I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

Sheng Yunxiao hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

The long years of retreat are all about practicing and healing, day and night.

Ever since Cheng Jieyu moved into his house, he and the other party have resumed their routine of sleeping at night and waking up in the morning.

It's just that he was in a light sleep, and when the breathing of the person in his arms changed, he noticed something strange.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the other party was not awake, but seemed to be dreaming.

At first, he thought it was a nightmare, but later he noticed that the other party's face was flushed, his lips were slightly parted, and he let out an imaginative whimper.

For a moment, Sheng Yunxiao was stunned.

Then I thought of Bai Rilan Ruzhen's senior who sent a message saying that the boy asked her to cast illusions and stimulated his memory, so could it be that he...dreamed about the past?

Sheng Yunxiao couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and quietly "watched" the boy struggling in that blushing dream, until the boy's breathing stopped and he opened his eyes suddenly——

Sheng Yunxiao immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be in a deep sleep, but his consciousness was still observing the boy.

Sure enough, the young man showed a startled expression on his face, then turned into embarrassment, covered his lips, looked down at his legs, then moved out of his embrace with a blushing face, slipped out of bed and ran out of the bedroom.

Sheng Yunxiao couldn't help laughing, why did he dream about those...

……

Cheng Jieyu was so ashamed that he had no face to face anyone.

Roughly put the trousers in the water and scrubbed them clean, but didn't dare to take them out to dry, so they dried them half-dry with spells, and then put them on the hangers in the clean room.

From today onwards, this pair of pants will be in limbo!

Before Sheng Yunxiao got up, he quickly "fleeed" down the mountain.

The current situation seemed familiar, and when he woke up on the second day of Qixi Festival, he fled in the same way.

That day he knew from a dream that he was not only the face dog of his uncle, but also had unreasonable thoughts about his uncle.

Now he knew from his dream that not only did he have unreasonable thoughts about his uncle, but he was also so violent!

He rushed to Lingxi Medicine Valley, trying to use labor to divert his attention, but the dream of last night would keep reappearing in his mind, making him blush with embarrassment.

He patted his face, leaned over to wash his face with a handful of water by the Lingxi River to cool down.

The drops of water slid down the brow bone to the eyelashes, and the moment his vision blurred, Cheng Jieyu paused and looked at the water he scooped up with both hands.

In the water, his reflection turned into that four or five-year-old doll.

Holding a handful of water and a small fish with thick fingers in the palm of his hand, the little baby exclaimed softly, "Wow, it's alive!"

"baby."

Suddenly there was a shout from behind, and Xiaowa turned around, only to see a middle-aged man in white standing behind him with an amiable smile on his face.

The middle-aged man knelt down in front of him and asked him, "What's your name?"

"Name? What's that?"

"A name is a way for people to remember you. How about going home with Uncle? Uncle will give you a name."

"Go home? Is it the kind of mud house over there?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "No, uncle's house is very big, with pavilions, pavilions, fine clothes and gourmet food, and many brothers and sisters who can play with you."

"I have a brother myself! Can I take my brother to uncle's house?"

The middle-aged man showed a surprised expression: "You still have a brother?"

"That's right! My brother is here!" The little baby's eyes suddenly lit up, the water in his hand leaked cleanly, and the little fish dived into the water freely again.

The little baby ran up to the little boy in black, "Brother, this uncle said that he can take us to his house and give me a name."

The little boy in black looked at the strange middle-aged man vigilantly, pulled the little baby behind him to protect him, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to talk to strangers?"

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the little boy in black, and suddenly said in shock: "You... are the child from the Sheng family?!"

The little boy in black's expression changed, he took the little boy's hand and turned around to run away.

"Wait." The middle-aged man teleported in front of them, "I am the head of Fuyun Nine Heavens Sect, Fang Pingyun."

Cheng Jie stood up with a wiper, and the water in his hand leaked cleanly.

Something is wrong!

In the words that the master gave him, it is clear that the master went to Beiyunzhou to look for the orphan of the Sheng family, but the master refused to worship the Nine Heavens Sect at that time, so the master took away the master Fang Jushui.

In the "History of Fuyun Jiuxiao Zongzong" preserved in the Wanjuan Pavilion, the first encounter between the ancestor and the uncle is also described in this way.

However, in the picture that flashed through his mind just now, Shi Zu clearly met Master Uncle Fang Jushui first, and then accidentally discovered Master Uncle.

Moreover, Master Shizu seemed to be more interested in Uncle Fang Jushui from the very beginning, and wanted to bring him back to Jiuxiaozong.

If this scene belongs to his real memory, then... did the master intentionally conceal the truth about his first encounter with Master Fang Jushui, and the reason for accepting him?

Cheng Jieyu touched his forehead - the day before Qixi Festival, he had met his master in Wanjuan Pavilion.

At that time, Shi Zu said that there was a way for him to help Shi Shu overcome his inner demons, and then slapped his forehead.

At that time, his mind was stunned for a moment, and then on the night of Qixi Festival, he dreamed of the scene where his uncle called him "little brother".

If it wasn't a dream, but his memory, then did Shizu mean that if he retrieved his memory, he would be able to help Shishu overcome his inner demons?

And the master's intention to help him recall the past, does it mean that the master, even the master, the mother, and the uncle, have long known that he is Fang Jushui?

That's why my uncle said that no one would object to their being together...

But he who came from another world is not the original owner. Logically speaking, he should have nothing to do with Fang Jushui, so why did he often dream of sealing demons and purgatory before transmigrating the book?

What is the relationship between him, the original owner, and Fang Jushui?

Today is the 28th, there is an essay assessment in the morning.

Cheng Jieyu was thinking about something in his mind, and he was distracted several times during the assessment, but fortunately he finished answering the questions intermittently and did not fail the exam.

However, when he thought of returning to Xuefeng, he blushed again.

Now when he thinks of his uncle's face, he will think of last night's dream.

The first spring/dream was so wild, so fragrant, and so active...

Terrible!Little beginner Cheng Jieyu couldn't bear it!

After dawdling through his lunch, the messenger jade badge on his waist vibrated, and his uncle summoned him.

"It's sunny outside, come back for an afternoon nap."

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

He looked up at the sky, it was already autumn, and it was not hot!He's not hot outside!

However, the sun at noon did not listen to his quibbles, exuding a heat that made it impossible to open your eyes.

Well, it's still hot.

Cheng Jieyu went to Wuweitang to hug a watermelon and returned to Guixuefeng.

As long as he doesn't reveal the truth, the uncle will definitely not know that he had such a dream.

The temperature on Gui Xuefeng was much cooler, Sheng Yunxiao was sitting in front of the window by the lotus pond as usual, with a book in his hand, and sleepy snow tea on his lap.

"Uncle! I'm back!"

Cheng Jieyu used a loud voice to cover up his guilty conscience, and abruptly woke up Xuecha.

Xuecha's chubby body trembled, and she stood up from Sheng Yunxiao's knees with a whimper, but her little eyes were still dazed.

Seeing Cheng Jieyu poking in from the window, Xuecha breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on Sheng Yunxiao's lap, squinted her eyes and was about to fall asleep again.

Cheng Jieyu didn't notice Xuecha's reaction at all, and was just looking at his uncle.

Uncle Shi was dressed in black brocade clothes as usual, he was as cold as a banished fairy, and the blindfolded white silk covered his eyebrows and eyes, making him look holy and innocent.

But Cheng Jieyu looked at him blushing, his head was full of yellow waste——

The uncle in the dream was not blindfolded, and the eyes that looked at him were so hot that they could burn him.

stop!Do not recall!

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly raised the watermelon in his hand to cover up his guilty conscience, "Uncle, do you eat melons?"

Sheng Yunxiao looked at his reddish ears and suppressed a smile, "...um."

Great, everything works fine.Stop thinking about those indescribable things in your dreams!

Cheng Jieyu cut the watermelon in half, took two small silver spoons, and held it in front of Sheng Yunxiao.

Xuecha sniffed the sweet smell of watermelon, and suddenly stood up energetically, staring at the big red watermelon with green skin.

Cheng Jieyu was moved by its foodie spirit, and took a few spoonfuls of watermelon to share with it.

He sat across from his uncle, watching him eat gracefully—not like eating watermelon, but like tasting some delicacies.

The other party's lips opened and closed lightly, taking a small piece of watermelon pulp into the mouth, squeezing out the juice from the jaws, and the lips were dyed deep red, just like the color of the lips after kissing him hard last night.

stop!Stop thinking about it! ! !

If you think about it again, it will be hard!

Cheng Jieyu held the spoon tightly, and wanted to hide, moved his legs sitting cross-legged on the couch, and buried his face in half of the watermelon.

But he didn't know that in Sheng Yunxiao's "eyes", the roots of his ears were already redder than the flesh of the watermelon.

Sheng Yunxiao curled up his lips silently, holding back and holding back, so he didn't laugh.

The family of three ate a melon, and Cheng Jieyu finally forgot about that absurd dream for a while, cleaned up the watermelon rind, and pretended that he was not guilty at all.

"...Uncle, I'm going to take a nap."

Sheng Yunxiao: "Well, I'll call you when the time comes."

Cheng Jieyu turned around and heaved a sigh of relief—fortunately, the uncle didn't say to take a nap with him, fortunately...

However, when he took off his outer robe and climbed onto Sheng Yunxiao's bed, he realized that he was still too young.

Lying in the place where this spring/dream happened, how could it be possible to fall asleep? !

Cheng Jieyu hugged the quilt and clamped his legs sideways, closed his eyes and thought, Master Fang Jushui is too powerful, right?The day before the assessment can still be so messy, does it really not affect the assessment?

Well, it was Uncle Fang who made the fuss, not him, not him!

He is a little beginner, just dreaming and restless for a whole day, so he is not so turbulent!

"Can't sleep?"

Sheng Yunxiao heard the rustling of the bed in the inner room, and couldn't help asking.

"!"

Cheng Jieyu tightly closed his eyes, "I'm asleep! I'm already asleep! Hehe...hehe..."

Also played a fake snoring.

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

He couldn't help it, and burst out laughing, but fortunately his voice was kept low so as not to disturb the people in the room.

If the thin-skinned kid inside heard it, he might dig a hole in the ground and get in there.

Later, Cheng Jieyu still fell asleep in a daze, and was called up by Sheng Yunxiao to attend the alchemy class assessment in the afternoon.

The martial arts assessment on the second day also passed smoothly.

Now everyone knows each other's level, and the martial arts assessment is no longer as interesting as it was the first time.

But Cheng Jieyu still noticed that Mu Xingshen and Liu Xinya challenged Wen Jingzhi again, and naturally lost to the latter in the end.

Only this time, Cheng Jieyu found that Mu Xingchen no longer had that unwilling expression, but admitted defeat very calmly.

It seems that the second senior brother and the first senior brother have already fought to show their true feelings.

After the assessment is the last day of the month to take a bath, and the students usually go out to relax.

Cheng Jieyu went to work in Lingxi Medicine Valley in the morning, and brought Xuecha out for a stroll.

Unexpectedly, Cang Ting found him early in the morning.

He took Xiaobai with him, and Xuecha screamed excitedly when he saw Xiaobai, trying to break free from Cheng Jieyu's arms and go play with his brother Xiaobai.

Putting the snow tea to play with Xiaobai, Cheng Jieyu watered the Yuanling grass and asked Cang Ting, "Did you go to the market?"

But Cang Ting asked him back: "Not tired?"

Cheng Jieyu thought about it too, he couldn't go to the market every time he took a rest, there was always a market, there was nothing new about it.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Aren't there cuju and polo games in the college, I remember some students like wild hunting and fishing."

"It's boring." Cang Ting glanced at Xiao Bai who was rolling with Xuecha on the ground, "Xiao Bai doesn't like it either."

Also, if you see a fox while hunting, should you shoot or not?

Cheng Jieyu, as a "hypocritical" civilized person, although he loves to eat poultry and livestock, but he doesn't like hunting wild animals, let alone eating game.

Although hunting is a legal and reasonable way of life in this world, Cheng Jieyu still doesn't want to participate.

Unless it's for self-defense.

Speaking of beasts, Cheng Jieyu looked at Cang Ting, "I have a question, I don't know if I can ask it."

In the first [-] characters of "Refining Demons", there is not much space to describe Cang Ting, let alone reveal what kind of monster he is.

It is only written that his magic weapon is a long/whip, and it can split nine branches from the whip.

I heard from my uncle that everyone's magic weapon has its own characteristics.

So Cheng Jieyu couldn't help wondering whether Cang Ting's magic weapon was related to his body.

Cang Ting looked at him and motioned for him to ask.

Cheng Jieyu: "That's... your body is...?"

Cang Ting was slightly surprised: "You don't know?"

Cheng Jieyu: "? I should know?"

Cang Ting: "My father's identity is not a secret in the monastic world."

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

"So you and your father are...?"