Queen Flower

Wen Daolin stood beside a tree by the lake, holding a strand of cloth tightly in his hand. The strip of cloth fell in the grass beside the tree, and he found it after a long search after dawn.

No doubt, he is too familiar with this white cloth. Isn't all the clothes of the master and the disciple made of this cloth?

Not to mention so familiar feeling, so familiar smell.

Wen Daolin always believed that his apprentice had a mysterious past, and he always knew that she had her own little secret. Everyone has secrets, just like themselves.

But despite this, he was still a little uncomfortable, why couldn't he tell him, why should he hide it from him, was it because of distrust?

But why, he doesn't insist, as long as he goes deep, the lie will soon be exposed. Is it because I feel that once the veil of mystery is lifted, everything I have now will be lost, and I will be alone again.

It is only now that I realize that the feeling of being alone in the past is so unbearable.

Jiang Lan found that Wen Daolin was a little strange. When she was looking for Lingzhi, occasionally she would turn around and find him staring blankly at her, and when she looked over, he would look away as if nothing had happened.

Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I will see him lying not far from me, staring at me with open eyes. But although he remained silent, he never asked about what happened that night.

The never-before-seen alienation between the master and the apprentice was between the two of them, making Jiang Lan uncomfortable but helpless.

But Jiang Lan thought that this matter will eventually pass, and their relationship will be the same as usual.

But what made Jiang Lan more uneasy was not Wen Daolin's strange behavior, but his own strange transformation.

At that time, it changed back and it changed back, and I didn't think much about it. But after Wen Daolin's baptism of eyes many times, Jiang Lan suddenly realized that if he suddenly transforms into nakedness under the eyes of his master or, more terrifyingly, in front of everyone's eyes, the consequences will not only be seen by others, but may also be taken as Burned to death as a monster.

Jiang Lan is worried now. She is not sure if there are monsters and Taoists in this world. She wants to tell Wen Daolin, but every time she hesitates, what should I say? Where to start? That doesn't make sense.

Jiang Lan has no intention of looking for Ganoderma lucidum anymore. Who knows whether Ganoderma lucidum can be detoxified or not. Now there are more difficult things.

She was restless and no longer in the mood to observe Wen Daolin's reaction, so many days passed.

In the middle of the night, the sky was dark, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, and only a few stars twinkled.

Jiang Lan suddenly woke up. She felt very depressed and uncomfortable, but there was something excited in her blood.

She stood up, a feeling of deja vu swept over her, and she immediately ran into the depths of the woods.

The moon poked its head out of the clouds, and the silver light swept through the vines and swept the earth.

The sound of clothes being torn came, Jiang Lan resisted the piercing pain, looked at the naked and slender arms, and quickly completed the transformation.

She was like a balloon that suddenly inflated, tearing her clothes to shreds in an instant.

Jiang Lan wanted to cry but had no tears. If it goes on like this, her clothes will run out sooner or later, and she will run naked by then.

She squatted down and hugged her body into a ball. The master was outside, and she couldn't go out to find clothes. Did she have to wait so naked until she changed back again. But even if he changed back, he was still naked.

Just in the middle of a dilemma, something was thrown from a distance and fell at her feet.

Jiang Lan looked down and saw that it was a white robe.

Master, Jiang Lan felt warm, picked up the robe and quickly put it on. Wen Daolin didn't look very tall, but his clothes were too big on Jiang Lan, and they were loose and dragged to the ground. She pulled a cane to tie the clothes roughly around her waist, and then pulled the clothes up as much as possible, from the Pull it out of the bar and expose your feet, so as not to stumble and die when you walk.

She rolled up her sleeves, tucked her long hair up to her hips slightly on her chest, and shuffled out, feeling like a prisoner being executed.

Wen Daolin stood upright with his back to the woods.

Jiang Lan stood behind him nervously, and called out a little timidly, "Master."

Wen Daolin turned around and looked at her in silence. Seeing the little apprentice standing in front of him with his head lowered, his blue silk was like a waterfall in front of his chest, revealing the slender back of his neck. He was dressed in a nondescript robe, with rattan around his waist. The bundle is so tight that it is as thin as a willow.

Beautiful petite feet are exposed outside the robe, one foot is slightly stepping on the instep of the other, and the pink and white toes are curled and twisted.

Wen Daolin felt a little dry mouth, when did the weather become so hot. He was very uncomfortable, and something was racing through his head, making his ears start to turn red. The air was so dull that he suffocated, he turned his head quickly, looked at the dark woods, and calmed down all his actions.

Jiang Lan listened to the master being silent for a long time, and couldn't help raising his head to look at him, "Master, I'm not a goblin."

A small hand protruded from the sleeve, revealing a forearm that was as smooth as lotus root. A few beautiful and slender fingers gently grabbed his sleeves, just like when he first came here, he was always disgraced in the back mountain, and he was flattering and showing weakness.

I know you are not a fairy, but you are more fairy than a fairy, Wen Daolin said in his heart.

"Alas." He sighed helplessly, "Come here and speak slowly."

The two came to the resting place one after the other and sat down.

Jiang Lan saw Wen Daolin's eyes fixed on him, but the truth was like interrogating the prisoner.

"Don't try to lie." Wen Daolin looked at her cautiously, and said angrily, "You change so much, so that the teacher can cover up the past, if it is seen by others?"

"I really don't know what's going on. I suddenly became bigger, but I don't know what's going on, and maybe it will change back later." It's really unfair to say that, if you can put it back and forth freely, you can still make you Discover.

"Leave that aside, how old are you?"

"I'm 30 and a half years old this year." Jiang Lan got angry and told the truth.

"Nonsense." Wen Daolin flicked his sleeves, angry.

Look, honestly don't believe it. Jiang Lan pouted, "I'm probably 16 years old this year, I can't remember exactly." In fact, she didn't know how old this body should be. According to Xiaoxi, the age of each part of the body is different. best age.

Wen Daolin looked at her and nodded, "It's almost the same."

Jiang Lan was instantly happy. After a long time, he still believed the lie, so we're welcome.

"What happened back then?" Wen Daolin raised the question from two years ago.

"I really don't remember what happened back then. I just have some vague memories. It seems that someone forcibly poured some potion. I always thought I was dead, but then I woke up and lay on the side of the road. I really don't remember the past." Jiang Lan said truthfully, it was true that Xiaoxi drank the fairy water, and the memory loss can only be resisted to the end, otherwise it will be too involved to explain.

"I must have been killed by someone, for some purpose." Jiang Lan looked like a victim.

"I think so too, that's why I asked you to practice martial arts to protect yourself." Wen Daolin accepted this explanation, it doesn't matter if she lost her memory or not, and he didn't want her to leave in his heart.