After the rebirth, the dead enemy became my master

"Do you still need to help you as a teacher?" Shen Yuqing said coldly.

"No need." He Yi said, got up with the bag on his back, his steps were much more stable than before.

It was dusk when the two reached the opposite mountain, and He Yi followed Shen Yuqing to the flower field—this flower field was much larger than the one when he woke up, and the varieties of flowers were dazzling enough.

Shen Yuqing said: "Recently, you are here to cultivate your body and mind, and you can leave after the detoxification flower blooms."

He Yi said in a muffled voice: "Understood, do you also live here, Master? This disciple has forgotten a lot of previous things."

"The teacher's residence is also on this mountain, but not near the flower field." Shen Yuqing replied vaguely.

He Yi replied: "Okay, disciple knows."

These days, He Yi has been planting flowers in a law-abiding manner.He even said that he was staring at the flowers all day, because from time to time someone would come to "visit" him.In order to get some information about Yuan Shen and Shen Yuqing from these people, he played the harmless little junior to the acme of perfection.

——Senior brother is right in everything he says and good in everything he does. He is the person he admires the most besides Master...

He Yi was almost stunned.

Hard work pays off, and now he also has a certain understanding of the current situation.

This place is called Lingwu Mountain, and the owner of the mountain is Shen Yuqing.There are nearly a hundred disciples under Shen Yuqing's command—this is the third batch after excluding the disciples who have reached the pinnacle.

Although the original body He Yi was a fool, he had amazing potential for cultivating Taoism, so he was favored by Shen Yuqing, the "saint master" of the fairy world, and came to Lingwu Mountain logically.

The bones were surprised, but unfortunately they couldn't understand human words.

When Shen Yuqing patiently taught him No.11 of the same book, Shen Yuqing finally gave up.This is why the boy said "ignore you when the younger brother is stupid".

He Yi even understood Shen Yuqing a little bit.

Seven days have passed, and the detoxification flower is still just a flower bone. After He Yi got what he wanted, he couldn't sit still. He heard about Shen Yuqing's residence from other people, and set off to go.

He is still not sure whether Shen Yuqing is Fang Qingze.In the same gate, their master spent most of his time reading books, painting and planting flowers, and the number of times he went down the mountain was very few, while Fang Qingze stayed in the magic pavilion all the time.

Although He Yi doesn't know if Fang Qingze sneaked out, but he sees Fang Qingze quite frequently, is Fang Qingze really capable of managing two identities?

He Yi still couldn't believe it.

After going round and round, she finally arrived outside Shen Yuqing's bedroom.

——Shen Yuqing really loves flowers, there is still a small but delicate flower field in front of her bedroom.

It was already midnight, and Shen Yuqing should have fallen asleep.

He Yi lightly pushed the door open a crack, his eyes were close together, and he looked inside.

The only time for Shen Yuqing to take off the ring may be when she falls asleep at night.

——A ray of moonlight shines on the bedside, and outside the bed curtain, white arms hang down, with graceful lines, like the wind and willows, soft and boneless.

Gee.

He Yi suddenly felt like a pervert who peeked at the beauty sleeping. If the beauty woke up at this moment, he would definitely be swiped with a sword to tear him apart.

He went to Shen Yuqing's right index finger—still wearing the white jade ring.

Don't take it off when you sleep?

Just as he was in a daze, the arm outside the bed was suddenly retracted!He Yi secretly yelled that something was wrong, and before he had time to dodge, suddenly a sword energy struck, piercing his skin.The door with only a gap was also wide open at this time.

Shen Yuqing held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the blade pointed straight at He Yi's vital point. His eyes were cold, as if he really wanted to kill He Yi with a sword.

Shen Yuqing said: "You are not stupid, but you will do some sneaky things?!"

He Yi couldn't argue, but Shen Yuqing's behavior was acquiescence in Shen Yuqing's eyes, and Shen Yuqing asked again: "What are you here for?"

"I missed Master, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I asked my brother and master where Master lives, and wanted to come and see."

Shen Yuqing: "..."

"It's nonsense! Do you believe it yourself?!"

"I still believe what I say."

Shen Yuqing was so angry that her lips trembled: "Naughty beast!"

He Yi thought to himself, what's the matter... He still admitted his mistake and said, "Don't worry, Master, there will be no next time."

Shen Yuqing's anger didn't decrease but increased, the sword actually pierced the flesh, and scalding blood trickled down.

"roll."

"……Yes."

He Yi carefully avoided the blade of the sword, clutched his bleeding neck, gasped, and fled.

The door was closed by Shen Yuqing by smashing it. It is conceivable that he should be very angry.

He Yi went back to the flower field to plant flowers, but the detoxification flower remained unbloomed like a stone, which disturbed him.

One day, Xia Xin came with a book in his hand, sat under the pavilion, and comforted him: "Brother, brother, I can't practice anymore, why don't I just stay here with you."

He Yi, who was digging the ground with his head down, raised his head, forced a smile, and said, "Thank you, brother."

The two read a book while the other dug a hole, and the scene was very harmonious.

"Brother, how is your health?"

He Yi was afraid that after the detoxification flowers bloomed, Xia Xin would already be on the road to hell.

Xia Xin said with a smile: "No problem, just lethargic."

"Oh……"

He Yi understood and continued to plant flowers. After an hour, Xia Dao said, "Junior brother, have you heard of the dream technique?"

"Dream? Isn't that crooked?" He Yi recalled.

There was a magic cultivator who practiced this method before, but in the end his consciousness was trapped in a dream and could not come out. As a result, the story of living in other people's dreams spread all over the magic pavilion. He Yi also heard about it a little bit, and it was quite funny to hear this. Fang Qingze said : "Other people's dreams are so interesting? You can risk your life for this, what an elm head."

Fang Qingze smiled and said, "I don't think so."

"Ok?"

"For example, the dream of the Lord, I am very curious."

"Why?"

"Because I really want to know how dirty people like you are in their dreams."

Fang Qingze was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Recalling so far, He Yi had a complicated expression on his face, Xia Dao said: "It's not what my junior thinks. Although this spell is complicated, it will not affect the body or life."

"Is this true?" He Yi was a little curious.

"No, it's written in the book."

Xia Xin handed the book to He Yi, He Yi glanced at it, and murmured: "That's true."

The book is extremely complicated. To enter the dream, you need a combination of multiple spells. This requires a very high level of cultivation for the dreamer, and if the dreamer's cultivation level has reached the peak, the dreamer's cultivation level should be comparable to him. .

He Yi glanced at his frail body, returned the book, and shook his head: "It's impossible for me, brother, you should study hard."

"I don't think it's possible for me either... But there is another way, using blood to draw amulets..." Xia Xin said, and then denied himself, "Forget it, this sounds unreliable."

He Yi's heart skipped a beat—he is good at drawing talismans!

If she really entered Shen Yuqing's dream, she might be able to confirm his relationship with Fang Qingze!

If it's Fang Qingze, what is he still doing so obsequiously here?Fang Qingze is only good at lightness kung fu, and the rest... don't worry about it.

Xia Xin sat here from dawn to dusk, he was a little tired, and said: "Brother, brother, go back first, I will come to see you when I have time."

He Yi stood up and said, "Well! I wonder if senior brother can lend me that book? Planting flowers all day is really boring."

"Of course." Xia Xin gave the book to He Yi and walked away slowly.

……

The next day, midnight.

He Yi appeared outside Shen Yuqing's bedroom again.

He put the talisman paper in by the door against the crack of the door.

After his skin was torn apart last time, he was obviously much more cautious this time.He Yi cast a small spell on the talisman paper - this spell can make the talisman paper come alive, so that he can accurately find the location of the person he is looking for.

It is also convenient to use, all you need is an item that the person has used, or hair, blood, and use it to cast a spell on the talisman paper.

After a while, He Yi's figure disappeared outside the house.

He Yi only felt a white light flash, and the strong stimulation forced him to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was already daytime.

——He is standing by a river, the water is clear and cold, and there are mountains behind him.

He Yi looked up and saw white clouds billowing, among which was the familiar cable bridge.

This is... at the foot of Lingwu Mountain?

"He Yi?"

Shen Yuqing's voice came from beside her ear.He Yi turned his head to look, and saw Shen Yuqing sitting under a tree in Tsing Yi with loose black hair.

The distance between the two was more than ten feet, and He Yi was in a daze, when Shen Yuqing said: "Come, sit here."

Although his tone carried an unchanging chill, in He Yi's ears, it was surprisingly gentle.

He Yi was inexplicably flustered, with a hint of expectation in it.

He got up and walked forward slowly, sitting side by side with Shen Yuqing under the tree, the two of them faced the river, neither spoke.

Shen Yuqing seemed to be finished for the day after calling He Yi, she would rather sit in a daze and throw stones into the water without saying a word.

And He Yi didn't understand what kind of role he was in Shen Yuqing's dream, so he didn't dare to speak easily.In case of being discovered, tomorrow will not be as simple as being torn apart.

So he watched Shen Yuqing pick up the stones around him and throw them into the river one by one.

When the stones enter the water, there are ripples, and some of them can jump three or four times on the water surface with splashes, which is very beautiful.

However, He Yi couldn't feel it, he just felt childish, and thought: "It's not boring."

Then Shen Yuqing said: "Let's go together."

He Yi, who was surprised by Shen Yuqing's sudden words and the content of his words: "...?"

"Together...throwing stones?" There was a crack in He Yi's expression.

"Don't you want to?" Shen Yuqing's eyes drooped slightly by nature, and usually gave people a cold and unapproachable feeling, but at this moment, He Yi actually felt that his expression was a bit wronged.

He Yi said in a daze, "No..." Then he touched a random stone and threw it in.

The stone was as big as a fist, and He Yi threw it violently and smashed it into the water, causing huge splashes, destroying the beautiful picture that Shen Yuqing managed alone.

"It's too big." Shen Yuqing commented.

He Yi: "It's a bit bigger."

Shen Yuqing picked and picked from the ground again, and handed He Yi a small and delicate stone. He Yi, who was always spotless, had some dirt on his hands at this time, Shen Yuqing said indifferently: "Try this instead."

He Yi pinched the stone with a dull expression: "...Oh."

Shen Yuqing frowned, and asked softly, "You don't want to throw it away?"

He Yi immediately shook his head: "No—" before the words finished, the stone was taken away by Shen Yuqing, and He Yi heard him say in a conniving tone: "Then don't throw it away."

He Yi: "..." Was the one surnamed Shen treating me so well in the dream?

The big stone in He Yi's heart finally fell, and without thinking too much, he asked, "Are you—"

Shen Yuqing said: "He Yi, I haven't dreamed of you for a long time as a teacher."

He Yi: "?"

He Yi's heart beat violently, and a strong numbness spread from his heart to the soles of his feet.

"Ah... ah?"

Shen Yuqing looked helpless, propped her chin on her arm and said, "It's been three days."

He Yi: "..." It's weird.It's really weird.

Shen Yuqing sighed, He Yi hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively, "Are you Fang Qingze?"

As soon as the words fell, my heart was full of agitation, surging, and at the same time relieved.

Shen Yuqing lowered her eyes and said, "Why do you ask such a question?"

He Yi's breath stagnates: "I..."

Shen Yuqing murmured: "Is this kind of life not good?"

The meaning of Shen Yuqing's words was really vague, He Yi asked again: "So you are Fang Qingze?"

After one sentence, the air froze.

Shen Yuqing remained silent, and He Yi didn't understand what he meant, whether he wanted to give a negative answer or use silence to cover up the facts.

Suddenly a white light flashed, and He Yi was startled. This time he didn't even close his eyes. He watched the sky being torn apart like a white cloth, and the sky turned dark in a blink of an eye—he returned to Shen Yuqing's bedroom again.

There was a crunching sound, and He Yi's face changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away.After running for a step or two, he realized how cowardly his actions were. He stopped, turned his head to look at Shen Yuqing with a cloudy face—turned around and ran.

Shen Yuqing said: "Why are you here again?"

He Yi is neither running nor staying, and he doesn't know how to answer, so he just froze on the spot and acted like a dead person.

The person behind asked: "Do you want to be a teacher again?"

He Yi: "..."

Shen Yuqing didn't know whether she was mocking him or letting him go down the steps. He Yi couldn't figure it out, so he had to climb up the stairs in desperation: "Well, I miss my master."

Footsteps sounded behind him, and He Yi thought it was Shen Yuqing who was so disgusted by him that he was about to slam the door and leave, but he didn't expect that person to say: "Then don't go."

"Ah?" He Yi looked back at Shen Yuqing, only to see that he opened the door, walked into the room by himself, looked back and said, "Come in."

"..."

He Yi was afraid that he would be killed if he went in.

"It's going to rain, and if you want to get wet, stay outside."

He Yi raised his head—the sky was like ink, and black clouds pressed down.

"Oh... oh oh."

He Yi entered the room in a hurry, and suddenly accepted Shen Yuqing's ocular knife, and froze inexplicably.

Shen Yuqing closed her eyes: "Close the door."

He Yi quickly closed the door.

The two have been relatively silent since closing the door.

He Yi has been watching the words and expressions by the side. At this moment, Shen Yuqing is holding the teacup, frowning severely.

He Yi withdrew from the realm of watching the nose, nose and heart, stepped forward, and asked, "Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

Shen Yuqing looked at it for a moment and said, "Can you make tea?"

"should be."

When he was a child, he was proficient in cooking and tea art, but since he became a demon king... he is very proficient in commanding people.

So He Yi knocked over Shen Yuqing's two teacups and a teapot based on his own memory, and only heard a gloomy "roll", He Yi finally stopped.

He is ready to roll.

Shen Yuqing said angrily again: "Get back!"

He Yi: "..."

He withdrew his hand that had touched the door, and stopped still.

Get back and get out, really think he is a ball!

"Sit down." Shen Yuqing ordered.

He Yi was like a marionette, wearily walked to the wooden chair and sat down.

However, he realized that Shen Yuqing was still looking at him, and He Yi followed Shen Yuqing's line of sight, and saw his own bare wrist—it's nothing!Where did you provoke him?

He Yi was frightened, had a bad feeling, and even couldn't breathe smoothly.

Shen Yuqing's eyes ignited raging anger, and just about to speak, He Yi surrendered with both hands, saying: "I'll go, I'll go by myself."

Shen Yuqing: "..."

After speaking, he disappeared into the house in a flash.

The next day, Xia Xin came to visit He Yi, but the detoxification flower hadn't bloomed yet, and He Yi asked rather guiltyly, "Brother, are you alright?"

Xia Xin smiled sadly, but when he wanted to speak, he coughed so badly.

He Yi: "..."

"Brother...why did Master want me to plant detoxification flowers...Didn't I delay you..."

After Xia Xin came over slowly, he said with a smile: "Master also wants to train you. The senior brothers have strict control at home and lived a well-behaved life since childhood, but you have no father or mother since you were young, and before you were nine years old, you were with Shan Xia. Raised by those hooligans, they are lively and impetuous, and planting flowers is a good way to calm you down."

He Yi nodded, and said seriously: "Then what if you die?"

Xia Xin: "...Brother is not so easy to die."

"Brother, isn't he being tortured?"

"No, I only know how to practice kung fu on weekdays, and there are only a handful of times when I can concentrate on reading. With this illness, I can actually finish reading one or two books."

He Yi opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, and finally choked out a sentence: "Master is wise." He said in his heart: "Apprentice Shen Yuqing is really stunned."

Depressed, He Yi thought of one thing and said, "Senior brother, what does Master like to do on weekdays?"

"Planting flowers, painting, writing... that's all I know."

Fang Qingze also likes to grow flowers, draw pictures, and write. As soon as he enters his room, his heart is filled with the fragrance of flowers and ink.

He Yi asked again: "Where are you throwing stones?"

Xia Xin was confused: "Throwing stones? What kind of stones are you throwing?"

"Throw it into the water."

"...I haven't seen Master doing such a thing, why ask this?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered such a scene when I fell asleep last night, maybe it's a hallucination."

Xia Xin shook his head suddenly and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

He Yi's curiosity was aroused: "Why?"

"Master treated Junior Brother very well when Junior Brother was stupid, he was with him almost every day, maybe at that time Junior Brother wanted to play a game of throwing stones, Master would accompany him, and the picture you thought about last night is roughly a memory Bar."

"Accompany?" Didn't you say you ignored it before?

"Yeah, stay with me. I don't know what happened later. Master suddenly went into seclusion. It lasted for seven years. Not long ago, Master just left the seclusion. I happened to be injured by the devil. Master asked me for medicine. At this time You, junior brother, have also recovered, and the master will start to train the junior brother again."

It turned out to be like this...

Seven years of retreat, that is to say, seven years of disappearing in Lingwu Mountain, so it makes sense.Coupled with Shen Yuqing's sentence last night: "Isn't this a good life?" It seemed that he had almost pierced the window paper, and everything was clearly laid out in front of him.

……

That night, He Yi had a dream.

According to Xia Xin, this should not be a dream, but a memory.

In the memory, He Yi was teased by a child to climb up the tree—it was a tall blessing tree with red leaves and red ribbons hanging on the branches, very beautiful.

He Yi sat on the tree trunk, looking at the ground several feet high, his teeth were chattering.

He tilted his head to look at the... ghost sitting on the same branch as him.

The ghost smiled grimly, and rubbed the crumbling branches with its "slender" nails.

He was short of breath, his eyes filled with tears, and finally he began to whimper fitfully.

There was only a click, and the body lost its support.

"what--"

The petals floated around with He Yi's fall, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly and became blurred.He Yi closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

Finally did not wait.

He fell into someone's arms.The fragrance on that person's body was like a drug, and it invaded the nasal cavity.

When I opened my eyes, I saw plain robes and white clothes.

He Yi cried, "Master..."