I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

Shen Jimo's original body grew in the depths of Zangxia Mountain. It was a slender green bamboo with dense branches and leaves. After more than a hundred years, he gave birth to his mind, and after another 200 years, he transformed into a human form.

On the day when he first took shape, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young man in Jiangyi standing in front of him. The young man in Jiangyi had clear eyebrows and a gentle expression. He looked like a fairy. The young man in Jiangyi was stroking his cheek forehead, calling out: "Ah Mo."

"Ah Mo?" He opened his mouth, managed to utter a human voice, and asked ignorantly, "Am I called Ah Mo?"

"Your name is Shen Jimo." Young Master Jiangyi said, took Shen Jimo's hand, spread his palm, and wrote his name stroke by stroke with his fingers.

Shen Jimo felt itchy in his palm, and he wrenched his hand out of Mr. Jiangyi's hand, and said in doubt, "I don't even know my name, why do you know?"

Young Master Jiangyi pointed to the sky and said, "I am a god in the sky, so I naturally know your name."

Shen Jimo has met less than ten mortals in his life, and this is the first time he has seen an immortal, so he looked at Young Master Jiangyi carefully with his eyes full of water, and said for a long time: "No wonder you are so good-looking."

Young Master Jiangyi also said that Shen Jimo wanted to doubt his identity. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Ah Mo, you are also very beautiful."

Shen Jimo's life is exquisite and rare, there is nothing to add or subtract from bone to skin, and in addition, he is transformed from green bamboo, so fresh and elegant, it makes people forget the vulgarity.

Hearing Mr. Jiangyi's praise, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he said embarrassedly: "I don't know how to read."

Young Master Jiangyi said softly: "If you are willing, I will teach you how to read from tomorrow on."

Shen Jimo was in a state of disfigurement, with a strong desire for knowledge, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Of course I am willing."

Young Master Jiangyi looked at Shen Jimo with a smile and said: "In that case, you can come to the bamboo house on the top of the mountain to look for me tomorrow."

Shen Jimo's mana was low, it was difficult to maintain his human form for a long time, and he felt exhausted. After Mr. Jiangyi left, he returned to his original body and fell asleep until the sky was dark.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, and it was obviously past ten hours. Shen Jimo hurriedly transformed into a human form, ran wildly, fell a few times along the way, and finally reached the bamboo house on the top of the mountain.

Seeing Shen Jimo's embarrassment, Mr. Jiangyi walked up to Shen Jimo, took a handkerchief, dipped it in some water, and wiped his mud-stained cheeks and hands.

Shen Jimo was treated so tenderly, and tremblingly said: "I'm late, sir, aren't you angry?"

"What are you doing angry?" Young Master Jiang Yi tied up his black hair with a bamboo hairpin.

Shen Jimo said sincerely: "My lord, you are really a good person... no, you are a god."

The bamboo demon in front of him is really frank and cute. Thinking about his fate, Mr. Jiangyi really can't bear it.

Young Master Jiangyi calmed down, looked at Shen Jimo, and said with a smile: "Ah Mo, do you want to change clothes?"

Shen Jimo heard the words, looked down, and saw that his emerald green clothes were stained with a little dirt, and there were a few scratches.

Seeing that Shen Jimo remained silent, Young Master Jiangyi took Shen Jimo's hand and said softly, "You can come in with me."

Shen Jimo obediently followed Mr. Jiangyi into the bamboo house, Mr. Jiangyi took a lotus-colored shirt from the closet, and said, "This suit should fit you well."

After saying that, Mr. Jiang Yi went out and closed the door tightly again.

The clothes on Shen Jimo's body were conjured by magic, and he didn't need to put them on by himself, but the clothes in front of him...

He pinched the clothes, looked at them for a while, then took off the clothes on his body, and tried to put them on, but his fingers were clumsy, and it took him a long time to put on the taupe-colored clothes properly.

He went out and saw Mr. Jiangyi waiting outside, he said timidly, "Master, is it right for me to dress like this?"

Young Master Jiang Yi stroked Shen Jimo's forehead and said with a smile, "Ah Mo, you are really talented."

Shen Jimo was really embarrassed to be praised for his talent while wearing a shirt. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Young master, you are taller than me. This clothes is not yours. But it belongs to someone else, if I wear that person's clothes, will I offend him?"

Hearing this, Young Master Jiang Yi was stunned, a little melancholy appeared on his face, this melancholy was fleeting, he stretched his brows and eyes again, and said: "Don't worry."

Then, he took another paper bag, handed it to Shen Jimo, and said, "Ah Mo, are you hungry?"

Shen Jimo opened the paper bag, only to see five white and fat people lying in it, still exuding the smell of meat.

Instead of reaching for it, he asked, "What is this?"

But it turned out that the bamboo demon didn't know meat buns, and Mr. Jiangyi reached out to take one, brought it to Shen Jimo's lips, and coaxed, "Take a bite."

Shen Ji looked at Young Master Jiangyi with bright eyes, took a bite obediently, chewed a few times, swallowed it, and said in satisfaction: "It's delicious."

Mr. Jiang Yi pointed to the meat stuffing and said, "This is called a meat bun. If it is replaced with vegetables and mushrooms, it will be a vegetable and mushroom bun. If it is replaced with bean paste, it will be a bean paste bun, and so on."

Shen Jimo nodded, indicating that he understood, and then used up the meat bun with the hands of Mr. Jiangyi.

This meat bun was rich in juice, Shen Jimo only ate one, and his lips became shiny with oil, and there was still a little juice on the corners of his lips.

Shen Jimo's delicate and rare, even if his mouth is greasy, it won't make people feel unsightly, but it gives him a sense of cuteness.

Shen Jimo took another meat bun to eat, and Mr. Jiangyi was afraid that he would choke, so he poured water for him to drink.

Shen Jimo ate three meat buns in total and couldn't eat any more. He gurgled and drank water from his teacup.

Young Master Jiang Yi took a handkerchief and wiped Shen Jimo's lips clean, then took the remaining two meat buns, and said almost silently: "If it is white, I'm afraid five meat buns are not enough for him to eat."

Although Young Master Jiangyi was still smiling, his expression was a little dazed, as if he didn't know where he was for a while.

"Master..." Shen Jimo called out in a low voice, timidly said, "Master, did I do something wrong?"

"It's not your fault." Mr. Jiangyi came back to his senses and took a bite of the meat bun. "I killed a man a few days ago. I stabbed him in the heart with a sword and killed him with one blow. His favorite food It's meat buns, every time I kiss him, his mouth is full of meat aroma..."

He paused, stared at Shen Jimo, and said with a smile on his lips: "I killed someone, aren't you afraid of me?"

Shen Jimo looked straight into the eyes of Young Master Jiangyi, and said without hesitation: "I'm not afraid of you, you give me clothes to wear, and meat buns to eat, treat me so well, if you want to kill me, why bother?" , just do it directly.”

Young Master Jiang Yi sighed: "I am very good at Chubai. I taught him to read and write, and taught him to practice, but in the end, I still killed him."

"Then why did you kill him?" Shen Jimo put down the empty teacup in his hand and asked, "Did he do something bad?"

"No, he didn't do anything wrong." Young Master Jiangyi didn't want to talk about Gu Chubai anymore, and changed the subject, "I'll teach you how to write your own name today, and you follow me to the study."

Shen Jimo didn't ask any further questions, and followed Mr. Jiangyi to the study.

Mr. Jiangyi spread the rice paper on the table, and took the ink stick to grind on the inkstone. While grinding the ink, he said to Shen Jimo: "Ah Mo, sit down."

Shen Jimo sat upright in front of the table, looking up at the movements of Mr. Jiangyi grinding the ink. The gestures of Mr. Jiangyi grinding the ink are very elegant, and the priority is moderate. After a while, the ink is polished.

Mr. Jiangyi first taught Shen Jimo to write, and then taught him to write his name.

Shen Jimo is really talented and intelligent, but in half an hour, he was able to write his name vertically and horizontally.

Since then, Shen Jimo has followed Mr. Jiangyi to study, practice calligraphy, and practice.

Decades later, one day, when the sky was freezing and snowflakes were flying, Mr. Jiangyi boiled wine with snow and drank with Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo can drink a lot, and after drinking a few cups, although his cheeks flushed, his thoughts are still clear.

Young Master Jiang Yi drank the wine glass in his hand, stretched out his hand to caress Shen Jimo's forehead hair, and sighed: "I have to go down the mountain to find Bai, Ah Mo, you have to take care."

In the next moment, Young Master Jiang Yi disappeared in front of Shen Jimo out of thin air. Shen Jimo drank another glass, and the liquid entered his stomach. He murmured: "I am the only one left."

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In the text of the book, there is an extra chapter, which tells the story of Shen Jimo and Mr. Jiangyi when they were just in shape.