Master, he is nice and soft

Kang Mianshan actually looked normal.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the trees are lush and the vegetation is exuberant.

Jiang Yan fell behind the disciples of Tang Jianmen, playing the role of nanny in a responsible manner.

Before setting off, Jiang Yan and the disciples who were sent to inquire before made sure that they did not encounter any poisonous gas or flowers when they went up the mountain. However, to be on the safe side, he still prepared antidote for everyone. Repeatedly emphasize that if you feel that your body is not right, you should send him a message immediately.

He Xingzhang naturally followed Tang Hong, who took the lead. Jiang Yan was not too worried about his safety. Tang Hong and Tang Yaze were highly cultivated, so it was no problem at all to protect He Xingzhang a little while defending against the enemy.

Even if he is really injured, he can immediately restore people to white and fat.

"Xing Zhang, what's the matter with the chain in your hand? It's so bright?"

Tang Hong, who was at the front of the team, cut through the weeds blocking the way with his sword, and couldn't help asking.

It has been from the beginning, how did the chain in He Xingzhang's hand shine like a dog!It's not night now!No need for lighting!

He Xingzhang tucked the bracelet into his sleeve, suppressed the joy in his heart, and when he was about to explain, Tang Yaze, who was walking in front of him, said in a low voice: "Don't talk!"

The group of people held their breaths and looked around nervously.

The birds chirping that were everywhere just now disappeared suddenly, leaving only the subtle sounds of them in the forest.

He Xingzhang felt that his heart was in his throat, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, all the muscles in his body were tense, just waiting for the target to appear.

"Row chapter..."

Master's crisp and pleasant voice suddenly appeared in his ears, He Xingzhang was shocked, and suddenly found himself lying in a room hung with red gauze and red curtains, Jiang Yan was soft in his arms, both of them were wearing red clothes .

Jiang Yan's foot gently rubbed against his thigh, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Xingzhang, I really want..."

That voice is so soft and charming that it almost sucks the soul away.

However, He Xingzhang drew his sword and slashed at the opponent without hesitation.

The master told him that he can only become a real Taoist couple after he is born. If he breaks the precept, he will be taken away, so this is definitely not the master himself.

Sure enough, this "Master" immediately turned into a red smoke and disappeared.

However, the environment around him remained unchanged, so He Xingzhang simply got up and got out of bed, trying to find a way to break through the illusion.

The wedding room turned out to be the same as the master's room in the snail house. The more He Xingzhang looked at it, the more angry he became. This environment must have read his memory to achieve this level.

He subconsciously raised his hand to look at the beads on his wrist.

But the bracelet, which was still emitting light green light just now, did not respond at this moment.

Could it be that something happened to Master? !

He was even more impatient, he kicked open the door and wanted to go out, but outside the door was not the courtyard with many herbs in the small house, but a desolate and lifeless courtyard overgrown with weeds.

He recognized this yard.

It was the courtyard where he lived in the He Mansion before he returned to the Qing Pavilion.

The youngest son of the He family is not favored by Mr. He, and no one can explain the various reasons, but everyone is convinced that the most fundamental reason is that Mrs. He died of dystocia.

Originally, although Master He didn't like to see him, He Xingzhang was still the young master of the He family, and he was still well-clothed and well-fed.As a result, in a few years, Mr. He helped a concubine to take the position. The concubine was arrogant and domineering. He directly kicked He Xingzhang out of the courtyard where he lived, and threw him into the courtyard that hadn't been repaired for many years.

He was only three years old that year, and he fell from the soft and smooth silk to the rough and rough burlap unexpectedly, and suddenly became the most bullied character in the house.

Years of hunger and cold, and being beaten, scolded and humiliated by his wife and brothers and sisters at every turn is common, but he still endured it quietly for three years, thinking that it would be better than living on the street to beg for food, no matter how bad it is. Go out to beg when you are in your teens.

So when his wife said that he was going to take him to visit the monks, he thought he was going to be thrown into the street casually, but unexpectedly he actually went up the mountain in a carriage.The first lady let out a sigh of relief when she arrived at the main hall where Huiqing Pavilion entertained guests. She said a few words to the elders who came to greet her impatiently, and then left on her own, leaving him alone with a few changes of clothes Standing on the hall.

He stood for a long time before being dragged away by a senior brother. He started as an outer disciple, and then became an inner disciple.

In fact, if he had to speak for himself a few months ago, instead of becoming the direct disciple of Elder Qing Yun, he might as well have been running errands in the outer sect.

At least at the outer door, there are many kind and enthusiastic seniors chatting with him and taking him to play. After entering the small house, he has no one to talk to except going to the medicine school every day.

He didn't know what else he could do, so he had to put all his energy on cultivation, trying to get permission from the cabinet to go down the mountain to practice earlier.

Fortunately, Master is here.

He Xingzhang stepped on the gravel on the path in the courtyard, what is the purpose of this monster to bring him back here?It would indeed be a bit foolish to use past events to trip him up.

Just as he was thinking this way, he heard a few haughty laughing and cursing from not far away, the content was extremely boring, nothing more than innocuous insults like a little bitch, no mother, no father, etc.

He Xingzhang didn't want to deal with these things that have passed, but the illusion deliberately moved him over there. In the next second, the self who was kicked and scolded by his wife's two sons more than ten years ago was replaced by him before.

Wanting to use this to remind him of his feelings, this trick is too naive, He Xingzhang smiled nonchalantly, lifted his foot and wanted to leave this place by himself.

But when he turned around, he saw his master.

That face has always been extremely beautiful and endearing from before to now. Even if you don't make many expressions, it makes people feel good for no reason. What you are wearing is a light blue robe, which seems to be very pale when you look at it from a distance. The blue clouds stand against the bright and eye-catching beauty, although at first glance this beauty is completely devoid of any emotion.

This is probably the previous master, Elder Qing Yun used to have such a sparse and unwavering expression even in front of any big event, unlike his master who smiled all day long.

But he didn't remember seeing Venerable Master Qingyun at home before, could it be that he was already knocked out at that time?

After more than ten years, Venerable Master Qingyun looked over at him, and looked through him to Xiao Xingzhang who was already lying unconscious on the ground.

The first wife's children had already run away when they saw the housekeeper bringing Venerable Master Qing Yun over, leaving only dusty footprints all over their bodies and small bruises on their faces.

Seeing Venerable Master Qingyun suddenly look away, the housekeeper noticed what happened here, couldn't bear to be annoyed, and left the distinguished guest and ran to Xiao Xingzhang's side to pick him up.

"Have you noticed anything wrong with this yard, sir? If there is nothing wrong, I have to send the young master to see the doctor first."

He Xingzhang frowned upon hearing this.

"I happen to know some medical skills, let me show him."

Venerable Master Qingyun raised his hand, a neat hand was exposed from the light blue sleeve embroidered with moiré patterns, his clean and white fingers brushed away the messy hair in front of Xiao Xingzhang, The butler took out the child's blunt wrist to feel his pulse.

"It's a bit cold, and my physique is too poor, so I need to take care of it more carefully."

There was no fluctuation in his voice, as if he was an unconscious puppet, just telling the results he got.

The housekeeper just showed embarrassment, and softly complied with Venerable Qing Yun's doctor's order.Venerable Master Qing Yun withdrew his hand and bowed to the butler: "There is no evil spirit in your house, you can rest assured, I will leave it alone."

"Excuse me sir."

The man wrapped in the blue cloud turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, He Xingzhang had already returned to Mount Kangmian, but the surrounding foliage had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a large barren and desolate stone plain.

Not far away, a few disciples of Tang Jianmen were still trapped in the illusion. Tang Yaze, Tang Hong and his master were all gone. He Xingzhang picked up his saber and tried to contact his master with the concentric buckle.

In the end, he heard his own voice not far away. He followed the voice and found a broken concentric clasp bracelet under a big rock.

At the beginning, the master told him that the concentric buckle uses a special rope to make the bracelet, and it will not break easily.

There was no second sober monk on Shiyuan, and He Xingzhang became even more anxious, pinching the broken concentric buckle and looking around, trying to find something special.

But he got nothing but the sound of the wind blowing over sharp stones.

There is also an enchantment in the sky, so He Xingzhang can only hope that the head of Tang Jianmen and Tang Hong can protect Jiang Yan, and try to wake up these Tang Jianmen disciples who have fallen into an illusion.

To his surprise, a mediocre monk like him broke through the illusions of these Tang Jianmen disciples without much effort, and the smoothness only made him feel the uneasiness in his heart become more and more obvious.

After they adjusted a little bit, He Xingzhang asked anxiously: "Brother, is there any way for you to contact the head and Brother Tang?"

The disciples of Tang Jianmen released special fireworks with the logo of Tang Jianmen's Three Swords, and at the same time began to try to get out of this stone field, but no matter which direction they tried, they would eventually return to the center of the stone field where they were at the beginning.

"This... this seems to be the Mi Li Maze! I saw it in the Library Pavilion before!" A disciple in the team exclaimed after trying it several times, and He Xingzhang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly grabbed the senior brother.

"Does the senior brother know the way to break this maze?"

In desperation, he used great force, pinching the senior brother to grin his teeth. Seeing this, he quickly let go of his hand, but the senior brother didn't mind, "This is an ancient maze used by the demon world. I don't understand the way to break it, so naturally I didn't remember it. ..."

"Then what should we do?! The head and junior uncle are still missing!"

"I, I, I... If I think about it again, I might remember it!!"

The author has something to say:

tedeng~

Xing Zhang's soul is different from ordinary people, so this kind of illusion can't trap him.

I can't help but start writing that kind of story with a main line...but the emotional line is sweet, so sweet!