Three Times Reincarnation

I crossed my legs and sat on the bamboo bed. Just as I was about to meditate, I suddenly heard a man's deep voice from somewhere in the room. "Little Devil Fish." When he opened his eyes, what entered his vision was the rolling red dress that was like fire, and the pair of black eyes that had an unruly smile on them.

When I saw it, I suddenly felt speechless and could only force a smile. "Hehe, so it's Fellow Daoist Yan Jing."

Yan Jing took care of himself as he changed a chair and sat down in front of me. He crossed his legs and had a graceful posture. Unfortunately, it was all ruined by the arrogant smile on his face. His slender fingers tapped lightly in the air. This originally small and dilapidated thatched cottage of mine immediately expanded to more than five to six times its original size.

The floor of the room was covered with a thick carpet woven from an unknown thread, and as the light flowed, it would occasionally give off a faint silver glow; the flimsy paper windows were gone, replaced by two dark wooden windows inlaid with smooth ivory satin embroidered with lifelike patterns of hundreds of birds and phoenixes; and near the bed, there was a jade makeup table, on which lay a variety of bright jewelry, elegant hairpins, exquisite steps, and even more pigeon egg-sized jewellery rings.

I looked up and down from left to right, feeling somewhat speechless. Then, I got off the bamboo bed and walked outside. However, I was caught by Yan Jing, who was sitting upright. His strength was extremely great, as if he wanted to break my little bone, and the wrist he was holding felt a scorching pain.

"What is it? that are not to the liking of the Little Fish monster? " Although the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes revealed traces of displeasure.

I felt that I could not afford to offend this Taoist of unknown origins, so I smiled apologetically and said, "No way, it's just that the room has become a little too bright and my eyes can't take it anymore. I thought it might be better to go out for a while before I enter."

When Yan Jing heard this, the smile on his face grew even wider, and the strength of his hands became weaker. He lazily waved his hand as he looked at Yan Jing with a hint of "I understand now" in his eyes. All of the furniture suddenly turned into jade and began to emit a cold light.

"How about this?"

I was too lazy to look at it anymore, so I just nodded my head and said, "Very good, very good."

Yan Jing stood up with a smile. "That's good."

Good my ass!

It was all thanks to my little fish demon's good temper that he came to my house and pointed fingers at the chaos and change that he didn't care about. Although he thought like this in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on the surface. He could only pout his lips and let out a dry laugh. "I don't know why Fellow Daoist Yan Jing has come uninvited?"

"To see you."

Before I could finish my words, the scenery in front of me blurred. Yan Jing's face suddenly expanded in front of me. A glimmer could be seen in his black eyes as the corners of his mouth curled up. He looked slightly sinister, like a flower in the dark night.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "If you look closely at it, the little fish demon's complexion will …" "It seems to be pretty good."

I only felt a warm breath brush against my face from time to time, causing my heart to feel numb. I felt very uncomfortable, so I quietly took a small step to the side and replied while cupping my hands: "Thank you for your concern, Fellow Yan Jing."

"Sure." Yan Jing didn't move an inch, but he stretched out his arm and placed it accurately on my waist. With a little more force, I could only obediently lean against his chest, not daring to move an inch.

"Since you know that I'm worried about you, then shouldn't that Little Devil Fish have some sort of reaction?"

Expression? I was silent for a moment before I let out a sigh in my heart. This Fellow Daoist's skin is getting thicker and thicker. Then, I smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you're right. I have something to taste. Why don't you give it a try?"

"Oh?" Yan Jing raised his brows slightly. With a faint smile on his face, he said, "Since the Little Fish-Demon has said so, we should at least take a look at it."

I took out a dark red fruit that a grey rabbit attendant would deliver every morning and passed it to him. "Fellow Taoist Yan Jing, this way please."

In the days that followed, my little bamboo grove became quiet for a long time.

Not to mention that Yan Jing had left with a green face without even eating a fruit, and that his cheap master, His Highness the Dragon Emperor, had somehow appeared. Even Jing Yao, who had solemnly vowed to look for me to discuss some important matters, had completely disappeared.

Thus, I ate and slept, and trained for a while. My life was very leisurely. Even the occasionally noisy Little Black didn't seem so boring to me.

That afternoon, the sky was getting dark. Bunny had gone somewhere and left Blacky to guard the door. This spirit pet could not sit still. Not long after, it flew to the bamboo bed by the pond and began calling out loudly.

"Master!" "Master!"

"What is it?" I picked up the book. Without opening my eyes, I turned it lazily and asked vaguely.

"Master, this pet suddenly thought of a very important matter!"

"Mm, tell me about it."

"Master, I've heard that the treasure of Mount Kunlun is a Earth Spirit. Why don't we go and search for it?"

Why did this sound so familiar? Looking at Blacky's complacent expression, I frowned and said hesitantly, "Could it be that you, Blacky..." Do you know where the treasure is hidden? "

"Of course! "If I were to see immortal love, flowers, and flowers, and cars on board, how could I not know of a few places where treasures are hidden?"

It sounds interesting.

However, after some careful thought, I turned around again and lazily said with half-closed eyes, "Well, let's go when the time comes to choose a auspicious day."

"Master!" Blacky seemed to be a bit anxious. It flapped its wings and flew onto my bamboo bed. Its bean-like eyes were wide open as it opened its mouth and started babbling, "As the old saying goes, forge iron while it's hot! He had to get famous as soon as possible! "Deep feelings, a dull feeling …"

I was speechless. What kind of nonsense was this little black bird talking about?

"Master, go, go! "Hmm?"

Little Black was jumping around in front of my eyes, clearly showing that it had used all of its strength to not stop. I was getting a headache from his call, and just as I was about to agree, I heard the grey rabbit servant's voice suddenly ring out, "Master, there's a guest outside the forest."

I sat up and gave Blacky a helpless smile, caressing his smooth forehead to comfort him.

"Who is this guest?"

The greyhare servant's expression did not change but his tone was as calm as usual. "Guest, you claim to be master's master."

Master, I was a little bit conflicted. Is that the Sect Leader of Karakorum or His Highness, the Dragon Emperor?

But when he thought about it again, after staying here for hundreds of years, there was no reason for him to not recognize the Karakorum Savant. This meant that the person who came was the latter.

I tidied up my clothes and made a gesture to move out of the forest. As expected, I saw a green figure standing at the entrance. It was tall and straight, with a touch of gentleness and warmth to it.