Mistress, she has to be my master

The sea of ​​clouds between the mountains and mountains is misty, and the faint sound of cranes echoes in this fairyland. A fairy boat cuts through the clouds and travels between the sky and the earth. There is a bell echoing in the distance, and it strikes nine times.

"Wow!" On the fairy boat, a group of little radish heads stood beside the guardrail, looking at this fairyland, they exclaimed.

"The fairy boat is even more magnificent than my grandpa's dragon boat!" A young girl in the most gorgeous dress tried to jump up, wanting to have a better look at the scenery outside, but it was a pity that she was too short and was not as tall as the guardrail. .

"Lie down on the ground, I want to step on it!" The little girl pointed at a plainly dressed little boy arrogantly.

"I don't want it!" The little boy with a snotty nose was very unwilling.

"It's your honor to let you step on me! You guys push him to the ground!" The little girl from the royal family ordered the dog legs around her, "When the princess returns, I will talk to the queen. Grandpa said let him reward your family well!"

The cries and shouts of the children outside were particularly ear-piercing, and what was out of place was the thin figure lying on the bed in a small room in the boat.

The window is open, and the child lying on the bed can see the blue sky outside and the occasional cranes flying by, and... hear the piercing calls of children outside.

"What are you arguing about!" A disciple who was not too young and wearing a pure white Taoist robe of the sect came out, and severely scolded a few noisy children.

"You guys are going to embark on the road of cultivating immortals soon! Cultivators of immortals first cultivate their hearts, and they are all impetuous, what can they do?" That little disciple didn't like children in the first place, and then the group of brats made noise and cried It made him unable to calm down to practice at all, and his tone was inevitably bad.

The children were scolded, and they rushed to cry out one by one, the loud and sharp cries were harsh and disturbing.

"Any status in the mortal world will disappear the moment you step into the immortal gate. If you can't let go of the glory and wealth in the mortal world, then you might as well go back now, so as not to dirty the place of our sect's pure cultivation." Little disciple She spoke very rudely. The little princess who was pampered and coaxed to grow up was so angry that she cried louder than anyone else on the spot.

The little girl in the room sighed silently, and then buried herself in the pillow, hoping to isolate the sound from the outside, but the crying of the children was extremely sharp, directly penetrating the pillow and reaching her ears.

help...

My head hurts and my legs hurt too!

Wen Jiayin hid under the quilt and lightly touched her left leg, it hurt so much that she was about to shed tears.

As for how her leg was broken, it can be traced back to a few days ago, when she first came to this world and became a beggar.

Wen Jiayin is not from this world, but passed through after her accidental death. Her unlucky luck seems to have been reincarnated into this world with her. The beginning is a little beggar who was frozen to death in the ice and snow.

The original body was frozen to death, and she did not inherit the warmth of the original owner after transmigrating. Seeing that the game was about to die, an old beggar rescued her and brought her back to a ruined temple where beggars gathered.

The old beggar used his daily rations—half a steamed bun and the head of the beggar for a place close to the fire to keep warm, which brought Wen Jiayin back to life.

Later, Wen Jiayin obtained all the memories of the original owner in her sleep at night.This old beggar was the one who brought up the original body, and there was no blood relationship between them. When the original body was still in its infancy, it was also picked up by the old beggar in such a cold and snowy day. Raising an abandoned baby, it happened that the old beggar, who had the hardest life at the bottom, took over this burden.

Yuanzhen's parents probably wanted her to live, so they put her at the door of a pastry shop, but that family already had five children, so no matter how pitiful this abandoned baby was, they couldn't afford to raise her.

When the old beggar took her away, the proprietress of the pastry shop made two big pieces of rice cakes for the old beggar, which was also regarded as sympathy for Yuan Shen.

So the original body got its original nickname—rice cake.

The old beggar's surname is Wen, and by chance, the original body got a name casually mentioned by a scholar—Jiayin. The old beggar has never read a book, so he just thinks these two words are very nice, so the original body coincidentally has the same name as her. Wen Jiayin.

At that time, Wen Jiayin hadn't connected this coincidence with other things. She was trying to adapt to her new identity. To be honest, she was born in a well-to-do family in her previous life. She was clothed and warm, and she was not treated materially well. Facing the life of a beggar in the cold winter months, even if Wen Jiayin was not a delicate person, it was difficult for her to adapt at once. While adapting to her new identity, she still had to plan for herself and her husband The future of beggars must first survive this winter of lack of food and clothing...

And the old beggar was also worried about her leg. Her leg was broken when the original body was there. If it wasn't treated in time, let's not talk about lame or not. If there was any inflammation, Wen Jiayin wouldn't survive this winter.

The old beggar went out early and returned late every day, and Wen Jiayin didn't know what he was doing. Then one day, he came back happily and told Wen Jiayin that the good people in the medicine hall were willing to give them medicine, and he would go get it tomorrow.

This was a good thing, but Wen Jiayin felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, and this uneasiness became even stronger after the old beggar left the next day.

Enduring the pain in her leg, she limped and walked slowly towards the Anyaotang she had heard about, leaning on the wooden stick that the old beggar had carefully polished off all the thorns.

The biting cold wind almost blew away Wen Jiayin's thin body, she shivered several times, at this moment she really wished for a fire to keep her warm.

But she never expected that the fire did come, but it devoured everything in a way that she never wanted to encounter.

"Boom!" At this moment, a huge change that no one expected in the whole town broke out. Wen Jiayin's ears were buzzing with the sound of the huge explosion. Before she could recover, a huge wave of air He lifted her into the air, fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping.

The soaring flames mixed with billowing smoke hit the sky directly. Wen Jiayin looked at the direction of the flames and felt a chill in her heart.

That is the direction of An Yaotang.

Wen Jiayin thought, she was reborn by the original owner, and was rescued by the old beggar from the brink of life and death. She owed him two lives, so no matter what, as long as there was a little hope, she would rescue the old beggar.

On the bright side, perhaps the old beggar has returned from there, or he has not arrived yet, and has not been involved in this disaster.

Wen Jiayin gritted her teeth and stood up, speeding up her pace.

The smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of burnt, rushed to Wen Jiayin's face when she approached Anyaotang. When she saw the tragic situation at this time, she almost vomited bile.

The ground was full of broken corpses. Wen Jiayin, who lived in a peaceful age, had never seen such a scene. Her only good right leg was limp. Her rationality told her that this was definitely not as simple as a fire. The corpse looks like a massacre...

This place can't stay for a long time, Wen Jiayin endured the acid in his stomach, and forced himself to look for the figure of the old beggar, if he couldn't see the best, it means that he may have left, or he hasn't arrived yet, so he avoided this situation disaster……

But this fucking god didn't take care of this kind old man. Wen Jiayin's eyes froze in one place. It was an arm scattered on the ground. Because it was far away from the flames, it was relatively well preserved... …

A red rope was tied to the wrist of that arm, and a small walnut was dropped on the red rope, which was exactly the same as the red rope on his own wrist.

This is the old beggar's birthday gift to Yuanshen, one for each person, Wen Jiayin can still feel the joy of Yuanshen's gift at that time.

If it wasn't for treating her legs, maybe the old beggar wouldn't have suffered from this innocent disaster...

However, Wen Jiayin didn't have time to cry for the old beggar, and then something happened that shocked her three views.

"Brother, we were lied to! Damn Medicine Sect, they must have run away with the treasure!" Two men in black descended from the sky, and the knives and axes in their hands were still stained with fresh blood.

This kind of unscientific thing made Wen Jiayin's eyes widen before she had time to leave. She subconsciously covered her mouth and shrank into a dark place, covering her body with burnt wood. Her sixth sense told If I am discovered by these two people, maybe I will end up with the corpse on the ground.

But since those two people have unscientific written all over their bodies, how can her hiding avoid their perception?

"Look, brother, here is a shivering kitten."

Wen Jiayin raised her eyes and saw a black corner of her clothes. Before she could struggle, the man pulled her up like a chicken. No matter how hard she struggled, the man's hand didn't move at all.

"Cough cough... help..." Wen Jiayin, who was struggling helplessly, looked like a weak cat cub, who couldn't even scratch people except for making a weak sound.

"Second!" Another black-clothed man said disapprovingly: "If you want to kill, kill it, don't play, after all, this place is not far from the place where those fairy sects are stationed."

"This can't be killed, brother, I have an intuition that this little girl is a treasure." The fat man in black let go of his hand when Wen Jiayin was about to die, and his eyes turned into pupils of beasts , with some gray hairs on her face, this is a half-demon, of course, Wen Jiayin can't see these, all she can see are two blurred faces that can't be seen clearly at all.

"Oh?" The thin man knew that his younger brother had the blood of a treasure hunting mouse, and he had always had an extraordinary intuition about treasures.

He squinted his eyes, and the yellow and thin little girl in front of him seemed irrelevant to the word "baby", but he also knew that if the chance in this world hadn't been for the dusty pearl, how could it have fallen into the hands of a little rascal like him?

Wen Jiayin was stared at by that disgusting and greedy gaze, and couldn't help shivering.

Cold, fear, and pain in her legs were all tormenting her fragile body, and her vision turned black, but Wen Jiayin didn't dare to let herself pass out like this. If she lost consciousness, she would really become someone else's chopping board Even though he didn't lose consciousness and it wasn't much better, at least there was still a slim chance.

She raised her eyes and saw a red crow pattern on the clothes of the man in black. What kind of organization's logo is this?

"Then take her away, don't freeze her to death, my second child... smells so strong of alcohol?" Before he finished speaking, he lost his tune because of excessive shock, "Run!"

But how can it escape?

Wen Jiayin's eyes, which she tried to keep open, met the head of a person who fell to the ground, and the warm liquid sprayed on her face.

She knew what it was without thinking about it, and then there was another muffled explosion, and something more substantial splashed onto her face and body.

The multiple stimuli caused Wen Jiayin's psychological defense to collapse immediately, and she fell directly into a dark nightmare.

In the dream, she was still at home in her previous life. When she was not arguing with her parents, although she had an elder sister and a younger brother, she was the second child who did the most work and received the most scolding. She is also the most neglected by her parents, but she has always been optimistic and did not resent her parents because of this, and the family lives happily.

Wen Jiayin opened her eyes with difficulty. One second she seemed to be in the warm bed at home, and the next second the dead branches above her head that had lost all their leaves due to the cold winter brought her back to reality.

A few crows uttered piercing calls and hopped back and forth among the branches, a cold and ominous atmosphere enveloped Wen Jiayin.

She barely sat up and saw the dried blood on her body. Wen Jiayin immediately recalled what happened before. There was nothing in her stomach to spit out, but she still couldn't help retching.

"Gollum, Gollum..."

There were always two discordant voices. Wen Jiayin endured and endured, and finally, after being able to control her physiological nausea, she looked up at the stone leaning against her not far away, and drank a wine gourd until now. The woman who never stopped.

The surrounding air seemed to be marinated by her alcohol smell.

"...Did you save me?" Wen Jiayin moved to the woman's side little by little. This beautiful woman was so unkempt that she was stunned. The wine slipped from the corner of her mouth into her collar, and the grass clipped on her face. She didn't care about her clothes, it's a pity that her moonlight-like flawless skin was stained with filthy blood, and I don't know if the woman didn't know it or didn't care.

With such a strong smell of alcohol, Wen Jiayin, who hadn't waited for a response for a long time, had to suspect that the woman was already drunk.

"Excuse me... are you an immortal?" According to the original body's memory, Wen Jiayin recalled a rumor that the immortals on the fairy mountain would go down to accept apprentices every ten years, and those who had a celestial destiny could go to the fairy mountain with the immortals. , Chengxian is expected.

Wen Jiayin originally thought that this was the story of the old beggar coaxing the original body, but now combined with all the things that happened before, she suddenly had a bold idea.

"Immortal?" I don't know which nerve these two words touched this woman, I only know that the drinker suddenly went crazy and laughed, "Immortal..."

Wen Jiayin was so frightened that she moved back a little.

It wasn't until the woman laughed enough that she said, "My child, do you want to be a fairy?"

The smell of alcohol hit her face, and Wen Jiayin unconsciously leaned back.

"I, I think." Wen Jiayin struck while the iron was hot: "Excuse me, do you know who those two were?"

"Want revenge?"

The woman didn't answer, but looked at Wen Jiayin instead.

Wen Jiayin's dirty little hand was suddenly grabbed, and she pressed the jade stone on the woman's other hand.

There was no time to react, and the jade lit up in a flame-like color in an instant.

"Hmm... so-so." The woman didn't explain, she let go of Wen Jiayin's hand, picked up the wine gourd on the ground and took another two sips before putting it away. "Fortunately, let's go."

"Wait! Immortal... my grandfather..."

"It's all there." The woman pointed to the grave not far away, and there was an unnamed tombstone in front of the grave. "Their corpses are all stained with demonic energy. They must be burned. I will bury the remaining ashes here."

"Whatever you want to do, do it as soon as possible. From then on, you need to cut off the mortal relationship. Everything in the world is like clouds and smoke, but it is just a moment of your long years." The woman's voice seemed to be filled with ethereal sadness.

What can Wen Jiayin do?The old beggar will probably be able to reunite with his beloved granddaughter now, and she, a foreigner who has occupied the magpie's nest, can only kowtow a few times in front of his grave in guilt.

Then she begged the woman if she could lend her some money to buy some paper money to burn for the poor grandparents. The woman said that she had no money, and maybe her heart softened seeing Wen Jiayin's pitiful appearance, so she finally took out a stick from her sleeve. Xiang, she said that it is easier to use than paper money.

After burning a stick of incense, the woman who was lying on the side drinking like a drunk suddenly raised her eyelids, and a erratic figure appeared beside Wen Jiayin who was kneeling in front of the tomb at some point, he kindly touched the girl's head, then turned around He bowed deeply to the woman.

The woman stood up unsteadily, "It's time to go."

Then he lifted Wen Jiayin up like a chicken, regardless of whether she was afraid or not, she directly used the method of shrinking the ground to an inch and disappeared in place.

Afterwards, the woman threw Wen Jiayin to the younger disciples, saying that she was average in talent, and reluctantly accepted her. Then the younger disciples really believed the boss's nonsense, thinking that Wen Jiayin was average in talent, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

In addition, her body is smelly and dirty, and the disciples who are used to being spotless in Xianmen are unwilling to approach her. Wen Jiayin has difficulty moving and hardly goes out. The disciples who fed her a bigu pill enough for several days without food almost Forget about this character.

She hugged her left leg and put it down on the bed, then stood up with the wooden stick leaning against the bed, and groped a little closer to the window.

Her left leg was hanging down weakly, and she could only move forward a little bit with her right leg.

Her broken left leg was not healed, and those careless disciples didn't pay attention to her condition, or didn't want to waste elixirs for her, an ordinary little person.

After closing the window, she sat directly on the ground along the wall. Now that her broken leg is a trivial matter, the bigger matter is yet to come! ! !

Wen Jiayin held her head. After coming here, although she didn't deliberately inquire about it, there was always some information that could be drilled into her ears in the conversations of people coming and going here.

For example, the sect she is about to join is called Jingdao Sect, one of the elders in the sect is a particularly powerful swordsman named Xin Yun, and her name is... Wen Jiayin.

A strong sense of déjà vu rushed over her face. The No. [-] heroine of the book she had read before, who majored in immortal literature... let's call it this name!The cannon fodder apprentice who was stabbed by his master for a man and then heartbroken by the heroine... It must have the same name and surname as me!

After realizing that she was not an ordinary time traveler but a book traveler, Wen Jiayin scrambled out and grabbed a little disciple and said, "My name is Wen Mi Cake, not Wen Jiayin, can you change it for me?"

That little disciple was a girl, she looked a bit older than Wen Jiayin, but she was short and had a bad temper.

She dragged her clothes back from Wen Jiayin's hands in disgust, then looked up and down at the bumpkins on both sides, and Wen Jiayin, who was quite good-tempered, almost got angry when she opened her mouth.

"Rice cake? It's soiled, don't change it, or it will be soiled from the inside to the outside." The little girl's face suddenly changed, and she took a few steps back holding her nose. "Why are you so smelly!"

Wen Jiayin was also very wronged, if she had the ability to go out to wash up, she wouldn't let herself get dirty.

The little girl probably endured to the limit, she smashed a bunch of talismans at Chaowen Jiayin, then turned around and ran away. It seemed that she was really rotten.

A stream of light flashed on the talisman paper, and Wen Jiayin became clean in an instant, and at the same time, the talisman paper also turned to ashes.

I thank you, brat.

The name change failed, and Wen Jiayin calmed down. Since she has come here to replace the original owner, it is impossible to change her fate by changing her name.

So she went back to the room with a wooden stick, trying to sort out the plot she still remembered.

The male protagonist Xiaoyao Zhenjun is just like his Taoist name, he has cultivated his Taoist heart to be unrestrained and free, and this unrestrainedness is manifested in many ways, for example, as long as he likes and wants, he doesn’t mind There was a dewy love affair, and there were many Yingying and Yanyan around him all the way, but he was never really tempted.

Only the No. [-] heroine, Xin Yun Zhenjun, is the only male protagonist in the full text who has expressed his admiration, although in Wen Jiayin's opinion, this admiration has been mixed with water.

This Zhenjun Xinyun is also really miserable. He cultivates the way of ruthlessness, but he meets a playboy like the male protagonist. Not only does the male protagonist harass her, he always brings her into trouble, and even pursues her When she was young, she secretly chatted with her only disciple, causing "Wen Jiayin" to fall into his trap, and did not hesitate to kill her master.

Zhenjun Xin Yun did not defend his apprentice, so he fell into the ancient battlefield and escaped death. "Wen Jiayin" saw that the master was not dead, and wanted to make up for it, but was killed instead.

The male protagonist took the opportunity to appear and chopped "Wen Jiayin" into pieces to "rescue" the female protagonist, and stayed with her to help her heal.

Just when all the readers thought that the following plot was nothing more than the heroine's long-term love for the hero, and she ruthlessly told the truth.

As a result, the author suddenly stopped updating for two months, and after two months came back, it came to an unfinished end.

The heroine's ruthless way broke her cultivation base, and she was approached by Yingying Yanyan, the heroine, so angry that she vomited blood.

And after a few months of depression, the hero suddenly broke through the tribulation of love and ascended to immortality!

Can you still be such a dog?

Seeing Wen Jiayin's expression at the end is like a grandfather looking at his mobile phone in the subway.

No wonder the bad friends listed this book as a punishment game, and they had to submit a 3000-word post-reading review, which turned out to be disgusting!

Wen Jiayin, who handwritten 3000 words after reading, felt a physical disgust for this book, but at the same time, she also remembered certain parts of the book clearly.

For example, the one who rescued himself was very likely to be the heroine's uncle, the boss known as the Jiuxian, but this powerful boss was finally killed by an ancient monster that was restored by the demon. There are many unsolved mysteries about the big guy, but the author of the pigeon didn't care about digging or burying it, and sent the big guy to die in a hurry.

Another example is the heroine who will become her master according to the original plot. After meeting the heroine, she seems to be buffed with the lone star of the evil spirit. The people around her either want to kill her or die because of her, as if they are some object of hatred of the author. The incarnation in the text, otherwise how could it be so tragic?I haven't seen the male protagonist's other two, three, four, five, six, and seven harems have such a miserable experience.

Wen Jiayin's brain is fine, she doesn't want to be an enemy of the heroine, and she thinks that her thin arms and legs can't bear the death buff of being next to the heroine, so it's very important to choose another master!

In the future battle between immortals and demons, her sect, as the top three sects of the top ten sects in the world of cultivating immortals, must face the crisis head-on. If she is going to be a sword cultivator, law cultivator, body cultivator, etc., she will definitely be number one on the battlefield in the future Line, no no no!

So her goals are two, one is the master of Danfeng, and the other is the master of Qinglian peak, the former is an alchemist, and the latter is a medical practitioner.

The original owner is a fire-type sky spirit root, and the quality of the spirit root has reached a high level, very good. I don't know if it is still the same when I come.

The original owner was favored by many elders in the article, but because he heard a lot of compliments from the young disciples on the way here, the original owner wanted to worship the heroine as a teacher. The head of the sect was her senior brother who urged him again and again, and saw how persistent the child was, so she accepted the future white-eyed wolf.

Wen Jiayin raised her hand, on her pale and thin wrist, the bright red rope was so glaring.

In my memory, the original owner didn't look like that kind of white-eyed wolf kid, why did he do such a thing?Grandpa will be sad when he finds out.

Ugh……

Thinking of the future, even if the disaster caused by the hero and heroine is avoided, after the great battle between immortals and demons, half of the land in the world of cultivating immortals has turned into an abyss where no grass can grow, and countless monks' bones are piled up like cannon fodder. Whose fate is more miserable? Maybe.

Wen Jiayin sighed several times thinking about it.

"Boom..."

Wen Jiayin's feet trembled.

"Here we are, come out." A voice from outside shouted.

Arrived, naturally refers to Zongmen.

Wen Jiayin took a deep breath, and her eyes became firm. No matter what, even if she is a cannon fodder, she must work hard to live here!

The author says:

Open a new article~ Please collect and ask for flowers~

This article focuses on sweet pets. The knives have been distributed in the previous life. The plots of the knives in the previous life will be distributed in the form of memories and extra episodes. Angels can choose to watch according to their little heart acceptance~