[Qin Shi under one person] Qiulan lives forever

I am Shao Siming of the Yin Yang family, and I... have time-traveled again.

----------Yin Yang Jade Handprint----------

A bloody hole was opened in the chest, and a bright red and sweet liquid gurgled out.The purple-haired girl with purple eyes and purple hair fell from the sky with a green light. She tried her best to mobilize the remaining internal energy and staggered to prevent herself from falling to the ground. Then, her internal energy was exhausted and she couldn't support herself and fell down.

This is a mountain forest, the air is fresh, the birds and insects are singing, and the bright spring light dyes the leaves emerald green.Shao Siming was only wearing an elder's robe, with a light gauze covering his face, and there was no trace of the golden patterned lun fan behind his back.This is what she used to wear in the last days of the Yinyang family, and the wound on her chest should also be when the Yinyang family is about to be destroyed. by time.

So strange.

She remembered that she was seriously injured and fell into a pile of dead people. She was rescued by the Taoist Tianzong disciples who came and stayed there.The head of Tianzong Xiaomeng said that she was originally a member of Tianzong, the "clothes" of the two extremely talented Lingyi in the past, but was later taken away by the Yinyang family to wash away her memory and became the messenger of death.

She didn't feel much at the time, and her mood was indifferent without any ripples, like a puppet that can be seen everywhere in the Yinyang family. brother.As an elder of the yin and yang family, even though he was once a talented and brilliant person in Tianzong, his status is embarrassing now. He only stays in the courtyard every day to practice yin and yang, and occasionally studies Taoist magic, and never goes out.Now that she came to this strange place for some reason, she remembered a lot of things.

She never seemed to know who she was.

When she was "Yi", she forgot the most ordinary and purest self in the 21st century. When she was wandering here for unknown reasons, she remembered everything.

Memories were mixed in his head, the wound on his chest was still bleeding, and Shao Siming's eyes, covered by the slowly falling eyelashes, were still calm.

---------- Wanyefeihualiu-------

Little Daoist Wang has just become a monk in Wudang for a year, and his favorite is to find a clean place to sleep in the back mountain of Wudang. He found several places this day and was not very satisfied. Sleeping on the side, he has to be cleaned up every time he goes back. In order to sleep peacefully, he must find a more secluded place.

But the further he walked into the forest today, the more something went wrong.

"Hey! What's the matter with these trees?"

Wang Ye scratched his hair, raised his lazy eyelids, and finally lifted his spirits and began to look at the scene in front of him.

The trees on the back mountain of Wudang are taller and more lush than the trees on the front mountain which were developed into a tourist area, and they have always been lush and lush, but the leaves of the trees in this area are all wilted, and more and more plants are dying as we go forward.

After all, it was not long after he graduated from university, and Wang couldn't hold back his curiosity to go inside, and found that the state of these plants was transitional, and the more they went to the center, the more lifeless they became, so there must be something in this center.

"...This is... the smell of blood!"

As he got closer to the center, Wang also smelled a sweet smell that couldn't be ignored: "Beast?"

He started running towards the source.

A touch of purple came into view, under a completely dead and dehydrated tree, there was a girl in purple clothes and purple hair, with a dazzling red chest.

"I kao!"

Not caring that the family members could no longer utter obscenities, Wang also ran over to help him up as fast as he could, only to find that the wound on the girl's chest was surrounded by a faint green light, and the wound was not as fatal as it seemed.The green light was like qi, but it seemed a little different.

An unbelievable thought popped up in his mind—these plants withered because the girl in front of him absorbed their vitality.

It is not suitable to be sent down the mountain for treatment in such a situation now, this girl is probably also a stranger.Saving people is the most important thing, thinking of this, Wang Ye picked up the girl and rushed to the teacher's gate.

---------- Qiulan grows on flat ground----------

Opening his eyes again, he felt a splitting headache.Shao Siming blinked his eyes, the fog in front of his eyes gradually dissipated, and what he saw was a very simple wooden roof.She raised her arms to sit up and looked around. The elder robes on her body were replaced by dark blue shorts and trousers of the same color. The wound was well bandaged, and the veil disappeared.Looking around, there is a simple single bed against the wall, a pure white bedding, a small cabinet beside the bed, and on the cabinet... there is a glass water cup and a desk lamp.

Seeing something like this again, Shao Si Ming felt a little dazed, but she immediately came back to her senses and looked in the direction of the gate.

Almost in the next second, the door was pushed open, and the person who came saw her sitting on the bed was taken aback, and then smiled: "Yo, are you awake?"

With a blue robe and tied hair, and clean facial features, he is actually a young Taoist leader.

"How do you feel? The doctor reckons that you should wake up by this time, so you just came to drink the medicine."

The girl's dark purple eyes were as still as sinking water, her eyes turned from Wang Ye's face to the medicine bowl he handed over, she obediently took the medicine bowl and swallowed the bitter medicine inside, then she returned the bowl, pointing to the medicine bowl. own throat, shaking his head.

"...You can't talk?" For a moment, Wang was also a little embarrassed, as if he had touched someone's pain, "Sorry..."

Shao Si Ming shook his head.

The environment suddenly became strangely silent.

Although this was his own room, Wang Ye was neither standing nor sitting, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, he still remembered the instructions of his master and patriarch, so he cleared his throat and opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Well, do you know how to write? I want to ask you a few questions. Of course, you can choose not to answer. This is your freedom."

Hearing this, Shao Siming lowered his eyes to block the flashing cold light in his eyes.Thinking of how many wounds she had healed, she could probably guess what the other party wanted to ask.

So she nodded.

Wang also breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more at ease. He dragged a stool from the side and sat down, then took out a notebook and a pen from the bedside table.

"Don't be nervous, just a few questions. Uh, what's your name? When I found you, I found that your injuries were a bit strange. You can absorb the vitality of the surrounding plants to heal yourself. Are you also a stranger?"

Sure enough.

Shao Si understood his fate, and then began to think about how to answer.Inexplicably time-traveling, it is difficult for a black household like her to move forward in this era, and the "yes" and "other people" that the little Taoist said just now allowed her to boldly guess that the other party is not an ordinary person, and then think of the identity of the other Taoist priest, she should also be a cultivator.

So--

She looked at the pen and paper spread out on her lap, picked up the ballpoint pen and started fiddling with it, as if she didn't know how to use it, then she handed the pen to Wang Ye, looking at him seriously.

Wang also suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"...No way?" He looked at the pen in front of him, "Can you really know how to write?"

Shao Si Ming nodded, and then passed the pen forward again.

"...you don't know how to use a pen?"

She nods again.

"Pa", Wang Ye slapped his forehead with a slap, feeling extremely tired from talking with Shao Siming.

"Okay, I'll teach you, watch carefully."

He picked up a pen to demonstrate, and wrote his name on the notebook: "Wang Ye, my name is Wang Ye."

Looking at the gourd painting imitating Wang Ye's posture of holding a pen, Shao Siming scribbled the first sentence vertically on the paper with Xiaozhuan: "I am Shao Siming of the Yin Yang family. What is a strange person?"

"Seal script? The Yin-Yang family? Shao Shi Ming?" Didn't the Yin-Yang family of the various schools of thought completely disappear in the middle of the Western Han Dynasty?Thinking of the strange clothes the girl wore at the beginning, Wang was also surprised, but he still explained patiently: "An alien is someone who can detect and use the qi in his body. The green light on your wound is very similar to qi."

Shao Siming nodded to express her understanding, and then she glanced at the decoration of the bedside table, and another thunder exploded: "Is this the State of Qin?"

"?!!"

Wang Ye opened his eyes wide, stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him rubbed against the ground making harsh noises: "I'm sorry, Young Commander...Girl, I can't answer your question for now, I need to call my teacher. "

Scared away?

Seeing Wang Ye's back disappearing from sight, Shao Si Ming wearily put down his pen and leaned against the bed behind him, closing his eyes to rest.

There is no way, only knowing nothing, a person like her who appears inexplicably and has a strange identity is the best choice.Since they are both cultivators, the other party naturally knows that there are countless strange things in this world that people cannot explain for the time being.

Shao Shiming is just Shao Shiming, an ancient man from more than 2000 years ago, and has nothing to do with this era of advanced technology.

She calmly decided on a countermeasure, closed her eyes and waited for the teacher's arrival.

When I saw Wang Ye again, there was an old man and a middle-aged man walking in front of him, carefully observing the two in front, she could see that the other party's cultivation was profound and unfathomable with her eyesight.

She braced herself to cope.

After talking for nearly an hour, the other party finally confirmed that she didn't know the reason for her arrival, and her identity from the Qin Dynasty 2000 years ago left her with nowhere to go, so she could only stay in Wudang Mountain, and even what Shao Siming said The Qin Dynasty and the history of this time and space are also different.

A lie must be covered up with countless lies, so Shao Siming just concealed his long-term memory of this era, chose to be a real ancient, and told the other party what he wanted to know without reservation, so that he could gain the great wisdom in front of him. Although the old man's two points of trust are small, but because of such an incredible thing as traveling through time and space, these two points of trust are enough for Shao Siming.

"Xiao Yezi, let the young girl live in your room to recuperate from her injuries in the future. You pack up the empty room next door and move in."

"Order!"

Wang also responded naturally.

Since then, Shao Siming has a place to stay on Wudang Mountain.

----------Under Luo Shengtang, Qiu Lan lives forever--------

"Master, do you really believe that girl's words?"

"Believe it, why don't you believe it." Grand Master Zhou Meng glanced at his apprentice with his hands behind his back, "Yunlong, I know what you are worried about, isn't she just the Quanxing gang? Go to Wudang Mountain."

"Since you are clear, then you still—"

"It's because the old man is clear, so I believe it. Do you think all-sex people are stupid enough to deceive people with the reason of traveling through time and space? Isn't this intentional to let people check them?"

"...You are right." Daoist Yunlong nodded, "I was the one who was stupid."

"You are also worried about Wudang, the old man understands." Zhou Meng smiled, and looked at his proud apprentice kindly, "If you are still not at ease, at worst, just keep an eye on it, but the old man thinks you can't stare at anything .”

The old man thought of the little girl's eyes that were calm even when encountering such a thing.

That girl understands everything.