The world of mortals is just right

Jiang Huan sat on a big horse with golden swords, and drank tea as soon as he served him, "So I am a monster." After drinking, he asked, "Then why did you confiscate me as an apprentice, and I became your senior brother's apprentice?"

Jiang Huan's master, Xuan Chang's senior brother, looks like an old man with white hair and thick eyebrows.It's early to become a fairy, let go of human affairs, and ask his old man for help in any serious matter, it is absolutely impossible to find.

In the past 2000 years, I have only shown my face three times: the first time I had a talk with Xuan Chang in the mountains, taught Xuan Chang the dragon slaying technique, and said, "You will have a great fortune in the future, I am not qualified to be your master, so just replace me My master accepted you as my junior brother of the same generation";

The second and third times were for Xie Lingying and Jiang Huan to get started—the old man flashed away after finishing the collection, and asked if the secret should not be revealed.

Xuan Chang took it lightly, "I asked you once, if you want to be my apprentice."

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows, tsk in his heart, just once, just this little sincerity?He could think of that scene, maybe Jiang Huan was lying on the ground with a black nose and swollen face after being beaten by his enemies before, this master walked over and looked down on him, and asked calmly, "Do you want to be my apprentice?"

The dead dog desperately wants face, and he doesn't want to lose face in front of him, so he snapped back, "No."

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Jin was born 1000 years late.Otherwise, I must agree and become a master and apprentice. Wouldn't it be another beautiful thing for my son and aunt. Where is 400 years longer than 16 years?

Jiang Huan asked some questions, but Xuan Chang answered them in a good-tempered manner.When I came back to my senses, it was already noon outside the window, when the sun was at its best.Outside, the white mist spread like a streamer among the mountains. There are other big trees beside the houses on the top of the mountain, and there are bamboo forests beside the mountain path, forming patches of green waves.

Jiang Huan stood up and looked at the big glass window for a while.The wind blows the bamboo waves, and the human body is also moist and cool.

He asked, "Am I attached to the paper like this?"

Xuan Chang said, "Your original body is still there, and returning to the original body will naturally restore your memory. It's just that Lei Jie will also come when you return to the original body."

Jiang Huan folded his arms, "Can you help me deal with Thunder Tribulation?"

Xuan Chang smiled and looked at his fingers. The Dragon Blood Sword turned into a coral ring, and a plain ring without engravings was wrapped around his middle finger.His complexion was already pale, but his ring was as red as blood.

"I got the Dragon Blood Sword by accident, I will rest for a few more days, and it will not be a problem to help you deal with the thunder calamity."

Jiang Huan leaned against the glass window and said, "Fifteen days."

He didn't look at Xuan Chang's expression, he just said, "Didn't you pay the rent for two weeks, give me a few more days."

They stayed in Xiaofu Shanshe for three or four days.

There was a light rain on the mountain, and Jiang Huan found out that Mr. Xie was recording the rain scene on Xiaofu Mountain, and he carried a bamboo basket and a small hoe to dig bamboo shoots, as if he was a senior posing enthusiast.

Jiang Huan wanted to go too, but Xie Lingying returned to him, "Forget it. You don't know whether you should dry it if you get wet, so as not to worry my uncle."

He spends most of his time with Xuan Chang. After Xuan Chang slays the dragon, his vitality is damaged, so he often meditates.Jiang Huan sat in the room and stared at him intently.

Xuan Chang occasionally asked him, "Are you bored?"

Jiang Huan was still looking at him, as if he wanted to carve him into his eyes, "It's not boring."

Xuan Chang smiled, Jiang Huan came over, pulled a chair and sat down opposite the bed, "Is it impossible to become a paper doll?"

No matter 400 years ago or after we met again, Jiang Huan has never been very abstinent, and his demands for Xuan Chang have never been so straightforward.

He hugged Xuan Chang's waist, and Xuan Chang let him hug him, "You are attached to the paper now."

The parts can't be hardened, and they can't be shot.Jiang Huan gritted his teeth subconsciously, his facial lines tightened, making him even more rebellious and sharp, "Then you come."

"You won't feel it." Xuan Chang patted him on the back.

Jiang Huan stared into his eyes, "It's okay. I don't want to feel."

Being with Xuan Chang has physical pleasure, but it is possible to avoid physical pleasure at all.As long as you can see every movement and every subtle expression of Xuan Chang.

Xuan Chang hugged him and didn't say much.Jiang Huan knew what he was thinking, and he attached himself to the paper man he made, and couldn't feel it. For Xuan Chang, what's the difference between sleeping on such a paper man and doing it himself?

Jiang Huan could only hug him tightly, absorbing the warmth from his body until he fell asleep next to him.

In the first few days, Jiang Huan had to hold Xuan Chang every day, hugging his waist and never letting go. After the first week, it gradually became normal.

Jiang Huan went out for a while every day, walking in the mountains, and when he came back, he could see Xuan Chang waiting for him.If you go too long, Xuan Chang will go find him, talk to him a few words, and walk back together.

On Thursday of the second week, Cheng Sisi came running.

Jiang Huan frowned, completely ungrateful, and the first sentence was, "You guys have taken too much time."

Cheng Sisi was so angry that he rolled his eyes to the sky, God knows that he came here to ask for leave, ran to the leader's office, and wiped his neck with the Longquan sword that their leader used as a decoration.The leader's blood pressure got high, and he forgot that the sword was not opened at all, so he opened Jinkou to give a reply, telling him not to work under too much pressure, and to rest for a few days.

When Cheng Sisi came this time, she was still holding a porcelain pot in her arms, and now she pushed it to Jiang Huan angrily, "Your ashes will be returned to their original owners."

Jiang Huan took the urn and weighed it with one hand, "You burned me."

Cheng Sisi broke down, "What are you talking about! We can't help but burn you, throw you into the reservoir? Now it's not the same criminal investigation technology and surveillance as it was three or forty years ago."

Jiang Huan thought about it, "Okay." He took the urn away.

That afternoon, when Xuan Chang went out to look for him, he found him borrowing a shovel to dig a hole behind the mountain.

The mountain is very quiet, only the sound of the wind and birds chirping.Hearing Xuan Chang approaching, he didn't turn his head back, "Look at the Feng Shui of the place I chose."

He wants to use Xuan Chang as a Feng Shui master, so Xuan Chang can only let him look at the surrounding mountains, the faint mist in the mountains, "Not bad." Then he said, "Actually, Xiao Xie can take you to the back mountain .”

The back mountain under the banner of Yinshan is where the real teacher is.Now the front mountain has been developed into a homestay, but the back mountain is still hidden, and the aura is more abundant than the outside.

Jiang Huan glanced at him lazily, "Forget it, he's a mortal anyway."

He has not asked anyone to take him to the back mountain to see it, not even the original body.Xuan Chang walked up to him and watched him uncover the urn, fish out the ashes one by one and scatter them into the pit.

The temperature of the ashes burned in the crematorium is about [-] to [-] degrees. Ordinary people still have large bones at the end of the burn. The staff gathered the ashes left by the hair and skin tissue to pack them.

Cheng Sisi and Yi Yi have spells, such as the three flavors of real fire, this fire and that fire, and burn everything that cannot be burned in the incinerator.Such a big person, burned into a small jar of ashes.

"Bury yourself, I don't think there is anyone else."

When he finished emptying the ashes, he leveled the mounds of damp soil on either side of the pit and sprinkled the last handful of soil.

The place he chose was under a big tree, and the surrounding soil was covered with green whips, except for the one he refilled.

Jiang Huan stood up and picked up the urn, "My cheap apprentice is quite willing to spend money." This urn looks high-end, not high-end painted with gold and color, but pure white minimalist, mica-textured porcelain that is popular now.

He raised the jar and looked at it with one eye. "There is a hole in the bottom, and it can be reused as a flowerpot."

This afternoon, he devoted himself to punching holes in his urn.

Xuan Chang asked, "Do you want me to help?"

Jiang Huan didn't intend to use supernatural power, so he asked the hotel for a water basin, sank the can into it, filled it with wet towels, and minimized the vibration to prevent the porcelain can from breaking when the hole was made.

After so much tossing until dark, probably a hole was made.He went to the yard to get some handfuls of soil to mix with the remaining ashes.I also dug a graceful asparagus and planted it. The leaf cover made of fine leaves was misty like a few pieces of green smoke.

This thing is called Yunpian Song, also known as Yunzhu.

Xuan Chang and Xie Lingying had something to discuss, and there were chess pieces in the guest room, so Jiang Huan took Cheng Sisi to play chess.

He wasn't paying attention to the chessboard, he was thinking about asparagus.Cheng Sisi was really bored, so she also squatted down to look at the asparagus, lightly poked the branches and leaves, "As the saying goes, asparagus grows only when you calm down, and asparagus is not easy to grow..."

Jiang Huan swept him, and Cheng Sisi was frightened by his "hand chopping" eyes, so he shrank his hands and swallowed the rest of the sentence "You can make a living".

Jiang Huan then shoveled a few pieces of green cane on the bed, and when Xuan Chang came back, he handed it to him, "I'll give it to you."

Sitting beside the chessboard, Cheng Sisi said "Oh" in her heart, and said that she wanted her uncle to take care of her.

He muttered bitterly, "Giving an urn as a gift is really a talent."

Jiang Huan picked out his ears, "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Sisi immediately raised her voice, "Praise you for the ingenuity and ingenuity of the things you sent!"

Listening to their talk, Xuan Chang put the asparagus bamboo in a sunny place in front of the window, and saw the shadow of the thin plant reflected on the ground, as if it had stretched out gently.

After dismissing Cheng Sisi, Jiang Huancai turned back, took advantage of Xuan Chang's face to Asparagus bamboo, hugged his waist from behind, and did not let go of him once again.

Xuan Chang asked, "Who won?"

"I."

Xuan Chang raised his eyebrows and looked at the chessboard.

Jiang Huan was dissatisfied, "I can't win? What kind of chess do you think I played against him? I don't know how to go, but I played backgammon."

That's how it turned out, Xuan Chang smiled, and took scissors to cut off a few dry yellow branches of asparagus bamboo, and Jiang Huan didn't want to let go, so he let Jiang Huan hug him.

After a while, Jiang Huan said, "Take care of me." Then he made up his mind, "Take me to the back mountain tomorrow to see."