The background board master dressed as the protagonist

Today is Pei Ming's first time going to Yanwu Hall, as a master, he has to ask no matter what.

Jiang Yumian put away the cloud boat and said, "How is today, are you still used to it?"

"Return to Master, get used to it." Pei Ming replied, he still looked the same, with no waves in his eyes, and he would only say a few longer sentences when facing Jiang Yumian.

Jiang Yumian nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Do you understand all the sword skills and exercises taught?"

Pei Ming glanced at him, lowered his head slightly, and said, "I've already memorized the introductory exercises and the two basic moves of swordsmanship, and I'm good at it. The supervisor elder said that it's good to practice more."

"En." Jiang Yumian nodded.

The protagonist himself is very talented, and his comprehension is also good. In the past two days, no matter whether it is morning class or practice, when he sent Pei Ming over, he got a general understanding of it, so it is expected that he has mastered it so quickly.

There is nothing to ask, he said again: "Go back to your room and rest."

"Yes, Master." Still holding the small wooden sword in his hand, Pei Ming bowed to him, looking decent.

Jiang Yumian watched him enter the room, and thought that there was nothing wrong with Pei Ming except that he was not as lively as the other children, except that he couldn't laugh.

It's not necessary to force Pei Ming to laugh, he just thinks that kind of numb expression should not appear on a child's face.

I have to think about how to do it.

He was about to go back to his room, when he saw Pei Ming coming out again, holding a wooden basin with clothes in it, which should have been changed.

"You are..." Jiang Yumian was puzzled.

"Laundry." Pei Ming explained, "I sweated a lot after practicing."

The top of Yunzhe Peak is covered with snow all the year round. There is a water pipe made of green bamboo not far from the outside of the courtyard. The water flowing down from the peak will flow down the hillside to the lower peak next to it, supplying part of the running water for the sect. , The water flowing out of the green bamboo was built by the original owner for the convenience of water collection.

Jiang and Mian paused. Sweating was different from being stained with dirt. The latter could be cleaned with a cleansing technique, but sweat would soak clothes. In his usual concept, they really needed to be washed with water.

Then he thought again, the water flowing out of the green bamboo is snow water, it is definitely cold, and now it is winter again, how can it be unbearable to soak your hands in ice water.

So he said, "I'll go with you."

The two left the courtyard and walked to the right. Without the protection of the formation barrier, the cold wind blew up the hem of his clothes. He looked down at Pei Ming who was holding a wooden basin. His exposed hands did not flinch at all, and his skin color did not change. The cassock that came to be refined for the little disciple is not bad.

The clothes used by the disciples are ordinary clothes, not comparable to the brocade clothes of the direct disciples, but Pei Ming's direct disciple clothes are being made and have not been delivered yet.

As soon as the thought was sent to other places, I saw the green bamboo water pipe led over, set on the stone platform, and the clear water flowed out. If no one came to pick it up, it would flow down the groove of the stone platform, and then flow down the mountain.

"and many more."

Seeing that Pei Ming was going to do the laundry, he stopped him with a voice.

He thought for a while, then poured out a smaller flint stone from the box, and with the spiritual power floating in his hand, he set up a small spirit-gathering formation in the middle of the green bamboo.

The memory belonging to the original owner is very vivid, and the body seems to have memory too. Although the technique was a little rusty at first, he quickly became proficient and did not show any flaws.

The fire spar is submerged in it, and the formation controls the aura in the spar to escape at a steady speed, and the continuous snow water will be heated when it passes through it, until the aura in the spar is exhausted.

The water flowing out of the green bamboo pipe was steaming in the cold wind, obviously different from before.

Jiang Yumian tried the temperature and felt that it was a little hot, so he turned around and asked Pei Ming next to him, "Try to see if it's hot."

Pei Ming also felt hot, so he slowed down the speed of the formation to extract the spirit energy of the flint stone again, and only then did he control the temperature of the water.

It's not appropriate for a child to wash clothes, but he is an adult watching, so Jiang Yumian said, "I'll help you do the laundry."

Unexpectedly, Pei Ming glanced at him, held on tightly to the edge of the tub, and said, "Don't bother Master, I can do it myself."

"There is no reason to ask Master to wash me."

The stubborn attitude let Jiang Yumian know that he was the one who offended, and he didn't ask if the other party was willing.Eight-year-old children are not young anymore, they have self-esteem and the ability to do their own laundry.

"Alright." He nodded and stopped intervening.

It's embarrassing to stand and watch without saying anything here, so he said, "Come back early after washing."

"Yes, Master."

Pei Ming has always agreed well to his words.

After Jiang Yumian left, Pei Ming carefully washed his clothes in front of the stone platform, eyes drooping slightly, thinking about Jiang Yumian's words just now.

He had only come to the Xueshan School for three days, but he had a rough idea of ​​Jiang Yumian's temperament. He looked cold and indifferent, but in fact he had no airs at all. When facing him, he always called himself "I", not a teacher, like It is not aware of their master-student relationship at all.

It's not that he has never seen a master and an apprentice get along, and the apprentice serves the master with tea and water. Not to mention, it should be rare for the master to wash clothes for the apprentice, and he is not a three or four-year-old child, and he still needs to be looked after.

Warm water flows, so that the cold can not be eroded.

After washing, he went back with the wooden basin in his arms. Before he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Jiang Yumian doing magic tricks to set up bamboo for drying clothes.

White clothes are better than snow.

He thought of these four words, Jiang Yumian is very clean, as if not stained with dust, he thought so when he saw it for the first time.

But at that time, when he came out of the mud, he was extremely dirty, he was not born like this, if he could clean up, no one would want to, he couldn't clean up.

"Okay." Jiang Yumian set up the bamboo and signaled Pei Ming to come in.

"Thank you, Master." Standing in front of the bamboo, Pei Ming spoke in a low voice, with an indescribable warmth in his heart, and his numb eyes were relieved for a moment, but they subsided quickly.

The clothes were put on the bamboo poles, Jiang Yumian looked at them, and his heart suddenly moved.

Inertial thinking dictates that after washing the clothes, it is natural to hang the clothes. He forgot that there are spells in this world that can dry clothes quickly.

He recalled that when Pei Ming was about to enter the room with the wooden basin and the obscene clothes in it, spiritual power surged in his palm, like a gust of wind, blowing up the clothes on the bamboo pole, and it didn't take long for them to dry up.

Being watched by Pei Ming, Jiang Yumian couldn't explain his actions, so he had to ignore it, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "This spell is not difficult. You have already drawn spirits into your body. If you want to learn it, you can learn it today." You can learn."

"Thank you, Master, I'll come as soon as I pack my clothes."

He watched Pei Ming put away his dry clothes and walk into the room, thinking that he was a polite child, but he was a little too polite.

When it comes to teaching spells, only the memory of the original owner makes him feel unsure. The formulas he knows are more like physical reflexes. Although he has gradually mastered them, he should not be vague when teaching others.

He also went back to his room and searched for it in the middle row of books from memory.

He found the book about spells, and he also found another exercise—Floating Life Dream, which the original owner used to read frequently, and it was also the exercise book that caused the original owner to lose his memory several times, which happened to give him an excuse.

Fushengmeng is an ancient book, which was originally stored in the library of the Xueshan School. This exercise is different from other exercises. It will not increase your cultivation level after practicing, and it has no attack or defense ability. According to the above, people with predestined relationship If you practice to a certain level, you will remember your previous life.

The Snow Mountain School has been established for many years. Even if some people have been interested in the Floating Life Dream, no one has ever practiced it to the so-called state. What is the memory of the previous life, in the eyes of everyone, it is a illusory fallacy.

Only the original owner suddenly became obsessed with this exercise.

Jiang Yumian looked at the three words "Dream of Floating Life", trying to recall the reason why the original owner was obsessed.

He has read the book, and there are only a few strokes of Jiang Yumian in the book, almost like a background board, but from the description, it can be roughly seen that the original owner should be regarded as the kind of unborn expert who has lived in Yunzhe Peak for a long time , temperament is also cold.

Because it is too background board, it is more like a tool man, and the practice of floating dreams is not mentioned in the book.

Counting the time he passed through, the original owner lost his memory three times in total. In the eyes of others, this exercise not only failed to remind the original owner of the memory of the previous life, but lost the memory of this life. Sit down and realize the futility of floating dreams.

It should be due to multiple amnesia, which made Jiang Yumian unable to clearly feel the original owner's emotions at that time. He only knew that he seemed to have had a dream about his previous life, and he could not forget it when he woke up.

According to Jiang Yumian's own thinking, it was just a dream. Many people would have strange dreams and forget them when they woke up. Few people were so obsessed with it.

A slight sense of consciousness let him know that Pei Ming had come out, so he put Floating Life Dream on the top of the bookshelf, and went out with another book.

The original owner practiced Floating Life Dream to pursue the nothingness of his previous life. He didn't want to lose his memory, so he would not practice again.

It's been three days and no system or anything has come up, which means he shouldn't be under any restrictions.

The [-]-day ten-day holiday came, Pei Ming got up early and didn't have to go to morning class or morning exercises, thinking that this was his first vacation, Jiang Yumian was also thinking about the fact that he couldn't laugh, so he took him down the mountain.

Qingchuan Town was quite lively, and after the sun warmed up, more people gradually increased.

The two were walking on Qingshi Street, Jiang Yumian looked around and said to Pei Ming, "Whatever you want to eat, whatever you want, it's up to you."

What eight-year-olds like is nothing more than eating and playing. Although he thought so, he thought that Pei Ming was different from ordinary children. Sure enough, after walking along the road for a while, Pei Ming didn't ask for anything.

There are many children around the booth of the sugar painters, shouting for adults to buy, and laughing when they get them. There are also children playing in the streets and alleys, and their laughter is completely different from the childishness of adults.

Jiang Yumian couldn't help but take another look at them.

Pei Ming followed his gaze and looked over, without being moved in the slightest.

"Do you want sugar figurines?" Jiang Yumian asked him, feeling a little pity after seeing him shaking his head, so he persuaded, "If you want, I'll buy you the biggest one."

Pei Ming, who originally wanted to refuse, hesitated.

Under the envious eyes of a bunch of children, Jiang Yumian bought the biggest sugar figurine and handed it to Pei Ming.

He couldn't help asking, "Do you like it?"

If it was any other kid here, anyone who got a candy of this size would jump up happily, but Pei Ming was different, he said without any emotion on his face, "I like it."