Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Come here... help me.

He stood by the window, his footsteps were like bogs.

He looked at the man's face flushed with blush, his misty eyes seemed to contain spring water, and the ice and snow contained in his usual eyes had melted away, as if he had fallen from the sky into the world of mortals.

The boundless beauty seemed to be woven into a dense net to wrap around him, he felt his heart beat as fast as thunder, and his throat ached with thirst.

The scent lingered in the nose, as if soaked in a poison that no one could get rid of.

Tempting him, come a little closer.

Be a little more aggressive.

"...Help me." The man trembled again.

The net finally wrapped him tightly, leading him to jump over the window sill and walk into the gentle and warm tent.

He knelt on the snow-white and damp fox fur, leaned over cautiously, and said in a hoarse voice, "This apprentice is here to help you..."

"...Master."

——Birds chirping outside the window.

Shen Shu woke up from the dream, feeling wet in the beating.

He raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, exhaled slowly and deeply.

Three years have passed, and he is no longer the boy who didn't understand anything.

Back then, when he was looking for information about the bond between Taoist couples in the bookstore, he accidentally found a book about the practice of Taoist couples' double cultivation.

...I just know that in this world, people who are close to me can not only hug and hold hands, but also have more intimate contact.

The memory of hiding by the window and eavesdropping became his haunting dream for so many years.

He had fantasized countless times about what the scene would have looked like if he had opened the window back then.

Will that cold person stare at him with red eyes like in a dream, and tremblingly say to him, "Help me."

Even so, Shen Shu didn't dare to show any strangeness in front of that person.

I'm afraid it will cause the other party to get a little bored.

He has been struggling to survive since he was born, and no one has taught him the etiquette and rules of speed.

Until I met Ye Yunlan.

The other party saved his life, taught him calligraphy, and taught him swordsmanship.

He wants to be close to the other party, wants the other party to only look at him, and wants to be with the other party forever.

Regardless of master and apprentice, or Taoist companions.

He felt that everything was perfectly normal.

But I also know that in the eyes of others, it is not normal for him to make appointments.

It is against the etiquette and the rules for the disciple to have thoughts about the master, and it is a violation of the following, and if he speaks out, he will not only be despised by others, but also shame the master.

And he, no matter what, didn't want to let that person down and be ashamed.

He got up, went to the well to fetch a bucket of cold water, and poured it over his head and face.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the heat in his body subsided instantly, and even ice flakes formed on his eyelashes.He didn't notice anything, just went to change into clean clothes again, and then walked into the bamboo building next to him.

But he heard a man's low voice coming from the room.

"You said you were going to the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Meeting. But the discussion meeting has been going on for two months from the beginning to the end. If the injury in your body is not suppressed by me, it may recur again."

"If you listen to me, don't go."

Shen Shu paused and stopped on the spot.

--bedroom.

The white-haired man in the crane cloak was leaning against the window with his sword in his arms.

He is really tall, leaning on him like this, covering most of the sunlight coming in from the window.

Ye Yunlan sat on the edge of the bed.

Just after healed his wound, there was still thin sweat on his temples, but his brows were very indifferent, "I have my own measure of my injury. Why should the Immortal Venerable care about me."

"You are a disciple of my Tianzong. As the suzerain, I am naturally qualified to manage you." Qi Yunjun said lightly.

Ye Yunlan said: "There are tens of thousands of Tianzong disciples. The suzerain likes to meddle in other people's affairs. He has a lot of his own affairs to meddle in. Why must it be me?"

He paused, and continued: "It's been three years, no matter how big the karma is, it should be paid off. Besides, Rong Ran and I have already broken up, and there has been no contact in the past three years, even though he had asked the Immortal Venerable to heal me before." , I can’t count it. I don’t believe that the Immortal Venerable doesn’t know this.”

The person in front of him looked tired.

Qi Yun-jun frowned slightly.

Every time I see him, this person always looks like this, three years have passed and nothing has changed.

Obviously he was his suzerain and had saved his life.

What's more, he is also a sword cultivator, even if this person doesn't want to be his apprentice, he should always cherish him.

As he appreciates this person.

"In the beginning, I healed you for the sake of karma." Qi Yun-jun said, "Now, it's just because of pity."

"pity?"

"It's a pity that you have the talent of sword repair." Qi Yunjun's eyes flashed a slight wave, paused, and continued, "It's a pity...you."

Although Qi Yunjun's words were spoken in an indifferent tone, it sounded a bit strange, Ye Yunlan frowned, "What does the Immortal mean?"

Qi Yun-jun didn't explain anymore, but changed the subject.

"If you really insist on going to the Discussion Conference, I won't stop you." He said and threw him a bottle of pill, "This is the Wanling Rejuvenation Pill that I refined. When your injury is triggered, take it One, may relieve one or two."

The pill arrived in Ye Yunlan's hands, before he said no, he felt a breeze blowing by, and the man by the window had disappeared.

Qi Yun-jun left as quietly as when he came.

In the metamorphosis state, a thought can travel thousands of miles in an instant, such a method is considered normal.

Ye Yunlan leaned against the bed for a while, and wanted to throw away the pill bottle in her hand, but after thinking about it for a while, she frowned.

The Wanling Complex Pill is the best healing pill, and the highest healing pill in his hand is only the middle grade.He didn't want to take what Qi Yunjun gave, but Shen Shu might need it.

It is dangerous to fight at the seminar.

In the end just in case.

It took a lot of energy to heal his wounds just now, and it took him a lot of effort just to endure and not draw his sword.

Ye Yunlan only felt a little tired, so she couldn't help rubbing her temples with her hands, instead of getting up and going to the study as usual, she leaned on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

After a long time, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"Master, I made you something to come over early." It was Shen Shu's voice.

Ye Yunlan: "Come in."

Shen Shu pushed open the door, and saw the man sitting sideways by the bed, wearing a white underclothes, with long black hair winding down, he only raised his eyes to look over quietly.

It seems that every time I see the suzerain, my master's mood will become very worried.

Thinking of the few words he overheard just now, Shen Shu's eyes darkened slightly.

"This is a pastry I just learned to make, master, try it?"

He brought a plate of lotus leaf glutinous rice cake to the bed, and sat down beside Ye Yunlan naturally.

The black clothes on his body were still stained with some white flour, which was left behind because of the haste when he was making the cakes just now.

Ye Yunlan seldom ate ordinary food in his previous life. After his rebirth, he didn't know where Shen Shu learned so many cooking skills. He was also cultivated by his apprentices to have a liking for food.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece of lotus leaf glutinous rice cake with his slender fingers, brought it to his lips and bit it off.

"Very good." He said, his frowning brow softened slightly.

Seeing this, Shen Shu felt a little relieved.

He has already discovered that although he looks cold and indifferent on the outside, his master actually likes to eat sweets.

So he also picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and put it in his mouth.

Shen Shu doesn't like sweets.

In other words, he doesn't have any special preferences for most foods in this world.

Because his five senses are too sharp.

This glutinous rice cake melted on the tip of the tongue, it was already so sweet.He still seemed ignorant, and only whispered.

"As long as Master likes it, that's the best."

— Two days later.

There are a lot of people on the slope today.

A Shenxing flying boat stopped on the slope.This flying boat is huge, and it seems that it can accommodate a lot of people.The space inside is even more huge, using the mustard seed technique of Sumina, it is more than ten times larger than what the outside world sees.

The Dao Discussion Meeting is a grand meeting of the immortal sect, and there are many people attending Tianzong this time.

Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu boarded the flying boat, handed over their disciple tokens, and assigned them to a room in the flying boat.

When he got on the flying boat, there were many eyes looking at him from all around. Although Ye Yunlan had gotten used to it a lot compared to when he was just reborn, he still felt uncomfortable.

He really didn't want to be noticed.

I can't help thinking, whether I should wear a fence to cover my face a little when I go to the Dao Discussion Conference.

Suddenly, Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, looked sideways at an unusually hot gaze, and saw a familiar figure.

It is tolerance.

Three years ago, Rong Ran had a falling out with him, and was later punished by Qi Yun-jun to face the wall and think about it, but the law enforcement hall pursued it but nothing happened.

He Lanze told him that it was Mr. Qiyun who said the words, which put an end to the turmoil of the year. He hadn't seen the other party for a long time, and he felt that the other party seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Turned away.

But Rong Ran looked at him, slowly smiled softly at him, and nodded to him.

Shen Shu next to him suddenly walked a few steps faster, as if intentionally or unintentionally blocking Rong Ran's overly hot line of sight.

In the past few years, Shen Shu's stature has grown rapidly, and he is already as tall as him.

He was dressed in black, his black hair was tied back, and his face was handsome and sharp. He already looked like a young and outstanding swordsman.

"Master, there are a lot of people here," Shen Shu said, "Let's go into the room. I was practicing sword yesterday, and I just didn't understand a few sword techniques, so I want to ask Master for advice."

Ye Yunlan withdrew her mind and nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

——Flying boat, in a room.

Chen Xianyu was holding the picture book in his hand to describe carefully, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes showing intoxication, and suddenly felt the hot jade in his chest.

He hurriedly put away his pen and performed the water mirror technique.

"Brother."

A figure appeared in the water mirror. Inside, a handsome man in white clothes seemed to be standing on the top of a mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, his robe was blown by the breeze, and his eyes seemed to be shining with stars.

Chen Weiyuan said gently: "Tianxuan, it's been three years. The power of the magic star has been accumulating, and I want you to give me an answer, but it hasn't arrived yet."

Chen Xianyu said: "Brother, I have tried my best. According to what you said, those with demonic souls like to kill and devour ghosts and hostility. I secretly set up the Nine Yin Soul Gathering Formation in Qingyun Mountain, and released rumors of ghosts. It stands to reason that it can attract the magic star, but the person you are looking for has never been waiting."

He scratched his head, "I think, maybe that demon star... is not as we calculated, he was born extremely evil, and likes to kill evil... Maybe, he is actually a normal person."

"The magic star was good at concealment before it was born, so I didn't expect you to find it. It's just that Tianxuan has been wandering outside for several years, and you seem to have forgotten many things in the family training." Chen Weiyuan said, " Forget it, you should reflect on it, and it happens that the Dao Discussion will be held soon, and when you come to Tianchi Mountain, I will have a face-to-face test with you for my brother."

Chen Xianyu was in a cold sweat, and quickly changed the subject, "Tianji Pavilion has never participated in the Dao Discussion Meeting...Did your brother accompany Senior Brother Xu to participate?"

"It's rare that Qingyue wants to participate, so I'll accompany him for my brother." Chen Weiyuan said indifferently, "But this time I come to Tianchi Mountain for my brother, and there are other important things to do."

Chen Xianyu nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"By the way," Chen Weiyuan said suddenly, "There is one more thing."

He took out the rubbings of the book of beauties, and at the same time as he opened it, Chen Xianyu also started to turn the pages of the original copy.

Until it stays on a page of blurred portraits.

Chen Xianyu blinked.

In the past few years, he has revised and revised this painting dozens of times, but that person usually lives in seclusion, and it is rare for him to see him once, and that person is not as easy to talk as many senior sisters in the sect, so he dare not be upright To steal paintings.Just relying on the impression in my mind, after three years, I still haven't been able to draw one-tenth of that person's demeanor.

Chen Xianyu regards this painting as the most satisfying work in his life, but at this time, it is still only half-finished.

He didn't expect that Chen Weiyuan would suddenly open the painting in front of him.

He watched his elder brother's fingertips that were accustomed to playing chess draw on the blurred portrait, and asked with interest.

"Who is he?"