The villain master dressed as the heroine

The days passed slowly, Tang Muzhi liked to watch Chu Tingyu sleep, and helped her gently put down the bed curtain after she was asleep.

That night, Tang Muzhi washed his face in the water tank in the yard as usual, and a yellow crescent moon was reflected on the water. Tang Muzhi casually let his hair loose, and walked into the house again.

When Chu Tingyu entered the door, she was undressing, a few strands of wet hair stuck to the side of her face and collarbone, Tang Muzhi saw it, walked over and asked, "Have you washed it?"

Chu Tingyu nodded, Tang Muzhi pulled the quilt over her and said, "Guess who I saw today."

Chu Tingyu lay down obediently, "Who?"

Tang Muzhi also lay down, and carefully hugged him into his arms, "I saw Zhao Lan and Xie Tang."

The people around him moved slightly.

"But they probably didn't see me." Tang Muzhi wrapped Chu Tingyu's hair around his fingertips, buried it in her neck and took a deep breath, "You smell so sweet."

"Well, go to sleep." Chu Tingyu lay flat, her breathing was shallow, and she didn't seem to care too much about this matter.

Tang Muzhi was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Chu Tingyu didn't speak.

Tang Muzhi said again: "They should know that you are not dead, Bei Qingshan left you..."

Chu Tingyu turned over, faced her with half-closed eyes, and calmly said: "There is nothing in this world that can't be separated...Since I decided to leave at the beginning, I won't let them find me again. "

Tang Muzhi covered Chu Tingyu's hand, and asked slightly and vaguely: "Really..."

She has asked this sentence many times, and it was nothing more than the uneasiness brought about by her fear day and night. When she woke up, she found that she was no longer in her original residence, but lying on a piece of soft grass, feeling very sad. Ting Yu was standing beside her, still holding the piece of broken porcelain in his hand.

Tang Muzhi almost guessed what happened, she hugged Chu Tingyu from behind, put her forehead on her shoulder, and said, "Come with me..."

Chu Tingyu didn't look back, Tang Muzhi waited anxiously for her answer, and after a long time, Chu Tingyu said, "Do you like Lu Mingyue... or is it because she's dead and there's nothing you can do, that you want to come to me..."

"It has nothing to do with her, and I won't admit the wrong person." Tang Muzhi said firmly, and then murmured: "Maybe you don't believe it. Back then... when I saw you in Beiqing Mountain, I wanted to recognize you as my master."

"I think you're so lonely sitting there by yourself..."

Chu Tingyu closed his eyes, and said softly, "...don't talk about it."

"Let's go."

This incident has been repeated in Tang Muzhi's mind for three years. She knew that what happened at the entrance of the Qiwen Museum that day was always a great harm to Chu Tingyu.

She regretted breaking the Golden Wind Sword very much. She could never forget the grief in Chu Tingyu's eyes at that time. If her sword was still there, maybe she wouldn't be so depressed all day long.

Tang Muzhi woke up in the morning and saw that Chu Tingyu was still sleeping, so he didn't call her, but kissed her on the side of the face, and said softly: "Yesterday I went up the mountain to pick some herbs, and today I'm going to send them to the city to exchange for some money. Can add some household."

Chu Tingyu faintly woke up when she heard this, she opened her eyes and asked, "How long have you been walking?"

"Soon, I'll be back before sunset anyway." Tang Muzhi tucked her broken hair behind her ears, "If you're hungry, there's still porridge and pickles in the kitchen."

Chu Tingyu hummed and closed his eyes.

Tang Muzhi left the small courtyard, but did not go to the city, but went directly to Beiqing Mountain.

The Golden Wind Sword that was chopped off at the beginning should have been brought back by Zhao Lan. If you want to help Chu Tingyu get the Golden Wind Sword back, you have to go to Zhao Lan first.

Tang Muzhi is actually not willing to talk to Zhao Lan. She knows that Zhao Lan has always misunderstood her a lot. She also admits that she did do many wrong things before, but now she wants to find Chu Tingyu's Golden Wind Sword again. I must go to Zhao Lan.

Tang Muzhi went up the mountain in a hurry, and just happened to meet a few disciples going down the mountain to practice. The leading disciple had never seen him before, maybe he had been away for too long, and the disciples in Beiqing Mountain had changed several times.

"Fellow Taoist, may I ask if Zhao Lan's head is in Beiqing Mountain now?" Tang Muzhi stopped a disciple in white and asked politely.

"Are you looking for our sect master?" The little disciple raised his wooden sword and looked up at Tang Muzhi. Seeing that she looked pretty and she didn't look like a bad person, he said, "Our sect master has been in a lot of trouble these days. If you have anything to do, you can Go directly to Elder Xie Tang..."

Tang Muzhi asked strangely, "What's wrong with Zhao Lan's head?"

"The Sword Valley in Beiqing Mountain has been closed for the past few days, and the master is worrying about where we should get the sword." The disciple sighed and said sadly: "I finally passed the Trial Conference of the Four Immortals, but now I can't get the sword , really depressing."

North Qingshan Sword Valley is closed...

Tang Muzhi was a little surprised. She thanked her disciple and was going to find Zhao Lan in the main hall.

Beiqing Mountain is like spring all the year round, and only a few times it snows. When Tang Muzhi passed Ling'an Spring, he took a look inside. Zhao Lan had completely blocked the place with an enchantment, and no one could enter.

She was thinking about how to enter the main hall when she suddenly heard a voice coming from the front.

"Elder Xie Tang, when can we get the sword? We've been waiting for two years."

"The head is also worried these few days, don't worry, there will definitely be a result in a few days." Xie Tang's voice was still very gentle.

It seems that the Sword Valley in Beiqing Mountain is indeed closed. Tang Muzhi thought for a while. She got the sword from the Sword Valley in Beiqing Mountain, but Chu Tingyu’s sword was taken out from the Sword Valley. She still has to go Just ask Zhao Lan.

Thinking of this, Tang Muzhi hurried to the main hall.

The main hall was very empty, Zhao Lan was looking at the map of the entire world of cultivating immortals floating in mid-air, and muttered in his mouth: "Where should I go... Is it possible to really go to the bottom of the sky cliff..."

"Master." A gust of wind blew up from the main hall, and when he raised his eyes again, Tang Muzhi had already appeared beside Zhao Lan.

Zhao Lan was shocked, and immediately picked up the folding fan and hit it directly. With a touch of blue aura at the end of the folding fan, he rushed towards Tang Muzhi's face. Tang Muzhi moved to dodge and made a self-defense tactic.

"Master, it's me—" Tang Muzhi was very agile, and the folding fan spun around her side several times without hurting her at all.

Zhao Lan said indifferently: "I saw it, and I wanted to beat you up."

Tang Muzhi: "..."

The folding fan returned to Zhao Lan's hand, Zhao Lan closed the folding fan with a snap, and turned to leave.

Tang Muzhi held Zhao Lan back, and said, "Stop the sect, I have something to do..."

Zhao Lan said: "It's rare that you still remember that I am the head. Where did you take Tingyu?"

Tang Muzhi hesitated when he heard Chu Tingyu's name, "...Actually, the head of the sect always knew that she and I were not dead, right?"

Zhao Lan narrowed her eyes, "The fire that year was so bizarre that I couldn't doubt it, not to mention the charred corpses that were dragged out of the house couldn't be discerned."

"She's fine, please rest assured Sect Leader." Tang Muzhi was very sincere.

Seeing that Tang Muzhi had learned to speak calmly with him, Zhao Lan frowned slightly, and asked in a much lighter tone, "Where is she?"

"She's not in Beiqingshan, I'm here for other things."

Zhao Lan said, "What's the matter with you?"

Tang Muzhi took a step forward, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want...to ask the master for something."

"I want her Golden Wind Sword."

When Zhao Lan heard the words "Golden Wind Sword", his mood to speak calmly was disturbed again. He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you say "Golden Wind Sword?" A few pieces, how can I give you the whole thing."

Tang Muzhi explained: "It is true that I was wrong at the beginning. I have regretted it all these years and wanted to make it up to her, but she is depressed all day long, and I don't know how to coax her... Ting Yu has no demands on me. But I can feel that if the Golden Wind Sword is in her hands, she will be much better."

"The Golden Wind Sword can't be repaired well. I took the Golden Wind Sword away from the gate of the Qiwen Museum that day, and tried many methods to no avail." Zhao Lan frowned slightly. What's more, Jinfengjian has followed Tingyu for more than ten years, if I can repair it so easily, wouldn't it be a joke."

"Where did she get her sword?" Tang Muzhi asked, "If you know where she got it, maybe you can find a way..."

Zhao Lan said: "Tingyu's sword was not taken from Beiqing Mountain, but at the bottom of the sky cliff. During this time, the spirit beasts in the Sword Valley of Beiqing Mountain have entered a dormant state, so the Sword Valley is closed, and I am also worried about my disciples. Where to get the sword."

"At the bottom of the sky cliff?" Tang Muzhi had heard of this place. This place is very close to Xianling Island, and he needs to go there by boat.

"How did she get her sword there? I remember that the disciples of Beiqing Mountain should get their swords from Sword Valley..."

Zhao Lan waved her hand, "It's been more than ten years since I heard that Yu came to Beiqing Mountain. At that time, there were several places to pick up swords. She didn't find a suitable sword in the Sword Valley, so I took her to Tianling Island. At the bottom of the cliff."

Tang Muzhi paused when he heard this, "The head...is very kind to her."

"She is my first junior sister." Zhao Lan raised her eyes, as if recalling something from a long time ago, "At that time Tang'er and Qin Qi both got their own swords, only she didn't get anything, we Seeing her look down, I promised her to take her to get the sword elsewhere."

"But now that I think about it, the reason for her downfall at the beginning may also be because she felt that she was not strong enough."

Tang Muzhi said: "Master...can you give me the broken Golden Wind Sword and let me take it to the bottom of the sky cliff?"

Zhao Lan raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

Tang Muzhi nodded.

Zhao Lan said: "It's useless for you to go, this sword was taken by Tingyu, she has to reforge it herself."

What this means is that she wants to bring Chu Tingyu back to Beiqing Mountain. Neither Yu Gong nor Tang Muzhi thought about it privately. She managed to let Chu Tingyu stay by her side. Now, isn't he alone again.

"Let me meet Tingyu first, and see what she means." Zhao Lan naturally knew what Tang Muzhi was thinking, and didn't say it directly, but spoke in a different way, "Go back and ask her, don't make decisions without authorization. "

At sunset, Tang Muzhi left Beiqingshan, bought some household items from the city, and prepared to pack up and go back to the small courtyard.

Before she arrived, she saw Chu Tingyu standing in front of the fence, looking at the orange sunset in the sky calmly.

Long and tall, with a graceful figure, like an elegant bamboo.

The author has something to say: The episode that has been stuck for a long time has started to be updated.

The two of them are in trouble again, so I can only meet you in the extra episode (狗头)