The years I was in the human world

"What are you talking about?" The door behind him suddenly opened, and the hanging sleeves fell to the ground in layers. Lu Zhouxue leaned against the door frame with one hand holding her messy hair. Maybe it was because she just woke up, there was mist in her eyes, and she looked lazy.

Xiao Fengzhuo sat up straight, turned his head and gave him a bright smile: "Nothing, just praising you for being pretty."

Lu Zhouxue ignored his glib words and blinked. The moisture in his eyes faded a little. He was a little annoyed: "I accidentally fell asleep. What time is it?"

"It's almost the hour of Xu. If you sleep a little longer it will be dawn." Xiao Fengzhuo deliberately joked with a smile. He looked at Lu Zhouxue who was in a mess after waking up, and thought that if someone saw this state, the threshold of the Phoenix Terrace might be trampled down tomorrow.

"The hour of Xu." Lu Zhouxue's eyes were somewhat confused. He had stayed up all night for several nights in a row and was actually not fully slept. His brain was not working well. After hearing what Xiao Fengzhuo said, he did not realize that this guy was deliberately teasing him. He kept mumbling to himself, "There are still several hours left. How can it be dawn already..."

"Pfft." Xiao Fengzhuo couldn't help laughing. He dismissed Kong Que with a smile in his eyes, "Go back to the main hall and play by yourself. Your mother hasn't woken up yet."

Peacock nodded and went back to the main hall obediently. The hammock woven by Tianbai was big and soft, and she loved rolling on it the most.

After the little girl left, Xiao Fengzhuo rested his chin on his hand and looked at Lu Zhouxue, who looked like he hadn't woken up yet. He thought that this old god was quite well behaved after just waking up. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, saying with a smile, "Mother? Mianmian? Lu Zhouxue? Do you recognize me?"

Lu Zhouxue reached out and grabbed Xiao Fengzhuo's dangling hand, raised her eyes helplessly to meet the latter's smiling gaze, and said softly: "Why are you still here?"

"Mianmian, I help you feed your baby and look after your house. Are you trying to chase me away now?" Xiao Fengzhuo gently pulled his hand out of Lu Zhouxue's hand, folded his arms and leaned against the porch pillar. His expression was clearly nonchalant, but his words sounded as if he was wronged. "It's not right to cross a river and then destroy the bridge."

"Whatever you want." Lu Zhouxue had never met him before and was too lazy to argue over these trivial matters. To be precise, they had just met today. Lu Zhouxue's upbringing didn't allow him to chase someone away, but that was it. No matter how gentle and enthusiastic he was, he didn't have that kind of personality, let alone the kindness he had shown.

Lu Zhouxue went to the main hall to take a look at the peacock. The little girl was curled up in the white nest, sleeping peacefully. Thinking that nothing was wrong, he felt relieved, tucked the corner of the quilt for the little girl, and turned back to the side hall.

Xiao Fengzhuo watched Lu Zhouxue awkwardly but attentively watch the peacock, then he went back to the side hall, pulled out a piece of cloth from his sleeve and began to gesture. He had originally planned to climb over the wall and leave, but stopped when he saw this. He simply sat on the osmanthus tree to see what this snow phoenix was going to do.

Then he watched with his own eyes as Lu Zhouxue cut a piece of fine silk cloth into two human figures, which looked like the size of a peacock. Xiao Fengzhuo was sitting on the osmanthus tree and was so shocked by Lu Zhouxue's operation that he almost fell off the tree. He looked at the man who was sewing and mending silk cloth in the side hall by candlelight and even poked his finger, thinking that this man was not too sloppy in raising children, but he looked unreliable.

Xiao Fengzhuo didn't know what was so good about clothes made by a fool. By the time he reacted, he had been squatting on the tree and watching for several hours. The candles in the side hall burned out, and Lu Zhouxue fell asleep on the table again.

Xiao Fengzhuo tiptoed down from the tree and walked into the side hall. He looked at Lu Zhouxue's ten swollen fingers and didn't know what to say. He pinched his nose bridge helplessly. He couldn't understand how someone could sew clothes and then prick all ten fingers?

Although he was disgusted, he gently pulled out the clothes that Lu Zhouxue had accidentally pressed under his hand when she fell asleep. The stitching was crooked, and several places were not even sewn together. The two pieces of cloth were not cut properly and the layers were uneven. In short, a good piece of cloth was wasted.

"You don't have the diamond drill, why are you lazy about porcelain work?" Xiao Fengzhuo couldn't help but say with disdain, poking Lu Zhouxue's head with his finger. The latter was sleeping soundly and didn't wake up. Looking at the other party's defenseless appearance, he couldn't help but sigh, "You are so careless, how come you don't even have a defense?"

After sighing, the nosy Xiao Fengzhuo worked tirelessly to apply medicine to Lu Zhouxue's ten fingers, picked up the outer robe thrown on the ground and put it on him again.

He then unstitched his stitches and re-sewed them, trimmed the uneven places on the cloth, and in order to prevent Lu Zhou from continuing to show off his uncanny craftsmanship when the snow got up tomorrow, Xiao Fengzhuo even made the buttons and embroidery.

After finishing making the little peacock's clothes and seeing that it was getting light, Xiao Fengzhuo stretched himself, turned into a cat and curled up on the beam to sleep.

The next morning, Lu Zhouxue climbed up from the table in a daze. The outer robe that Xiao Fengzhuo had covered him with slid down to his waist. He stared blankly at the rather thick black robe, and then realized that it seemed to be the one Xiao Fengzhuo had worn yesterday.

Xiao Fengzhuo was not wearing much, just a slim-fitting inner garment, through which one could even see the outline of his muscles. When he took off his outer robe, there might still be his body temperature on it.

As he was thinking about it, Lu Zhouxue suddenly felt embarrassed. He pursed his lips, crumpled up the clothes and threw them aside. After a moment, he seemed to feel that it was not a good idea, so he picked up the clothes, unfolded them and folded them again.

"Oh, you're awake?" Xiao Fengzhuo came down from the beam and yawned. Lu Zhouxue silently looked at the outline of his chest and abdomen outlined by his clothes. She unconsciously thought of the coat that might be stained with his body temperature. Her ears turned red for the first time, and her eyes wandered around everywhere, not daring to fall on Xiao Fengzhuo.

Little did he know that all these changes in his mood were seen by Xiao Fengzhuo. The young man looked at his red ears with interest, pursed his lips and smiled, deliberately teasing: "Your Majesty slept very well, you didn't even know what day it was."

Lu Zhouxue slept twice in a row without tidying up his clothes. He looked completely messy. Wasn't he just like what Xiao Fengzhuo said, not knowing what day it was?

"This dress...did you alter it for me?" Lu Zhouxue asked Xiao Fengzhuo while picking up a piece of ready-made dress for little girls with fine stitches and neat cutting. He was aware of his own tailoring skills. It was crooked and ugly yesterday, but it became presentable after he woke up. He didn't think that he had a nightmare and altered the dress.

"Yes, I felt sorry for the fabric when you made that dress. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I just altered it for you." Xiao Fengzhuo admitted frankly. Maybe it was because he stayed up too late yesterday and woke up too early today. He yawned again, walked into the side hall, picked up the outer robe that Lu Zhouxue had folded and put it on his shoulders, "Mianmian, your needlework skills are really not good, you need to practice more."

"Mind your own business." Lu Zhouxue felt a little embarrassed for calling him that. She muttered softly, and stood up to pass the clothes to Kong Que. When she passed by Xiao Fengzhuo, he raised his hand and pulled her back. The latter said helplessly, "Miss Lu, I know you are used to being casual, but you should pay attention to your image."

Lu Zhouxue's hair was disheveled, her collar was open, her chest was exposed, and she looked innocent and charming. Xiao Fengzhuo whistled playfully, but he reached out and pulled Lu Zhouxue's collar. He walked behind him and was about to do something, but Lu Zhouxue suddenly turned around and asked, "What?"

"Let me tie your hair." Xiao Fengzhuo casually lifted up his three thousand silver strands, with a frank expression on his face, as if he was not the one doing this ambiguous act. Lu Zhouxue was used to being served by Xiao Yueheng in the past, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She actually let him comb her hair from the roots to the ends, and then tied it into a knot at the back of her head.

Xiao Fengzhuo got a women's hairpin inlaid with a blood-red ruby ​​and decorated with gold tassels from somewhere, and inserted it firmly into Lu Zhou's snow-white hair. The bright red ruby ​​was particularly gorgeous against the frosty white hair, like the beads on the lips of a beautiful woman when she was in love.

"Very good." Xiao Fengzhuo nodded with satisfaction, threw his outer robe over his shoulders, turned around and walked away neatly.

"Where are you going?" Lu Zhouxue asked for some unknown reason.

Xiao Fengzhuo climbed up the wall and took the time to reply: "If you don't go back with me, I have to inform the demon tribe - that hairpin looks good on you, I'll find you some more."

After saying that, he jumped off the wall and his figure disappeared behind the low wall.

Lu Zhouxue raised his hand and touched the hairpin behind his head, then put his hand down as if nothing had happened, and looked down at his bare feet. He remembered what Xiao Fengzhuo had just said, asking him to pay attention to his image, and he roughly realized that it was not good for him to run around barefoot like this, so he performed a cleansing technique, found a pair of shoes and put them on.

After doing all this, Lu Zhouxue remembered that he still had a little girl, so he moved to the main hall to look at the peacock. When he went there, the little girl was holding a wooden sword in her hand and wielding it. It seemed that someone had taught her, and she looked quite capable.

"Want to learn sword?" Lu Zhouxue walked over and asked.

Peacock stopped what he was doing, turned around and respectfully called "Mother", then looked curiously at the swaying golden tassels on Lu Zhouxue's hair, which was so beautiful that one wanted to search for treasures all over the world just to decorate him a little.

Kong Que's mind was filled with thoughts that made her feel ashamed, but she answered Lu Zhouxue seriously: "Yes, I want to learn sword, just like my mother, pointing the sword at Canglan."

Lu Zhouxue was stunned for a moment, then realized that this "mother" was referring to Yu Zhao. When Zhu Huang was alive, he was extremely handsome with the Zhaoyang Sword.

"Did she also teach you the sword moves you have now?" Lu Zhouxue asked. He couldn't use a sword. If Peacock's sword moves were taught by Yu Zhao, then he would have to look through Zhu Huang's memory to see if he could teach him a thing or two.

After all, if you want to raise a child, you have to take good care of him.

"The brother from yesterday taught me." Unexpectedly, Peacock gave an unexpected answer, "He also made a small wooden sword for me."

Yesterday’s brother… Xiao Fengzhuo? Lu Zhouxue thought, that guy can also teach sword moves?

"What else did he teach you? Show me how to do it." Lu Zhouxue said. He was afraid that Xiao Fengzhuo would teach you nonsense and mislead the students. Although he didn't use a sword and had no attainments in swordsmanship, he could still use the theoretical knowledge.

Kong Que followed Xiao Fengzhuo's instructions and beat Lu Zhouxue. There was no big problem. The unruly male demon did not teach him randomly, but that guy was probably not a swordsman, and the sword moves he taught Kong Que were only mediocre.

Lu Zhouxue finished reading with a frown. Kong Que thought there was something wrong and looked at him in fear, not daring to speak. After a moment, he said, "Just practice as he taught you first to lay the foundation. I will find a master for you someday so you can learn the finer points."

Kong Que was naturally happy to hear that Lu Zhouxue was going to find a master for her, but then she felt a little disappointed: "Mother, won't you teach Kong Qing yourself?"

Parents are the first teachers of children. Kong Que's father could not bear the responsibility, so the young girl admired her mother the most. Zhu Huang's Zhaoyang sword was the best in the world, so she naturally wanted Yu Zhao to teach her personally. But she did not react for a while. Now there is no Yu Zhao with unparalleled swordsmanship, only Lu Zhouxue who has the power of life and death.

"I can't teach you." Lu Zhouxue said bluntly without explaining the reason, and then changed the subject, "But are you hungry?"

Lu Zhouxue didn't want to talk about it too much, so Kong Que naturally didn't ask him any more questions. Instead, he shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry. My brother gave me a bag of snacks."

It’s that guy Xiao Fengzhuo again, Lu Zhouxue thought, he cares about him more than he does.

"Mother, my brother said he left some food for you as well." Peacock said again.

"You can take it and eat it." Lu Zhouxue said. He could practice fasting and did not indulge in food, so he could eat it or not. Anyway, he was busy collecting information and had no time to take care of the peacock's diet. Since Xiao Fengzhuo was meddling in his business, he would give it to the little girl so that he would not have to worry about the little peacock's lunch.

When Lu Zhouxue said he wanted to find a master for little Peacock, he was not talking nonsense. Peacock continued to practice sword in the courtyard. He bent one leg and thought carefully for a while with his cheek resting on his hand. He knew a lot of sword skills, some of which were even taught to him by Xiao Yueheng in the past. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to teach Peacock now.

Lu Zhouxue thought for a while but couldn't come up with a solution, so she simply looked through Yu Zhao's memory. If one doesn't actively look for inherited memories, many details won't be noticed. It was with this opportunity that Lu Zhouxue found some clues from Yu Zhao's memory that might be related to the old case in Dongshan.

The entire Zhongting and even the entire cultivation world knows that Yu Zhao has unparalleled swordsmanship and is invincible with the help of the Zhaoyang Sword. But at the same time, she achieved such an achievement at a young age. One reason is that she has special blood and extraordinary talent; another reason is that she has a powerful master.

Zhu Huang Yuzhao was bullied when she was young and had no one to protect her. But this situation changed after she became a disciple of the leader of Changyang Sect, now the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder at that time was the undisputed number one in the righteous path. As the elder's only disciple, naturally no one dared to bully Yu Zhao. Moreover, the Grand Elder loved this little disciple very much and almost taught her everything he knew. Otherwise, there would be no Yu Zhao later.

What Lu Zhouxue found strange was that before the old Dongshan case, a major event actually happened: Yu Zhao's senior brother, who was originally the next leader of Changyang Sect, was expelled from the sect for betraying his teacher and ancestors.

Afterwards, the Grand Elder hastily went into seclusion and has not come out since. This is why, although anyone could see that there was something wrong with the Dongshan disaster, Yu Zhao was still isolated and imprisoned until his death.

The senior brother was expelled, the master was in seclusion for cultivation, and then evil spirits invaded. Things happened one after another. Lu Zhouxue looked down at the spiritual seal on his right arm, which seemed to be just a pattern. This Zhongting really was hiding a big trouble.

Lu Zhouxue felt that he should open his mind a little more and should not limit the Dongshan old case to Yaoguang and Ye Yunzhou. Why did Ling Zhong conceal it when he knew about it? Ye Jin kept saying that he couldn't find the truth. Even he could easily find the traces. Could he really not find it?

The source of the problem was probably the Grand Elder's seclusion. Lu Zhouxue felt that he needed to find out what Yu Zhao's brother, who had betrayed his master and ancestors, had done to force the Grand Elder to seclude himself for so many years and ignore worldly affairs? After being expelled, where did he go? Was he involved in the subsequent disaster at Dongshan?

However, Yu Zhao had very few memories of her senior brother. She was not in the final court when her senior brother was expelled, so she had no idea what happened that year.

It seems that he still needs to find a way to go to Shiqu Pavilion, not for the old case of Dongshan, but to look up the life of that senior brother and understand what happened back then.

After many days, he came to Shiqu Pavilion again. The proofreader did not stop him from entering in the name of re-transcription of documents, which was a good thing for him. Lu Zhouxue first looked for the documents of the old case in Dongshan, and as expected, they were all gone. He did not ask the proofreader about the whereabouts of the documents. He guessed that Yaoguang and Ye Yunzhou, who were guilty of their crimes, had hidden them.

Lu Zhouxue was not too disappointed when he didn't find the documents about the Dongshan old case. After all, it was expected and the purpose of his visit today was not the Dongshan old case.

Fearing to alert the enemy, he did not directly ask the schoolmaster for the files about Yu Zhao's senior brother, but started to look for them bit by bit. There were so many files and the time between them was so long that Lu Zhouxue spent a lot of effort to find the files from that year on a dusty shelf.

His white clothes were stained with dust, but he did not care. He stuffed all the relevant information into his spiritual sea. Fearing that he would be discovered, he used some magic formulas to conjure up a bunch of fake ones and placed them in their original place. Then he swaggered back to the Phoenix Terrace.