daozhen suggested that Zhu Huai has always been very revered, so when he returned to Banxiantai, he thought that it would be better to hit the sun than choose another day, and send it out today.

He waited for a long time at the Immortal Terrace, but he didn't see Xie She come back, logically speaking, it should be time for school.

Was it procrastinated?Zhu Huai thought this would not work, he would have to beat their mentor another day, procrastination is not what a gentleman does.

Zhu Huai got sleepy after waiting. During this period of time, he barely rested. Except for Nikkei Ichishu, he opened his eyes to refine swords. Now that he was free, sleepiness naturally struck.

Sitting on the edge of the stone table, being blown so gently by the wind, Zhu Huai couldn't help but wait, so he propped his chin on one hand, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Xie She was indeed late for school today, but it was not because of dragging the hall, but because he met Immortal Hefeng and Deacon Wu Yan on the way.

The two praised him from top to bottom one by one before letting him go.

He didn't show it on the surface, but he was already a little anxious in his heart, not because he was rushing back to cook, but because he wanted to see Master sooner.

The wind orchids along the road in Xiantai are still quiet and elegant, and because of the season, they bloom more and more beautifully. Usually, Xie She would take a few back with him, but today he has no intention of admiring them.

Returning to the Immortal Terrace, turning around a turn, not far away was a pale blue figure sitting sideways, when Xie She saw it, his hurried steps slowed down.

He approached slowly, only to find that Master had his eyes closed and his breathing was steady.

He also unconsciously relaxed his breathing and footsteps.

Just at this moment, when a gust of wind blew, Zhu Huai's hair scattered on his shoulders slid to the front of his body, and a strand of it was blown up by the wind, and it happened to hang on the bridge of his straight nose.

Xie She stood still in front of him, his fingers moved slightly, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, his Adam's apple rolled, and finally he stretched out his hand, wanting to quietly remove the lock of hair.

He bent down, and before his fingertips touched him, the person in front of him slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were so shallow that the sunlight could not penetrate them staring at him, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Xie She boldly brushed off that lock of hair.

Zhu Huai had just woken up, and his expression was still ignorant. He felt the other party's movements, but he didn't stop him, and he didn't even understand what he was doing.

Zhu Huai didn't speak for a long time, Xie She curled his fingers, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and softly called Master.

"En." Zhu Huai stood up straight, the hand supporting his chin was slightly numb, and he pressed it with the other hand.

Xie She: "Master, let me come."

Zhu Huai smiled lightly: "Okay."

He straightened his posture slightly, and passed his hand over. Xie She gently held his wrist, rubbing it from bottom to top.

The numbness subsided, and Zhu Huai was so comfortable that he almost groaned.

If Xie She hadn't been able to do this kind of thing for others before, Zhu Huai would definitely think that he was a professional player with a professional background.

Remembering that he still had business to do, he looked at Xie She who was half kneeling in front of him.

The young man's face is quiet and well-behaved, beautiful but not gaudy, without the slightest edge, like the most lazy and noble son of the family.

He has stood in front of him several times, and has also shown a soft and dependent side to himself, but Zhu Huai is very clear that he is not as gentle as he has shown.

"Master, I have something I want to give you."

"Teacher has something to give you."

Zhu Huai was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, what is it?"

Xie She pursed his lips and took out a small silver flower flying order.

Zhu Huai took the flying order, which was about the size of a palm, and said with a smile, "Is it your homework in the refining class?"

Xie She nodded and looked at him expectantly: "Master, what do you think...?"

Zhu Huai took a closer look, and found that the silver flower was lifelike, delicate and dexterous.He boasted truthfully: "It's done very well."

"but……"

Zhu Huai spoke suddenly, thanking Amnesty: "What?"

"You should know, what does this heart represent?" Zhu Huai pointed to a small engraving on Feiling and asked him.

Xie She stuttered and said: "Master, Master also knows..."

Zhu Huai laughed: "Of course, as a teacher, how could I not know. Xier, this is your fault."

Xie She suddenly raised his head, his eyes trembled, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I..." He tried to speak, but there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, which made him extremely bitter.

Zhu Huai asked strangely, "Why that expression? Come on, listen to me."

Zhu Huai stretched out his hand to pull him, Xie She took half a step back, his face was as white as paper, and he was dumbfounded.

Zhu Huai asked suspiciously: "It's not a big mistake, you don't have to be so afraid, right?"

He thought he was kind enough.

Xie She clenched his fists and felt a pain in his palm: "...this disciple deserves death."

The crime is that he shouldn't have taken chances, shouldn't be whimsical, and the crime is that he thinks too highly of himself, thinking that he is really that important.

He was heartbroken, but Zhu Huai was ignorant: "It's just that the mark hit, why did he die?"

Imprint... Xie She was stunned: "What imprint?"

Zhu Huai said: "A craftsman will leave a mark on his own work. Xue Feng has already used your heart-shaped mark, so you have to change it."

Xie She: "..."

He now felt that the last thing he should have done was not beat Xue Feng to death.

The author has something to say: Xie Amnesty: I am a wild horse, not on my way back, I will eradicate you villain

Xue Feng: Don't be in a hurry to scold me, I want my junior sister to explain to me, why not love me? ?

Seeing that a baby guessed that the master carved a heart on the sword, hahahahaha, I didn't expect us to engrave it too, the degree of stupidity of the two is just different.

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