Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Come here...help me.

He stood by the window, his steps like a bog.

He watched the person's face glowing with thin red, misty eyes seemed to contain spring water, and the ice and snow in his eyes on weekdays melted away, as if falling from the sky into red dust.

The boundless color seemed to be woven into a dense net to wrap around him. He felt his heart beat like a thunderstorm and his throat was so thirsty.

The fragrance fills the tip of the nose, as if soaked with inevitable poison.

Tempt him, get closer.

Be more presumptuous.

"...Help me." The man trembled again.

The net finally wrapped him tightly, leading him across the window sill and into the gentle warm tent.

He knelt on the snow-white damp fox fur, cautiously leaned forward, and said dumbly: "Tui'er is here to help you..."

"...Master."

-Birds cry outside the window.

Shen Shu wakes up from his dream, with a sense of tide in his quilt.

He raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, and exhaled slowly.

Three years later, he is no longer the boy who didn't understand anything at the beginning.

When he was in the book pavilion, searching for the information about the Daolu's contract, he accidentally found out a book about the double cultivation of Daolu.

…I know, it turns out that in this world, people who are close to you can not only embrace and hold hands, but also have more intimate contact.

The memory of eavesdropping in hiding by the window has become his lingering dream for so many years.

He had imagined countless times, if he opened the window, what would he see?

Will that cold person stare at him with red eyes like in a dream, and tremblingly tell him, "Help me."

Even so, Shen Shu did not dare to show any strangeness in front of that person.

I'm just afraid of making the other party a little bit bored.

Since he was born, he has been struggling to survive, and no one has taught him quick etiquette and rules.

Until I met Ye Yunlan.

The other party saved his life, taught him how to learn Chinese characters, and taught him how to use swordsmanship.

He wants to be close to each other, wants the other person to look at him alone, and wants to be with each other forever.

No matter the master or apprentice, or the Taoist companion.

He felt that everything was normal.

But he also knows that in the eyes of others, it is not normal for him to make appointments.

The apprentices have an enthusiasm towards Master, which is not in accordance with etiquette and rules. It is the following offense. Not only will they be despised by others, but they will also be ashamed of the Master.

And he, no matter what, didn't want to disappoint and shame that person.

He got up, hit a bucket of cold water next to the well, and poured it all over his head.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the heat in his body faded instantly, and ice flowers were even condensed on his eyelashes. He didn't notice anything, only to change into clean clothes, and then walked into the bamboo building next to him.

But I heard a low man's voice in the room.

"You said you are going to the Tianchi Mountain Forum. But it has been two months since the forum started. If the injuries in your body are not suppressed by me, you will probably relapse again."

"If you listen to me, don't go."

Shen Shu paused and stopped in place.

-bedroom.

The white-haired crane-cloak man leaned against the window with his sword in his arms.

He is really tall and tall, and he leaned in this way, covering most of the sunlight coming in through the window.

Ye Yunlan leaned on the bed.

Just after healed his injury, his sideburns were still sweating, but his eyebrows were very indifferent, "I am indifferent to my injury. Why should Immortal Venerable bother me."

"You are my Tianzong disciple, and I am the sect master, so naturally I am qualified to take care of you." Jun Qiyun said lightly.

Ye Yunlan said: "There are tens of thousands of disciples of the Tianzong. The lord likes to take care of nosy, and he has a lot of nosy to take care of. Why do I have to?"

He paused and continued: "It has been three years, no matter how great the cause and effect are, it should be paid off. What's more, I and Rong Ran have long been separated, and there has been no contact in the past three years, even though he had previously asked Xianzun to heal me. , It’s already innumerable. I don’t believe in Xianzun at this point."

The look of the person in front of him is full of weary.

Jun Qiyun frowned slightly.

Every time I see him, this person always looks like this. Three years have passed and he hasn't changed at all.

Obviously he is his Sovereign, and he has also saved his life.

What's more, the same sword repairer, even if this person does not want to be his apprentice, he should always have a sympathy with him.

As if he admired this person.

"In the beginning, I healed you, really for the cause and effect." Jun Qiyun said, "Now, it's just a pity."

"pity?"

"It's a pity that you are a talent for swordsmanship." Jun Qiyun's eyes passed a slight wave, and he paused, then said, "It's also a pity...you."

Although Jun Qiyun's words were spoken in a cold tone, they sounded a little strange, Ye Yunlan frowned, "What does Immortal Venerable mean?"

Jun Qi Yun did not explain any more, and turned the subject.

"If you really insist on going to the forum, I won't stop you." He threw a bottle of pill to him, "This is the all-spirit complex pill I refined. When your injury is triggered, take it. One may relieve one or two."

The pill arrived in Ye Yunlan's hands. Before he said no, he felt a breeze passing by, and the man by the window had disappeared.

Jun Qiyun left as quietly as when he came.

Transcending the mortal state of mind can move thousands of miles in a flash, such a method is normal.

Ye Yunlan leaned on the head of the bed for a while. He wanted to throw the pill bottle in his hand. After thinking for a while, he closed his eyebrows.

Wan Ling Fu Body Pill is the best healing pill, and the highest healing pill in his hand is only medium-grade. He didn't want to collect the things given by Lord Qi Yun, but Shen Shu might need it.

On the road is more dangerous than fighting.

Just in case in the end.

Healing his wounds just took a lot of effort, and just patience not to draw a sword has already consumed him a lot of effort.

Ye Yunlan only felt a little tired, and couldn't help raising his hand to rub his temples. Instead of getting up and going to the study as usual, he leaned on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

After a long time, the door was knocked suddenly.

"Master, I made you come here earlier." It was Shen Shu's voice.

Ye Yunlan: "Come in."

Shen Shu opened the door and saw the man sitting on the side of the bed, wearing a white shirt, with long black hair snaking away, only raising his eyes to look over quietly.

It seems that every time I see that lord, my master's mood becomes very calm.

Thinking of the words that had just been overheard, Shen Shu's eyes dimmed slightly.

"This is the cake I'm learning to make. Master, taste it?"

He walked a plate of lotus leaf glutinous rice cake to the bed and naturally sat down beside Ye Yunlan.

His black clothes still had some white flour noodles on him. It was only when he was making pastries, because he was left in a hurry.

Ye Yunlan barely ate food in his previous life. After he was reborn, he didn't know where Shen Shu learned so many cooking skills. He was also nurtured by his apprentice with a little taste for food.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece of lotus leaf glutinous rice cake with his slender fingers, and handed it to his lips to bite.

"Very good," he said, his frowning eyebrows softened slightly.

When Shen Shu saw this, his heart was slightly relaxed.

He had already discovered that although he looked lonely and indifferent on the outside, in fact his master liked to eat sweets.

So he also picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and put it in his mouth.

Shen Shu doesn't like sweetness.

In other words, he has no particular preference for most foods in this world.

Because his five senses are too keen.

This glutinous rice cake melted on the tip of the tongue, and it was already so sweet. He still seemed ignorant and only whispered.

"As long as the master likes it, it is the best."

-Two days later.

There are a lot of people on Ask Daopo today.

A sacred flying boat stopped on the slope. This flying boat is huge, and it looks like it can hold a lot of people. The space inside is even bigger, using the technique of Sumina mustard seeds, which is more than ten times larger than what the outside world sees.

The Lundao Conference is a grand event for the immortals, and there are many people who have gone to Tianzong this time.

Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu got on the Feizhou, handed the disciple tokens, and assigned them to a room in Feizhou.

When he got on the flying boat, he looked at him from all around. Although Ye Yunlan was used to a lot more than when he was just reborn, he still felt uncomfortable.

He really doesn't want to be conspicuous.

I couldn't help thinking about whether I should bring a power fence to cover my face a little when I went to the forum.

Suddenly, Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, looked sideways at an unusually hot sight, and saw a familiar figure.

It's Rongdan.

Three years ago, Rong Ran fell out with him, but was later punished by Jun Qiyun to think about it.

He Lanze said to him that it was Jun Qiyun who had stopped the turmoil of the past. He hadn't seen the other party for a long time, and only felt that the other party seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Turned away.

But seeing Rong Ran looking at him, slowly showing a soft smile to him, nodded at him.

Shen Shu suddenly walked a few steps next to him, seeming to block Rong Yan's too hot sight either intentionally or unintentionally.

In the past few years, Shen Shu has grown so fast that he is already as tall as him.

He is dressed in black, his black hair is tied behind his head, his face is handsome and stern, and he is already a young and outstanding sword repairman.

"Master, there are a lot of people here," Shen Shu said, "Let's enter the room. I practiced swords yesterday, but I didn't quite understand a few swordsmanship. I wanted to ask Master for advice."

Ye Yunlan retracted his mind and nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

-Feizhou, in a room.

Chen Xianyu is holding the picture book in his hand and carefully depicting, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes looking drunk, and suddenly feels the hot jade in his chest.

He hurriedly collected his pen and used the water mirror technique.

"Brother."

A figure appeared in the water mirror, and a handsome man in white clothes seemed to be standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the breeze blew his robe, and his eyes seemed to be shattered with stars.

Chen Weiyuan said gently: "Tianxuan, it has been three years. The power of the magic star has been accumulating. I want your answer to me, but it hasn't arrived."

Chen Xianyu said: "Brother, I have done my best. According to what you said, those with demonic souls like evil killings, devouring the evil spirits. I secretly set up the Jiuyin Soul Gathering Formation in Qingyun Mountain to release haunting rumors. It stands to reason that it can attract the magic star, but it has never been waiting for the person you are looking for."

He scratched his head, "I think that maybe that magic star... is not as we calculated. He was born extremely evil and likes to kill evil... Maybe, he is actually a normal person."

"The magic star was good at concealment before it was born. It is not surprising that you can't find it. It's just Tianxuan, who has been wandering for several years, and you seem to have forgotten many things in the family motto." Chen Weiyuan said, " Forget it, you are good to reflect and think, just to discuss the Dao will open, wait for you to come to Tianchi Mountain, and then test and teach you face-to-face for your brother."

Chen Xianyu was sweating and hurriedly changed the subject, "Tianji Pavilion has never participated in the Daoist meeting...Is my elder brother accompanying Senior Brother Xu to participate?"

"It's rare for Qingyue to participate with the heart, so I accompany him for the sake of my brother." Chen Weiyuan said lightly, "but this time for my brother to come to Tianchi Mountain, there are still other important things to do."

Chen Xianyu nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice.

"Right," Chen Weiyuan said suddenly, "There is one more thing."

He took out the rubbings of the Beauty Book and opened it at the same time, Chen Xianyu started to turn the pages of the original copy.

Until it stays on a page of blurred portraits.

Chen Xianyu blinked.

In the past few years, he has revised and revised this painting dozens of times, but the person is really simple and simple, and he is rarely seen once. The person is not as easy to talk as many senior sisters in the sect. He dare not speak up. Go steal the painting. Based on the impression in his mind, three years have passed, but he still hasn't been able to draw a tenth of that person's grace.

Chen Xianyu regards this painting as the most satisfying work in his life, but at this time, it is still only half-finished.

He did not expect that Chen Weiyuan would suddenly open the painting in front of him.

He watched his brother's fingertips accustomed to chess drawing on the fuzzy portrait, and asked with interest.

"who is he?"