It’s Not Easy Being a Master

For the first time, Shen Zhixian felt so deeply that Yan Jin was full of small secrets.

He can be sure that since he wore the book, he has never set a ban on Yan Jin, and in the memory of the original body, he did not remember the existence of such a ban.

Shen Zhixian was silent, and a ridiculous idea popped up quietly—he and Yan Jin, maybe they did n’t know him only a few years ago.

Longer and longer ago, in those vague memories, they ... No, maybe it should be the original body, they have already met Yan Jin, and maybe they have some intersection.

Shen Zhixian felt a choke in her heart, and suddenly felt very unpleasant.

He couldn't help but remember the "very good person" Yan Jin once mentioned.

Shen Zhixuan is not a person who likes to indulge in the past, nor does he like to trace the past of others, so he has been persuading himself not to be too entangled with the old things about Yan Jin. Yan Jin has had a difficult time, and he will treat him well in the future. Some, make him happy.

But now, Shen Zhixian felt that a small thorn in his heart was sneaking up and made him a little uncomfortable.

Shen Zhixian felt that he might be a bit jealous. Soon after he and Yan Jin formally established a relationship, he finally tasted the taste of vinegar, sour, and a few lemons in it.

Because it was so serious that it exploded, there was a smell of peculiar smell that was unique to the monster, and it was disgusting for a long time. Shen Zhixian retreated slightly, pretending to be relaxed: "It's too stinky here, let's change places."

Yan Jin whispered well.

The two did not deliberately find a way, so they randomly chose a direction to walk, walked for a while, and reached a short hillside.

Shen Zhixian simply sat cross-legged at the highest point: "Just here."

Tonight is nice, the moon is bright, the stars are twinkling, and a small clump of dwarf hills looks like little stars, shaking in the breeze.

Yan Jin sat down beside Shen Zhixian, silent.

Shen Zhixian said: "Actually, I wanted to sit by the cliff like this when I was in Qingyunzong." He smiled gently and said calmly: "Unfortunately, I looked at the bottomless cliff and was afraid to cry. You see, afraid of losing the majesty of the Master. "

Yan Jin pursed her lips. In fact, in the past few years, as the only disciple who can freely go in and out of Shen Zhixuan, he has long been accustomed to Shen Zhixian's various laziness. Things like majesty have long been ...

He didn't dare to tell the truth, and only said, "If Master wants it, later ..."

I will be with you later when I return to Qingyunzong.

He paused, not speaking out the second half, and was a little bitter and kind in his heart.

In the future ... Will there be a future?

Seeing Yan Jin didn't even cry when she was old, as if the name was to be afraid of what he remembered. Shen Zhixian blinked, only when she didn't hear the anxiety of Yan Jin, and took the next sentence casually: "Okay, stay with me later."

Yan Jin's eyes were slightly shiny, her back could not help but straighten up a bit.

Shen Zhixian bowed his head slightly, looked at the little flower, and asked softly, "Have we met before coming to Qing Yunzong?"

There was a terrible silence in the air. After a short while, Yan Jin said, "Yes."

He paused and looked at Shen Zhixuan: "Master can't remember, right?"

Although it was a question, his tone was very firm. Shen Zhixian was a little stunned in his heart, and he had to make a calm look on his face, and said lightly, "I probably don't remember the things before the heart disease."

Even if I remember, it wasn't him, too ... Shen Zhixian made a silent addition in his heart.

and many more--

Shen Zhixian suddenly remembered one thing. When she was going out to practice, she used the name of "Sui Jian", and Yan Jin seemed to know a person named "Sui Jian" ...

Since Yan Jin said that the two of them have met before, is it possible that the old age Yan Jin knew is the original body?

All sorts of thoughts are going around, messy. Shen Zhixian signaled Yan Jin to continue.

Yan Jin settled down and continued: "At that time, I was young, thin, and often bullied ..."

Yan Jin was born in a small village. His childhood was really tormented. Since his memory, he has been cast aside by thousands of people. The ignorant Xiao Yan Jin's disgusting words from others In China, he vaguely knew why he was being rejected.

When he was born, his parents died. The mother died of dystocia, and the father slipped and drowned in the lake when he went to fetch water. Later, I do n’t know who gave him a life. He said that he was a **** in life and wanted to kill everyone around him. of.

Later, he was kicked out of the village and bumped around. Due to malnutrition, he was too thin and was bullied everywhere he went. Until then, he was taken away by the old men who passed by.

He talked lightly and skipped many things, but Shen Zhixian could guess how hard he was then, and patted the back of his hand comfortably.

"... Later, when passing by a town, something happened, and the people were very hostile to me. At that time, the Master had no way but to take me away. Then we went away."

He stopped talking, his thoughts drifted uncontrollably.

There were two kids fighting in that town, and they fought fiercely. One of them was fat and careless and accidentally pushed the other down. The kid's head was on the side of a small step by the road, and his blood burst into tears. .

In the corner of the alley, they were a dead end. No one was passing by. The child who was overthrowing saw the blood on the ground and panicked. He couldn't return to the spot for a long time on the spot. When the cry was weak, he panicked. Run out to find adults.

When the adults arrived, the fallen child was already out of breath more than the intake of air, breathed a breath, could not say anything, sent to the hospital for a quarter of an hour, and died.

His father and mother were angry and anxious, and they asked who did it, and the pushing child couldn't admit it, stammered for a while, and suddenly pointed at the other noodle shop in the noodle shop opposite the medical hall, which was eating noodles. A child: "It's him! It's the two of them fighting!"

Xiao Yan Jin, who was inexplicably stuck, swallowed the noodles blankly, looked at it inexplicably, and saw the child pointing directly at him, insisting: "It's him! He's a child from outside! It's his harm Dahong is dead! "

Dahong is the dead child.

The eyes of everyone gathered on Xiao Yanjin for a moment, full of hostility.

This small town is a very small and remote town. Each family has its own circle of land outside the town. It is self-sufficient, rarely travels far away, and usually there are few outsiders passing by. The overly closed environment allows people in the town. They are more obscure, and once something happens, they will be very exclusive.

At this moment, listening to the swearing-in recognition of the children in his own town, and watching Yan Jin face to face, the people didn't distinguish anything, so they came around and looked at them with embarrassment.

Dahong's father is a big man, and he will come to grab Xiao Yanjin as soon as he pulls his sleeves.

At the age of age, his face was slightly heavier, and the chopsticks turned one by one, deftly separating the man's hand, shaking him back a few steps: "Only by his words, how can we consider it our fault?"

Seeing that everyone believed him, the child turned his eyes and shouted, "They are a group! They are a group! They killed Dahong together!"

Later things started to get out of hand.

No matter how old they argue, these people are turning a deaf ear. When they bite, they killed Dahong. Dahong's mother cried and shouted, "Oh my god! Our family is such a lone seedling! Life is good, it's all a disaster called by you outsiders! Once it happens, something will happen! "

A random group of people crowded towards the two, and when they saw it, they simply gave up the argument, leaving Xiao Yanjin out of the way without saying a word.

They didn't speak, and everyone refused to let them go. Some people grabbed the side of the road and waved at the two, and some people threw stones at the two. It took a lot of effort to protect Xiao Yan Jin in her arms and then get out of the town.

Xiao Yanjin was firmly guarded by Sui Jian, and she was not hurt at all. He heard a few sounds of flat shoulders hitting Sui Jian. He tightened the sleeves of Sui Jian, and hated it for the first time. Your weakness.

You cannot protect yourself.

Nor can you ... protect the people you value.

A thorn was buried in the bottom of his heart, taking root in the flesh, and from time to time, he was piercing his heart.

This thing seems to be the beginning, and then they are not smooth all the way, always encounter various accidents, and some are quite tricky.

Seen several years ago to protect Xiao Yan Jin, she was almost injured.

Xiao Yanjin was silent when she remembered that the villagers had said that she was evil in life.

He is unwilling to admit that this is his life, but it is undeniable that he is now a drag on old age.

Xiao Yanjin was pained and suffering, and the better she saw him, the more uncomfortable he was. Until later, she experienced those things again ...

"Ajin? Ajin?"

Shen Zhixuan's soft voice dragged him out of his memories, Yan Jin suddenly looked back, and said aloud, "Master."

Shen Zhixuan's words came with a deep apology: "I'm sorry, these things ... I really can't remember."

Even if you remember, that was the original thing, and it had nothing to do with him. The good for Yan Jin is the original body, and Yan Jinyu reads the original body too. He is just an outsider who accidentally broke into the world for unknown reasons, occupying this body, replacing many of these identities.

He shouldn't hide Yan Jin's words, but these words are hard to tell and can't speak.

Yan Jin whispered: "It doesn't matter, I remember just fine."

Shen Zhixian sighed silently.

That night, the two sat for a long time and talked a lot.

Although Shen Zhixuan is feeling more and more mysterious. He still didn't know how Yan Jin's prohibition came. He asked, but Yan Jin shook his head blankly-Yan Jin had just learned about the prohibition.

Shen Zhixian asked vaguely, "If I'm completely different from before, would you regret it?"

Yan Jin stared at him, shaking his head slowly but firmly.

Shen Zhixuan was in a mixed mood.

He suddenly wanted to ignore everything, he wanted to find the immortal city immediately, find the soul-tracking grass, merge the scales, and completely heal the heart disease, to see if he could restore the previous memory, so that he knew whether the original body was originally What kind of person, how can I call Yan Jinniannian never forget so long.

Yan Jin ’s thoughts coincided with him. He has n’t been called since last night. Only a sip of a master, his attitude suddenly became very firm: “Master, let ’s go to the immortal city first, OK? . "

Listening to it is a questioning question that can be spoken by Yan Jin, but with a little bit of strength: "Master's heart disease can't be dragged on for too long."

"80% of the people behind Yan Shen, in addition to Song Zheng, I think he may have colluded with other monsters ... Do you still remember the magic repair that had been found by Yan Shen at the trial of the sword? Also this time, Yan I'm sure something happened ... "

"Master," Yan Jin interrupted him, staring at him.

Shen Zhixian tried to analyze with him: "But I don't think it's too long for you ..."

In the modern world, on the Internet, Shen Zhixian has seen too many and too many rumors that are typical examples of tigers. A false word was spread by countless people and became "truth." In the end, no one will No matter what the truth is, only Yun Yiyun follows the crowd.

Although he wanted to know the truth urgently, he didn't want to let Yan Jin end in this end. Yan Shen had already faced Yan Jin's face and provoked several small gates. Although these small gates did not seem to be a problem, but Get together again ...

"Yan Shen is dead.

"Those small gates can't find us and they will definitely go to Qingyunzong. Song Yan did this big move and borrowed you to force me to appear, for fear of making up his mind to tear his face, and I don't know what else he would do It's coming. "

After thinking about it, Song Yan and Yan Jin should have no direct interest. The only possibility is that after Song Yan found that Shen Zhixian was missing, it was not easy to send a chase to find someone. He could only use Yan Jin's reason to force Shen Zhixuan. appear.

"Song Zongzhu acts timid." Yan Jin directly said, "He is in the Ming, Master is in the dark, and Master does not appear. He will not do anything-even if he wants to go back to Qing Yunzong, Master has to be careful. It's foolproof when the disease is solved. "

Shen Zhixian: "..."

Seems very reasonable.

Shen Zhixian couldn't refute it anymore. In the end, the two forcibly reached a consensus. For the time being, they let go of Qiong Yumen and waited for something, and went to find the immortal city first.

Shen Zhixian guessed right. After Qiong Yumen was dead, and he could not find the culprit, he immediately and arrogantly led a crowd to Qingyunzong, but this is all a story, not to mention.

The previous flying fish mount was already dead, and the two bought a new mount after arriving in a new town.

This town is not large and there are not many types of mounts. Except for cranes, there are only civets and pegasus.

Shen Zhixian stared at the fluffy civet, remembering that Duan Mao had said that the civet's hair was very rubbing, and when he moved, he clapped: "I want a civet."

Yan Jin chose Pegasus.

Poor student Yan Jin is still shy in her pocket, Shen Zhixian paid, and she slipped her small wallet into Yan Jin's arms: "Going out without a little pocket money."

The two mounted their respective mounts and resumed their journey. Previously, the Painted Demon mentioned something inconclusively, saying that the immortal city seemed to be in the north, so they planned to go all the way north.

Soon after they left, the shop that sold the mount ushered in a sweaty bald head monk.

The monk squeezed a half of his head with one hand, panting and humming, and patted it on the counter with one hand, taking a deep breath: "You have, cough, have you seen one, probably, look like this ... ... well, there's another, like this ... "

He gestured. "Have you seen these two men?"

The boss was dizzy by his gestures, and only a moment later he responded, hesitating: "It seems that there are two people who are very similar to you, bought a mount and left."

"What mount did you buy? How long have they been away?"

The boss answered quickly this time: "A cat, a horse, walk half an hour."

The bald-headed monk suddenly suffered a bitter face, and waved his hands weakly: "Spirit cat Pegasus ... I have to break my leg to catch up ... Okay, thank you."

The boss enthusiastically recommended: "Is it a chase? Or should you buy a mount?"

The monk crammed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth, chewed it, and sighed vaguely: "The monk is poor and has no money! I can only afford a few buns!"

He went out with a long sigh, looked around for a while, and bought a lot of steamed buns in a snack shop.

The fresh big steamed bun exudes endless temptation. The bald monk looked at the pile of hill-shaped steamed buns, swallowed, swallowed one, and seemed to want to bite.

But he held back, tangled for a long time, and finally sighed in sorrow, put down his hoe, packed all his hands and feet sharply, and ran on his back.

However, it is said that Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin have started the driving mode. It is said that there is a moon-white forget-me-not flower outside the immortal city. If you find it, it will not be far away.

The two had excellent eyesight, flying all the way, watching the neighborhood carefully all the way.

However, after flying for two days, Shen Zhixuan softly changed his mount with Yan Jin.

The fluff of a civet cat is very comfortable to rub ... but it is too easy to lose hair!

As soon as Shen Zhixian sat on the civet, she couldn't help rubbing it. As soon as she rubbed it, she lost her hair. When she lost her hair, Shen Zhixian wanted to sneeze.

So two days later, when Shen Jinxian was about to step on Pegasus, Shen Zhixian grabbed his sleeve and said sincerely, "Ajin, you have n’t even sat on a civet yet? It ’s fun, let ’s try another mount test."

Yan Jin glanced at him, silently changed place with him, turned over and sat on the back of the cat.

Shen Zhixian got on the Pegasus with satisfaction and rubbed Pegasus's head-very well, no hair loss.

He greeted Pegasus happily, leaning his head to look at Yan Jin.

The fluffy civet looks adorable, and sitting with Yan Jin, whose face is cold and expressionless, looks ... quite interesting.

He strangled hard not to laugh in front of Yan Jin, turned his head back, and smiled, "Let's go."

Shen Zhixian, who had changed her mount, was very happy on the day, looking around and not letting go of any corner.

This flight arrived in the evening, and the night came quietly.

Shen Zhixian was about to find a place to rest, but in a blink of an eye was attracted by a large moon-white flower not far away.

"Ajin." He patted the Pegasus, motioned it to slow down, his eyes tightly looking at the moonlight flowers: "Look at what's growing over there ... like Yang Zhoucheng's little thrush bird Flowers on your wrist? "

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