Master, he is nice and soft

Wait, I'm so good-looking? !Jiang Yan repeatedly looked at the other person's face in disbelief, so beautiful that he almost shouted "I can" on the spot - what kind of shit luck did he step on to be able to wear such a beauty to enjoy pleasure? !

However, Elder Qing Yun here is obviously not in such a good mood as he is. His face is pale and there is blood in the corner of his mouth, which looks like he has been seriously injured.Looking at the sign with only the word "Qing Yun" engraved on it, the time of this dream should be when Elder Qing Yun was wandering the rivers and lakes alone.

"You...what exactly do you want?" Elder Qing Yun swallowed a mouthful of bruised blood, and asked desperately to keep his tone.

"Your soul should be separated from your body and be created separately. Only in this way can you die well." A whisper-like voice accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds swayed from all directions. Kneeling down on the ground, the pure white clothes were immediately stained with bright red blood.

"Fart, why should I give you a soul, and treat me as something that comes and beats my soul every day!"

"It's destiny."

"I listen to you!" Elder Qing Yun and Jiang Yan said in unison.

But it was clear that Elder Qing Yun was in a weak position. When the voice sounded again, he fell into a pool of blood, and the blue clothes on his body were immediately dyed into a coquettish bright red pattern.

Then he saw a hazy figure slowly standing up from Elder Qingyun's body, and when he got closer, he realized that this "shadow" looked exactly like him!

I... fuck...

Is this fucking clear that I was originally just the soul of Elder Qing Yun? ?

This... this... is unacceptable...

Jiang Yan opened his eyes in great confusion, and squeezed his face.

Well, it's not like this kind of plot didn't happen in the novel...

But if it happens to me, it's terrible, damn it! ! !

He took off his blood-stained undershirt, took out a well-behaved goose-yellow elder suit from his dry bag, put it on after a lot of effort, opened the door and watered the herbs in the yard, and finally sat down. Looking at the sky in a daze on the rattan chair in the yard.

He didn't even know what to do.

Although he said that he would live in this shell until he died, but he was suddenly told that he had lived for 23 years and was just a soul of a paper man. This was too much a test of his psychological acceptance, although It's not that difficult to accept...but if that's the case, why doesn't he have any other memories, and what about the other two souls and seven souls?

"Master."

Just when Jiang Yan was about to think himself stupid, He Xingzhang interrupted him in time.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan raised his eyes from the shaking wicker chair and looked at him.His apprentice put on the brand-new dark green student uniform today, his tall and straight body looks like a jade tree, and he is very energetic.

Has the master really forgotten how to comb his hair... He Xingzhang couldn't help but look at Jiang Yan's loose hair. Normally, he would have no idea what the master wanted to do, but today... it's Elder Qingyun's turn today... taught the disciples.

"Master, my disciple would like to ask when you plan to leave to teach at the medicine school?" Countless thoughts flashed through He Xingzhang's mind, and finally he chose to remind Elder Qingyun tactfully.

teaching? !Jiang Yan was taken aback, why did Elder Qing Yun do so much shit?He flipped through his memory, and found out that on the tenth day of every month, Elder Qing Yun would teach his disciples the pulse-cutting pulse. Every elder in the pavilion, including the master and deputy master of the pavilion, needed to teach his disciples. This time it was not Elder Qing Yun himself. the reason.

But he doesn't tie his hair...

No matter how Ren Qingyun can do whatever he wants, in terms of appearance, he is still very obedient and orderly.Jiang Yan didn't want to spoil the image of people for nothing. He sat up and frowned and pulled at a lock of long hair on his sideburns. He didn't have a mournful face on the spot.

"Immediately, immediately..."

"That disciple will tie up the master's hair." He Xingzhang leaned over.

"Um... ah?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No no."

Cleverly put his legs on the armrest of the rattan chair and turned sideways so that He Xingzhang could tie his hair. Jiang Yan couldn't help but wonder how much the original body had given him. Regardless of the situation, it is still a bit unkind.

The rattan chair swayed under Jiang Yan's slight movements, and He Xingzhang subconsciously supported Fu Jiangyan's head, and his fingers quickly retracted as if they were electrocuted when they touched the soft hair.Jiang Yan still put his head on his head quietly and let the professionals toss, and didn't have any opinion on the other party's support of his head.

"Master, please pass me the hair tie."

The apprentice's movements were really sharp, Jiang Yan smiled in relief, and took out the silver-patterned yellow ribbon that matched the clothes from the Qiankun bag and handed it behind him.

He Xingzhang took it, and was a little surprised when he saw the pattern. This is the most basic Huiqing cloud pattern. He remembered that his master didn't use such a patterned hairband in the past. How about today?He lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Yan's clothes, and sure enough, they were almost the same as his own, and they were all the most basic styles.

At first, he thought that Elder Qingyun just casually gave him a style of clothes that few disciples would wear in the pavilion, but he didn't expect that he specially wore the same clothes as him?

Feeling a little soft in his heart for no reason, He Xingzhang gently tied Jiang Yan's hair, put his fingers on Jiang Yan's temples and smoothed the two strands of hair that were hanging down, and unconsciously lowered his tone.

"Master, it's done."

Without a mirror, I couldn't see what the good apprentice looked like, but it was definitely better than his own. Jiang Yan got off the rattan chair and followed He Xingzhang out of the dwelling.

Alas, he doesn't have a watch now, and he doesn't know the time according to the sun. Jiang Yan followed him to the gate of the medicine school, and He Xingzhang told him that he hoped that Chenshi could see himself appearing in Tiankuidang on time.But he didn't know what time it was, so he had to go to the thatched hut pointed out by He Xingzhang for the elders to chat and spank.

He might have come a bit early, and there was no one else in the thatched cottage, so he found a lady's couch and began to rummage through the memories of the big sale.He didn't even notice that someone came in, and he knocked on the table first before he got out of the mess of memories.

After seeing the other party's face clearly, Jiang Yan couldn't help but sigh that fate is really wonderful.

Duan Yandian, who wiped his oil last night, looked at him who was paralyzed on the imperial concubine's bed with no expression.

Jiang Yan sat up straight in embarrassment, tremblingly looking forward to whether any hardworking elder would come in to help him at this time.

"How do you feel physically?" Putting aside the fact that he is a bad person, Duan Yaodian's deep and pleasant voice is actually quite suitable for Jiang Yan's appetite for voice control.

Do big bad guys really have nice voices?

"It's almost too good." Jiang Yan pursed his lips and replied.

silence.

"I entered your small house rashly yesterday, please don't mind it." Duan Yaodian tried to stir up the topic again.

"No, you are also here to save me."

Then there was silence again between the two.

Fortunately, at this time the angels appeared.

Elder Qingxiao, who was speaking in the voice of a big man in the northeast, walked in with several people who also wore the elder's yellow clothes. When they saw the two people in the room, they were all stunned. Elder Qingxiao was the first to react, and said affectionately He went to the imperial concubine's couch and sat down next to Jiang Yan: "Qing Yun, why did you come so early today?"

There were so many enthusiastic and chatting elders in the room at once, Duan Yaodian didn't even think about chatting with his junior brother anymore, he just stayed away from the group of people and sat quietly on the side preparing to give lectures to his disciples today course.

In the past, Elder Qing Yun would wait until Xuan and Xuan was close to the hour before jumping directly into the class, and after the class was over, he had to hurry up and squat outside the hall to grab people and say a few words.

He was willing to go back and forth to Qing Pavilion at the beginning because Jiang Yan was here. That old bastard Jiang Wei had talked to him well at the beginning and he could often talk to Jiang Yan after entering Huiqing Pavilion. In fact, he had been talking to Jiang Yan in Huiqing Pavilion for 200 years The words I said can be counted clearly with ten fingers, oh, five of them were written by leaps and bounds yesterday.

Jiang Yan, who specifically searched for the relevant memories of Elder Qingxiao yesterday, is now confident. The name of this Elder Qingxiao is Fang Jianzhi, and he is actually quite a powerful character. Yan Dayin's little fresh meat's hands are more powerful than his "both medicine and poison" experience in drug production.But he turned them down one by one, and finally ran back and forth to Huiqing Pavilion to ask to be admitted to Huiqing Pavilion as a relative elder.

"I came here with my apprentice." Elder Qing Yun replied with a smile.

The whole thatched cottage suddenly fell silent.

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This chapter originally had 3232 characters, but I thought about deleting some useless plots again and again, and only these are left, so I will add other chapters to make up for it.