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The thinking of the two was not consistent, and Jiang and Mian still couldn't believe their own guesses.

If he is really the Jiang Yumian of this world, then what is the previous life, fake?

In other words, this world is fake.

He seemed to be in a dream, unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Pei Ming who was sitting next to him was too familiar to him, so he didn't have the slightest precaution.

Jiang Yumian, who was dazed like falling into a cloud, was suddenly grabbed by the hand, and his lifeline was seized, but he couldn't fight back immediately because of his restlessness.

The person who restrained him leaned closer, and put two fingers together between his eyebrows.

A burst of extremely cold chill poured down from between the brows, allowing Jiang Yumian to walk out of the nightmare.

He took a breath, and broke out in a cold sweat in just a moment.

Pei Ming let go of his wrist, and said, "Master, I've offended you. I thought you were infiltrated into your soul by some monster, so I checked."

Jiang Yumian's state was very wrong. He remembered that it started when Wan Jianzong's disciples were taken away, so he couldn't help but be related to this aspect.

"En." Jiang Yumian nodded, his face turned slightly pale, but it was much better than before.

He sipped his tea to suppress his flustered feelings, and before he put down the teacup, Pei Ming suddenly reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Maybe it was because his expression was too surprised, Pei Ming chuckled lightly and said, "Seeing that Master couldn't move his hands, I made my own decision."

His tone was too natural, as if it wasn't a big deal at all, but it did scare Jiang Yumian.

"Master, don't be angry."

After saying this sentence, Jiang Yumian would never argue with him again.

It was also this wiping that made Jiang Yumian notice that he was in a cold sweat. After a short rest, he said, "I'm fine, you can go back to your room first."

Pei Ming was worried, and said: "Master, I will also rest when I go back. If Master does not dislike it, I will accompany Master tonight and sleep on the soft bed outside."

Jiang Yumian knew that he had good intentions and was worried about herself.

He fell into a mental block just now, if Pei Ming hadn't woken him up in time, maybe he would really get lost in it.

He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll take a bath first."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that Pei Ming had been away for seven or eight days, so he probably hadn't washed it, so he said, "You go and wash it too, it's the same when you come back at night."

"Yes, Master." Pei Ming looked very respectful.

He watched Jiang Yumian walk into the room, and thought that he had really wronged Master these two days, and he couldn't even take a bath.

On the screen, Jiang Yumian leaned against the tub and closed his eyes to rest.

Soaking in hot water made him relax, but his heart was still not at peace.

If all his previous thoughts were wrong, then what happened to the book he read in the previous life.

Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

His thoughts became confused again. Although the past life has become distant in the past ten years, it is still a real memory.

At least it was very real to him.

It can't be that I saw such a real world in my dream.

Or, the subconscious mind in the dream turned everything in this world into a book.

But if this is the case, the perspective in the book should be based on "Jiang and Mian", so how could it be a book about Pei Ming.

All kinds of speculation made him feel a headache, he opened his eyes again, scooped up the water and washed carefully, so as not to think about it for the time being.

The outer door slammed softly, and someone walked in.

Jiang Yumian's expression remained unchanged, and from the sound of footsteps, it was Pei Ming who could be heard coming.

He thought things were delayed for a long time, and Pei Ming, who washed later than him, had already finished washing.

"Master, it's me." Pei Ming said standing outside.

When he heard the sound of water inside, he knew that Jiang Yumian hadn't come out of the tub yet, so he didn't rush in.

"En." Jiang Yumian responded.

Pei Ming was used to him talking less, so he tidied himself up in the outside room after he finished speaking.

He brought Zhang Bo over here. He had no plans to practice tonight. After running outside for a few days, it would be good to rest for a night.

Besides, he didn't know what Jiang Yumian was thinking, let alone cultivated.

Someone made some noise outside, even if it was just a slight footstep, it was very clear to the monk.

Jiang Yumian was disturbed by these voices, so he couldn't indulge in endless speculation.

This is undoubtedly correct for him, and if he thinks about it any further, he will have to fall into a mental block again.

He thought to himself, it seems that it is right to let Pei Ming come over.

Pei Ming, who was drinking tea outside and meditating, raised his head when he heard the movement, and saw Jiang Yumian coming out after taking a bath.

A head of black hair was dripping with water, and it was completely dry within a few steps.

Perhaps it was because of soaking in hot water for too long, Jiang Yumian's cheeks and the end of her eyes turned slightly red, as if she had applied high-quality rouge, which was light but extremely beautiful.

It was rare for Pei Ming to see Jiang Yumian with such an expression, and he was instantly infatuated.

He remembered again, when he was in Lanxiantai in his previous life, he had forced Jiang Yumian.

The messy clothes torn under the bed curtain seemed to be lingering in his ears again.

Jiang Yumian was extremely fair, her cheeks and the end of her eyes would turn red if she kissed too much, and there seemed to be water in her eyes.

But he himself doesn't know how insane his appearance is, and he puts on a cold and out-of-this-world posture, as if nothing in the world can make him look at him, but it makes people want to pull him down from the mortal world and be seduced by the secular world. Thoughts defiled.

That was the first time he saw Jiang Yumian except for his face and hands, and it was also the only time.

Jiang Yumian just went to take a bath.

Thinking of this, Pei Ming's Adam's apple slipped, and his mouth felt a little dry.

How could he not remember how good-looking Jiang Yumian was, everything was as exquisite and perfect as jade carvings, as if he was born with a fairy body, which made people intoxicated.

After seeing Jiang Yumian's suspicious eyes, Pei Ming knew that he had lost his composure.

He couldn't explain it, and because he was thirsty, he could only think of drinking water, one cup after another, and after three cups, he realized that he seemed stupid.

Jiang Yumian didn't understand the series of actions of the apprentice, but only knew that Pei Ming's eyes just now were very strange, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The room became quiet, Pei Ming didn't show it on the face, but he was actually a little bit at a loss.

When there is no restraint, he is really lawless and can do anything.

But right now it's not when he was at Xiantai in his previous life, so he naturally has many concerns. The first one is not to make Jiang Yumian despise him.

Jiang Yumian didn't know what Pei Ming was thinking, he looked at his apprentice and thought that it was so real and vivid, it shouldn't be a dream.

Both of them sat at the table and pretended to drink tea. The atmosphere of silence seemed a bit strange, but both of them subconsciously ignored this strange feeling because they were thinking about something in their hearts.

In the end, Pei Ming spoke first.

"Master." He looked at Jiang Yumian and said, "Master said earlier that he remembered some past events, but did these past events bring trouble to Master?"

Jiang Yumian put down the teacup. This was an excuse he made up before, but after thinking about it, it was indeed a past event, so he nodded in agreement.

"If Master doesn't dislike it, you can tell me that even if I can't make up my mind, I can help Master resolve it. It's not good to keep it in your heart."

Pei Ming spoke so seriously that Jiang Yumian couldn't bear to brush off his kindness.

But there is really no way to say this matter, another world, and past life and present life, even if it is said, how many people will believe it.

After deliberating, he said slowly, "It's not that I don't want to say it. The matter is not as serious as you think. It's just that I don't know enough about one thing, and I haven't sorted out my thoughts clearly."

"It's not difficult, and it won't be dangerous."

Knowing that Pei Ming was worried about him, Jiang Yumian added something later to reassure the apprentice.

Hearing this, Pei Ming had no choice but to nod: "Since that's the case, I won't ask Master, but if Master has something that I really don't understand, maybe I can sort it out for Master."

"Yes." Jiang Yumian replied, "If I really want to find you, I will not be polite."

Only now Pei Ming smiled.

Having someone to talk to can also ease anxiety and free you to focus on other things.

"Where's your sword?" Jiang Yumian had already noticed that the Sword of Flowing Flow was missing, but there were so many things going on recently that he never had a chance to ask.

The Follower Sword was given to him by his master. After it was broken, Pei Ming always felt ashamed to talk about it, so he kept it a secret for a long time and dared not speak out.

When asked at this moment, he was obviously a little uncomfortable. He hesitated and touched his nose to avoid Jiang Yumian's eyes, and said in a low voice, "It was broken before."

The apprentice was always reassuring, Jiang Yumian never thought that he could break the sword.

Seeing Pei Ming's expression of avoiding his gaze, he sighed silently, that's all, it's already broken, and blaming him won't help.

"Then what are you using now?" Jiang Yumian asked.

The rank of the spare sword is too low, and it can't be regarded as a saber in the eyes of a slightly more particular monk, so Jiang Yumian asked this question.

Only then did Pei Ming raise his eyes. Even if he knew that Jiang Yumian was good to him, he didn't even ask how bad the sword was. The excuses he thought of were useless.

"Master." He shouted, Jiang Yumian's reflection reflected in his eyes.

Jiang Yumian was drinking tea, but when he heard the words and looked over, he saw the cute and cute eyes of his apprentice, he was really, really cute.

He also thought of some kind of big dog, even a big dog that would bark and act coquettishly at its owner. It was supposed to be fierce and majestic, but it looked at its owner intently with its jet-black and moist dog eyes.

This thought made Jiang Yumian put down his teacup hand, and after realizing it, he felt a little sorry for his apprentice.

How can this metaphor be used.

"Master give me another one, I won't break it again."

Jiang Yumian, who blamed himself in his heart, heard this sentence, he was almost sure that Pei Ming was acting like a baby.

When I was young, I always had a straight face, as cute as a pretentious little adult, but I didn't expect to be like a child when I grew up.

With such a precious apprentice, there is no reason for Jiang Yumian not to agree.

"Okay, I'll look for it when I go back and see if there's anything suitable."

As they were talking, Jiang Yumian suddenly remembered something. If the plot really went according to the plot, then Pei Ming should not be the one who gave him the natal sword, but Pei Ming had to forge the sword himself.

But the words have already been spoken, and he agreed to the apprentice. When he raised his eyes, he could see that the apprentice was smiling all over his eyes, as if he was so happy, he couldn't bear to refuse again.

Forget it, I will find an opportunity to talk about it when I go back, and I am not in a hurry.

The atmosphere between the two became gentle again, and they returned to the previous mode of getting along. Although Jiang and Mian still talked less, they felt very comfortable.

"Here, I'll give it to Ming'er when I go back." Jiang Yumian took out some sinister things that he got when he was exorcising demons.

"Thank you, Master." Pei Ming was not polite.

While the two were talking, they heard footsteps from far and near outside, among which Shen Wangxing's voice could not be ignored.