Anyway, all heaven knows I've fallen

Who is the head... Ah bah, there are all kinds of immortals! "

Head Hua smiled at him with an inscrutable face, noncommittal.

Chang Wei shrank his head subconsciously.

Fortunately, Sect Master Hua didn't intend to continue to pursue the matter. He just turned around and said, "The banshee was once stripped of her demon body by a god for killing people, so she lost her body and can only live in someone else's body."

"No wonder she hates gods so much." Chang Wei expressed his understanding.

"Later, Yunluan went out of the mountain to exterminate the demon, and used the magic weapon of Fushan to drive away the demon bell to subdue her. It's just that because of Yun Dai's begging, she couldn't be rectified on the spot." Hua Xuanyin continued, "This time I Not letting Yunluan intervene in this matter is because he is afraid that he will be soft-hearted."

Chang Wei nodded seriously, "Then... what about Yun Luan?"

The Yunluan in this world is not a child of the Yun family, but the child of Yunluan's mother, Mrs. Qin, and a servant. It's just that the man's status is humble, and he doesn't belong to Mrs. Qin's family. The relationship between the two is not in itself. recognized by the world.Later, Mrs. Qin married into the Yun family in order to conceal her pregnancy from the family, and gave birth to Yun Luan only eight months later.Patriarch Yun is a generous person, even though he knew the child was definitely not his, he still took good care of it, but such a big family would definitely not hand it over to an outsider.So when the second son Yun Dai was born, Yun Luan was doomed to not be able to take over the Yun family.

Later, Patriarch Yun and Mrs. Qin left one after another. After three years of mourning for them, Yun Luan resolutely left his beloved grandfather, left the Yun family, and followed Master Hua to the Fushan School.

The system actually provided Changwei with Yunluan's current identity information, but he never looked at it seriously.In his heart, Yunluan was just Yunluan. He who had abandoned his million-dollar fortune to work hard in a small city with him, would he care about the little wealth of the Yun family?

This person looks very cold, but he is more emotional than anyone else.

There is a lotus pond in the Fushan Mountain Pavilion. Changwei passed by after coming out of the conference hall. Seeing that the lotus flowers in the lotus pond were almost in bloom, he couldn't help but wonder if he could pick one and make a lotus porridge or something.After all, his culinary skills are among the best in this world, but since he came to this world, gods don't need to eat, and when he becomes a mortal, he can only eat with Fushan pie, and he hasn't cooked for a long time.

So Chang Wei did what he said, rolled up his sleeves, threw away his boots, and walked into the water.

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the water, he heard a delicate voice say, "What are you doing?"

Chang turned his head slightly, his eyes suddenly brightened.It turned out to be a nun.The appearance is very fresh, and he is holding a long sword in his hand, looking at him vigilantly.

Chang Wei is used to being cheap, and he doesn't like the opposite sex himself, so he is a little familiar with the beautiful opposite sex. When he heard the female cultivator ask him, he broke off a red lotus petal and said with a smile: "Make porridge, my sister hasn't eaten it yet, right? I've made it, can I bring you a bowl?"

The nun blushed when she heard the words, and said, "Who wants your porridge! The seeds in the lotus pond were sprinkled by Brother Yunluan, you can't pick them!"

"He sprinkled it?" Chang Wei looked at the lotus petals in his hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then I can pick it even more..." After finishing speaking, he swam into it again.

memory like water

An oil lamp was lit in the small room, Yun Luan had already taken off his light blue door robe, and was sitting cross-legged in front of the table wearing only a snow-white singlet.

There was a book on the table as always. Although his room had few furniture, it was full of books.Head Hua knew that this student had excellent aptitude, so he would not hesitate to borrow his books to read.

Since ancient times, there have been many talented and hardworking people. However, there are very few who can ascend to immortality in their lifetime. The Fushan School has been looking for disciples who are destined to be immortals. More than ten years ago, their head Huaxuan Because he went down the mountain by chance, he caught sight of Yun Luan, who was only eight or nine years old.

Although this child is loved by the elders in the Yun family, he is not allowed to inherit the family, so as long as he is willing, Hua Xuanyin can bring him back to Fushan to nurture him carefully.However, what the head of Linghua didn't expect was that after hearing what he said, the child agreed without hesitation.

Although the Yun family belonged to the sect of cultivating immortals, since this child was not born in the Yun family, the goal that Old Master Yun set for him was to pursue an official career, and being a high official in the future would also be a glorious family name.So at that time, the old man was leaning on a cane and trembling with anger.But the little doll knelt straight, her voice was sonorous, and she kowtowed three times before leaving.

Yunluan actually didn't know that the definition given to him by Fushan School was: a disciple who might ascend to immortality.

At that time, he just wanted to leave the Yun family, because he could see that his younger brother didn't like him.

But now, he regretted it a little.Ever since the old man passed away and Yun Dai inherited the position of Patriarch, this kid has become more and more unscrupulous, and his reputation has been ruined.

The master said that he is far from being able to become an immortal, and an immortal must abandon the mundane world.

yes……

Yun Luan looked expressionlessly at Chang Wei who was lying on his windowsill, holding a bowl of lotus porridge.

Immortal swords can only be used by immortals, while monks' swords are just ordinary blades infused with spiritual power.When controlling the sword with this person, he noticed that his sword was not flying by itself, but flying by itself.

In other words, this person may be a god.But when it comes to abandoning the mundane world...he doesn't look like a fairy.

"Brother Yun, you have been reading for a long time, why don't you have a bowl of porridge for a rest?" Chang Wei stirred the steaming porridge with a spoon, and served it in a "virtuous" style.

There is a kind of mystery and complexity in Yunluan's heart.

He always felt that according to common sense, Xu Changwei should pester the third junior brother.

However, might want to repay him for saving his life?God knows what's going on.

"It's so late, you don't go back to your room, what are you doing here?" He accidentally lowered his head, and saw that the pen between his fingers had dripped a ball of ink on the book, so he closed the book expressionlessly, and put it on the table. By the side.

"Uh, that's it." Chang Wei thought for a while, and said, "I made porridge on a whim, oh, it's not for you, don't look at me like that." He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled innocently, "It was supposed to be served to my family, Cheng Huan... but he actually... oh..."

Hearing his sad tone, Yun Luan couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with him?"

"He said...he said..." Chang Wei squatted on the window sill and howled, "He doesn't like lotus porridge!"

Yun Luan choked up for a moment, forcefully suppressed the awkwardness in his heart, and said, "Then you can make plum porridge next time..."

"I think so too," Xu Changwei raised his head, put the lotus porridge on the low platform, and turned in from the window with his arms propped up, "So I just feel that it's a pity to waste this porridge. I want Senior Brother Yun Help me solve it."

Something flashed in Yun Luan's clear eyes, then he looked up at the man and asked, "Why don't you eat it yourself? Or give it to others..."

"I'm full tonight! As for other people..." Changwei rolled his eyes and said, "You are the person I know best in Fushan Mountain. Find someone else...in case they are worried I poisoned you, what should I do if you don’t give me face?"

After hearing this, Yunluan thought about it carefully, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and immortal cultivators shouldn't waste food, so he slowly took the small bowl.Seeing this, Chang Wei smiled happily, and handed over the spoon graciously.

"It's hot..." Yun Luan murmured in a low voice.

"what?"

"It's okay." Yunluan shook his head, picked up the spoon, and started to eat the porridge.

Chang Wei stared at his movements with burning eyes.He couldn't believe it!It's just a different world, Yunluan completely forgot about him!In this world, he often cooked porridge for Yun Luan to drink, even if he remembered the taste, he would not think that they were just strangers!

However, until Yunluan finished his porridge, his expression still remained calm.

Chang Wei was greatly disappointed, and walked out of the room in despair with an empty bowl in hand.Yun Luan looked at his back with a puzzled expression on his face, he even wondered if Chang Wei felt sad because only he would drink the porridge he carefully made.After thinking wildly for a while, he reopened "Cultivation Records". The moment his fingertips touched the pages, his mind was in a trance for a moment. Then, like an ax, a gap was split in his head, and a large amount of memory was lost in an instant. Filed in between.

"Long...wei?" His confused eyes suddenly widened. At this moment, he finally remembered the past and understood why that person was so lost. However, at the moment when he wanted to chase out the door, those things in his mind Memories are like opening the gate to release the flood, and they are quickly withdrawn from the mind.

Yunluan moved towards the door step by step, each step was accompanied by a bombarding pain in his head.He didn't stop until he reached the threshold, and looked up at the moon with some puzzled eyes.

Shouldn't he be sleeping at this time?Why are you standing here?

If Master finds out, he will be criticized again.

At the beginning of the morning, a ray of sun shines on the profile of the young handsome man through the latticed window.This is Chang Wei's first morning class after he came to Fushan School, but he couldn't sleep because of thinking about Yunluan last night, and he had to have morning class before Mao the next day, so he was very sleepy .In order to be able to get up, he specially tied a cock in the house.

Unexpectedly, it seemed to be too early. Before the husband arrived, he lay on the table and continued to sleep in the dark.

"Boom!" After an unknown amount of time, a sound of knocking on the table woke him up.Chang rubbed his eyes slightly, raised his head casually, and saw a young man with slender eyebrows and peach blossom eyes standing in front of him. He was not very handsome, but he had good features. Wear it with a bit of sloppy taste.

"This is my seat." The young man said, throwing the book on the table.

Chang Wei didn’t expect everyone to have a fixed seat in this place.