I am a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

In a well-decorated room, the incense slowly permeated the whole room, and the rich incense was accompanied by a hint of medicinal fragrance.

The gentle breeze blows in, as if it has life, flowing in the house.

Gradually, there is a trace of shape, and a little shadow of a person can be seen vaguely.

The beads on the bead curtain were blown by the wind and collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The curtain was rolled up by the wind, and gradually revealed the figure on the bed.

The man lay quietly on the bed, breathing slowly.

Ink hair scattered on the pillow.

It's like a carefully traced ink painting.

As if sensing something, he moved slightly, turned around, and leaned his face on the pillow, revealing the beautiful eyebrows and eyes as picturesque.

The gust of wind hesitated for a while, then approached him tentatively.

The man opened his eyes immediately, and there seemed to be a little bit of starlight in his eyes, just like the shining stars in the night sky, one couldn't help but indulge in it.

The luster in the eyes was flowing, but when he saw clearly where he was, a flash of surprise flashed in an instant.

The man got out of bed slowly.

He looked at the room in doubt, stretched out his hand to pull up the bead curtain completely, and then carefully observed the surrounding environment.

When he smelled the rich incense, he frowned slightly, as if he wasn't used to the smell here.

Here, where is it...

And who is he?

Why, he couldn't remember anything.

The eyes full of starlight closed gently, and when they opened again, they had already recovered their calmness, and there was no more surprise in sight.

He walked out slowly.

This house is located in a bamboo forest, surrounded by lush bamboos, which looks quiet and beautiful.

Footsteps were heard not far away, and he looked along the source of the sound, only to see a child walking towards this side holding a sword with difficulty.

I don't know the reason, but the child's body swayed back and forth, as if driven by the sword to move forward eagerly, but because of poor grasp of the strength, the whole body wobbled, as if it would fall in the next second. It's average.

The child pressed the scabbard and said in a low voice: "Shangyu Sword, be quiet!"

But the sword still ignored it, and moved even more violently.

Noticing its unusual reaction from the past, the child seemed to have sensed something, and looked up to this side.

Seeing the person standing in front of the house, the child burst into a big smile and called loudly, "You're finally awake!"

The sword in his arms left him quickly and flew towards here immediately.

The man reached out to catch it, and looked at it with gentle eyes.

It feels so familiar...

It, know yourself?

"Little uncle, your jade token has been repaired, here it is." As if he suddenly thought of something, he took out a well-made jade token from his pocket and handed it to the man.

There is a word engraved on it: Yin.

The man in white turned his eyes to look at him, thinking to himself: Since he called himself "Uncle Martial", then this child in front of him is his nephew?

After figuring out the child's identity, he smiled and asked softly: "Uncle Master is here to test you, can you write my name?"

The little nephew nodded quickly and said, "Of course I will! Just wait, I'll write it for you right now."

He stretched out his hand slightly, and a small dagger suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand.

The little martial nephew held the short sword and used it to write in mid-air, stroke by stroke, gradually revealing his name.

—— Yin, Cheng, Jue.

It turned out that his name was Yin Chengjue.

This name is also very familiar.

It's just that he doesn't know why, his mind is blank, he doesn't have any memory, but he just faintly senses that this seems to be an unusual world.

As for why it is unusual...

Is it because it is different from his previous cognition?

Thinking of this, his head began to ache instantly, as if something was preventing him from further recalling.

Seeing that there was something wrong with his uncle's expression, the little nephew quickly asked, "What's wrong with you, little uncle? But Jiang Wan's writing is wrong?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

As soon as the pleasant voice like a gurgling stream came out, Jiang Wan's uneasiness was instantly stopped, but after listening to Yin Chengjue's words, he couldn't help the worry in his heart, and said nervously: "Little uncle, please don't worry about it." Hold on, if you feel any discomfort, just tell Jiang Wan."

He nodded and replied, "Okay."

Jiang Wan thought for a while, then put away the dagger, stretched out his hand, took Yin Chengjue's other free hand, and led him into the room.

The small body led him forward, babbling from time to time: "Why did you come out? Even if you can't wait to get back the jade token, you still have to take care of your body. The last injury hasn't recovered yet, so this What if the old disease is triggered next time?"

Jiang Wan helped him to sit on the side of the bed, and said: "Uncle, the master said, you can rest in peace in the bamboo forest these few days, it is full of aura and more nourishing, it is good for your injury, wait Little Martial Uncle has recovered, and it will not be too late to return to Qianshan Gate."

Yin Chengjue listened carefully, and got a few pieces of information from his words.

I am a member of Qianshanmen, and I was injured for some reason, so I came here to rest, and the "head" in this child's mouth...

What is your relationship with yourself?

Is it my master?

Yin Chengjue had many doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more. He didn't know his current specific situation, so he couldn't tell what would happen if his amnesia was known.

He could only wait patiently and figure out the stakes by himself.

After Jiang Wan gave him some instructions, he handed him another bottle of elixir, and then bid farewell to Yin Chengjue.

He has other things to do in the sect, and he can't stay here for too long.

Yin Chengjue opened the bottle containing the elixir, poured out a pill, looked at it carefully for a long time, and took it only after feeling the spiritual power filled with it.

The spiritual power on the elixir was very similar to that on him, so not long after taking it, Yin Chengjue felt a lot lighter, and the original pain also eased a lot.

He looked at this strange place and wondered how long it would take him to leave here.

You can't just sit here forever.

He had to figure out his situation at this moment.

The Shangyu Sword suddenly buzzed and vibrated in his hand.

Yin Chengjue comforted it, suppressed the spirit sword's restlessness, and said lightly: "Since you're here, why don't you show yourself?"

Someone chuckled, suddenly appeared in the room, and walked slowly towards Yin Chengjue.

The man was dressed in white, with a gentle demeanor, looking at him gently with his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing the white clothes that the man was wearing, Yin Chengjue was slightly taken aback, looked down at the clothes he was wearing, and when he looked up at the man again, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

because--

The clothes this person was wearing were almost of the same material as what he was wearing at this time, including the patterns embroidered on them, which were also the same.

The man saw the light in his eyes, but there was an indescribable curiosity in his eyes, he couldn't help smiling, and asked: "Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you don't recognize me as a teacher?"

This person turned out to be his master?

Yin Chengjue felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, but it couldn't be directly expressed on his face, so he shook his head and said, "I'm just a little tired."

This is already the second time he used this excuse today, but now Yin Chengjue can only act cautiously.

Hearing what he said, the man walked over directly, held his hand, and checked the spiritual power fluctuations in Yin Chengjue's body.

After that, the man's expression was slightly relaxed, and he said in a gentle voice: "There is no serious problem, and it will recover in a few days."

He was very close, as if he was holding Yin Chengjue in his arms, and he could even hear his breathing clearly, as long as he took a step closer, he could be pulled into his arms directly.

However, in the next second, he took a few steps back and said with a smile: "Master, I know that it is boring for you to stay in the bamboo forest for the past few days. When you completely use the Qingxin Pill for your own use, your body will no longer be so weak." Then, I will take you out for a walk."

Going out to see the outside world is what Yin Chengjue most wants to do right now.

Staying here is not a solution. During the time he woke up, he only saw two people, and he couldn't find out many things, let alone retrieve his memory.

He subconsciously clenched the jade tablet in his hand until he touched the word "Yin" engraved on it, and he was slightly relieved.

The man seemed to be used to his quietness, so during the time when Yin Chengjue didn't speak, he kept looking at him quietly, as if as long as he could stay with him like this, it would be a kind of happiness.

Seeing that he was holding the jade token in his hand like a baby, the man smiled, but a red thread appeared from his palm.

He opened Yin Chengjue's hand, touched his hand, and strung the jade plaque with a red thread, and hung it around his neck.

The red thread shone with a faint light, carrying extremely strong spiritual power.

Afterwards, those red lights floated to the top of the jade tablet little by little, and slowly melted into it.

The light above the red line also disappears.

When he reached out to hang the jade card for him, Yin Chengjue also saw the jade card on his chest. Although it was hidden under his clothes, a corner was slightly exposed when he moved, and he could see the words on it clearly.

That is a "xi" word.

The engraved font is exactly the same as the font on his jade tablet.

It was only now that Yin Chengjue began to truly believe what this man said.

He said he was his master.

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