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The cold wind was bitter and bitter, and the protagonist who crawled out of the ancient swamp forest was disheveled, with dirty mud on his bare feet, and scars on his exposed arms and calves.

Jiang Yumian met those big black eyes.

Children's eyes are the most pure and clear, like Jun Yang's, with innocent and lively eyes.

But the skinny young protagonist in front of him, who has been on the road for a long time and has nothing to eat, does not have the lively and carefree eyes that should be at this age. Those eyes are as dull and lifeless as an old man.

The heart throbbed suddenly, oppressive and dull, entangled in the heart and chest, and it was difficult to dissipate.

He didn't know why.

Obviously it was the first time we met.

The protagonist who was covered in mud lowered his head and curled up his toes slightly.

Jiang Yumian knew that Pei Ming had been running away for a long time, and when they met people, they were all cultivators, and they didn't know if they were enemies or friends, so they didn't dare to move.

He couldn't help but look at the other party, it was written in the book that in the future Pei Ming will cast a sword to break the golden pill, he will be the No.

But now, it's the one who crawled out of the mud with tattered clothes—the poor little one.

It shouldn't be like this, Jiang Yumian thought.

No one deserves to suffer like this at such a young age.

The cold wind continued, he no longer hesitated, took off his coat and took a few steps forward.

Pei Ming backed away abruptly, his dead and numb eyes were a little turbulent, but he was wary of him.

A child who has just stepped into the road of cultivation is not Jiang Yumian's opponent. He spread out his robe and covered Pei Ming's head without even showing his face.

Yun Zhou reappeared, and he decided to take Pei Ming back and accept him as a direct disciple according to the plot.

"Junior brother, you..." Jun Tian couldn't help being surprised when he saw that he had changed from his previous indifference and even ignored his cleansing disease.

"Brother." Jiang Yumian looked up and said calmly, "I have a destiny with him."

A predestined relationship blocks all doubts.

And Pei Ming, who was about to struggle out of the vestment, paused, and there was no further movement, allowing Jiang Yumian to carry him onto the cloud boat, sit down and huddle in the vestment, motionless.

The snow-capped mountains are located in bitter cold, and most of the disciples in the sect wear thick clothes, or fox fur or mink fur, and those who are not of low status, or have enough cultivation, such as Jiang Yumian, a thin cassock can withstand the severe cold .

The cloud boat passed through layers of forbidden mountains and landed in the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Yunzhe Peak is towering and steep, and its peak is covered by misty clouds all the year round, as if it is about to be separated from the world. Even in the eyes of the disciples of the Snow Mountain School, the people who can live here must be lonely and remote.

Jiang Yumian never thought about this.

He put away the cloud boat, and the protagonist wrapped in his cassock looked up at him with calm eyes, then quickly lowered his head and stood still.

The courtyard is protected by formations, which are as warm as spring and keep the cold outside.

It was already dark, and there were bright pearls on the lamps inside and outside the house, and spiritual power flew out from his fingertips, lighting up all the bright pearls, and the yard was immediately lit up, and he could see everything clearly.

His clothes were too big for Pei Ming, the hem dragged on the ground, his exposed bare feet were covered with mud, it was not an easy task to crawl out from the ancient forest, if he was not careful, he would be wrapped in mud and trapped. Go in and entangle, after a long time, you may lose your life.

Fortunately, Pei Ming is already a novice cultivator, so he won't die inside with a little cultivation.

"Let's go, I'll take you to take a bath." Jiang Yumian walked into the house, stopped after stepping on the steps, turned and looked back.

Only then did Pei Ming, who was standing still, move.

He walked with his head down, staring at his feet. Every step he took, the dried mud would leave traces on the ground, which was extremely dirty, and the pure white clothes on his body were also stained.

Following his memory, Jiang Yumian pushed open the door.

This is the original owner's room. Yunzhe Peak only lives in the original owner. Although there are vacant rooms, most of them are empty. Even the bathtub is the only one here.

He walked around the big screen and came to the corner inside, which was surrounded by another folded screen, and the bathtub was inside.

Although there are spells that can cleanse the body, the original owner used the bathtub frequently because of his habit.

There is a high stool next to the bathtub, on which there is a wooden box containing bath bean fragrance slices for easy access, and a white jade bottle without any carvings is placed beside it.

Jiang Yumian picked up the jade bottle, tilted it and poured it into the bathtub, and a steady stream of water flowed out.

Considering Pei Ming's height, the bathtub is really big, and there is no need to add too much water.

He took out another small box, poured out the red flint stone and put it into the water. After a while, the surface of the water was steaming, which was much faster than boiling water.

He checked the temperature with his fingertips, felt that it was all right, he moved the spiritual power in his palm, took out the flint stone through the water and put it away, then turned around and called Pei Ming: "It's all right."

The young protagonist is silent and quiet, and has not even spoken a word until now.

Jiang Yumian took a robe in the room. He lowered his eyes to think, but did not leave immediately, then looked at Pei Ming: "What's your name? How old are you?"

In fact, he knows all this.

The protagonist who stood motionless in front of the bathtub looked up at him, and finally spoke: "Pei Ming, eight years old."

The hoarse voice was completely different from that of other children, their voices seemed to be lifeless, without any vitality.

"Where do you live, is there anyone else at home?"

"Dongzhou monsters are raging, they are all dead." Pei Ming lowered his head slightly, unable to hear any sadness.

As written in the book, the protagonist concealed his real life experience, Jiang Yumian didn't care, he actually wanted to comfort him, but Pei Ming's appearance made him not know what to say, so he had to give up in the end.

Some trees and flowers were planted in the yard, in contrast to the ice and snow outside.

A candle lamp was hung on the tree, and after being lit, it brought some light under the tree, and a pot of tea was placed on the feldspar table under the tree.

When Jiang Yumian saw it, he sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. Before he finished the cup, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have any clothes that Pei Ming could wear.

It is not difficult to recall where to find clothes.

And for some reason, except for the memories left by the original owner in the jade slips, once he fell into the memories, the days of lingering in the ward in his previous life gradually faded away, becoming hazy and gray, as if they were far away.

On the contrary, the memory of the original owner became clearer, and even the memories that were not left in the jade slips were slowly recovering, and this world became more vivid to him.

Realizing this, he wondered if it might be the memory left by this body.

At this moment, the surroundings became quiet, and he finally had time to think. He came here, so where did the original owner go?

A closer look at this question makes people panic. He came to this world after death and occupied this body. If it is a soul exchange, if the original owner enters his body...

His eyes froze, this was an extremely bad guess, because his body lost all vitality when he died.

In his previous life, he had been weak since he was a child, and he was so weak that he needed to be hospitalized at one point when he was fourteen or fifteen years old. As for the cause of his illness, nothing could be found out. In the following years, he almost never left that ward.

The poured tea was cold.

Everything he thought was guesswork, and nothing could be changed, Jiang Yumian got up, the most important thing right now was to help Pei Ming get his clothes, there should be someone on duty in the disciple hall.

The cloud boat flew out of the peak, the night wind whistled in his ears, and the cold breath hit his face, which was unbearable for ordinary people, but it blew away his worries and troubles, and let him take a long breath of sorrow. Since he has the opportunity to live, he wants to So much is useless, even if what happens in the future, it will be in the future.

He raised his hand and laid a barrier in front of him to block the biting wind, his eyes were no longer dazed, and he became calm again.

The lights in the Disciple Hall are on, and the person on duty today is Lin Bujue, the chief apprentice, who is 16 years old this year and has already learned to manage the affairs of the sect.

"Master Uncle." He bowed. Although he is a young man, his gentle and gentle character can be seen in his simple words and demeanor, and he has already begun to take on the appearance of a gentleman.

Jiang Yumian recognized him, the original owner had it in his memory.

"I've taken in an apprentice, and I'm here to give him the clothes. The boy is eight years old and a bit taller." He directly expressed his intention.

"Master Uncle, wait a moment." Lin Bujue had no doubts, and turned to order other disciples to get it, and added another sentence: "Take another bed for bedding."

Jiang Yumian had forgotten this, and he did not expect him to be so careful.

Unlike other Jindan elders, the original owner did not have any attendants and servants, and he could only do these chores that other people should do, and Yun Zhefeng had only him all year round, so it was not hard to imagine that there would be no extra bedding.

Afterwards, Jiang Yumian was invited to a seat, and Lin Bujue poured him a cup of tea, and said, "After the disciples' clothes have been measured, they will be made by the Clothing Pavilion. For the time being, there are only disciples' uniforms here."

Xueshan school disciples wear the same clothes when they practice and have morning classes, whether they are ordinary disciples or direct disciples. Jiang Yumian knew this, so he said, "Well, just take the school uniform first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

The disciple who went to get the clothes came out from behind.

Lin Bujue said again: "Uncle, you need to write down your name when you get the clothes, so as not to cause confusion. I don't know what the name of the younger brother is?"

As he was talking, the disciple who was taking the clothes came over and handed him a white jade plaque, which is the name jade plaque only for direct disciples.

"Pei Ming." Jiang Yumian said.

Lin Bujue raised his hand and summoned a pen beside him, and he was about to write his name on the jade plaque. He asked, "Master, can you give me more details?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yumian was about to speak, but when the words reached his lips, he remembered something again. He only asked Pei Ming's name, but didn't ask the specific words. There are too many homonyms. , being known by Pei Ming is very likely to cause doubts, after all, the word "Ming" is indeed not often used in children's names.

He had no choice but to change his words and said: "I don't know which two words, I will write them tomorrow after I ask."

"Then wait until tomorrow to write." Lin Bujue put down his pen, brought the stack of clothes over, put a Qiankun bag on the top, he roughly counted and said: "This is four sets of winter clothes, including winter boots. .”

In the Qiankun bag was the quilt he gave up. After speaking, he also put the clothes in it, and handed it to Jiang Yumian with both hands.

Jiang Yumian took the Qiankun bag and said, "Thank you."

"Uncle Master, you're being polite." Lin Bujue smiled, he was already as gentle as jade, and this smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Jiang Yumian was not surprised. Lin Bujue was described in the book in the early days. He was a modest gentleman with a graceful demeanor. It can be said that he was handsome and gentle. He was a very popular senior brother among his disciples.

"Uncle, go slowly."

Under the watchful eyes of several disciples, Yunzhou flew away.

Lin Bujue walked back with the three disciples, and heard them whispering.

"Uncle Jiang is really like that, clear and cold, just like not eating fireworks."

"Who says it's not, and it's really weird. Not to mention that you came here to get your clothes so late, you don't even know how to write his name when you take in an apprentice, and you don't know what this apprentice is like. It can be seen by Uncle Jiang, who has lived in Yunzhe Peak for a long time. superior."

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Bujue interrupted them warmly.