I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

The mountain wind blew off the white ribbon that was blindfolded by the man in xuanyi, brushed over his half-up long hair, and lingered on the other's handsome face.

Cheng Jieyu was amazed by the stunning beauty in front of him, stared blankly at the other party, wishing he could turn into a screaming chicken and yelled, his voice was trembling with excitement: "Shi Shi Shi Shi Uncle, I, I can—"

I can!I really can!

The man "looked" at Cheng Jieyu suspiciously: "Huh?"

"I...I can give you an old age!" Cheng Jieyu blurted out, and hurriedly added: "No no no, you are not old!"

I thought that my uncle, who has been in retreat for 40 years and is now in his [-]s, is a bad old man like the head of the sect. He never expected that the other party is so young and handsome, he looks only in his early twenties.

The man was startled when he heard this, and then he bent his lips and smiled lightly. In an instant, his stern brows and eyes became alive like spring wind and rain.

Ahhhhh!Earn it!

Cheng Jieyu looked at the other party's smiling face, and instantly felt that he had made a fortune!

No wonder Sheng Yunxiao appeared in the book after the original owner went offline. Look at this magnificent face, if he appeared early, what would Wen Jingzhi do?

Look at the sharp eyebrows, the handsome bridge of the nose, the slightly raised thin lips, and the long and narrow pair of uncle——

But the eyes are dull and lifeless.

Cheng Jieyu touched the eyes of the other party "looking" at him but couldn't focus at all, for some reason, his soul suddenly shuddered, and his nose suddenly felt sore.

And the man didn't know why his eyes suddenly turned red, scarlet blood.

He hastily lowered his eyelashes, covering his eyes with crow-feather-like eyelashes, and at the same time he bent his fingers, and the white ribbon in Cheng Jieyu's hand responded, and flew back to the man.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had tied the white silk back to the man's face, covering his eyes, and also blocking the sudden appearance of blood, as well as the trace of warmth and anger.

Cheng Jieyu, who came back to his senses suddenly, only had time to curl up his fingertips to grab the breeze brought by the whiteness when he left, but failed to notice the strange expression on the other side.

He withdrew his hand, touched the tip of his nose guiltily, suppressed his desire to covet his uncle's beauty, saluted the man in the window, and said solemnly: "Disciple Cheng Jieyu, I have seen my uncle."

He lowered his head and waited for a while before he heard the man's soft "hmm".

The other party's voice was cold and slightly hoarse, "You... have changed a lot."

Cheng Jieyu was startled suddenly, and his spine felt cold.

No, no, no, it won't be discovered, right?

He lowered his eyes guiltyly, and forgot that the other party couldn't see him, so he didn't dare to look up and meet the other party's eyes.

Neither the head nor the left and right elders realized that he was not the original "Cheng Jieyu", but Sheng Yunxiao could see through him at a glance?

Or was it that his nympho reaction just now was too outrageous, making Sheng Yunxiao aware of the strangeness?

Cheng Jieyu's thoughts raced, and finally he had to bite the bullet and asked, "Master...do you know the disciple?"

Sheng Yunxiao, who was blindfolded, was still "looking" at Cheng Jieyu, his cold voice had no warmth, let alone his attitude, "I met you when the head brother brought you back to the sect."

"???"

Seeing it 17 years ago is also called recognition? !

Cheng Jieyu quietly rolled his eyes and held back his complaints.

Then I heard Sheng Yunxiao say: "I went out of customs once before, and I saw you before."

Judging from the tone of the other party, Cheng Jieyu can basically be sure that the other party did not see through his identity, but was simply "reminiscing about the past".

It's just that the original owner's memory of this uncle is really pitiful, so I don't know what "oldness" the two have.

But as long as he is not found out, Cheng Jieyu can quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

He scratched the back of his ear, "Perhaps it's because the disciple is young and ignorant, so he doesn't have a deep impression of the uncle..."

"Yeah." Sheng Yunxiao said lightly, "You've grown up—"

He dragged his tone, as if recalling, pondered for a while, but said: "I have gained a lot of weight."

"..." Cheng Jieyu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

He looked at Sheng Yunxiao resentfully, and said aggrievedly: "Master, how can a beauty speak evil words?"

Sheng Yunxiao was startled, then pulled the corners of his lips, playing with taste: "Beauty?"

He was blindfolded, and Cheng Jieyu couldn't tell his expression clearly, but he keenly sensed a hint of danger in his tone, and hurriedly lowered his head to admit his cowardice: "Uncle Master is naturally a beauty, and this disciple also knows that his figure...is indecent , and please Master Uncle not to despise the disciple."

Although the beauty is beautiful, the rumors of a violent temperament are not all groundless. Now that he is under the eaves, how can he have the confidence to blame the beauty for uttering bad words?

The beauty said he was fat, but he was fat!Do not refute!

Cheng Jieyu, who knows current affairs, does whatever he wants.

He is not wronged!I am not wronged at all!

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yunxiao frowned, "I didn't realize you were indecent—"

His voice paused, and he sighed almost inaudibly, "Forget it, come in and make tea."

Hearing that he didn't dislike him, Cheng Jieyu secretly glanced at Sheng Yunxiao. Although he still couldn't make out the expression on the other side, he could feel the other side's gentle attitude, and he didn't blame him for his "open mouth".

It seems that the uncle has a good temper...

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly answered "Yes" and entered the room with his bundle in his arms.

Sheng Yunxiao was lying on the soft couch in front of the window, and there was a set of tea sets on the small table on the couch.When Cheng Jieyu came in, Sheng Yunxiao twisted his fingertips, and a charcoal fire was lit in the small red clay stove, and a small pot was placed on the stove.

Cheng Jieyu saw a long table with pens, ink, paper and inkstone under the window, a low cabinet and bookshelves in the corner, a round table on the other side of the room, and a screen behind the table, separating the inner room from the outer room. .

He put the burden on the small round table, went to the bed, and made tea for Sheng Yunxiao.

To be honest, he doesn't really know how to make tea, and the two fathers are busy with work, so he doesn't like it, so he hasn't had much contact with it.

Fortunately, the original owner seemed to know a little bit. Relying on the memory of the original owner, Cheng Jieyu successfully made a pot of tea for Sheng Yunxiao.

"Master uncle drinks tea."

He picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Sheng Yunxiao, but he forgot that the wall of the cup was scorching hot, and when his hand trembled, the cup overturned on the small table, and the tea overflowed.

Cheng Jieyu exclaimed, and reached out to lift the cup, but Sheng Yunxiao grabbed his wrist violently.

"do not move."

Sheng Yunxiao raised his sleeve and stroked it, and Cheng Jieyu felt a wave of aura, the teacup was straightened, and the overturned tea disappeared.

Then his chubby hand was spread out by Sheng Yunxiao, and the other's cool fingertips gently rubbed his reddened fingertips, and the burning sensation disappeared.

"Be careful and don't be rash."

Cheng Jieyu stared blankly at Sheng Yunxiao's actions, then stretched out his other hand——

Shaking slightly in front of Sheng Yunxiao.

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

Seeing that he was stunned, Cheng Jieyu immediately held the opponent's hand, stared at the white ribbon on Sheng Yunxiao's face and said excitedly: "Master! So you can see it!"

Sheng Yunxiao lowered his eyes, looked at his hand held by Cheng Jieyu's, slowly withdrew his hand, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"When you cultivate the soul, you can understand the mystery of breaking away from the five senses of the body and using the soul to perceive everything."

"Oh." Cheng Jieyu frowned, lowered his head in frustration, "I'm afraid that disciple will never realize it in his lifetime."

He is so weak now that he still has to rely on the five grains to satisfy his hunger. How long will it take to cultivate the soul and get rid of the body?

However, Sheng Yunxiao patted him on the head lightly: "With a firm mind, it's just around the corner."

Maybe it was because Sheng Yunxiao's tone was too gentle, Cheng Jieyu patted his patted head in embarrassment, and decided to drink this bowl of chicken soup for his uncle's beauty.

"Yes, the disciple would like to follow the teachings of my uncle."

"However," Cheng Jieyu originally stood in front of the soft couch to make tea for Sheng Yunxiao, but now he squatted down in front of Sheng Yunxiao and looked up at him, "I don't understand something, I wonder if my uncle can help me. "

Sheng Yunxiao lowered his head and "looked" at him.

Cheng Jieyu used his chubby hands to grab the edge of the soft couch, and discussed in a friendly voice: "Don't be angry if I ask you..."

He has already seen that the uncle looks cold and his hands are cold, but his heart is warm. Not only does he not dislike him for being fat, he also does not blame him for being unrestrained, but also feels sorry for him for burning his hands, and his temper is not bad at all. .

Coupled with the fact that the uncle's beauty is so deceptive, Cheng Jieyu unknowingly became bold.

Sheng Yunxiao was holding the teacup, and there was a hint of a smile hidden in his cold tone: "Since I know I'm not happy, why do you still ask?"

Cheng Jieyu's expression froze, and he smirked and said, "Yes, hehehe, then I'd better not ask."

"Well," Sheng Yunxiao said indifferently, "Hold on for now."

I can't help but ask again.

Cheng Jieyu stood up with puckered lips, looked around, changed the subject and asked, "Master, where do I live?"

"next door."

"Then, I'll go clean the house first." Cheng Jieyu said as he went to the small round table to pick up his baggage, seeing that Sheng Yunxiao didn't stop him, he walked out of the room sideways.

But he poked his head in from outside the house again, with a chubby hand pawing at the door frame, and whispered: "Uncle Shi, I just wanted to ask you, since you can see, why are you still blindfolded?"

He saw that Sheng Yunxiao's eyes were not terribly injured and needed to be covered, nor did he need to tie a ribbon to apply medicine, and he could see through the soul, clearly able to act like ordinary people, and he was really curious why he had to cover his eyes!

Is it because it's cooler?

Could it be that Master Uncle is also... a pretender!

However, although he was curious, he didn't even dare to listen to the answer after asking, and ran out of the yard without looking back.

Inside the room, Sheng Yunxiao watched Cheng Jieyu's chubby body running away, and smiled softly while twisting the teacup.

The mountain breeze brushed the white on his face, and two or three red plums fell into the hot spring pool with the wind, embellishing a pool of slim white lotus flowers.

……

Cheng Jieyu ran out of the yard with his bundle in his arms, and waited outside for a while, seeing that Sheng Yunxiao hadn't settled with him, so he sneaked back into the yard thinking he was hiding.

Pushing away the room next door to Sheng Yunxiao, Cheng Jieyu took a lot of effort to arrange his luggage, and then quietly walked out of the room to peek at the movement next door.

Seeing that Sheng Yunxiao was still sitting by the window drinking tea, he boldly moved to Sheng Yunxiao's window step by step on tiptoe as if nothing had happened.

"Packed up?"

Sheng Yunxiao didn't answer the question he just asked, but he didn't make things difficult for him either.

This made Cheng Jieyu a little embarrassed, and felt that his question just now was suspected of sprinkling salt on someone's wound, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"En." So he responded respectfully, and asked again: "Is there anything the master needs to do here?"

"No."

"What does the disciple need to do every day?"

Cheng Jieyu still remembered that he was here to serve Sheng Yunxiao. Even though Sheng Yunxiao could see things, there must be some things he needs to do, right?

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yunxiao said: "There are not many things about returning to Xuefeng."

As he spoke, he pondered for a moment, as if he had thought for a long time, before he said: "Just clean these two rooms every day, and then go to the peak to fetch snow water for me to make tea with."

Cheng Jieyu was a little surprised: that's it?That's it?That's it?

"Don't you need disciples to wash and cook?"

Although he won't either.

So why did the head choose him to return to Xuefeng?

"I've already inedulated, so the kitchen generally doesn't fire." Sheng Yunxiao pointed to a room on the other side by the window, "If you want to use it, you can clean it yourself and ask the servants to bring the ingredients and utensils up."

Cheng Jieyu quickly waved his hands: "No, no, it's enough for me to go to Wuweitang for dinner."

Wuweitang is located in the water side at the foot of the mountain. It is the canteen opened by Jiuxiaozong for the disciples who have not yet bigu and the students in the water side.

Sheng Yunxiao retracted his gaze when he heard the words, lowered his head and picked up the teacup, "As for the clothes, servants will come up to wash them every day."

Cheng Jieyu suddenly realized, no wonder the head said that he was competent enough, so he was not needed to work at all, rather than serving Sheng Yunxiao, he came to relieve Sheng Yunxiao's boredom.

"Disciple understands."

It turns out that he is a young master who plays with you!

"Then go."

Cheng Jieyu: "?"

Sheng Yunxiao tapped the teacup on the small table with his chin, and then "looked" towards the courtyard wall.

Only then did Cheng Jieyu see three or five earthen jars under the plum tree beside the courtyard wall, and he hurriedly said, "Oh, disciple, let's go."

He trotted over, picked up two empty earthen jars, and walked out of the yard towards the peak.

The peak is still some distance away from the small courtyard, and Cheng Jieyu can't fly in the air, so it took a lot of effort to get the snow water back and forth.

He walked back with two cans of snow humming, lamenting that he probably had enough exercise today.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Sheng Yunxiao waving at him from the window.

Thinking that the other party wanted to add water, Cheng Jieyu walked over with the earthen pot in his arms, his little face was flushed after exercising, and he was still panting when he spoke, "Master, do you want to add water?"

However, Sheng Yunxiao tapped lightly on the small table with his fingers.

Cheng Jieyu followed the other party's slender fingers to look, and saw a food box next to the other party's hand, emitting a strong aroma of food.

Cheng Jieyu's eyes lit up immediately, "For me?"