Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

The embroidery pattern of this pouch is actually very ordinary, square, with a moon-blue border outlined on the edge, and a piece of clear jasper embroidered on the front, which fell on a piece of thin snow.

Ji He squinted his eyes, for some reason, the snow seemed to be very dirty, it was embroidered with off-white thread, but there were obviously no footprints beside it.

There was a line of small characters next to it. Ji He wanted to read it carefully, but Shen Tang snatched it, read it over and over several times, and then raised his head again: "It is indeed my father's. Where did you get it from?"

The boss and the waiter over there have already left into the backyard knowingly, and there is no one else in the lobby except the four of them.

Ji He glanced at Ye Qingyu, "It's on Master Ye's body."

Shen Tang turned his face away, and saw Ye Qingyu's blushing face, his expression froze for a moment: "What's wrong with Master Ye?"

Ji He said: "I came back drunk for some reason." He paused, deliberately concealing the fact that Ye Qingyu went to the Men's House, "Maybe I found some clues about Lord Daoling but I can't accept it, isn't it? Do you still treasure your father's purse?"

"...Impossible." Shen Tang said, "This is impossible."

Jihe asked, "What's impossible?"

Shen Tang gently rubbed the lines on the purse: "When I was young, about eight|nine years old, I often saw my father holding this purse. It took a long time to see it. At first I thought it was my mother's relic. I asked him several times, but he kept silent. Later, when he got tired of asking him, he beat me up in a rage. From then on, I knew that this purse was definitely not left by my mother. He became more and more indifferent to me, this purse became the only thing he cared about, and he carried it everywhere. But one day, he suddenly came back from outside, his whole body was soaked and his face was pale, which shocked me , I asked him what happened and he didn't say anything. When I was changing clothes, I found that the purse was gone, so I asked him if he lost it. He was silent for a while, and said that it should be lost, and there is no need to keep it. .”

He gave Ye Qingyu a strange look, "That was the only time my father responded to my question about this purse positively."

Ji He was also silent, and for a moment there were many vague guesses in his mind, but none of them had any basis. He looked towards Lu Ming, and Lu Ming came over, stood beside Shen Tang with his hands behind his back, and said, "No matter what , this pouch is now being found by your Master Ye, it is a blessing. Since it is your father's relic, you can keep it for him."

Shen Tang hesitated and said, "Then what should Master Ye do when he wakes up and asks?"

Lu Ming said: "I'll tell him."

Shen Tang nodded hesitantly, and said in a low voice: "But how did Master Ye get this? When my father said that the purse was gone, his expression seemed very cold. Who gave it to him..."

Lu Ming also wanted to know that the hidden story behind this must be very complicated, and it was probably a past event that the person involved did not want to recall, but he couldn't make any speculations in front of Shen Tang, so he could only say in a low voice: "I'm afraid I have to wait until Master Ye wakes up to ask him. Now, it's getting late, go back and rest."

Shen Tang raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw his cold face, he silently swallowed the words back, nodded and said: "...Yes."

Ji He looked at him, and was about to speak when Lu Ming said, "You too."

Jihe: "..."

He stared slightly, not to be outdone, looked at Lu Ming, Lu Ming ignored him, turned to look at Ye Qingyu, bent down and used spiritual power to help Ye Qingyu relieve the paralysis caused by alcohol.

Ji He stared at his back for a long while, and finally turned his head with a puffy face. Shen Tang looked down at the purse for a long time, raised his head and saw his expression, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you, face?" uncomfortable?"

Jihe: "I have a toothache."

Shen Tang: "..."

Ji and Yu Guangli saw Lu Ming's back trembling slightly, and felt even angrier. They didn't stay any longer, and turned to Shen Tang, "It's okay, let's go back and rest."

Then he went upstairs with Shen Tang.

Standing in the corridor, Ji He waved to Shen Tang: "Then I will go in first. Don't think too much, Master will handle this matter well."

Shen Tang looked at him and said, "When did Master come back?"

Ji He said, "Not long ago, probably after dinner."

Shen Tang asked: "Has he been with you since he came back?"

"..." Ji He pretended to be innocent, "That's right, he told me about you subduing the wildlings on the mountain, and then met Master Ye who came back drunk."

"Savage..." Shen Tang was indeed distracted, "Did Master tell you..."

"No," Ji He interrupted him, Shen Tang didn't directly ask out his doubts, but Ji He seemed to know what he wanted to say, staring into his eyes and said, "Master didn't say that, don't think too much, really , Go back and have a good sleep, and when you wake up, nothing will happen."

Shen Tang didn't speak, he knew that nothing would happen after waking up, those disturbing people and things, clues and factors, would still exist tomorrow, and might even show its more cruel side, but at this time Ji He looked at him with gentle and firm eyes, told him not to think too much, he really didn't want to think about those things, gradually calmed down, and said softly to Jihe: "Okay. You can go back and rest too, Isn't it just right for you to be cold?"

Jihe said, "Yes."

After entering the room, Jihe subconsciously wanted to fasten the latch, but he paused when he touched the crossbar. He lowered his eyes, as if in a daze, and then let go of his hand to grab the latch.

When Lu Ming opened the door and entered, Ji He was lying on the table writing something.

He walked over slowly, and said behind him: "Why don't you go to bed so late?"

Ji He felt him approaching, finished the last stroke, and hurriedly covered the paper, Lu Ming asked, "Are you writing bad things about me?"

Ji He stared again: "You still know that you make me unhappy, and I'm going to speak ill of you behind your back."

Lu Ming smiled, "I know you're not really mad at me, if you're really upset, why would you keep the door on me?"

Ji He put his chest out in a pretentious manner, put away the pen and paper, folded the white paper with writing on it twice, and said nonchalantly, "I saved that for the dog."

Luming: "..."

Looking at his cold and petite appearance, he was so happy that he was about to die. He added one more way to the ten ways in his mind to persuade him to marry me. Then he walked slowly to the couch and sat down, laughing. Said: "At that time, it was impossible for me to drive Shen Tang back to sleep. Let you stay, okay? The two apprentices must treat each other equally, otherwise it will make me feel like I have some thoughts about you."

Ji He squeezed the paper tightly: "You don't?"

"..." Lu Ming choked for a moment, and looked over with calm eyes, "Did you do it on purpose today?"

Ji He said: "Maybe." He folded the paper twice, and folded it into a square bulge, "Who made you say something strange before."

Lu Ming: "What did I say?" Glancing at the paper in his hand, there was a familiar pattern of bamboo leaves on it, "Hey... isn't that the letter you said you wanted to write to me last night? Give me, what can I add today?"

Ji He said, "Nothing."

Lu Ming tentatively said: "Since you don't have it, you should give it to me, right?"

Ji He pursed his lips and didn't answer right away. He frowned, and a bright color appeared in his eyes. He raised his head and asked inappropriately, "How's Master Ye? Did you find anything?"

"...No," Lu Ming knew that he was obviously changing the subject, so he didn't pursue the question any further, and said with a sigh, "He's so drunk that he can't ask anything at all."

Ji He said: "But it will be even more difficult if he wakes up tomorrow, he will definitely not tell us the truth."

"That's why I came to you," Lu Ming looked at him with a serious expression, "I know that you have a unique water spell, which uses any kind of liquid as a medium, and can search for a person's memory through his veins. , if the memory is too deep, you can even see his life experiences in the past few decades."

Ji He was surprised: "You want me to find out Master Ye's heart?"

"I know it's not good to do this," Lu Ming hesitated. "It's even suspected of prying into other people's privacy, but now we have no other way, we finally got a little clue, so we can't let it be broken. In this way, we just Look at Ye Qingyu's memories of the past few days, find out what he found out, and ask about the rest when he wakes up, if he doesn't want to say it, forget it, okay?"

Ji He sat silently, he understood that this was the fastest way, otherwise, according to the previous progress, they don't know how many years and months it would take to finish the main storyline.

He put away the pen and paper, and said solemnly: "...Okay."

The two came to Ye Qingyu's room and saw him lying on the bed, but his brows were tightly frowned. Lu Ming set up a formation outside the room so that no one would disturb him. Ji He sat in front of the bed and cut his fingertips , said "offend", dripped the oozing blood into Ye Qingyu's mouth, and whispered a mantra silently, just as he was about to enter Ye Qingyu's memory, Lu Ming came over and grabbed his hand.

The two left the inn room at the same time and appeared on a busy long street.

In front of the eyes, there are many lights, bustling and busy. Looking carefully, nine out of ten nobles and gentlemen passing by are all going to the same place.

When the two approached, they could see clearly that it was the Qingfengyuan, which the innkeeper mentioned.

There are no physical obstacles in the virtual world, and Ji He and Lu Ming follow the route of memory and directly enter a compartment with hazy and elegant decoration.

There is a graceful blue gauze curtain in the middle, and a person is lying on his side behind the curtain, seemingly bored waiting for the next guest to come in.

Ji He was a bit complicated in his heart. It was the first time for him to come to this kind of place. Even in his more open previous life, he knew his own orientation in his heart. He had always avoided all embarrassing situations, but he had never been there. Bars and other entertainment venues, not to mention gay bars.

As if he could feel what he was thinking in his heart, Lu Ming tightened the palm of his hand again, a warm touch came, as if silently calming him down.

Ji He took a deep breath, came back to his senses and smiled at him, before saying anything, the door of the compartment over there had already been pushed open.

The two immediately adjusted their spirits and looked around, and it was indeed Ye Qingyu in a blue long suit.

He gathered his clothes and sat down on the other side of the curtain, still in that light and soft appearance. The young lady on the opposite side fiddled with his nails carelessly for a while, but the guest never spoke, so he asked, "Didn't the young master come to tell me a story? Why don't you speak?"

Ye Qingyu was silent for a while, then said: "If I tell you a story, will you be able to fulfill my wish?"

"It depends on what kind of story the young master brings." The young man stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and blew it on his lips. "If it is a boring and uninteresting story, I will But I won’t promise to help you. Two days ago, a master came to see me and told a story about the jealousy of his grandma and wife. I almost fell asleep after hearing it. He wanted to take advantage of me by opening the curtain, so the thugs beat him out. You have to learn from him."

Ye Qingyu said: "The story I want to tell may be a bit lacklustre. I can't guarantee that you will be satisfied after listening to it, but I still want to tell it."

The young man waved his hand casually: "Please, my lord."

Ye Qingyu stared at him intently, but his eyes seemed to fall on a farther place, "There was a man who cultivated immortality since he was a child, and wanted to step into the immortal world. Land. When he was 20 years old, he went out to practice alone, chasing a little evil spirit, and accidentally strayed into a treacherous maple forest. He got lost and almost couldn't get out. It was a young man who saved him. This The young master hit it off with him immediately, and he had the grace to save his life. The two quickly became close friends, and they practiced together and wanted to join the Absolute Green Sect. But later they did not become brothers, and they separated."

The young man sat up straight slowly, and he took a sip of tea: "This is not just a story. Why?"

Ye Qingyu took a deep breath, and then continued: "Young and frivolous, the two competed in competitions to kill evil spirits to improve their cultivation, and soon came to the small town at the foot of Jueqingzong Mountain, because they had just finished fighting with a monster. His body was filthy, so he stayed at a house and put on clean clothes. He also borrowed needles and threads, mended the clothes of the two of them, and embroidered a purse for the young master with bad intentions. On the surface, the young master Annoyed but still very cherished, he put away his purse, just when the Jueqing Sect master came down the mountain, and saw that the two of them sincerely wanted to join the sect, so he tested them and promised to lead them to reject Qingzong."

He stopped here for a while, his throat throbbing, and he didn't know what he was holding back: "But the master of Jueqing Sect only took him away, and didn't accept that young master."

The young man put down the teacup, "It must be that young master's cultivation level is not enough to win the eyes of the Sect Master. Then... didn't the man plead with the sect?"

Ye Qingyu said in a low voice: "Jueqingzong cultivates the ruthless way, all disciples in the sect must abstain from emotions and desires, especially... the suzerain sensed his inner thoughts, and erased most of the memories of that young master from his mind on the third day after entering the sect. gone."

"..." The young man was stunned, and looked over with lazy eyes through the clear gauze curtain, "This story is interesting. How did you know it, my lord?"

Ye Qingyu rubbed his forehead, and after a long time, he laughed lowly: "You guessed right, this is indeed not just a story, but the person involved has spent so many years before remembering most of the story."

The young man looked at him for a while, then slowly withdrew his body and lay down on his side, "What happened next?"

"Later..." Ye Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, "After the two separated, that young master studied hard and practiced hard, and finally joined the sect. He should have sought him many times, but to no avail. Later, for some reason, that young master Suddenly married a female disciple in the sect, retreated bravely at the most beautiful time, and since then hid in the world and never asked about the world of cultivating immortals. After that, they have never seen each other for many years."

He let out a breath slowly: "That's all. After such a long time, I can finish it in a few words."

The young man glanced lightly: "The young master told me this story today, what do you want to get?"

Ye Qingyu said: "I heard that a gentleman in Qingfengyuan likes to listen to stories the most, and he has a secret method that can help people fulfill their long-cherished wish."

The young man propped his forehead and thought for a while, then laughed: "You want me to help you find the young man who has disappeared into the world in the story?"

"No," Ye Qingyu shook his head, "I heard that you have a purse, Mr. Young Master, which was given to you by a benefactor many years ago." He raised his eyes, "I wonder if I can show it to you?"