It's Not Easy Being a Master

It was a coincidence that he got acquainted with the Painted Skin Demon at the Sui Jianhui back then.

When Sui Jian came out to practice, he was just a young man who had not reached the weak crown.The youth is high-spirited, just at the age when he is curious about everything, moreover, he has practiced in the sect honestly and orderly for so many years, it is rare to see such a bustling and noisy place...

The desire to join in the fun was even more irrepressible.

It happened that the city where we settled at that time was built along the river, and there were several exquisite painting boats on the spacious river, brightly lit, decorated with lanterns and satin everywhere, and all kinds of beauties leaned on the railings, all kinds of charming eyes.

Sui Jian randomly picked a painting boat to go in, out of the desire to see for himself.

At that time, Su Jian didn't know too many strange things, he entered a painting boat with lanterns hanging on it, so as soon as he entered, he was entangled by a group of people and couldn't move an inch.

His natural appearance is too outstanding, he has slightly modified it, although his appearance is still the same, but at least people will not notice his appearance first at a glance.

But his aura was not intentionally concealed. Ordinary mortals couldn't see through his illusions, so they were first impressed by his noble aura.Those girls and teenagers all thought he was a big guest, and rushed over one after another, trying their best to attract his attention.

Sui Jian was surrounded by a scent of rouge, water and powder, and was so smoked that he almost left immediately.

——The reason why he didn't say goodbye was because he was attracted by the movement by the window of the painting boat.

At the table by the window sat a few handsome young men dressed in rich and luxurious clothes, who were flirting with a girl who came to accompany a guest, their words were not very polite, and their hands were not very honest.

The girl in the pink shirt was trapped in the wolf's den, there was nowhere to hide, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she softly refused: "When I came, I said that I only sang songs."

One of the dandy brothers was drunk, he grabbed her, staggered her, fell on his lap and sat down.

The girl in the pink shirt wanted to struggle to get away, but she was held down and not allowed to move: "What are you? I came here just to have fun. I have money, how dare you refuse..."

Those hands moved unrulyly, and the pink-shirted girl's delicate face was as cold as peach blossoms for a moment, then she smiled slightly after a while, and asked softly, "Is the guest determined to do this?"

This dandy brother probably has a high status and is used to being indulgent and unrestrained. At this time, he was booed by his companions, and his head was hot. He didn't realize the hidden danger at all, and he still laughed wildly: "You Be with Grandpa well, Grandpa—”

Before he finished speaking, he was splashed with tea all over his face.Tea dripped down the corners of his forehead and eyes, and a few tea leaves stuck to his cheeks, looking embarrassed and funny.

"Who!" The dude was furious, the cold tea failed to wake him up, but added fuel to the flames, fueling his anger, he quickly pushed the girl in pink to the side, stood up, Eyes full of anger: "Who dares to throw me!"

Sui Jian pulled a piece of colored silk next to it, and with some skill, wrapped one end around the girl in pink shirt's wrist, and pulled the girl in pink shirt away from the wolf's den with a slight tug.

The dude saw clearly that a handsome young man was trying to spoil his good deeds, he snorted coldly, and was about to yell, but the next moment he felt his mouth burn, and the sound of cursing turned into a squawking sound of ducks.

He turned pale with shock, touched his mouth in disbelief, and opened his mouth: "Quack quack quack!"

After being stunned for a moment, the people around immediately burst into laughter.

In this chaos, Sui Jian quietly took the girl in pink and left.

There are vacant rooms everywhere in the painting boat, which is convenient for impatient guests to go in and do business.Sui Jian randomly pushed open an empty room, and with a little force on the wrist holding the colored silk, the girl in the pink shirt was thrown into the room by him delicately and weakly.

"Young master is so rude." The girl in the pink shirt stood firm while supporting the table and chair. Not only did she not take off the colored silk tied to her hand, but she wrapped it around again. The colorful silk and satin made her skin look like cream, and she seemed angry. Seemingly complaining: "It hurts to bind the slave's hands."

Sui Jian closed the door behind his back, turning a blind eye to her delicate and pitiful expression, and only asked softly, "What did you want to do to that man just now?"

The girl in the pink shirt was silent for a moment, covered her lips and smiled softly, and said in a delicate voice, "You are a weak girl, what else can I do?"

Sui Jian glanced at her, then smiled lightly, casually touched the long sword at his waist, and lightly flicked the white jade tied on the fringe of the sword.The jade bumped against the hilt of the sword and made a soft sound, he said: "Although I can't see what kind of monster you are, but if you are harmful to others, I can still draw my sword and slash."

The girl in the pink shirt froze for a moment, then opened her bright eyes a moment later, and said innocently: "I just see that he is not so calm when he is drunk, and I want him to go to the river to cool off..."

This was the first confrontation between the boy Sui Jian and the Painted Skin Demon.

On the surface, Su Jian saved a girl who was about to be bullied, but in fact he saved the life of that naughty dude—at that moment, the painted skin demon's demonic aura was ready to unleash, Su Jian If the shot was so late, this son would really be like a wild duck in the river for a while.

The memories came to an end in a hurry, Shen Zhixian came back to his senses, the delicate and pitiful Tao Huaer opposite him was just like in his memory, and that pink and tender mouth was just like back then——

"Mr. Sui left without saying goodbye back then, which made me sad. Thanks to Mr. Sui's rescue, I wanted to promise him with my body. I didn't ask for wealth and favor, but only wanted to be with you for a long time, pouring tea and grinding, and I was a slave." It is also made for the servant girl."

Just like back then... a headache.

The boy Sui Jian was worried that she was a demon and wanted to harm others, so he intervened in this matter, and got into trouble as a result.

He stayed in this city for three days, and this painted skin demon stalked him for three days. He changed his appearance, temperament and even gender to stalk him. , He only felt his head was getting bigger when he heard it, and finally he couldn't take it anymore, and left quietly before dawn on the fourth day.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Shen Zhixian would see her here again.

The Painted Skin Demon can transform into a thousand things by itself, and can see through many illusions with a pair of eyes. When she glanced up just now, Shen Zhixian knew that her simple illusion had been seen through.

Tao Hua'er was still talking non-stop, Shen Zhixian pinched the center of his brows with a headache, and said helplessly: "Okay, stop talking, my little apprentice is going to be angry."

The cold air from the little hedgehog next to him was about to freeze him, and the thorns all over his body stood up quietly, and the painted skin demon continued to talk, Shen Zhixian had no doubt that she would be pierced all over by the little hedgehog.

The Painted Skin Demon looked at him, and then at Yan Jin, stopped the topic with unsatisfactory intentions, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since we saw each other, so it's time to catch up. Mr. Sui and this..." She paused .

Shen Zhixian only said the word "Yan" and didn't speak. The painted skin demon blinked his tender eyes, and said kindly: "Mr. Sui and Mr. Yan, let's go into the room and talk about it."

Shen Zhixian went back to the room helplessly, sat back in his original position, picked up the folding fan that had been dropped before, and held it in his hand to play with.

This time Yan Jin sat next to him, with one arm around his waist, silently declaring her sovereignty.

Tao Hua'er poured wine for them in a familiar and graceful manner.

Shen Zhixian moved closer to Yan Jin's ear, and whispered: "The Painted Skin Demon can change thousands of appearances, and is the best at imitating. If you are curious, you can encourage her to change for you."

Although he lowered his voice, Shen Zhixian wasn't too wary of the painted skin monster opposite. After all, monsters are different from ordinary people in hearing and eyesight, so how could they not hear him whispering.

Tao Hua'er heard it as expected, she put down the jug, caressed her face with delicate hands, and said with a faint smile: "Which one do you like, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Jin looked down at the wine cup, but said nothing.

Tao Hua'er didn't mind his indifference, she stood up, opened the door and called for someone to bring pens, inks, papers and inkstones, spread them on the table, studied ink and painted with ease.

She drew very quickly, she tapped the ink and pen quickly, and finished the painting in a short time.Putting down her pen, she picked up a piece of paper that was almost as human.

Shen Zhixian glanced at it, and only vaguely saw that it was a beauty in full costume, but was obscured by the mist summoned by the Painted Skin Demon raising his hand.

Painted skin demons change their appearances, just like ordinary people change their clothes, so naturally they have to cover one or two.

After a while, the mist dissipated, and the delicate and pitiful peach blossom disappeared, replaced by a graceful and rich beauty in all her costumes.

There is a peony flower between her brows, and there is a decent and dignified smile on her lips, full of dignity, and the beauty in full attire salutes, dignifiedly said: "Peony has seen the two young masters. This appearance can still catch the eyes of the two young masters." ?”

Shen Zhixian took a sip of wine with a smile, Yan Jin glanced at her expressionlessly, unmoved.

Seeing that the two didn't respond, the Painted Skin Demon rolled his eyes and spread out a new sheet of paper.

There are tens of thousands of beauties, and as long as the painted skin monster has a pen and paper, it can imitate and change thousands of faces and postures.

She picked up the pen and ink, and after a while, she changed four or five beautiful faces with different styles, and each face corresponded to a flower name.

Shen Zhixian still smiled and sipped the wine slowly, Yan Jin simply stopped looking at her and concentrated on pouring the wine for Shen Zhixian.When Shen Zhixian's wine cup was empty, Yan Jin poured another cup for him.

Painted Skin Demon: "..."

Year-old son Bai has a good appearance, but he has a heart of stone. She knew about it many years ago, but she never expected that his apprentice and he are also of the same virtue.

Life is boring, and it is worthy of being a master and apprentice in the same line.

She frowned, pondered for a moment, and picked up the pen again.

This time, it was a beauty with red makeup in a crimson dress, her peach blossom eyes were full of charm, and her gestures were full of charm.

The beauty in scarlet clothes caressed her face to confirm that it was changed properly, she curled her lips and looked over with a light smile, so that people would not take their eyes off when they saw it.

Her voice seemed to be wrapped in honey, and there was poison hidden in the honey, so that one would melt into her softness unconsciously, be fascinated by her, even if it was death.

She looked at Yan Jin with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said seductively: "Mr. Yan is so boring. Although my face is not the best in the world, it is also considered stunning. Mr. Yan is so cold-hearted and cold-hearted. Will you take a look at me?"

Painted Skin Demon has only met two people who are so incomprehensible over the years, Yan Jin is the second, and the previous one is Juvenile Suijian.

The Painted Skin Demon thought about it for a while, and felt that maybe it was because Yan Jin didn't understand Fengyue and hadn't enlightened yet. If Yan Jin had enlightened and understood the joy in it, maybe...

She moved slightly with lotus steps, walked over with her skirt in her hand, and leaned closer to Yan Jin: "Although my boat is not as lively as the other side, it is still a place of love and moon, and some things are quite interesting. Mr. Yan, you should take a look at it." Give it a try?"

She flicked her wrist, and a stack of thin booklets appeared in her hands out of thin air. With another shake, the thin booklet opened a page, and the things painted on it scattered light and floated in mid-air, gradually miraculously moving Images, faint and subtle sounds came.

Yan Jin finally reacted, he looked at those images with some doubts, but just as he saw the appearance of those villains clearly, Shen Zhixian poured a glass of sake over and scattered all the images.

"...don't bring my apprentice down. Ah Jin, don't look at these messy things."

The Painted Skin Demon let out a "huh": "Young Master Sui saw a lot back then, why are you..."

"I..." As soon as Shen Zhixian opened his mouth, Yan Jin turned his head to look at him with clear eyes.

Shen Zhixian's denial blurted out like flowing water: "I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense—"

The Painted Skin Demon covered her lips and smiled lightly, her eyes flickered, as if she was grabbing Shen Zhixian's braid. The more Shen Zhixian cared, the more she used these words to amuse Yan Jin.

She has been through the wind and moon for a long time, and has seen all kinds of people in the world with her eyes. It doesn't matter how high the cultivation base of Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin is. You can see through it at a glance.

The painted skin demon kept leaning towards Yan Jin, Shen Zhixian frowned seeing her turbulent waves, raised his hand to protect Yan Jin from the painted skin demon, after several times, he finally couldn't take it anymore, and untied Yan Jin's long sword He patted on the case table, and said coldly: "If you continue Meng Lang, I will draw my sword."

The beauty in scarlet clothes stopped for a moment on the long sword, then stepped back calmly, and gracefully sat back in her original position.

A good demon is one who understands current affairs, she is just a weak painted skin demon, except that she is better at changing her appearance, in terms of combat power... she should stay away from these violent swordsmen who threaten to draw their swords every now and then.

Seeing that she finally sat far away, Shen Zhixian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that had unconsciously grabbed Yan Jin's sleeve, and sat up a little bit straighter: "Although this place is considered prosperous, it is not as good as that place back then. Why did you come here?"

The painted skin demon smiled and said: "The demon is old and can't be lively anymore, find a small place to raise her old age... and save yourself from provoking things that shouldn't be provoked."

Shen Zhixian's heart skipped a beat. The things that shouldn't be provoked definitely do not refer to ordinary humans. Although the Painted Skin Monster is a monster with weak combat power among monsters, it is not so weak that even humans can't deal with it.

He asked casually, and the Painted Skin Demon didn't hide anything: "Shortly after you left, an envoy from the Immortal City came to persuade me to leave and let me enter the Undead City..."

Her smile faded a bit, with a hint of sarcasm: "What is the undead city, I don't want to go in it..."

——The Undead City.

Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin stared at her quickly, and stared at her for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Just as Shen Zhixian was about to say something, there was a sudden commotion outside, with the sound of jade pots and porcelain cups being smashed, and the faint sound of quarreling.

Painted Skin Demon frowned slightly, didn't continue talking, got up and said "Excuse me", then pushed the door and left.

As soon as the door was opened, the noise became clearer. Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin looked at each other and followed them out.

I don't know which son-in-law's wife, with two maids and four servants, went on the boat to find the prodigal son who wandered in the flowers and refused to return home.

The dignified lady folded her hands gracefully in front of her, and calmly looked directly at the embarrassed man in front of her: "My husband has been here for several days, should I go home?"

"What are you doing here again!" She questioned a man who looked quite elegant and handsome, standing up from a pile of jade porcelain shards in embarrassment at this time, and said angrily: "Okay, what are you doing here again?" !"

He ignored his wife, and first apologized to the startled Huafang girl next to him: "I will double the compensation for these damaged items later..."

The girl Huafang looked at him with her wonderful eyes, then at the noble lady who was watching all this with cold eyes, she smiled slightly, did not speak, picked up her pipa, and walked away deftly.

There was a lot of commotion, and the singing and dancing on the stage also stopped, and the dancers stepped off the stage with their skirts lifted, soothing the other disturbed guests with soft voices.

Being stared at by all kinds of eyes, the man felt his face was burning, and he said angrily: "I just come here to enjoy the singing and dancing and have a few drinks, and you come here again and again to make me feel ashamed? "

His tone was hateful, but the lady's expression was calm, she raised her hand and stroked her sleeve, her tone was flat: "My husband has been wandering here for several days, and since I am your wife, it is not normal for me to come to look for you? "

The two of them talked one by one, and seeing that they didn't intend to fight, the Painted Skin Demon was not in a hurry to go down, so he leaned on the railing and watched, and suddenly exclaimed: "People from the Immortal City?"

After hearing this word twice in a short period of time, Shen Zhixian walked to the railing, lowered his head, and took a panoramic view of everything below: "Who?"

This is not a secret that can't be told, the Painted Skin Demon answered quickly: "That lady—see it? Her wrist."

Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin stared intently at the half of the wrist that was exposed when the noble lady stroked her sleeve just now. With their eyesight, they could just see the mark on that wrist.

It was a small moon-white flower with layers of buds half-closed, not yet in full bloom.Shen Zhixian had never seen this kind of flower before, and couldn't name it, but instinctively felt that if it bloomed, it must be beautiful.

"What kind of flower is that?" Shen Zhixian asked in a low voice.

"It is said that there is a sea of ​​flowers outside the Immortal City. Those flowers bloom only on full moon nights. When they are in full bloom, they are like moonlight all over the ground, making people forget to return when they see them—" The Painted Skin Demon said slowly, "The flowers are called Wanggui. Anyone who enters the undead city will receive this seal."

Shen Zhixian had never heard of the Undead City before, and it was the first time he heard Wangguihua, but he didn't react much, but Yan Jin next to him was taken aback, and subconsciously repeated: "Wanggui?"

Shen Zhixian turned his head to look at him: "A Jin?"

There seems to be some memory struggling to emerge in the back of my mind, and a blurry picture flashes by, fleeting and unable to capture.Yan Jin shook her head: "Never."

Shen Zhixian didn't pay too much attention to his reaction, he was thinking carefully, he didn't know what the Undead City was, but it was rare that the Painted Skin Demon seemed to know a lot about it...

He was thinking about how to get more words from the Painted Skin Demon, when suddenly there was a sound of astonishment, Shen Zhixian subconsciously looked over, but saw the lady looked around, then went straight to the second floor.

"...Since this is the case, then I think my husband doesn't mind if I invite some guests back to the house."

She walked up to Shen Zhixian and the two of them, and bowed to them gently and politely: "I hit it off with the two young masters immediately, I wonder if I can invite the two young masters back home for a drink or two?"

There was an uproar all around. Although this dynasty is relatively open and does not restrict women as much as the previous dynasty, but it is so open to invite men back to the house in the land of fireworks...

The Painted Skin Demon took a step back, raised its brows, and assumed the posture of watching a play.

Yan Jin, who was one of the invitees, cast a cold glance at Mrs. Madam, and was about to refuse.

However, Shen Zhixian gathered himself together, the budding Wanggui flower flashed past in front of his eyes, at the very moment, he took a step forward, calmly pressed Yan Jin's hand, and stopped Yan Jin from wanting to refuse Then, he smiled and said, "It's a great honor to be invited by a beautiful woman. Naturally, we should obey orders rather than respect them."

The author has something to say: Ah, long time no see!There will be another update tomorrow after changing the list, it should be in the afternoon, the time is uncertain.

I originally wanted to update it directly, but the second half... afraid of being locked (confused jpg)

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