[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

When Yun Zheng woke up, he found himself sleeping on a big soft bed.

The curtains were lowered gently, obscuring the view from the outside.

Yun Zheng stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain, feeling a little uncomfortable with the environment here.

He felt that his head was a little groggy, he rubbed his temples, and his consciousness gradually returned.

He remembered what happened at that time.

I was touched by an unknown bead in Lin Yixian's hand, and my illness began to flare up suddenly, as if everything was out of control.

Immediately afterwards, he fell into a coma.

After he woke up, he came here.

Before Yun Zheng could take a closer look at the environment here, the door suddenly opened.

A girl in blue clothes came in and saw that Yun Zheng was awake, with no abnormal color on his face, as if she hadn't noticed Yun Zheng, she put things on the table and was about to retreat.

"Wait a minute." Yun Zheng said suddenly.

The girl stopped and looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Where is the person who brought me here now?" Yun Zheng asked.

The girl shook her head.

"You, don't you know how to talk?" Thinking that she hadn't spoken since she came in, Yun Zheng couldn't help asking.

If so, things will be a little difficult.

I have no way to know the situation outside from her mouth...

The girl in Tsing Yi put the things she brought in front of Yun Zheng.

It is a bowl of boiled soup medicine, and it still exudes the smell of hot medicine.

She moved to Yun Zheng, pursed her lips, and put the spoon on it.

"It's snowing outside. Drink medicine..."

This girl could speak.

Her voice was a little jerky when she spoke, and her pronunciation was different from ordinary people, with a slightly upturned ending.

I guess I'm not familiar with some of the wording.

Yun Zheng knew that he had no way of getting other news from her, so he could only dismiss this idea and think about playing it by ear later.

"You put it there, I'll drink it later."

Hearing what Yun Zheng said, the girl in Tsing Yi just looked at him stubbornly, neither looking away nor intending to leave.

She seemed to want to watch Yun Zheng finish the bowl of medicine.

This is completely different from just rushing to get out of here.

Yun Zheng picked up the spoon, scooped up some medicine, and drank it.

Then looked up at her.

The girl in Tsing Yi then left.

After she left, Yun Zheng took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and spit on it the medicinal soup that he just drank but didn't swallow.

He picked up the medicine, smelled it, and said: "Sure enough, the requiem grass has been planted."

Then, he poured the bowl of medicine onto the vase in the corner.

Requiem Grass is a herb that can make people fall into a deep sleep unconsciously. If the dose is heavy, it can make people sleepy for three days and three nights, and the effect of the medicine will make the person lose all strength after waking up. , it will gradually recover after five days.

Fortunately, I didn't really drink it just now.

Now I just touched it a little bit, and the medicine has little effect, so I think it will be all right after a while.

Everything that happened before was too sudden.

Master and the others are not such careless people. If he had expected that Lin Yixian had a problem and would endanger the disciples in his sect, he would never just leave Lin Yixian in Xiaotiandi.

unless……

What Lin Yixian did was meaningless at all, and it couldn't hurt them.

Yun Zheng was thinking about something, but suddenly felt someone walking towards him not far away.

Thinking of the requiem grass that he just poured into the medicine bowl, Yun Zheng walked to the bed and lay down on it, pretending that the requiem grass had already taken effect.

He closed his eyes and deliberately slowed down his breathing.

It looked like he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Just as Yun Zheng was getting ready, the sound of footsteps got closer and closer to him, and finally stopped by the bed.

Feel someone sit down on the edge of the bed.

The sound of breathing was getting closer and closer to him.

Getting closer.

It was as if someone was facing him face to face, and he was about to touch him.

This is completely different from Yun Zheng's imagination.

Yun Zheng opened his eyes, just in time to meet a pair of pupils full of emotion.

The owner of those eyes, Yun Zheng, is very familiar.

He once said that he wanted to challenge himself, but after he failed, he worshiped under him; he once followed behind him, carefully calling himself "Master".

"Master, you are not asleep." The man said with certainty.

"I know you well. When you're nervous, your eyelashes tremble." He spoke with a hint of mischievous complacency, as if he knew some great secret.

Yun Zheng got up, but bumped into something, lost his center of gravity, and almost fell down.

The person next to him caught him, but was pushed away by Yun Zheng.

"Bai Jin, do you know what you are doing!" Yun Zheng questioned.

Bai Jin blinked and said softly: "I know, I've never been more awake than now."

As he said that, he still wanted to support Yun Zheng, but Yun Zheng avoided him calmly.

Seeing that Yunzheng was really resisting his contact, Bai Jin's expression was momentarily sad.

But soon, he returned to his former lightness, and said: "Master, this place is decorated according to the room you live in in Cangyun Peak, do you like it?"

Yun Zheng didn't pay attention to his words, and didn't bother to see if this place was similar to the place he lived in.

He thought of what Qing Jiao said before, and then looked at Bai Jin now.

When I was controlled by Lin Yixian, my consciousness was a little unclear, but seeing their flustered appearance before coma did not seem to be fake.

Especially Bai Jin, the worry on his face can't fool anyone.

But when he came here, he saw Bai Jin again after waking up.

"What's your relationship with Lin Yixian?" Yun Zheng only asked this question.

Hearing the name "Lin Yixian", a trace of disdain flashed in Bai Jin's eyes, but he hid it well, and when he looked at Yun Zheng, he was soft again, "Lin Yixian is just an abandoned son of the Qinglan Sect, And the Qinglan Sect... is nothing more than a running dog of the Demon Race."

Although when he looked at Yun Zheng, his mood was stable and his eyes were gentle, but when he said these words, there was inevitably a little excitement in his words.

"The Demon Race..." Yun Zheng muttered these two words, and suddenly felt that he couldn't understand Bai Jin.

Did he really believe the words of Cymbidium spinosa and feel that he is the young master of the demon clan?Or just follow the plan and use the contacts of Cymbidium spinosa and the Demon Race to do things for him?

If it was before, Yun Zheng might be able to guess what Bai Jin was thinking, but now, he can't see through his so-called apprentice.

"I have already investigated the matter of Baijiazhuang. It was the people of Qinglanzong who acted without authorization. They wanted to know the whereabouts of Sanshengjing from their mouths, and after failing to get the result they wanted, they brutally killed Bai. The people in Jiazhuang were killed. I will avenge them..."

While talking, Bai Jin skipped the topic again, looked at Yun Zheng, smiled at him, and repeated the question he had just asked, "Master, do you like this place? We will live here from now on ,OK?"

Yun Zheng seemed to have never known Bai Jin before, looking at him with strange eyes, his voice was soft, but his tone was extremely cold and authentic: "Even if it looks like this, this is not the Spirit Sword Gate after all."

Even if he is too slow to feelings, Yun Zheng also feels that Bai Jin treats him unusually, this is definitely not the feeling that a disciple should have towards his master.

It is different from Chu Zhaoran.

When Yun Zheng learned of Chu Zhaoran's intentions, although he was at a loss for a moment, it is undeniable that he still felt a little throbbing in his heart. This kind of emotion was something Yun Zheng had never experienced before. Only when Chu Zhaoran confesses his love again, Yun Zheng will agree to him.

He likes this person.

Although his feelings are not as deep as Chu Zhaoran's, this is the first time that Yunzheng really wants to accept someone's heart.

And Bai Jin...

When Yun Zheng knew that his apprentice had developed such feelings for him, his first reaction was incredible.

Yun Zheng admitted that he was not a qualified master, and he hadn't even taught Bai Jin much.

The time they spend together is actually not that much.

Yun Zheng still doesn't understand why Bai Jin has such feelings for herself.

Bai Jin smiled at this moment, "Master, you are still the same, even when you are angry, you still speak so softly and tactfully."

While talking, he approached Yunzheng, and said softly: "If I were you, I would let this person who refuses to leave go away, and tell him that I actually don't like him at all, even if he tries to make him I will stay, and I will try my best to leave here. Yun Zheng, you are too gentle and kind."

"But I just like you like this, even when you frown, you look so pretty." Bai Jin tried to reach out to smooth Yun Zheng's brow, but he blocked it.

"Bai Jin, that's enough." Yun Zheng said, "Can you leave, I don't want to see you now."

After hearing this, Bai Jin didn't get angry. Instead, he seemed to have expected Yun Zheng to say that. He bent his eyes and smiled at Yun Zheng, as if he would agree to all of Yun Zheng's requests, and said, "Master, take a good rest. Disciple will come to see you tomorrow."

Yun Zheng touched the necklace hanging on his chest subconsciously, and called out tentatively in his consciousness,

"sweet dumpling?"

"Yes, yes!" Mr. System immediately responded cheerfully.

But after thinking about the current situation of his host, he changed his tone and said decadently: "I'm here, Yun Zheng."

Yun Zheng: "..."

He sighed, and the sound seemed to come from far away.

Yun Zheng asked, "What are you hiding from me?"